Poked and Prodded

I had an appointment with a doctor this morning, which explained the lack of links for today. I needed to get a medical exam for immigration purpose. It was pretty painless, but I was so nervous that the doctor had to make a comment about how my heart was pounding so hard after he was done examining everything, including my breasts for lumps (yes, a breast exam by a male doctor). The doctor didn’t find anything wrong, which was great. One chest x-ray and three vials of blood later, the whole thing was done. Phew. It’s so nice not to have to worry about it anymore.
I’ll post some links for you tomorrow as per usual. But now, I should probably put together my Christmas list since the deadline set by Troy’s mom is this weekend. The only problem is, I don’t really know what I want (except for a digital SLR camera, but it is out of question, heh). Oh well. I’ll come up with something.


Yesterday was the half-anniversary of our wedding, and guess who forgot all about it? Not Troy. Yeah, I know. I’m a bad wife. I’m supposed to be better at remembering dates. Bad, bad Firda! I didn’t realise it was our half-anniversary until Troy got home from work with a present. It was some lovely, lucky bamboos. I’ll post a picture of it later since all my camera batteries need recharging right now.
Anyway, I must be the luckiest woman on earth because I’m married to the most wonderful man in the world who loves me just the way I am. And I could very well be one of the most difficult women in the world. Yes, I am indeed very lucky. Love you, babe! :)

Thrift Store Junkies

F: If we had a daughter, would you name her Sally Ann after Salvation Army, or Vivi after Value Village, or Goodwill after, well, Goodwill?
T: No, unless you want to. Though I kind of like Goodwill after Goodwill.
F: Yeah, and then her nickname would be Goodie and middle name would be Two-Shoes.
T: And she would hate her parents.

Morning Snowsquall

So we got a snowsquall this morning. It was fun watching it behind the window at home where it is always summer, thanks to our overly-hardworking heater. But I doubt it is any fun for anyone who has to be out and about in the middle of it. Troy told me in an email that “people are having a tonne of fun driving in and around Toronto” with over 300 accidents this morning. I’d been worried about Troy’s well-being since he had to drive to work in such a crappy weather so I was glad to hear that he got to work in one piece even though he couldn’t drive faster than 60km/hour.
Anyway, if you don’t get snow where you live or if you just want to see a snowsquall, Canadian style, I’ve made a short video of it that you can download (.MOV file, 3.58MB) and watch if you like. If I knew how to edit videos, I would put a note in the last frame that says “Wish you were here!” Heh.

The Maple Tree

The Maple Tree
Yes, the maple tree in front of our apartment did eventually change colours. The leaves were brilliantly yellow for a couple of weeks. In the morning, when the sun was in the right angle, our apartment would be bathed in yellow light. It was beautiful.
Right now, the tree is pretty much bare. Yet the black squirrel who claimed the tree as his territory can still be seen there, jumping around, going up and down.
It was flurrying when I took the picture on the right. Unfortunately, the Polaroid camera couldn’t capture it.
Flurries are pretty. It makes you feel as if you could see the wind.

The Wayback Machine

That’s my dad, my older brother, and me. I think this photo was taken in 1973 when I was only several months old. I still wear that pissy look every now and then.

Okay, so I always wear that pissy look. It didn’t take me very long to lose all faith in humanity. I still remember the dress my mum wears in this photo. It was very colourful. I even still remember the way she smelt.

That’s my parents on their honeymoon in 1971. Doesn’t my mum look pretty? I wish I was half as pretty as she was. I miss her so much.