I spent all afternoon as a Standardized Patient for the BCIT School of Nursing… a very emotional role and I’m spent. BUT! I chatted at break time with my colleague, and it turns out she went to highschool with my parents in Regina. What a tiny little world we live in… So when we went to my folks’ for dinner this evening, nothing would do but my mom got out the old yearbooks from Scott Collegiate and we had to find photos of the persons in question. What larks! I am going to take the yearbooks with me to work on Wednesday and show them to Marion.
Colleen and I were going to chat this evening about my MS for Dark Elf’s Warrior. She’s critiquing for me. But I wound up not being home, as I mentioned, and it wasn’t a good night for chatting for her either, according to her message on my answering machine. It can wait. We two are also looking forward to volunteering at the Surrey International Writers’ Conference. It’ll be my ninth time at that conference, but my first time volunteering. I couldn’t actually attend this year because I blew my budget going down to Seattle for the PNWA conference in July, where Dark Elf’s Warrior was a finalist. (Hooray!!!)
Tomorrow is Pie day. I’ve already made pastry and I have to make the filling for pumpkin pie. 13 or 14 people for Thanksgiving dinner on Monday. All Roughrider fans, if they know what’s good for them. Oh. Lori’s a Blue Bombers fan.… but she’s a lot of fun, so we’ll let her stay anyway. Everyone else had better pose, at least.