I actually had a not-bad day yesterday. I think it is because I wasn't expecting anything. Birthdays are usually just another day to me now. I didn't do anything special for it. I stayed home. I was going to go for a walk downtown but even though it was lovely and sunny, I discovered it was actually quite cold. So I thought better of it and did laps inside instead. For those not in the know,... I take Wilomena (my walker) and do laps in the hall on my floor here in the building. Because I am so isolated and don't get out much, doing laps give me a bit of exercise each day. 

I watched Canada beat the US in a friendly soccer game,... I watched The Manchester United Legends beat the Celtics (Oldtimers). I even treated myself by ordering a delivery pizza. I normally can't afford to get delivery food as it's just too expensive. But once in awhile I will. (Thank you cousin Laraine who allowed me to splurge) So I sat and watched my games while enjoying hot fresh pizza. It wasn't a big thing. But it was nice.

Then I got a pleasant surprize when Hayley texted me Happy Birthday. The conversation wasn't much. I apologized. We both said we love you and miss you. But then the texts stopped. So I don't know what that means. I will leave it alone. Just having her wish me a Happy Birthday was good enough for me. So that was nice.

So really I didn't do anything special. It was a calm and uneventful day. And living here in this building uneventful is a treat.

Of course there is always something I could write about going on around here. Yesterday for instance,... I feel like a "Karen" writing this but something happened yesterday that infuriated me and I don't know if it's my mental illness over reacting or if it really was disturbing. I went out to the gazebo for a (quick because it was cold) smoke. As I was in there a woman I have never met came in. I am assuming she was visiting someone in our building. Anyway,... she had a stroller with a baby in it. But then she continued to pull out her bong and smoke weed. There were also two other people in there smoking marijanna joints. And one man smoking a cigarette. So I guess what I am trying to say is it was not a good enviroment for a baby. I am a marijanna smoker. But I know there is a time and a place. I felt really bad watching this poor baby while we all sat and smoked. I couldntn't help but wonder if this poor baby could actually get high???? I have smoked weed for many many years. But while I had children I didn't smoke at all. I don't believe in 'partying' around kids. Alcohol and weed should be done in private. But hey,... I am from a different generation it would seem. The generation now seems to have completely different ideas. Who is right? Anyway,... just another example of what I see while living here. Things that I feel need addressing (although a good Mother should just KNOW not to smoke infront of her child) but never would as it's not my business. But I DO HAVE TO WATCH and it can be uncomfortable. Yesterday was definitely uncomfortable watching a baby in the middle of 5 people smoking in a small gazebo. So mental illness? Or was it really a problem? I just know it definitely bothered ME.

I have no plans for today either. Just a quiet day in watching tv. But that is every day for me. No more games to watch so i will be surfing the tv looking for stuff to watch. I get so bored of doing nothing but there just isn't money or transportation to do anything else. I ordered a book yesterday which is suppose to be arriving today. It's an autobiography written by my cousin (?) Ash McGrath. I found Ash while doing my dna. She wrote a book about her disability and I am now anxiously awaiting it to arrive so I can read it. I have to say that doing my ancestry has allowed me to find some really nice people. Second and third cousins. Ash is one of those cousins.