Good blogging year

2006 has turned out to be a great year for blogging and me. I know in past years I have been a bit forgetful or dare I say lazy but I think I have redeemed myself. Blogger is telling me that I have posted 89 times in 2006 (90 if you count this post) compared to last year when I only posted 28 times. I know some of you are way ahead of me for 2006 but I think I have done really well. I am not going to say I will double for 2007 because that always jinx's it for me so I am going to say, what will happen will happen and hope that 2007 will bring eventful and funny little stories in my life that I will just have to share with all of you. Because we all know that my life is pretty funny and that the strangest things happen to me.

I use to hate how weird and cultzy I was but now I embrace it and welcome those experiences just so that I have something to blog about.

Jumping on the Couch

It's that time of year again! My roommate left today for Christmas and I have my home all to myself!! and as in usually tradition when she leaves I will have my ceremonial jumping on the couch festival to pronounce that the season has begun! (I don't care if it's my couch, it's all about the symbolism people!)

Don't get me wrong, I have a very good roommate and she is barely home and when she is home she is quiet and in her room the whole time but there's something to be said for having my space to myself. I don't have to do the dishes right away if I don't want to, I don't have fold the blanket after using it (I don't usually do that so that doesn't really count) I can use her bathroom instead of always running the far distance to go use mine. I think I might trying having a shower in the quest bathroom because I have never have and well it is my shower, I should be allowed to experience that too!

You know it still amazes me that I own my place and that I own 3 sinks and 2 toilets. I really do love my home. It's so cozy and me.

Life is good for me right now and it's Couch Jumping Season! Let the festivities begin!!

29 Isn't so Bad

29 isn't as hard as I thought it would be. I don't feel any different than 28. I had a great birthday. I got a Lululemon jacket like I wanted. It's so nice and cozy. I got the red one like I wanted too! and my grandma got me the perfume that I wanted. It's called Kimono Rose and it's from Thymes. I love the box too, it's so pretty!

I went to my parents for brunch and my Grandma, Auntie Lynn and cousin Kyle joined us. Then I went out for dinner with all my friends and then we went dancing because I love to dance! I really enjoyed it. Having birthdays like that makes turning 29 really easy to do.

Last year of my twenties

On Saturday I turn 29. I have one more year left in my twenties. Makes me sad. But I think I am going to live this year up. I am going to do things that you are only allowed to do when you are in your twenties.

I never thought I would get to be this age.

Hey what are you doing in there?

With the crazy snow storm my parents had to capture Bella's reaction to the snow. Can you see a bubble coming from her head saying, "what'ca eating?"

And now the bossy side of Bella comes out, She is demanding that they come out.

What a day!

I got some bad news while sitting on reception. My mom called me and it looks like my Grandma has had another stroke. She is trying to dig herself out and go pick my Grandma up to take her to the hospital. She isn't in danger she just is disorientated and confused. Please pray. Christmas is not a good time for my family. My Grandpa passed away on Christmas eve, 20 years ago this Christmas.

Tagged

I have been tagged by Stefanie.

A) Four jobs I have had in my life:

1) I worked at Dairy Queen
2) I worked in the Student Affairs office during Unversity as an office assistant
3) I was development Assistant at the BC Schizophrenia society
4) Web editor

B) Four movies I could watch over and over:

1) Anne of Green Gables
2) Pride and Prejudice- BBC version
3) The Hope and the Glory
4)Happy Feet

C) Four places I have lived: (I have only lived in 3 places so this one is short)

1) North Delta,BC
2) Edmonton, AB
3) Langley, BC

D) Four TV shows I love to watch:

1) Gilmore Girls
2) 24
3) America's Next Top Model
4) Grey's Antanomy

E) Four places I have been on vacation:

1) Florida, USA
2) Toronto ,ON
3) Mexico
4) Melville, Sask.

F) Four internet sites I check daily
1. Thelife.com (for work)
2. My bloglines blogroll
3. Retirement With A Purpose.com (for work)
4. Gmail

G) Four of my favorite foods:
1. Hot Wings
2. Thai food
3. Perogies- chedder cheese
4. Spagetti (I know it's spelled wrong, but I too tired to look it up)

H) Four places I would like to be right now:
1. Sitting on my cozy chair in my cozy little condo with the fireplace on
2. A Tuscan villa in Italy
3. Hanging out with all of my friends
4. Walking Bella in the fields out back of my parents place

I am not tagging anyone. If you want to do it go for it!

Found a picture

I found a picture of Hot Dr. Johnny but it doesn't do him justice so I am not going to post it. I don't want to ruin it for you guys because of a disappointing picture. I like to point out that I only like looking at Dr. Johnny because I can appreciate God's creation but I have no romantic feelings for him nor do I want to. I just like looking at him.

Little things make me happy

I am so excited. I have the full cable service bundle. For the last year, in my attempt to live within my means I was only getting basic cable plus one tier. It was limiting and I had dreams of one day being able to watch all channels. I realized by looking on Shaw's website that I was only saving $5 so I said forget that!$5 dollars is not going to make me live beyond my means! so I have full cable. It's such a free feeling. The selection is amazing, no more days of being confined to a certain amount of channels! Freedom is so great. Just in time for Turner Classic Christmas movies! Yes, I know that I am a geek but it's the little things that make me happy.

Memories of my teenage years

The last official piece of my teenage years are going away. My Dad's black Aerostar van has finally died and my parents have bought a new SUV.

It actually is affecting me more than I realized. I learned how to drive in that van, the van has moved me all the way to Edmonton and back, it has moved me into my place now. I remember doing my grade 12 car rally in that van. This is an end of era.

I think my Parents are more excited than I am because they bought a 2007 Saturn Vue, in cybress green. It is very pretty but it doesn't hold the memories like my Dad's van.

Life moves on and things turn to dust but the memories are what stay with us. This new SUV will have some of it's own memories I am sure.

Storm of 2006

Many of you have probably heard of the storm that hit the west coast, many of you probably lived through it. Wow, was it a dozie!

At work the power stayed on but I live 4 blocks away and the power was out in my building. As I drove up to my place I was praying that the garage door was open so I could park my car underground. It was! but as I shut my car down and turned all of the lights of it went pitch black.

Do you know how hard it is to find your way to the door in a pitch black underground parking lot?I finally found my way to the door, but trying to get up the stairs and to my door took me 15 minutes because I had to feel my way the whole way because again it was pitch black.

So most of the evening was pretty boring, no TV, no one to talk to. I was lucky that my radio had batteries. At 9:30 I was so bored I decided to go to bed. Well, I had just gotten to bed but two minutes and the firealarm went off.

First thoughts that went through my mind was a candle fell and there was a real fire. So I threw on some jeans and sweatshirt and grabbed my purse (with everything I needed, the rest is just stuff) and helped the elderly lady next door down the stairs. There was confusion and panic in the hallways so I helped as much as I could. We all waited in the front for the fire trucks to come. It was a great time actually meet some of my neighbors, had a good time just hanging out.

After the fire trucks came they did a sweep of the place and determined that what happened was that the water was not being pumped to the sprinkler system on the 3 & 4th floors because no power to keep the pumps working. Once the pressure was low enough the firealarm went off.

So the fire department told us that we could all go inside. Everyone helped everyone inside and but 10 minutes of being in bed the firealarm goes off again. Well, out we track again into the cold and rainy. This happened 5 times in total last night and each time we had to leave the building.
When I left in the morning, I still didn't have power and I am amazed that I wasn't that late for work. But I sure am tired today.

Mark it on your calendar!

Ok everyone get your calendars out and mark this day down. Today is Pickle Appreciation day! Oh what a wonderful day. I declare that in memory of this great day that I am going to make November 14 Pickles the Fat Hobbit's birthday.

What would you do?

Today I treated myself to a coffee at Starbucks (Gingerbread Lattes are nowout, Woot Woot) sitting by the door was a gentlemen that had been weathered by the outside, obviously hungry and homeless. He could hardly stay awake, he was so weak. He kindly and unobtrusively asked if I had any change. Unfortunately, I never carry change so I apologetically said "no."

My heart aches when I see people in these situations, it is only during these times that I wish God would let me win the lottery so that I could help. Sadly, I am not a lottery winner. I decided that I was going to give up my luxury of coffee and buy this gentlemen a coffee. But first in situations like this I have learned to ask the establishment about their policy about these kind of situations. The barista requested that I not buy anything for him because it only encourages people to come back. They promised me that they would handle the situation and give the gentlmen something.

But I just feel sad that this world has come to a place that we can not help those who are needy because we are afraid that they will inconvenience society or make others uncomfortable. We should feel uncomfortable, we should feel guilty. We are living a blessed life that God has bestowed on us, it was freely given, we should freely give away. I feel disappointed in myself that I gave in so easily. What would you do in this situation? more importantly what can we do to help this situation?

Saying Goodbye

As you have been reading, the last couple months I have blogged a lot about Bella. She has really helped me get over Molson. I still miss Molson, he still means so much to me but Bella has helped heal my heart a lot. With Bella becoming more and more important in my life, I have felt the need to have pictures of her around me. On my desk at work, I have two pictures of Molson in frames and I have his picture on my computer desktop. I think I am ready to take Molson's pictures off my desk. I am not ready to take Molson's picture off my desktop (everything in moderation, right?)

This is a big step for me because it feels like I am moving on and Molson's season of life has ended. It is hard letting go but God has blessed me with another crazy dog to focus my attentions on. Oh what a crazy dog she is!

What else should I have done?

I woke up at 3:16 in the morning today and I laid awake for like 45 minutes thinking about how I was still awake. I decided to do something about it and I got up and went to the gym (I know what you are going to say, but my gym is open 24 hours.) Me and the other 3 people at the gym enjoyed the use of any machine that we wanted without a line up. I worked out for an hour and went home. I set my alarm for 7 (well 7:20 to be exact) and slept without problems until my alarm went off. It sure beat laying in bed for hours thinking about how I just want to go to sleep. You may think I am crazy but I still got 2 hours and 20 minutes of a good sleep!

No, I am not winking at you

You know when you are tired and your eye keeps twitching! Thats what has been happening to me all day long. What is even stranger is that my eye will twitch and then my nose. I feel like a rabbit and I am winking at everyone.

Wench not Wrench

I went to a costume party on Saturday. I went as a gypsie but I kept telling everyone that I was a wrench. What I meant to say, was that I was a Wench not a wrench. Yes, again I was joke of the party. Guess what I am going to go as next year? hint: It belongs in a tool box.

Hot Dr. Johnny

Yes, another episode in the Hot Dr. Johnny saga. I went to see Hot Dr. Johnny on Wednesday this time there was no machine, he used his hands! Yes, I had hot Dr. Johnny squeezing and pushing all the tight knots out of my Gluteus Maximus. For all those who don't go see a Chiro, you should know that it really isn't as fabulous as I am portraying, yeah it's actually really painful. But the sad news is that the treatment is working and I don't need to go every second day. Ahh what will I do without having Hot Dr. Johnny's hands all over my Gluteus Maximus!

Hilarious story

Last spring I went to the Chriopractor because I was having troubles with my hips.Iit has been awhile since I needed to go but while I was looking after Bella I fell down the back stairs and hurt my left hip. So, I made my appointment with Dr. Johnny. Dr. Johnny is hot!!! He looks like Kaysar from Big Brother. My left butt check hurt more, and well it was soo funny having hot Dr. Johnny feel out my butt! He decided that it was too tight to use ART on (wow should I take that as a compliment!) so he needed to use a machine that would send little shocks that stimulate the blood flow and will loosen up any knots. Ok, so Dr. Johnny had to put these little electrodes all over my butt, if felt like someone was squeezing my butt. I am so happy he left the room at that time because it was taking all of my strength not to burst out into laughter.

Ok, so the time was up and he had to take off the electrodes, what I didn't tell you that he had to but a gel like substance, so now he had somehow wipe it off. In my head I was saying "ahhhh, Dr. Johnny is wiping my butt." It was the most hilarious thing and I couldn't laugh. Why couldn't my Dr. Johnny be old and bald then it wouldn't bother me so much. Well, I have another appointment so stay tuned for more hilarious stories.

Hey I could do a Pickles the Fat Hobbit book about this but I have feeling that it might be too x-rated for a childrens book. Pickles the Fat Hobbit and Hot Dr. Johnny!

Ahh my life is back to normal

It feels so good to get things back to normal. To sleep in my own bed, to hear all the old familiar sounds, the clock in my living room that ticks loudly, the rain falling through the cutters by my window. It just feels so good to be back at home, I love my little place. Also if feels so good to have my Mom and Dad back, to have someone to talk to about my day. I didn't get anything Prada but I got a great leather purse, a lovely warm sweater, and a baseball cap that is PINK and says "Cio Bella" (yeah that's funny, I say in a sarcastic tone). But I am mostly happy to have my parents back.

Caramel Frappuccino- My favorite Frapp

Caramel Frappuccino

Creative and expressive, you tend to match your Frappuccino flavor to your mood. And a flavored syrup is always a must!

What Flavor Frappuccino Are You?

2 days till I get my life back

My parents will be coming home in 2 days. I think I need a vacation from their vacation. I just want to go back to my place, sleep in my bed, sleep till my alarm wakes me up and not a puppy that wants to play. I want to go back to my nice pretty home.

At my witts end

This weekend has been a disaster. At a time when I should be thankful for what I have I find myself very angry. It makes me angry at myself because I know I have a terrible attitude, which makes me so disappointed with myself. Bella has been terrible, she has gotten out of the yard 3 times today, the last time I was getting ready to leave and she makes a run for it before I get to close the kitchen door, then down the stairs and quick as she can she goes through the whole in the fence, I spent 20 minutes trying to catch her in the cul-de-sac and then I just gave up, I literaly stopped caring and walked away, the dog followed me home but I was at a point that I just didn't care.

No, I have to change my attitude because gratefulness is all a matter of perspective.

Ok, this is what I am thankful for:

1)The colorful leaves that I was blessed to see as I took Bella for her walk
2)My Grandma that loves me
3)An awesome Aunt who realized that my Grandma and I were alone for thanksgiving so invited us over
4)Long weekends
5) A God that forgives me when I have a bad attitude
6)A puppy that will grow up into a Molson dog (she isn't there yet but I know she will be)
7) Loving parents that are finding me pretty things in Italy, when I don't deserve it

Beta blogger is making me mad

Beta Blogger is making me mad!! I have been doing some stuff to my template but everytime I get it to what I want and go to save it, I get a message that 'An error has occured. Please try again" I have been trying all day!! It's like I add a feature, go to preview it and if I don't like it I can't change.

I hope the blogger bosses see this and know that I am not impressed!!! I know it's beta, I brought it on myself. Oh and I really want to change my header because I have this great header but only one person replied to my plea!! Come on all you who have a personalized header, talk to me!!!

fweee, ok I had to rant, please forgive me, I am so grumpy this evening. My Dad's van has a flat tire and it's really low, I found the air compressor but I must have done something wrong because it didn't blow it up.

I just want my life back, this responsiblie life with a house, a car, a dog, a grandma is a lot for just one person and the stupid tire won't blow up!

Chinese Thanksgiving

As my parents are enjoying Italy, my grandma and I are alone this thanksgiving. And since I never cooked a turkey before and my grandma is not capable to cook a turkey anymore we decided that we would go out for Thanksgiving, the problem is that every resturant is closed. So, my Grandma and I are going to order Chinese food. This might be a new tradition. I am so looking forward to the long weekend.

Of course!

I knew as I put that claim about being in-dependance of God out there that he would test me. How come so quickly? Have you found that when you want God to take action in your life, he usually makes you wait to know the answers but when it's an action he calls you to make he acts quickly when you accept it.

Funny. Maybe he is anwering your prayer through your act of contrition and he is leading you to where you asked to be in the first place.

100th Post

This is my 100th post. Yes I had a slow start but the last couple of months I think I have been really good at blogging. I guess I have a lot to say lately and find writing helps me.

Like right now with my parents being away, having no one to talk to just to tell how my day went I have felt this intense need to write. I think God is using these three weeks as a time to refine me on the inside. I don't like not having anyone to talk to, yes I have my Grandma but it's hard to talk to her because she can't hear.It loses it's emotion when you have to scream. I also tried speaking my woes to Bella but I get the distinct impression that she has no clue what I am saying on the account of the tilted head.

It's very weird to feel so disconnected, yes I am doing the same things in the evenings as I always do but knowing that there is someone out there that wants to know how my day went is very comforting and not having that kind makes the day not as fulfulling. I guess I am really not as independant as I thought I was. I guess I really can't do it all on my own. Honestly, I don't think I want to. I think I need more of God and less of me. Have you ever taken a look at the word "Independance" it's in-dependance, in-dependance of. Thats what I want, I want to be in-dependance of God. I want to relie on God, to lean on him, to be dependant on him. My independance is tied into my dependance on God.

It's just an epiphany that I've had and it has made me think. I guess this silence (among the dog barking) is a time for me to look inwardly and redirect where my strength comes from.

Thank God for Doggie Daycare

Ok, I think I can make it. Bella has been a zombie all evening. I still take her out on the leash to go to the bathroom but she has been out cold on the couch, laying on her back and snoring. It's a funny sight to see. Yeah, Bella is going to doggie daycare tomorrow and the day after that. I will survive!!

Looks soo sweet but bad to the bone

This is for my parents because they are checking my blog while in Italy. Bella misses you a lot and she is saying "Hi." Not sure if you are going to see a puppy in one piece when you get back home Mom and Dad. So I though I would post this for you guys something to remember her by. (No, don't worry I couldn't harm her, I just wish she would grow up and be a Molson already)

I miss you guys too, counting the days till you come back. Only 17 more sleeps!

Yes, to everyone in blogworld I am a Momma's girl and proud of it! (and a daddy's girl, Dad)

Amendment

My barcade didn't work, had to go chase Bella around the neighborhood again. This is going to be a long long three weeks.

Bad Bella......Bad Bad Bad

It's going to be a long 3 weeks. I am already exhusted and it's only day 4. Well, Bella and my first work day went off with a bang. I let her out to go pee and somehow the sneaky scoundrel found a hole in the fence and got out of the yard. I saw her running around in the cul-de-sac at 6:00 am in the morning. She was trying to entice the neighbors dog to come out. She stood in the front lawn starring up at the window barking and prancing around. Then when she saw me she was so excited, it was almost like "Leah ,what are you doing here? I am so happy to see."

This morning I was up to her tricks, she wasn't going to fool me, so I went downstairs to the yard with her but that dog ran for the hole in the fence right away and was out of the yard in no time. So, at 7:00 in the morning I walk quickly to go get her. So after work I spent most of my time trying to board the whole in the fence. How come she has to find the dirties, cowebish, spider-filled spot to escape from?

Well, after an half an hour of chasing Bella around the yard because she stole my hammer, I decided to just baracade her from getting to that spot. I have let her out and tested to see if she could get out and she hasn't left the yard yet. Thank God tomorrow is Bella's day to go to Doggie Daycare.

This has put any thoughts of getting a pet to rest in my mind. No, the single life is the life for me. No responsiblities, no worries, free and fancy free, it's a Pirates Life for me! (well not really but it sounded right)

Oh I am sure that there is a Pickles the Fat Hobbit book in here. I would start writing those books because I have a quiet house to do it but I am too busy chasing a puppy.

Need your help

Hey I want to add my own personal header to my blog but I don't know how. Does anyone know? I have updated to the Beta Blogger.

Living in a house

Well, the next three weeks I am living in a house, with no noisy people below me or above me, no long trecks to take the garbage out and I don't have to go through 3 security doors to get inside the building. But instead I have one 9 month puppy that I have to feed, take for walks and make sure she doesn't get in trouble (ha haa hahhha, like thats not going to happen), one lawn to cut, 4 TV's with full cable (yeahhhhh) and I have to take care of my Grandma but she isn't living with me. Where's my parents you say? Why do I have so much responsibility at such a young age? Because my parents are running around Italy, cheeze those parents are so irresponsible! All I can say is that they better bring me back some Prada something.

Not having my parents around has really opened my eyes, I have realized the day when my parents aren't around I am truley going to be by myself. I have no siblings, my Mom is an only child too, no Aunts and Uncles around. My future is all my responsiblity, I better start a RRSP now so that I can afford buying that shack by the beach when I retire. It's all on my shoulders. Hey maybe I can sell off my Prada shoes that my parents are bringing back from Italy, that will be a healthy start to my retirement fund.

So close to the Stars

What an amazing morning!!! I was so frustrated because the internet was down in the office so I couldn't do any work. So I was stuck looking out my window but luckily a made-for-tv movie was being filmed outside my window and low behold what would my wondering eyes come across? It was Jason Priestly from Beverly Hills 90210. I couldn't believe it. I knew who it was instantly! It was really exciting. I loved watching 90210 as a teenager. Dilon was my favorite but I loved the good guy Brandon too.

Living in Vancouver you come accustom to having movie sets all over the place, you just resign yourself to the fact that you never see anyone famous but it is really exciting when you see someone.

This just made my day, who cares if the internet is down, I have my own movie set out-side my window with famous people.

I love Bella

Some how that crazy puppy has crept into my heart. I don't know how or when but I love Bella. I love Bella in a different way than Molson (I still miss him and always will). Bella is definately a different puppy than Molson was. Molson was an easy going, happy go lucky puppy that learned quickly. He was confident that he was wanted and much loved so had no reason to be bad but Bella has been a crazy and bad puppy.

She steals food from the counter, chews my favorite flip flops and lays on the flowers but somehow I absolutely love her. I love how she is the biggest clutz (a girl after my own heart or feet). She trips over her big paws when she runs and just does a roll on the ground and gets up and goes. She loves her belly being rubbed and lays spread eagle on her back (it's rather indecent). I love how when on her back is itchy she rolls around on her back growling at herself. She likes to give hugs and all she wants to do is to be with us. I think she a Dennis the Menace of the dog world. She is going to be an amazing dog, I am sure our days are going to be full of crazy antics and hilarious stories.

Stupid ugly cell phone

Well, yesterday I had a beautiful cool green cell phone that I got last year and today I have an ugly blue boy phone. It literally looks like a men's razor. I some how lost my cell phone while I was downtown Vancouver. I feel so disappointed in myself because I use to never loose things. I had to buy new phone because I renewed my contract last year so I couldn't buy a new plan so I bought the basic phone which cost $129 dollars. I know some of you are thinking that I should have waited to look into all my options and when I have saved some money up I should have bought it but I use my cell phone as my phone, I don't have a landline. I felt so helpless last night when I realized I didn't have my cell phone because I couldn't call anyone. I felt so disconnected. I was able to keep my same plan and same cell phone number so thats a blessing but I just can't help but be disappointed in myself.

Autumn breezes

I can feel the change in the air, Fall is coming. I see the trees change color and I am getting so excited. Fall is always soothing to me. The colors of the changing leaves are like a warm cozy blanket. The bright crisp air is so refreshing and beautiful. The way life gets back into a routine, signifies a new beginning and a time to reflect on the Summer.

I was truly blessed this Summer. I was lucky to run barefoot a lot, feel the refreshing, soothing feeling of the lake on a hot dry day. I basked on a floating mattress while soaking up the summer rays. I celebrated with family and friends under the cover of fragrant grapes and ate delicious food and wine. I mourned the death of a beloved friend and pet and got frustrated with the new beloved puppy's behaviour. I laughed with friends till I almost peed my pants. I worshiped my Lord and creator in the beautiful BC mountains.

I was able to see God's love for me in these experiences and through the people that I got to share it with. SHMILY- yes God I see.

Car=Evil but God=Amazing

Well, I took my car into be fixed. I took it to the local college because you can get repairs done for just the cost of the parts needed. At first I though it was my starter but no it was not that. All that my car needed was a clutch adjustment. No parts ordered, no labour means Leah didn't have to pay. Yeah to God!!

Stupid/Evil Car

A couple posts before I told you of the incident where my car wouldn't start. It was hilarious at the time but I have to say it's not so funny anymore. Tuesday I awoke 15 minutes before I had to be at work. Good thing I live 5 minutes away. I was all ready by 8:00 and I would have only been 5 minutes late which I could have easily made the time up. But guess what!!! My stupid/evil car wouldn't start!!!! All my luck. So, I had to walk to work. I was 20 minutes late. I kicked my car a couple of times in my frustration. Well, I think I made her mad when I kicked her because ever since she still won't work. I have been walking to work ever since. My car is almost as stubborn as I am.

So Excited

I am so excited, my friends Rob and Patricia ( I like your new header) are coming out at the end of the month. I am going to hang out with them and have great adventures. I went to visit them in Florida in May and had a wonderful time. Yeah to Rob and Patricia!!! Hey, I could do Fat Hobbit Book about this: Pickles the Fat Hobbit and the Americans :-)

Home to Myself

I am so excited, I have my house to myself for a whole week!!!! Not that my roommate is bad, she is great when I see her. But there is something really nice to know that its all yours for a week. Like if I don't want to put my stuff in the dishwasher I don't have too. Last year when my pyscho roommate left for a month I ran around our apartment and jumped up and down on her couch. But not as much satisfaction if it's your own couch that your jumping on but I am still going to try it.

Bruised Bum

I know you all are saying, too much information. But the story is rather hilarious. On the weekend after Staff conference I felt like I needed to spend some quality time with my family. So we decided after dinner that we would take Bella to Crescent Beach. All was going well, Bella was retrieving the ball (like a good golden retriever should) and then she decides to run under the fence and escape. My dad went the long way to go get her but my mom wanted me to climb the fence to go get her. She wouldn't because she was wearing a skirt (I was too but her excuse was that I am younger)

Well, by the time I was over the fence Bella had come back, of course!!. As I was trying to come back the other way, I kinda of got stuck (don't ask) so my Dad offered to help lift me off the fence, but he dropped me!!!! and I fell back onto a rock, my elbows are all scraped up and I have the biggest, blackest, bluest bruise I have ever had but the funny thing is that it really didn't hurt that much.

It really makes me laugh when I see it because it was such a funny scene. My mom is worried about how black it is because she is afraid that I am going to get blood clots (because she did a couple of years ago) so she wants me to go to the doctor. Yeah right!!! Can you imagine the call to the doctors:

Me: Hi I need to make an appointment for the Doctor
receptionist: And what is this regarding?
Me: The bruise on my bum!!!

Yeah thats not going to happen. I am going to be fine. And no you are not going to get a picture of it.

Working out with Paul Henderson

Yep, thats right me and Paul Henderson are tight. I pump iron with Paul. This past week I have been up at Whistler partaking in Staff Conference and one of the cool things is that we stayed in a nice hotel with a work-out room. I did not want to give up on my work-out schedule so I got up early as usual and went down. In walks Paul Henderson, he said hello and ask how I was doing, my inner monolog was screaming, "Ahh, Paul Henderson knows who I am" but then he told me that I did really great last night and I am thinking "umm ok, I didn't do anything last night" and then he asked me how my husband was. AHH, in my head I said "husband, I have a husband does Paul know something I don't know" but then I clued in no, he has me mistaken for the emcee at staff conference. Trust me I didn't look anything like her. So I had to correct Paul Henderson but then I introduced myself properly.

So, at the the conference everytime he say me he said hello and used my real name. Yep, me and Paul Henderson are tight, we're work-out buddies.

Pictures from Camping

Posing for the camera. Notice the lake in the background.





















One of my best friends, Christine, she is making pancakes.














Posing for a group shot, while having a bathroom break.
(Left to Right- Mike, Christine, Maria, Me, Robin)

Pop the Clutch

For the past couple of weeks I have been having problems with my car. My Dad believes it's the ignition because I can turn the key and the lights and radio turn on but the engine doesn't start. Well, the other night I went for coffee with two great friends. We had a great time, we laughed all evening. As we were going I was going to give my friend Maria a ride home, I turn to start the car and nothing. Of course!

So my other friend Christine noticed that we weren't leaving so she pulled over to see if she could help. Well, the three of us decided that I needed to pop the clutch to start it. I was just taugh the other day how to pop the clutch so I was like "Ok I can do that" but first of all we had to back the car up or else it would go straight in to the store. So my friends began to push backwards, I have to mention that we were all laughing already because it was so hilarious. So I was sitting in my car and they were pushing and they both said wow, it's not moving ,and asked if my car was in neutral, but I had in first gear (laugher insued, almost peed my pants), so after we calmed down I put the car in neutral but I forgot I had my e-brake on but this time I got out to help push. It wouldn't budge! and then we noticed that the e-brake was on! More laughter
insued. Oh but it doesn't stop there!

So we finally get the car backed up and enough room to pop the clutch. So, Maria and Christine start to push, but my mind goes blank, I can't remember how to pop the clutch. Let's just say we were laughing on the ground.

We decide to call Maria's husband, Robin. So, we sit around laughing and chatting. I decided to try turning my car on one last time. Guess what!! It started, more laughing. Let's just say, my car is going in to be fixed after Staff Conference.

Hot Hot Hot

No, I am not talking about myself (ok maybe a little) but I was describing the weather we have been having. It has been amazing, I love warm weather. It reached 38 celsuis in Vancouver but I was not in Vancouver this pass weekend. I went camping up to Kelowna with a group of my friends. It was 45 celsuis and I loved it. We stayed in the lake the whole time and just floated around on the islands of paradise. Amazingly I did't get sunburnt or much of a tan. I went with 5 friends and then we met up with our other friends.

It was funny because it was so hot that you could see everyone clammering to get out of their tents around 7:30 in the morning because it was so hot in the nylon tents of doom. Most people experienced SBS- sweaty butt syndrome. Come on you all know what I am talking about!

New idea for the Pickles series "Pickles the Fat Hobbit goes camping " or even better yet "Pickles the Fat Hobbit's battle with the nylon tent of doom"

I Still Miss Moe

It's been almost 3 weeks and I still miss him. It has gotten better, some days I only think about him a little bit. I just can't believe that this world doesn't have him in it. I can still remember what he feels like, his squishy, soft body. I still remember how he loved to cuddle on the couch everytime I came over for 5 minutes and then it was time to go play. I miss how concerned he was if I was upset or sad. When we tell people that Molson has been put down, everyone is so sad some people have cried too. One of the coolest things someone did for us is that they gave a gift to the SPCA in Molson's name.

I am still in shock that this world doesn't have him in it. One of the greatest gifts from God is the love of an animal. I think if you haven't experienced the unconditional love from an animal you have missed out on one of lifes many blessings.

As a family we are going to buy a tree for Molson and put his collar around it. The only problem is that we can't decide what kind of tree to buy. He already have a dogwood in remembrance of another dog that we had. Moslon was such a goofy dog that at night he would bark at every bush and tree because he was so afraid of them.

On another note, I think their should be another book for Pickles called Pickles and Molson's great adventures. Oh boy I could write forever about those.

Ready to Talk

Thank you all for your sincere words of encouragement and care. I really appreciate it. I have been off this week and I think God has perfect timing. I really needed this time just to be quiet and heal. Some may read this and say "it's just a dog" he was more than that to me, he was an unique creature created to make a lasting impact on my life. He gave me love when no one else did, he listen with eagerness when I talked out loud. He was a warm fuzzy being, that sat by my side when I needed not to feel alone. He was a crazy, goofy dog that cracked me up laughing.

You all might be wondering how he came to pass . On Saturday Molson started experiencing seizures the vet told us that he had cancer in the brain and that the seizures would only be getting more frequent and less intense. That was when we decided that it was better for him. So in a quiet room with a cozy fireplace and a blanket on the floor we said goodbye. He died with his most treasured people around him. For me, the treasure was in his life and what he taught me. Love the people in your life with your whole heart and cherish the moments and experiences with them. That's the meaning of life.

Molson Golden Jenvey May 2, 1996-July 2, 2006

He made me smile, gave me joy, taught me about the stuff that matter. He was truely a gift from God. He will always be the best dog in the world.

Rollerblading Clutz

Ok, I don't think I want to be a rollerblading girl anymore. For the past week, I have been rollerblading to work. It's been a good work-out, it saves on gas, and reduces harmful emissions.

Well, this morning as I was rollerblading to work I was coming up to a drive way, I was half way through when a car comes up, I was there first but it keep going. So I had a choice pavement or be hit by a car. I chose the pavement, scraped my knee and my hands but the sad thing is that the lady didn't stop to see if I was ok. She drove off!

I think I will stick to being a beach girl, the water will be a softer landing.

Roller Girl

Along with being a beach girl and a children's novelist I want to be a roller girl. Not one of those mean rollerderby girls no way, but one of those girls that can play roller hockey. My friends and I have this tradition of playing rollerhockey in the summer we go to some empty parking lot and just have a fun game, boys are less rough because the girls play but we all have fun. I really try my hardest to do well. Yesterday we had one of those games but it was for my friend Chris's 30th birthday and his wife Ang rented an arena. It was so fun! I only fell down once and got elbowed in the mouth by accident (a little bit of a fat lip.)

It's rather funny if a girl would fall, she would get back up and start playing, no time out, no stopping the game. But for the guys, oh boy stop the game if they had a little blister on their hands. The cry for band-aids was unbelieveable.

Can you see it now: A surfer girl on rollerblades!

Summer is here and the living is easy

I have written in the past about my parents beautiful garden and all the great evenings spent under the Grape arbour listening to great music and the smell of intoxicating Honeysuckle floating through the air. Well I have some pics to show you guys now!

I Am Just A Lucky So and So

One of my favorite songs is by Louis Armstrong called " I am just a lucky so and so." Whenever I hear the song I always think of Molson strolling down a street with Cherry Bloosom trees lining the road, and Molson with his great big smile on. Now with Bella around I imagine the two strolling together happy as can be. Here are some pictures of the two luckiest so and so's around.

Happy New Years!!

Yes, I am 6 months late but my friend Chris finally got around to sending me these pictures. Here are some pics from last year's celebrations. We play board games, and my friends roll up their carpet and all us girls danced in the living room.

Ang and me sitting on the couch playing Tripod
Shannon and I striking a pose while dancing

The girls having fun (L-R: Me, Ang, Jen, Shannon and Denise)

My dream has come true!

Well, I wished for it and my friend Rob made it happen. He found a site that would let you custom make T-shirts. Look at this:
http://customink.com/cink/r.jsp?E=leahj%40crusade.org&F=picklesf

The problem is that they only sell in quantities of 6 and if I get more than 6 its cheaper. So, I am taking orders. Anyone who wants one of these lovely T-shirts for $13.06 let me know!

Blasphemy!

Laurs sent me this link. If they had a shirt that said Pickles are from God! I would pay $10 dollars. Or what if they made a T-Shirt that said Pickles the Fat Hobbit. Oh my gosh I sooo want a T-shirt that says Pickles the Fat Hobbit now!

Laughing at Myself

Sometimes I do such stupid things and then I realize how funny those stupid things are and they crack me up. Like sometimes I snap back to reality and it's like knock knock Leah are you in there? and then I laugh at myself. I am my own entertainment. I guess I am the most hilarious person in my mind.

Wow, I just got a new idea for a book in the Pickles the Fat Hobbit series: Pickles the Fat Hobbit and her multiple personality! Or Pickles the Fat Hobbit Entertains Herself

Hmm is this whole Pickles the Fat Hobbit thing something I should laugh at myself about? Ahh naw everyone has to have a goal in life right?

The Grandma Saga's

My grandma has been home from the hospital for a couple of weeks now. She is still walking with a walker and is slow-moving but she is determined to get back to her old self again. Well, because she is so slow my mom had to buy my Grandma a new answering machine. Her old one was really old and wouldn't change to more than 3 rings.

Well, the other day she called my mom and told her that she thinks that there is something wrong with her new answering machine. My mom asked what was wrong and my Grandma answered that everytime she checks her messages she keeps hearing a man's voice and doesn't know how he got on it. My mom could hardly contain from laughing out loud, and told her that it was just her answering machine telling her that she has no messages. We though that an answering machine would be easier to figure out than voicemail. When we explained the answering machine to my Grandma she cracked up laughing too.

New Puppy!

We have a new puppy! Her name is Bella. She is six months old (bigger then the picture now) and she is a Golden Retirever. A family down the street was trying to find a good home for her. They loved her but had a small family (baby) and found it hard to have a puppy and a baby. My parents felt it was the right time. Molson is telling her who is boss, and he is handling it very well. Molson is still king in our yard and in my heart but Bella is very sweet. On a sidenote: Molson's cancer has come back, he has a lump on his leg that the Vet has confirmed is cancer. He said that he could live for another year or less so enjoy your time with him. That is what we are doing.

What Puppy are You?

Ok, I answered these questions honestly. What is the odds of that! I new Molson and I were kinder Spirits!

You Are a Golden Retriever Puppy

Tolerant, fun-loving, and patient. You are eager to please - and attached to your frisbee.

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

Beach Girl

I have decided that I am going to change my image ( I really don't know what my image now is but it sounds like a good idea) I have decided that I am going to become a beach girl. I really don't have to change much. I already have a jeep to put my surf board on(***note to self: buy a Surf board.), I have blonde hair, I have a Ron Jon Surf Shop T-Shirt. What else do I need? Maybe I should start talking like a surfer, like totally narly dude!

Can you picture it now: Pickles the Fat Hobbit by the seashore! (Wow, that sounds like a Children's book)

Or I can change my image to Leah Jenvey the Children's novelist. Can you see it now "The Great Adventure of Pickles the Fat Hobbit"

Oh I can't decide!

My Trip...Down the Stairs

Ok I am the biggest cultz ever. Yesterday I was going down the stairs in my building because my Mom was picking me up for Church. I was dressed in my Sunday clothes and wearing my sandles with high skinny heels ( I love high heels). When all of a sudden my heel caught the carpet of the stairs and it catapulted me forwarded. I reached out with both hands to grap the railing, fell to my knees and felt the inertia of going head first. I held tight to the railings and stopped myself from going head over heals. In the process I skinned my knuckles and my shins.

I also bruised my ego. You think by 28 years old you would be able to walk. I told my story to my Mom, and I my Mom kissed my bleeding figure better. It's amazing how even at 28 a mother's kiss on a boo-boo does takes the pain away.

I Am a Pearl

I took this quiz to find out what Jewel I am. Patricia had it on her site. Guess what I am!

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Alarmsmarn

This morning I did something I have never done before. I slept through my alarm. I just remember my alarm going off and I said to myself "already, that can't be." I turned my alarm off and went back to sleep. I woke up at 8:01 the time I was suppose to start work. Good thing I live 5 minutes away. I quickly got ready and was in work by 8:25. Good hussle I think.

I think jetlagge and not having time to recoop from holidays and the stress of my grandma has made Leah a very tired girl. I am looking forward to the long weekend.

Hey Girl, come over here

When I first went to the hospital to visit my grandma, she had been moved to a room with other people (male and female.) Well, there was an older gentlemen there and I felt really bad for him because it was obvious that he was senile and when I went to see my grandma this gentleman kept calling to me " Hey girl, come over here, Hey girl come by me." He kind of freaked me out and I kept close to my grandma's hospital bed. Then I thought to myself why did I cling to my grandma's side. She just had a stroke she can't defend me.

I guess it's hard to let go of the reality that this adult figure in my life can no longer give me safety and security. It's a big transition when you have to become the guardian of someone who once protected you.

I see my Mom going through a lot becoming the parent of her mother. The sad thing is that one day I will have to do that for my mother. I hope I can listen and learn now so that I will be able to practice patience like my mother has.

The Great Adventure of Pickles the Fat Hobbit

Here are more pictures of my trip to Florida. I went to Disneyworld (all four parks in one day!), Blizard Beach, Cocoa Beach and I hung out with my friends Rob and Patricia.
The race down one of Blizard Beach's amazing water park rides

Rob and Patricia at Bubbalos(?)



Me and Patricia


Cocoa Beach


Me and Goofy

Pickles the Fried Hobbit

Ha haa, no I didn't get sun burnt (ok just a little bit thats ok) but the title is in remeberence of the fried pickles I ate. So cool that I had to take some pictures.

Stroke

Please pray, my Grandma had a Stroke on Sunday. She is doing well but her left leg and arm is paralyzed. Her speech and face are fine. She is in good spirits and determined to walk, the nurses and doctors are impressed with her progress but its still going to be a long hall for my Grandma. She is in Langley Memorial and she will be there until she can stand on her legs.

She still has her sense of humor. She was put in a room with a man, and she commented to me that she was surprised that she was put in a room with a man but she wished that he was younger!

May 02

Yesterday, Molson turned 10 years old. Wow, its hard to believe. It's weird how animals come into people's lives and it feels like they have been there forever. I bought Molson a birthday cake from Three Dog Barkery and it was in shape of a dog bone and they piped Molson's name on it in some icing that dogs can eat. He gobbled it down. When I get the picture developed I will post it.

Give up

Have you ever got to a point where you were tired of struggling with something and you just wanted to give up on the fight. I am at that point. For a long time, I have been struggling with God about something and I realized awhile ago that I was spending so much wasted energy on this and that it was to the point that I need to realize the reality of the situation and stop fighting. I said to my self "Suck it Up Princess"

I learned a long time ago, your heart's desire isn't always God's desire for your life. He is the boss so why try to fight him. God obviously has something else planned. We need to change our path to God's not the other way around.

I am working really hard to do this but I find myself reverting to my old ways and wishing for what I desire. It's a hard journey. Good thing God knows my heart and can see my struggle or this epiphany was in vain. And who wants to waste an epiphany!

Pebbles

My Grandma has been sick for the last 7 months. We were not sure what had happen but she went from this confident, independant women enjoying her senior years(86 to be exact) to one that was reliant on many people to do normal things and it happened overnight.. She wasn't ready to be put into care but she went from bowling 3 days a week to not having enough energy to take out the garbage. We have recently found out what has orchestrated such a change, my Grandma has had poor circulation (she had Polio when she was a child), as a result of many years of poor circulation her brain has been deprived of oxygen and it has caught up with her. In early March she had a small stroke but apparently that was not the first time, she has had many before and it has left her brain damaged. She still is able to take care of herself but she will never be that confident women again. She still is incredibly sweet and loving as usual.

Although, this is sad and we as a family are griefing for the lost of that confident women she still does things that makes us laugh. The other day she was talking to my Mom and shared a though that is so cute that I had to share with you. The Doctor at one time suggested that she might have Gallstones, well she is fixed on this idea. When she was talking to my Mom she mentioned that she wondered the gurgling sound that happened after she ate was the gall stones jumping around in her Gallbladder. This is a quote " Little pebbles jumping around." We had to assure her that it was probably her digestive system digesting her food. Now as an inside joke, we ask her if the pebbles are jumping, it make her giggle everytime.

Even after all that is going on she can still take a moment to laugh at herself. To me thats confidence! Oh what a lady to be like, I will be a very blessed person if I could posess ounce of her character.

He Is Risen!

For me, Easter is the essence of my faith. The scarifice and death of an innocent man for me, an undeserving person but because God loves me so much he allowed his sinless son to die for me and serve my sentence in hell for me. There is something so poetic and beautiful about Easter. Easter means new life and freedom.

Lately, I have been heavy laden with life's presures.Like,my Grandma and other issues I have been battling with God which he has layed on my heart lately but this Easter season I am ready to just be absorbed into the ceremony and traditions of this time. I guess Easter is a reminder that I don't have to carry any burdens but the price has been paid and freedom is for the taking.

I am laying down my burdens and asking God to carry the load.

Straight or Curly?

Yeah, no longer do I have to ponder that question when I blow my hair dry. I finally bought a professional ceremic hair straightner. This thing is amazing! I can blow my hair curly one day and the next day use my straightner and it's straight. It has cut my blow drying time in half because I don't have to constantly be combing it straight.

My hair dresser went to a trade show and was able to pick up a last year's model for $75. That is an amazing deal since they go for $150 dollars normally.

And the Winner is .....

Molson!!!!! Thank you to all you of you who voted for Molson. Molson is carrying his tail a little higher because of it.

Vote for Molson

I have entered Molson in the cutess dog contest on my friend Kim's blog. Please go vote for Molson.

Sore back

Last July I hurt my hip and was in a lot of pain. I don't know how I did it but it keep getting worse and worse. I last about 6 months before my Mom insisted that I go to a chriopractor. Well it turned out my right hip was out. The chriopractor popped it back in (I literally heard a pop, I hate that sound) and I was free. I could bend down, I could sit at my desk without pain. It was amazing how long I went with a sore hip. Well, on the weekend I could feel my hip was out because I couldn't bend like before, sitting was painful. So, I made an appointment for the Chiropractor yesterday and he popped my hip back. But this time both hips were out so I had to hear two popping sounds. I feel so good other than the soreness.

I think what took me so long to go to the Chiropractor in the beginning is because I have never had any back troubles and was proud of that fact. I just can't face that I am going to have this recurring problem for the rest of my life. Well I have learned my lesson, exercise is good but don't push your body to the point that you damage it. It's all good if you have a healthy heart at 65 but if you can't walk because you have wrecked your back what good is it.

Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that no excerise is the solution. I don't think I could live without excerise but watch and listen to your body. Stretch correctly. Change your routine and try different machines, if one hurts afterwards, you can try something different.

And no, I am not going to stick to walking because that is boring to me, it's may be good for some people but it just doesn't get my heart rate up enough for me to feel like I accomplished something.

Pickles the Fat Hobbit

I noticed on my friend Patricia's blog, that she has me on her "Blogs you should read" list and she labeled me "Pickles the Fat Hobbit". It got me thinking. Pickles the Fat Hobbit was born from one Canadian Thanksgiving dinner . I was having Thanksgiving Dinner in my place for the first time. I invited my friends Rob and Patricia since they were from the States and I wanted them to be part of it. Well, as we are sitting around the table, my father who is very proud of me and loves to brag about me (yes, I am Daddy's little girl. I am an only child so I am allowed) told my friends that when I was young my nickname was Pickles, because I love pickles. They both laughed. Then after a delicious Thanksgiving meal, I pronouced that I was so stuffed I was like "A Fat Hobbit" an term I got from my friend Heather. Well, ha haa it stuck, from then on Rob and Patricia called me Pickles the Fat Hobbit. Rob really encouraged me to name my blog that but I just couldn't do it, so as my first post I labeled it "Death to Pickles the Fat Hobbit" it was a great first post.

As I host Easter dinner in my very own Condo, I can't help but remember how much fun that Thanksgiving was and how Pickles the Fat Hobbit was created.

P.S. I am not fat, so don't worry I have a healthy respect for my body and I am not trying to put myself down.

Walking to Work

One of the benefits to living literally on the same street as where I work is that I can walk to work. For a long time people have been bothering me to walk to work, I always made some excuse. Either it was too dark out (I have to say this is a valid excuse), I wouldn't be able to sleep in (hmm sleep), or if I had to do some random errand to run I wouldn't have my car. Well, it's spring time here and I though to myself, enough is enough get your butt out of bed and walk to work. I am proud to say that I was able to walk to work two days this week (the rest of the days, it was raining-yes another excuse) I love it! It only takes 12 minutes to walk so that means I don't have to get up any earlier than usual. It's excerise for the days I don't go to the gym (I would never replace walking for my workout). I bring my work close to change at work because I refuse to be one of those ladies wearing running shoes with their nylons and skirts. Yikes!

The Da Vinci Code

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Blizard Beach

My grandma gave me a gift with one stipulation and that was I have to take a vacation with this gift and it has to be somewhere far away. So I booked my flight today and I am going to go see my good friends Rob and Patricia ( I didn't tell them this) but I want to go to DisneyWorld one day to the blizard beach park. It's like the artic but at a water park. Good park to go to for this Canadian girl eh?

New Vet

We took Molson to a new vet, because we wanted a second opinion because according to the vet that diagnosed Molson he should have passed away by now. Well, the second vet said that Molson was a healthy dog, he still has cancer but he doesn't think he was as sick as the first doctor thought. Molson's lymph nodes aren't swollen or enlarged and he doesn't have cancer in his mouth so he said that we will have Molson around for a least another 1 year or two. Wahoooo!

Pictures of Molson

He is so handsome!

A song to my mood

Lately, as you can see from my posts that I have been pretty introspective. I don't know what has put me in this mood but I am rolling with it. I have been listening to Kendall Payne's CD, Grown and I found a song that has put a song to my mood. Here are the words:

Pray

I will pray for you now for you have been my faithful friends
While the road we walk is difficult indeed
I couldn’t not ask for more than what you’ve already been
Only that you would say these prayers for me

May your heart break enough that compassion enters in
May your strength all be spent upon the weak
All the castles and crowns you build and place upon your head
May they all fall come crashing down around your feet

May you find every step to be harder than the last
So your character grows greater each stride
May your company be of humble insignificance
May your weakness be your only source of pride

What you do unto others may it all be done to you
May you meet the one who made us
And see him smile when life is through

May your blessings be many but not what you hoped they’d be
And when you look upon the broken
May mercy show you what you could not see

May you never be sure of any plans you desire
But you’d learn to trust the plan he has for you
May your passions be tried and tested in the holy fire
May you fight with all your life for what is true

I have prayed for you now all of my dear and faithful friends
But what I wish is more than I could ever speak
As the way wanders on I’ll long to see you once again
Until then, would you pray these prayers for me?
Oh that you would pray for me.

Not a student anymore

Yesterday, we had a excel spreedsheet seminar at work. I though it would be helpful for my team so I signed up. The seminar was 3.5 hours. It was extremely helpful and I learned a lot but it was like I was in school again. We sat the teacher was in front of us, she talked we followed and took notes. It drove me nuts! I just couldn't stand just sitting there for three hours. I really don't know how I did it when I was in University.

I guess being out of school for years and in the workforce has made me a muti-tasker. Sitting and being idle just doesn't work for me.

There is such a transition from being a student and to being in the workforce, but once you have transitioned I can't imagine going back. I have come to the realization that I am a "get the job" kinda of girl and sitting and learning wears me out.

Don't get me wrong learning is a valuable asset and that it's very important but I guess what I am saying is that I have become an active learner and I need hands on, stimulating information. Gone are the days of sitting and being lectured to. I am so much happier to be doing what I do then a student in classroom. The world is my classroom and experience is my teacher. He he hee

Thinking

Lately I have been thinking about how little things about Molson's personality I am going to miss when he passes on. I think I have been in denial or maybe its hope but I have to come to reality that Molson will die. He really does have cancer and that the Vet was not wrong in his diagnosis.

What I am going to miss about Molson, is that he has this quiet, calming effect that soothes a person when down or melancoly. He just lays by your feet and you instantly feel comfort without knowing it. When my Grandma was sick and staying at my parents, Molson stayed by her side and she even know comments on how comforting he was to her at that time. That's a lot for my Grandma to say because she doesn't like animals, but Molson now has a soft spot in my Grandma's heart.

Another thing that I love about Molson is that he doesn't want anyone to be alone. If I am visiting my parents and we all in different rooms, he spends his time going from room to room spending 10 minutes with one person and then maybe 15 if the next person needs more company. He just has an intutive sense to know when he is needed.

One thing that I take for granted is that when he would be in the way, he is not. Like in the kitchen, most dogs like to be underfoot in case food is dropped, but when we are in the kitchen Molson is always in the hallway just watching and ready to be near us when the time is right.

All these attributes of Molson, remind of God. I am not saying Molson is God but I do think animals know more about God then we can possibly understand.

God is there when you are sad and is a soothing, calming, peaceful presence.
God doesn't want you to be alone and wants to spend time with you.
God doesn't want to be in your way but he wants to be invited to your life.

Molson is a blessing from God and Molson has taught a lot about the attributes of God. Wouldn't it be cool if we could radiant the love of God like a loving dog does to his master.

Three years

Well, Friday Feb. 17 was my third year working at Crusade. I remember last year thinking that two years was a long time. Ha ha aha. I have never stayed in a job this long before.

Most people my generation tend to change jobs often, I guess I am not like the rest of my generation but I think what makes me stay here is that my job keeps changing. At first I was an Assistant Editor, then more responsiblities till now I have worked up to being an Editor of two websites. This job is really exciting and I still love it. You would think by now that I would be bored but each day I 'm still excited to go to work.

Oh for those of you who don't know the two sites I am editor of they are: Thelife.com and Retirement With A Purpose. Take a look. Both are pretty different but I love both, they are my babies.

It's kind of funny because when I graduated from Kwantlen, I didn't think I was good enough to do any of this but its funny how God prepares you and equips you for things that you can't imagine. I was told by my teachers that I was too innocent, unworldly and sensitive and would never cut it the real world. I refused to listen, I knew that God would meet me where I was and I guess I was a bit stuborn and just didn't want to change. I guess God doesn't view innocence as a bad thing. I feel blessed that God didn't make me hard or worldly.

I think having a soft heart is a good thing. Sensitivity and compassion are two traits that this world is missing. So to all you soft hearted sensitive people out there don't let them say something is wrong with you, chances are God made you that way for a reason, cherish it, protect it. It's a gift from God.

My favorite place

It's has been 7 months since Molson has been diagnosed with Cancer and he isn't sick yet. He is the same guy he was before happy, playful and loving. We wanted to take some pictures of Molson in his favorite place before he couldn't enjoy it. So, one of my dad's co-workers who is a photographer volunteered his services and we trecked out in the muddy fields so that we could take pictures of Molson in all his glory.

I have been thinking about favorite places and quiet places. I notice that in my live I go through seasons when I need to be around people and times when I just want peace and quiet. I am not in that season right now but I seem to have that. My roommate is great, she's not violent, she wouldn't even think of assaulting me with the phone when she wouldn't get her way. A major improvement from my last pyscho roommate ( do you think its alright if I said her name now? I don't know the protocal). But my new roommate likes staying in her room a lot so I have been forced to be alone in the evenings. I don't like it! I can hear all of you out there saying, well go out and do things. Yes, that would be a logical answer to my problem but I hate to go do things alone. So the cycle goes on. Does anyone have a good book to read?

It's about time

Ok, I am blogging but I have nothing to blog about. I was told that I am a woman of few words when updating people. Nothing is new, same old thing day in day out. Hey thats a Billy Holiday song. Life is boring for me now, I am rambling. Now you guys out there can't bother me for not blogging. Just one point New Years Resolutions are pointless and I never do them. I go gym all year road so thats not a change for me. Hey this a funny New Years Resolution, I am going to continue to not be married. LOL. I cracked myself. Hey you guys wanted me to blog but I have nothing to blog about so this is what you get.