Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Buff and muffins

Day 8 and I am definitely feeling better. I've now had two solid nights of sleep (helped along with pills...), and am more alert and active. JP and I shopped a bit yesterday for paint samples to try out colors for the outside of the house - in desperate need of a lift. Also looking for a special Canadian mustard, we discovered the Distillery District, a new shopping space created out of the old brewing warehouses east of downtown near the waterfront. We'd heard lots about it, but never been there - it's a bit off the beaten path. We'll be back to investigate more when the weather is better and I am in week three and feeling great.

I am getting Flat Anne's photos together and will try to get her into the post, back to Minneapolis, tomorrow. It has been fun showing her around Toronto, but she is missing her second grade class, and is anxious to get back to work with regular Anne.

My buff arrived in the post yesterday (thanks for the tip Mirta), and now I have a really comfortable head covering that is easy to throw on, and even pop a hat over for going out. Miriam cut what is left of my hair to a very short buzz, and I don't leave so much fallout in the shower now.

The kitchen is warm and full of wonderful smells - JP and Viva are cooking tonight. I made a big recipe of muffin mix, and we just fire up the oven when we feel like having some fresh baked goods.

With the weather wet and rainy, we have all stayed inside, and I took the day to catch up on some work for Nordic College. I have to be careful not to overdo when I feel good in the morning, because I pay for it in the evening. This will be another early night for me, and hopefully another good night's sleep.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Glad to hear you are feeling good Anne, long may it continue. Helen xxxx

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