Granville Island

Entrance to the market. Downtown condos visible in background.

Merchants, craftsmen, food

Tucked in center of city

Delights to explore.

Treated to myself to brunch. Ambled down Railspur Alley and savoured a B-T (smoked beets, avocado, spinach and tomato) with corn chowder.

Visited my favourite bakery, Terra Breads and bought a treat to take home. New item on offering! Cranberry tart. Yes, please. Took home, made a mug a tea. Bit into the tart and was not disappointed. Buttery crust topped with ginger infused berries. Yum!

All this prior to noon.

A pretty good start to a weekend morning.

A Day in Six Word Memoirs

Woke up much too early, again.

Read, read an abundance of Slices.

Early morning commute is not bad.

Joy exists in hubbub of classroom.

Collegiality plus cooperation equals strong team.

Treating self to take-out lunch is nourishing.

Cat pukes on carpet, oh joy.

Pilates aligns and invigorates body. Feels good!

Reading in bed closes the day.

Eyes heavy.Words waver. Good night.

The Hues of a Concussion

Sluggish, slow, on the fritz

Murky, bruised, off kilter

Fuzzy

Fried

Squeezed

Insomnia laden

This is my brain telling me

The bonk on my head

Is still reverberating

It jazzes it up with ear ringing!

And

Headaches!

Oh the headaches, old friend.

Upstairs it is all kinda glitchy

Can we reboot, please?

Random Thoughts About Blogging Sites

Am I the only one that needs to input my WordPress password a million billion times to comment on others’ slices that are hosted on WordPress? My thumbs are getting tired!

Dear Blogger users – thank you for helping me truly learn my Google password. I finally have it memorized! There is one less hurdle for me to comment on your blog.

Now there are other random blog hosting sites. I am not sure of the commenting process. Are you getting my comments or are they being sucked into a technological black hole? I’m not seeing a message that my comment is awaiting to be moderated, so I don’t really know where it goes. Sometimes I repeatedly input the same comment trying to see if will post . . . forgive me if you need to delete duplicates.

What foibles have you encountered?

Word Smith Glitches

Words are not afoot. Attempting to Slice, is leaving me with floof.

What to say? How to parlay?

My brain is acting fuzzy.

Please forgive me.

I had another sleep interuptus, which has caused internal fuss.

2:30 am bestirred. Sleep demurred.

My brain is acting fuzzy.

Please forgive me.

Time for coffee. Hope sunshine and activity reboots me.

Off for a walk and a friend to talk.

Off to find myself

My balance in the world

If I am not quite present

Please forgive me.

My brain is acting fuzzy.

I am five months post concussion. I though I was recovered. But I discovered this week I am not . . .

Crankypants

This slice is inspired by another slicer’s post about an SEL strategy that she used with a student, balloon breathing. Presently, I decided I could benefit from an SEL strategy so I pulled a favourite out of my arsenal.

Well it is 4:30 am, and I am wide awake, again, despite being tired.

What to do?

I am annoyed, irritated, and well, tired.

Time to pull an SEL strategy out of my hat. At least I’ll be less cranky by the end of it.

Maybe you have used this strategy, and if you haven’t, it is worth giving it a whirl. We all can use a brain reset sometimes.

5-4-3-2-1

Identify things, in decreasing amounts, by sight, sound, touch, smell, & taste.

See: the blinding white screen of my IPad, the dim contrast of my fingers tapping away, the dark enveloping me, the blue of my nightshirt, a strand of hair in front of my glasses

Hear: the rustle of my duvet as I readjust my legs, the occasional vehicle whooshing along the main road behind my condo, the bilateral ringing in my ears from the concussion I sustained last September, the rumble of my belly.

Feel: the pressure behind my eyes from seasonal allergies, my head propped against the headboard, warmth snuggled around my legs

Smell: immediate thought – I can’t smell any thing, but actually I can, its just from the confines of my bed I can’t. So, I’ll identify a couple of bonus things that I hear: the hum of the refrigerator kicking in, and the mad, repetitive, shotgun sneezes that just exuded from my nostrils (thank you seasonal allergies)

Taste: the pasty feeling enveloping my teeth awaiting a morning brushing

5-4-3-2-1

I am not cranky! I created a Slice!!!

Not sleepy . . .

But I’ll get up

Make a cup of tea,

Peruse, read, and comment (maybe not so articulately with a fuzzy brain) on others’ slices

And

Start my day.

Thank you SOLSC for distracting me, giving me a focus, and being less of a cranky pants about a much too early wake up.

Sleep Interuptus

“Hey Google”

“What time is it?”

“It is 4:38 am”

Uggh

I need my sleep.

Yet here I am wide awake.

Cat hops on bed to keep me company, briefly, then hops off. Proceeds to scratch sofa, sounds jarring in the wee hours of the morning.

Sigh.

What else is in store for me today?

Pondering Truisms

Do you ever scroll through Reddit for a distraction? I do.

People post pictures, solicit advise, share anecdotes.

Tidbits from around the world make amusing and thoughtful reading.

Lately, I’ve been noticing in comments three reoccurring sayings. Specifically:

No is a complete sentence.

Don’t set yourself on fire to keep someone else warm.

When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.

These sayings make sense and they are true, does that make them truisms? Why is it human nature to ignore these facts? Is it to avoid immediate interpersonal conflict, only to reap delayed trauma?

I’ll ponder away. The truth is out there.