we took a 4 hour bus ride to cahuita today. it was pretty amazing to watch the landscape pass by. when we got here, we found that the hostel that we'd picked had gone out of business (no wonder they didn't respond to our email about a reservation!). thankfully we found another really lovely one and are settling in well.
cahuita is a slow-paced, coastal town. it kind of feels like cottage country. it's so lovely and cute. i kind of wish we were saying here for longer than 2 days.
the humid climate is not flattering. but since that's the worst of my troubles, i shouldn't sweat it. no pun intended.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
avendia
today's been a great day. the weather was super. it didn't rain at
all, and the sky was clear so we were able to see the mountains around
the city.
as we headed out this morning, i felt a lot more confident than
yesterday because we knew the city better and had a better idea of how
the day would unfold. we grabbed breakfast at a bakery, then went to
the costa rica national museum. it was amazing, we walked into the
first room to find it was a butterfly sanctuary. the blue butterflies
were so beautiful, and they flew around so quickly that it was hard to
get a picture of them. there was also a live band playing and a number
of other exhibits with both past and current history.
we ate a delicious rice and chicken lunch at a little restaurant
outside the museum. we found that there were more gringos (white
people) there than anywhere else we'd been - aside from the
handicrafts market. it's a little awkward seeing other gringos.
our hostel is pretty good, except people smoke in the bar and the
smell spreads thru the rest of the place. i don't like that very much.
our room is pretty little, about 6x8, which is ok, but feels a little
like being in a tent. there are two little resident dogs who live
here. one who has taken quite a liking to us. i've named him tramp,
because of his resemblance to the dog in lady and the tramp :p
i'm looking forward to our next hostel where we'll have our own little
cabin by the ocean. i think in general i'm looking forward to the
coastal leg of our journey. san jose has been fun too, i think we'll
find it's very different to the other places we visit.
all, and the sky was clear so we were able to see the mountains around
the city.
as we headed out this morning, i felt a lot more confident than
yesterday because we knew the city better and had a better idea of how
the day would unfold. we grabbed breakfast at a bakery, then went to
the costa rica national museum. it was amazing, we walked into the
first room to find it was a butterfly sanctuary. the blue butterflies
were so beautiful, and they flew around so quickly that it was hard to
get a picture of them. there was also a live band playing and a number
of other exhibits with both past and current history.
we ate a delicious rice and chicken lunch at a little restaurant
outside the museum. we found that there were more gringos (white
people) there than anywhere else we'd been - aside from the
handicrafts market. it's a little awkward seeing other gringos.
our hostel is pretty good, except people smoke in the bar and the
smell spreads thru the rest of the place. i don't like that very much.
our room is pretty little, about 6x8, which is ok, but feels a little
like being in a tent. there are two little resident dogs who live
here. one who has taken quite a liking to us. i've named him tramp,
because of his resemblance to the dog in lady and the tramp :p
i'm looking forward to our next hostel where we'll have our own little
cabin by the ocean. i think in general i'm looking forward to the
coastal leg of our journey. san jose has been fun too, i think we'll
find it's very different to the other places we visit.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
galileo
well... we both of our flights got delayed by 2 hours. which turned out to be ok since it meant that there was enough time in between the connecting flights for our luggage to get transferred. we ended up arriving in san jose at 11, and got to our hostel at midnight (local time - 2 am hometime). i was thankful that getting a taxi and getting admitted into our hostel went very smoothly.
one of the highlights our the trip was that the airplane was equipped with 'direct tv' (a first!), which meant we were able to watch the opening ceremonies of the olympics!! i love the opening ceremonies and was pretty disappointed when i realized we'd be traveling that day. they'd just started when we boarded, and i watched straight thru so the 'T's in the parade of nations by the time i got drowsy. it was on ABC, so it was american coverage. hearing them talk with such surprise over the tribute to the national health service was quite noteworthy.
today we've been getting the lay of the land and figuring out currency stuff. we've been thankful that there's only a 2 hour difference with home, making the jetlag almost unnoticable. we're enjoying functioning fairly normally from the get-go. we had a great breakfast of rice and beans, then headed out to the market. it was almost immediately clear that we won't be able to avoid rain. we knew coming in july-august that it is the rainy season, so we're not surprised or disappointed. the temperature is perfect, it's just a little wet out. so our first order of business was to buy a small umbrella.
we also visited an art museum and a coffee shop. cooked ourselves a delicious dinner in the hostel kitchen and had a beer at the bar. we're having a great time. tomorrow is sunday, so less will be open, but we have a few things planned that will keep us busy :)
one of the highlights our the trip was that the airplane was equipped with 'direct tv' (a first!), which meant we were able to watch the opening ceremonies of the olympics!! i love the opening ceremonies and was pretty disappointed when i realized we'd be traveling that day. they'd just started when we boarded, and i watched straight thru so the 'T's in the parade of nations by the time i got drowsy. it was on ABC, so it was american coverage. hearing them talk with such surprise over the tribute to the national health service was quite noteworthy.
today we've been getting the lay of the land and figuring out currency stuff. we've been thankful that there's only a 2 hour difference with home, making the jetlag almost unnoticable. we're enjoying functioning fairly normally from the get-go. we had a great breakfast of rice and beans, then headed out to the market. it was almost immediately clear that we won't be able to avoid rain. we knew coming in july-august that it is the rainy season, so we're not surprised or disappointed. the temperature is perfect, it's just a little wet out. so our first order of business was to buy a small umbrella.
we also visited an art museum and a coffee shop. cooked ourselves a delicious dinner in the hostel kitchen and had a beer at the bar. we're having a great time. tomorrow is sunday, so less will be open, but we have a few things planned that will keep us busy :)
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
inheritors
i just spent the last half hour looking for something that ended up not being in the box i thought it was. it turns out it was in pouch that had been sitting on the coffee table the entire time. SO ANNOYING! it's funny how even in a small house things go missing. at least there are limited places to look. on the upside, while i was searching for one thing, i ended up finding two other things i'd lost. nice :D
back when i was completing my physical for my volunteer work at KGH, the nurse practitioner asked me if my tetanus was up to date. i told her that i thought so, but wasn't sure. this was what i was looking for – my immunization record. the longer i went without finding it (it's been a couple months since that discussion with the nurse) the more i was convinced that i'm probably due for a boost and i've been getting a little worried. when shannon got bit by a horse in cuba one of the first thing people asked her was if her tetanus was up to date. thankfully i did find the record (years ago i'd amalgamated them all into one place – travel shots and regular shots – and started keeping them with my travel package. then forgot). it turns out that my last tetanus shot was on august 9, 2002. which means i'm due for one in... two weeks. nice :) i'll make an appointment for that when i get home.
i'm super excited about staying at a hotel tomorrow. b and i don't usually slurge on ACTUAL hotels, so when the occasion arises we like to just channel surf all night. it used to be nice to use a proper shower instead of the sit-down shower we had at the maxi pad. i suppose the luxury now is to take a bath!
no vaccination for your curse.
back when i was completing my physical for my volunteer work at KGH, the nurse practitioner asked me if my tetanus was up to date. i told her that i thought so, but wasn't sure. this was what i was looking for – my immunization record. the longer i went without finding it (it's been a couple months since that discussion with the nurse) the more i was convinced that i'm probably due for a boost and i've been getting a little worried. when shannon got bit by a horse in cuba one of the first thing people asked her was if her tetanus was up to date. thankfully i did find the record (years ago i'd amalgamated them all into one place – travel shots and regular shots – and started keeping them with my travel package. then forgot). it turns out that my last tetanus shot was on august 9, 2002. which means i'm due for one in... two weeks. nice :) i'll make an appointment for that when i get home.
i'm super excited about staying at a hotel tomorrow. b and i don't usually slurge on ACTUAL hotels, so when the occasion arises we like to just channel surf all night. it used to be nice to use a proper shower instead of the sit-down shower we had at the maxi pad. i suppose the luxury now is to take a bath!
no vaccination for your curse.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
abba
i'm currently packing for costa rica. in many respects this is the most simple packing job i've ever had. after years of packing this backpack, i've shaved off more and more supplies and now am ready to travel light. plus, we're going to a tropical climate, so that helps.
with two days of work left, and one evening, i'm finding myself short and time. i'm pretty really to switch off my brain and leave it all behind. i kind of want to send everyone a note who i haven't seen or been in touch with in a while before leaving, but then feel like it's kind of idealistic of me.
every house has it's best features. i'm talking BEST features, not just nice floors or room layout. the kind of thing that you discover when you live in it and know it intimately. without out a doubt, my favourite experience from living at the exile is when the breeze blows thru the window and makes the curtain flutter around the room. actually, the wind was partly what i loved about the balcony at the maxipad, and partly what i loved about my bedroom at pirate's cove. AND what i love about walking at night in the summer. it seems i have a thing about the wind. a summer breeze. a sentimental wind.
while chatting with my mom the other day, i was telling her about our time with jill in stratford and about her student midwifing. afterwards she commented about how fortunate i am to have so many good friends. it's true, i am. all the women in my life are remarkable.
maybe your worries are all in your head.
with two days of work left, and one evening, i'm finding myself short and time. i'm pretty really to switch off my brain and leave it all behind. i kind of want to send everyone a note who i haven't seen or been in touch with in a while before leaving, but then feel like it's kind of idealistic of me.
every house has it's best features. i'm talking BEST features, not just nice floors or room layout. the kind of thing that you discover when you live in it and know it intimately. without out a doubt, my favourite experience from living at the exile is when the breeze blows thru the window and makes the curtain flutter around the room. actually, the wind was partly what i loved about the balcony at the maxipad, and partly what i loved about my bedroom at pirate's cove. AND what i love about walking at night in the summer. it seems i have a thing about the wind. a summer breeze. a sentimental wind.
while chatting with my mom the other day, i was telling her about our time with jill in stratford and about her student midwifing. afterwards she commented about how fortunate i am to have so many good friends. it's true, i am. all the women in my life are remarkable.
maybe your worries are all in your head.
Monday, July 23, 2012
loop
in general, i lean towards assuming the best about people. because of this, i live presuming that others will assume the best about me. sadly, that's not always the case. and while i'm not one who is driven to keep the peace at all costs, i do strive to validate people and their feelings. if you ever feel cut down by me or not validated, there's definitely been a break-down of communication along the way, because that's never my heart.
jase erb always tells me that he thinks i'm a thinker rather than a feeler. i don't know why exactly, but it's true that for the most part (when i'm not pmsing) i can reason with myself. i've always chalked this up to the fact that i like facts. feels are facts too sometimes. my thoughts are informed by my feelings. so all this to say is that now i'm not so sure if i'm a thinker or a feeler. i've started questioning this after roughly three different conversations with three different feelers, and i noticed a stark difference between how we all work. it was clear that one of these things is not like the others. it takes all types. maybe i'm just a little bit of both.
i've got a date with my dad at costco now. fingers crossed that i'll get some new contacts and re-gain sight!
as it was in the beginning,
so shall it be in the end.
jase erb always tells me that he thinks i'm a thinker rather than a feeler. i don't know why exactly, but it's true that for the most part (when i'm not pmsing) i can reason with myself. i've always chalked this up to the fact that i like facts. feels are facts too sometimes. my thoughts are informed by my feelings. so all this to say is that now i'm not so sure if i'm a thinker or a feeler. i've started questioning this after roughly three different conversations with three different feelers, and i noticed a stark difference between how we all work. it was clear that one of these things is not like the others. it takes all types. maybe i'm just a little bit of both.
i've got a date with my dad at costco now. fingers crossed that i'll get some new contacts and re-gain sight!
as it was in the beginning,
so shall it be in the end.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
funny and/or interesting things i just read in my former dream diary (from 2008)...
april 16: todd+chelsea got facebook
april 18: turning old friends into more than friends
april 20: beck and i had a fight over the bbd logo on a poster i created
may 3: we took a horse+buggy to the movies. went to see patrick dempsey movie. they gave us free passes.
may 4: i swore twice in front of my mom
may 7: melinda bought a cheese grater
may 19: andrew and shannon had a dog named 'gumbo'
i think i'm going to get this started again. it's very interesting to look back on and makes me laugh.
april 16: todd+chelsea got facebook
april 18: turning old friends into more than friends
april 20: beck and i had a fight over the bbd logo on a poster i created
may 3: we took a horse+buggy to the movies. went to see patrick dempsey movie. they gave us free passes.
may 4: i swore twice in front of my mom
may 7: melinda bought a cheese grater
may 19: andrew and shannon had a dog named 'gumbo'
i think i'm going to get this started again. it's very interesting to look back on and makes me laugh.
severn
we just got back from fair havens with my family. it went well for the most part. it's both a very foreign and awkward atmosphere AND a nice campground. having brendan there helped balance out the lesley vs the nuclear family environment. i realized that part of my frustration being there is the feeling of tagging along on someone else's vacation. at least with b, we could get ice cream when we felt like it and not when everyone decided it was ice cream time. we had a really good time with the kids, and i felt that i especially bonded with liam and erin, which is good because i've been feeling like they're the two who are the least familiar with me. i read with the kids a lot – captain underpants and dora the explorer. and liam and i were partners for clue because we both really like colonel mustard. fun times!
my mom said before we left today "it's nice seeing you both so happy together". i'm surprised that that's noteworthy, but i suppose that when people don't see us together, all couply, very often it's more noticeable. we do really like each other's company :)
on saturday, before leaving i remembered that i was on my last pair of contacts and called my dad to arrange a time for us to go to costco to get a new box so i can take a spare pair with me to costa rica. then today... when i tried to put them in, some lotion or something was on my hands which made my eye all red and stingy and now my last remaining pair is no longer useable :S thankfully i'm getting some new ones tomorrow.
now that our last road trip is behind us we can start thinking towards costa rica. we're leaving on thursday! crazy! i'm so glad that we're going now and not waiting til the end of august. yay!
she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh, she's bad
my mom said before we left today "it's nice seeing you both so happy together". i'm surprised that that's noteworthy, but i suppose that when people don't see us together, all couply, very often it's more noticeable. we do really like each other's company :)
on saturday, before leaving i remembered that i was on my last pair of contacts and called my dad to arrange a time for us to go to costco to get a new box so i can take a spare pair with me to costa rica. then today... when i tried to put them in, some lotion or something was on my hands which made my eye all red and stingy and now my last remaining pair is no longer useable :S thankfully i'm getting some new ones tomorrow.
now that our last road trip is behind us we can start thinking towards costa rica. we're leaving on thursday! crazy! i'm so glad that we're going now and not waiting til the end of august. yay!
she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh, she's bad
Friday, July 20, 2012
bait
i think the sun might be bleaching my hair. the tips are getting lighter. i like it.
shanno and i went to the movie in the square last night. it was fun. we took the thai cushions and sat very comfortably on the ground. it was cold thought. that part i could've done without.
whenever my dad comes by, he comments on how big our garden is getting. then asks "are you watering it?" and i say "yes, dad, every day" then he says "you've gotta water it!". i know his hearing is getting pretty bad, but i'm certain he hears me and for some reason he's choosing to ignore me. he's growing more and more quirky as he gets older. which makes sense.
when i was younger, my mom and i concluded that interesting guys turn into weird men. and boring guys turn into really normal men. so the problem was that a girl either has it good now or later. it's funny because now that i think back on this theory, while i think it's still kind of true, i think it's a little flawed. because i think the interesting guys are actually just really "out there" guys and a little bit unstable, so no wonder they turn into weird old men. and the "boring guys" are probably just more subtle and more stable, so the grow into real quality fellows. subtly was lost on young lesley.
shanno and i went to the movie in the square last night. it was fun. we took the thai cushions and sat very comfortably on the ground. it was cold thought. that part i could've done without.
whenever my dad comes by, he comments on how big our garden is getting. then asks "are you watering it?" and i say "yes, dad, every day" then he says "you've gotta water it!". i know his hearing is getting pretty bad, but i'm certain he hears me and for some reason he's choosing to ignore me. he's growing more and more quirky as he gets older. which makes sense.
when i was younger, my mom and i concluded that interesting guys turn into weird men. and boring guys turn into really normal men. so the problem was that a girl either has it good now or later. it's funny because now that i think back on this theory, while i think it's still kind of true, i think it's a little flawed. because i think the interesting guys are actually just really "out there" guys and a little bit unstable, so no wonder they turn into weird old men. and the "boring guys" are probably just more subtle and more stable, so the grow into real quality fellows. subtly was lost on young lesley.
let's get together and feel all right.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
zombie magnet
i accidentally spammed 1177 people today at work. yikes! it served as another valuable lesson of how one touch of a button can result in huge embarrassment. thankfully the email was blank because it was just a demonstration of how to send our mass emails to the whole division. i suppose it was also a demonstration of what NOT to do :S
so i'm pretty sure that i'm mildly dyslexic. when i was a kid i was tested for a learning disability and the results were inconclusive. and while i'm older now and have turned into a fairly intelligent, proficient professional woman, i still struggle with reading outloud. sometimes when i'm reading outloud to b, like when i'm reading segments of our lonely planet book as we plan our vacation, he can see over my shoulder and points out when i'm adding in words or reversing them (for instance, the other day i read "bird pet" instead of "pet bird"). i read well and i write well, but somehow reading outloud is something i've always really struggled with. i've always thought it was just a question of practise, but i don't think it is. so i tried googling it and all the results pointed to dyslexia. i suspect it's just mild because my apprehension is a-ok, there's nothing wrong with my brain. it's just the brain to mouth transfer. it's always kind of sucked. when i was in grade 5, i did a reading assessment (everyone in my class was sent in individually) and i got assessed really low - probably at a grade 3 reading level. and even at the time i KNEW i could read those more advanced books but had no way of proving it. thankfully b is a good reader, and i enjoy listening to him read. i just wish that i could read well out loud and have more confidence :S
it's been crazy stupid hot these past few days. i'm not one to complain about the heat, but yesterday was pretty unbearable. honey and pekoe laid on the wood floor all day and would sometimes whine at us. it was pretty cute.
so i'm pretty sure that i'm mildly dyslexic. when i was a kid i was tested for a learning disability and the results were inconclusive. and while i'm older now and have turned into a fairly intelligent, proficient professional woman, i still struggle with reading outloud. sometimes when i'm reading outloud to b, like when i'm reading segments of our lonely planet book as we plan our vacation, he can see over my shoulder and points out when i'm adding in words or reversing them (for instance, the other day i read "bird pet" instead of "pet bird"). i read well and i write well, but somehow reading outloud is something i've always really struggled with. i've always thought it was just a question of practise, but i don't think it is. so i tried googling it and all the results pointed to dyslexia. i suspect it's just mild because my apprehension is a-ok, there's nothing wrong with my brain. it's just the brain to mouth transfer. it's always kind of sucked. when i was in grade 5, i did a reading assessment (everyone in my class was sent in individually) and i got assessed really low - probably at a grade 3 reading level. and even at the time i KNEW i could read those more advanced books but had no way of proving it. thankfully b is a good reader, and i enjoy listening to him read. i just wish that i could read well out loud and have more confidence :S
it's been crazy stupid hot these past few days. i'm not one to complain about the heat, but yesterday was pretty unbearable. honey and pekoe laid on the wood floor all day and would sometimes whine at us. it was pretty cute.
i'm starting to have some doubts about my timing of getting a bird. i really want one and have picked out a really adorable name, but our house is pretty tiny and i'm not sure if filling it with another living thing is smart right now. ARGH! i UBER want a budgie. hm, what to do, what to do.
i really like eating raisins. except for the little stems. i don't like them. oh raisin stems! you remind me that you used to be a grape!
but you can't fool all the people all the time.
Monday, July 16, 2012
festival
we had a super fun time in stratford this weekend. let me start at the beginning...
so heading to stratford thru toronto on a friday night in the summer has the potential for a lot of frustrating waiting in traffic. BUT my mom suggested we take the toll highway, which we ended up doing. the 407 was empty and the surroundings were all trees and a few buildings off in the distance. it was really great, much better than driving thru TO. i drove as brendan tuned our radio to the mighty q and before we knew it we were on the west side of toronto and shortly there after arrived in stratford.
hanging out with jill that evening was great. it was really enjoyable justing sitting around in her living room chatting and laughing. her apartment is really lovely and unique. it fits her and her needs perfectly. i was really inspired by the non-clutter of her place and her book collection which was arranged by colour. almost immediately after we got home last night i started rearranging our bookshelves by colour. it just looks so nice, simple and tidy! it's subtle but magical.
b and i slept in our sleeping bags on the living room floor, which is fun because it's truly 'crashing' at a friend's place. super low maintenance and no frills. we slept well except i forgot my eye mask so i slept with my hat over my face.
jill's pet-sitting for her sister's family right now. their little budgie named flash is super entertaining and i enjoyed him greatly. it amused me that spending time with a bird made me want to get my own pet bird immediately, which is normally the reaction people feel when spending time with babies. i spent the whole weekend thinking up where to keep a bird cage so the cats couldn't get to it. i love pet birds. they're way more interesting then fish. i've been wanting a bird since the first time i met aphra's 5+ years ago. my plan is to get one upon returning home from costa rica. brendan is pretty ambivalent about the whole endeavor. i've been trying to come up with a good name, but for now the working title for my future bird is 'menno' after menno simons - the founder of the mennonites.
on saturday we went for a walk around downtown stratford and visited many lovely stores, ate at a pub and got some chocolate at stratford's fancy chocolate place. while we were at the chocolate shop we noticed a picture of the staff with justin bieber. we didn't bump into him at all, but jill is on deck to deliver his future cousin. small world... small stratford.
brendan cooked us a delicious dinner of butter chicken then we headed off to see muchado about nothing. it was really great - the set, the acting, the plot. it turns out that many of the lyrics of mumford and sons 'sigh no more' were lifted from that play! interesting, but slightly disappointing since i love that song and it's poetic-ness and am slightly disappointed that marcus mumford didn't pen the words himself. another noteworthy part was when one of the central characters waxed-poetic about beards :D
during the play i started feeling really sick, and later concluded i was dehydrated. so instead of drinking the wine we purchased for post-play cheese and wine, i drank powerade. i improved significantly, but still felt a little unwell until i had a second gaterade the next day on the drive home. i think because i'm in the habit of drinking a lot of water that i easily become dehydrated, since my body doesn't retain water in reserve.
jill took us for a drive into the countryside to her midwife clinic and we got to see a bunch of mennonites riding in horse and carriage on the way back. that was neat, especially for brendan since he's a big fan but has never seen traditional mennonite people in real life before.
anyways, we really thoroughly enjoyed our time with jill. it was definitely more fun then just staying at a hotel or B&B.
so heading to stratford thru toronto on a friday night in the summer has the potential for a lot of frustrating waiting in traffic. BUT my mom suggested we take the toll highway, which we ended up doing. the 407 was empty and the surroundings were all trees and a few buildings off in the distance. it was really great, much better than driving thru TO. i drove as brendan tuned our radio to the mighty q and before we knew it we were on the west side of toronto and shortly there after arrived in stratford.
hanging out with jill that evening was great. it was really enjoyable justing sitting around in her living room chatting and laughing. her apartment is really lovely and unique. it fits her and her needs perfectly. i was really inspired by the non-clutter of her place and her book collection which was arranged by colour. almost immediately after we got home last night i started rearranging our bookshelves by colour. it just looks so nice, simple and tidy! it's subtle but magical.
b and i slept in our sleeping bags on the living room floor, which is fun because it's truly 'crashing' at a friend's place. super low maintenance and no frills. we slept well except i forgot my eye mask so i slept with my hat over my face.
jill's pet-sitting for her sister's family right now. their little budgie named flash is super entertaining and i enjoyed him greatly. it amused me that spending time with a bird made me want to get my own pet bird immediately, which is normally the reaction people feel when spending time with babies. i spent the whole weekend thinking up where to keep a bird cage so the cats couldn't get to it. i love pet birds. they're way more interesting then fish. i've been wanting a bird since the first time i met aphra's 5+ years ago. my plan is to get one upon returning home from costa rica. brendan is pretty ambivalent about the whole endeavor. i've been trying to come up with a good name, but for now the working title for my future bird is 'menno' after menno simons - the founder of the mennonites.
on saturday we went for a walk around downtown stratford and visited many lovely stores, ate at a pub and got some chocolate at stratford's fancy chocolate place. while we were at the chocolate shop we noticed a picture of the staff with justin bieber. we didn't bump into him at all, but jill is on deck to deliver his future cousin. small world... small stratford.
brendan cooked us a delicious dinner of butter chicken then we headed off to see muchado about nothing. it was really great - the set, the acting, the plot. it turns out that many of the lyrics of mumford and sons 'sigh no more' were lifted from that play! interesting, but slightly disappointing since i love that song and it's poetic-ness and am slightly disappointed that marcus mumford didn't pen the words himself. another noteworthy part was when one of the central characters waxed-poetic about beards :D
during the play i started feeling really sick, and later concluded i was dehydrated. so instead of drinking the wine we purchased for post-play cheese and wine, i drank powerade. i improved significantly, but still felt a little unwell until i had a second gaterade the next day on the drive home. i think because i'm in the habit of drinking a lot of water that i easily become dehydrated, since my body doesn't retain water in reserve.
jill took us for a drive into the countryside to her midwife clinic and we got to see a bunch of mennonites riding in horse and carriage on the way back. that was neat, especially for brendan since he's a big fan but has never seen traditional mennonite people in real life before.
anyways, we really thoroughly enjoyed our time with jill. it was definitely more fun then just staying at a hotel or B&B.
man is a giddy thing.
Friday, July 13, 2012
melba
i had a weird conversation with some fellow volunteers at KGH yesterday. they were young queen's students. basically, they were shocked that my husband was 23 and he got married at 21. it wasn't our age difference, but the fact that he got married so young. together they agreed that 30 is the ideal age to get married. it kind of bugged me that they kind of wrote off our commitment or decision to get married because we're religious. so i explained to them 'we knew we wanted to be together and were serious about our commitment, so saw no reason to wait'. i don't understand why someone would wait until their 30. i guess that's because i don't really see a difference between living together and being married. people start living together from a young age, often without dating for very long beforehand, but WE'RE weird because we actually gave it serious thought, made an informed decision, and had our family and friends celebrate that together. i suppose that my fellow volunteers felt that there's so much they'd like to do before they get married, but (other than sleeping around) there's nothing you can't do WITH your partner. brendan and i have done more together than we ever did single. it's super empowering to have a partner - the right partner. in truth... the 'best time' to get married is whenever you've met the right partner. there's no guarantee that you'll be with your ideal person when you're the ideal age. sometimes you have to wait... like i did, and sometimes it happens sooner than expected... like brendan. MAN! i wish i'd been able to articulate this last night. next time. i'm sure that was not the last time i'll have to sit thru someone's opinion about brendan's age :p
this evening, brendan and i are jumping in the car and driving down to stratford for the weekend. we're staying at jill's place (@jill, does your apartment have a name yet?), and tomorrow night we're going to see 'muchado about nothing'. we're pretty excited. b has never been west of toronto before. i hope we see lots'o mennonites.
i ordered some new thai pants, which came in the mail last night. they're super great. i'm very pleased with them. thai pants are the most comfortable summer wear that i own. they were only 11 bux! i couldn't be more pleased :D
this evening, brendan and i are jumping in the car and driving down to stratford for the weekend. we're staying at jill's place (@jill, does your apartment have a name yet?), and tomorrow night we're going to see 'muchado about nothing'. we're pretty excited. b has never been west of toronto before. i hope we see lots'o mennonites.
i ordered some new thai pants, which came in the mail last night. they're super great. i'm very pleased with them. thai pants are the most comfortable summer wear that i own. they were only 11 bux! i couldn't be more pleased :D
Thursday, July 12, 2012
twice
with only two weeks left in july (minus weekends) before our vacation i'm finding that there's not enough time to do everything or see everyone, so am kind of opting to plan nothing and just take it easy.
it seems that i'm developing a habit of talking in my sleep. last night i dreamt that a large juice box burst and was leaking everywhere, and i started talking outloud about it. then when brendan tried to soothe me i got really mad at him that he wasn't doing anything to help clean up the mess. it's pretty darn funny when i think about it now. thankfully b finds it amusing.
i've been working on this grey crochetted shrug since winter time. the first time i finished it, it didn't fit properly at all! so i ripped it out and started again. bren keeps telling me that she can't believe i'd bother, but i still want it so i'm trying again. this version is going much better since i'm pretty much completely ignoring the instructions. however, i think i made it a little too long. it seems i forgot that it's a shrug and not a sweater so it's not supposed to go the full length of my back. i think i might try to unravel it from the edge to shorten it a little.
one of my favourite things about bob marley is that in almost every song he says "it's going to be ok" or "i will feel all right" or "every's gonna be all right". it's super uplifting!
yesterday i read this news article on facebook that really annoyed me. well... it didn't annoy me so much as bother me. i find that i can feel pretty defensive about the fact that i work full time, because people seem to jump to a lot of conclusions about it - motives, priorities, etc. in this case, with the article, it really bugged me because it assumed that people who work full time are very ambitious and trying to 'have it all' as they said. anyways, i ended up concluding that i'm just a girl trying to do the best i can with the situation i'm in. i 'get' that priorities directly affect how or where we spend our time, but i think we all have slightly different priorities - although some people may be more similar than others. when it comes to how and where i spend my time, i feel my objective is to have balance. i'm never going to be able to equally balance everything, but being someone who is not a perfectionist i'm not troubled by not doing everything perfectly. i'm pretty comfortable with 'the best i can'. plus, i'm content living within my means, which usually means living without certain things ('having a little' i guess i could say, instead of 'it all'). blah, blah, blah. i'm not exactly sure what my point is. other than i was unsettled by an opinionated person on the internet, and i'm trying to sort out my feelings about it.
thank you... that is all.
there ain't no hiding place from the father of creation.
it seems that i'm developing a habit of talking in my sleep. last night i dreamt that a large juice box burst and was leaking everywhere, and i started talking outloud about it. then when brendan tried to soothe me i got really mad at him that he wasn't doing anything to help clean up the mess. it's pretty darn funny when i think about it now. thankfully b finds it amusing.
i've been working on this grey crochetted shrug since winter time. the first time i finished it, it didn't fit properly at all! so i ripped it out and started again. bren keeps telling me that she can't believe i'd bother, but i still want it so i'm trying again. this version is going much better since i'm pretty much completely ignoring the instructions. however, i think i made it a little too long. it seems i forgot that it's a shrug and not a sweater so it's not supposed to go the full length of my back. i think i might try to unravel it from the edge to shorten it a little.
one of my favourite things about bob marley is that in almost every song he says "it's going to be ok" or "i will feel all right" or "every's gonna be all right". it's super uplifting!
yesterday i read this news article on facebook that really annoyed me. well... it didn't annoy me so much as bother me. i find that i can feel pretty defensive about the fact that i work full time, because people seem to jump to a lot of conclusions about it - motives, priorities, etc. in this case, with the article, it really bugged me because it assumed that people who work full time are very ambitious and trying to 'have it all' as they said. anyways, i ended up concluding that i'm just a girl trying to do the best i can with the situation i'm in. i 'get' that priorities directly affect how or where we spend our time, but i think we all have slightly different priorities - although some people may be more similar than others. when it comes to how and where i spend my time, i feel my objective is to have balance. i'm never going to be able to equally balance everything, but being someone who is not a perfectionist i'm not troubled by not doing everything perfectly. i'm pretty comfortable with 'the best i can'. plus, i'm content living within my means, which usually means living without certain things ('having a little' i guess i could say, instead of 'it all'). blah, blah, blah. i'm not exactly sure what my point is. other than i was unsettled by an opinionated person on the internet, and i'm trying to sort out my feelings about it.
thank you... that is all.
there ain't no hiding place from the father of creation.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
vimy
i used to hate parsnips. they're bitter and a little spicy. but suddenly i find myself in the mood for parsnips. maybe i should give them another try.
SO. we drove to ottawa for bluesfest. it's interesting when you reach the point in a relationship when you and your partner or friend or whoever, feel free to sit in a car in silence without the radio. anyways, everything went really smoothly. we left at a good time and traffic was good. we found parking without a problem and walked to the grounds. picked up our bracelets. stood in a short, fast-moving line. and were in the grounds, at the river stage, drinking a cherry slushy by 7:15.
the opener, a woman by the name of carolyn wonderland (or something) was... ok. i was a little bored, but everyone else seemed into her, and even brendan thought she was ok. no stevie ray (as she was compared to), but still ok. there were a few bands playing - like zeus for instance - who we were more interested in seeing, but it was clear as soon as we located the river stage that there was no way that brendan was waundering far. so for the carolyn lady we were close, about 15 feet from the stage. the crowd wasn't too bad, a lot of folks with chairs and people in their 40s and 50s. the location was great because we were right beside the river and it was a beautiful night with the sun setting right over our shoulders.
when she finished up and people moved around we moved forward and found ourselves 2nd from the guardrail. as 9:00 approached we could see susan on the wing, then derek arrived and brendan said "there he is". there was something about his tone that told me that his stomach was flipping. derek trucks has long blond straight ponytail down to the middle of his back - one of his main trademarks. BUT in addition he had a big blond beard, making him look even cooler. i don't know if i mentioned this before, but derek is my age, and when he was 21 he married sue, who was then around 32 and shortly after had their first of two kids. the fact that they have the same age gap as me and brendan is my favourite thing about them. so they come on stage, derek first looking a little sheepish and a little nonchalant, joined by the rest of the 10 members of the band. my goodness do they put on a good show. top-notch. everyone in the band is crazy talented and they all seem to have this awe for one another's ability. the feeling of mutual respect was very apparent. they pretty much played straight for an hour and a half. only once did sue talk between songs and only at the end when she said something like "we hope you've had a good time" or something. i liked watching her and derek interact. it was largely unspoken, but sometimes they'd whisper to one another, one time he passed her an ear piece and tapped her on the shoulder in the way a person would hand their partner the remote or any old ordinary item. it was neat. b said that derek would sometimes wink at her while they play. that's pretty sweet.
about halfway through the person ahead of us cleared out of the way and we moved up to THE FRONT ROW! we were at the front row for tedeschi trucks! i'm pretty sure brendan would have died a happy man in that moment. we were right in front of the horn section, which was great because they were the most incredible horn section i've ever seen. b summed it up perfectly calling them totally bad-ass. seriously... the coolest. grooving as they played.
it was a good sized crowd, but not huge. b thought there was about 2,000. believe it or not, but snoop dog was playing the main stage, so the crowd at the river stage were people who came specifically to see tedeschi trucks. we saw snoop on the big screen on our way out, but didn't stick around. it was getting close to eleven at that point. i felt ok when i got up this morning. brendan on the other hand... he was totally emotionally-hungover. his eyes all bloodshot and stuff. it was pretty cute.
SO. we drove to ottawa for bluesfest. it's interesting when you reach the point in a relationship when you and your partner or friend or whoever, feel free to sit in a car in silence without the radio. anyways, everything went really smoothly. we left at a good time and traffic was good. we found parking without a problem and walked to the grounds. picked up our bracelets. stood in a short, fast-moving line. and were in the grounds, at the river stage, drinking a cherry slushy by 7:15.
the opener, a woman by the name of carolyn wonderland (or something) was... ok. i was a little bored, but everyone else seemed into her, and even brendan thought she was ok. no stevie ray (as she was compared to), but still ok. there were a few bands playing - like zeus for instance - who we were more interested in seeing, but it was clear as soon as we located the river stage that there was no way that brendan was waundering far. so for the carolyn lady we were close, about 15 feet from the stage. the crowd wasn't too bad, a lot of folks with chairs and people in their 40s and 50s. the location was great because we were right beside the river and it was a beautiful night with the sun setting right over our shoulders.
when she finished up and people moved around we moved forward and found ourselves 2nd from the guardrail. as 9:00 approached we could see susan on the wing, then derek arrived and brendan said "there he is". there was something about his tone that told me that his stomach was flipping. derek trucks has long blond straight ponytail down to the middle of his back - one of his main trademarks. BUT in addition he had a big blond beard, making him look even cooler. i don't know if i mentioned this before, but derek is my age, and when he was 21 he married sue, who was then around 32 and shortly after had their first of two kids. the fact that they have the same age gap as me and brendan is my favourite thing about them. so they come on stage, derek first looking a little sheepish and a little nonchalant, joined by the rest of the 10 members of the band. my goodness do they put on a good show. top-notch. everyone in the band is crazy talented and they all seem to have this awe for one another's ability. the feeling of mutual respect was very apparent. they pretty much played straight for an hour and a half. only once did sue talk between songs and only at the end when she said something like "we hope you've had a good time" or something. i liked watching her and derek interact. it was largely unspoken, but sometimes they'd whisper to one another, one time he passed her an ear piece and tapped her on the shoulder in the way a person would hand their partner the remote or any old ordinary item. it was neat. b said that derek would sometimes wink at her while they play. that's pretty sweet.
about halfway through the person ahead of us cleared out of the way and we moved up to THE FRONT ROW! we were at the front row for tedeschi trucks! i'm pretty sure brendan would have died a happy man in that moment. we were right in front of the horn section, which was great because they were the most incredible horn section i've ever seen. b summed it up perfectly calling them totally bad-ass. seriously... the coolest. grooving as they played.
it was a good sized crowd, but not huge. b thought there was about 2,000. believe it or not, but snoop dog was playing the main stage, so the crowd at the river stage were people who came specifically to see tedeschi trucks. we saw snoop on the big screen on our way out, but didn't stick around. it was getting close to eleven at that point. i felt ok when i got up this morning. brendan on the other hand... he was totally emotionally-hungover. his eyes all bloodshot and stuff. it was pretty cute.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
perspective
brendan and i are heading to ottawa for bluesfest today. we're going specifically so b can see tedeschi trucks band. nancy and gerry were going to come too because they're also big fans, but can't make it. i'm not super familiar with their stuff, but consider them to be some of the most talented muscians in the industry right now. b's hoping they're still relatively unknown so the crowd will be small. we saw sue tedeschi's guitar at the rock and roll hall of fame in february. it was right beside ani difranco's. since then i've concluded they are to blues music what ani is the feminist folk. completely authentic, truly talented and totally off the grid. it's an evening gig and we'll be back by 1 am. this morning when i left for work i told brendan to make sure he got lots of sleep today. haha.
yesterday i said to b "i'm excited about our trip!" and he said "which one?". it's pretty funny that in the course of 2.5 weeks we're going on 4 trips:
1) bluesfest - ottawa
2) muchado about nothing - stratford (jill's place)
3) camping with family - fair havens (lake simcoe)
4) vacation - costa rica
a busy month, but a good month.
i'm enjoying animal farm. i'm now almost half done. i can see why this book made me mad in high school. i totally missed the point of it, but at least my anger was just. it's an appropriate response to abuse of power. as an adult, who understands politics to a certain degree, i can really appreciate how cleverly it depicts certain types of government. it's very poignant, and still relevant 50+ years after it was written.
yesterday i said to b "i'm excited about our trip!" and he said "which one?". it's pretty funny that in the course of 2.5 weeks we're going on 4 trips:
1) bluesfest - ottawa
2) muchado about nothing - stratford (jill's place)
3) camping with family - fair havens (lake simcoe)
4) vacation - costa rica
a busy month, but a good month.
i'm enjoying animal farm. i'm now almost half done. i can see why this book made me mad in high school. i totally missed the point of it, but at least my anger was just. it's an appropriate response to abuse of power. as an adult, who understands politics to a certain degree, i can really appreciate how cleverly it depicts certain types of government. it's very poignant, and still relevant 50+ years after it was written.
we'll share the shelter of my single bed.
Monday, July 09, 2012
deep woods
the guy sounds like jian when i hear him speak. it makes me a little nervous, the way i would feel if our conversation was being broadcast nationwide.
i had to wear brendan's deodorant today. being a couple who rarely put things away in a timely fashion, we left our overnight bags in the car and come morning my pit-stick was still in the trunk.
i'm in another good reading groove, and i'm hoping it will last a while. i finished the poisonwood bible last night - which is good because i want to be able to return it to jill when i see her this weekend. i really enjoyed it. knowing i was nearly done, i took a stroll to indigo last evening and basked the potential there for a while. there is no other store in the world that i enjoy more than a book store. while i was there i landed on two... 1) animal farm. i realize this is an odd choice, but i've been intrigued since i listened to 1984 on book tape. i read animal farm in high school but clearly misunderstood it. i think i'd appreciate it more now, understanding it's a satire. plus, it's nice and small (98 pages) and the new modern cover is very appealing. 2) the bell jar. this one i plan to take with me to costa rica. i wanted something smallish, but not too small because i don't want to finish it in one sitting (if waiting around at the airport a long while). my plan after i finish animal farm (i'm already 15% finished it), i'm going to start on middlemarch, which i've been wanting to read for a while, to tide me over til vacation time. i once looked up a list of the top 100 must-read books and middlemarch was #1, so i was intrigued.
we had a great time at the trailer this weekend. we had our little tent on our own site and hung out in the day and evening at n+g's place. it was really fun. a trailer is a really nice alternative to a cottage, and is definitely something we'd consider doing when we're older. we took a short trip into brockville and i got to see where brendan's dad grew up on church street.
it's a lot harder to explain maroon 5 than you'd think.
i had to wear brendan's deodorant today. being a couple who rarely put things away in a timely fashion, we left our overnight bags in the car and come morning my pit-stick was still in the trunk.
i'm in another good reading groove, and i'm hoping it will last a while. i finished the poisonwood bible last night - which is good because i want to be able to return it to jill when i see her this weekend. i really enjoyed it. knowing i was nearly done, i took a stroll to indigo last evening and basked the potential there for a while. there is no other store in the world that i enjoy more than a book store. while i was there i landed on two... 1) animal farm. i realize this is an odd choice, but i've been intrigued since i listened to 1984 on book tape. i read animal farm in high school but clearly misunderstood it. i think i'd appreciate it more now, understanding it's a satire. plus, it's nice and small (98 pages) and the new modern cover is very appealing. 2) the bell jar. this one i plan to take with me to costa rica. i wanted something smallish, but not too small because i don't want to finish it in one sitting (if waiting around at the airport a long while). my plan after i finish animal farm (i'm already 15% finished it), i'm going to start on middlemarch, which i've been wanting to read for a while, to tide me over til vacation time. i once looked up a list of the top 100 must-read books and middlemarch was #1, so i was intrigued.
we had a great time at the trailer this weekend. we had our little tent on our own site and hung out in the day and evening at n+g's place. it was really fun. a trailer is a really nice alternative to a cottage, and is definitely something we'd consider doing when we're older. we took a short trip into brockville and i got to see where brendan's dad grew up on church street.
it's a lot harder to explain maroon 5 than you'd think.
are you satisfied with the life you're living?
Friday, July 06, 2012
wiggle
i dunno if i've ever mentioned this before, but i think my husband is the coolest. i've been listening to bob marley a lot lately because my cousin gave me collection of various albums. so i tell this to b and he says "is it legend?", "yes" i said. to this he casually said (as though he was full of years) "i've listened to that album more times than i can count". that man is just dripping with culture and experience. he amazes me!
the mojomobile is packed with sleeping bags, weekend gear and our pup tent as we're heading off to pleasure park for the weekend. it's the trailer park that n+g have a trailer. we're tenting. i'm looking forward to it. it should be relaxing and campy. we're going to make smores and play board games!
everytime i hear the name 'pleasure park' it seems kind of inappropriate. you thought so too, didn't you? i think there used to be a lingerie store or something in town called pleasure island. no doubt that's making it seem like an adult-entertainment campground. it's not. we've been there before.
did you know bob marley had a white father? hm, there seems to be a real trend within black musicians - bob marley, jimi hendrix, lenny kravitz.... ALL biracial! this is off topic, but did you know that enrique iglessis is also biracial? his mom was filipino. (further off topic) i wonder what scarlete and sachil's kids will look like. i'm sure they will be shunning.
the mojomobile is packed with sleeping bags, weekend gear and our pup tent as we're heading off to pleasure park for the weekend. it's the trailer park that n+g have a trailer. we're tenting. i'm looking forward to it. it should be relaxing and campy. we're going to make smores and play board games!
everytime i hear the name 'pleasure park' it seems kind of inappropriate. you thought so too, didn't you? i think there used to be a lingerie store or something in town called pleasure island. no doubt that's making it seem like an adult-entertainment campground. it's not. we've been there before.
did you know bob marley had a white father? hm, there seems to be a real trend within black musicians - bob marley, jimi hendrix, lenny kravitz.... ALL biracial! this is off topic, but did you know that enrique iglessis is also biracial? his mom was filipino. (further off topic) i wonder what scarlete and sachil's kids will look like. i'm sure they will be shunning.
every little thing gonna be all right.
Thursday, July 05, 2012
it's listed!!!
the old maxi pad is going for $254,000.
i can honestly say it's not worth that. that's more than what we paid for the exile, which is in significantly better condition and is closer to the downtown core. i bet the revitalized m centre has increased the value for sure or at least they think it has.
the old maxi pad is going for $254,000.
i can honestly say it's not worth that. that's more than what we paid for the exile, which is in significantly better condition and is closer to the downtown core. i bet the revitalized m centre has increased the value for sure or at least they think it has.
i hope the new owners take better care of it. it needs some love, but is pretty special.
plastic
as i laid in bed last night, i felt a gentle touch on my shoulder and i opened my eyes to see a dark figure over me. i was startled. it took a moment for my eyes to adjust, and i realized it was just the curtain fluttering around the room in response to the oscillating fan.
the books that always leave the deepest impressions on me are the ones with an unexpected twist in plot. its not unlike being acquainted with someone, then learning something new and unique about them. it suddenly makes the person so much more multi-dimensional.
in the summer heat, brendan spends most of his time at home shirtless. it's kind of funny, in a cute way, because it's so unlike him. i arrived home from work yesterday to see him frying up some taters barechested. seemed kind of dangerous.
being a person of faith, from a family of faith, it's difficult for me to digest the cultural difference that exists between my mom and me. lately, i've been particularly embarrassed when she writes things like "God is good!" and "PTL" (jesus-jargon shortform of 'praise the lord') and "trust in HIM!" on my facebook profile. i feel that if i was not religious myself i would be able to filter out her comments as "that's just how religious people talk". but i can't just disregard it since, i too am religious and i don't talk that way. i partly feel i worry that i'll get clumped into the same category as her by others, when i feel we're very different. the discomfort i feel is probably how a lot of folks feel about their parents parents talking about sex. it's awkward and it feels inappropriate. her freedom of speech makes me cringe and i just can't understand her candidness, and in many cases her point of view. i find the faith experience to be a lot more visceral than that. it's not words, it's not grabbing onto a rope that will pick you out of the mud and place you in the clouds above the muckiness of life. i guess i feel that faith is more subtle than that, and as a result i prefer to be more subtle in my speech. sometimes it feels like the problem with the old adage "treat others as you would want to be treated" is flawed since how i want to be treated is different to how someone like my mom wants to be treated ("PLT jan, PLT!"). i kind of wish that it included instruction on how to deal with major differences in perspective. it's cultural, it's generational, it's world view, it's painful.
the books that always leave the deepest impressions on me are the ones with an unexpected twist in plot. its not unlike being acquainted with someone, then learning something new and unique about them. it suddenly makes the person so much more multi-dimensional.
in the summer heat, brendan spends most of his time at home shirtless. it's kind of funny, in a cute way, because it's so unlike him. i arrived home from work yesterday to see him frying up some taters barechested. seemed kind of dangerous.
being a person of faith, from a family of faith, it's difficult for me to digest the cultural difference that exists between my mom and me. lately, i've been particularly embarrassed when she writes things like "God is good!" and "PTL" (jesus-jargon shortform of 'praise the lord') and "trust in HIM!" on my facebook profile. i feel that if i was not religious myself i would be able to filter out her comments as "that's just how religious people talk". but i can't just disregard it since, i too am religious and i don't talk that way. i partly feel i worry that i'll get clumped into the same category as her by others, when i feel we're very different. the discomfort i feel is probably how a lot of folks feel about their parents parents talking about sex. it's awkward and it feels inappropriate. her freedom of speech makes me cringe and i just can't understand her candidness, and in many cases her point of view. i find the faith experience to be a lot more visceral than that. it's not words, it's not grabbing onto a rope that will pick you out of the mud and place you in the clouds above the muckiness of life. i guess i feel that faith is more subtle than that, and as a result i prefer to be more subtle in my speech. sometimes it feels like the problem with the old adage "treat others as you would want to be treated" is flawed since how i want to be treated is different to how someone like my mom wants to be treated ("PLT jan, PLT!"). i kind of wish that it included instruction on how to deal with major differences in perspective. it's cultural, it's generational, it's world view, it's painful.
we're leaving for syracuse in 3 weeks today! then, then next day, we'll board a plane to costa rica! man, we really need to get planning our intinerary and booking hostels. with the short turn-around, we're really underprepared, but it's also kind of fun!
representing the white race...
a man with a monkey for a face.
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
poisonwood
sometimes in summer i can't decide what to wear because nothing is just quite comfortable enough in the heat.
lately it feels like i'm constantly saying stupid things. as thought out of my mouth comes half-baked thoughts that make me sound hateful, arrogant or narrow. it bugs me. it makes me worry that i'm becoming someone who makes other people cringe from her incomplete sentences and off-hand comments.
sometimes brendan and i eat chocolate in the living room.
lately i've been wiggling my baby tooth while watching the tv. it makes me feel like i'm nine years old. my baby tooth is gonna fall out eventually, so why not help it along. i think i'm going to have to get braces to pull the adult tooth (which currently resides in the roof of my mouth) into place. no sense in delaying the inevitable when the inevitable will be better – a properly functioning left-side of my mouth.
sometimes i don't feel connected to myself if i don't make time to write.
the whole world is made of one unbroken line.
lately it feels like i'm constantly saying stupid things. as thought out of my mouth comes half-baked thoughts that make me sound hateful, arrogant or narrow. it bugs me. it makes me worry that i'm becoming someone who makes other people cringe from her incomplete sentences and off-hand comments.
sometimes brendan and i eat chocolate in the living room.
lately i've been wiggling my baby tooth while watching the tv. it makes me feel like i'm nine years old. my baby tooth is gonna fall out eventually, so why not help it along. i think i'm going to have to get braces to pull the adult tooth (which currently resides in the roof of my mouth) into place. no sense in delaying the inevitable when the inevitable will be better – a properly functioning left-side of my mouth.
sometimes i don't feel connected to myself if i don't make time to write.
the whole world is made of one unbroken line.
Tuesday, July 03, 2012
byward
it was a lovely lovely long weekend.
shanno and i went swimming at grass creek park then went raspberry picking at food basics. on sunday we (all of use who live at 79 main street) drove up to ottawa to spend canada day in the nation's capital and visit with john and joanne. the whole day went really smoothly. the crowds weren't too bad, our wait at a resturant wasn't very long, and we found a spot on the hill with enough space to sit on the grass. the only problem was that when the fireworks went off the peace tower blocked the view.
i found 10 bux in the washroom at the diner. i spent $2.50 of it on a sundae at mcdonald's yesterday.
our garden is starting to get really big and lush. we have a cucumber on the vine the size of a large pickle and several small green tomatoes. it's super fun watching everything grow. and for dinner, brendan cooked some pasta with swiss chard in it. i can't wait to make salsa!
the long evenings are amazing. i remember YEARS ago, when i lived on pine street and my housemates were away, i made salsa and watched the first harry potter movie on tv. it was the first harry potter flick i'd ever seen, and was surprised to discover it wasn't actually satanic. (turns out brendan read the other day that the rumours that HP was evil was started by the onion - a comedic fake news website). anyways, ever since, when the day is warm, but not too hot, and i'm in my nighty, the mood strikes me to watch HP and eat salsa.
man, i love this season.
shanno and i went swimming at grass creek park then went raspberry picking at food basics. on sunday we (all of use who live at 79 main street) drove up to ottawa to spend canada day in the nation's capital and visit with john and joanne. the whole day went really smoothly. the crowds weren't too bad, our wait at a resturant wasn't very long, and we found a spot on the hill with enough space to sit on the grass. the only problem was that when the fireworks went off the peace tower blocked the view.
i found 10 bux in the washroom at the diner. i spent $2.50 of it on a sundae at mcdonald's yesterday.
our garden is starting to get really big and lush. we have a cucumber on the vine the size of a large pickle and several small green tomatoes. it's super fun watching everything grow. and for dinner, brendan cooked some pasta with swiss chard in it. i can't wait to make salsa!
the long evenings are amazing. i remember YEARS ago, when i lived on pine street and my housemates were away, i made salsa and watched the first harry potter movie on tv. it was the first harry potter flick i'd ever seen, and was surprised to discover it wasn't actually satanic. (turns out brendan read the other day that the rumours that HP was evil was started by the onion - a comedic fake news website). anyways, ever since, when the day is warm, but not too hot, and i'm in my nighty, the mood strikes me to watch HP and eat salsa.
man, i love this season.
words are like a lasso.
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