Smoke Gets in Your Eyes...

There's a haze of smoke covering the city right now. It's from forest fires in Northern Quebec, and the wind is carrying it all the way down to Quebec City. It's moving on to Trois Rivières, and will probably hit Montreal soon. The sky looks yellowish and weird, and the sun is all red. I kind of feel like I'm in some post-apocalyptic epic à la Stephen King. (The smoke does explain why my sinuses have been acting up all day, though.)


In Moff We Trust

Doctor Who has been so great this season. I haven't written much here, but I have been squeeing all over LJ since the beginning of April. I am loving what Steven Moffat has been doing, I love Matt Smith as Eleven, and Karen Gillan is adorable. But yesterday's episode? It surpassed everything, and if possible I am even more squeeful than ever. It makes me this happy:




I Think I Promised Pictures, Yes?

Our never-ending bathroom reno has actually been finished for a while (Mostly-- there's still a medicine cabinet to hang up). Here are the pictures I kept saying I would post.

Here it is Before:



And After:

Thanks to chicklet73 for the word "Snowpocalypse". It's my new favourite word, and it accurately describes the Weather Event that is raging outside. You know, Quebec City already has so much snow that we have run out of places to put it. We really don't need more, thanks.

  

That picture really doesn't do it justice. If you stand in my dining room and look out, you can't see to the end of the street. The house across the street is almost completely hidden by a giant snowbank.

The storm is so bad that my boss closed the store and sent everyone home early. I wasn't done, though. I took a cab to the CBC to record a book review thing, and then walked over to the Literary and Historical Society carrying two tote bags full of very heavy books that I had used for my review. (I had to drop off some promo stuff for an upcoming event.) It took about 20 minutes to get there from the CBC building, when it should have taken about five minutes. Then I trudged back through the snow to catch a bus. When I got there I had a 15 minute wait, so I went to a café for a hot chocolate. When I got back to the bus stop, my bus had been canceled, which sucked, because that bus would have dropped me off on the corner of my street, whereas the one I had to take drops me off about four blocks away. In the middle of a blizzard, four blocks feels like about ten miles.

When I got home, I met my husband on the stairs of our apartment building. He decided that now was the time to carry our air conditioner over to the new condo. Why? Because he is a freak.

Now I am wearing PJs and my face is finally warming up. I'm going to have a nap before book club. I suggested we cancel, but everyone else seems game, so it's still on. I'm getting a lift, thankfully!

(ETA: The current conditions in Bridgetown, Barbados:

Conditions for Bridgetown at 5:00 pm AST

Current Conditions:
Mostly Cloudy, 26 C

Bastards.)