Duties

One of the things I'm finding difficult about being off work... I want to do things for myself! I hate having to rely on others. I'm not good at it!

Last night though I was blessed like crazy by three of the girls from my house group. They showed up after school to my home with the intent of cleaning. And clean they did!
hahahaha.... I just tried to look up a link to the house group... I found it, but it's a part of the Church's site and the intro makes me laugh too hard.... So I'm not adding it. Although Dolly's voice is part of it.... hahahahahahaha...
Anyway, yup, these girls came and worked hard, and my house is clean and I'm SUPER thankful.

Tomorrow is a day of cookie baking. It's nearly Christmas. Reasons I know this to be true:: I can listen to Christmas music on the radio now, There's a pile of Christmas gifts wrapped and waiting in the hall (no, I'm not nearly that organized, that would be the roomie), The mall is decorated (and Santa is sleeping there) and my fingers are stained yellowy-orange. (From the crate of clementines I've consumed).

spell check doesn't include clementines.

Pulling a thread

Do you ever follow a commenter from a random blog and see where you end up?
WELL. am I ever wishing I'd followed this one sooner.

get a load of this. Why didn't I know about it? I imagine it's too late to dive into the competition, but I'm going to start now, and try to do it for 30 days. Just to see how it goes.
I made myself journal EVERY day while I was in Togo. Ok, ok, the last week didn't go so well, but I more than made up for it on other occasions... There's this fantastic feeling of "Oh yeah... That was me" when you go back and read things you've written. Events that happened that you've forgotten about, feelings and dreams that got lost along the way. I love reading my old journals.

I have a journal from grade 5.
I didn't write in it every day, do I ever wish I had!!!! I'll dig it out and start posting some of the stuff just so you can enjoy it... It's nearly as entertaining as this. But without the pictures. Maybe I'll make some pictures.

ok, this wasn't what I was planning on ranting about today. Maybe I'll just have to post again later.

Manda

this is random::

These are the most bizarre of the google searches that have led people to my site. Note, if you are still reading my site because of doing these searches- I love you! stay as long as you like. ;)
you know.. one of my dreams is to be heard all over the world....
LOL
ok... enough cheese, on to the funny


google search::

"wanting to start a drum circle in the fraser valley"

"memebers of ECOWAS" (ha! not members... memebers!)

"Everybody loves Raymond pantyhose episodes"

"Tim Horton's locations Cobourg, On" (that one's not so random, but Zao Thusia was listed too)

and my personal favorite::

"underwater dragon called moo"


Manda called me and wanted to be mentioned in the post. she said it made her feel important. I made her the title for today.

an adventure???

IMPORTANT!!!!
If you've ever attended the Auction at Toad Hall (Previously known as Barkey's Horse auction)
It's under new management, and they are changing the dates of the auction.
so... new number is 905-640-7086 for info.


AND they are having THREE that's right... THREE monday nights in a row before they switch to their new every-other thursday night auction. November 27, December 4, and 11th, then in January, they switch to the other night.

If you've never been to a livestock auction.... we need to go. It's super fun to watch, esp if you like horses... and especially if you like to come home with random animals. It sometimes takes a strong stomach, some sad neglected animals go there... but hopefully they go to better homes.

oh oh oh!!! and you can buy street meat on a bun. (if that don't attract you... nothing will!)

just like sesame street

today's lesson:: Little... to Big
(side note:: with NO reference to a posting by a similar name)



This is an example of little.
note the inability to stand (floppy baby legs and slippery surface), tiny ear to hear ratio, giant nose and eye to head ratio. Include in your study the flipper like quality to the floppy baby legs. In the background is NOT a giant coffee maker, but a small coffee maker. This tiny bunny couldn't stand for the first few days .... he was very very clumsy.

incidentally, those who know first born daughters, and have heard my weeping tale... that's THE coffe maker.
;)


Here is the second half of today's lesson.
BIG.
No, not PIG. BIG.
As in... bigger than that pig. As in, chased the pig around it's pen for 20 mins big. As in, stole the pig's carrot and ate it big. As in bullied the pig so bad the pig fell in love and tried to follow him around after he was done being chased big.
ok, so that's not so much a description of big, as it is yet another giant bunny story.

Sadder

Norty died tonight.... I'm pretty sad.
oh don't you worry, many annoying bunny pictures to follow tomorrow.

:(

I think my bunny is pretty sick.

a hit... everyone needs one

I just had my Ian fix for the evening. really, you can never get enough Ian.

slow... but not... you know.. "slow"

ok, brain has pretty much returned to normal function... I can hold a conversation, I even went out on my first "event" today... lol, I went to watch a movie.
Saw Santa Clause 3, and it's great, funny how this series of movies has been able to retain it's entire cast... and retain it's funny for all three movies. I'm impressed.

If you're looking for me, I'm at my Dad's place for a bit longer.... I have a tendency of trying to push myself. And apparently, that doesn't work after surgery too well. So I'm taking it easy, where I don't have to reach for anything. Now there's no excuse. You know where I am ;)

If you have a second tomorrow morning and you think of it, pray for me, I've got a bit of an interview, and after the discouragement and frustrations that the last brought, I have some pretty mixed emotions about this one. So yeah, tomorrow morning, at around 9... I'll be on the phone.... It's pretty neat how accommodating these people have been, when I first applied, I had this feeling of dread, I KNEW that the interviews would be the week of my surgery. and... they were. But, the people at that district took into consideration the fact that I'd be a druggie, and put the interview off... AND turned it into a phone interview, just so I wouldn't have to drive there... for that I am extremely thankful.
Ok, nap time...

big to little

Hello people...
ok, I'll wrte fast, because I can type, so long as I don't look at the screen... and so long as I don't try to read what I've written... the drugs that are still in my system have messed my brain up just enough that words don't seem to make sense. Text messages.. if they COULD be recieved in this cell free land that I'm staying in (an aside:: the sheff family is the most amazing family in the world for taking in yet another stray- I am being nursed well) are hard to read and they are only one or two lines long! I even tried to play puzzle pirates... and I can't because when the words show up over the pictures..... I can't see the pictures... and I can't decipher the words.
Just say no to drugs kiddies
which are good? which are bad?

So yes, I'm healing.
I'm pretty slow witteded.
Showering causes me to want to fall over from lack of energy
and I fall asleep easily.
for many hours at a time.
apparently that's what major surgery does to you.

no I don't know how many stiches... I'll ask the doctor today. too many for me to count anyway. maybe she kept a running tally, but then again, I'm guessing she lost count too. stopping now... I looked at the words. now I'm confused again.
love ya!
not using spell check, be forgiving.