Tag Archives: Rhododendron

Today is Friday

Okay, I am going to finish this on the day it was started.

I am two songs done from posting my next mix. I wish Bax could have rewritten a part, but it is too late to ask for changes. This process is long, hard and tough on the ears. I know I will not be a DJ master, but I am still keeping the name: DJ Awesome Sauce. 😐

My first novella – let’s be honest, it’s a short story- will be ready for review this weekend. I was going to volunteer at the Saskatoon Symphony on Saturday, but I am not physically able to do so. Due to this change of plan, the third review csn be done so I can pass it on to an independent adjudicator. 🙂

Next week, after the multiple appointments with the physiotherapist and Richard’s youth meeting, I will be able to start on der taxes! Since my temporary break-apart with my dad, I now have to learn to do this on my own. My beautiful cousin is helping set the whole thing up and walk me through the process.☺

I am going to finish the day with a bubble bath and the sweet, soulful voice of Petroc Trelawny ralking about trains. 📻 🚂

1 Comment

Filed under Downtime, Family and Friends, Writing and Reading

(Unfuddled)

Just going through another conflict. This time I think I may have won.

To make a long story short (and to prove a point brought up by a curmudgeon) I finally had to claim my space back. I have cut myself off from my parents due to their support for an ethical Canada (and Denmark). My brother is part of this as well because he couldn’t care less about my state of mind to begin with. I made the statement that my mental health is more important than their fear of ISIS. I still think Indian Head is safe.

When I see postings declaring a “war” on Islam, a call to protest (writtenly and physically) against Prime Minister Justin Trudeau, I had to call those out asking where they were when the Saskatchewan government threatened to cut wages and slash jobs to save pennies they forgot to save when the economy was good. Granted, the motion to pass Islamaphobia (specifically) as a hate crime does need to be expanded, but it in no way opens the door for the Islamification of Canada.

I have split myself from these people before. The difference is my approach to the situation. How can I find any compassion with people like my dad who constantly forget the governments they voted for make people like me lose hope in treatment? My dad’s answer to me finding help was: “let’s hope you get help soon, as we don’t want to hear about you jumping off a bridge.” Mental illness affects other families, not his.

The MP in the riding my parents live in is running for the leadership of the Conservative Party of Canada – Andrew Scheer. Though not as creepy, it is so difficult to read some of his concepts; there really isn’t anything of value, especially when representing a riding with 14 First Nations reservations. He represents a group of marginalised people; people who have for years have been abused, ostracised and forgotten.

There is no open support for our First Nations brothers and sisters. My parents have yet to respond to my coming out as bisexual. As hinted at earlier, my mental illness seems like an inconvience. I am worth more than that. My husband Richard is saddened by the turn of events, but this had turned to anger. He wants my dad to apologise.

There is no deal making. I will not ask for forgiveness in return for an apology. 

Not this time.

1 Comment

Filed under Family and Friends, Good Parents, Mental Illness, Progressive Christianity

Radio Show

I am in the midst of a weird dream. I recently lost my job due to shortage of work; however, I took this better than I thought I would. I still want to work, do not get me wrong. I am looking for that one place who will take a crazy lady who likes to keep track of pens.

Simple. Complicated.

Reading of the job shortage has me worried, of course, yet I feel more empowered to show my offerings. I also would like a place that is okay with my ramblings and misfirings of thought. Hey, I’m just like everybody else, really. Writing and reading has helped me get through some of the uncertainty.

Prior to losing my job, I was presented with the opportunity to do a radio show; outloud. As some of you know I have done a few vlog posts on this page and my friend told me the world needs to hear more. I have been posting Classical music mixes (well, two) on MixCloud: https://www.mixcloud.com/wendalynn-donnan/

The world needs more of me? I took the step. I recorded a half-hour programme called (drum roll!!!) Progressive Rubber Boots. I all for stepping out, but I still need to watch were my feet go; I need the familiar. This is also my space. I only picked my DJ name – DJ Awesome Sauce – out of enjoyment. I have no plans to be a famous DJ. A radio show host? That might be more attainable. ‘Famous’ is a bit of a stretch, to be honest.

The show will focus on a number of subjects. You know of my interest in music and history. My good friend who suggested I jump out of the box told me to take a stab at the visual arts. This will be programme of the “arts” and I will try to incorporate all aspects of the spectrum. 

I do not want to lose my sense of humour. Oh, there will tons of room for laughing; laughing with me and laughing at me. I am listening to Bonnie Tyler’s Faster than the Speed of Night, which I should not be doing at the coffee shop in case I get all empowered and wave my arms around. See, I don’t want to lose that.

I will post the show here (and other social media sites), for all my friends and family. Programme notes and additional observations will be placed here as well. I still believe the written word is important, but its connection to music is even more necessary.

Be on the lookout for the inaugural Progressive Rubbet Boots radio show 21 February 2017. The link to the channel will be posted on my blog page for all to listen to and to share.

Classmates, have yourself a great day. See you in a week!

Leave a comment

Filed under Arts and Mines, Downtime, Hobby Go Wild, Mental Illness, Musical Fruits, Work, Writing and Reading

Don’t Make Me Do Research

Oh, my goodness.

I had great plans on writing a post about church budgets, Communion and tarot cards, but a co-worker blow-up caused me to want to write about music at work, but alas, I don’t want to do that now. There is no use complaining about the denial of access to brain-saving devices if no one is there to reverse the decision.

I am still coping with the effects of the accident. I get so tired, yet as I am the only one able to drive right now, I need to be more attentive. This is affecting my ability to do my normal tasks, like making coffee and climbing the stairs to sort papers. Climbing stairs … please, just the thought causes grief. My mental state was being tested and I think it was going well. I almost fell apart, but thanks to my music and collection of audiobooks, I had come out less battered.

Until the Friday meltdown about the music. This time it was not me.

Step back a bit, for just a moment. One of the saddest results of this accident is my ability to read and type for long periods of time. I need to use email at work and our accounting program is on the computer, but I need to take eye breaks more often. My last post took a few tries to finish. I have needed to use a dimmed screen to and even enlarged the display size on my laptop at home and computer at work. Reading from books will come back, I hope. In most cases, the fonts are too small for me to read for long periods of time. My doctor does not think this sidestep is permanent. If I had a concussion, it was a very mild one and is healing quite well. He knows I have to drive and told me to make sure to do it in stages.

I give Richard a lot of credit, he is ready to go back to work tomorrow (10 Jan). I do not think I am ready yet, but there is nothing physically wrong with me. Mentally, I am a shambles, but not bad enough to take leave. Now that the one solace I have at work has been taken away, I am afraid of going mad; again.

I have to speak the words: “it is going to be okay” out loud so I can believe them.

Oh, there will be a post about church budgets, Communion and tarot cards (a continuation of a previous report I put up), but it will be less angry and may include videos of cats.

Leave a comment

Filed under Health Check, Mental Illness, Musical Fruits, Work

New Year Bust Up

Hi friends and family!

It has been an eventful couple of weeks. Today marks the one-week anniversary of our car accident. Not to get into too much detail, we are both battered, bruised, but alive to tell the tale. Or tail, as if I had one it most likely would be broken.

Richard has a broken collarbone, which means he is not able to work for a while. Funny enough, he is okay with that. Waiting for the adjuster to look at the car, the benefit forms and the healing does not seem to have bothered him. His biggest complaint was the bordem that has set in. Captain Kirk and the Trekksteers seemed to have overstayed their welcome. 

It is too cold and icy for him to take a stroll outside by himself. Now I have an idea what the residents at the group home may feel like when they can’t go out. As I am the only one who can drive, it hurts me to see him stuck at home with nowhere to go.

We are lucky enough to have good neighbours helping with shovelling the walk and bringing food. I have stated that we do not need meals, as I have been preparing a number of freezables. We cannot thank everyone enough for their kindness. As Richard said, “there are kind people out there.”

I know I mentioned I may not do this blog thing very often, but I have been given a reason to continue: the budget reminder from Richard’s church.

That will be for the next time. This time it is all about being alive and loving it!

2 Comments

Filed under Family and Friends, Health Check