I wore this yesterday:
green tank top (it's long enough to stick out the bottom of other shirts)
pink zip-up shirt (the zipper is off-centre, and the neck is wide and folded-over)
my funky black-and-white skirt (I sewed it myself especially for R+R's wedding, and someone said that I was the best-dressed person there)
pink knee-high socks
my boots of butt-kicking
Plus, I was having a good hair day.
I felt fantabulous.
Hello faithful readers. I have reached an incredibly busy season at work, I'm just starting my second 6-day week in a row. I guess I won't be posting much!
I've also noticed that whenever I post something about not being able to post very much, I tend to find something post-worthy within 24 hours. So we'll see if that happens this time or not. Maybe saying it out loud (or typing it publicly) will break the trend...ahhh superstition.
Wish me luck and sanity!
On spring:
Yesterday, while crossing the bridge above a rail corridor, I noticed that the trees along the tracks all had that lovely hue of green that is composed of many baby leaves who have yet to grow up and darken.
There are some flowering bushes near my workplace that smell lovely. At the base of these bushes the grass is the most unbelievable shade of fresh, zesty green.
There has been a pleasant mix of blue sky, clouds, rain and sunshine of late. It's perfect rainbow season. As I left work today it was pouring rain, and yet I wished I had sunglasses to see where I was going. (I was headed west, obviously.)
Also, the sun and the clouds/mist were doing the most interesting thing at the tops of the mountains today. Most of the sky was dark with rich grey rainclouds, but right above the mountains the clouds appeared mistier and lighter, and the sun was making this mist glow very prettily.
Yesterday I left work much later than usual, and I saw large, tall popcorn-like clouds being illuminated with that blue post-sunset light against a darkening blue sky. It was most striking. When I got off the bus at home, the stars and Venus were blazing brightly and brilliantly.
A smile:
On my bus today, there were two men, about age 30, who were having a conversation in Spanish. I wasn't really paying attention at all, until I heard the word "Mennonitas." I guess I respond to that word like one might respond to hearing one's name, and I glanced up quickly and happened to make eye contact with one of them. He obviously understood that something he had just said caught my attention, and I got the feeling he even figured it was the "Mennonite" word. However, I wasn't sure what to say, so I said nothing. As I got off the bus a few minutes later, I walked past his window. This time, we made eye contact again, and I decided to smile warmly. The smile was heartily returned.
Last night once our youth group gathering was officially over, we all stayed to watch the end of the third period of the Canucks game. They were tied 4-4 at the end of it, and I was chatting with this girl who said, "So now they play a 5-minute overtime period, and then it's a shootout!" I informed her that this was the playoffs, and that they were going to keep playing 20-minute OT periods until somebody scored, no matter how long that takes. This was news to her, but I reassured her that often enough somebody scores soon and it doesn't take too long.
This morning I read the headline, "Canucks top Stars in fourth OT." Ahahaha.
Okay, I can't help myself, I need to post about some more interesting searches that have led people to my blog:
"why doesn't apostles' creed mention scripture?"
"can you die from burning plastic"
"cuban galoshes"
"computer hair stille"
"leaders chocolate store winnipeg"
"I woke up early sunny day lyric"
and finally...
"david dammann"
Oh noes! I'm found out! (see the 5th line or so in that post) I even checked the IP address, and the search really did originate in Germany, which is where we both lived when said crush occurred in grade 4.
I had a good weekend. At first I wasn't sure if I was ready for a break, because I have so much stuff to do at work that I wouldn't know what to do with a long weekend of not working on it. Anyway, that's precisely why I needed a good, long weekend.
I spent a lot of time at home. I spent a fair bit of time sewing my bridesmaid dress for my brother's wedding. I did the dishes. I cooked dinner for my aunt. We went out to Aaron's Oma and Opa's on Sunday afternoon. We went to church twice. We watched TV and cuddled. We slept in a lot. We went for a walk. We ate lots of paska. Aaron did homework.
It felt so GOOD! I feel like I have re-established this apartment as my home. When work is busy, I can get absorbed in it to the point that I can't get my mind off it when I'm at home. Then, I spend much of my evening trying to distract my mind from work, and it ends up feeling like I am always hiding from one part or another of my brain, and that being at home is just some sort of bunker to protect me from the outside world. This nice, long weekend was a time for me to remember that this apartment is my home, and I love it, and I love spending time here, and I like doing all sorts of creative and home-making things here besides just hiding from my over-active brain.
I have no idea if that makes sense, but the point is, I had a good and refreshing and rejuvenating weekend at home. Hopefully some of that can carry over into my next two weeks of work (which will be very busy once again) so that coming home can be exciting because I like it here, not just because I'm hiding.
I like communion. The symbolism works on so many different levels and/or facets. Today I am excited by the idea that in communion (and the events of Holy Week in general), God becomes one with us in our suffering, and we become one with him in his life and victory. His body is broken for us, his blood is shed for us, and we partake of it and gain nourishment and life in the new covenant. It's amazing, really.
Today, I took a quick trip to the supermarket, and the bill was $23.01. I dumped my change into my hand and found exactly 1 penny, 1 toonie, 3 quarters, 3 nickels and a dime. Nothing more, nothing less. Sweetness! Then, I dug through the rest of my wallet and found two fives and a ten. Nothing more, nothing less. I HAD EXACT CHANGE! And now I have exactly zero cash left in my wallet. Nothing more, nothing less.
Call me a simpleton, but that made my day!
Has anyone else ever worked in a shared office space? I'm not sure I like it so much. I share my office with three other people, and I always feel like somebody is looking over my shoulder and judging me and my work behaviours. Very rational, I know. But I absolutely work better when nobody else is in the office, or maybe when there's only one other person in the room and they're obviously absorbed in what they're doing and unlikely to strike up a conversation with me.
I'm probably not alone in feeling like this, but I still feel a little bit paranoid/crazy. Any hints/tips/commiserating available out there?
create your own visited countries map
So, I really need to travel more. I'd like to point out that In Europe there are many small countries all squished together, so that red splotch represents 9 countries.
While I obviously need to do more international traveling, I must admit that I also have a great passion for travelling within Canada. I love roadtrips, and I'm fiercely proud of this vast and marvellous country that I live in. I am starting to think about planning a canoe trip in the Yukon or the NWT for summer 2008. Anyone want to come?
P.S. My computer is still fried. A new computer is in place, but it has been pieced together in a creative way by Robithegeek, and it has not yet been properly finetuned. Therefore, I am still computerless.