Sunday is more than halfway through as I pen this blog. We had plans to head across Burrard Bridge for a Vancouver Academy of Music concert and a trip to the planetarium. I woke this morning wanting to instead get some work done and stick closer to home. It was a good choice. I look out my window and watch it come down. And it is cold. I do not regret the change in plans one bit. We got out there earlier before the rain had started and went ice skating for about and hour, and then dashed into the market for some modern day Fool's Gold ... aka toilet paper.

They say do what brings you bliss.

Writing poetry and musing; learning; all these things brings me bliss. And Hivelanders, I am one of those ... doing math brings me bliss.

From the collecting of data; to the substitution of data into equations, and certainly to the Eureka moment where it all works out. Bliss. Bliss. Bliss.

If only life were more like Math, where if you just gave it enough energy and focus, there would always be a happy ending; where we could all find the other member of our ordered pair ... the y to our x, and vice versa.

Yep ... I am teaching minime graphing and linear equations. At least one of us is having fun.

Hands up, Hivelanders, who is worried about balloons and aliens? Come on, be honest. Me, not so much.

I am going to let you in on a secret that is not a secret. China has satellites and they pass over North America several times a day, unimpeded, collecting all sorts of data. It is not 1947; they do not have to spy on us with balloons. Mimes and clowns might and so don't let your guard down completely. China might however wish to collect atmospheric conditions, to you know ... predict the weather.

They are certainly weather balloons; shooting them down is posturing and dumb. It is not a good idea for tigers and eagles to poke at each other ... nor is it good to poke at bears. You feel me?

So did they shoot down a UFO. Okay, sure. I'll buy that because I remember what UFO stands for ... unidentified flying object ... not alien craft. I mean could you imagine. A being sophisticated enough travels light years to visit Earth and an ape with airs shoots it down because they cannot identify it.

I would hope even the most knuckle-dragging flying monkeys among us would be smart enough not to do that.

So what am I going to do with the rest of my rainy and beautiful sublime Sunday? Finish this blog and then return to homeschooling. A return to Mesopotamia and then a little Chemistry.

I know what you are thinking. You are making minime work on Sunday.

Yes. But he will get Thursday off, as we will be day-tripping it out to UBC. Plus for the next 3 days, we will be puppy-sitting. Jasper the black lab will visit. One of the advantages of homeschooling is that your schedule is flexible, and there is room for unexpected opportunities.

Dinner will be roast beef and blueberries and cream for dessert. That is sublime right. I may actually take a mini-meditation/nap before continuing.

Keeping it fresh and hopefully beautiful:):):)

Hopefully tomorrow will be a little less soggy for us and we can spend some time outside. A big thank you to @c0ff33a and @ace108.

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