May
22
Love & Stress: A Screenplay
Filed Under Calgary, humour, life, love, relationships | 6 Comments
Scene One: Cooking with the “Culinary Master of Canada”, 5:00pm
Cut to Leah and Tim, romantically preparing an appetizer of coconut shrimp and a delectable-looking shrimp, garlic and white wine cream sauce complete with fresh pasta. Also, he has quartered a chicken and is making home-made chicken stock in the oven for a soup the following day. They are kissing, googly-eyed at each other and at one point Tim even says to her that she is the most wonderful, amazing and thoughtful girlfriend in the whole world. And he compliments her on her Nintendo skills as he feeds Read more
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May
12
Saying Forever-Goodbyes
Filed Under friends, life, relationships | 4 Comments
Yesterday Tim was talking about work, more specifically, his friend Jay. Jay had recently been transferred to a different city for two months, and was at work packing up and saying goodbye. He looked at me really weirded out and told me that another employee was having her final shift the same day. “Jay said goodbye to her forever. They said goodbye to each other knowing that they would never see each other ever again.” This really boggled Tim’s mind. He was amazed, and confused, and kind of sad for Jay and this coworker. I looked at Tim like “so what?” To me, saying goodbye to someone forever doesn’t really mean much, I should say, doesn’t faze me. I thought of the countless times I have met people, gotten close with them and subsequently said goodbye to them, forever. This would have happened when I was living in Quebec for a summer, then when I was working at a fishing lodge in Northern Ontario for a summer, and when I spent a month working and traveling in Costa Rica. This happened when I spent a week volunteering in Calgary a few years ago, and when we had a girl living with us from Russia for four summers. All of the people I met during these experiences impacted my life greatly, and because of these people, I am who I am today. I thank them for it, and owe so much to them for teaching me, for encouraging me, for pushing me to grow and for being in the awesome place I am in today. It occurred to me, that Tim hasn’t done a lot of stuff like this. He likes to stay in his comfort zone and keep his bubble of life as small and tight as possible. That, 99% of the time when he says goodbye to people it is a goodbye for a week, goodbye for a day, goodbye until the next time we run into each other.
I think I’ve gotten really good at goodbye forever, in a positive way. I can say goodbye to somebody, forever, without crying and being sad and still hold them in my heart and think about them often. What about you? Have your life experiences taught you say forever-goodbyes to people you know really well? Are you any good at them? Do you stink at them? Do you do them often? Am I a freak of nature with no heart or maybe just a thick-skinned social worker?
Mar
10
Five blondes, no mass suicide pact.
Filed Under Family, blogging, blonde, love, random, relationships, sisterhood | 15 Comments
I have written in three other online spaces since I started blogging, around 2003. Two were public, and one was secret. I have always loved writing online, and with my sisters. A good thing, considering only a very select few people read the blogs and 4 out of the 8 or so readers actually were the girls. I have been compiling the entries to print out and make into a sort of journal or book, because I don’t want to lose that part of me and I would love to have it in a tangible form. I am excited because I loved myself back then (don’t worry, I still do but I’m just feeling nostalgic). I used way to many exclamation points, I was way too dramatic for my own good, I could write anything and no matter how bad it was I thought it was the deepest, truest thing ever to be written, I laughed, I loved, I was caring and selfish all at the same time, and (with much editing) would love to have it to give to my grandchildren some day.
Here is an excerpt from an entry in my livejournal from January 11, 2006.
i just watched the virgin suicides again, what an excellent movie.
it’s funny how it is just like our family, the story of five blonde daughters and their “mysterious existence”. the neighbour hood boys become obsessed with them and cherish even a discarded piece of paper, had it been used by one of the girls. That reminds me of the story [family friend, let's call him R.] told me, of how when he was younger and used to go dirt biking in our back forest but every summer would come to my house and ask my dad for permission. All my dad asked of him was to drive slowly down the driveway so as to not disturb/injure/scare his daughters and we would see R. making his was ever so slowly making his way down the driveway, literally going about 5 km/hour and we would laugh. he confessed to me later, when we became friends, that he always hoped we would be outside when he drove by so he could see one of us.
and even when he drives by my grandmas house, he always slows down to drive the speed limit, some sort of unspoken rule.
okay enough about that.
what i am really thinking?
i love the progression from thinking i need to write things down so we will have something to talk about, to thinking i need to write things down so i don’t run out of time to say them.
maybe that’s my favourite part … or one of them anyways.
Erica’s comment: Yes, we’re so similar to the movie aren’t we? Now about that mass suicide pact we have…
So, there is no mass suicide pact. Don’t worry. Maybe a pact to take over the world as soon as we all start exploding with babies, but that’s about it. God we are going to have awesome family get-togethers someday! We can watch our kids do all of the same crazy stuff that we used together.
And then a little about my budding relationship thrown in there, it was written about a month after Tim and I started dating. Aww! All I can remember about that time was how much fun we always had together.
Mar
3
Tuesdays with Micaela: Dresses and Long Distance Relationships.
Filed Under fashion, life, love, micaela, relationships | 19 Comments
Some of my favourite bloggers have been posting about dresses this week, inspiring me to write my own “dress post.” I had been wanting to get a white dress to wear for my wedding rehearsal in August, well and because I love white dresses in general. I found this one at Jacob about a month ago, and recruited my #1 roommate to take (secret, bathroom because there were other roommates and boyfriends around and I would have felt silly doing this in public as you can probably understand) pictures of it. In the first one, I was still sitting on the toilet putting shoes on, but I kinda like it anyways:
And it has pockets! What’s better than that?
What else is new? Well Kent and I are officially knee deep into our long distance relationship. Until recently, we’d been living two hours apart since September, but it was alright because we saw each other every weekend. Now he’s four hours away and my school and his work schedules made it not possible to see each other last weekend or this upcoming weekend, and probably not that often for the next few months. I miss being around someone who makes it their sole purpose in life to make me laugh as much as possible, and of course someone to hug whenever I feel like it (which is a lot!) But it’s also kind of sweet to hear how much he misses me all the time. That definitely doesn’t make up for it, but it makes things a little bit better. We are both definitely doing what is best for ourselves right now, which I think is a really good thing, and luckily that means only being apart for the next two months.
I have so much stuff to do for school and for the wedding that it will occupy my whole weekend. My friend Tori helped me make a wedding and school to-do list for this weekend and it took up every line of a sheet of 8.5/11″ lined paper. If Kent was around I would probably get approximately zero of these things done, so in a way it’s probably best that I don’t see him until all my applying to school boards is over and done with in a couple weeks. My stressed-out self is not a fun thing to witness. Although – Kent called me and woke me up really late last night when he got home from work (I asked him to.) I really did try not to be cranky but it didn’t really work because I wasn’t completely conscious. This morning I got an email from him saying that I sounded “really tired and cute.” So really, perhaps he should be around this weekend because he may be the one person that can find me cute when I’m cranky.
