Considering an IV With a Caffeine Drip

This morning, as I was walking to the subway after dropping the kids off at their respective camps, I bought some iced tea at Second Cup. I thought it would be more efficient to get caffeinated before I got home. Somehow, I managed to drop the cup hard enough to crack it. So much for that beverage.

By the time I got home, it was closer to lunch than breakfast, so I made myself a sandwich and poured myself a Coke. I promptly knocked the Coke all over the dining room table.

I am such a zombie today that I can't even figure out how to get enough caffeine into my system to allow me to actually drink something. This may have something to do with the fact that Zohar was up from 1 a.m. to 3:30 a.m. for no apparent reason. Maybe I should ask Zohar for advice. Apparently, her caffeine consumption is quite efficient.

O (Passsport) Canada

Granted, I'm a week late but I am now about to wax patriotic. I went to Passport Canada today to try to get new passports for Jacob and me. I went armed with cases and highlighters and pens and paper, convinced I'd be waiting for hours. I had visions of being stuck there just when it was time to go get the kids from camp and wondering how much longer I could wait before Children's Aid picked them up instead. I imagine my surprise when I got through the pre-screening and the application process in just over an hour.

I guess I shouldn't get too excited until the passports are ready. We're leaving for New York on July 18th and I've been promised them by the 17th. I have had months to get this done but never got around to it, even though I live right across from the passport office. Apparently, I am less efficient than the government of Canada. It's a sobering thought.

Ice in July

It is sunny and hot -- perfect weather for Popsicle Day. Pity the Popsicle-less at-home writers. When we look in the mirror, a pale, wan image is reflected while those of you at the office have lips a healthy shade of pink, purple and orange.

Most of the time, working from home has clear advantages. Exceptions include snow days, which do not apply to those who do not commute, and Popsicle Day. Apparently, whether slick on the street or sweet on the stick, ice cuts no ice with Carswell work-at-home writers -- or is it vice versa?

More Joys of Working From Home

In a building known for frequent plumbing repairs and maintenance, today I am once again without water all day. Panic sets in. There's water in the kettle for tea, but what if one of the dogs makes a mess that needs to be cleaned up? What if the toilet won't flush? Why does this keep happening??? Next it will be more power outages, I can just tell...

Happy Summer.

Camp At Last!

With all due respect for Canada Day, today is the real day of celebration for me. This morning, I dropped BOTH my kids off at their respective day camps. Zohar's day camp did not start until today, so on Monday, she helped me drop Jacob off at Shakepeare camp (yes, my 11-year-old son is at Shakespeare camp. If there was a camp t-shirt, it would read "Why doth thou beat me up?") Jacob's camp happens to be held at Bloor Street United Church. Later that afternoon, Zohar asked me "Is it time to pick Jacob up from church yet?" I could practiclally hear all four of my grandparents turning over in their graves.