First I Will Eat A Banana

First I Will Eat A Banana

I legally changed my name 20 years ago. For the very first time since I made that change, I wrote my former name down without thinking. Why?! It could be that this Christmas I am feeling particularly close to my brother, who passed away in July, and that is the name I carried through many of my memories of our time together. It does seem very odd though, to have written that down without even realizing it.

The road is white and snow packed. The sidewalks are intermittently cleared or covered with frozen, uneven mounds of ice and snow.

My daily walk has become untenable, hopefully this is temporary, but that remains to be seen. So, I am planning a remedy walk at Walmart. Say what you like about the big box stores, but their floors are always level, and clear of snow and ice. There are smaller stores to visit of course, but they would not appreciate me walking around the interior in circles for an extended period of time, and their ware is more costly than the fare at Walmart. I always manage to find something at Walmart that I need and can afford. This is the hardest part of winter, the restrictions on mobility. It is worst for people with some disabilities, seniors, and mothers of young children. If I could do one thing in Canada to improve community life, it would be to keep walkways cleared of snow and ice through the winter. Think of how much employment that could create!

In preparation for this incredible excursion, first I will eat a banana. It does not due to enter a retail establishment when you are hungry; you never know what you will be tempted to spend money on. Then I will put together a magnificent fashion-crime-chic ensemble to wow them at Walmart. Walmart is the perfect venue for fashion-crime-chic, maybe some spiteful clever soul will take my picture to display for public shaming and ridicule on their Facebook page, or blog, or twitter… do they display images on twitter? Anyway, that doesn’t really matter. Today I am feeling just a bit irreverent, and this little excursion should scratch the itch.

My main purchase today will be garbage bag stickers. Of course, they don’t sell these at Walmart, so the local convenience store will be my first destination. I won’t be able to strut my fashion-crime-chic outfit there though, because it is in a area of subsidized housing, and the competition for first place is just too fierce. I am resigned to blending in as an average citizen on my first stop.

But first the banana!

Worldly Distractions


Date: 10:00 AM EST Tuesday 20 December 2016
Condition: Cloudy
Pressure: 103.0 kPa
Tendency: Falling
Temperature: -2.5°C
Dew point: -6.2°C
Humidity: 76%
Wind: SSW 32 gust 43 km/h
Wind Chill: -10
Visibility: 24 km


“Never say never, for if you live long enough, chances are you will not be able to abide by its restrictions. Never is a long, undependable time, and life is too full of rich possibilities to have restrictions placed upon it.”
Gloria Swanson
1899 – 1983


  1. Fashion crime chic, eh? I think I probably pull that off every day when I go out in winter, with my ski pants on.

    Your mention of your brother reminded me that last night I dreamed my mother was with us, the family, as usual, even though she has been dead for 11 years, and in the dream I remarked upon this and was very pleased that this was possible. What a pleasant surprise.


  2. I’ve just come online here to look up how to alleviate a nerve problem in my neck/arm area…it is interfering with one of my crocheting hands (left) and it’s very aggravating! If I move my arm one way, mainly outstretched, it’s fine, but if I bend it up to work the crochet, my whole hand goes tingly/numb if you know what I mean. It’s very hard to crochet like that! Grrr. And I love the idea of walking around a big box store, but I’d buy things so I’m better off being stuck here at home!

  3. Kate, what a lovely dream! And what a pleasant surprise!

    Ski pants would probably do it! I had on black and white patterned trousers, multicoloured boots (Bogs), a patterned scarf, purple and peach, and my old green parka. I was tempted to wear my Cowichan sweater instead of the parka, but comfort overuled my urge to splurge on patterns. I didn’t get even a glance!

  4. Bex, I hope you find a solution to the nerve problem! I wonder if frequent timed breaks would help? I don’t knit or crochet because I have limited fine motor control in one of my arms and hand, it can get very painful very quickly. I love the blanket you are working on, and the colours!

    Oh yes, walking around the big box stores can be a challenge! I bought stocking stuffers for Attila, two tubs of sodium free margarine, and a bag of milk. The stocking stuffers were items that could only be purchased at the local Walmart, just little things that I know Attila will enjoy [food of course!].

  5. Christmas does bring people and events out of our subconscious.I seem to be ruminating a lot about the past—people, events, some pleasant, some sad, some unfinished business…The days before Christmas seem to invite this kind of thinking. Once Christmas arrives, life gets busier, there are more people around, and this mood passes. Our snow and cold weather has gone, and we can get out an about now, so that helps!

  6. Diane, I agree, the days before Christmas bring up a whole rainbow of memories and unfinished business. There are not more people around for us at Christmas, our children spend the actual holiday with their spouse’s families, always have with one or two exceptions. However, Christmas Day we do get to talk to a few people on the phone, Attila’s Mom, my Mom and siblings, so it is very nice.

    The sno and cold are gone here as well, for the moment! Getting out and about, or at least knowing you could if you wanted to, does help to keep the season bright!

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