Its a scorcher out there.
The air conditioners we invested in are paying off today.
It is a bit weird around here these days. I’m back at work so my days are busy. Then I come home and the house is pretty much empty. Sara comes home at 5:30 and informs me she is going to her boyfriend’s mother’s birthday supper so won’t be eating. Leo comes home a bit later and by that time our supper is ready.
Of course I’ve cooked at least twice as much as I needed to. My fridge is quickly filling up with leftovers.
Obviously, I am going to have to learn to cook differently.
Then the evening settles in. I had errands to run last night so was kept busy till about 9. Then, there seemed as if there was a sort of vacuum in my schedule. I had no papers to write, no books that I had to read. No grandchildren dropped by. I was sort of lost.
Time to rethink that rule of life I worked on a year or so ago. I don’t want to just drift along through life aimlessly from now on. And I am not sure that I am quite ready for more serious studies, although there is an itch in there that may drive me to that.
I seem to still find myself in some sort of an in between time – a time of waiting and unsettledness. Stuff is brewing but it is hard for me to put a name to it – I think I may be afraid to. I seems that something I feel pushed towards, I am feeling too old to start. And yet, what does it mean to be too old? I likely have another 20 years or so of pretty good quality life – although that is never certain.
So, this stuff is stewing around in my head and heart and I am not sure why. Weird. I must be patient and see what comes.
This morning – my first day back at work after vacation – I got a rather desperate call from another dentist in town. He had been called by one of the pediatricians to see a baby with “natal” teeth. That is what teeth are called when a baby is born with them. These teeth are usually really loose. The roots haven’t developed yet so there is only a bit of skin holding them in and they wiggle all around. It makes nursing difficult and the doctors are always afraid that the baby will aspirate on of them and get into real trouble.
So this dentist is on call and the doctor calls him.
I could hear shades of panic in his voice as he talked.
This seems to have been the first time he had ever heard of babies being born with teeth. Wonder where he was during that lesson in school!
He had all sorts of concerns:
Well, we just happen to have a student in the office this summer who I am sure will love to see a case of natal teeth. The parents will bring this tiny little newborn to our office, I will inject a couple drops of freezing and pop the little tiny teeth out. Very, very simple really. It is not as if this child will run away! In fact, when a baby is so small, they are pretty easy to get to sit still. We just wrap them up tightly like a little papoose. They don’t actually know what is coming till it is pretty much over.
And I have done this before. Pretty easy really.
I arrived back at home by about 4pm local time. Zaka traveled so well. Seven and a half hours of traveling is long for an adult, let alone an almost 3 year old. The DVD player sure did help make his trip easier. I think he must have the cars movie pretty well memorized by now! Its his favourite and the fact that he received a gift of two little cars from the movie while he was at the reunion made his day – made his whole weekend, I think.
It was very relaxing. Nobody got too stressed over the glitches in the schedule – although the cinnamon buns which were a couple of hours late – well. If they hadn’t been ssooo good when they arrived we might have been upset. Instead they simply became brunch and we didn’t eat lunch.
There was no hectic schedule. The only event that has a time attached to it that had to be respected was the golf game. I hear that everyone that golfed had a good time. I enjoyed babysitting so that Michelle could golf and Kimia was a perfect angel for me – really.
I think Zaka’s favourite activity was blowing bubbles and he made some great ones. We all had fun with that. He met a couple young cousins that he had great fun with. And Trent was so good with him and the other little kids! And then there was Glen – he has grand fathering in his blood!
I think I am blessed to have this kind of family in my heritage.
Tomorrow I will head out east to Manitoba, along with Zaka, to the Frost family reunion. The family place is Minnedosa but there aren’t many Frost’s around that neck of the woods these days. And it is not as if one can book a Hotel there and use some sort of conference facilities – there is only one rather small and basic hotel in town. Well, I suppose there are some rooms in town over the local bar but we are not really the boozing type and well – I have heard from reliable sources that there are occasionally creatures in such places that make one itch. Not good.
So this year we are all going up to Covenant Heights Bible Camp for a few days. The weather should be nice and that lake is beautiful. The beds I imagine will be campish – bunk beds I suspect. Since there is a fair to good chance that there will be no romantic encounters in a bunk bed, I figured this would be a good time to take Zaka along for a little outing with Grandma and Grandpa.
So I am packed. Batch of cookies made. Snacks packed for the road. DVD player. Bathing suits. Insect repellent. Books and computer to work on my talk for next Sunday.
Won’t likely do much blogging. I can’t imagine that there is any wifi up in the bush. It will be a good break.
In defiance of this nasty cold I caught somewhere on the way back from Chicago, I managed to get my photos from my camera to the computer. I’ve uploaded the best to a Flikr set titled Chicago 2008.
And I did a few of the ones Leo and I stopped and took on the way back from a couple of art shows on Sunday – these are found in my set of Water Birds
And finally Saying Goodbye has some recent photos of Rachelle and Ronin just before they left for Toronto.
Since yesterday afternoon I have been struggling with tiredness, a scratchy throat, runny nose and sore head. Seems as if I picked up a bug of some sort on my travels.
Nice of them to call a provincial holiday so I can recuperate!
There are all sorts of things waiting for some action on my part – raspberries to pick, weeds to pull, talk to prepare for church in a couple of weeks, supper to prepare for guests – that I have very little energy for.
And I slept a good 12 hours last night. A medicated sleep – thanks to cold and sinus pills. Still it is easier to sit here wasting time on the computer than to move and do something else.
Ambition, where have you gone?