I’m spending Mon., Feb. 10, BC Family Day, quietly at
home. I did my civic duty and
shoveled the walk in front of the house just before lunch. I almost could have swept it, but it
felt good to be outside, so I shoveled and did the bit in front of my
neighbor’s too. She works a night
shift and consequently doesn’t get the kick out of going outside in the middle
of the day to shovel that I do. As
for family, I had a good talk with Jay for about an hour at 6am. I had awakened at around 4:30 and not
been able to get back to sleep and I can’t have any caffeine, not even herbal
tea for the next 4 days leading up to and including the stress test, so I
needed a kick, but as I have skied every day for the last 4 days I didn’t want
anything more than a bit of light shoveling to keep me awake. Even with that, I had a nap after
lunch.
I went to a movie, ‘The Book Thief’, last evening with a
couple of friends. It’s a
plain but affecting film about people in a small German town just before and
during WW2. It’s based on a book
written by an Australian, Markus Zusak.
I enjoyed it more than I thought I would since I knew beforehand that it
was going to be narrated by the Angel of Death and that some of the horrifying
events the people endure involve the Allied bombing of their town. Dad was a navigator in Bomber Command,
and although I know what that involved, I don’t often come so close to feeling
the fact that the Allies weren’t always the good guys.
On a brighter note, ‘What about the Canadians in
Sochi?’ We have 8 medals already,
3 of them gold. Jay and I talked
about the games this morning. He’s
mostly aware of the bad news about the Olympics that he picks up on his main
source, his smart phone. I, on the
other hand, am watching nothing but CBC monopoly propaganda, so I’m getting a
more positive spin. Before the
games, they did cover a lot of the intolerance of the GLBT community in Russia,
the poorly compensated displaced citizens of Sochi, the graft and corruption
that led to the massive overspending, the glorification of Putin, the fact that
much of the infrastructure and many of the buildings are not even yet complete
and the terrorist threats that shrouded everything, but now it’s all about the
competition, except for the odd allusion to the predictable scandals concerning
the judging of figure skating. The
French media (famous for eschewing rumor), started a story about the US and
Russian (BFFL) judges getting together to keep the Canadians out of some
medals. I hope that that is
the least of Patrick Chan’s worries at the moment.
This is the miracle baby I wrote about in the last blog
And this is his great step-aunt skiing
Another scene from Silver Star. Skiing on a cold bright morning with the Monashee Mountains ahead.
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