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.

Comments for other bloggers

My friend Mandy has a great conversation going on her blog. There has been some discussion about how single people should not worry about getting married and that you have to be comfortable in your own skin. I made some comments and I might have been harsh in my first comment and for that I ask for forgiveness from my fellow bloggers. What I said has some truth in it, as single women we hear married women say the same thing. I am so tired of hearing the same advice. Can someone tell me how not to care about the future and finding Mr. Right? Until I hear some advice that is useful and can be done in a pratical way then I will listen. But to say live your life to the fullest is not pratical advice, how do you know we aren't? Is it wrong to hope and desire for the future?

How can we live life to the fullest when married people feel sorry for us because we aren't married yet. All I am saying is that if you are going to give us advice then give us pratical advice that has relevance to our lives. Just maybe remember back to what it felt like to go to party filled with couples and your the only single one there. Now thats courage! I know that God has someone special for everyone if he puts that desire in your heart and sometimes God waits a long time to send that special person to you but instead of looking at married and singles as enemies maybe we can offer constructive practical advice and not pity.

For Mandy don't let what anom#1 get you down. You are the opposite of helpless, you have more courage than anyone I know.

Participatory Journalism

I was reading this one blog and there was this quote that really shows the power that blogs have over the editorial world. More reason why Write Click should have a blog. We may not influence the media to investigate a murder but we might influence someone to ask Jesus into their heart and isn't that what our jobs are all about. This may be a very simplified way of looking at things but I think its the bottom line. What do you think?

Blogging

Florence and I went to a blogging seminar last Wednesday because we have developed a Authors Group called Write Click and we are creating a blog for it. This is very exciting here at Truthmedia because we have been wanting a reason to jump on the blogging band wagon and now we have it.

Well I learned a lot from the blogging seminar. I learned that short and constant entries are best and that linking to other people increases their standing. (Thats why Orangejack always links to the stories instead of just telling people)

You can tell I learned a lot because I have linked to different people. I still have some questions, so I am sending it out to the blogging community, What is the difference between Bloglines and Technorati? Are they a completely different thing?

Stay tuned because we are currently working on The Write Click blog and I definately will be talking about it.

Housewarming

Well, I had my housewarming on Nov. 11. It was suppose to be a drop in but people came and never left. I want to thank everyone who came to my housewarming. I know why they call it a housewarming because having friends and family to come and share in your excitement really makes a house a warm home to live in.

I had a fight with an Avacado and it won

I am such a loser. I was trying to get the pit out of the Avacado and the very sharp knife slipped and I sliced my thumb at the knuckle very deep, lots of blood all over the place. I had to get two stitches, 5 needles, and a thumb puppet named Ava (short for avacado, in memory.) I have to keep my thumb straight because the stitches are at the knuckle so I could tear them if I am not careful. You would be amazed at how much you actually use your thumb. God was really thinking when he made digits.

I found it!

Hee hee hee when I went to go publish my last post I realized that I had to republished my lost one so, now I look like I have been really good at blogging. At least I didn't lose my marbles.

Wow, do you believe its Thanksgiving again. I remember last year, Rob and Patricia joined my family for dinner . That was the day that "Pickles the fat hobbit" came to life. Hey Rob and Patricia are you going to being celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving?

I lost a post!

Ok I went in to blogger the other day because I got spammed, so my good friend Claire, showed me how to put the security on it so my comments won't get spammed. After that my last post disappeared. Whats up with that? My gosh, I was being good now it looks like I haven't blogged for a month and half.

Well, I am all moved into my new place and I love it! and I found a great roommate. She is a Trinity Western Student, 22 years old .Super sweet girl, the type I know for sure will never become violent on me. She is from Edmonton which is really funny because I went to Edmonton to go to university. I think Edmonton is the key for me because I had the best roommate ever in Edmonton, her name is Adrienne and she still is a close friend of mine now. So I am praying that I will have as much fun with Christy as I did with Adrienne. She moves in Nov. 1. So I have a month to enjoy my space by myself.

I believe I have been tagged by Kelly so here goes it:

He is a blessing, he brings joy and happiness whenever I see him and I can't imagine life without him.

Instructions are as follows:
1. Go into your archive.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same.

(This is poignant because in this post it talks about Molson, my dog that has cancer because just recently I have been worried about him. I just was reminded that Molson won't always be around)

Ok, I am tagging Patricia, Rob, Mandy, Healther (I know you read my blog) and Doris