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2007-05-16 - 7:49 p.m. Okay, now the visiting and coffee-ing is over for these holidays and the lying around/crafting/shopping (if desired) part begins - well, until the weekend. I had one friend over for brunch this morning and good talks were had, then I went straight to lunch with another friend where further good talks and walks along the river were had. Then I got my TB test and was lectured a bit by the public health nurse about what ($100s of dollars worth) of vaccinations I need to go to Poland. Jesuuuuuus. Luckily, I came home and checked my records and I've had the Hep B one - $86/shot, needing 3 shots. But I guess I should break down and get the one for typhoid and Hep A. I'm just feeling soooooo broke. I didn't mention that though I'm flying on points the airport taxes amounted to a tidy $300. Then I lay on the couch with a huge headache from being in the sun. This weekend I'm going to Drumheller to see the Badlands and the Royal Tyrell Museum. I've always wanted and intended to go and just never gotten around to it. I'm going with the good for me/bad for me friend. He continues to be a friend that pulls me out of my snug little well-known routines. I like that. In fact, when I think about it, he has (all unconsciously) pulled me in a whole lot of different directions over the past couple of years. I confess to a small sense of apprehension about this. I'm just not a camping person. I'm too fragile. I wilt too easily in the heat. I am made miserable too quickly by adverse conditions. I'm afraid I'll be a baby and I won't get looked after. I also am curious to see if we'll still like each other after a couple of days together. I'm pretty confident we will, but you never know. Long time readers of this blog might justifiably wonder what has become of his fiancee - she's away doing field research. Enough said. Further to that, our negotiations about sleeping arrangements were only mildly awkward. I like the younger generation. Anyone from my generation or older is always so acutely conscious of men and women being left alone together and what it might "mean" or what might happen or be perceived as happening - as if it was a couple of hundred years ago and my honour would be compromised by merely being alone with a man. (I have a friend that can't believe that my friend Rob's wife "allows" him to be friends with me. God only knows what she'd make of this if she knew.) Anyway, yes, I like the younger generation where this stuff isn't given so much thought. It makes it all so much easier. I have to go and do all those dishes left over from brunch. Then I'm going to paint my toe-nails and watch The Price is Right - thanks, James, for posting about it and thus letting me know. I, too, have fond memories of watching it - with my mum. The end of an era indeed.
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