Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Where Gary Goes....
Monday, June 22, 2009
The front of the card has a disshevelled cartoon of a man on it, with the words
"I COULDN'T PICK A BETTER FATHER"
the inside read...
"AND THAT'S ALWAYS BOTHERED ME."
LOLOLOLOLOL I laughed and laughed
Working from Home todaY!
You just can't beat it. I'm thinking that I would like to work one or two days a week. The rest of my week would be spent taking care of my home... my family... my life. Not necessarily in that order... but you get the point!
My days are structured so differently... They sound similar in theory.. but the *FEEL* so different to me.
So it occurs to me. Much of what we do, or must do... or even want to do.. is all about attitude. How we FEEL about doing something, colours how we do it. And the attitude that we bring to our daily grind, helps it to be a good day... or a bad one. I think that's why some people are just miserable all the time, regardless of how life is at that moment. They aren't choosing to be something else.
And why some people.. .regardless of how crappy their life may appear to be going.... still find joy to be had. They've chosen to be happy. I wonder how long it would take to change from one way to another? For instance... I'm a writer. I've always been the kind of person that personifies the maudlin writer. The pessimist. The downtrodden. Oh, I can smile and laugh with the best of them.. but I'm never quite so happy, as when I'm slightly miserable. I am at my most creative, when I'm feeling somewhat downtrodden.
How about you? Are you the natural joy seeker? Or do you see the sad in the face of your daily grind?
1. My workday
2. My home from work day
3. My weekend day
Get up... 5:30am
... Do stuff downstairs
...Get dressed and ready while hubby walks Beauregard, the Problematic Puggle of Perpetual Need
...Go to the office with hubby, sometimes after taking son to school because he's carrying too much, or has camera equipment, or whatever
...Get to office, make coffee, feed dog (he comes to work with us)
... sit at desk, get to work
...walk dog 4 or 5 times throughout workday... 10 min or so each time
... no lunch
...do a quick clean
...spend time with family
...head into basement to work on laundry and scrapbooking
...bed by 1:30 ish
2. Home from Work Day
... up around 6:30am
... walk Beauregard, the Problematic Puggle of Perpetual Need, around 7:45 or 8:00 am
... Home by 9:15am
...worry about the office, and not being there
...worry that I'm not in the office.. and about what's going on in the office
... work that needs to be done, is done now.. and throughout day.. and sent back to office
... write my book during free periods
... walk dog around noon for 40 min
...worry more about what needs doing for the office, and what's happening at the office
... walk dog around 3:30 for 1/2 hour
... make dinner
... clean up after dinner
... rest of night is the same
...Get up 6:00am
...walk dog around 7:45 to 8:00 am..
...home by 9:15
...drink coffee hubby has gone and gotten from Tim Horton's... or go for breakfast
...more running around
...see a show if there is one on
...more running around
...lots more Beau walking
... write write write
... no stress
Friday, June 19, 2009
It's crazy. One minute, you are resting in the fact that life is even keel.. and the next second, you are thrown so far left, that you are unsure of absolutely anything and it's place in life at this given moment in time. One week ago, at the Celtic Awards of Distinction night, we were at my son's school for him to be presented with an award of distinction. We had much to be proud of. Another little girl (14) was getting an award that night as well. She is a diver of some note.;.. headed for the olympics. She was 4th in Canada right now, and she was being recognized for that accomplishment. As she stood in front of our table, we marvelled at how fit and beautiful she was. We marvelled at how she had it all... looks, charm, good family, attitude, athleticism, drive. The whole package.
One week later, to the day... Tuesday, June 16th, I receive the call from my son. He sounds horrible. He sounds unexpectedly quite, hesitant, and still. There was a horrible, awful accident. This beautiful girl was in gym class, and went to use the bathroom at the city park where they were playing ball... and the wall of this 4 year old structure fell... on top of her. Students ran to try and pull the rocks off of her. The ambulance came. They did what they could. She was gone within the hour. It was the second last day of school, and the student and staff are left devastated. They are scrambling to make sense of it. Students who should have been loud and gregarious and excited, were left wandering around quietly... trying to regain their footing, while the grief counsellors tried to help the best way they could. It shouldn't happen that way. This week, I've been hugging my son more than usual. I pray for the family of Isabel Warren, and ask for your prayers as well.
Here is the story.
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Thursday, June 18, 2009
My camera isn't working, or I'd love to take a picture! I got some beautiful paper and chipboard for a couple books, a fab book I'm already reading just an hour after receiving it... (it's called Sarah's Key), and a super canvas bag, with the cutest owl in a tree, and the saying... (Be the change you wish to see in the world) ... I got it from Audrey Neal. I'm so happy. It's been a tough week... so this just couldn't have come at a better time!
Thanks Audrey. You're awesome! Truly!!!!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
A New Layout!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
Here is a layout of Dana and the girl he took to her prom. Her name is Julia. Don't they look great? The photo doesn't show how purple her dress is, and his shirt is. They're a very beautiful and vibrant purple.