TEN

Whoa.
Know what the funniest part is?
For the past few years I've written my blog-o-versary post months before the date... setting it to automatically post the morning of.

Ten years ago I was planning on heading back to Africa. I was heading to Togo in the fall to work with Wycliffe bible translators as a home schooling teacher for a Canadian family.
Ten years ago I was frustrated with email newsletters that had a tendency to bounce back and not send to anyone. Ten years ago I decided that I'd write here instead to keep my "prayer ninjas" up to date with my adventure.

It's been a lot of things over the years, a prayer journal, a venting ground, a record of loves and losses and growth, a safe place for me to try out putting my words down. I've seen my writing style change, my writing habits change, and my purpose for writing change.

To those of you who have stuck around for the ride and offered encouragement over the years,  thank you.  To my "internet friends" whom I wouldn't know without this tool, I'm so glad we have technologies. To those who've popped in and out helping my stat counter climb, thank you!

So. Ten years.
Can we do ten more?

St.Patrick

Spent the evening woth a mix of festival and players friends at the Burnham farm... 3rd annual st.patty's gathering. Low key, fun, sober.

I know I'm in love with the people that I'm with and that I'm not spending enough time with them when I go the entire evening without checking my phone or updating something social media wise.

This isn't growing up... this is getting over the interweb connectedness.

Letters

Dear self,
As entertaining as it is, you've got to sign off the dating site now. We are heading into Saint Valentine's day celebrations and things are about to get all crazy pants on the interwebs. The strangest of the strange are lonely...lonelier than you will ever be. Let's back away now... before someone pulls out a gun or before you agree to flash your boobies at a stranger.
Ok?
Ok.

Thursday morning confessional:

This week I actually used "Well, I'm having no luck facebook stalking him... so I'd better walk away before I get creepy"  in a message to some girlfriends in regards to a young man I keep running into around town.... then I spent another 4 minutes trying to find him.




no luck. In case you were wondering.

Intervention time

yup, I've been spending too much time on that dating site again.

How do I know it's too much time?

I very nearly messaged a guy because his profile said "I'll take you to Rinos on my sled".


Post Script
Yes, he lived in BoDiddly... Yes I love chicken wings.
For the non-Canadian readers, by sled he meant his skidoo. For the non-Northumberlandites, Rinos is a pub on one of the nearby lakes.

hey!

That moment when you realize you have more followers than people you follow on Twitter....  then have to go back and read a million back tweets to figure out why...

yup.

3.14

3.14
Happy Pi Day!

photo found here

here and now

in an effort to be more present... and to get more done,
I've turned off my computer at home by 5:30
two nights in a row
which is good
and I feel like I've had conversations
and made things
and been places
and felt things

but no one turns off the computer before I get to work at night.

slowly slowly

ok... it's taken me HOW long to figure this out?

I like to purchase the odd item online. However, being North of that USofA place = not the best chances of me being able to cope emotionally with the cost of cross border shopping when it comes down to crossing the border.

It has however, only taken me 3 years of my father renting a variety of places in the sunny South, before I made the connection that ... yes indeed, he can be my habit mule.

Thanks dad :) there are three pairs of cute rain boots on their way to your apartment in the next week or so.

hic... up.

When I'm stressed I get the hiccups. It has something to do with the way that I carry myself. Something to do with the tightness in my chest... more specifically... my stomach.

Being cold ... really cold... has the same effect.

I got into my car... and seriously, I swore.
Out loud.
To no one.
Because it was so cold.

I haven't stopped hiccuping since I left the house.
sic[hic]

on a sad side note, Will @ be the boy detective agency is going to be no more for awhile. (I say awhile, in hopes that he realizes-once a blogger, always a blogger) (lol, although, I did love the "not blogging is the new blogging" someone wrote in the comments)
He's one of my favourite bloggers... you should definitely go read some of his stuff... and then some of his wife's stuff too...

take over

I used to have a second blog.
One where I didn't have to be PC. One where I did a lot of swearing. Where I'd write about the things that were going on in my head- but didn't want to say out loud.
There were a few people who knew about it, people I trust.
I liked a lot of the stuff I wrote there.

I deleted it a few months back, trying to make a clean slate.... and forgot about it.

Two days ago I got a txt from Be-Bop (now there's a name that hasn't been around in awhile...) he wanted to check in I guess... and couldn't remember the address to that site.... it left me searching my brain... I couldn't remember at first either.

Someone else has claimed it as their own. And.. funny thing is, their first post is so much like my first had been.

spell check is working again!

not so much theory... mostly just fact

disclaimer:: the link which you are about to follow may or may not lead you to some unsavoury language. However... it's worth it.

Remember how I'm in a band (theoretically?)

not only that... I'm now quoted on the band's site.
Can you guess which entry is mine?

I'VE BEEN CLONED!~!!!!

no friggin way!!! nooooo way!!!

ok... so I wondered how the odd little blogs would pop up, there had to be some way for the bots to take over random blog addresses and make them seem like real people....

I've been cloned!!!

ok, so go to the site... then click on the "view my profile" thingy..... look familiar? go look at mine.

ok, so mine's different... BUT only because I changed it last week... under favourite music????
At first I was all excited to find someone who liked so many of the same things.... then it got all
heeeeeyyyyy... wait a second!

"plan a or are we monday night?" as a band??? hello!!! that was my reference to the fact that our (at the time) band had no name! And I was pushing "plan a" as a name!

oh my.
I must be famous.

Monday Bunday

day three in the house....
Bunnies are making do with a (warm) make-shift cage out on the sheltered porch at the side of the house.
I'm so thankful it hasn't been really crappy weather.
Found my camera. Found my computer.... still no interwebs at the house....

more old landlord horror stories to come soon.
sigh

mmmm. food.

up in the top left hand corner of the page you'll see a little link.... right now I can't get blogger to let me put up a banner (with a link) there.... I'll keep working on it.
Here's a fun little game for you, expand your vocab AND give food to people who need it. My high score is 39 so far... but I'm sure you'll beat me.

What a great idea for a site. for others check out
www.therainforestsite.com
www.thehungersite.com
there's a bunch of others... I'm sure you'll find them if you look.

back in the day

On a blog I frequent daily, two questions were posed to us earlier this week: why did you start blogging, and name another blog I should read.

I gave my answer, but then, going back to read other's answers I was reminded.....

Another part of the reason I started blogging was because of a personal web page back in 96 or 97...
we'd just gotten hooked up to the world wide web, and I was clogging our phone line reading ...
wait for it....
a man's JOURNAL!!!
I thought for sure he just didn't know how to use his computer and was accidentally writing for all the world to see... All I remember was that he was really into swing dancing... I read everything he wrote till we got a new computer... and in my laziness never remembered the address.
That was back when we "yahoo'd" things... because yahoo was cooler than Google. But yahoo let me down trying to find him again... I had a bit of a geeky girl crush on him.