The rest of March was spent indoors. Just a week after our Colossal Snowstorm of March 18, we got another foot of snow! It has been snowing more since and isn’t over yet. This is the most snow and the latest spring ever – there is no greenery to be seen anywhere!
I have been cheering myself up by learning to recognize bird song – the pair of cardinals is still around. I am trying to entice them closer to the house with premium birdseed, but with two watchful (indoor) cats, it’s not realistic to expect to see them at my window! I am happy to settle for the chickadees and sparrows.
Because I was expecting a refund, I did my taxes early, and my parents’ as well, and our direct deposits arrived within a week. Rom owes a bit so he’s in less of a rush. Unfortunately, we had to shell out money for yet another boiler repair. We switched to heat pumps but still need the (oil) boiler as a back-up. So, no tax refund money left over. That didn’t stop me from buying a couple of work items at the Banana Republic 50% off sale. Elsewhere, I finally bought a pair of “Silver Suki” brand jeans which I’ve been eyeing for about a year. I think the days of the fancy-ass pockets are probably coming to an end (let alone the boot cut), but I will enjoy them while I can. For Canadian readers, Silver is a Canadian brand you can get at Bootlegger and Pseudio (not a sponsored post!)
This weekend I watched the movie Boyhood, which I highly recommend, especially for anyone who has seen the 7 Up documentaries. It’s fiction, but it was filmed over a period of 12 years, so you get to see the main character grow up from age 6 to 18 onscreen. It got me thinking quite profoundly about how we raise our children and the effect of our culture on them. If anyone would like to discuss the fine points of the film, email me! So much was, wisely, left open to interpretation.
Then I watched Whiplash, the movie about the jazz drummer, and was really taken in. You root for the kid and think about the likelihood of him (a.) making it in the business, (b.) turning into a decent human being, or (c.) surviving at all. As for the teacher: he is like a weapon of mass destruction. The means justify the ends? I think not. The movie kept me on the edge of my seat. This was a perfect pair-up with Boyhood. What the fuck are we doing to our kids!!
I read my book club selection for this month, The Juggler’s Children by Carolyn Abraham. The author traced her family history through a male lineage by having men in her family DNA-tested. As I mentioned on Goodreads, I became impatient with the author when she focused so heavily on test results and could have discovered information earlier through family records and archives! The book was painstakingly detailed at times, but I loved hearing about all the questions that arose around paternity, race, and privacy. After I read it, I thought, uh-oh, I had better not get back into family tree research again, because it could eat up all my time. Needless to say, I dipped my toes in, and will go where it leads me! I know my first ancestors in Canada through 3 of my 4 grandparents, going back to the 1600s, 1700s and 1800s (one line each), so I don’t feel the need to be obsessive. However, I last got info in the early 90s, before the Internet! The stuff out there now, and the personal contacts I could make, are staggering. I am developing a modest little strategy.
Despite my recent whine about religion, I had a nice long weekend. My mom makes the traditional Acadian/Northeast Coast meal of fish cakes and baked beans on Good Friday, and a ham dinner for Easter. We got together with my parents, brother and sister. My bro usually gives us fresh maple syrup at this time of year, but the snow has been too deep to tap the trees. Of course, every holiday, we are always aware we are not with Rom’s family, but we make the best of things. Since January, after a break from sweets, I have somehow learned to eat candy in moderation. I don’t know if it will last, but I haven’t snarfed down all the chocolate in the house yet!
Hope your April is off to a good start.