Tuesday Tales

I had intended to write a "Monday Mish-Mash," but didn't get to it yesterday, so "Tuesday Tales" it is. 

Derry's glucose numbers have, so far, remained in the low/normal range. His third sensor will be finished on Thursday at noon, but I'm going to wait a week or so before taking him back to have the old one removed and (possibly) a new one put on. The Orijen Fit and Trim dry, which is low carb (16% - 17%) has ingredients that cause his SIBO/IBD to flare-up (like pea fibre, etc.), so I'm trying to increase the Hill's z/d dry and decrease the Orijen. He seems fine with the canned that he eats (Weruva, a bit of Orijen). He really doesn't like Hill's, though, so I sprinkle a bit of FortiFlora on it to make it a bit more palatable.

It's a balancing act, especially as he's so picky (read spoiled)!

Evening sky a few nights ago.

Our "summer in November" came to an abrupt halt; we had wet snow on Sunday. Given that the Weather Network had forecast rain, the snow was a bit of a shock to many. It didn't stick around long, but I know it's coming. Given what many folks in western provinces have been dealing with, we have nothing to complain about!

Fuzzy snaps of the lunar eclipse, below,

which I was lucky to (accidentally) catch. 

Let's see, what else...

Friday November 4th was the 5th anniversary of my step-dad's (Harry) passing. Mom's younger sister, who now lives with Mom, took her out to the cemetery where he's interred with two of his children, the first time she had been there on that particular anniversary. Below is an old pic from March 2009, taken on Harry's birthday.

Then Saturday the 5th was the 15th anniversary of my paternal grandmother's passing. I have fond memories of her when I was a child, but I had very, very little contact with her after my parents divorced when I was 16 and I chose to live with my mother (and what 16 year old girl wouldn't). Below is an old pic of Grandma, probably from the 1970s (not sure). It looks like it was taken at their house out in Lac Long, a house I wish had remained in the family. (Unfortunately, with such a small, globally-scattered family, it wasn't feasible to keep and maintain it after Grandma moved out west to be closer to my dad.)

There's not much else to relate. I'm already counting down the working days remaining until our Christmas break: 28, not counting today.

Below, the park across the street from our
large shopping centre, snapped on the 5th.

Oh, I learned a valuable lesson on Sunday: Do NOT take the 6:45 AM bus up to Walmart, because when you get to the transfer point, at least 18 young Walmart employees will crowd the bus, unmasked (I remain masked in public places, especially public transit), on the way to start their shifts. And when you get to Walmart, you will find the aisles crowded with staff restocking the shelves, making it difficult to maneuver to your cart and reach what you want. (I guess restocking at night would be too logical!) So the take-away is to wait a half hour and go at 7:15!

Below: Some kitty has rediscovered the little cat tree, and yes, I have a new-to-me 4-foot tree up (in the background), though not fully decorated yet.

I hope everyone is doing well and/or hanging in/hanging on. Last week was "Thrive Week" at the university (focus on mental health and well-being) and I listened to the keynote speaker (virtually), a happiness researcher. My one take-away was to create "little bursts of happiness" through the day, which, over time, add up to an increased sense of overall happiness and well-being. So I wish you many little bursts of happiness throughout your days.

Peace.