Weekend Update

What a crazy busy weekend! It’s always fun when that happens. It was Remembrance Day. The holiday always makes me think of my grandmother, a war bride, my grandfather, a World War II vet, and my great-grandfather, who fought in the First World War.

I guess it was kind of fitting that I went to see the psychic/clairvoyant on Remembrance Day, considering the person that came through the most was my maternal grandmother, my Nanny, who came from London when she was a young married woman to make her life in Canada. The whole reading was totally surreal: apparently, I’m a ‘diamond’ soul, have got angels around me, and, um, the grandmother of God, one St. Anne, sits with my dead relatives watching over them and me.

Yeah, that kind of totally freaked me out, especially considering that the psychic knew nothing about me or even my name before I walked in the room. Oh, and on top of all that, I was born on St. Anne’s Day, as my father-in-law is always telling me. But the cutest part of the reading? The psychic telling me that my grandmother thinks my RRHB has a cute butt. I mean, he does, but really?

It’s hard to know what to believe and what not to believe but when you’ve been without your mom and your grandmother for so long, maybe even just the little reassurance that they’re there, somewhere, is a good thing. Then, I went to restorative yoga, which I’ll explain in the next post.

After all of that spiritual stuff, I collapsed on the couch and watched TV before falling asleep at 9:42 PM. Why was I so tired? Oh, because I stayed out too late after going to see a reading on Friday night. Kevin Patterson (Consumption), Robert J. Wiersema (Before I Wake) and Giles Blunt (By the Time You Read This): all three men gave excellent readings in the Hart House Library at U of T. All three books are now on my ‘to read’ pile (after ordering them), and I have to say that Patterson totally gets the über-hot author award. Wow! Smoking! AND, he eats caribou eyeballs. Fascinating.

Then, on Sunday I went for brunch with a friend who is spending her first year teaching. She’s got a grade 3/4 split class and has been reading my abridged version of Frankenstein. Apparently, the kids are quite upset about the ending that I wrote (they found it unsatisfactory) and are going to be writing me some letters about what they think happens to the monster. Oh, and I’ve also been asked to reply to them, which I am more than willing to do. How fun is that?

4 thoughts on “Weekend Update”

  1. A psychic told my sister where and when she would meet her husband – and she did. Another psychic (from Quebec) keeps sending (unsolicited) advice to my family via a friend. What she knows about us is kind of scary/unsettling. She told the friend to touch my son’s back because it was sore from an injury. How did she know that?? The touch worked.

  2. Smouldering looks, great stories, good book…

    I’d fuckin’ hate that Patterson guy if we weren’t such friends.

    Nice to meet you Friday.
    R.

  3. Okay boys, and you know I know who you are, I might have to ask you to take it outside.

    If you ever come back again.

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