The other day at the gym I was reading a woman’s T shirt, and it said Do One Thing a Day that Scares You.  So the other day I finally decided to try and figure out why my camera battery won’t charge.  I’ve been looking at the camera for months, but was too frightened to deal with it.

However I was forced into it, which is one of the lovely aspects of life.  I went to switch my house insurance, and the agent asked for photos.  I had barely enough juice to take 4 pictures before the camera died, then I took it and the charger to London Drugs.

A poor person there had to help me, and he discovered the problem was the charger.  I got a new one, which I discovered I can’t use, and I was helped with ordering the photos, which was successful.

I returned the next day where a heavy-set woman tried to help me, and didn’t as it turns out, so I have to return again today to see if someone can show me how the charger works.  If they can’t, then I’ll have to go elsewhere.

However, despite the poor customer service, I’m returning to London Drugs for a two-hour workshop on how to make a photo album.

Isn’t that strange?  I hate technology, but signed up for a workshop!  I left feeling particularly proud of myself as it all scares the bejesus out of me.  I have to download their software, put the file of photos I want to work with on my desk top, and arrive on May 26th at 2:00 PM laptop in hand.

But it’s good to learn new things, and I seem to be learning a lot through Neflix documentaries too.  I watched the series, The Inexplicable Universe, which was really interesting.  Some of it’s much too hard for my small head, of course.

And then I watched The Secret, and it made sense following the universe documentary.  It’s based on the best-selling book, and is a workshop about how it all works.  Id’ been practicing the Law of Attraction after reading an excellent book called Excuse Me, Your Life is Waiting, but somehow forgot about it.  Funny how you can forget something so important!

So between quantum physics, the Law of Attraction, and Buddhism, I seem to have calmed down quite a bit.  I think an understanding of all of that helps one know it’s never worth it to sweat the small stuff.  Or the big stuff either.

I have two food events on the horizon.  Tomorrow I’m making dinner at mom’s for a group of people, including the Osoyoos museum director and wife, mom’s lawyer and Jerralynn.

I thought for the six of us I’d start with baguettes toasted and topped with bruschetta, followed by seafood casserole, beet salad, asparagus and rice.  Then end it all with lovely strawberry Pavlovas.

Sunday’s Mother’s Day lunch’ll be fun as Liz’ brother James, his wife Julie and her son will be coming to mom’s.  For that, we’ll start with cheese terrine slices on crackers and sweet potato soup.  The main course is chicken strips, potatoes with Dijon mustard sauce and curried carrots.  For dessert I’ll make chocolate mousse.  My idea of total fun!!