I Hope The Fox Execs Are Reading

If certain pigeons were people and my balcony was really a room in my apartment, then I would be living in a sitcom. The premise would be as such:

I date and possibly live with (in sin) a man named Irwin. We break up in a very messy way because he cheats on me with Bernice. In the break up I retain our apartment and I am glad to be rid of his presence in my life. But he goes to all 'our' places with Bernice and I am constantly confronted by the two of them. They have two kids together. Then, things get rocky with Bernice and Irwin - as he cheats on her a couple times with another woman. Bernice doesn't know what to do, so she moves out of their place and comes knocking on my door - with a kid in each hand, and pregnant with twins. For some reason (maybe I had recently hit my head, or perhaps a protein deficiency) I allow Bernice and her two kids and her two fetuses to move in with me. This is compounded by the fact that Irwin wants her back and wants to be a father to all of the children.

It has a few aspects of various existing sitcom plots. But on the whole I think its got potential. There are about a billion ways tension could occur withing a 22 minute episode.

Here are 'the twins' in real life, after being 'born:

Their names are Isaac and Muriel

This is a close up of Isaac (who flew the coop on Tuesday)

Tender

As the weather has been getting nicer, my time on my balcony has been increasing. Tonight I spent a few hours out there reading. Pretty much it was one of the best nights I have had in a long time.

I am reading A Severe Mercy by Sheldon Vanauken. This particular copy of the book belonged to my Grandma and Grandpa Stewart. I have been totally loving this book - it has been rich enough that I have not been able to devour it - which is often a treat for me. It is also very, very emotional and I found my cheeks wet multiple times just in the prologue.

Tonight I found myself lost in the emotional height of the book, and there I sat, in the summer warmth, as the sun went down, quietly sobbing as I turned the pages. It was beautiful.

Flaky Hippie Girl

I know I'm a total flake. I am more than aware of this. Part of it is a genetic thing. Its cool.

Maybe yesterday my flaky hippie side dancing out - I was sitting at my kitchen table/home office which is right beside the door to the balcony. There was a lot of wind yesterday, and there are a lot of trees near me. I could hear the big sweeping wind go through the trees and to me it sounded like waves (of water). If you through in the gulls (and the pigeons?) and the sounds of children playing then (I thought) when you close your eyes, it could totally sound like you're near water.

Maybe when Mrs. L. came to pick me up for our belated birthday dinner date, I made her come out to the balcony with me and close her eyes and humour me by telling me that the wind sounded like water.

I'm not sure 'regular' people do that.

Ka-Boom

No, that's not my financial infrastructure caving in, its the Canada Day weekend fireworks. And can I just say that city wide fireworks over a few nights are very beautiful from the 7th floor balcony.

My New Friend

So this post begins an ongoing series on urban high-rise living. It will chronicle my thoughts on living in an apartment building and my personal and very gradual transition to very urban living.

Thus we begin with Irwin.

This is Irwin.


Irwin has decided that he is going to permanently hang out on my bbq. Every time I have been out on the balcony in the past few days Irwin has been there. He is pretty quiet so I don't know he is sitting there and then bam! I see him and he scares the s-h-i-t out of me (if you look closely at the picture it seems i do the same to him!)! I have a little phobia of birds. Just a little one. But once I realize its Irwin we talk a little bit and then I go inside.

I feel that Irwy (or sometimes Erween-gah) and I have many good times ahead; eating popsicles, having deep conversation, back rubs and pooping on the ground. Awww.

In

I'm in, I'm tired, I'm grateful (more on that later) and I'm stealing wireless out on the balcony.