well here we are. sitting on the dawn of a new year. i feel as though 2006 has secrets waiting to be revealed. its an adventure waiting to be had with all the bliss and sorrow that may come with it. i'm totally ok with not knowing, for once in my life i have no hidden agenda packed in the back of my mind. i think that comes from years of being in school, you know exactly what's expected of you for years and years, then you graduate and find yourself without that plum-line and you're left making it up yourself. interesting thought. that just came to me. that's what i like about writing, ideas form in my mind as i type. it helps me sort out the maze in my noggin.
as you know i've been trying to just take life as it comes and stop planning it. i was just reflecting on this year, on all the things i didn't plan but were plesant surprises. things that at this time last year, i didn't know was going to happen. i'm gonna write them out in a list. melinda teases me about my lists, but i'm a visual person and i like to see things on paper. on screen in this case.
• my mom's car was totalled while it was parked in front of joy's house. (actually, that wasn't a plesant surprise, but it was something that happened).
• went on my trip to europe with pam (true that was kind of in the works last new year, but it'd fallen through once before, so it wasn't definate).
• april and mayelin started working at my office, which was a dream come true!
• started knitting.
• melinda spent 2 months in europe while i held down the fort here by myself.
• started hanging out with the boob group/teen girls squad/the church ladies/the girls.
• started doing the next standard.
• sponsored a kid in south africa (spheshile).
• volunteered at the screening room.
• took life drawing class.
• started babysitting with dad.
• caleb was born (again, was something i knew about last new year, but it wasn't something i planned).
• joined the YMCA.
• went on a road trip with lana.
• leslie got married.
• went on a road trip with melody.
• irina moved in.
• finally got over whatshisface.
• started "living room" at next.
• started pspd blog.
• almost bought a house. then didn't.
• started learning to cook a little.
well that's all i can think of right now. some of those things may seem small and insignificant, but they were listed because they were important to me for one reason or another. feel free to ask me for an explanation, i'd be more than happy so share the story behind them.
i think one of the most significant things that couldn't be listed because it can't be summed up in one line was this year i learned to take inititative. i learned to ask people if they want to go out for lunch, or if they want to do suchandsuch. i realized you can't live your life waiting for other people to ask you to do things, because if everyone sat around waiting nothing would ever happen. it started off small. i decided that each sunday at church i would make myself talk to someone and not wait for people to talk to me. i've discovered, chickening out can in fact change the course of your life. wow, that sounds very dramatic! but i think back to last january, i was sitting alone at church. i saw a girl named cynthia who melinda had introduced me to at a&p as a friend of chelsea's. so i mustered up my courage and went and sat with her. we got talking and after the service she introduced me to laney, and that was my first link to the girls. yes, i may eventually have met up with them later, but you never know. i could have just kept attending next each week sitting alone and not talking to anyone for a long time. probably years! i was soooooooo shy last year. 2005 has been a real turning point for me. gradually.
so i'd like to encourage you, my dear friend, don't sit on your hands.
don't wait for life to happen to you.
grow some balls.
let go.
run the race with perserverance.
don't look back.
i love you. thank you for being a friend.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
jive guru
walking in the winter can be very invigorating. once you get past the bitter cold. i've decided to walk a lot this week since i'm vacationing from the YMCA. my logic is, since i'm on vacation why do something i do regularly. like go to the Y.
i'm really enjoying my holidays. and this whole new "taking life as it comes" philosophy is really working out well. i was just downtown and stopped in minotaur to visit with beckie. i wanted to see how she slept last night. while i was there we decided to go out tonight to a bar, because she's made it her lifes mission to help me acquire a taste for alcohol. on the way home, i turned on to colbourne street and could see 2 people standing on the sidewalk chatting. it was rhonda and laney!! how cool is that!! i invited them out with beckie and me on our bender (haha, ya right), and they mentioned they were just talking about going skating at the new rink. so i think we're going skating and then drinking. i love waking up and having no idea how my day will unravel.
i have this crazy phobia of getting older. it all stems from my fear of not accomplishing anything. but really when i think about it, i've jammed quite a lot into 26 years, its virtually impossible to live another 26 years uneventfully. i also deep down i think that the older i get the closer i'll be to living in suburbia with pastel walls decorating with dried flowers. but that won't ever happen!! there's no logic to that. i'm not that kind of person. in fact, i will most likely be exactly the same as i am right now in 10 years. except only better. i think people (when doing it right) only get better with age. next church is full of cool adults. actually, al and shari are a good example of the kind of "grown ups" i want to be like. and then years beyond them, i'd say sue and david lyon have something good going too. so i'm just gonna chill out and be myself. if my magic carpet ends up taking me somewhere i don't want to go, i have a feeling it won't be the 1990s.
faith pours from your walls, drowing your calls
i tried to hear, you're not near
i'm really enjoying my holidays. and this whole new "taking life as it comes" philosophy is really working out well. i was just downtown and stopped in minotaur to visit with beckie. i wanted to see how she slept last night. while i was there we decided to go out tonight to a bar, because she's made it her lifes mission to help me acquire a taste for alcohol. on the way home, i turned on to colbourne street and could see 2 people standing on the sidewalk chatting. it was rhonda and laney!! how cool is that!! i invited them out with beckie and me on our bender (haha, ya right), and they mentioned they were just talking about going skating at the new rink. so i think we're going skating and then drinking. i love waking up and having no idea how my day will unravel.
i have this crazy phobia of getting older. it all stems from my fear of not accomplishing anything. but really when i think about it, i've jammed quite a lot into 26 years, its virtually impossible to live another 26 years uneventfully. i also deep down i think that the older i get the closer i'll be to living in suburbia with pastel walls decorating with dried flowers. but that won't ever happen!! there's no logic to that. i'm not that kind of person. in fact, i will most likely be exactly the same as i am right now in 10 years. except only better. i think people (when doing it right) only get better with age. next church is full of cool adults. actually, al and shari are a good example of the kind of "grown ups" i want to be like. and then years beyond them, i'd say sue and david lyon have something good going too. so i'm just gonna chill out and be myself. if my magic carpet ends up taking me somewhere i don't want to go, i have a feeling it won't be the 1990s.
faith pours from your walls, drowing your calls
i tried to hear, you're not near
harmonica
its 3:10 in the morning.
i'm still awake. each night i stay up later and later.
when my holidays are over, i'll probably be going to bed when its time to get up to go to work.
i think i have a problem.
i'm still awake. each night i stay up later and later.
when my holidays are over, i'll probably be going to bed when its time to get up to go to work.
i think i have a problem.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
helpless
this is entry number 70. wow. !!
i went to see king kong with melissa today. we went to a matinee. i love matinees. i think its because its such a rare occassion that i can go to one. seeing king kong revealed something to me... i am a girly girl.
wow, that's quite the revelation. my whole life i've considered myself a tomboy. maybe i still am, but i definately have a girly side. i was all squirmy and hiding my eyes. there were a lot of scenes with constant action. like when the dinosaurs kept falling down the hill. they kept falling and falling. and falling. my favourite part was the relationship between kong and ann. that was very beautiful. he totally adored her. i found myself wondering "would i mind living my life as a pet woman to a gigantic gorilla?" he was very nice to her. he protected her. it was really neat how without him she was in constant danger, but with him she couldn't be any safer. it was very interesting to watch.
i remember matt telling me once that i would be good with an effeminate guy because i'm kind of masculine. it was one of those "slap in the face" kind of compliments. but the truth is, i prefer my men to be more masculine than me. but i've noticed lately... there are a lot of effeminate men. its weird. i'm always coming across guys who leave you wondering "is he gay?" what's up with that? is this just a recent occurence or have i only just started noticing it? it also makes me wonder how i feel about the idea of being with a man who's very effeminate. i like manly men. i like men who make me feel like a woman. i like to feel delicate and like a girl. so i guess the answer is: i don't like the idea at all.
this could be our last goodbye
i went to see king kong with melissa today. we went to a matinee. i love matinees. i think its because its such a rare occassion that i can go to one. seeing king kong revealed something to me... i am a girly girl.
wow, that's quite the revelation. my whole life i've considered myself a tomboy. maybe i still am, but i definately have a girly side. i was all squirmy and hiding my eyes. there were a lot of scenes with constant action. like when the dinosaurs kept falling down the hill. they kept falling and falling. and falling. my favourite part was the relationship between kong and ann. that was very beautiful. he totally adored her. i found myself wondering "would i mind living my life as a pet woman to a gigantic gorilla?" he was very nice to her. he protected her. it was really neat how without him she was in constant danger, but with him she couldn't be any safer. it was very interesting to watch.
i remember matt telling me once that i would be good with an effeminate guy because i'm kind of masculine. it was one of those "slap in the face" kind of compliments. but the truth is, i prefer my men to be more masculine than me. but i've noticed lately... there are a lot of effeminate men. its weird. i'm always coming across guys who leave you wondering "is he gay?" what's up with that? is this just a recent occurence or have i only just started noticing it? it also makes me wonder how i feel about the idea of being with a man who's very effeminate. i like manly men. i like men who make me feel like a woman. i like to feel delicate and like a girl. so i guess the answer is: i don't like the idea at all.
this could be our last goodbye
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
dead end
so can someone please explain to me the whole eat-your-heart-out mentality? example to put this in context... today i walked down to indigo and thought i saw an old flame. it wasn't him, but for some reason i really, really want to bump into him so he can see how great i'm doing and he can eat-his-heart-out. why? why is that? why do people feel this way? and do guys feel this way ever or is it just a girl thing?
alrighty. now for something completely different....
(i punked this survey off melinda's & jade's blog. thanx girls!)
Three Names you go by:
1. lesley
2. les
3. pest
Three Parts of Your Heritage:
1. irish
2. scotish
3. english
Three Things That Scare You:
1. accomplishing nothing
2. making mistakes that can't be reversed
3. change
Three of Your Everyday Essentials:
1. my earrings
2. my cuffs (a.k.a. my knife guards)
3. a cuppa tea
Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1. headphones
2. knee sox
3. bobby pin
Three of Your Favorite Songs :
1. one (u2)
2. over the pond (the album leaf)
3. cause a rockslide (badly drawn boy)
Three Things You Want in a Relationship (other than Love)
1. fun
2. a connection
3. passion
Three Things about the Opposite Sex that Appeal to You
1. tall, dark & handsome
2. like minded/faith
3. funky/cool
Three of Your Favorite Hobbies:
1. knitting
2. crossword puzzles
3. working with my hands
Three Things You want to do really badly right now:
1. tidy my room (again!! how does it get messy all the time!)
2. use my new george foreman grill but i don't have any meat b/c i haven't grocery shopped in close to 2 months
3. start working on my mosaic
Three Places You Want to go:
1. south africa
2. australia
3. rome
Three Things You Want to Do Before You Die:
1. go on a missions trip
2. learn to oil paint
3. travel
Three Ways that you are stereotypically a Girl/Guy:
1. i get giddy over boys
2. i knit
3. my toenails are always painted
Three Unique Things About Yourself:
1. my fingers curl (ask for a demo)
2. i had 3 serious, long-term relationships before the age of 24 (yup! i'm the long-term relationship queen!)
3. both sides of my family are "McK"s paternal = mcknight, maternal = mckinnon.
alrighty. now for something completely different....
(i punked this survey off melinda's & jade's blog. thanx girls!)
Three Names you go by:
1. lesley
2. les
3. pest
Three Parts of Your Heritage:
1. irish
2. scotish
3. english
Three Things That Scare You:
1. accomplishing nothing
2. making mistakes that can't be reversed
3. change
Three of Your Everyday Essentials:
1. my earrings
2. my cuffs (a.k.a. my knife guards)
3. a cuppa tea
Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1. headphones
2. knee sox
3. bobby pin
Three of Your Favorite Songs :
1. one (u2)
2. over the pond (the album leaf)
3. cause a rockslide (badly drawn boy)
Three Things You Want in a Relationship (other than Love)
1. fun
2. a connection
3. passion
Three Things about the Opposite Sex that Appeal to You
1. tall, dark & handsome
2. like minded/faith
3. funky/cool
Three of Your Favorite Hobbies:
1. knitting
2. crossword puzzles
3. working with my hands
Three Things You want to do really badly right now:
1. tidy my room (again!! how does it get messy all the time!)
2. use my new george foreman grill but i don't have any meat b/c i haven't grocery shopped in close to 2 months
3. start working on my mosaic
Three Places You Want to go:
1. south africa
2. australia
3. rome
Three Things You Want to Do Before You Die:
1. go on a missions trip
2. learn to oil paint
3. travel
Three Ways that you are stereotypically a Girl/Guy:
1. i get giddy over boys
2. i knit
3. my toenails are always painted
Three Unique Things About Yourself:
1. my fingers curl (ask for a demo)
2. i had 3 serious, long-term relationships before the age of 24 (yup! i'm the long-term relationship queen!)
3. both sides of my family are "McK"s paternal = mcknight, maternal = mckinnon.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
pacman
i've resolved to becoming flexible.
i was thinking during my big family talk the other day; i'm not one for schedules, rules, routines, timelines and so on. then why oh why am i such a planner? it seems the exact opposite of my nature. i think it was a defense mechanisim i developed years ago out of insecurity. its time to let go of it. you can't plan things. you can't force somethings or make somethings come out of nothing. that's alright. that's ok. but i want from now on to be flexible and spontaneous. and to hold loosely things outside myself. i'm not meaning friendships, but events. i'm not sure if that'll make any sense to you, but i don't really care.
last night, i was bored and feeling aimless. coming home after spending time with my family left me thinking "ok, now what?" but out of the blue, beckie msned me and ended up coming along to shoppers, then she came home with me to dye my hair. it was so much fun. i love swapping stories over bailey's and clinking ice cubes. i love that that just happened and it wasn't planned. this is what i want from now on. no more planning. no more mapping out my life. my life is a magic carpet ride. my life is a two seater bike, and i'm just peddling from the back.
i met up with buddy today and i had a really great time with him. he's home for christmas from california. we went to sol latino for lunch then he came shopping with me. it was really fun, i really enjoyed his company. i haven't seen him in 3 years, and after living in san francisco he's all freckley. its cute. we spent the afternoon gabbing about our lives and our friends from highschool, as well as joking about how awesome we are and my ability to shove my foot in my mouth. i'm going to knit him a case for his nalgene bottle, so melissa - i'm gonna need your help on this one. should i use round needles? how do i make the bottom? this is tricky, but i've got to do it because buddy had to cover me on my lunch because they didn't split the bill and i didn't have cash on me. argh! i hate it when they don't split the bill, or at least ask! jeepers.
bud helped me pick some wool for my hot-water bottle holder. its this kind of faux suede that melissa was using for a scarf. i think it'll be really nice and soft. i also had to buy new needles to replace the ones i broke. oops. this time i got metal ones so they won't break, but i've got to be careful so they don't bend.
ooh, so buddy works for eletronic arts and was on the team who developed the new james bond game. so those of you who are gamers... totally go out and buy it! buddy's name is in the credits! here's a link to russia with love
one last thing. melinda is playing at the elixir on thursday night (dec 29). she's acompanying this new "up-and-comer" named mark wilson on her cello. is anyone interested in coming with me? give me a buzz, send me an email. as usual, this invite is open to everyone except scott. hahahaha. i wonder if he's stopped stalking me via my blog yet. maybe its time to stop purposely excluding him. maybe its time to delete some of my links as well. whoa, i'm getting way off topic. so, ya. let me know if you're free and would like to come to the elixir this thursday. that gives you 2 days to rsvp. you have NO EXCUSE! i'll take it as a personal slight if no one rsvps! hahahha. just kidding.
my hands are small i know
but they're not yours they are my own
and i am never broken
i was thinking during my big family talk the other day; i'm not one for schedules, rules, routines, timelines and so on. then why oh why am i such a planner? it seems the exact opposite of my nature. i think it was a defense mechanisim i developed years ago out of insecurity. its time to let go of it. you can't plan things. you can't force somethings or make somethings come out of nothing. that's alright. that's ok. but i want from now on to be flexible and spontaneous. and to hold loosely things outside myself. i'm not meaning friendships, but events. i'm not sure if that'll make any sense to you, but i don't really care.
last night, i was bored and feeling aimless. coming home after spending time with my family left me thinking "ok, now what?" but out of the blue, beckie msned me and ended up coming along to shoppers, then she came home with me to dye my hair. it was so much fun. i love swapping stories over bailey's and clinking ice cubes. i love that that just happened and it wasn't planned. this is what i want from now on. no more planning. no more mapping out my life. my life is a magic carpet ride. my life is a two seater bike, and i'm just peddling from the back.
i met up with buddy today and i had a really great time with him. he's home for christmas from california. we went to sol latino for lunch then he came shopping with me. it was really fun, i really enjoyed his company. i haven't seen him in 3 years, and after living in san francisco he's all freckley. its cute. we spent the afternoon gabbing about our lives and our friends from highschool, as well as joking about how awesome we are and my ability to shove my foot in my mouth. i'm going to knit him a case for his nalgene bottle, so melissa - i'm gonna need your help on this one. should i use round needles? how do i make the bottom? this is tricky, but i've got to do it because buddy had to cover me on my lunch because they didn't split the bill and i didn't have cash on me. argh! i hate it when they don't split the bill, or at least ask! jeepers.
bud helped me pick some wool for my hot-water bottle holder. its this kind of faux suede that melissa was using for a scarf. i think it'll be really nice and soft. i also had to buy new needles to replace the ones i broke. oops. this time i got metal ones so they won't break, but i've got to be careful so they don't bend.
ooh, so buddy works for eletronic arts and was on the team who developed the new james bond game. so those of you who are gamers... totally go out and buy it! buddy's name is in the credits! here's a link to russia with love
one last thing. melinda is playing at the elixir on thursday night (dec 29). she's acompanying this new "up-and-comer" named mark wilson on her cello. is anyone interested in coming with me? give me a buzz, send me an email. as usual, this invite is open to everyone except scott. hahahaha. i wonder if he's stopped stalking me via my blog yet. maybe its time to stop purposely excluding him. maybe its time to delete some of my links as well. whoa, i'm getting way off topic. so, ya. let me know if you're free and would like to come to the elixir this thursday. that gives you 2 days to rsvp. you have NO EXCUSE! i'll take it as a personal slight if no one rsvps! hahahha. just kidding.
my hands are small i know
but they're not yours they are my own
and i am never broken
Monday, December 26, 2005
life uncommon
i'm totally into jewel right now. that's so weird... like i'm listening to jewel - spirit which came out like... i dunno like 6 or 7 years ago. its funny how things sometimes become re-relivant to your life again after a long period of time. but this time its different. its like i'm seeing things with a different perspective than i did originally. so i appologize in advance for all the jewel quotes.
ok, so i had a really great christmas with my clan. i have a very unique family, and i totally recognize that. i was thinking it would probably take over 2 hours of straight talking to explain my family situation. i love 'em. on christmas eve, joy, tim, me, mom and carol (tim's mom) sat up talking until 1:30. it was really nice. it was a deep conversation, one of those conversations that can't be planned and can't be contrived. it hit me that not all families talk like that. deep intimate conversations. i'm glad we do. my mom has always confided in us, and i realize that's not always good. and there were times where playing that role was very difficult. but i'm good now. and i'm happy that inspite the fact that i'm only 26 i have hordes of life experience under my belt. it better equips me for my life ahead. i'm not the kind of person that learns from other peoples experiences, only from my own.
christmas day was great. i got some nice gifts, but it was really fun seeing the pleasure my gifts gave my family. i got tim "cities and knights" and he was so shocked and excited that he got all chocked up and started crying. awwww. it was soo cute. poor tim, he was soo embarrassed. he kept saying "les, this is too much, we'll give you some money", but it was ok. it WAS too expensive, but its worth making him so happy. i managed to balance my books. i also got him a marilyn monroe calander which we all got a real kick out of. hahahaha. its so unlike tim. they were alittle confused why i had given it to him, but they caught on to the irony. besides, i told them, marilyn monroe was a size 14! joy once again gave me an iq puzzle (can i call it or what!), but this one was really hard. i sat it down for a little while and when i got back to it everything just fell into place. i gave joelle her hula-hoop and demonstrated for her so she'd know what it was for. then everyone had a go, it was so funny. when it was joy's turn joelle was yelling "go mommy go! go mommy go!!" it was amazing, she's becoming a real little kid and not a baby anymore. i slept in the spare bed in her room and i joked that it was the kid room just like when we were camping this summer we were in the kid room then too. i was like "ok joelle, but no peeing the bed this time" but that's a whole 'nother story. on christmas morning there were stockings at the foot of both of our beds. hahahaha. it was so funny because mom and joy and decided over 10 years ago that we weren't going to have stockings anymore and that had really ticked me off. i felt ripped off, so joy said to tim "i've got to make one for les too". hahaha. ah, good times.
my dad came for dinner and stayed for the entire evening. it was nice the 4 of us sitting watching a movie together. teasing each other, enjoying each others company. it was nice.
God, won't you please hold me, release me,
show me the meaning of mercy
let me loose, let me fly,
i won't be held down
i won't be held back
i will lead with my faith
ok, so i had a really great christmas with my clan. i have a very unique family, and i totally recognize that. i was thinking it would probably take over 2 hours of straight talking to explain my family situation. i love 'em. on christmas eve, joy, tim, me, mom and carol (tim's mom) sat up talking until 1:30. it was really nice. it was a deep conversation, one of those conversations that can't be planned and can't be contrived. it hit me that not all families talk like that. deep intimate conversations. i'm glad we do. my mom has always confided in us, and i realize that's not always good. and there were times where playing that role was very difficult. but i'm good now. and i'm happy that inspite the fact that i'm only 26 i have hordes of life experience under my belt. it better equips me for my life ahead. i'm not the kind of person that learns from other peoples experiences, only from my own.
christmas day was great. i got some nice gifts, but it was really fun seeing the pleasure my gifts gave my family. i got tim "cities and knights" and he was so shocked and excited that he got all chocked up and started crying. awwww. it was soo cute. poor tim, he was soo embarrassed. he kept saying "les, this is too much, we'll give you some money", but it was ok. it WAS too expensive, but its worth making him so happy. i managed to balance my books. i also got him a marilyn monroe calander which we all got a real kick out of. hahahaha. its so unlike tim. they were alittle confused why i had given it to him, but they caught on to the irony. besides, i told them, marilyn monroe was a size 14! joy once again gave me an iq puzzle (can i call it or what!), but this one was really hard. i sat it down for a little while and when i got back to it everything just fell into place. i gave joelle her hula-hoop and demonstrated for her so she'd know what it was for. then everyone had a go, it was so funny. when it was joy's turn joelle was yelling "go mommy go! go mommy go!!" it was amazing, she's becoming a real little kid and not a baby anymore. i slept in the spare bed in her room and i joked that it was the kid room just like when we were camping this summer we were in the kid room then too. i was like "ok joelle, but no peeing the bed this time" but that's a whole 'nother story. on christmas morning there were stockings at the foot of both of our beds. hahahaha. it was so funny because mom and joy and decided over 10 years ago that we weren't going to have stockings anymore and that had really ticked me off. i felt ripped off, so joy said to tim "i've got to make one for les too". hahaha. ah, good times.
my dad came for dinner and stayed for the entire evening. it was nice the 4 of us sitting watching a movie together. teasing each other, enjoying each others company. it was nice.
God, won't you please hold me, release me,
show me the meaning of mercy
let me loose, let me fly,
i won't be held down
i won't be held back
i will lead with my faith
Saturday, December 24, 2005
messiah
its christmas eve. it almost feels like its snuck up on me out of the blue. i've been avoiding the whole christmas thing. i had a bad experience in giant tiger that really turned me off the whole expected behaviour towards christmas. besides, i don't like to be told "its december so you've got to be listening to nothing but christmas carols!" actually, no one has said that to me, but i feel that kind of pressure. yesterday at work i could hear christmas carols coming out of someone's cube so i turned up the volume on my tunes so i didn't have to hear it. that makes me sounds very "scrooge" like, but christmas doesn't mean carols to me. it means the birth of christ and spending time with my family. and that's all that matters to me.
of course i'm totally thrilled about having a week off work, but that isn't "christmas". and i'm really looking forward to hanging out with my friends. i've missed them this week which is funny, as in strange.
so i'm doing my laundry right now because i need non-mustard covered pants and because i need my laundry basket to cart my gifts off to joy's. all my gifts are wrapped in the exact same paper, with a little paper hot pepper as the label that came out of a PRINT magazine. i'll stay over night at the oldings (joy and tim's) tonight and tomorrow night. oooh, and they're not even gonna make me go to church on christmas day. we don't usually, but this year christmas is on sunday and i've been dreading that for probably 10 years now because of my "anti-outside" christmas rule. i remember there was a leap day last time christmas was supposed to land on a sunday so that cleared me for that year. the service at next is cancelled, but not at my family's church. but they don't wanna go either, so that made my day.
we were given a christmas turkey by the president of my company. its huge. at first i was like "what am I gonna do with a turkey?!?!" but then i realized, i can take it to joy's for our christmas dinner. ok. so i guess i should get moving. i've got to get dressed, tidy my room and have some breakfast. or lunch. or i guess it would be a late lunch. oh well.
merry christmas!!
this restlessness inside of me
it knows that you're no stranger
you're my gravity
my hands will adore you through all darkness aim
and reinvent your name
of course i'm totally thrilled about having a week off work, but that isn't "christmas". and i'm really looking forward to hanging out with my friends. i've missed them this week which is funny, as in strange.
so i'm doing my laundry right now because i need non-mustard covered pants and because i need my laundry basket to cart my gifts off to joy's. all my gifts are wrapped in the exact same paper, with a little paper hot pepper as the label that came out of a PRINT magazine. i'll stay over night at the oldings (joy and tim's) tonight and tomorrow night. oooh, and they're not even gonna make me go to church on christmas day. we don't usually, but this year christmas is on sunday and i've been dreading that for probably 10 years now because of my "anti-outside" christmas rule. i remember there was a leap day last time christmas was supposed to land on a sunday so that cleared me for that year. the service at next is cancelled, but not at my family's church. but they don't wanna go either, so that made my day.
we were given a christmas turkey by the president of my company. its huge. at first i was like "what am I gonna do with a turkey?!?!" but then i realized, i can take it to joy's for our christmas dinner. ok. so i guess i should get moving. i've got to get dressed, tidy my room and have some breakfast. or lunch. or i guess it would be a late lunch. oh well.
merry christmas!!
this restlessness inside of me
it knows that you're no stranger
you're my gravity
my hands will adore you through all darkness aim
and reinvent your name
Friday, December 23, 2005
static
so people, what should i talk about today?
- my wet ankles? the fact that my bellbottoms suck up water in puddles like a sponge?
- the fact that i was the last person out of the office tonight and that when i left, my car was the only one in the parking lot?
the other morning i was preparing my hash-browns for breakfast and got some juice out of the fridge. it was melinda's, actually i bought it, it was a no-name lemonade and i let her use it for her potluck. as i drank it i thought "this tastes really funny" it was leaving a bad aftertaste like coconut (which i hate. i hate coconut). but thought "that's crazy, keep drinking it". got to almost the bottom when i just couldn't take it anymore. it tasted so weird, and i was starting to feel nausous. that night i said to mindy, "what's that juice in the fridge?" she was like "lemonade, why?" i said "it tastes like coconut". "oh, it has coconut rum in it". hahahaha. i had rum at 6:30 in the morning and then went to work. hahahahaha. so wacky.
i'm starting to go off my hash-browns. which isn't good. i'm very rotational with my breakfast foods. i'll go on a big... hash-brown kick (for example) and eat nothing but hash-browns for several months. but then get really grossed out by them and have to move onto something else. i don't know what i'm gonna move on to next!! i need some kind of breakfast injection or something.
my room is in utter chaos right now. i suppose go in cycles with the tidiness of my room. i like it when its clean, i just don't know how it gets messy.
and i need to wrap my presents. i'm starting to get excited about christmas. actually, its more the spending time with my family than the getting gifts. christmas day is my FAVOURITE day of the year. i don't leave the house all day. i'm anal about that. it drives my family crazy. they're like "hey les, do you want to go for a walk?" "no." last year they all went out for a stroll together and i used joy's treadmill. hahahaha. that's the price i pay for being stubborn. i really like doing jigsaw puzzles on christmas day. actually, i'm strangely good at puzzles. and at packing a car with luggage. i feel like its the ultimate puzzle that i've been in training for my whole life. joy often buys me these little "i.q. puzzles" from the dollar store where you get rated on your genus based on how long it takes. we always get a big kick out of the fact that i'm unusually fast at them and kick tim's ass. its funny because he's an engineering physicist and i'm lesley. we even do them in different rooms to avoid cheating and i STILL beat him. i think it secretly bruises his ego a little.
- my wet ankles? the fact that my bellbottoms suck up water in puddles like a sponge?
- the fact that i was the last person out of the office tonight and that when i left, my car was the only one in the parking lot?
the other morning i was preparing my hash-browns for breakfast and got some juice out of the fridge. it was melinda's, actually i bought it, it was a no-name lemonade and i let her use it for her potluck. as i drank it i thought "this tastes really funny" it was leaving a bad aftertaste like coconut (which i hate. i hate coconut). but thought "that's crazy, keep drinking it". got to almost the bottom when i just couldn't take it anymore. it tasted so weird, and i was starting to feel nausous. that night i said to mindy, "what's that juice in the fridge?" she was like "lemonade, why?" i said "it tastes like coconut". "oh, it has coconut rum in it". hahahaha. i had rum at 6:30 in the morning and then went to work. hahahahaha. so wacky.
i'm starting to go off my hash-browns. which isn't good. i'm very rotational with my breakfast foods. i'll go on a big... hash-brown kick (for example) and eat nothing but hash-browns for several months. but then get really grossed out by them and have to move onto something else. i don't know what i'm gonna move on to next!! i need some kind of breakfast injection or something.
my room is in utter chaos right now. i suppose go in cycles with the tidiness of my room. i like it when its clean, i just don't know how it gets messy.
and i need to wrap my presents. i'm starting to get excited about christmas. actually, its more the spending time with my family than the getting gifts. christmas day is my FAVOURITE day of the year. i don't leave the house all day. i'm anal about that. it drives my family crazy. they're like "hey les, do you want to go for a walk?" "no." last year they all went out for a stroll together and i used joy's treadmill. hahahaha. that's the price i pay for being stubborn. i really like doing jigsaw puzzles on christmas day. actually, i'm strangely good at puzzles. and at packing a car with luggage. i feel like its the ultimate puzzle that i've been in training for my whole life. joy often buys me these little "i.q. puzzles" from the dollar store where you get rated on your genus based on how long it takes. we always get a big kick out of the fact that i'm unusually fast at them and kick tim's ass. its funny because he's an engineering physicist and i'm lesley. we even do them in different rooms to avoid cheating and i STILL beat him. i think it secretly bruises his ego a little.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
calculator
i'm horribly crabby. i feel like my acid reflux is eating through my beautiful esophagus. somebody stop the burning!!
i have mustard on my pants. i had a hot dog at harry potter the other night and got mustard all over them in the dark. mustard stains like the dickens. but its not a stain. i just forgot about it and wore them to work like this and didn't notice until i was in the car. mayelin says it just looks like a highlighter exploded on me. so i guess that's good.
this is just one of those days where one crappy thing happens after another. it started off by me dropping one of my hash browns on the floor. i didn't eat it. i did consider it. i also considered washing it under the tap, but that wouldn't have helped. i offended one person. stuck my foot in my mouth with another person. and all of this before 8:44 this morning.
i remember lana telling me once that men are like waffles and women are like spaghetti. a man can come to work after having problems at home and it doesn't effect his job or other aspects of his life. each aspect is a different piece of the waffle and they're all divided up. where a woman can go to work after dealing with problems at home and it effects her whole day. because it all gets mixed together like in spaghetti. i think i agree with that. its true in my life. i'm trying to become more guarded, not to share everything with everyone. lana used to tell me i was a blabber mouth. that's probably true too. she's very smart.
the thing is... not everyone wants to know everything about everyone else. i do. but i'm nosey. but also because i feel like understanding a person's past helps me understand their make-up. who they are and why they're like that. i guess sometimes it doesn't hurt to hold back. but i don't understand these people who don't share things. or people who give mixed messages. i suppose mixed messages are often a result of the person misinterpreting the messages. its like that simon and garfunkel song that says "a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest". very true for men and women a like. wow, that is a really scattered paragraph. i'm not even sure WHAT i'm getting at.
pspd makes me feel like a combination of carrie bradshaw and bridget jones, with a twist of my own unique form of quirky.
maybe its not acid reflux. maybe i'm having a heart-attack.
i haven't had a pomegranate in several weeks.
i'm feeling a little lonely.
sit on top of the world and tell me what you're thinking
take my hand and show me where we're going
take your time
i have mustard on my pants. i had a hot dog at harry potter the other night and got mustard all over them in the dark. mustard stains like the dickens. but its not a stain. i just forgot about it and wore them to work like this and didn't notice until i was in the car. mayelin says it just looks like a highlighter exploded on me. so i guess that's good.
this is just one of those days where one crappy thing happens after another. it started off by me dropping one of my hash browns on the floor. i didn't eat it. i did consider it. i also considered washing it under the tap, but that wouldn't have helped. i offended one person. stuck my foot in my mouth with another person. and all of this before 8:44 this morning.
i remember lana telling me once that men are like waffles and women are like spaghetti. a man can come to work after having problems at home and it doesn't effect his job or other aspects of his life. each aspect is a different piece of the waffle and they're all divided up. where a woman can go to work after dealing with problems at home and it effects her whole day. because it all gets mixed together like in spaghetti. i think i agree with that. its true in my life. i'm trying to become more guarded, not to share everything with everyone. lana used to tell me i was a blabber mouth. that's probably true too. she's very smart.
the thing is... not everyone wants to know everything about everyone else. i do. but i'm nosey. but also because i feel like understanding a person's past helps me understand their make-up. who they are and why they're like that. i guess sometimes it doesn't hurt to hold back. but i don't understand these people who don't share things. or people who give mixed messages. i suppose mixed messages are often a result of the person misinterpreting the messages. its like that simon and garfunkel song that says "a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest". very true for men and women a like. wow, that is a really scattered paragraph. i'm not even sure WHAT i'm getting at.
pspd makes me feel like a combination of carrie bradshaw and bridget jones, with a twist of my own unique form of quirky.
maybe its not acid reflux. maybe i'm having a heart-attack.
i haven't had a pomegranate in several weeks.
i'm feeling a little lonely.
sit on top of the world and tell me what you're thinking
take my hand and show me where we're going
take your time
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
backseat
if i were to take cello lessons, i would like a teacher as cool as melinda (if not melinda herself). she is currently downstairs teaching a 13-year-old boy how to read music. and i just over heard her saying "now, there's no reason for your fingers to look like their having a heart-attack". hahahaha. that's awesome!!
i've started making a dent in my christmas shopping. finally. i bought joelle a hula-hoop. hahaha. i think that's hilarious! every year, there's always one person who's more easy to buy for than the others. this year it was tim. i find it strange that i leave my christmas shopping so late because i LOVE giving gifts, probably more than i like getting them. i have a feeling i'm a last minute shopper because i have a hard time waiting to give them the presents. here i go, self-analyzing again. drunk april was making fun of me for that the other day and her imitation was dead on. it was too funny. i didn't realize i was unusually self-aware.
for future reference, will people please remind me NOT to tell knickers and marilyn personal things?? they're worse than my own mother with their opinons and advise.
melissa gave me this totally awesome knitting book the other day. its soo nice, and it'll be so helpful as well. melinda gave me a cookbook. i feel like a certified adult now. i'm gonna cook something for her and irina over christmas out of it. also, rhonda lent me a beginners guide to mosaics which will be really helpful over my holidays. laney gave me this really pretty tree ornament, but i'm treeless, so i wonder where i should hang it... oh what a challenge. hmmm. irina gave me this tea cup for graphic designers. it made me feel so special, i've never been given something related to my career before. its like finding an obscure name on a pencil in the dollar store or something.
so does anyone know what the saying "cut the mustard" means? i've never understood it, or known what context it should be used in.
come on hide your lovers underneath the covers.
i've started making a dent in my christmas shopping. finally. i bought joelle a hula-hoop. hahaha. i think that's hilarious! every year, there's always one person who's more easy to buy for than the others. this year it was tim. i find it strange that i leave my christmas shopping so late because i LOVE giving gifts, probably more than i like getting them. i have a feeling i'm a last minute shopper because i have a hard time waiting to give them the presents. here i go, self-analyzing again. drunk april was making fun of me for that the other day and her imitation was dead on. it was too funny. i didn't realize i was unusually self-aware.
for future reference, will people please remind me NOT to tell knickers and marilyn personal things?? they're worse than my own mother with their opinons and advise.
melissa gave me this totally awesome knitting book the other day. its soo nice, and it'll be so helpful as well. melinda gave me a cookbook. i feel like a certified adult now. i'm gonna cook something for her and irina over christmas out of it. also, rhonda lent me a beginners guide to mosaics which will be really helpful over my holidays. laney gave me this really pretty tree ornament, but i'm treeless, so i wonder where i should hang it... oh what a challenge. hmmm. irina gave me this tea cup for graphic designers. it made me feel so special, i've never been given something related to my career before. its like finding an obscure name on a pencil in the dollar store or something.
so does anyone know what the saying "cut the mustard" means? i've never understood it, or known what context it should be used in.
come on hide your lovers underneath the covers.
Monday, December 19, 2005
salsa
is it just me or does anyone else think that pope john paul and mother teresa would have made a nice couple? well i guess we'll never know, now will we?
i went to see harry potter tonight with linds, lisa, joel and cameron. i have to admit, i'm quite the harry potter junkie. well not in excess or anything but i do genuinely like the movies. each one. they're all equally interesting and engaging. i only JUST got on the harry potter bandwagon. like this summer. i was dissuaded before by all the people claiming harry potter was evil. not like i agreed, it was more i was turned off any interest in seeing them because of all the controversey.
something has been eating at me that i feel i need to clear up. rumour has it i'm a man-hater. well actually, its not really a rumour. i just thought it sounded more intriguing to phrase it that way. someone (who will remain anonymous) said it comes across in my blog that i have issues with men. and i was all like "well ya, of course. i'm a man-hater". hmm, so i guess if there was a man-hating rumour about me going around i started it. darn. well anywayz, i was pondering this at work today, and i've concluded that's not true. i liked saying i am, but really i'm not. so i guess i shouldn't say that then should i? regardless, i'd like to plead my own case on this one... being raised by a single-parent mom tends to colour your glasses anything but rose-coloured. does that make sense? think "jerry maguire" - that divorce support group. then you're starting to get the picture. there are incidents that fuel an indignant flame, but i know not all men are scum. there are good men. oh, and when i said "maybe boys aren't so bad after all" i was meaning "sons". i always thought, if i have kids some day, i never wanted sons. i guess its a fear of the unknown. but i've accepted that you get what you get, so i'm glad that joy had a boy because now i can get used to having one around (other than poor tim). she felt the same way i think. when caleb was born i remember her saying "i'm not used to boys, i grew up in an all girls house". i used to call it the estrogen zoo.
I was having some problems with my knitting yesterday. the problem being i kept breaking my needles. it was sooo weird! i didn't even realize that could happen!! hahahahaha.
i went to see harry potter tonight with linds, lisa, joel and cameron. i have to admit, i'm quite the harry potter junkie. well not in excess or anything but i do genuinely like the movies. each one. they're all equally interesting and engaging. i only JUST got on the harry potter bandwagon. like this summer. i was dissuaded before by all the people claiming harry potter was evil. not like i agreed, it was more i was turned off any interest in seeing them because of all the controversey.
something has been eating at me that i feel i need to clear up. rumour has it i'm a man-hater. well actually, its not really a rumour. i just thought it sounded more intriguing to phrase it that way. someone (who will remain anonymous) said it comes across in my blog that i have issues with men. and i was all like "well ya, of course. i'm a man-hater". hmm, so i guess if there was a man-hating rumour about me going around i started it. darn. well anywayz, i was pondering this at work today, and i've concluded that's not true. i liked saying i am, but really i'm not. so i guess i shouldn't say that then should i? regardless, i'd like to plead my own case on this one... being raised by a single-parent mom tends to colour your glasses anything but rose-coloured. does that make sense? think "jerry maguire" - that divorce support group. then you're starting to get the picture. there are incidents that fuel an indignant flame, but i know not all men are scum. there are good men. oh, and when i said "maybe boys aren't so bad after all" i was meaning "sons". i always thought, if i have kids some day, i never wanted sons. i guess its a fear of the unknown. but i've accepted that you get what you get, so i'm glad that joy had a boy because now i can get used to having one around (other than poor tim). she felt the same way i think. when caleb was born i remember her saying "i'm not used to boys, i grew up in an all girls house". i used to call it the estrogen zoo.
I was having some problems with my knitting yesterday. the problem being i kept breaking my needles. it was sooo weird! i didn't even realize that could happen!! hahahahaha.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
forbidden fruit
i went out last night to see lacklustre at the scherzo. its amazing i made it there alive....
i first slipped on ice on david's porch and slammed in his front door, then on the way down the stairs i missed the last step and tripped. very gracefully of course. (sure, sure). these mishaps should have been a clue that i was a little off kilter.
in the car on the way to melissa's (who was NOT there by the way - grrrr!). we sat at a stop light for a couple minutes before i started to take off. david, who was ever so casual, said "umm, that was a red light" very nonchalantly. then we both clued in, that for some unknown reason i'd just driven through a red light. so strange. i have no idea.
while we were still a little stunned by that incident i realized we were driving down the middle of queen street with a mini van coming right at us!! it was the drive of doom!! amazingly enough, he claims he didn't feel unsafe in my car.
i went out for lunch with my family today to the lone star. our waiter totally tricked me into admitting it was my birthday. i can't believe i fell for it. ugh!! so he came by at the end and stuck something on my head and made me stand on my chair while they sang for me. i tried to be as good about it as possible and shook my bum while they sang (meanwhile in my head i'm thinking "holy crap!! i'm so embarrased").
exciting news!! al gave me a new coat!! he'd read on my blog that i was coat-needy. its very nice. i like it a lot. i feel more classy as opposed to the bummy my other coat used to make me feel. ah! its all in the coat i suppose.
well i didn't even make it to my rant i was storing up for today. oh well i guess it'll have to wait for another time.
i'm outtie. my feet are cold and wet, so i'm gonna go change my sox.
i first slipped on ice on david's porch and slammed in his front door, then on the way down the stairs i missed the last step and tripped. very gracefully of course. (sure, sure). these mishaps should have been a clue that i was a little off kilter.
in the car on the way to melissa's (who was NOT there by the way - grrrr!). we sat at a stop light for a couple minutes before i started to take off. david, who was ever so casual, said "umm, that was a red light" very nonchalantly. then we both clued in, that for some unknown reason i'd just driven through a red light. so strange. i have no idea.
while we were still a little stunned by that incident i realized we were driving down the middle of queen street with a mini van coming right at us!! it was the drive of doom!! amazingly enough, he claims he didn't feel unsafe in my car.
i went out for lunch with my family today to the lone star. our waiter totally tricked me into admitting it was my birthday. i can't believe i fell for it. ugh!! so he came by at the end and stuck something on my head and made me stand on my chair while they sang for me. i tried to be as good about it as possible and shook my bum while they sang (meanwhile in my head i'm thinking "holy crap!! i'm so embarrased").
exciting news!! al gave me a new coat!! he'd read on my blog that i was coat-needy. its very nice. i like it a lot. i feel more classy as opposed to the bummy my other coat used to make me feel. ah! its all in the coat i suppose.
well i didn't even make it to my rant i was storing up for today. oh well i guess it'll have to wait for another time.
i'm outtie. my feet are cold and wet, so i'm gonna go change my sox.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
kick in the teeth
today is my 26th birthday. its also lindsay's 24th birthday. so in honour of us, here are some pics.
here's us showing off our bums. i think this is a hilarious photo because it looks like my bottom half of my body isn't attached to my upper half.
i'm all about the bums. yup, i admit it. the other day melinda was on the phone and i was on a chair dancing waving my bum in her face. it was great!!! this pic kinda makes my bum look big, but its only because i'm curvy. yes, that's right... i'm a curvy woman!
lindsay looks amused but not as jazzed as i am. i guess that's because this is a normal occurance for me.
now this one is much more up lindsay's alley. we're fighting over the chair i brought in from the living room and she snagged. beckie isn't looking too impressed. she's thinking "act your age not your shoe size" hahaha. actually, i'm not sure if that's something beckie would say at all.
last night was my work christmas party. it was really fun. in the end i did go out and buy an outfit to get knickers off my back. so i want to show you a photo of me all glamed up. its quite different of the earlier ass-photo.
this is april on my right (your left) and this is mayelin on my left (your right). i really like drunk april, she's outragous!! pretty hard to keep up with though.
mayelin was having problems with her shoes ;) you can kinda see that she's starting to show. oh mayelin's preggers (have i not mentioned that before?)
it was super fun, we danced and laughed and smooged.
knickers was super proud of me and gave me a sappy talk about how much she loves me. it was actually really nice. she did almost make me cry (and not in a bad way for a change).
so yes. i am now 1 year old in the new quarter century. i'm suprisingly happy about it. i had a really great 25th year. and i'm excited about my 26th. thanks for being a part of my life ;)
here's us showing off our bums. i think this is a hilarious photo because it looks like my bottom half of my body isn't attached to my upper half.i'm all about the bums. yup, i admit it. the other day melinda was on the phone and i was on a chair dancing waving my bum in her face. it was great!!! this pic kinda makes my bum look big, but its only because i'm curvy. yes, that's right... i'm a curvy woman!
lindsay looks amused but not as jazzed as i am. i guess that's because this is a normal occurance for me.
now this one is much more up lindsay's alley. we're fighting over the chair i brought in from the living room and she snagged. beckie isn't looking too impressed. she's thinking "act your age not your shoe size" hahaha. actually, i'm not sure if that's something beckie would say at all.last night was my work christmas party. it was really fun. in the end i did go out and buy an outfit to get knickers off my back. so i want to show you a photo of me all glamed up. its quite different of the earlier ass-photo.
this is april on my right (your left) and this is mayelin on my left (your right). i really like drunk april, she's outragous!! pretty hard to keep up with though.
mayelin was having problems with her shoes ;) you can kinda see that she's starting to show. oh mayelin's preggers (have i not mentioned that before?)
it was super fun, we danced and laughed and smooged.
knickers was super proud of me and gave me a sappy talk about how much she loves me. it was actually really nice. she did almost make me cry (and not in a bad way for a change).
so yes. i am now 1 year old in the new quarter century. i'm suprisingly happy about it. i had a really great 25th year. and i'm excited about my 26th. thanks for being a part of my life ;)
Friday, December 16, 2005
underpants and overcoats: the spectrum of human existence
i feel guilty for not going to work today. i wonder if i'll even get paid. oh well. it would be such a big deal if only i didn't have to spend so much money on this stupid christmas party. well its not stupid, i've just concluded that i hate spending money. i'm a cheapo. that's why i've been wearing the same crappy coat that's falling apart for 6 years. its also WAY too big which i only just realized. i need a new one. a real new one. not just one from value village. i was noticing today all the people with nice coats when i walked downtown (instead of being at work-ugh). i think i'll try and wear this one for a little while longer than try and find a nice coat on sale. melinda has a really nice coat, so does laney and rhonda.
so, let me fill you in on the pine street block gossip!! ok, well we have this neighbour - dusty - in our row of houses (my house is in a block of 4 attached row houses). he has this really awful truck that we've tried on several occassions to have towed. hahaha. i know, it sounds awful, but its this dumpy old beater truck that the entire neighbourhood unloads their trash into. its so run down he can't even drive it. it sits in our laneway taking up a parking spot, right beside our backyard. anyways, there's the background story on the truck. well we'd given up because melinda had a confrontation with him where he was yelling and swearing at her in the street and he said he'd sue us if we towed his truck. then a week or two ago, gloria -my foggy-minded neighbour - was in tara's and starting talking to melinda and told her that dusty and his woman had a huge fight a dusty left her. now, that dusty is a real s.o.b., but i still feel bad for lisa. then the other day a tow truck came and took dusty's truck away!! wow!! that's so awesome. here's a pic melinda took of them towing it away!! man, i wish i'd been here. its so satisfying.
today when i was outside shovelling i saw his car drive by. i wonder what that was all about. lisa's boys dug her car out of the laneway today. i was very impressed with them. i stood at the top of the stairs looking out the winder watching them, utterly amazed. they were little power houses. thoses little gems. hahaha. no, but seriously. i have to give them credit for being there for their mom. as i watched them i thought "maybe boys aren't so bad after all"
after dusty had driven by i got reminiscing about him. remembering all the times with dusy. the time i went to his door to ask if he knew who'd abandond their car in our laneway, and was surprised by his effeminate voice. the times he'd smoke a joint in his backyard. the time when he was having a joint and he overheard all of melinda and irina's risqué conversation. the time he dumped all the trash in the park. the time he was threating melinda. aww dusty. gone are the dayz.
so, let me fill you in on the pine street block gossip!! ok, well we have this neighbour - dusty - in our row of houses (my house is in a block of 4 attached row houses). he has this really awful truck that we've tried on several occassions to have towed. hahaha. i know, it sounds awful, but its this dumpy old beater truck that the entire neighbourhood unloads their trash into. its so run down he can't even drive it. it sits in our laneway taking up a parking spot, right beside our backyard. anyways, there's the background story on the truck. well we'd given up because melinda had a confrontation with him where he was yelling and swearing at her in the street and he said he'd sue us if we towed his truck. then a week or two ago, gloria -my foggy-minded neighbour - was in tara's and starting talking to melinda and told her that dusty and his woman had a huge fight a dusty left her. now, that dusty is a real s.o.b., but i still feel bad for lisa. then the other day a tow truck came and took dusty's truck away!! wow!! that's so awesome. here's a pic melinda took of them towing it away!! man, i wish i'd been here. its so satisfying.
today when i was outside shovelling i saw his car drive by. i wonder what that was all about. lisa's boys dug her car out of the laneway today. i was very impressed with them. i stood at the top of the stairs looking out the winder watching them, utterly amazed. they were little power houses. thoses little gems. hahaha. no, but seriously. i have to give them credit for being there for their mom. as i watched them i thought "maybe boys aren't so bad after all"after dusty had driven by i got reminiscing about him. remembering all the times with dusy. the time i went to his door to ask if he knew who'd abandond their car in our laneway, and was surprised by his effeminate voice. the times he'd smoke a joint in his backyard. the time when he was having a joint and he overheard all of melinda and irina's risqué conversation. the time he dumped all the trash in the park. the time he was threating melinda. aww dusty. gone are the dayz.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
sack cloth
so. tomorrow night is my work christmas party. everyone's really hyped about it. its peculiar. everyone, even frank, is talking fashion. what are you gonna wear? well to save frank's reputation, we WERE asking what his wife is going to wear. he quite eagerly joined in the conversation too. he's funny. i'm looking forward to meeting his wife rita. he talks about her all the time. which i think is really nice. they are clearly best friends which is refreshing to see after 25 years of marriage. i really admire that. anyways, i have quite the dilemma. i don't know what to wear. usually i wouldn't care. but i feel all this pressure from knickers. i don't know why. she's very subtle with the "YOU BETTER LOOK GOOD!" i don't know why it matters so much to her. i asked frank is some big-wig is gonna be there who she wants to impress, and there's not to his knowledge. knickers told me she wanted to see me as the "femme fatal" that i could be or something. i don't remember exactly, i just know she sounded very french when she said "femme fatal". well she is french, but doesn't have an accent at all. i told her i had no idea what i'd wear and would probably just pull something out of the dirty laundry and give it a good sniff ;)
all the ladies are getting all excited about the idea of me wearing make-up. i'm turning 26 and have never worn make-up before. i think i might be ready. partly because when you look around and see men more beautiful than you are, you feel obligated to make more of an effort. i have a great ability to look very bummy when i want to. so the ladies were like "we can do your make-up" so i'm imagining myself in the washroom with a crowd around me with arms flaring. it won't be pretty. although april might give me a mini make-over tomorrow afternoon because she used to be a hairdresser and does make-up too. i trust her. i for sure trust her more than the other ladies, but i'd trust her regardless.
the thought just hit me. why i am going to wear make-up to the christmas party?? i'm going stag!! i'm like the only person going stag. even april is bringing her sister. this man dan was like "oh we can find you someone", but i'd definitely prefer it if they didn't. it wasn't a complaint when i told him i was going stag, it was more a conversation piece. i honestly think taking someone with you can often be more of a nuisance than anything. i'm glad to be going alone. i suppose i'm just getting dressed up for knickers. man, what a twisted world we live in...
i am what i am
i'll do what i want
and i won't hide
all the ladies are getting all excited about the idea of me wearing make-up. i'm turning 26 and have never worn make-up before. i think i might be ready. partly because when you look around and see men more beautiful than you are, you feel obligated to make more of an effort. i have a great ability to look very bummy when i want to. so the ladies were like "we can do your make-up" so i'm imagining myself in the washroom with a crowd around me with arms flaring. it won't be pretty. although april might give me a mini make-over tomorrow afternoon because she used to be a hairdresser and does make-up too. i trust her. i for sure trust her more than the other ladies, but i'd trust her regardless.
the thought just hit me. why i am going to wear make-up to the christmas party?? i'm going stag!! i'm like the only person going stag. even april is bringing her sister. this man dan was like "oh we can find you someone", but i'd definitely prefer it if they didn't. it wasn't a complaint when i told him i was going stag, it was more a conversation piece. i honestly think taking someone with you can often be more of a nuisance than anything. i'm glad to be going alone. i suppose i'm just getting dressed up for knickers. man, what a twisted world we live in...
i am what i am
i'll do what i want
and i won't hide
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
tape
melissa came for cake and tea last night and brought her pictures from our curling tournament. i scanned some of them. unfortunately didn't think to wipe down my scanner before scanning them. i tried cleaning them up in photoshop a little, but really i don't have time for that. so it gives the term "quick and dirty" a new literal meaning to my scan job. ok on to the pics.
top photo is my team.
me, melissa, sarah and laney bear.
second is melissa "pretending" to curl. it was tricky for me to take a picture of her moving. i'm an amatuer.
third, here's laney curling. its an action shot. i love it. the way the stone is moving is so awesome. (ah, i love curling. oh i mean... forget it, i do love curling. its my guilty pleasure).
fourth, here's a pic of 2 of my nerdy teammates who are sweeping behind the stone. (ugh, what is a girl to do??)
fifth, here's me. rookie of the year! just kidding...
well yes. that was that. it was soooo much fun.
anywayz, tomorrow is the boob group xmas potluck. i thought i'd try and carry my own weight instead of letting the other girls always volunteer for an entry. so i told laney i'd bring a casserole. i have that one i can always fall back on that i made for caleb's umm, being born. birth, i suppose birth is a better way of wording that. HOWEVER, i couldn't find the cook book this morning before work and i wanted to write down the ingredients and pick them up on the way home. so i left, and thought "i'm totally screwed". i can only cook to save my life and nothing more. in the end i made a shepherd's pie. which was a little tricky because chelsea's repo-ed all her pots, pans, etc. so i had to be creative. i have a fear it'll be too runny. oh well, i baked it so that might have helped that problem.
someone to make make laugh
someone to be my better half
keep me warm under the sac
share with me my midnight snack
top photo is my team.me, melissa, sarah and laney bear.
second is melissa "pretending" to curl. it was tricky for me to take a picture of her moving. i'm an amatuer.
third, here's laney curling. its an action shot. i love it. the way the stone is moving is so awesome. (ah, i love curling. oh i mean... forget it, i do love curling. its my guilty pleasure).fourth, here's a pic of 2 of my nerdy teammates who are sweeping behind the stone. (ugh, what is a girl to do??)
fifth, here's me. rookie of the year! just kidding...well yes. that was that. it was soooo much fun.
anywayz, tomorrow is the boob group xmas potluck. i thought i'd try and carry my own weight instead of letting the other girls always volunteer for an entry. so i told laney i'd bring a casserole. i have that one i can always fall back on that i made for caleb's umm, being born. birth, i suppose birth is a better way of wording that. HOWEVER, i couldn't find the cook book this morning before work and i wanted to write down the ingredients and pick them up on the way home. so i left, and thought "i'm totally screwed". i can only cook to save my life and nothing more. in the end i made a shepherd's pie. which was a little tricky because chelsea's repo-ed all her pots, pans, etc. so i had to be creative. i have a fear it'll be too runny. oh well, i baked it so that might have helped that problem.
someone to make make laugh
someone to be my better half
keep me warm under the sac
share with me my midnight snack
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
explosion
ok i need to address something for women everywhere.
tell me... what's up with the touching???
seriously... what's up with touchy men?!?!?
there's this guy at work who april has a huge crush on. however he's not available and yet he still flirts with her all the time. today though, he kicked it up a notch by touching her!!! do guys not know what that does to a girl??? it was awesome because she was all giggly and hyper when she was telling us about it and i was like "right on!!! now you know what i'm talking about!!" the touching its a dangerous thing.
now guys, my small male audience... don't touch a girl if you are:
a. not available
b. not into her "that way"
now i am refering specifically girls who are crushing on you. its mean. and insensitive.
on the other hand... if you do in fact like this girl (and are available) go ahead. touch her all you can!! its a good way of flirting. but ONLY in that situation. it makes a girl feel like mush inside. even if she seems calm on the outside she's melting on the inside.
i remember being at camp as a teenager. my friend derek had a serious girlfriend back home (who he eventually married), but he was overly friendly to the girls there. he kept touching them, giving them massages and so on. all the girls had crushes on him and were torn apart because they knew he had a girlfriend at home. now that's just mean. don't do that!!!
now you guys who are "just touchy guys" CUT IT OUT! is cruel and unusual punishment!
there is a feeling in me and i don't know why.
is there a feeling in you that you can't deny?
tell me... what's up with the touching???
seriously... what's up with touchy men?!?!?
there's this guy at work who april has a huge crush on. however he's not available and yet he still flirts with her all the time. today though, he kicked it up a notch by touching her!!! do guys not know what that does to a girl??? it was awesome because she was all giggly and hyper when she was telling us about it and i was like "right on!!! now you know what i'm talking about!!" the touching its a dangerous thing.
now guys, my small male audience... don't touch a girl if you are:
a. not available
b. not into her "that way"
now i am refering specifically girls who are crushing on you. its mean. and insensitive.
on the other hand... if you do in fact like this girl (and are available) go ahead. touch her all you can!! its a good way of flirting. but ONLY in that situation. it makes a girl feel like mush inside. even if she seems calm on the outside she's melting on the inside.
i remember being at camp as a teenager. my friend derek had a serious girlfriend back home (who he eventually married), but he was overly friendly to the girls there. he kept touching them, giving them massages and so on. all the girls had crushes on him and were torn apart because they knew he had a girlfriend at home. now that's just mean. don't do that!!!
now you guys who are "just touchy guys" CUT IT OUT! is cruel and unusual punishment!
there is a feeling in me and i don't know why.
is there a feeling in you that you can't deny?
Monday, December 12, 2005
rendezvous in canadian tire
check this out, check it out...
i bought a vacuum today!! yay!
its sooo tiny! i swear its the size of my stereo and that in itself is unusually small. i really like it. i feel so grown up and prepared for spills of any kind.
what's up with me? why do i toy with the notion of being a grown up and yet as my birthday looms i get totally freaking out!?!? i don't know. i'll never have myself figured out.
yes anyway, back to the vacuum. see how it says shark on the side? groovy huh? its all tough and sharky. meh, its totally some obscure brand, and it might turn out to be a piece of crap, but it was on sale so at least i didn't spend a fortune on it. i was all vacuuming around the kitchen while i was making some rice. melinda was like "will this make you clean more often?" probably not. BUT it does mean i'll do a more thorough job.
i have to say, i miss the summer. i hate how winter requires so many layers of clothes. i hate having to wear tights to work. i miss my summer clothes. and riding my bike in a mini skirt. oh man, that kicks ass. there's something about riding a bike in a mini skirt that makes you feel... should i say it? hmmm? who might read this that i wouldn't want to tell this to...? ok fine. riding your bike in a mini skirt makes you feel as sexy as they come. there. i said it. that's right. and i'd say it again. its amazing that something so simple can make you feel so great about yourself. melissa pointed out that i toot my own horn on my blog a lot. she wasn't criticising me, it was more of an observation. i think that's totally true. but the truth is... i like myself. sometimes i wish there was two of me. hahaha, i'm totally laughing out loud as i write this. sometimes i can't get over the crap i say on this thing. whateva, its my blog and i'll say what i want to, and post as often as i want! no but seriously, its just such a new experience for me to genuinely feel great about myself, and confident in who i am. being single is fabulous. i wish i'd caught on to it before now. well i did catch on to it a while ago, i just wish i'd realized it when i was younger.
i bought a vacuum today!! yay!its sooo tiny! i swear its the size of my stereo and that in itself is unusually small. i really like it. i feel so grown up and prepared for spills of any kind.
what's up with me? why do i toy with the notion of being a grown up and yet as my birthday looms i get totally freaking out!?!? i don't know. i'll never have myself figured out.
yes anyway, back to the vacuum. see how it says shark on the side? groovy huh? its all tough and sharky. meh, its totally some obscure brand, and it might turn out to be a piece of crap, but it was on sale so at least i didn't spend a fortune on it. i was all vacuuming around the kitchen while i was making some rice. melinda was like "will this make you clean more often?" probably not. BUT it does mean i'll do a more thorough job.
i have to say, i miss the summer. i hate how winter requires so many layers of clothes. i hate having to wear tights to work. i miss my summer clothes. and riding my bike in a mini skirt. oh man, that kicks ass. there's something about riding a bike in a mini skirt that makes you feel... should i say it? hmmm? who might read this that i wouldn't want to tell this to...? ok fine. riding your bike in a mini skirt makes you feel as sexy as they come. there. i said it. that's right. and i'd say it again. its amazing that something so simple can make you feel so great about yourself. melissa pointed out that i toot my own horn on my blog a lot. she wasn't criticising me, it was more of an observation. i think that's totally true. but the truth is... i like myself. sometimes i wish there was two of me. hahaha, i'm totally laughing out loud as i write this. sometimes i can't get over the crap i say on this thing. whateva, its my blog and i'll say what i want to, and post as often as i want! no but seriously, its just such a new experience for me to genuinely feel great about myself, and confident in who i am. being single is fabulous. i wish i'd caught on to it before now. well i did catch on to it a while ago, i just wish i'd realized it when i was younger.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
WD-40
i had a very entertaining evening tonight. it started of with kathryn and i trying to saw the bottom of rhonda's xmas tree in her dining room. i swear we took off a foot and a half. it was awesome! that little saw had a heart of gold. he was the like the "thomas the tank-engine" of saws. kathryn and i were quite the team. i have to say, working out has really been to my advantage. in all my years of sawing off the bottoms of trees, that was the most straight, most even, most smooth cut ever. it was a beauty. i'm pretty proud of it.
later on we were sitting around admiring the semi-lopsided tree when isaac came up with a new game. it was like christmas idol. we had to take turns standing before the others singing a christmas carol that we didn't know very well and then the others judged it. he was very stern on the not knowing the song well issue. we couldn't figure out why. anyway... when he's telling us this i'm imagining myself standing before the others and how horrible it was going to go down. its amazing what a difference sitting on the couch and standing across the room makes. i wanted to be a good sport about it so i took my turn. immediately i needed something to be my microphone and warned the girls & isaac that i couldn't perform without doing some kind of jig. joy and i used to sing and dance for my mom all the time when she was trying to go to bed. we always sung into a hairbrush. so tonight, with remote control in hand i began to sing and dance across the "stage" in rhonda's living room. i coudn't do it with a straight face and fell down laughing with tears streaming down my face. when at last i was done, i waited for the judges comments. isaac said in all seriousness "it was very active..." oh man, that cracked me up so much. he's such a smart little boy. rhonda and kathryn both performed "coffee house style" choosing to sit on a stool vs. the dancing option. they both did great and i think they both deserve to be the rhonda's living room idol. as much fun as it was, i'd have to say i'd definately try to avoid that game if it came up again. however, i don't like to be a party pooper so i'd probably go along with it. oh man, it was so hilarious.
later on we were sitting around admiring the semi-lopsided tree when isaac came up with a new game. it was like christmas idol. we had to take turns standing before the others singing a christmas carol that we didn't know very well and then the others judged it. he was very stern on the not knowing the song well issue. we couldn't figure out why. anyway... when he's telling us this i'm imagining myself standing before the others and how horrible it was going to go down. its amazing what a difference sitting on the couch and standing across the room makes. i wanted to be a good sport about it so i took my turn. immediately i needed something to be my microphone and warned the girls & isaac that i couldn't perform without doing some kind of jig. joy and i used to sing and dance for my mom all the time when she was trying to go to bed. we always sung into a hairbrush. so tonight, with remote control in hand i began to sing and dance across the "stage" in rhonda's living room. i coudn't do it with a straight face and fell down laughing with tears streaming down my face. when at last i was done, i waited for the judges comments. isaac said in all seriousness "it was very active..." oh man, that cracked me up so much. he's such a smart little boy. rhonda and kathryn both performed "coffee house style" choosing to sit on a stool vs. the dancing option. they both did great and i think they both deserve to be the rhonda's living room idol. as much fun as it was, i'd have to say i'd definately try to avoid that game if it came up again. however, i don't like to be a party pooper so i'd probably go along with it. oh man, it was so hilarious.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
shrimp ring
well i'd say the living room xmas party was a success. i had a fun time. i'm gonna upload some photos of the evening...
This is everyone with several people missing but for the most part this is everyone. however, you can't see mike very well. he's sitting on the couch beside paul. oh and this is a pretty groovy pic of my actual living room. hahaha. its like the people of "living room" in my living room. hahaha.
here's joanna. she's all dressed up ready to leave. i dug out my yearbook and threatened to scan her picture out of it and post it along side this one. she didn't like that idea very much. i guess i won't do it then.
i really like this picture of meghan. its such a pure photo, very minimalistic. no visual garbage in the background.
it was tricky getting a nice photo of her between her nose picking and violent outbursts.
mike won the prize for most creative gift under 5 dollars. he gave a copy of "War and Peace". the party was such a smash hit that jon marck managed to read half of it ;)
man, i sure wish i knew what alison was doing in this picture so i could comment on it.
here's melinda showing paul joanna's picture in her yearbook. its a really cute picture of her.
see how happy it makes paul?
here's me in our kitchen. its not a great pic. i'm blinking. see the postcards we have mounted on our cupboards? everyone was checking out our photos and magazine cutouts of men on the wall. it was funny. melinda and i were sitting on the couch saying to each other "oh no! they're looking at the cupboards" i totally forgot that stuff was there. oh well, its not too bad. nothing i would be embarroused for my mom to see. i guess that's my measuring stick "if its mom-appropriate than it must be ok".
this is the birthday cake meghan brought for me. i feel bad because it was paul's birthday on tuesday. so this night was technically closer to his birthday than mine. i actually have half the cake left and melinda can't eat it due to the eggs. i'd love to have people over for a cup of tea and a piece of cake so let me know if you're interested. and i mean that. usually when i post something like that no one responds because they assume someone else has. come one people. don't leave me hanging. anyone (except scott). hahaha, you can see my pants at the bottom of this photo.
well that's it. i think brandon is gonna post some of the photos he took on the next website. but i don't know when that will be. i'm pretty wired. at one point i was sitting talking to alison drinking a coke and a tea at the same time. since i cut coke out of my diet i find it makes me stay awake until 3 in the morning easily.
i'm gonna go replace my desktop photo with a picture of mike now ;)
This is everyone with several people missing but for the most part this is everyone. however, you can't see mike very well. he's sitting on the couch beside paul. oh and this is a pretty groovy pic of my actual living room. hahaha. its like the people of "living room" in my living room. hahaha.here's joanna. she's all dressed up ready to leave. i dug out my yearbook and threatened to scan her picture out of it and post it along side this one. she didn't like that idea very much. i guess i won't do it then.i really like this picture of meghan. its such a pure photo, very minimalistic. no visual garbage in the background.
it was tricky getting a nice photo of her between her nose picking and violent outbursts.
mike won the prize for most creative gift under 5 dollars. he gave a copy of "War and Peace". the party was such a smash hit that jon marck managed to read half of it ;)man, i sure wish i knew what alison was doing in this picture so i could comment on it.
here's melinda showing paul joanna's picture in her yearbook. its a really cute picture of her.see how happy it makes paul?
here's me in our kitchen. its not a great pic. i'm blinking. see the postcards we have mounted on our cupboards? everyone was checking out our photos and magazine cutouts of men on the wall. it was funny. melinda and i were sitting on the couch saying to each other "oh no! they're looking at the cupboards" i totally forgot that stuff was there. oh well, its not too bad. nothing i would be embarroused for my mom to see. i guess that's my measuring stick "if its mom-appropriate than it must be ok".
this is the birthday cake meghan brought for me. i feel bad because it was paul's birthday on tuesday. so this night was technically closer to his birthday than mine. i actually have half the cake left and melinda can't eat it due to the eggs. i'd love to have people over for a cup of tea and a piece of cake so let me know if you're interested. and i mean that. usually when i post something like that no one responds because they assume someone else has. come one people. don't leave me hanging. anyone (except scott). hahaha, you can see my pants at the bottom of this photo.well that's it. i think brandon is gonna post some of the photos he took on the next website. but i don't know when that will be. i'm pretty wired. at one point i was sitting talking to alison drinking a coke and a tea at the same time. since i cut coke out of my diet i find it makes me stay awake until 3 in the morning easily.
i'm gonna go replace my desktop photo with a picture of mike now ;)
Friday, December 09, 2005
minotaur
i'm really tired, but i'm being a little trooper and writing just for laney. well of course you can read this too, but she was complaining that i had missed a day a little while back.
so tonight i went to the YFC potluck as my mom's date. it went pretty good. i had a fun time with my mom we talked and joked about my weed stash. hahaha. joking with your mom about drugs is really great. i think it surprised her but thought it was funny because she knew it wasn't true. although, she has no idea i'm such an expert on weed. which is remarkable since i've never actually used it before but i'm sure i've accidentally inhaled in a hot box before... oh my goodness how did i get on to this topic. and why don't i stop talking... argh, now i feel a need to explain myself. ok, fine. my last boyfriend was a chronic pothead. there i admitted it. oh my goodness, why can't i stop myself?!?!?! its like "OH NO! THIS PARACHUTE IS A BACKPACK!"
argh, things are going good. except the Y has been closed all week as a result of a broken watermain. i'm jonesing for a workout. i'm gonna try and squeeze one in tomorrow, but i'm gonna be pretty swamped preparing for the living room xmas party. i'm looking forward to it. i think it'll be fun, but i'm also nervous that it might be a flop. well i guess i'll just try my best.
that's enough for today. inspite the fact its not a very long entry i still feel i said more than i should have. well i guess i wear my life on my face, my sleeve and my blog.
i'm not sorry i met you. i'm not sorry it's over.
so tonight i went to the YFC potluck as my mom's date. it went pretty good. i had a fun time with my mom we talked and joked about my weed stash. hahaha. joking with your mom about drugs is really great. i think it surprised her but thought it was funny because she knew it wasn't true. although, she has no idea i'm such an expert on weed. which is remarkable since i've never actually used it before but i'm sure i've accidentally inhaled in a hot box before... oh my goodness how did i get on to this topic. and why don't i stop talking... argh, now i feel a need to explain myself. ok, fine. my last boyfriend was a chronic pothead. there i admitted it. oh my goodness, why can't i stop myself?!?!?! its like "OH NO! THIS PARACHUTE IS A BACKPACK!"
argh, things are going good. except the Y has been closed all week as a result of a broken watermain. i'm jonesing for a workout. i'm gonna try and squeeze one in tomorrow, but i'm gonna be pretty swamped preparing for the living room xmas party. i'm looking forward to it. i think it'll be fun, but i'm also nervous that it might be a flop. well i guess i'll just try my best.
that's enough for today. inspite the fact its not a very long entry i still feel i said more than i should have. well i guess i wear my life on my face, my sleeve and my blog.
i'm not sorry i met you. i'm not sorry it's over.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
I'M NOT SHOUTING!!
hello there.
i just got home from baking with the girls at melissa's. those girls. they're something else. i had so much fun. laney had her new digital camera so we documented the entire night. we made this really good thing that had chocolate, marshmallows and other stuff. and beckie made some shortbread. shortbread?? is that what its called? its not bread. shortcake? wow, my mind is blanking on me. i think its shortbread it just looks strange in writing.
so i totally shoved my foot in my mouth tonight. i kept saying inappropriate things in front of isaac. i said frig and ass and selected questionable topics. darn. i need to be more careful. i don't normally do that around him. joy's told me before that i need to be more careful what i say around joelle because she picks up words easily. but with isaac, he's at an age that he knows which words are "bad words" so its totally different.
beckie gave me a really great idea for a "most creative gift" prize for the upcoming Living Room Christmas party. i'm gonna have to go to her store on saturday and pick something up. you know what beckie said tonight? that when i get really excited i drop letters out of certain words. like "yeserday". hmm, i've never noticed that before. wow, i've now mentioned beckie 3 times and i wasn't even trying. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW BECKIE. 4 times. yes!
man, i'm gonna have to tell my dad specifically NOT to come by on saturday. the chances are slim that he will but just because i don't want him to i think that increases the probability. he always randomly shows up when i have people over.
i have so much more to say about the baking but i'll talk more about it when i receive the f_it file of photos from laney.
i just got home from baking with the girls at melissa's. those girls. they're something else. i had so much fun. laney had her new digital camera so we documented the entire night. we made this really good thing that had chocolate, marshmallows and other stuff. and beckie made some shortbread. shortbread?? is that what its called? its not bread. shortcake? wow, my mind is blanking on me. i think its shortbread it just looks strange in writing.
so i totally shoved my foot in my mouth tonight. i kept saying inappropriate things in front of isaac. i said frig and ass and selected questionable topics. darn. i need to be more careful. i don't normally do that around him. joy's told me before that i need to be more careful what i say around joelle because she picks up words easily. but with isaac, he's at an age that he knows which words are "bad words" so its totally different.
beckie gave me a really great idea for a "most creative gift" prize for the upcoming Living Room Christmas party. i'm gonna have to go to her store on saturday and pick something up. you know what beckie said tonight? that when i get really excited i drop letters out of certain words. like "yeserday". hmm, i've never noticed that before. wow, i've now mentioned beckie 3 times and i wasn't even trying. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW BECKIE. 4 times. yes!
man, i'm gonna have to tell my dad specifically NOT to come by on saturday. the chances are slim that he will but just because i don't want him to i think that increases the probability. he always randomly shows up when i have people over.
i have so much more to say about the baking but i'll talk more about it when i receive the f_it file of photos from laney.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
blocks
i'm all about the forking out "relationship advise" these days. and i'd have to say i'm pretty good at it. melinda says its like i'm one big cosmo magazine. if you have relationship problems give me a call. although, i'll have to ask you to refrain from asking advise about the bedroom. if you need help in that area you'll have to ask irina.
you might be thinking "what makes les an expert in these things?" i'd have to say just my gut instincts and i'm quite observant of people. but really, i also strongly believe in the "when harry met sally" philosophy. which is: guys and girls can't be friends without one of them having feelings for the other. this has been true in my life. without fail. the only friend that hasn't happened with is dan roud and that's probably because we've been friends since i moved to kingston at 3. and he's like a cousin. anyways, seriously, think of your friends of the opposite sex (and i'm talking about good friends, who you spend time with. not just your friends you hang out with in a group). do you like them? if not, they probably like you.... sorry, hate to break it to you. i appologize if that makes you feel awkward around him/her.
now for those of you who are thinking "les, you're really not very good at the guy-girl thing, i know some of your exboyfriends.... talk about bad judgement". i'm not saying i'm good at it personally, i'm just saying i'm good at giving advise to other people. it makes a difference when you're not emotionally involved. come on people. when has my advise ever steered you in the wrong direction... actually, al was saying the other day "you can't trust a guy named les". then he realized i was standing right there. hahahaha. dan adams used to say "what do you know, you're less than everyone...". ironic that dan adams came up in today's entry. very relievant considering the topic.... oh that's ancient history now. wow, seriously that was 10 years ago. hard to imagine. way before i got corrupted and cynical. just kidding.
so i guess the gist of this entry is that i know you're in love with me.
....
.....
.........
just kidding. although, it does make me wonder....
;)
you might be thinking "what makes les an expert in these things?" i'd have to say just my gut instincts and i'm quite observant of people. but really, i also strongly believe in the "when harry met sally" philosophy. which is: guys and girls can't be friends without one of them having feelings for the other. this has been true in my life. without fail. the only friend that hasn't happened with is dan roud and that's probably because we've been friends since i moved to kingston at 3. and he's like a cousin. anyways, seriously, think of your friends of the opposite sex (and i'm talking about good friends, who you spend time with. not just your friends you hang out with in a group). do you like them? if not, they probably like you.... sorry, hate to break it to you. i appologize if that makes you feel awkward around him/her.
now for those of you who are thinking "les, you're really not very good at the guy-girl thing, i know some of your exboyfriends.... talk about bad judgement". i'm not saying i'm good at it personally, i'm just saying i'm good at giving advise to other people. it makes a difference when you're not emotionally involved. come on people. when has my advise ever steered you in the wrong direction... actually, al was saying the other day "you can't trust a guy named les". then he realized i was standing right there. hahahaha. dan adams used to say "what do you know, you're less than everyone...". ironic that dan adams came up in today's entry. very relievant considering the topic.... oh that's ancient history now. wow, seriously that was 10 years ago. hard to imagine. way before i got corrupted and cynical. just kidding.
so i guess the gist of this entry is that i know you're in love with me.
....
.....
.........
just kidding. although, it does make me wonder....
;)
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
hit
life is topsy-turvy. you never know what will happen in one year, one month, one week and sometimes even one day.
i've retracted my offer on the house.
i was given a huge stop sign so to speak. it was a tough decision, but i don't think i'll ever regret not buying the house that was slowly dying of cancer. there are times in life that involve you putting everything on the line, if i had gone ahead i would've had hordes to lose, and by not proceeding i've got nothing to lose.
today i sat for a half hour on my ass on a street corner waiting for the bus once again. i was decompressing the house in my mind. and i was left feeling yet another pocket in my inner pomegranate has been discovered. i feel stronger.
for years i longed for something permanent. but i'm realizing nothing is permanent. and its ok to not know what's next for you. i'm not the only person who's life is up in the air. but one thing i know: i have good friends, good family and a heavenly father who loves me. what more could i ask?
i've retracted my offer on the house.
i was given a huge stop sign so to speak. it was a tough decision, but i don't think i'll ever regret not buying the house that was slowly dying of cancer. there are times in life that involve you putting everything on the line, if i had gone ahead i would've had hordes to lose, and by not proceeding i've got nothing to lose.
today i sat for a half hour on my ass on a street corner waiting for the bus once again. i was decompressing the house in my mind. and i was left feeling yet another pocket in my inner pomegranate has been discovered. i feel stronger.
for years i longed for something permanent. but i'm realizing nothing is permanent. and its ok to not know what's next for you. i'm not the only person who's life is up in the air. but one thing i know: i have good friends, good family and a heavenly father who loves me. what more could i ask?
Monday, December 05, 2005
wisk barren
i got a package in the mail from pamela. its a birthday/christmas present. its a really nice bag and some BRITSH CHOCOLATE!! i feel like a bad cousin because i didn't even think to send her a christmas present and its too late now. i think i've missed the christmas mailing by a few weeks. argh. i wish there was a way to hide my unthoughtfulness when she receives something in january. hmmm. and i wish there was something as equally awesome as british chocolate... if you haven't had some you don't know what you're missing. and don't expect me to share mine. i'm gonna have to ration it. although, i'll give 4 blocks to both melinda and irina.
i had to take the bus home again today because my car is in the shop for the 3rd time in 5 days. i hope they fix it this time. anyhow, riding the bus wasn't as fun as last time. maybe its become old hat already. maybe its partly to do with the fact that i had to run to catch it over an icy parking lot in my big tall brown boots. in those brief moments i recalled just what it was that i hated about taking the bus.
i feel a little hesitant towards my new bag. i didn't need a new bag. i like my current page just fine. why am i so anal about these things. lots of girls use several bags. why do i find it so confusing. its bad enough having a gym bag and a bag-bag. i have issues with calling my bag a "purse". i remember crying when my sister came home one summer with a purse. i was maybe 14 and was horrified to see my sister was growing up. it think it was partly that she was growing up without me. well i do sometimes need a smaller bag. mine is a bit of a mamoth bag. i'll keep it around, i'm sure occassions will arrise in which i can use it. its pretty rad, it wool. i have to say i was relieved that it wasn't a scarf because i'm very attached to my big multi-wooled winter scarf. that would have been even a bigger deal than a new bag. oh my, i need to me more flexible...
blessed are the flexible for they will not be bent out of shape.
i had to take the bus home again today because my car is in the shop for the 3rd time in 5 days. i hope they fix it this time. anyhow, riding the bus wasn't as fun as last time. maybe its become old hat already. maybe its partly to do with the fact that i had to run to catch it over an icy parking lot in my big tall brown boots. in those brief moments i recalled just what it was that i hated about taking the bus.
i feel a little hesitant towards my new bag. i didn't need a new bag. i like my current page just fine. why am i so anal about these things. lots of girls use several bags. why do i find it so confusing. its bad enough having a gym bag and a bag-bag. i have issues with calling my bag a "purse". i remember crying when my sister came home one summer with a purse. i was maybe 14 and was horrified to see my sister was growing up. it think it was partly that she was growing up without me. well i do sometimes need a smaller bag. mine is a bit of a mamoth bag. i'll keep it around, i'm sure occassions will arrise in which i can use it. its pretty rad, it wool. i have to say i was relieved that it wasn't a scarf because i'm very attached to my big multi-wooled winter scarf. that would have been even a bigger deal than a new bag. oh my, i need to me more flexible...
blessed are the flexible for they will not be bent out of shape.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
white
its 8:32 a.m. on a sunday morning. i can't sleep. i woke up at 6 starving. i tried to ignore it. then i tried drinking some juice. it didn't subside. i heard irina come home from the studio. still couldn't sleep. got up. had some breakfast. read my bible. did a crossword puzzle. and now its 8:33. i have 2 and a half hours until church. what am i gonna do to kill the time? i'm so bored. oohhh, maybe i'll watch some homestar runner.... ok i'm back. that successfully killed 50 minutes. awesome.
i'm going to my mom's for sunday lunch today. Mmm, i hope she makes a pork roast today. her cousin marian is visting from winnipeg. she's my mom's only relative in canada. i really like my aunt marian, she's really fun and spunkey. she reminds me of my cousin pam. its interesting to me that she and my mom came here a year apart and yet aunt marian still has an accent and my mom doesn't. they say if you marry a canadian you're more likely to loose your accent than if you move here with your partner. but aunt marian married a canadian too. so i don't know. i had dinner with them on thursday. i was feeling all stressed and upset about the house at work so i called mom to see if i could stop by to talk on the way home. when i got there i ran into her arms and burst into tears. all i could think is "its ok to still need your mom when you're 25". she said she still needs her mom sometimes too.
tonight is the last living room session until the new year. but we're gonna have a living room christmas party here at our house this coming saturday. it should be fun. i'm looking forward to it. although, after i sent out the invitations via email only like 2 people rsvped and i was thinking "uh-oh, apparently there'll just be 4 of us. i guess i'll have to learn how to play eurche." but thankfully more people have emailed me back, and i'm sure there's more who just haven't gotten around to it. when i first thought up this idea it was gonna be on either the 17th or 18th, and since my birthday is the 17th i thought "well i guess i'll get a birthday cake and celebrate my birthday at the same time." but several people were all like "oh that's too late for the student" and secretly i'm like "ooh big woop! not everything revolves around the students!!" argh! sorry that's rude of me. meghan, i'm sorry, i didn't mean you of course. but seriously i have such a love/hate relationship with the notion of the students. like i can't find a fricking seat at indigo because they're all there studying. i have to go earlier to church to find a spot. i remember biking through campus in september heading to murney's tower to read and thinking "oh no! we're being infected again!!" and on the flip side, downtown kingston wouldn't be thriving if it wasn't for the student population and its nice having such a high percentage of young people around. i think my main beef is that when i finished school it hit me that there's so much more to life than being a student, but unfortunately students are unaware of that and seem to think life revolves around their school and their lives. now i feel i need to say my peace... its nothing against anyone in particular, its more a mentality that seems bred into students by some unknown source.
ah, its now 9:50. not bad. i should go get ready. i bet i'll be late...
i'm going to my mom's for sunday lunch today. Mmm, i hope she makes a pork roast today. her cousin marian is visting from winnipeg. she's my mom's only relative in canada. i really like my aunt marian, she's really fun and spunkey. she reminds me of my cousin pam. its interesting to me that she and my mom came here a year apart and yet aunt marian still has an accent and my mom doesn't. they say if you marry a canadian you're more likely to loose your accent than if you move here with your partner. but aunt marian married a canadian too. so i don't know. i had dinner with them on thursday. i was feeling all stressed and upset about the house at work so i called mom to see if i could stop by to talk on the way home. when i got there i ran into her arms and burst into tears. all i could think is "its ok to still need your mom when you're 25". she said she still needs her mom sometimes too.
tonight is the last living room session until the new year. but we're gonna have a living room christmas party here at our house this coming saturday. it should be fun. i'm looking forward to it. although, after i sent out the invitations via email only like 2 people rsvped and i was thinking "uh-oh, apparently there'll just be 4 of us. i guess i'll have to learn how to play eurche." but thankfully more people have emailed me back, and i'm sure there's more who just haven't gotten around to it. when i first thought up this idea it was gonna be on either the 17th or 18th, and since my birthday is the 17th i thought "well i guess i'll get a birthday cake and celebrate my birthday at the same time." but several people were all like "oh that's too late for the student" and secretly i'm like "ooh big woop! not everything revolves around the students!!" argh! sorry that's rude of me. meghan, i'm sorry, i didn't mean you of course. but seriously i have such a love/hate relationship with the notion of the students. like i can't find a fricking seat at indigo because they're all there studying. i have to go earlier to church to find a spot. i remember biking through campus in september heading to murney's tower to read and thinking "oh no! we're being infected again!!" and on the flip side, downtown kingston wouldn't be thriving if it wasn't for the student population and its nice having such a high percentage of young people around. i think my main beef is that when i finished school it hit me that there's so much more to life than being a student, but unfortunately students are unaware of that and seem to think life revolves around their school and their lives. now i feel i need to say my peace... its nothing against anyone in particular, its more a mentality that seems bred into students by some unknown source.
ah, its now 9:50. not bad. i should go get ready. i bet i'll be late...
Saturday, December 03, 2005
peanut butter
DOES ANYONE WANT TO GO TO THE GOAT WITH ME & MELINDA?? seriously, if you want to go to the sleepless goat around 6 give me a call. anyone is welcome. except scott of course...
so my offer was accepted so now i own myself a house. is it legal for a little girl to own a house?? oh wait, i'm not a little girl anymore, am i? i just feel like one.
so ya, melinda and i are going to the sleepless goat because she has several crushes on several guys there. that's not like her. we're crush central around here apparently. she called from work for irina, but she wasn't home so i got invited. i'm just a loner, sitting here on a saturday afternoon with nothing to do. hoping someone - anyone will call me to do something. usually i'd pick up the phone and call someone, but i just didn't feel like it. it was more a "i'm ok hanging out by myself, but if someone calls that would be great". i'm working on my latest fashion scarf. its nearing completion. after i'm done this and my other project i'm going to knit a hot-water bottle cover. that's be much more tricky but i'm up to it. oh darn, i've got to start that knitted penguin for buddy.
i had a pomegrante last night that was going all rotten in side. it was scary. and disappointing. are pomegrantes starting to go out of season? it reminds me of the time when i bought a watermelon and when i cut it open it leaked water everywhere because it had liquified inside. oh watermelon my summer mistress. can girls have mistresses? hmmm.
to close i'm going to include a pic of me a caleb...
so my offer was accepted so now i own myself a house. is it legal for a little girl to own a house?? oh wait, i'm not a little girl anymore, am i? i just feel like one.
so ya, melinda and i are going to the sleepless goat because she has several crushes on several guys there. that's not like her. we're crush central around here apparently. she called from work for irina, but she wasn't home so i got invited. i'm just a loner, sitting here on a saturday afternoon with nothing to do. hoping someone - anyone will call me to do something. usually i'd pick up the phone and call someone, but i just didn't feel like it. it was more a "i'm ok hanging out by myself, but if someone calls that would be great". i'm working on my latest fashion scarf. its nearing completion. after i'm done this and my other project i'm going to knit a hot-water bottle cover. that's be much more tricky but i'm up to it. oh darn, i've got to start that knitted penguin for buddy.
i had a pomegrante last night that was going all rotten in side. it was scary. and disappointing. are pomegrantes starting to go out of season? it reminds me of the time when i bought a watermelon and when i cut it open it leaked water everywhere because it had liquified inside. oh watermelon my summer mistress. can girls have mistresses? hmmm.
to close i'm going to include a pic of me a caleb...
Friday, December 02, 2005
volcom
i had myself a little adventure tonight...
i dropped my car off at the shop for a new battery, and will pick it up tomorrow. but that meant i had to take the bus home from the Y. it was awesome!! i LOVE the bus! i'd forgotten what a social encounter taking the bus is.
when i first got on, i slipped comfortablly back into the same seat in the back i used to sit on every day in college and put my feet up. soon after that a small group of guys got on and sat right near me. it was so interesting listening to their conversation. i didn't mean to, i just couldn't help it. they were so crass and young and unaware and foolish. and as i sat there listening they reminded me of someone i used to know and it made me smile.
it was nice. it was surprising. it was liberating. and the fact that i can look back now with only fondness - its good.
its amazing to think "all of that" was just one aspect in my life and not THE EVENT of my lifetime as i once thought it was. i got off the bus proud of how far i've come and treated myself to some mickey-d's. actually the truth is, i'd been craving some mcdonalds. i could have taken the bus right to my house, but i opted for a big mac and a cold walk home. which is unlike me. i don't handle "cold" very well. but i had my snazzy toque. after my "dinner" i went to blockbuster because i wanted to "chick flick it up" tonight. so i rented THE BRIDE & THE PREJUICE which i've been wanting to see for a while.
i think i might take the bus back to the car shop tomorrow eventhough its a 15 minute walk and a 45 minute bus ride ;)
i'm coming down to let you know
that i love you though it doesn't show
when we argued about the car i want you to know
that i am so thankful that you're here
i dropped my car off at the shop for a new battery, and will pick it up tomorrow. but that meant i had to take the bus home from the Y. it was awesome!! i LOVE the bus! i'd forgotten what a social encounter taking the bus is.
when i first got on, i slipped comfortablly back into the same seat in the back i used to sit on every day in college and put my feet up. soon after that a small group of guys got on and sat right near me. it was so interesting listening to their conversation. i didn't mean to, i just couldn't help it. they were so crass and young and unaware and foolish. and as i sat there listening they reminded me of someone i used to know and it made me smile.
it was nice. it was surprising. it was liberating. and the fact that i can look back now with only fondness - its good.
its amazing to think "all of that" was just one aspect in my life and not THE EVENT of my lifetime as i once thought it was. i got off the bus proud of how far i've come and treated myself to some mickey-d's. actually the truth is, i'd been craving some mcdonalds. i could have taken the bus right to my house, but i opted for a big mac and a cold walk home. which is unlike me. i don't handle "cold" very well. but i had my snazzy toque. after my "dinner" i went to blockbuster because i wanted to "chick flick it up" tonight. so i rented THE BRIDE & THE PREJUICE which i've been wanting to see for a while.
i think i might take the bus back to the car shop tomorrow eventhough its a 15 minute walk and a 45 minute bus ride ;)
i'm coming down to let you know
that i love you though it doesn't show
when we argued about the car i want you to know
that i am so thankful that you're here
Thursday, December 01, 2005
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