It's February already and the ridiculously warm weather has me wondering if the crowds will be left standing around in t-shirts watching alpine events where the skiers stumble around, trying desperately to find what's left of the snow. Fortunately, Liz, April, Francie and I will be watching the Pairs Free Skating final, so the weather can do what it likes outside. Tickets for this were so pricey that it's the only Olympic event we'll be seeing in person. We haven't made too many plans and will try to take things one day at a time, but I did get tickets for us to see Tanya Tagaq mid-week, which I thought would be something April would enjoy, and I've managed to source a few vegan restaurants which deliver -- I have very limited cooking skills and don't want April to do all the cooking for the short time she's here. Gareth recommended that we try Gorilla Food -- it doesn't sound quite like a vegan restaurant, but it's raw, vegan and organic: that ought to cover all the bases if she wants to go to the extreme!
Gareth? A good friend who has become something more in the past few weeks, but it's all quite new, so just the basics for now: he's an Assistant Prof in Criminology so we're on the same campus and met at a faculty thing a couple of years ago around the time he first moved to BC. We're taking things easy, though, as I'm not really quite ready to take things to the next level. Not yet anyway. Also, I'm on sabbatical in the autumn, something planned for nearly two years, and will be in New Zealand, Ethiopia and Italy for several months of sight-seeing, hiking, and general R&R, which I could really use right about now.
I'm very grateful to everyone for their kind words over the past two months and for giving me some space to deal with things at my own pace. I'm not OK yet and still have some really bad moments, but I'm getting there. Paradoxically, it can be worst when I'm happy and I think about telling Mom what a great thing has just happened and then remember that I can't pick up the phone and call her anymore.
I spent the holidays clearing out Mom's place and now I have so many boxes of papers and photos to go through. She was very organized, but I have to decide what to keep and what to lose. I've already contacted various local historical groups to see if they'd like her research notes, and I'm writing to distant cousins with whom she would work on the family tree, to see if they want her old documents and all the computer files. It's not my thing, but I don't want all this work to be lost. I've also found my adoption files and birth record, including notes from Elly's time at the home for unwed mothers. Elly is described on admission as a healthy white female, 17, with no known underlying hereditary conditions and Frank as a healthy white male, 18, ditto, so nothing I didn't already know.
So there's how things stand for me at the start of February. I'm looking forward to April's visit and even to the vegetarian moussaka she promises to make. I was over at Liz's place on the weekend and can't get over how big Jamie is getting, and I'm sure Liz has already boasted about his new teeth.