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May. 5th, 2025 10:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
totchipandaIt was SO HOT on Friday and Saturday, 28C/82F. On Friday I wore the Shay dress and absolutely loved having all that air moving around my legs on such a warm day. I went home and changed before meeting my sisters for dinner, and wished I'd kept the dress on bc hoooooo boy it was a toasty one.
On Saturday morning, I put on jeans and my newest blouse to go to the optometrist, and also roasted before noon. My eyes have changed again and I now have an official prescription for reading diopters. I decided against the mall stores, but did go to Canadian Tire to pick up some shop towels and hand wash (intended for the sewing machine, jury's out on whether or not it'll work without taking off the finish), and then to the pharmacy for my brain meds. I was DYING of heat by then, so when I got home I started looking at Gertie's shorts patterns. Lumped around a bit, took a nap, and then picked up M so we could go to our friends' house for dinner/visiting their doggo who is 12 years old with a heart condition and recently developed the wet heart-problem cough.
He's not in imminent danger of dying, as he's still very much himself just coughing a lot, but the last two times we managed to see the other dogs, they were on their way out with the same condition and cough. So. We wanted to get in a visit while the visiting was still good.
Yesterday I loaded up the brick laptop to print shorts patterns, though it REFUSED to actually log in to Patreon to download patterns directly. Fine, we'll do the complicated way of downloading and re-uploading to GDrive then! There were a couple more patterns I forgot to print, so I guess that's gonna be tonight's plan.
Today is Red Dress Day, where a red dress is worn or hung or otherwise displayed publicly to raise awareness for missing and murdered indigenous women and girls and 2-spirt. I've been taking part for 5 years now; I have a red dress that is a statement piece and draws attention, so of course I am wearing it today. My work is hosting an event today and tomorrow with some indigenous vendors and they asked me to escort one bc she was running late for a meeting. I said sure! I met him and right away he thanked me for wearing a red dress. Then he said, his stepmother had been murdered 10 years ago. I am so sorry, sir, that is awful. My heart breaks for him. Totally unrelated but I've been down the "someone close to me was murdered" and it SUCKED. This day is so important because A: it took a really long time for anyone to even realize and acknowledge how many women and girls were being affected in this way (let's be real, indigenous communities knew - the statistic is something like 70% more likely than white women) B: because white people and governments didn't acknowledge it for so long, so many of these families have no answers. Their loved one has been missing for 1, 2, 10, 15, 20, 30 years and is almost certainly deceased, yet there is no inquiry into their deaths. My friend's killer was caught with 2 days, charged and convicted within 15 months. I want that closure for everyone.
On Saturday morning, I put on jeans and my newest blouse to go to the optometrist, and also roasted before noon. My eyes have changed again and I now have an official prescription for reading diopters. I decided against the mall stores, but did go to Canadian Tire to pick up some shop towels and hand wash (intended for the sewing machine, jury's out on whether or not it'll work without taking off the finish), and then to the pharmacy for my brain meds. I was DYING of heat by then, so when I got home I started looking at Gertie's shorts patterns. Lumped around a bit, took a nap, and then picked up M so we could go to our friends' house for dinner/visiting their doggo who is 12 years old with a heart condition and recently developed the wet heart-problem cough.
He's not in imminent danger of dying, as he's still very much himself just coughing a lot, but the last two times we managed to see the other dogs, they were on their way out with the same condition and cough. So. We wanted to get in a visit while the visiting was still good.
Yesterday I loaded up the brick laptop to print shorts patterns, though it REFUSED to actually log in to Patreon to download patterns directly. Fine, we'll do the complicated way of downloading and re-uploading to GDrive then! There were a couple more patterns I forgot to print, so I guess that's gonna be tonight's plan.
Today is Red Dress Day, where a red dress is worn or hung or otherwise displayed publicly to raise awareness for missing and murdered indigenous women and girls and 2-spirt. I've been taking part for 5 years now; I have a red dress that is a statement piece and draws attention, so of course I am wearing it today. My work is hosting an event today and tomorrow with some indigenous vendors and they asked me to escort one bc she was running late for a meeting. I said sure! I met him and right away he thanked me for wearing a red dress. Then he said, his stepmother had been murdered 10 years ago. I am so sorry, sir, that is awful. My heart breaks for him. Totally unrelated but I've been down the "someone close to me was murdered" and it SUCKED. This day is so important because A: it took a really long time for anyone to even realize and acknowledge how many women and girls were being affected in this way (let's be real, indigenous communities knew - the statistic is something like 70% more likely than white women) B: because white people and governments didn't acknowledge it for so long, so many of these families have no answers. Their loved one has been missing for 1, 2, 10, 15, 20, 30 years and is almost certainly deceased, yet there is no inquiry into their deaths. My friend's killer was caught with 2 days, charged and convicted within 15 months. I want that closure for everyone.
