Two Races

Today my niece ran in a City Divisional race at the park near my house. Turtle went down for a peek:


OFF AND RUNNING: Over my sister's shoulder I snapped this photo. Initially I thought I'd got the wrong green shirt, but yay, I was spot on!


ABOUT HALF WAY: Up at the top of the hill, the run continues...


ROUNDING THE BEND: Just ahead of the Finish chute


RACE COMPLETE: N. hands in her number


STANDING: Numbers are placed on the tally sheet in order of placement.


PROUD PARENTS: My sister and B.I.L. came out to cheer on N.

I've been running my own little race of sorts - this one since Sunday. I developed strange and rather significant heart-burn-like symptoms over the weekend. Everything I eat meets with a great deal of pain in around my sternum. I went to the doc. yesterday and after a barrage of EKG and blood tests, was placed on a prescription to lower the production of acid in my tummy. I'm not one to buy in to pharmaceuticals of any kind, so it's with great displeasure that I adhere to doctor's orders. One such order was to stay away from fatty foods. This has me thinking of an about-face where my diet is concerned. I looked into Alkaline-based foods. Since I haven't really eaten properly since Sunday, the race is on to find me something I can pass down that doesn't make me grimace in pain. My energy level really is quite low and I don't feel myself at all. After the race I went to the health food store looking for recommendations, and voila...


MEAL IN A CAN: Literally! And Alkaline-based too.


BLENDER-EASY: Simply add water...


PRE-DIGESTED: In order to help with absorption, it's all ready to scoop-and-go.


JUST THE RIGHT COLOUR: Turtle-green.

It still hurt going down, but at least I'm getting my greens... and proteins, and carbs, and vitamins, and minerals...

Cheers.

A... cat post.

I have so much to catch up on story-wise, but for now how about some pictures of my cat?

PROBABLY MY FAVOURITE SHOT - SIR WILLIAM CLEANING CDS IN THE OFFICE












INTRUDER ALERT!!



WILL TAKES CARE OF BUSINESS...

Things have been moving swiftly here at Chez Tortue - the floor is done and the roof is well underway. It's a rainy day Sunday here, so no roofing activity today. In fact, I'm moving extra-slowly and really don't feel up to the daunting task of a large catchup post about floors and roof. That would take too many brain cells.

Instead, I saw these and thought they would be neat to share... being the B.A. fan I am.



Bryan Adams played Vancouver on August 21st, with special guests... The Beach Boys.





Worth a laugh - I studied both poets in English 354.





I earned a C+ on my first Shakespeare essay, a B+ on this presentation of Bryan Adams' "18 Til I Die"

Roof arrives!

Yesterday afternoon the shingles arrived for my new roof. I had an opportunity to photograph the mechanical process by which the roofing is put into place. It sure beats hiking the packages up the ladder!

I'll let the pictures tell the story...

"You'd better hurtle, Turtle!"

Those were the words that flashed through my mind tonight. John, my rep at Shaw Renovation and Construction dropped by with his sample board for me to pick my roof colour. I was pleased to see the colour to match the existing roof. Grey, I did not want.

Calgary is in a state of craze roofing wise and I've heard that many people are waiting until the Fall to get their claims settled and their roofs repaired. I asked John when the work might commence - indicating I suspected... October??

"Oh, no. August. We're doing two to three roofs a day.", he replied.

I just about fell over.

Tonight's blog title flashed through my mind because I have to have everything in the Blue Room out of the way and the tarp down from the trough line before they start.

Guess I'm sorting and packing sooner and faster than I'd anticipated!


The Blue Room overhead.



From the yard.



The contents of the shed to be sorted and purged... and to make room for furniture.



The shed, now empty!



Beginning to move from the living room to the shed



A few pieces of furniture to go!



Looking from the front door across the pony wall toward the office.



The office is moving into the kitchen until probably September sometime.


Until I'd done it, I didn't realize that my entire book collection fits into one bookshelf. And here I thought I was well read!



My record collection crammed into two stacked bookshelves to the right of the fridge as a temporary measure

My friend Dave B. has agreed to allow me to use his son for muscle tomorrow. We're going to move a bulk of the remaining furniture to the shed.

Wish me luck, not to mention God's speed in clearing the patio in time for my anxious roofers!

Speaking of God... thank you. It would appear that sometimes what seems disaster is truly a blessing.