A picnic in a mountain Park.
it has been a long week. Mistaya has been home all week with the flu. However, she seems nearly cured except for a cough today. And now I have the bug in my lungs–no fever, just a bronchitis. I don’t know how I will sit through an entire day of class tomorrow. I may nip out at lunch if I feel yuck.
I attended UBC awards ceremony yesterday. Peter won a teaching award–top 10% ranked teachers by the students. I enjoyed it as there were free drinks, appies and the odd interesting soul to chat with. I also talked to my Prof and managed to charm him into thinking my paper idea was brilliant–comparing eight picture books (one of my own) for common themes, and how the art work compliments or distracts from story. All of the books are brilliant and so is the art work. I guess I should have chosen some books I could have torn apart more, however, I do mention some other books as “bad” examples, even they are not a part of my intimate 8. A few new favorites of mine, that I didn’t read as a child and discovered now: “A Hundred Dresses” and “The Velveteen Rabbit”–brilliantly written.
So, I have re-written “A Pug Named Pru” this morning. I had not looked at that manuscript in about 5 years. I believe it is better for my rewrite. All I can say is that even though my latest paper assignment has caused me a lot of grief and confusion, at least I found the time to write fiction again. I do love it. The morning flew by and I was surprised it was already past noon and I had to run and pick up the Pip.
Today is blah–I usually do not allow myself to have a blah day. But because I have bronchitis in my lungs, I did not work out. And I probably will not do much this evening. However, I get bored and then depressed if I don’t get out. So, what shall I do to brighten my own day yet not tire me out? Some ideas: take kids to park, coffee out, rent another movie. I saw Wendy and Lucy last night–well done.
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