August 1st, 2021

Dresden: Harry magicking

Hello, Sports Fans!

Ahoy-hoy! How are you all doing today? Are you watching the Olympics? Because we are. All the time. The Bard Family household is 24/7 Olympics every two years, and I love it. I don't care if I don't know the sport. I learn how Judo works every four years, and Mom and I found out how to play rugby this year, and we talk about the diving like we are experts. We hand off information to each other like we're reporters taking shifts, updating on what happened while someone wasn't watching. When we don't have athletes playing, CBC will show a random event, which is how I found myself watching the table tennis final for the men the other day, and the commentators were so entertaining. There was an American and a Brit and the American one loves table tennis more than any other commentator I have heard loves their sport. You would have thought they held the Olympics solely for table tennis, that everyone in the world was on the edge of their seats waiting for this match, that all that mattered in the world was table tennis. And the Brit was a very calm, interested fellow who was not quite so enthusiastic, but treated it like we were watching a high drama soap opera. It was great. The American one was even excited when the Sweat Squad came out to clean off the table. You go, American Table Tennis guy, you live your Table Tennis life.

It's a good thing we have the Olympics to distract us, because man, have we had a series of unfortunate events around here for the last couple of weeks. It started with a seven-hour blackout during a huge storm, where we didn't have power from 9 PM to 4 AM, and which is inconvenient for my father and me who need CPAP machines to sleep and those need power. Then I broke my toe, or at least sprained it badly, by stubbing it on the dog gate. I let out a scream I have never before screamed. If it is broken, it's not out of alignment, so there's nothing to be done by going to the hospital, according to Nurse Mum. It's very, very bruised, but it doesn't hurt unless I'm wearing shoes. We then found out our much-beloved massage therapist is moving to literally the other side of the country, my dad almost got scammed by a fake tech support person (no damage done, just stressfu), and the new mattress my parents are waiting on didn't come on the truck, so they aren't getting it this weekend as planned. But, at least there's the Olympics.

Other--good--things are happening, too, though. I have Pax's leash putting on licked; he'll do it no hesitation now. We went to see my brother and sister-in-law at the cottage and hung out with her father and his partner, and had a lovely time (we're all double vaxxed). And I'm learning to colour lineart on my iPad, and it's going super well and I'm loving it.

So, that's all. Hope you are well in this continously strange times. This entry was crossposted on Dreamwidth (https://awanderingbard.dreamwidth.org/315357.html). Replies are welcome in any location.