Wednesday, November 14, 2007

She Skates!

Hmm. It would seem that I've been lollyblogging again. It's not a bad thing though, I've just been too busy to come here and moan about how miserable my life is.

Things are going pretty well, I think. This week Mary started her skating lessons, and they are going amazingly well. We had a bit of a hitch at the first one on Monday as the cheap WalMart skates we bought her were, well, cheap. She couldn't stand in them on dry ground, let alone ice, they just didn't give her the support she needed. So yesterday we went to a used skate shop, picked out a pair of incredibly cute little figure skates, and after trying them on and discovering the big difference, we bought them. Unlike Monday when Ian had to drag Mary around on the ice himself, today I just dropped her off in the care of one of the young helpers and headed off to the warmth to watch. Mary did so well, I can't even express how proud I am of her. She stood on the ice instead of laying there bawling (like some of the other students), she listened to the instructor and her assistants, and by the end of the half hour actually managed to move around on the ice a little by herself. Soon she'll be a better skater than I am, although it's not hard to be better than me at that sport (or any sport, really). She had lots of fun, she didn't shed a tear and I had to bribe her off the ice.

Yesterday we went off to the city so I could get my eyes checked. It went well, though it took forever, and nothing was resolved. It turns out the doctor I had is related to my favourite Veterinarian, Dr. Love (not his real name, and you have to say it in a pornographic sort of way to get it right). Anyways, he is sending me off to an Opthamologist because I saw squiggly lines when I should have seen straight. All I know is that he put nasty drops in my eyes that made my pupils swallow the iris, shone incredibly bright lights in my eyes, and I couldn't see my grocery list when we went shopping.

I know I've been busy doing something, but for the life of me I can't remember what else I've done. I have put together some more stuff for Christmas gifts, I've made bread. I learned that I cannot make meringue to save my life, my poor husband loves lemon meringue pies, and he will never get one made by me.

Man I'm exhausted. You'd think that I was the one on the ice today. Well, I'd better go get supper started so it's ready for my loving husband when he gets home! Aren't I a good little housewife? :)


Goody said...

I hope they taught the kids how to fall down (I'm serious, you'd be amazed how many people stick out a hand to break their fall and break a wrist instead).

I'm so happy she's having fun. I'm not so happy to hear about your eyes though-that's a drag.

Goody said...

Hey, I gave the meringue problem some thought and though you didn't say what went wrong, here are a few things I've picked up along the way.

Caster or ultrafine sugar, as it is easier to beat into egg whites. Go very slowly, about a tablespoon at a time, and only after the egg whites have started to foam.

Make sure the meringue extends all the way to the edge of the pie so it won't let the underneath get watery when it bakes. You don't want any gaps between the crust and the pie.

-of course, I cannot fathom why anyone would want to eat the stuff as the sickest I've ever been in my life was from lemon meringue pie (and no, I didn't make it). It made me poop...a lot.

Goody said...

Oh yeah, and cool it in a warm spot because a good cold draft will colapse the whole thing.