Today was a holiday. The end of a long weekend. And it was like, 10 degrees out! It was beautiful, sunny, and warm. I’m still wearing my sunglasses on my head, a fabulous thing to have on your head in February. I love it! I’m almost ready to go back to the grind tomorrow, but not quite.

Review time!

GatoNegro. We bought a bottle of this at a local lix because our most favouritist wine market was closed. It was the day before my birthday and we were going to spend the evening with a friend who had made chocolate cupcakes. Not out of a box. The bottle of GatoNegro we bought was a merlot. We also bought a bottle of exactly equally priced Little Penguin. Also a merlot. It was a fun game! Let’s see if we could discern any difference between two merlots! Could we ever. Usually, Chilean wine doesn’t dissapoint (Cono Sur, I’m talking about you), BlackCat, on the other hand has to be the BlackSheep of wines. Maybe good for cooking, not so good for drinking… with notes of raw green pepper it might be an ok cooking wine. Like, in salsa.

We just got in from a Hayden concert. As always, it was a great show. It was in a church, and our seats weren’t facing the stage dead on, which looked like it could have been really bad. It turned out, we had pretty high visibility, except when he played the piano. We could only see a poof of hair on top of his head and his feet when he was twinkling the ivories. Is that what they say?

I think I like Hayden concerts so much because they’re simple. They’re exactly what you get when you listen to his albums. There’s never any surprise, unless he does something particularly new… like “play” the trumpet parts himself. Without a trumpet (Pretty awesome!). It’s just Hayden, and his awkwardness, and it works. It was the second time I was given Hayden concert tickets for a birthday, a totally good present, I think.

I wanted to post more during the week, but I ended up working every night until 8 or 11 o’clock, and just didn’t have the energy to do anything but curl up in the fetal position on my bed and die for 5 hours until I had to get up and do it again. I’m hesitant to talk about my work, and the culture of the company I work for. What I will say is that since my boss gave notice, and my closest coworker friend gave notice to finish up at the end of the month… I think there may still be time for me to do the same. Being a grown up can really suck with responsibility sometimes.

Whelp. Gotta go.

We spent the weekend in Banff. I find it hard to say that word. So, I don’t. The roads weren’t the greatest on Saturday morning, but it was still a smoother trip than say… flying Air Canada to Cuba without a passport would have been. It was also a fair bit colder.

The premise was to a)not be at home, and b)eat food. Easy! And so it was.

Without going into a lot of detail, we scampered around the Banff Springs Hotel without missing anything. No unlocked door left unopened. I even popped my head into the staff lunchroom. We ate some food at the hotel, at a lovely restaurant called the bison (twice, how obsessive!), and also stopped in on a cafe/bakery called wild flour. It was all nice. Not having to worry about driving there and back in one day, especially nice. Hotel reservations are great.

Today was not a particularly great Monday. I didn’t eat enough in the morning and my blood sugar levels dropped. I went to grab a late lunch, but it was too late when I blacked out at the top of a flight of stairs and endo’d down them. Hmmph. I was paying attention to my body, but apparently not close enough. I think I’ll be ok when wrists and ribs and necks and backs and bruises recover. I’m still young and nimble. I left work early, despite the ever escalating stack of work that’s overdue. I’ve been working so hard lately, I’m just wearing myself thin. I know the company I work for cares about me. Sort of. Some of them. Well, I’m well known? I’m certainly not paid well enough to compensate me for starving myself to the point I fall down stairways on my way to grab a lunch to eat at my desk while I continue working. I’ll put it that way.

Behold!