I still haven’t figured out what has been causing this rather severe insomnia for three months now. I’ll have one or two good nights then a bunch more in a row where I’m getting between one to four hours sleep (all broken up). Friday night was somewhat decent, but not great. We had a relaxing day planned for Saturday. Since our places were boxed in by road closures for the Grape and Wine Parade, we didn’t have an option of driving anywhere. We instead wandered down to City Hall and sat on the steps to watch the parade. I’m still trying to find out why E.L. Crossley Marching Band no longer performs in this parade, since it’s local. I was a drummer in the band and we always did Grape and Wine. Anyway, after watching, we did a short walk through the downtown area, accidentally stopping in at Smoke’s Poutinerie for some noms. We weren’t disappointed when we split a full turkey dinner poutine:
Holy Moses, smell the roses! It was SO good! We are certainly going to go back and get it again before it’s gone for the season.
I had a really good night Saturday and woke up feeling quite good Sunday. I had two aerobatic flights booked that morning. Both went great! The first was a pilot from Burlington and the second was his non-pilot friend from Mississauga. Good times had by all! I was hoping to feel well enough to spend a little extra time at the airport to wash Vyctor’s belly. Most planes get some degree of oil and exhaust on their bellies from normal flights, but much more so with aerobatics. Before (a tad blurry):
and after:
The wheel strut before:
and after:
I don’t know if he’s ever been so clean! It took me about two hours to wash Vyc’s belly five times. Very tiring but looks great! I asked the Flying Club manager if all the other planes were jealous when they pushed ultra-clean Vyctor back into the hangar. He said they all laughed at him and called him a sissy. 😦
For the afternoon, Mike and I just chilled with the kitties. Not surprising, Mya was chilling on top of her sister, Pinky:
Pinky eventually escaped said entrapment and ran to the bedroom for some solace. Mya gave her about five minutes:
Ugh. At least she was just next to her.
On a bad note, the insomnia has been brutal the last couple of nights. I got maybe three hours last night. I’m glad my neurologist appointment in Hamilton was in the morning, because as of this evening, I’m totally drained with a glorious headache from the lack of sleep. Paws crossed tonight will be one of those rare good nights!
Today’s symptoms: Blah. Drained. Yuck. Weak. Ugh. Headache. Blarg. Lots o’ nerve pain.
Lizzy McFly 