Tuesday, November 23, 2010

On this cold, cold day....

Yep - it was minus 29 this morning!!

I still managed to find things to be happy about even though the day did NOT get off to a good start.
  • My yoga class - sooooo good today
  • Getting to massage one of my favorite clients. Haven't seen her in a long time.
  • Watching 'Kung-Fo Panda' with Devon and Cameron after school
  • The YW performed the song we've been working on superbly
  • Learning that Old Navy will have jeans on sale this weekend just in time since both boys need jeans
  • Devon did well on his social exam
  • Playing the piano before anyone got home
  • And of course, that the furnace is running well tonight!

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Let's try this...

I tried to write on my blog last night. Ended up deleted the whole thing.

Rather then try to update you on the past six months, I am going to let this be my gratitude journal for a time. I am re-discovering the divine virtue of gratitude.

I am grateful for....
  • a van that works well and keeps me warm in this cold weather
  • my boys!!! I loved being with them this weekend!!!
  • the book I'm reading, "On Wings of Eagles" by Ken Follett
  • swedish berries and chex muddy buddies
  • my 6am workout tomorrow to work off the above
  • the woman's Christmas choir I'm singing in
  • My Mom!!
  • playing the piano
  • the chance to sew a new quilt with fabric from my Grandma
  • a warm robe
  • my new mantra "Fake it 'till you make it!"

Friday, November 12, 2010

Just need another day or two...

So.
I want to blog again.
I really do.
It's finding the time.

I'll be back.
Tomorrow.

Monday, May 10, 2010

...i can hope...

When others say things about you that are unkind, I will be the one to stand up for you.
If you fall, I will be there to help you back up.
If you get sick in anyway, I will help you be whole.
I will be loyal.
When I make mistakes (cause I'm not perfect), you can know that I will be perfect at trying to do better.
When I hurt you, I will apologize.
I know your imperfections, but I will choose to focus on your greatness.
And when you have things to say, I will listen and you will know I heard.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Some Randomness

1. I hate red traffic lights. I will drive the long way home or to anywhere, on the path that has the fewest traffic lights. I get an intense reaction to red lights! My heart rate increases and I feel like someone is making me stop when I don't want to stop!! This concerns me a bit as I'm teaching my 14 year old how to drive. What he has over me is patience - he is way more patient. But I need some kind of red light activity to look forward to so I can relax a bit!!

2. Every year I forget how great the coming of Spring is. I forget the wonderful smell of the earth thawing, the increase bird sounds, the warm sun. It's like discovering spring all over again year after year. I love it!

3. Sleep is my most precious commodity. I am very selfish between the hours of 10pm and 6am. Do not touch me or wake me unless you're dying. Do not snore near me or talk in your sleep. Do not steal my covers or my pillow. The older I get, the more I need my sleep. That's kinda sad really - but hey, whatever makes me happy between 6am and 10pm, right?

4. Because I cherish my sleep so much, I often fall asleep reading my book. I only get to read at night in bed because my life is too crazy to read at any other time. (Don't suggest that I read at red traffic lights - I KNOW I will get to into my book and forget to watch for the green light. Worse yet, I'll try and read while driving - okay, no wouldn't). Often, I fall asleep holding my book, both thumbs carefully holding my spot. I tell myself, "I'll just rest my eyes for a minute and then finish the chapter." That's the precise moment I fall asleep and wake up just enough about 20 minutes later to turn the lamp off.

5. I am starving between 7am and 12pm. My metabolism just works better if I eat most of my calories during that time. I am seldom hungry for dinner so making dinner for my family is hard. I mean, who wants to make dinner when they're not hungry? I love to cook in the kitchen, so I try to do most of the dinner prep in the morning before work. My poor clients from 10-11am. That's when my stomach rumbles the most - and it's loud.

6. I wish I wasn't so scheduled. I have learned that is how I manage everything best and keep myself organized, sane, a functioning contributor to society. The downside is sometimes my friends feel they have to 'calender' themselves in to my life to see me. I feel badly about that - truly I do. My first hope is they all know I love them and would do anything for them. My second hope is that they love me in spite of my insanity.

7. Of all the senses, my sense of smell is the most acute. This started when I got pregnant with Devon and for 14 years, it hasn't changed. My favorite smell lately....fresh laundry from the dryer.

8. I just measured Devon - he's tall!!! I hate that he's still growing. Okay, maybe I don't hate it, but seriously, he's getting pricey in the shoe, clothing, and FOOD department.

9. I miss playing Hangman with Cameron at night. We used to play every night. That or do trivia questions or 20 questions. Now? He wants to read! I am happy that he has found a love of literature. But I have been replaced by books!!

10. These days I love swimming, easing back into running, crackers with cream cheese and homemade jam, spring strawberries, reading the Old Testament (I KNOW - that's crazy), the movie Blind Side, watching Lost, playing the piano, mini oranges from Costco, little visits with the boys when they share about their day, driving with Devon, lunches with Chuck, and nestling into bed with a book!

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Coming home

I will be flying home tomorrow. Direct from Maui to Edmonton. It will be about a 20 degree and three hour difference. But I'm ready.

We have had a great time. Biking to the lava fields, snorkelling right beside turtles, lots of beach/pool time, shell collecting, running (YEAH!!! I can run again!), reading (The Lost Symbol, Still Alice, Sarah's Key, Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, and The Giant of Alberdeen County), whale watching, sunsets, good food, good visiting, and great to be with a relaxed Chuck.

Perfect length of time to be here and relax. Long enough to have completely forgotten what normal life is like - and I do mean completely. Kinda forgot about everything for ten days!! And long enough to be ready to get home, hug my boys, walk the dog and get thrown back into the swing of living.

So bring it on basketball, first aid course, clients, making meals, homework, bedtime, and 6am workouts.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

What does that say about me?

Yesterday I had to go to the downtown Edmonton Police Station.

That got your attention didn't it!

I have to go there once a year to apply for a police security clearance. Because I am a massage therapist, I have to annually prove to the city that I have no criminal record and can then renew my massage therapy license. I appreciate WHY the city requires this, but I HATE going to the downtown police station.

This building is not situated in the best part of downtown. Every year I can expect to see homeless people, people poorly dressed for the weather wandering aimlessly, people who are drunk, people panhandling, and an assortment of people inside the police station. And every year I have the same spectrum of emotions as I come across these souls. Usually it starts out with a bit of fear and anxiety. Then, I will admit, a bit of judgment and disapproval. And every year I ask myself "What does that say about me???"

Putting myself even more on the line for debate...I am not one who gives money to panhandlers. I DO give money to charities that I know will use that money to help people in need and I DO like giving money to the musicians who play in the subway or on the street. I am uncomfortable making eye contact with others who are wandering, drunk, or perhaps suffering from mental challenges. I will say hello if they say hello to me and I was very gracious to the man who held the door open for me as I entered the police station. And glad to help a very lost man find where he needed to go (which was just a few steps away.)

But it is the drive OUT of downtown that gets me thinking the most. The road I drive down has several homeless men and women. All the feelings of apprehension and judgement fade as I think, "That is someone's son" or "She has a Mother somewhere" Then I wonder what their story is and where they came from. Did they choose this path or did life turn this way for them?

I am still thinking about them. This blog has taken longer to write then any other. Christ would have felt nothing but compassion. I didn't feel that until I was driving home! What could I do for them? I'm not sure. But I do know that I would like to grow towards viewing all people, in all circumstances, as God would. We are, everyone of us, His children.