The Birthday went all right. Sharon, Ty, Mel, and Tahirih joined me at my table in Gate 403. Interesting mix. Three actors, one PM, and me. Sharon knew Mel, but none of the others. Ty knew Tahirih and came with Mel. Mel didn’t know Tahirih. Everyone got along splendidly.
I hadn’t realized it at the time, but Gate 403 was actually the last place I drank in, before leaving Toronto in December. Frankie, Janicel, and I came in for a few pints. I just didn’t catch the name of the place.
We had live entertainment, but it wasn’t so overwhelming, that we couldn’t talk. All in all, a good venue for my birthday.
This morning I’m sitting in Bannock, watching a couple of pigeons eat microscopic bits of something I can’t even see from off the sidewalk. They nose around the curb, jumping to and fro, avoiding the traffic on Queen Street. I keep secretly hoping that some car will get one, but alas, these are savvy birds, who seem to know what they’re doing.
The snow came yesterday (Friday 13th). Looks like it’s here to stay now. The cold came too. Even so, I went out in it. Cabin Fever was getting the better of me. Walked to the subway and got off on Bay. I thought briefly about going for a work out, but when I realized I was in serious danger of falling backwards down the escalator if I let go of the handrail, I thought better of it. I’m feeling much better than I was at the beginning of the week, but I’m still a bit weak at the beginning of this good feeling.
Afterwards, Tahirih invited me over for supper. She had given me several bags of ethnic food from her mother’s store back in Regina, to take back to Toronto with me. The courier charge was supper.
Today has Tang on the menu. We’re meeting in 90 minutes or so and we’ll see what the afternoon brings. It’s a good day to stare out the window. Maybe something unexpected will come up too.