A great big thank-you and an "I can not wait!!!" to Jess and Adam for purchasing the tickets to the concert that I may or may have been waiting my whole life for. Rufus Wainwright and Sarah Slean. I have seen both of these artists seperately, and I could never decide which one was my favorite of all the concerts I have ever seen. Now I do not have to decide. Ever. At the Winspear! I don't think it could be any better.
I have been trying to think what I could write about, and I have a few topics.
Topic the first: Cell phones in Institute. Seriously people, why can you not turn them off? Here is 90 minutes that you can be completely focused on developing your spiritual well-being, sit with your friends, and/or just completely relax. Wht must we be connected all the time? There was a girl who was texting the ENTIRE lesson right in front of me. Why are you even there if you are just talking to somone else?
Topic the second...sort of: cell phones on general. This is for people, o.k., mostly the men-folk, who come to our house, and then just text or talk to other people on the phone. Why are you at our house if you would rather be with someone else? We feel a little bit like sloppy seconds, or even your "fall-back girls" and that absolutely does not work for me. O.k., I know that I am not completely immune to the texting disease, but at least if I am at church, or some other religous activity, I do not communicate telephonically with others. I think the real problem is that there is no set etiquette for cell-phone use and behavior. However, if you are spending time with someone, you have a golden opportunity to communicate...right there. Wow. It absolutely boggles the mind, I know. Personally, I would rather watch J.R. play video games all night then watch you text someone else.
Topic the third: Potlucks. These are AWESOME. Yesterday, we had a potluck, and fantastic people who brought fantastic food came and spent the day at the Pink House. Why do I love a potluck so much? Well, I get to make Potato Salad, we get to find out about Denise's mad cooking skills, and time spent with, really, the best people in the ward, is always time well spent.
Topic the fourth: Walking. I love to walk, and going on sweet nature walks with friends just might be my favorite thing to do. We have done some great walks lately which included singing, stick-finding, rock-skipping, laughing, almost hand-holding (Ha-ha-ha-ha), and other such hijinks to brighten up a summer night.
Anyway, I am looking at the clock (Isn't it great?!) and I need to go to work pretty soon. Hope you all have a fantastic day - please be thinking of my in my three hour long staff meeting while the rest of you are enjoying your evening, and your showing and telling!
Goodbyeeeeee!
Monday, May 28, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
I like shiny things, candy, and guys who don't want to date me
Reasons why I am the dead monkey...
Oh. My. Word.
The new Rufus Wainwright album is wonderful. As usual, there are some lyrics that absolutely kick me right in the guts. Here are a few said lines:
"Do I disappoint you just being human?" (Do I Disappoint You). This line speaks so much about how I am always comparing myself to other people, and wishing I was different - skinnier, smarter, pretty, younger, etc. But really, as my new-found mantra goes: "I can't be anyone I'm not, I can only be better at who I am"
"You took advantage of a world that loves you well/I'm going to a town that has already been burned down" (Going to a Town) How many times do we hold onto things, or people, who are not going to give us what we need?
"But you will never lose your heart with those little boy blues" (Nobody's off the hook)
"You should be held. But I'm not ready to." (Not Ready to Love)
"You have locked all your assets up in lifelong contracts to you" (Release the Stars)
It is a good time to be listening to introspective music because I am really trying to figure out how to move ahead in my life. I feel like I'm holding on to things that are easy and comfortable, but that aren't helping me to grow and develop into the person I want to be. I am putting my faith in things that are never going to happen, and why do I do this?
On a happier note, I have registered for a conference in Calgary which is specifically for Single Adults, ages 25-35. I am very excited !! This is not as scary as the 30+ scene, which I'm sure everyone will remember, caused me a great amount of anxiety. I am making a goal right now that I will take every opportunity at the conference to meet new people, have a great time, and make out with some awesome guy. (Only kind of kidding about that last part. At least it won't be in a van...) (I'm sorry, I still love you!! You're the classiest person I know!!)
I hope everyone has a great Wednesday, and that all of you who are sick will feel better soon. I don't like to see you suffer, and more importantly, you better not make me sick, too. However, you know where you can come for awesome kleenex.
Oh. My. Word.
The new Rufus Wainwright album is wonderful. As usual, there are some lyrics that absolutely kick me right in the guts. Here are a few said lines:
"Do I disappoint you just being human?" (Do I Disappoint You). This line speaks so much about how I am always comparing myself to other people, and wishing I was different - skinnier, smarter, pretty, younger, etc. But really, as my new-found mantra goes: "I can't be anyone I'm not, I can only be better at who I am"
"You took advantage of a world that loves you well/I'm going to a town that has already been burned down" (Going to a Town) How many times do we hold onto things, or people, who are not going to give us what we need?
"But you will never lose your heart with those little boy blues" (Nobody's off the hook)
"You should be held. But I'm not ready to." (Not Ready to Love)
"You have locked all your assets up in lifelong contracts to you" (Release the Stars)
It is a good time to be listening to introspective music because I am really trying to figure out how to move ahead in my life. I feel like I'm holding on to things that are easy and comfortable, but that aren't helping me to grow and develop into the person I want to be. I am putting my faith in things that are never going to happen, and why do I do this?
On a happier note, I have registered for a conference in Calgary which is specifically for Single Adults, ages 25-35. I am very excited !! This is not as scary as the 30+ scene, which I'm sure everyone will remember, caused me a great amount of anxiety. I am making a goal right now that I will take every opportunity at the conference to meet new people, have a great time, and make out with some awesome guy. (Only kind of kidding about that last part. At least it won't be in a van...) (I'm sorry, I still love you!! You're the classiest person I know!!)
I hope everyone has a great Wednesday, and that all of you who are sick will feel better soon. I don't like to see you suffer, and more importantly, you better not make me sick, too. However, you know where you can come for awesome kleenex.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
"They've got just a wee bit o' the crazies"
I am having a real problem getting out Post #60, but I am finally here at home with time to write, and ideas just a flowin'. So.
Today at work it was Stephen and I at cash, (well, him at Cash and me on cds) and we were finding that there was an abnormal increase in the number of stupid and/or crazy customers today. The highlight was the man (who Steve affectionately called "Beardy" for his incredible Lorenzo Snow bordering on Mountain Man beard) who stood at the next till to Stephen, where there was no cashier, and just handed his stuff over. He then waved to invisible people out side the window. Most people were just stupid, asking questions a 4 year old would know the answer to (and asking them at least 3 times). I wondered if there was some sort of explanation for the craziness, and asked whether there was a full moon right now. What we found out was that the new moon starts tomorrow. Hmm. Therefore, I am naming this phenomenon the "no moon syndrome". I really think it could take off and rival "The Secret" for sheer nonsense worthy of Mr. Kevin Trudeau himself. Oh, Snap!
Speaking of Kevin Trudeau and his antics, I took a peak through his book "Natural Cures" thinking there would be some suggestions and/or aids for healthy behavior. Not so. Instead, it was peppered with outrageous claims, my favorite being: "Cinnamon cures Diabetes". Seriously. Anyone who knows me, knows my feeling on opinion stated as fact. Not cool. So, Kevin, what you're telling me is that if I eat cinamon buns daily, I will be cured of my diabetes. Thanks, buddy! I'll get right on that. I'm sure it will work wonders for my weight as well.
On a sad (and completely unrelated) note, I am very sad to be losing Keely for the summer, and possibly forever. We have started watching Buffy episodes here (so far we have watched "Fool for Love", "The Gift", "Beneath You", and "Once More with Feeling). It is so nice to have someone to obsess, analyze and philosophize about the Buffyverse with again. I know she will have an amazing time in England, but we will miss her infectious enthusiasm. We love you Keely!
I will finish with some additions to my "things I am a sucker for" list:
-dimples
-nicknames
-random noises
-walks
-Keely
-nephews who are too cute for words
-lettuce wraps
-book clubs
-my red bag
-short stories by Mike
-Rufus's new album
Love to all my devoted readers!!!
Today at work it was Stephen and I at cash, (well, him at Cash and me on cds) and we were finding that there was an abnormal increase in the number of stupid and/or crazy customers today. The highlight was the man (who Steve affectionately called "Beardy" for his incredible Lorenzo Snow bordering on Mountain Man beard) who stood at the next till to Stephen, where there was no cashier, and just handed his stuff over. He then waved to invisible people out side the window. Most people were just stupid, asking questions a 4 year old would know the answer to (and asking them at least 3 times). I wondered if there was some sort of explanation for the craziness, and asked whether there was a full moon right now. What we found out was that the new moon starts tomorrow. Hmm. Therefore, I am naming this phenomenon the "no moon syndrome". I really think it could take off and rival "The Secret" for sheer nonsense worthy of Mr. Kevin Trudeau himself. Oh, Snap!
Speaking of Kevin Trudeau and his antics, I took a peak through his book "Natural Cures" thinking there would be some suggestions and/or aids for healthy behavior. Not so. Instead, it was peppered with outrageous claims, my favorite being: "Cinnamon cures Diabetes". Seriously. Anyone who knows me, knows my feeling on opinion stated as fact. Not cool. So, Kevin, what you're telling me is that if I eat cinamon buns daily, I will be cured of my diabetes. Thanks, buddy! I'll get right on that. I'm sure it will work wonders for my weight as well.
On a sad (and completely unrelated) note, I am very sad to be losing Keely for the summer, and possibly forever. We have started watching Buffy episodes here (so far we have watched "Fool for Love", "The Gift", "Beneath You", and "Once More with Feeling). It is so nice to have someone to obsess, analyze and philosophize about the Buffyverse with again. I know she will have an amazing time in England, but we will miss her infectious enthusiasm. We love you Keely!
I will finish with some additions to my "things I am a sucker for" list:
-dimples
-nicknames
-random noises
-walks
-Keely
-nephews who are too cute for words
-lettuce wraps
-book clubs
-my red bag
-short stories by Mike
-Rufus's new album
Love to all my devoted readers!!!
Friday, May 04, 2007
Finally!! A boi who thinks I'm pretty cool
Anyone who knows me knows that I love Costco. LOVE. COSTCO. However, when I venture into a new Costco, my love is tested. Ahh!! I don't know where anything is! Why are the tills over there? Where are the movies? I don't know where to go for the samples! As Jess and I made our way through one of the Edmonton Costcos, I felt a little bit disoriented and confused. It did get better as we went along, but I am sure that I still missed some of my favorite things due to the maze-like lay-out. There was always weird corners and sample ladies hidden away. Needless to say, it wasn't quite the same. But, I was with Jess which reminded me of the old days.
I am in Edmonton, and of course, it is raining fit to be tied. This makes me sad because I want to wear my new shorts. I will wear them tomorrow no matter what. I hope to go to the Mall tomorrow. I know, I know, it is cliche to go, but I love the WEM. I love all of the over-priced stores, the whale, the ship, even the submarine ride which I have never taken, but will before I die. Oh, yes, I will.
The Sam-boi is very cute and smiley for me. He is so big and laughs quite a bit, especially at my Dad. I am going to see the trois-bois tomorrow, and maybe even venture into a game of Boggle with Chris. Wait. Do I really want to be a glutton for punishment? Depends how confident I am feeling.
A happy weekend to everyone still in Lethbridge. I hope you still have all of your appendages when I get back. I am just sorry I won't be there for Weekday-Eve.
I am in Edmonton, and of course, it is raining fit to be tied. This makes me sad because I want to wear my new shorts. I will wear them tomorrow no matter what. I hope to go to the Mall tomorrow. I know, I know, it is cliche to go, but I love the WEM. I love all of the over-priced stores, the whale, the ship, even the submarine ride which I have never taken, but will before I die. Oh, yes, I will.
The Sam-boi is very cute and smiley for me. He is so big and laughs quite a bit, especially at my Dad. I am going to see the trois-bois tomorrow, and maybe even venture into a game of Boggle with Chris. Wait. Do I really want to be a glutton for punishment? Depends how confident I am feeling.
A happy weekend to everyone still in Lethbridge. I hope you still have all of your appendages when I get back. I am just sorry I won't be there for Weekday-Eve.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Will binocular vision make my transition to my 30s harder?
I have been a very bad blogger. I have been seduced by the pictoral and ready-made communication of "The Facebook", and like a person who refuses to do long-hand division now that they have learned the short method, blogging has seem to become tiresome and tedious.
No. This attitude ends today. (By the way, I actually enjoy doing long division. That could be because I never really learned short.)
I am 30 years old today. Wow. I can say that somwhat calmly right now. For the last month I have been dreading this day. I was very anxious about leaving behind my twenties forever. I can look back at the last 30ish days and see how I have acted out due to this anxiety.
1. Flirting with the young (and delightful) men. (Well, these guys are all over 20. I was not as fascinated with the High School Jeb look-alike as some were...)
2. Staying up way too late when I work early in the mornings. Seriously, I feel as if I have a hangover today after my 3.5 hours of sleep last night. Dang you Boggle, and curses on thee, Buffy!!!
3. Being cranky with the roommates. Ladies (and Braden, the honorary roommate) I am so sorry for all of the emo-ness. I really do put it down to feeling completely out of control and unable to stop myself from moving, changing, aging, finding more and more grey hair... Thanks for putting up with my craziness. Methinks a brighter future I do spy.
4. More cooking than usual. It does help me feel a sense of control.
5. Being a Boggle tyrant. Wait, I have always been one...and I always will. Yeah. Too bad.
So, for some reason, I am feeling o.k. with being in my early thirties today. Could be the awesome birthday celebration last night. Could be the tons of Facebook birthday greetings I got. Could be that there is no time like the present to get motivated and become an amazing me. Could be I have family and friends who love me, and still love me no matter how old I am.
30, I embrace you. I face you, a little apprehensively, but I am excited to see what you bring me.
No. This attitude ends today. (By the way, I actually enjoy doing long division. That could be because I never really learned short.)
I am 30 years old today. Wow. I can say that somwhat calmly right now. For the last month I have been dreading this day. I was very anxious about leaving behind my twenties forever. I can look back at the last 30ish days and see how I have acted out due to this anxiety.
1. Flirting with the young (and delightful) men. (Well, these guys are all over 20. I was not as fascinated with the High School Jeb look-alike as some were...)
2. Staying up way too late when I work early in the mornings. Seriously, I feel as if I have a hangover today after my 3.5 hours of sleep last night. Dang you Boggle, and curses on thee, Buffy!!!
3. Being cranky with the roommates. Ladies (and Braden, the honorary roommate) I am so sorry for all of the emo-ness. I really do put it down to feeling completely out of control and unable to stop myself from moving, changing, aging, finding more and more grey hair... Thanks for putting up with my craziness. Methinks a brighter future I do spy.
4. More cooking than usual. It does help me feel a sense of control.
5. Being a Boggle tyrant. Wait, I have always been one...and I always will. Yeah. Too bad.
So, for some reason, I am feeling o.k. with being in my early thirties today. Could be the awesome birthday celebration last night. Could be the tons of Facebook birthday greetings I got. Could be that there is no time like the present to get motivated and become an amazing me. Could be I have family and friends who love me, and still love me no matter how old I am.
30, I embrace you. I face you, a little apprehensively, but I am excited to see what you bring me.
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