eyeing the finish line
Sorry. Let me be abundantly Canadian and apologize for not posting much recently. I just haven’t had the energy. Can we agree to blame it on me running a cabin fever? It’s late in a nasty little month that has already claimed Philip Seymour Hoffman, Pete Seeger and Harold Ramis. Yet we still have four days to go.
The last week of February grievously tests my mental health. I’m typically scraping bottom until March 1st, which is the first day of spring in my microcosm. That was fairly easy to believe that when I was living in the Mediterranean climate of the Bay Area. Here, not so much. There’s a foot of snow outside and the temperature has been squatting on zero C. for two days.
To complicate matters, I’m quarantined in said cabin because I have to wait from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. for a telephone repairperson. I’ve had one quick dash out to liberate the chickens and grab some firewood. The S.A.D. lamp blazes away as I check in with you.
There has been plenty to cheer about this winter, much of it from events I have no control over. Isn’t that always the way? The neighbourhood is still all aflutter over Canada’s perfect performance in Olympic hockey. Jude and I have been able to watch every KU basketball game this season because freshman sensation Andrew Wiggins is from Ontario. Last night the Jayhawks looked very much like a Final Four team as they beat the talented Oklahoma Sooners. Plus, NBC’s Community is back and funnier.
There’s also good news in that which I can influence. We met last week with the folks who are going to log our property. They will start building the roads as soon as the snow melts down. The money we make from this should allow us to pay off our mortgage and hugely reduce the number of days Jude has to commute and work, period.
The play I’ve written — a parody of The Sound of Music — will be produced, but not this year. I’ve discovered that to secure the talent I wanted for the best possible production, I needed to book them well in advance. So it won’t happen until January, ’15. Watch this space.
You know what? I feel better. Thank you for understanding. I’ll be back all cheery in March. Just 85.5 hours to go.
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Listen to Merle Haggard’s “if we make it through December”
I just did. It was nice of Merle to remind us that we’ve already gotten through “the coldest time of the year”. Thank you for the recommendation and the pick-me-up.
And sad further that Harold Ramis will now not be available for a role. I understand why you have to wait til Jan ’15 to open.
If you can be positive about a March first date in Canada it seems I should be able to at least do likewise here in NY although we only reduced our three plus feet of snow down to a foot and a half or two over the recent warmer weekend. I suspect my winter will linger longer than I am able to talk myself into agreeing to. Doesn’t mean I don’t have to go along with it obviously…
The loss of Mr. Ramis is not improving my sense of humor about this winter one bit. I may have to review all of his films to bring myself back to a reasonable position on all fronts. Not having new material is not going to make future winters easy
I just read on CNN that, polar vortexes aside, the East Coast had a milder winter than usual. Was that the case in your area? And, what was your favourite Ramis role? I liked his small part in Knocked Up.