Old dogs and travel plans

It may be September but the summer which was so late in starting, has extended itself and we are enjoying Boston temperatures. This past week there has been cooling a bit at night time which makes for more comfortable sleeping, as long as you remember to put the extra blanket on the bed if the window is open. We did get a bit of rain the other weekend which was surely needed - the tame ducks down the road were starting to look worried as their pond shrank to a puddle. They were happily splashing, quacking and diving when the dog and I checked on them during one of our early morning walks. 

The pleasant weather has been a good opportunity for the shore captain and his employees to do repairs on the 'new' barn (actually 25 yrs old) which have included replacing rotted windows and the walls surrounding them, replacing the roof with a metal one and new vinyl siding. The trim is now being painted by the senior maintenance man and those without carpentry skills have been picking up debris (some of it decades old) surrounding the building. I undertook to excavate the 'old' barn (100 yrs old or so) and can now truthfully add archeologist to my resume. I started sorting out things the kids have left in storage and looking for furniture for the Sudanese refugee family being sponsored locally, then realized the scale of the undertaking. Local fishermen have used it for storage of nets and gear, there were broken windows and explosions of fiberglas insulation from nesting critters, not to mention the various types of paints and products which will require another day to tackle disposal. With the loaning of a couple of employees and two trips east and one west to various storage sheds plus two trips (ton truck flatbed FULL of garbage) and a large pile of metal for the local collector, the place is at least manageable. I think the workers were glad to be handed back to their usual boss, he's not as demanding. 

I've made my way through the PALS course manual and have made a couple of stabs at memorizing some of the medication doses etc. I am remembering most of the material, as it's not the first run through but the 84% passmark looms in the materials they send….not enough to distract me from other tasks. The house is never cleaner than when I should be studying - today I even polished the copper range hood! I was delighted to find that I don't have to be in the city until 6 pm for the first  day - had thought it was a full Friday. 

I taught a marine first aid course in the local fire hall last week, another fire hall Monday and will finish the plant employees course tomorrow. Made them all commit to the two week period so that I could borrow the mannequins keep them. Back into the swing after recertifying and with the required number of courses, have the monkey off my back for another two years. The boy captain joined his home community vs workplace so that evened out the numbers in the first group. He's always a good participant as he's experienced or witnessed most of the calamities in the scenarios and is proficient in emergency scene management. He's had a couple of good fishing trips this month and I suggested I'd call him Capt. Halibut. This alarmed him as there is the corporate espionage issue. A long-awaited pleasure to see him functioning in the grownup world. 

Have had some online chats with the job share partner and discovered that we will 'overlap' the first of the next rotation and the holidays so will be able to catch up - woohoo! I usually just get to see her at the airport on the way in and out. My schedule is being changed forward a bit so I'll stay in through Christmas and fly home before New Years. Not such a big deal for someone with fledglings who have left the nest (hers haven't) and…we'll be heading out on vacation January 13th, so that'll be our holidays. 

Did a quick Frenchy's run and found a nice scrub top, pair of uniform pants and a bedskirt (which was my main quest) as I have (finally) put together my 'nursing museum' in the spare bedroom. Got the shore captain to hang the cabinet on the wall which holds my medicine bottle collection, and decorated the room with my vintage nursing paraphernalia. Of course no linens on the bed until guests appear as the animals take over - had to put a sheet in the doll crib as Stanley assumes it's his bed now. Pleased with myself over the 'new' room. 

This weekend has been rather unsettled as our senior dog (almost 16 yrs old) has been ill. Now I realize if you're not an 'animal person' you won't understand the effect of this development but…she must've had some sort of a spell in the night and Saturday morning was unsteady, wouldn't eat or drink and looked poor. Sunday wasn't much better and I considered the after hours vet on call but that was over an hour away and vehicles are distressing to the old girl. I phoned Monday as we had finally come to the difficult decision that we didn't want her to suffer - she didn't appear in pain but her quality of life was sure compromised. On Tuesday she had improved a bit, insisted on (slowly) going for a walk to see the ducks, ate a bite of cheese etc. The vet examined her and decided that 'today is not the day' so we reviewed her file (she's had two previous 'spells' like this albeit less severe) and she was given prednisone with improvement. By last evening, she perked up, ate tuna, cat food, kitty treats and drank lots of water, slept the night and was more like herself. Today was even better and she's been enjoying all manner of treats (the suggestion was made that she was playing me for things she's usually not allowed). I will call the vet with a progress report tomorrow and assume she'll make a (slow) recovery. 

All this extra nursing care, ethical decisions and worry have taken a toll on my studying for the PALS course as it's difficult to concentrate. I have had a couple of appointments - the spa as we're heading out on vacation this weekend just after the course, and today to the physio / rhuematologist to have my upper back injected. It is really helping, I only have to wear the posture support for leaning forward types of activities and at work, but prolotherapy is not a fun day of course. I stopped to pick up all sorts of doggie appetite enticements on the way back and discovered the dog loved those Cesear packages - the cats had to be banished to another room as there were beasts when it was opened. 

Off to organize my first aid supplies - as if I have time to be teaching tomorrow! To the city for the course Friday and Saturday then joined by the travel partner for the Sunday morning flight to Calgary, then San Fransisco. Going to have two weeks of San Fran, Sonoma, Napa, then back to San Fransisco. Might drink some wine……..

PALS - Not My Friend

The previous post was number 700 - but who's counting? Google apparently! Although the frequency of the postings varies (usually longer spaces than shorter) I often think as I crawl into bed at night that 'I should've updated the blog' and another day slips by. It's not as if I have gotten my act together lately with any other kind of writing though. Talking about writing is as far as I've gotten this summer. Visited with the friend who accompanied me to the writing retreat and we had a good catch up while sitting on the deck of her family cottage near a lake. I also lunched with a local writer, one of the founding members of the writing group I sporadically attend about an hour away. We discussed my northern travels and her work and I met her new puppy, a Great Pyrenees - he already weighs as much as our fully grown old dog here and is only 11 weeks old - apparently 130 lb will be his adult weight. Although I'm not proud of it, the main reason I began the post is due to procrastination from studying for my PALS (paediatric advanced life support) course which I'm doing next month. I need current certification to apply for Operation Smile, as is my plan. I did manage to stick all the tabs on the sections of my manual and alarm myself by how much I'd forgotten in three years….

We have been busy with some social activities as we travelled to the city to take our (former) neighbour and her two small sons + her mother to the airport to travel back to the prairies. She (and a few other teenagers) were the reason I was able to work shift work while the life partner fished, back in the day. Her little guys are such good kids! My appointment for the Nexus interview was the same time so we were able to combine the travel. I convinced the shore captain to bring his paperwork and come with me to my appointment as his was scheduled for a few weeks hence. We applied online at the same time and I received conditional approval in a timely manner but it was at least six weeks before he did. I joked that he was a criminal. I received approval without incident (can't wait to keep my shoes on, not remove my laptop and go to the front of the security line) and waited while mister was interviewed at length. It appears that about five or six years ago he had a customs 'violation' . Apparently he had one under measure lobster in a shipment  he exported which was audited at the border and paid the $50 fine. Considering he's exported over seven million pounds of crustaceans in the past six years it is not a bad statistic. He did ultimately receive his Nexus card and saved himself a second trip down. We visited with the newlyweds and discovered Aceburgers which are gourmet burgers in the city. Great pub food. 

Hosted a birthday BBQ for my baby sister and family / friends turned  out to celebrate. Had a great spread and a visit - thoroughly enjoy watching those four great nieces and nephew in action as it makes us wonder how we ever did it when our own were the same age… Always good to get together and eat burgers and ice cream cake, so someone has to have a birthday! Joined my buddy at senior swim in the municipal pool - was a balmy 82 F at 9 am and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Caught up on the news and decided to continue our chat while visiting the U-Pick wildblueberry patch. Managed to pick about four pounds of lovely fat berries in two hours and I ordered a 5 lb. box to be picked. Made a great blueberry buckle with the fresh berries which I served to guests (friends from the cruise) who came to stay overnight. We had a double date for the movies on a rainy Sunday and took in the latest version of Mission Impossible which was rather good. Any movie which can keep the interest of both genders for 2 hrs and 15 min. must be doing something right. 

We had a week long 'get away' to the USA, and although it is not the best time for exchanging Canadian to American dollars the shore captain always does the purchasing as I snarl about the 35 cent difference and he just smiles thinking of the profit from seafood exports he sends stateside. We drove an hour to the ferry and took the Nova Star from Yarmouth to Portland, Maine which was painless. There has been a lot of whining (mostly from those who have never taken the ferry) of our NS tax dollars subsidizing the service but at least it is a quality product - unlike the rural broadband program which is a farce - however I digress). The ship was immaculate, the staff very polite and professional, buffet lunch was delicious although a bit pricey, the gift shop carried quality NS and Maine products, musicians were good and we thoroughly enjoyed the wine tasting (sommelier featured NS wines) and the three hour nap which followed. Beautiful cruise into Portland and we were serenaded by the Beach Boys concert taking place on the dock when we arrived. Hotel across the street and a great supper. 

Caught the Amtak Downeaster the next day to Boston's north station, the T connection for the commuter train out to the hotel. Our only 'misstep' was getting off one stop too early as per the hotel directions,  but when I phoned a cab they suggested we just get back on the next commuter train to our destination as the Residence Inn Marriott was very close to the station. There was a bit of 'negotiation' with the travel partner as when we arrived at the final stop the conductor instructed left then right. A passenger suggested the hotel was across the freeway and I noticed a path on the left up the side of the bank to the highway. Sounds pretty simple eh? Well…..there was arguing, snarling and downright refusal from my partner to walk on the side of the road due to safety concerns, even stating it was illegal! I made an executive decision (the reservation was in my name) took the path, then the fews steps up the side of the highway to the crosswalk (he eventually followed) where the name on the hotel became visible across the road. There wasn't even a foreign language involved!!! The hotel was lovely with great staff, so a shower, cab to town for a wonderful American Italian supper and back and all was right with the travel world again. 

Saturday we arranged for transport to the Xfinity Center then enjoyed the inclusive breakfast and chatted with Parrotheads readying themselves for the day (a guy from Maryland was attending his 85th Jimmy Buffett concert having driven from Pittsburg's Thursday concert). We had a great cab driver, Joe who was a concert groupie as well so a wonderful chat to the venue. Now…..as I explain how the day unfolded, please remember the fantastic time I had last summer with my female buddy at our first tailgate, and be aware that at almost 59 years of age I have made many mistakes which I will not repeat (I make new ones) By 45 minutes into the tailgate I had already texted my girlfriend and said "you are on the list for parrot head duty after this, he is crossed off the invite". Taking the shore captain to a Parrothead tailgate is on the DO NOT REPEAT list for a number of reasons as listed below and remarkably he is still alive, only because I didn't think I'd make bail in a foreign country:

1. he attended for the concert (Huey Lewis & The News) at 7 pm - not the day

2. we arrived at 11 am, he decided we were there 'too early, no one is walking around' and stated disappointedly "this is what you do?"

3. he had zero interest in visiting,  strode at least 20 feet ahead of me past the booths and returned to wait impatiently for me

4. he resisted all offers of food and drink (the exception one Land Shark beer which I insisted on) questioned if food was 'spiked'?

5. stated "this is all for people's own personal use" when I suggested a treat being offered 

6. he whined about the heat,  sighed frequently and wore a face as if doing funeral home visitation

7. walked away from karaoke, any music or conversations, refused to participate in any contests or games

8. pointed out "we've seen all this before" when I attempted to circulate and said "let's go" frequently

9. asked repeatedly what time it was and commented there was no food to buy (of course not - it's all being given away) 

10. complained about the concert seats (better than last years) and stated he should've brought binoculars

Inventive Booth

The Captain and Me - Not

Huey Lewis & The News were great and Jimmy Buffett was even better than last year - the crowd agreed. A few claps of thunder and streaks of lightening with only sprinkles as the concert ended early due to predicted weather. As we made our way out of the stadium and through the parking lot, the heavens opened up as if someone was dumping buckets of water over us and we were quickly soaked through to the skin. I phoned the cab driver who was on his way to our meeting spot at the gas bar and he appeared momentarily to rescue us. Great timing and wonderful to have someone local to make their way in such reduced visibility - took some folks hours to make it back to their hotels apparently. The shower and sleep of the exhausted were welcomed. Sunday breakfast the next morning included many parrot heads readying to move on to the next Buffett concert in the circuit. 

JFK Library

We caught the first commuter train of the day into south station in Boston, transferred on the T over to the World Trade Centre and dropped our knapsacks (not allowed at Fenway Park) at the hotel then back to the subway as we were on a tight schedule to meet the daughter ad son in law at the game and were only two stops from the ballpark when mister says "do you have the tickets?" which is a prank he frequently pulls when he has the object in question. Unfortunately in this case, he did not. Momentary panic while we regrouped, up to the street (which was barricaded for the Dominican parade) 

Bo Sox vs Mariners

and over to the Crown Plaza hotel to have the bellman hail us a cab. The cabbie (who was well tipped) drove us back to the hotel and then out to Fenway with time to spare. We had great seats on the third base line and it was Boston in August hot - pretzels, lemonade and ice cream bars helped (the game went to 12 innings so we sure got our moneys worth). The four of us travelled back on the T to the hotel, quick shower and off to supper at Del Friscos. Had a wonderful waiter, great meal and catch up with the kids. They were off early Monday morning for their commute home and we had a more restful day. Off on the subway/shuttle to JFK Museum in Dorchester - highly recommend it - until early afternoon. Enjoyed the hotel pool while we watched others enjoy the gym then a reservation for supper at Salvatores - great Italian restaurant on the waterfront which was as good as the Little Italy version. 

Tuesday saw us with an early start as we caught the shuttle to north station, grabbed a quick Dunkin Donuts breakfast and boarded the DownEaster for the return to Portland. Retrieved the truck and headed out to the coast of Maine touring Boothbay Harbour, Rockport etc. Enjoyed 

Folk Art

this folk art on the street in Camden, here on the right. We stopped outside of Bangor for supper at McLaughlins - a seafood take out - which was great! I had lobster quesadillas which I'll be recreating for sure. There were a really high maintenance senior couple ordering in front of us providing the entertainment "I'm on a diet - I just won't eat, go ahead make my day, I won't eat the fries" etc etc while his wife tortured the poor young waitress (who most surely is studying to be an elementary teacher with her patience) Finally found a room at the Comfort Inn near the I-95 and crashed for the night. Breakfast, on the road and up through Houlton border crossing without incident although the female customs officer was surprised I hadn't bought anything "I was with him" I explained. Although in fairness I'm a Frenchys gal when it comes to retail therapy. We stopped for lunch and a catch up visit with a former coworker now in NB and then on the road for the long commute. Home by 11 pm to find all was well with the house/pet sitter having left for work that day.

August has moved along and shortly we're looking at the end of summer. July was really cold and this past couple of weeks has been extremely warm and muggy. Humidity has been 100% and the floor wet as if a bucket of water was thrown on it. We began yesterday with a thunderstorm, bit of rain, fog and finally the sun broke through. It was so sticky I retrieved the fan (which I used for sleeping during the day while working nights - glad I was spared that at least) and the cats have been sitting in front of it. Must be really hot to have a fur coat you can't remove. The ground is quite dry and the duck pond is low, so we could use some rainfall. I mean if it's going to be sunless, we should at least receive some measurable precipitation. Makes the 8c in Sachs Harbour sound appealing….Today was one degree cooler and it does feel as if it might rain…. There were a number of weddings this weekend - melting I'm sure. As one of my nursing school classmates explained, her daughter went to Walmart for school supplies for the grandkids and she went along for the air conditioning. 

I had such an excursion as I got out of the way of the cleaning lady on Friday morning and scored large at Frenchys. Found capris, leggings, gym pants, six (count em six) pairs of new underwear and a new fleece pullover with the $70 tag on it for the old guy, blanket, book, softball and socks, Chatted with a mother of one of the babies I used to visit nine years ago when I worked Public Health. Ran errands, picked up groceries and was home to a sparkling house - what is not to like?

The shore captain had a busy day with several boats (including the boy Captain making his first halibut trip) to unload as one unexpected came in early due to ice melting - the water was warm and humidity made it worse. Had to hook up the reefer unit to chill the fish until the transport loads in the morning. Tomorrow is expected to be a repeat of the same. Will have to remember this in the winter when we are muttering about the cold. The electrician daughter has extended her stay in Cuba and is likely having comparable to Maritimes temperatures from the sounds. 

Must apply myself to the coursework - good bedtime sedative. 

Retiring? Not Me

As of July 11th, we now have half our children 'married off' and the other two are sorted out in that direction. The weekend went pretty well with beautiful weather and the whole family together in one spot - neither of which happens very often. Sunny outdoor vintage wedding  with even a 1959 Ford Galaxie to pose with, wonderful meal and lots of family to visit and chat with. The only slight bump in the road was….. the father of the bride. When the bride, maid of honour, bridesmaid and mother of the bride headed in to town to have hair and makeup done, he was left at home with strict instructions to arrive by 4:30 pm for photographs. At the appointed hour, I phoned his cell only to be told that he was a few minutes away and traffic was heavy. Oh really? When he stepped out of his vehicle, already late, it became apparent that he was not wearing his black suit, but a very tight brown pinstripe from years ago. "Where is your suit?" prompted the reply "I don't know, you must have not picked it up from the cleaners". That was easily countered with "I went back north after the cruise in September and I asked you last week to check on your suit". Spoiler alert - saying yup and not looking in your closet is not checking on the suit. At one point in the very warm evening, mister's aunt suggested that he remove his jacket and he disclosed that his belt wouldn't fit in the loops, his belly was twisted down over the pants and he might explode. On Monday, he arrived home with his black suit in a dry cleaners bag proudly announcing "look what I found?" Good thing the unretrieved clothes aren't given to homeless people!

The electrician daughter required current first aid/CPR so we arranged an informal course at the house on Monday. This included a fitness instructor/house painter friend of ours, another fitness instructor/esthetician who is almost a part of our family as a longterm buddy of the electrician plus her very cooperative four month old and  our teacher daughter. We shared a quick supper and made our way through the material by the end of the evening. Painless.  

The visit is always too short and so the electrician daughter was too soon off to the airport. We stopped to run some last minute errands, that is…. Walmart and Dollarama for the Cuban friends. A nice supper at the all you can eat sushi spot near the resident daughter and son-in-laws place and I only had to put one napkin full in my purse to escape the 'you didn't eat it all' charge. Home for the traveller to pack (never as much fun as distributing the goodies) and crawl into bed for a short night. Up and out the door before 5 am and the 20 minute run to the airport. A quick goodbye and I was on the highway and home by 8 am. 

Dog days of summer?

The next day as I was heading out to pick up a few groceries, I noticed the motorcycle ahead of me had an interesting
variation. My trusty dash cam showed a small white dog ? spitz in the backpack of the long haired greying driver. At one point the little guy looked over his shoulder as if to say "what are you looking at?" It is not unusual to see a dog sticking it's face out the window or even being transported in the back of a pickup but….a shoulder ride on a motorcycle? Rural living at its best. 

The life partner and I (having agreed to weekly dates when I'm home) took in a movie (matinee so no naps) and enjoyed Trainwreck. There were enough sports bits to keep himself occupied and a real cameo by Lebron James who even I recognized. The next evening four of us 'ladies' took in Magic Mike XXL and as expected enjoyed it thoroughly. The dancing was even better this time than first one. Ahhh.

We gifted the aging couch to the newlyweds and purchased a new one - first from a store in

35 years - and thankfully we have a good sized living room as the trend is to large furniture. I gave the shore captain a choice of two to choose from (no way to mess that up as long as I could live with either one) and he visited the furniture store, ordering it - this because with the chaise piece it is either right or left handed and we required (of course) due to access/egress issues the one they didn't have in stock. When the very pleasant delivery team arrived, they were also bearing a small rocker/recliner - NOT what I asked for! A quick call brought the announcement "they don't make any other kind of chairs now". Oh really? The negotiated agreement has been for him to take the door to the man cave off the hinges and install the chair there next to his. I have ordered a grey chair cover for the remaining 'real' chair in the living room. We did however, follow the maxim that it is important to purchase furniture the colour of your pets. The magic geranium phenomenon (you did read that story in elementary school didn't you? it's the one where the gift of a geranium set on a table makes it look shabby so it must be painted, then chairs etc etc) led to the removal of the yardsale coffee table and installation of antique trunk with a lexan sheet  as a top (if you have to ask what it costs you can't afford it but…perhaps I should have) so the redecorating continues. 

The prodigal son and his girlfriend have purchased their first own place outside of town, so renovations are ongoing. He has proven himself to be an acceptable carpenter, painter, plumber and electrician (much of it from working on boats). He is not known for his finish work though, so his father has been installing the kitchen cabinets. They are getting anxious to move in and the boy to get back out on the water. 

Have been continuing with my online course and enjoying the thought provoking material about sub Saharan Africa. I noted an interesting term was climate disruption instead of climate change and that is much more applicable isn't it? Change denotes a gradual shift and the environmental issues are anything but. The material is mostly video so uses up large amounts of data, which previously had not been of concern to me. Regarding the Eastlink cap I sent emails to the premier brought an auto reply, no response from our MLA and the neighbouring MLA stated that this corporation wasn't listening to anyone, even the premier. This after taking $20 million just five years ago to set up the Rural Broadband network. Of note, there will likely not be photo heavy future blog posts. My summer neighbour invited me over to eat cheesecake - yummy with fresh strawberries on top and we killed a bottle of wine. I was much more agreeable after that. We were invited out for supper and had a wonderful evening of food and conversation and so I got over myself. 

This weekend we are into some stateside trip planning for next month as the concert tickets for August 15th - Huey Lewis & the News are joining Jimmy Buffett so there will be preconcert tailgating + + Tickets for the Nova Star ferry across to Portland, the Amtrack Downeaster to Boston and then retrace the route of last year on the commuter trains to a hotel near the Xfinity Centre. The teacher daughter and son-in-law will be in Boston that weekend (after hiking in the white mountains of New Hampshire) to take in ball games so we will join them at Fenway for Sunday's Boston vs Seattle game. May extend our stay a bit to conduct some seafood business but….with our Canadian dollar at such a disadvantage….not sure on that. The only stipulation I made to the travel partner was to pack one of his Hawaiian shirts for the concert and a Red Sox t-shirt for the game - we will manage the week with a knapsack. To add to the vacation planning mode here is a link to grabbing good travel photos:

nomadicmatt.com/travel-blogs/perfect-travel-photograph

Invited out for a BBQ tonight, so a pre-entertainment La-z-boy nap is taking place for the shore captain who was up very early to see a boat off on its first fishing trip after a two month refit and then unload a few others. Vacations at work are causing him to be in several places at the same time so he is looking forward to his 'turn'.

Walked the dog before it got too warm (she tolled lots of ducks across their pond and a neighbour advised the guinea hen chicks had hatched - from 26 eggs but I was afraid to ask how many of them) and have read some in the book I've wanted to read for some time - Beauty Tips From Moose Jaw by Will Ferguson and it is an excellent read. Other than that, I can't claim I've been very useful today. Oh well….Am aiming to use up some coupons for for photo books before they expire so must get my act together - maybe tomorrow. 

I have surprised myself by discovering that I am not ready to retire. I had always thought I would retire early (hence the name of this blog) and most certainly would've if I'd been still employed in this province as it was no longer any fun, but this summer has taught me that I would go bonkers if I thought I wasn't ever going to work again. In fact having the summer off for the wedding/family visit and in anticipation of our Cuban friends being approved by the Canadian Embassy to visit us is stretching out ahead of me. They weren't approved and you can ask Stephen Harper why! I have conducted an informal poll and discovered that MANY different visitor visas from a myriad of countries have not been approved for visits. Appears it's easier to move than visit here. 

So for the self improvement project of the day I leave you with this link:

marcandangel.com/2014/03/26/3-questions-that-will-free-your-mind

Hungerlust and more

Yesterday I was on the road and listening, as per usual, to CBC radio when an intriguing piece came on Q. Here is the link:

cbc.ca/radio/q/schedule-for-wednesday-july-8-2015-1.3141455/mystery-package-service-brings-intrigue-to-your-doorstep-1.3142660

I was thinking that the writers, artists and creators had a dream job as the 'curator' was explaining it. He couldn't divulge 'those who he reported to or would be summarily fired' which gave me a flashback to Charlie's Angels. Sounded like a fun gig. 

I met up with my two oldest daughter's in Lunenburg and we had lunch at The Salt Shaker Deli. The food was as good as I remembered while we had a great catch up. It was especially good to see the oldest one (recent red seal electrician I might brag) as she had a bit of an adventure on her way to the airport out west and totalled her vehicle. Very lucky lady, with only minor injuries, although the hassles with 'the stuff' which can all be replaced, will live on when she returns. In the meantime the planning for a vintage wedding is in the works - think Patsy Cline, Elvis,  and doilies, the house has been craft centre central. I spent a recent afternoon adding a six layer crinoline to the tea length bridal gown - haven't lost my seamstress touch. After our lunch, the maid of honour and bridesmaid were running errands for the bride aka baby sister, as she and the future groom moved their furniture into the apartment they've located in the city. She will begin work on neurology at the QEII this month. 

We are into the final days of wedding preparations here as Saturday is the BIG day. The weather forecast is for warm and sunny, which is a good thing for an outdoor wedding. Will have a full house this weekend when the bridal party arrives in the morning, decorating the reception venue tomorrow afternoon, rehearsal and then BBQ tomorrow night. The father of the bride has not been very helpful, choosing to continue his routine as per usual. You know those photos which circulate online entitled "you had ONE job" featuring the handle inside of a cup, or mispainted highway lines? Well, mister is in the running for that honour. We are having a lunch/gift opening here at the house on Sunday afternoon where I have decided to serve chicken and lobster sandwiches as those are the reception meal choices and so should suit. I purchased and roasted the chicken last night and himself was to bring the lobsters today to be cooked and shelled this evening before the cleaning lady is here tomorrow - so guests don't feel as if they're being entertained in a lobster cannery. And….can you guess? He didn't. I do not feel even a teeny bit sorry for him having to cook them on the BBQ and shell them outdoors at some point over the weekend as he brought the entire scenario upon himself. 

The armchair traveller in me enjoys looking at travel websites, even if the destination is not on my bucket list (and there aren't too many places that fit that criteria) there is still something to learn. You've heard of wanderlust? Well, I found an article on hungerlust which is... food tours. Now THAT shows possibilities. Especially in a number of European venues. Mind you, a local writer did an article in Saltscapes about houseboats on the St. John River which sound like they'd be fun:

saltscapes.com/travels/1478-heaven-on-a-houseboat.html

So many vacations, so little time….

Have been doing some online shopping - made some canvas photos for the walls of the northern apartment. The Canada Post rural route driver who now realizes I am home, has taken to dropping off the large parcels which don't fit in the bin of the community mailbox. "Been shopping again?" he says with a grin at the front door. I also ordered some backpacks from Mountain Equipment Coop which the oldest daughter will transport to Cuba for a friend's daughters. While I was shopping I noticed a sports bra marked down from $50 to $35. It wasn't clear which colour was on sale so I ordered a blue one, which (after checkout) came up as $50. I called the customer help line and a young man  helped me with the celery/key lime item - which, it turns out is bright yellow. Even my helper had to admit that green was the colour which came to mind. For $15 I did not care what colour the thing was I assured him. 

I have started another online course from FutureLearn, this one called Africa: Sustainable Development for All. It is very interesting material, an eclectic global group of students and as usual free. The following table is an example of some of the information:

hdr.undp.org/en/content/table-1-human-development-index-and-its-components

Due to bandwidth issues I have not been doing courses in the north as they are very video heavy. Eastlink, our local internet provider here, has announced that at the beginning of next month they will be allowing 15 GB of data and charging in excess of that meaning we will not be able to watch Netflix etc. This after they used millions of provincial tax dollars to set up the rural broadband network just a few years ago.  I composed a snippy letter to the editor as the Minister of Business said the Liberal government was aware of the situation and business decisions have to be made - reminded me of a "let them eat cake" kind of message written by someone with fibreop. The premier called the situation "ridiculous" today in the paper, so is clearly he is slightly more politically aware. Regardless I have hustled and downloaded my list of movies for northern watching this fall before the end of the month. And I've been watching TED talks and YouTubes + + as well, like this:

ted.com/talks/ernesto_sirolli_want_to_help_someone_shut_up_and_listen?language=en

Subject of a story I wrote

A childhood friend (who is a great writer) and myself enjoyed a writing workshop recently at the Tatamagouche Centre with Deborah Carr (she wrote the biography of Mary

Lounge in the lodge

Majka a naturalist in NB and a wonderful read). The setting is glorious and it is a very relaxing way to spend the weekend. I thought I'd try my hand at some of the wonderful nature writing exercises we practiced, so from this week…..

This morning I experienced one of those never before, not likely to be repeated seconds long glimpses into perfection. As I straightened the vintage quilt (commissioned for my hope chest) on the bed, I heard a squawk and glanced out the bedroom window at the flawlessly still, reflective surface of the sheltered harbour we overlook. Two great blue herons gliding closely above the calm water surface with their  Icarus like wing tips spread just metres apart, led by long yellow bills, outstretched necks with head bump, elliptical smoky blue bodies and gangly knotted kite tail legs trailing behind reflected completely in the saltwater mirror. Three seconds of sheer beauty was my allowance as they disappeared behind the row of salt sprayed knobby spruce guarding the cobble shore. Ah, just a bit more….please. Stunning. 

Will have to apply those techniques to some northern writing in the fall. Had a quick message from my job share partner as she was enroute to Rankin Inlet - she does a contract somewhere else in between our job share rotations. Made me appreciate being off for the summer even more, if that's possible. 

And….just because we all just need to take a deep breath sometimes and have a good chuckle….toddler quotes:

fatherly.com/jim-gaffigan-quotes-about-kids-1223753010.html

The next post will be notification of wedding survival…...

Retirement almost……life is good

How to update a nursing blog when……I am not working? Gotta ease into it - that's why it's taken over three weeks to post. I have done a few (very few) nursing related tasks, some domestic chores and LOTS of relaxing. 

Shortly after the last posting I headed to the city and attended a sponsored immunization day with my Public Health buddy who kindly hosted my stay. We enjoyed a wonderful supper of Greek food with a former OHNANS colleague who had returned from a garden tour of China. And no, not rice paddies as the shore captain rudely asked. China hasn't been on my list and her reports of huge crowds, various inefficiencies and cultural misunderstandings didn't convince me to add it to the travel bucket list. Interesting but only likely if I won a trip. The immunization day was stacked with former coworkers from my public health days of nine years ago, as hard as it is to believe it's been that long. The speakers were top names in the immunization public sector and the venue and food were swishy as vaccine companies sponsored the event. One of the speakers who does a lot of global humanitarian work chatted with me in the buffet line after giving a talk about dealing with the anti vaxxers.  i was explaining to her my life partners 'perceived risk theory' where he drives while talking on the cell phone (not hands free) while speeding and only uses a seat belt because the pinging signal forced him to but……if he finds food in the fridge which is one day past the expiry date (or more accurately best before date which a company has created hoping to sell more product) he is alarmed, makes a big deal and chucks it in the garbage. Told her it was a good thing I was in charge of having the kids vaccinated. She giggled and said "interesting" in a way which led me to believe this vignette might end up in a future talk. As we filled our plates with an assortment of wonderful foods she said over her shoulder to me "when I was doing work in Africa last month a mother gave me her definition of rich when she said……being rich is being able to choose what to have for supper". Wonderful words. 

I attended my first aid / CPR instructor recertification at Universite Sainte Ann which was a frequent stop for meetings when I worked (15 years ago now) with the school board as well as the teacher daughter's alma mater. There was a large immersion group on site and apparently the global recruitment has resulted in at least half of the student body being international students now, many from former french colonies in Africa. Am able to teach until 2018 now. A few local courses for the fire departments,  the tweaking of the resume and a current CPR card for work were the main reasons for giving up a rainy day. 

The shore captain celebrated his 59th birthday so we had a few folks over for surf and turf (musk ox burgers and grilled lobsters) with cobb salad, garlic bread and chocolate cheesecake for dessert. Since we were feeding a chef amongst the group we had to try to impress - apparently we were successful. Good conversation, beverages and catching up. 

I had a physio appointment and decided to continue on in my travels so set up a road trip. Enjoyed a lovely lunch in Mahone Bay on the veranda of a cafe then enjoyed the sunny day as I took the scenic route along the coast which I haven't done for a while. In to the city to enjoy the backyard with Pete the grand dog who has benefitted greatly from obedience school. A nice evening of catching up with the kids followed. I walked Pete in the morning - about that poop scooping - not the first time I've held warm turds in my hand but have been paid to do so previously. Headed over to a childhood friends place for a visit with her and hubby and then she and I 'did lunch' at Ma Belles which is a lovely cafe/tearoom downtown. We toured Evergreen House (Helen Creighton the folklorist home) which is where her writers group meets and this was a a lovely way to end the afternoon. Took the kids out to Salvatores in the Hydrostones for pizza and there was quite a long wait (was worth it) while we watched a pop up truck across the street feed a long line of customers tacos. Lovely evening. 

Slept in, then headed out for Cape Breton to visit a friend from OH&S days. Stopped at Walmart and browsed the craft section as I stocked up for my fall rotation. Took a straight run along to CB island and didn't stop until the Farmers Daughter in Whycocomagh where I enjoyed a sandwich with a cup of tea and bought some muffins for my friend - ate two before I got back into the car - this update didn't surprise her. Had a wonderful weekend of visiting and entertainment - top notch B&B, I give it five stars. Wonderful catch up on the education system and it's frantic end of school silly season. We did some research for our planned Rocky Mountaineer trip in BC when she retires next year. We could add a trip to Seattle or a west coast cruise - all sorts of

Governors artwork

possibilities. Great supper, breakfast out at Flavours (yummy breakfast wrap) shopping downtown, a ceilidh at Governors with great fiddle music and snacks followed by a stroll on the boardwalk before supper. Sunday was a chance to sleep in and a late breakfast. A cruise ship was in town so we browsed the craft sale and then headed over to the former Holy Angels girls school for author's readings. Stephanie Domet from CBC radio, Lesey Crewe (who is hysterical) and several others I didn't recognize read ad there was a panel discussion. Tea and oatcakes (of course) with the book signings. What a wonderful way to pass a rainy afternoon. Caused us to make plans

attend the Cape Breton Writers Festival the first weekend in October. It's held at St Anns College just before the Celtic Colours festival. Wished we lived closer, a brief goodbye and then I settled in to the car a little after 5 pm and with only a quick stop in St. Peters at Tim Hortons, I drove straight through, arriving home before midnight. Had considered staying over but….my friend had to go towork on Monday and I didn't want to rub it in that I didn't.

Did a consult for a friend who is studying - supposedly challenging the Continuing Care Assistant course but I'll put my money on that the material is stolen from a Bachelor of Nursing program. I can't believe the hoops she is being required to jump through - likely to justify the fees they've charged. She will have her PhD at least when she finishes. We had a nice visit and collaborated with the friend (student's fitness instructor) who has painted the interior of our house. It looks wonderful! With the upcoming family wedding we will be having an increase in guests and it has been nine years since it was originally painted. The crack filling was the main project and it all looks marvellous. 

Supper!

We celebrated our 38th wedding anniversary in low key style with halibut cheeks for supper and a bottle of wine left by friends from supper. We did however, opt to take a matinee (older folks go for that time of day) and thoroughly enjoyed the movie Spy. A parody on 007 films with the chubby, irreverent Melissa McCarthy (Jude Law, Miranda Hart of Call the Midwife and Jason Stratham of Snatch fame) could not go wrong on a rainy Saturday afternoon. On Sunday we were treated to supper at our chef friends and it was splendid! He served us parsnip, apple and garlic soup then bacon wrapped pork tenderloins, potatoes, asparagus and carrots and chocolate drizzled cheesecake. Ahhhhh he hasn't lost his touch.

A former coworker accompanied me to my appointment to have the ligaments in my back injected by the rhuematologist which is just about as much fun as it sounds. We made the best of the day as we left early, had a nice lunch at The Salt Shaker Deli and shopped the historic streets of Lunenburg. I took the advice of my colleague and only purchased the shells, starfish and sand dollars at the craft store and bought magnets at the dollar store to hot glue on for ornaments. "You always used to be crafty - you can do that" she encouraged. And at 1/2 the cost I did! We stopped at DQ and discovered that Orange Julius are available there now, so a perfect ending to the day. 

A rather involved project this week was to apply to Operation Smile. This is the organization that provides cleft palate and lip repair as well as plastic surgery for burns globally. Locating, scanning and uploading various certificates took on a life of its own. I am hoping the credentialing committee won't look too closely at my misspelled diploma of tropical nursing. The first arrived with my surname missing the C and then the replacement copy (as the original transcript wasn't stamped with the LSTM initials) was misspelled the same way. I am awaiting another copy - hopefully third times a charm. And this is six months later, there has been another class since we finished. As I keep stating….their only efficiency was taking the payment. I am hoping to convince the credentialing committee that I have enough paediatric experience to do the pre and post op position on a mission. With various vacation commitments (all eagerly anticipated) I will be free by next April from the looks. A LSTM classmate asked where I'd like to go and the reply was………anywhere. I discovered a website about 'how to backpack' proving there is a how-to guide for everything:

bemusedbackpacker.com

Stoney Island Beach

The weather has been a bit unsettled this week but I managed to get in a short beach visit with my buddy and an acquaintance home from NWT who cooks at a spot along the Dempster Highway. We had to hide in the dunes for shelter from the cool winds but it was a glorious day in the lee. More of those need to happen. 

And this drizzly morning I excavated my bedroom closet - donating clothes, discarding papers, locating some artwork for the walls of the northern abode and organizing my wardrobe. As I'm such a transient person there isn't the usual ritual of storing / retrieving seasonal clothing as my schedule doesn't always correlate with the weather. I sorted my clothes for warm / cold / vacation / missions and am actually able to walk in the walk in closet now. Each inclement day I'm attempting a small project - more manageable in chunks. 

Other than blogging, I haven't been doing much writing but…I read an article in the newspaper about a creative writing website online which gives you three random words, 15 minutes which countdown on a timer and you write a story. It must contain all three words or will not qualify and whatever is written will be posted when the timer ends. Here's the link:

crevoke.ca

It was fun. It's a digital version of writing exercises you'd do in writing group or creative writing class. The aim is for free flow writing which increases creativity. 

Happiness is…..a clothesline

The end of a long weekend is a good time to post as I've been home a week already - spent last weekend travelling and this one was a more tranquil affair. The time slips away and that leaves just 22 weeks remaining. Yep, you read that correctly - unemployed until October and loving it! I had forgotten how much I look forward the spring perennials here as it's been a couple of years since I enjoyed them in person. The forsythia and flowering crab are in bloom, the daffodils lungwort and hyacinth are lovely and the herbs are perking up. Those who mow grass are at it already. So to update….

Accessibility…...

As I made my way out of Sachs Harbour (did I mention I hate cleaning?) with the Dr (who is the age of my children) after her clinic and to the airport I discovered that one of the employees had his four month old son with him sitting in his bucket chair. The baby wiggled, smiled and cooed at the passengers arriving for the 3:30 pm flight and made the rounds of various arms. Ahhh to live in a community that loves you. Someone joked he was earning his keep as the security guard. The Aklak Air boss told me there had been wolf sitings earlier near the airport but they were likely waiting for things to quiet down so no sign of them now. My job share partner arrived and we caught up on the news a bit before she had to grab her food and head in to the apartment. It was a full plane and I took the advice of more frequent fliers to not sit in the front (too hot) or the back (too cold) with the middle being (just like Goldilocks) the most comfortable, put my earplugs in

Polargrizz in Ulu Airport

and 'enjoyed' the 45 minute flight to Uluhuktuk (Holman Island) where we flew east before flying west to Inuvik. The newish airport in Uluhuktuk sported a stuffed polargrizz, the combo of polar and grizzly bear shown here which reminds me of a Himalayan cat. Uluhuktuk is a beautiful community of approximately 400 Inuit tucked in beside snow covered mountains. At the station stop we watched a crowd of men carry a frail patient and her wheelchair onto the plane as we waited - nothing is automated in the north - then we climbed up the steep ladder and secured ourselves in the small seats again. I overnighted at the Nova Inn in Inuvik which is a basic hotel with a

hunting lodge theme in the lobby and gas fireplaces in each room - very warm (almost tropical) compared to Sachs Harbour so no need of additional heating in May. Time to catch up on email, eat snacks I brought with me and call them supper. No eateries close and coworkers tales of inedible $40 pizzas ran through my head. Pulled the blinds against the midnight sun and crashed. 

The morning didn't make Inuvik any prettier. It's a muddy, scruffy northern town trying to be a

Inuvik

city. I availed myself of the breakfast buffet which offered three, count em three choices in sugar sweetened cereal plus other carbs to fuel my exploring. Headed up the hill past the IRH (Inuvik Regional Hospital) and on towards the

Inuvik Regional Hospital

commercial district. Drunken girls in front of the Northmart, crowd of male loiterers in front of the drugstore and an assortment of dusty trucks parked everywhere. A more attractive structure was the round church, which was in need of some paint but rather unique.  I meandered as far as the

Our Lady of Victory

Inuvialuit Centre to buy t-shirts for two of my offspring who work in jobs where it's not a problem to wear a shirt which reads Tuk U and Tuktoyuktuk University below in smaller letters. I stopped at the Rexall drugstore (which most certainly sounds larger on the phone) and explored very pricey gift shops. Back to retrieve my frozen muskox meat from the hotel freezer and wait for a cab. After a 'reminder' call a Sudanese cabbie appeared and entertained me on the commute to the airport. An efficient check in at First Air and wait with a swim team flying out to Yellowknife for competition. We were entertained by a little guy with a remote controlled skidoo - didn't even know there was such a thing. An uneventful travel day through Norman Wells, Yellowknife and in to Edmonton by 7 pm. 

Met by the electrician daughter and we settled in and enjoyed some beverages and a snack. The next day found us having breakfast at Cora's and then shopping - it wasn't too painful considering we're both into Frenchy's more than regular retail. I managed to find three dresses, David's teas and some duct tape for my action packers at the $ store - a productive afternoon. Grocery stop and we headed over to our Cuban friend's place to overnight. A very pleasant visit, BBQ for supper and sound sleep. Morning found us at Cora's again for a mothers day brunch then a sit in the sunny backyard before heading to the airport. A quick goodbye and through security and into the departure lounge. On to the flight and although I was seated in the window (aka sleeping) seat the non English speaking East Indian lady in the middle seat who took up all of her seat and most of mine with her elbows, woke me not once but twice when the refreshment trolley came by, astounded that I didn't want anything. I discovered I didn't have my camera. Dang, must've left it at TSA screening. A stop at the gate for the phone number of the Edmonton airport lost and found and it was quickly located, gave my credit card (no, I didn't even ask what it cost) and Purolator was selected - camera was delivered into my hands 72 hours later. Now that is customer service!  After rushing to the (relocated) gate I discovered we were into a lengthy delay, attributed to thunder and lightening in central Canada (better union the cabbie in Halifax said, we work in that stuff out here). Lots of folks returning from warm vacations discussing DR, Mexico, Florida etc. For myself….what's an additional couple of hours when you've been travelling for almost four days? I had a nice conversation with a mental health nurse who I was actively trying to recruit for northern work - travelling is all about those you meet along the way isn't it? An uneventful flight, landing, retrieval of luggage, cab and car pickup. Middle of the night drive home was solitary and the only (live) wildlife siting was a deer and then tame ducks within 5 km of the house. Home in time to find the shore captain readying for work and I crashed into my OWN bed. Apparently I slept soundly (and too long) as when I awoke at 3 pm I found the painter having worked all day without my noticing. Good training from all those previous night shifts. Was wandering the house at 3 am of course as you can only sleep a certain amount of hours in 24. It takes the predicted three days (1 hr/time zone) to realign myself in my eastward travels. 

Discovered the neighbour's elderly lab (which had habitually chased us if I attempted to walk to the east) had crossed the rainbow bridge so the weekday routine now includes a 3km walk to the community mailbox - serving two purposes. Mind you the poor dog was nervous and looked over her shoulder in both directions for attackers the first couple of days. Better option than her trying to retrieve the tame ducks from a neighbours pond - she is a NS duck tolling retriever but….not live ones - in the other direction. She's still pretty spry at age 15 if you show her the leash. 

As I caught up on my sleep and did a reconnaissance of the house I discovered that yes, the clothesline pole was installed  - not tight enough to hang anything of any weight of length as it stretched and no way to reach the line to pin anything on - so I dragged the platform across the yard and strategically arranged my laundry on the line. Requires more pins as there is an active breeze in that part of the yard. Ahhh the only housework I enjoy - laundry on the line.  I also discovered that several plants had succumbed in my absence. Memo to self 'drought resistant plants required for 8 wk rotations' although the life partner insisted he had faithfully watered the plants. An ivy - do you know how difficult it is to kill one of those if you want to? The painter / landscape designer called mister on it, especially as he suggested that the gyproc dust had contributed to the demise. An intense discussion ensued where I directed that gyproc filling, painting and housecleaning - three tasks NOT on the shore captains' list - if done by others were to be tolerated without whining, especially as he had made footprints throughout - the reason I pay the cleaner extra while I am away. A bit of painting remaining but that is tolerable, just glad I escaped the dust! Apparently there were multiple opinions that mister was 'living like a bachelor' as the counters were stacked high and the laundry basket still contained my clothes from two months ago. Why do we have cupboards and bureaus? The trade off of meals, housework and errands with my return is a fair one for a clothesline. 

We spent some time Sunday afternoon organizing parts of our South American journey for January. The two week cruise was already booked but there was the issue of the Argentine visa - which turned into quite a project between the Spanish, extensive documentation required and a cumbersome online program but of course in the end our money was transferred and we printed two receipts to allow us entry. Glad to be spending some extra days there as the $92 US each would be a bit steep for a couple of port calls. The complexity explains why the email was archived for my return. We used Avion points for airfare and it was very painless to only spend $382 return for both of us vs $7500 to fly Halifax- Philadelphia- Miami- Chile and reverse from Buenos Aires home. Locations have various taxes and fees so it was the discovery that the Martimes to South America is a good deal which began the cruise sale search. Online booking was painless and two one way routes weren't a problem. We bought airfare for Buenos Aires to Mar del Plata return to visit a friend for a week for a for about 1/3 of what a one hr. flight in Canada would cost. She has come to Canada twice to visit but now is married with two children so not as mobile. So only a hotel in Valparaiso, Chile for two nights (will plan to take the bus from Santiago) pre cruise and the Mar del Plata accommodations post cruise to decide. Looking at some of the scenery and temperatures is reminiscent of the Norway cruise - packing a lot of exploring into this one too. Speaking of travel photos I am including this link:

independenttraveler.com/travel-tips/travelers-ed/19-tips-for-better-travel-photos

Planning a trip to Halifax to attend an immunization workshop so shall run some errands along the way and reconnect with my tropical nursing course buddy. Not that we've received our diplomas yet - good thing that it wasn't important to me - they're finishing up another class now actually. The greatest LSTM efficiency was related to processing the tuition fee now that I think about it. Friday I have an instructor recert which will be a day trip and next week and appointment which I am planning to continue on from and visit in the city, eventually reaching Cape Breton. The shore captain is (as usual) keeping long hours with the final weeks of the lobster season so won't notice I'm gone. 

The last word of the day is for Anthony Bourdain:

airows.com/travel/23-brilliant-life-lessons-from-anthony-bourdain

White Fox Jamboree

Health Centre on right 

Into the countdown now and the routine of cleaning a little bit then rewarding myself with something more fun is in full swing because……I leave on Thursday! Mind you, it's late in the day when I depart so I get to work for at least the morning and it's the first of three travel days but…I am headed home and to my non working lifestyle for almost six months. So some dusting, scrubbing and storing are a small price to pay. Especially as I'm able to leave my clothes in the closet and bureau and food (what remains) in the cupboard to await my return. Yes, this apartment is spacious enough for two of us to share alternately without disturbing each others things. The time has gone very quickly (despite this being a quiet gig) and it seems like last week, not eight weeks ago the job share partner and myself were switching at the airport. 

In my review of manuals for orientation requirements I came across one with the region

demographics and infrastructure. I'm including a map of the various first nations areas of Northwest Territories which as you can see here on the left is complex. Also a larger non native presence in this territory than Nunavut. I was surprised to learn that the 4000 x 100 ft. gravel airstrip had been built in 1955/56. Many communities in Labrador were still using planes with pontoons and skis in the late 70s when we flew up and down the coast. I got a better grasp of the geography of the area and history here as well.  And of course when thinking of flying over the high arctic in a small plane, the question of air safety is sometimes raised so I offer this article:

independenttraveler.com/travel-tips/travelers-ed/how-safe-is-air-travel

Flying through Edmonton, both Nunavut and NWT government employees are booked at the Royal Executive Inn which is a basic if worn hotel with an airport shuttle and a restaurant. The shuttle necessitates dragging of luggage to the stop, a wait, at least one phone call to summon the van, a tip to the driver who is a great sherpa and then dragging of bags to the room with a repeat in the morning. The morning is a circus with at least a 60 min. head start required due to the need to retrieve bags, a waiting line and heaving of luggage on and off the shuttle. All in the early morning hours which are not my favourite time of day to begin with. The Dr. when over for clinic, mentioned casually that GNWT booked him in to the new Radisson at the Edmonton Airport when he travelled for locums. I am sure that someone of a more lowly job status has made it their cause to seek the same accommodation because the boss told me on Friday that we are able to stay there but have to pay the difference in rates between the two hotels. The fee will be subtracted from our travel claim as in 'money you haven't seen anyway so won't miss' which is relatively painless. What is convenience worth you ask? I was astounded to find that the cost was only $33/night more at a new hotel, onsite at the airport, pool, steam room, free wifi and parking. Obviously I sent an email to the travel clerk to request this perk. Will do reconnaissance to see if they can accommodate an action packer in their walk in cooler, and if so will utilize them for my trips in as well. Looking forward to spending the weekend with the electrician daughter as we do the work financed hotel on Friday night and a visit with a Cuban friend and his missus on Saturday before I fly out Sunday afternoon. 

Jamboree Games

As this has been the weekend for the White Fox Jamboree, it has been a full social calendar. On Thursday night I made potato salad for the community feast as requested and the ingredients were supplied. I was dismayed to find no peas/carrots in the box of potatoes, mayo and eggs. Everyone I quizzed about their recipe for potato salad (and remember they

Community Feast

were all central to western Canadians originally) didn't use anything but potatoes and eggs, maybe celery. I was astounded and hoofed it over to the COOP after work to pick up a can. The manager is from NB and lived in Yarmouth for decades and he did not disappoint as there was one can of peas and carrots. Talk about your cultural immersion! There were games on the shore on Friday afternoon (egg and spoon races etc) with burgers and hotdogs being cooked in the canteen - no one but me seemed to be aware of the cold wind. 

The evening feast was a grand meal which was like a pot luck supper in any community. The only traditional food was musk ox meatballs which our clerk made - delicious. I am used to Nunavut feasts being a more rowdy affair with traditional foods. A nice chance to socialize over a great meal however. After supper the games continued with nail pounding (no Inuit games here) and as I was on call I got to glue one of the participants thumb back together and give him a tetanus booster. No further excitement than that. Here a Jamboree doesn't include alcohol or the shenanigans it brings. 

This morning there was a community breakfast sponsored by BP (positive marketing to the Beaufort Sea area) so I ambled over to the school for 10 am and had a lovely cooked meal. Not a large crowd but likely about 25 fed.  During the day there have been various games ongoing and tonight a bingo game which the boss attempted to convince me to attend stating it was "fun". It would have been rude to say that bingo and fun don't go together in the same sentence in my mind so I graciously declined. I am holding out for the jigging contest which is tomorrow at 5 pm. Tomorrow morning the health centre staff are cooking a community breakfast so I'll be a bit more involved. I tried to lobby the boss for making real pancakes and she insisted on pancake mix, I explained they are not much more work and I'd make them all myself but she decreed that there weren't adequate eggs at the store to make enough. sigh. I am taking real pancake ingredients and feeding the clerk and myself as we were outvoted. 

So a run to the finish and home to spring of ticks and mud. Here the brown is just starting to emerge, lots of snow and skidoos on the go. I noticed there is open water in the ocean which is new to me at this time of year, but the NW Passage is slower to open than out here in the Beaufort Sea. The hunters are awaiting the return of the ducks and geese and there is 'darkness' if that's what you call dusk between midnight and 4 am. Will be odd to not wear sunglasses at 11 pm. I have my permit to export muskox applied for - wouldn't do to get busted for that while I'm still on probation. Next posting is likely from about 7000 south and east of here.