Wednesday, February 14, 2007

It is Valentine's Day. Miguel is in Yellowknife with a co-worker. (male and Hungarian. they've been shopping)

We had spaghetti for dinner, tonight, and I made custard for dessert. For Ian, who loves it.

I got two valentines. One from one of the Cubs, last night, and one from my friend Karen. It has two frogs on it. I said to her, "You've been to my house." "Yeeesss," she replied, "And I know about your little problem." I explained that others buy me the frogs, but she was unconvinced. She said, "I understand Batwoman, or Catwoman, but Frogwoman?" Truthfully the frogs are getting out of hand. I declared a moratorium on people buying them for me, a few years ago, and sold some when we moved up here (the larger stone garden ones) but they keep appearing. Miguel's parents brought me a beautiful soft stuffed frog, last week.

The lady whose maternity leave I filled at the detachment has decided she needs to stay home with her baby. So I will hopefully be back in that job for six months starting when I get back from Australia. Yippee! I can't wait.

But the funny thing is, I knew she would be saying something like that. Last week she started cleaning out her desk, and she moved her soap. I came home and said to Miguel, after I'd been over there cleaning in the evening, "I think she's thinking about leaving again, because she had two bars of soap on the sink and she's moved the unopened one." As if to say, I won't be needing this soap, because I won't be here...