Stanley Park, Vancouver, BC

Mist and Pip at Stanley park last weekend. Tabs was feeling a little under the weather so she rested in the van with her dad.
Tabs advanced in track to the division meet in long jump. So she will take tuesday off next week to attend the track meet. She’s quite a little jock. She’s tiny but powerful.

First, a heart felt condolence for the loss of my sister Catherine’s dear dog Patrick–who died tragically yesterday. A dear little dog.

I had the worst dreams last night: frustration and being ignored, collapsing lifestyle and major unhappiness were the main themes. No doubt from yesterday’s horrible time. I spent all day on the computer–wrote up 7 pages of forms–long paragraph style answers, all details about my research. Only to find out I’d done it on sandbox instead of rise and it was all mysteriously erased. I am so beyond mad, frustrated, unhappy. This ethics process has stalled me and lost me so many days, hours–the site is horrible, confusing and pathetically designed and no one offers any guidance–now, someone has access to all the nitty gritty details of my “ground breaking” research. F!

Gotta run a busy, busy day! And I can finally confess (as she is at school and won’t read this until after the fact): Misty is getting a surprise award today at her school’s award ceremony. Peter and I are to come to the auditorium at 1 pm today to view her getting the award–I don’t even know what it is for–it is all hush, hush.