Now and Then

This post is about me and my best friend Jen. Jen has recently been diagnosed with Lukemia, but that is not what my post is about. My post is about us. Jen and I have gone to school together since kindergarten, but we werent in the same class until grade 2. So we have known each other for either 15.5 years, or 13.5 years, depending on how you look at it. When we were little, we werent super close; we werent even always friends. We went to the odd birthday party, and played the odd playground game together. Jen was good at tetherbell. I was good at geting hit in the head playing tetherball. Towards the last 2 or 3 years of highschool is when we really started to grow closer. We graduated together, and we even took all the same classes in grade 12! The next year, we both attended CLBI. The only difference is that I was SUPER excited to go, and she didnt want to go at all. We spent 2 years together at CLBI (She liked it, and went back! Go figure!) and we were even on the same missions team at the end of our 2nd year. Together we have served at camp, been to Mexico twice, and despite the fact that we are two very different people, I couldnt ask for a better best friend. Now, I live in BC and Jen lives in Alberta, but we have been able to get together once or twice. I am going to see her in the hospital soon, and am looking forward to being able to be with my friend again! I have included some pictures to illustrate my story.


The first is from a birthday party when we were 7 or 8. There I am, 2nd from the left, and Jen is 4th from the left. Look how cute we are!

This second picture is a no brainer. It is from grad at CLBI last spring. I am (obviously) on the left, and Jen is (obviously) on the right. Look how cute we are!

Upgrade

I changed my look! What do you think? I really like it! I also switched to the new version of blogger. I thought this day would never come, but it has. I think deep down, I am avoiding the idea that I really should clean my room, do some laundry, and wrap some Christmas presents, especially considering it is already Christmas Eve Eve. Ill get it done... maybe after dinner?

At least I had some water!

I think I need to cut back on my caffeine intake. Maybe not. I feel fine. Heres a list of what I have had to drink today.

9:30am Coffee at my house (cream and sugar)
11:45am Tall non-fat vanilla latte at Grab-a-Java
2:15pm Water at the church
3:30pm coffee at the restaraunt (cream and sugar)
4-5pm water during my shift
5-8pm an unknown amount of iced tea during my shift

Then I went home. I havent had anything else yet, but if I do, I will try to make it something without caffeine. I could go for some milk, maybe. And something to eat. Im starving!

For lack of a better title.....

The main reason for this post is that I am stalling because I dont feel like making the trek to the church today. But I HAVE to. More on that later. I also realized that my posting has been less frequent than I meant it to be.
So, this is what has been going on lately:

The church: as mentioned before, I have to go in today, mostly because when I was in on Saturday, my vacumn died. It just stopped working. My other one died a couple monthes ago. I dont know what to do. I have to go talk to... well... someone about it... maybe I will get a new one?? Also on Saturday, I managed to set off the burgalar alarm and lock my keys in the office. And I was only there for 2 hours. What would have happened if I stayed longer, I wonder??

The Restaraunt: I went to our staff Christmas party on Tuesday. John-Mark went with me. I am very glad because I ended up sitting with people I dotn reallyknow, and I mostly just felt awkward, like I didnt belong. I have been picking up more shifts, due to one of the girls being seriously injured in a snowboarding accident. They taught me how to close on Saturday.

My Mom: She has been sick for a while. In and out of the doctors'. She went to the hospital with chest pains on Monday, and they were afraid it was a blood clot in her lung. Dangerous. Scary. So, they sent her home, and she had to sit and be afraid to move until the Abbotsford hospital called to get her in for a CT scan. They didnt call. Back to the hospital, more waiting, an abulance ride, a CT scan, another ambulance, and more waiting. No clot. The fluid around her lungs was infamed. Pluracy, I think they call it. Anti-inflammatories and pain killers. Shes getting better. Quite a fright for me.

My pets: If anyone has met by big, red, fluffy cat, Abe, you know that he is very lazy and docile. Until now. He has become much more agressive, and has taken to attacking the computer screen. When I shoo him away, he attacks my leg. Christmas present exchange with John-Mark has resulted in a new member in our house: a hermit crab named Halden Jr. I love him. He likes to dig and bury himself in the sand. Halden Sr. died last Christmas in Stony Plasin after a tragic Airport-Freezing incident. Halden Sr. will be kept nice and warm.

Oral Health: I had to go to the dentist today. One of my fillings fell out. Right in my front tooth. You know, from when Jen threw a rock and it broke my teeth? $382.10 later, I have nice, unchipped teeth again. My dentist said I'll likely need crowns soon. Unfortunately, I have no insurance, so these fillings will have to last a while. Moral of the story: throwing rocks at each other may seem like a fun way to pass the time, but will end in tragedy. Dont do it.

John-Mark: He went home for Christmas on saturday. We both framed a picture of us as Christmas presents for each other. It was the same picture. Go figure.

Coffee: I went to Have-a-Java and had a vanilla fudge latte. I kind of liked it. I may or may not have enjoyed their comfy leather chairs. I have forsaken all I have aspired to be. But I still love Grab-a-Java. It dodnt mean anything.

Friends: I am going out for dinner with friends from highschool today. It is our annual Select-a-Santa gift exchange. Like Secret Santa, except we pick who we buy for. I am buying for Angela, and Anushka has me. It will be fun I think.

Cars: 36 days until my road test. My instructor told me that he thinks I will be ready by then. This is good. In the meantime, I have the keys to a purple minivan if anyone wants to go for a joyride. Just joking, John-Mark!!

So, that is whats going on with me. I think I have hilighted all areas of interest.
Until next time!!

Architects

It seems as though John-Mark and I have kept up with our holiday-themed creativity. I arrived home from work yesterday to find that he has mixed up some gingerbread dough. Now, we have baked and cooked together on numerous occasions, but this was by far our toughest endeavor.
We managed to roll the dough and to cut it into shapes resembling the sides and roof of a house.
We managed to move the pieces from the counter to the cookie sheet without streching or breaking them (difficult!)
We managed to bake them to a perfect golden brown.
We managed to scrape up just enough sugar to make the best, thickest, stickiest icing ever.
We managed to break my Mom's electric mixer. We stopped beating the icing when it started to emit smoke. Oops.
We managed to assemble the entire house with no problems. Everything stood up on the first try.
We forgot to let the icing dry before decorating the roof with an inch of icing, simulating snow. It looked beautiful.
We managed to collapse our beautiful gingerbread house!
BUT, dont worry.
We managed to fix it.
Check it out!

21 more sleeps! Wait... 23. Oops.

So, since my computer is no longer hanging out with my boyfriend, I am able to post the much-awaited for Christmas tree picture. Maybe now Celia will no longer find it necessary to refer to me as a politician. The picture actually does not do justice to the actual beauty of the tree in real life, but, it will have to do.
I also included a picture of said boyfriend and myself, because, well, we decorated the tree, and I just wanted to.
PS notice the snow on the balcony!

Weekend

Yesterday it began to snow. It is still snowing. Yesterday was a very good day for it to snow because it was also the day that we set up our Christmas tree. By "we" I mean John-Mark and I, because my Mom went over to my Aunt's and spent the night, leaving us to do it all alone (She relinquished control over the Christmas decorating... can you believe it!?) Anyways, after a lot of box-hauling, battery installing, and a trip to Superstore, we got everything all Christmasy. I think the best part about decorating is when it gets dark outside, and you turn out all the lights and just enjoy the glow of the tree. So, with the snow, it was extra-nice.
I was supposed to work at the restaraunt tonight, (they were teaching me to close), but my boss called me and told me he was closing early and that I didnt have to come. So, I had a free evening, which I spent doing.... not much. But, that is ok.
I had a really good weekend.... I feel very satisfied with it. I will close with the fact that there are only 29 sleeps until Christmas day. I was also going to provide a picture of our beeeautiful Christmas tree, but my Mom's computer is acting really funny, and wont read my memory card.... Gregory is at John-Mark's, so this post will remain pictureless.
Goodnight everybody!

Happy Birthday

Today is my half Birthday. I am 20 and a half.

I need a car...

So I was on my way home from scrubbing toilets at the church today, when I got stuck in a torrential downpour. I am not even kidding. When I got home (after a 30 minute walk) my jeans had two dry spots: underneath my belt, and a small patch under my right butt pocket. The water was flowing down the street, and up on to the sidewalk, forcing me to walk in huge sidewalk puddles and to develop a couple puddles of my own inside my shoes. Lovely.
I kind of felt like I should have been hauling canoes up a steep, muddy embankment-turned-creek somewhere along the Red Deer River. I was wet enough. And had I not been moving, I would have been cold enough. I was, however, nowhere near obnoxious enough, thank goodness. (It did occur to me that singing every verse of I Just want to be a Sheep, 100 bottles of rootbeer, and Found a Peanut known to man at the top of my lungs might make the time go by faster, but I used my better judgement and avoided a repeat offense on that one) I made it home soaked, but now I am warm and cozy in my sweatpants.
This post is dedicated to my obnoxious singing buddy, Patti, the fire-building Rust girls of 2005, and to everyone who has ever almost died of hypothermia while canoeing.

A Smashing Good Time

I would like to share with you something that I witnessed this evening while enjoying a coffee at Grab-a-Java with my wonderful and stunningly attractive boyfriend, John-Mark. (Please note that I am not the sole author of this post.) (Though I completely agree with the aforementioned statement)
ANYWAYS....
So, there we were, minding our own business, when 2 teenage girls entered the shop. They did not want any coffee, they only wanted to use the washroom. After the barista explained numerous times that the bathroom key was attached to the teapot on the counter, ("the key is on the teapot... the teapot... on the counter.. the teapot!") they managed to locate the key and head towards the bathroom. On her way, one girl dropped a bottle of vodka out of her purse which crashed to the floor and sent a sickengly strong smell throughout the shop. Upon doing this, she was promptly asked to leave the store and "go find some bushes to pee in". This is when the humour really began. The first suggestion as to how it should be cleaned up was to "try and light it on fire". This was quickly rejected for fear of "burning the whole place down and having to explain it to my boss". So, out came the mop. On the bright side, "at least we will have a nice, sterilized mop!". Then, one of the girls mused, "Oh... she was drunk. I thought she was just high... go get drunk at home like most teen girls... instead of standing in front of Mac's like prostitutes!". We couldn't help but laugh at our two very funny baristas, who had very good attitudes about the situation.
On a side note, we read a whole bunch of funny comics in the newspaper. Here is a selection of the best ones.

Rant-Free?

Today, I experienced a lot of things that are rant-worthy, but I am not going to talk about these issues. There will be another day for speaking about people who turn left at intersections and almost hit me (this has happened 5 times since camp ended, by the way). I will also leave out the part where when you go shopping for something specific, you will never, NEVER find ANYTHING remotely close to what you want. Lastly, I will leave out the part where I bought new ink for my printer just to findo out that since I used it last (6 monthes and a greyhound trip ago), it has gone bizerk and will only print funny numbers and boxes. Achem. SO... no ranting today.

Anyways, I would like to tell a rather amusing story. I was in the mall this afternoon, (yes, looking for something specific.. specifically something pretty to wear to Kortneys wedding) and I passed a kiosk selling hair straighteners. This is a recount of the exchange between myself and the girl working there. (Her words are in pink cause she spoke in the valley-girliest voice I have ever heard in real life. My words are green because... well... there really is no need for an explanation, I dont think.) ANYWAYS, heres how it went.

Oh my gosh! Can I ask you a question!!??
Uh... sure.
OK, do you have a straightening iron at home!!??
Uh... yeah.
Oh my gosh! Can I show you mine!!?? I can straighten your hair for you!
No thanks, not today.
OK! Byeeyee!!

Maybe you had to be there to really get the irony here, because she offered to straighten my hair, when my hair was obviously already straight. Granted, I did it myself, but I think I really did a good job this time. I had to laugh a little, partly cause of all the "Oh my gosh"es, and partly because she mustn't have been paying much attention to whose hair she was offering to straighten. Also, Sam told me that that happens to her a lot, which which makes it funny, especially since Sam has super straight hair all the time. Except for the one time I crimped it... HA!

Hahahaha..... no true.

John-Mark came over this weekend with a surprise. A round, orange one. How exciting. We put in a lot of time and effort (3 hours!) and together created the single most spectacular jack-o-lantern that I have ever been a part of carving. I have included a picture for your viewing pleasure. Feel free to bask in its glow.


PS a prize goes to anyone who knows why this post has this seemingly unrelated, rather obscure title.

My Computer Ate my Resume

....and the airline stole my lipgloss.

Goobers, or Raisinettes?

This is my last night in Alberta, and I would just like to state, for the record, that Sam and I are goobers.

I Hate Vaccums

And that is true.

Despite the fact that nobody ever knows how to spell vaccum (myself included), I am sure that the ones I have at the church hold secret meetings at night and conspire against me. "You stop working for no reason, and then I will start shooting dust everywhere for no reason, and then she'll have to use number 3" (which is torture in and of itself). Fortunately, I managed to outsmart them this time...

But besides fiascos with coffee and dust suckers (as they call them in Norway... thanks, Erika), I am very excited because at this afternoon I am getting on an airplane, and flying to Calgary to visit my dear beloved ex-roomie from bible school. AND THEN on friday, we are driving up to Welcome Back Weekend, where I will get to see a whole bunch of people I havent seen forever. Yay!

I Hate Coffee?

First, I know you are all shocked at the title of this post. I am too, a little. But, this is what ran through my head the other day at work. Heres why.
First, I was making coffee, and I pulled out the filter holder thing, so that I could put a fresh filter and grounds in. Apparently, someone had already done this. Im not sure what happened next exactly, but there were coffee grounds everywhere. On the counter, on the floor, in the burner, under the coffee maker, on me.... and just so you know, they are super fun to clean up.
Later that day, I returned to the coffee maker to check on the progress of a couple pots. The one wasnt dripping anymore, but the pot wasnt even half full. Hmmm... strange. So, the obvious next step is to pull out the filter and see what was going on. Little did I know that it was clogged, and when I opened it, I spilled a whole bunch of boiling hot water and coffee grounds all over the floor, the burner, under the coffee maker, down the wall, on me... Can you believe it? Twice in one day! Ridiculous. I was not impressed, and this is where, in my mind, I said to myself "I hate coffee". Later I apologized, and coffee and I are getting along like nothing ever happened, thankfully!

Stake out!

Ok, so, this post is a few days overdue, but I think it is still worth posting. On Saturday night, Ashley and I arranged a kidnapping. It was quite a complicated plan, which involved staking out our "victim's" house until she returned home from work at 9:30. So, we got inconspicuous disguises (we were unrecogniseable), drove to Langley, peeked in a couple windows (and a mailbox) until we found the right place, and then we waited in the car. We were very sneaky, slurping our BCF and reading newspapers in the dark.




At 10:30 or so, we decided that we should interrogate the parents. So we did. Then, with their help, we arrived at her place of employment, thus ending her shift. We took her away to the Walnut Grove McDonalds (the only one in the world that still serves chocolate ice cream) only to find that they, too, had removed the swirl come from the menu. Sam, if you are reading this, I am sorry. We had to get vanilla.

It like Sylvia?

Ok, so, I got a new haircut today. It is a lot different than anything Ive had before, but I think I really like it. Oh, and I forgot/they forgot to make me pay for it... so I have to go back in to do that. Oops. At least I have an excuse... blonde hair... no?

The Orkin man is drinking my coffee and wearing my glasses

Ok, so, three things noteworthy happened to me today.

1. I saw a real, live Orkin man! Can you believe it! I was just minding my own buisness, pouring coffee, when I looked up, and saw him sneaking around in the bushes looking for little buggies, I guess. But his uniform said Orkin on it... so he was the real deal.

2. I destroyed the second pair of contact lenses in a week. I have had contacts for 5 years, and I have never, EVER accidentally gotten one caught in the lid of the contact case, thus ripping a chunk off... until last week... and this morning. Isnt that bizzare? The thing that really gets me is that theese arent your average, throw-away-after-1-month contacts. They are $120 per pair wear-for-18-months contacts. Luckily, I got those two pairs for a deal... 2 pair for $140, but still. Im not impressed. I guess the good part is that I think I need a new prescription anyways... and its also good that I like my purple glasses. I mean, they are purple. Cool, no?

3. I got a letter in the mail today.... with a $5 Grab-a-Java card in it!! Woohoo!

Hahaha

You Are a Licorice Jelly Bean

You are an acquired taste. The less people fight your strange ways, the more they like them.

A little bit of Sunshine

Today at work, I poured coffee for a man who said to me... "thank you, Sunshine". Of course, I responed with a polite "Your welcome", but in my mind, first, I cringed a little, and then I laughed because I remembered when Gary called Jen Sunshine. And now she will always be remembered as Sunshine Jenny (from the block). Ha! Someone else called me "Sweetie", but that was only creepy, not funny at all. Sunshine was funny.

Its a good thing

Here are some good fun things that are true.
1. I finished all my work on Thursday, so... three day weekend for me!
2. I bought a new CD, and I absolutely love it.
3. John-Mark and I are going to see an improv group tomight. We saw them at Breakforth, and they are super funny.
4. It is sunny outside.
5. My room is clean and all my laundry is done
6. I got emails from two of my good friends yesterday. It made me miss them more, but I was so excited to hear from them.
7. I bought plane tickets to Calgary... to see Sam, and to go to Welcome Back weekend.
8. I talked to Craig Carmichael, and he was really helpful. I feel good about what step to take next.

The Disclaimer:
... For anyone who knows anything about Martha Stewart, and who has read some of my earlier posts, please do not take the title of this post to mean anything.

?sdrawkcaB

So, I know that I said that my blog isnt really a serious thing, but I needed to sort my thoughts.

Okay.
I know that I love photography.
I have been told that I am gifted and talented in this area.
I would love my life if I could take pictures for a living.
I have no idea how to get there, and all the research I have done hasn't made it any clearer.
I emailed a bunch of photographers yesterday.
I wanted to know how they got to where they are, and if they had any suggestions for me.
I got a response from Craig Carmichael. He told me to give him a call.
I called him this afternoon. He wants to get together and talk. Probably on Wednesday.
I should be super excited
I am scared out of my mind.

I think its because Im afraid that Im not good enough, and if I fail at what I love the most, then what do I have? I know I would be happy as a photographer. That is not an issue. In fact, I dont think I would ever be completey satisfied if I did anything else. I suppose I need to just step out and do it, and trust that God is big enough to fulfill his promises. After all, He is the one who creates us with passions and gifts, and He doesn't want us to fail.

"There is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off."
Proverbs 23:18

Created to photograph?

Here are some things I have learned in the real world thus far:
1. Working every day is more tiring than expected
2. The Swiffer duster is the greatest invention since the vacumn.
3. How to recognise a counterfeit 10 dollar bill
4. Deciding what to do with your life is hard... and scary
5. When thinking about the future, it is somehow harder to think about pursuing something you are passionate about, and that God has told you to pursue, than to think about doing something else.

An anniversary of sorts?

Today, on my way home from work, I stopped at Shoppers.... to buy nail polish. I know what you are thinking, and Im not really sure what made me want some either, but I was overcome by the urge to colour my nails some pretty pinkish-brownish colour. So now I have pretty fingers. And I suppose it is a celebration of four whole months bite-free after twenty whole years of chewing. Yay for me!

PS My Mom is going to Bingo tonight. Kenny Hess anyone??

The correct definition of "hobb"

So... day two of ABC is all done... I only froze under pressure a couple of times. Why do some people have to make paying for a meal so difficult? And what the heck does "can you gold card table ten" mean? Besides that, life is normal... its kind of funny, after two years being busy all the time, and having friends around all the time, I dont really know what to do with myself when I dont have something that I need to do... strange. Maybe I should learn a hobby. And get a library card. So I can take out books about my new hobby. Thats a great idea. Now... what to hobb... (get it... hobb... like, hobby....) Anyways, thats all folks.

And that is true.

Mocha Frappuccino

Hyper and driven, you'll take your caffeine any way you can get it. Frappuccinos are good, but you'd probably chew coffee beans in a crunch!

What Flavor Frappuccino Are You?

Funny

Okay, just a quick note/ funny thought. So I went to the church tonight, and they offered me the job, so I took it.
Do you remember those commercials for Halls Fruit Breezers where there was that guy in the big Halls suit who said in his jamaican accent, "Just a pilot? I got two jobs!" Well.... I got two jobs! It keeps running through my head, and I giggle to myself every time.

A really bad pun

Well, camp is over. I got home yesterday, and I slept in all the way until 7:30. Please note the sarcasm in that statement. But that was ok, because I went to bed at 10, and I ended up starting work at ABC. It went pretty well, most things are pretty much the same as before, except I learned how to do cash/debit/visa, and such. So yeah, that went well. I am going to the church this evening to "talk about my application", so, hopefully, there will be a brand new creepy custodian soon.
I really wish I had something funny or creative to say, but I do not. So, now for the end of the post.... except, I dont know what one would put on the end of a post, perhaps a birdhouse? Or maybe it could be used to set a drink on?
haha.
Sorry.

Irresponsibility...

So... here I am, at camp, during throw the switch, which I always use as my personal prepare for crafts time. Today I had to do some research on the internet. How convenient that I have my computer (Gregory) here, and that I can also be irresponsible and blog. I dont feel bad. At all. But besides that, this is my last week at camp. This summer. Probably ever. Something in me tells me to go hard core and finish well, but most of me says, "keep on doing what you're doing". I like that one better, so, here I am.
I got a job on Sunday.... I work at ABC again, except this time, I am a hostess, and not just a lowly busser. So I am looking forward to that. I also applied for the custodian position that has opened up at my church. I know what you are all thinking- Cassy the Creepy Custodian. Yeah yeah, like Ive never heard that before. Gee whiz. But I think I would like to have that job as well, I can set my own hours, and then I wont have to hunt for another job in an unfamiliar place. Hooray.
Okay, time to get back to work, I suppose.

Im a Big Girl Now

Well, it has been quite a weekend. A wedding, a baseball game, a trip to Vancouver, seeing some friends from CLBI and spending it all with John-Mark. Amazing. I cant wait for September.
Its time for camp to start again tonight. Insane. And there are only three weeks left. Then I have to get a real job and apply for real school and start real life. I think I am ready. I guess we will see.

A Life Lesson

All I really have to say is that if you are trying something new for the first time, say, kayacking, maybe dont go for an hour and a half around hatzic island. Boy, am I going to be sore tomorrow. I am going to bed. In cabin poop.

Yesterday it rained

Well, the first week of camp is already almost over. Crazy. This week has seen the return of many memorable campers. The licker. The bed wetter. The glass girl. General Genitals (if you dont know about this one.. dont ask.... long story) and many more. We have yet to see Arnesto, but that is something to look forward to, for sure. Camp has been a lot of fun so far. I even dont mind being in the craft shack 24 hours a day. Go figure. FYI- clay made from soap is fun and gross feeling.

Vests Don't Have Sleeves

Well, this is it. Camp starts tomorrow morning. No more sitting around and going to bed early. This is a good thing. Sam and Colin and Austen are driving here from Calgary today, and I am very excited to see them. They are coming to visit me before they go to camp. Hooray. I think that this is going to be a great summer, and (speaking to Jen and Ang right now) as promised, I will (hopefully) keep up with fun and exciting events... as I know you will be doing as well. Heres to a fun summer. See you later!

Wednesday

I am at home, sitting. As usual. And guess who calls me? Charlie! She had a day off camp and decided to call me to see if I was around. And I was. Woohoo. So she came over for a while, and it was exciting. And she is volunteering at Sr. Teen, and she will be at Bryana's wedding. Yay. So fun. Then, Celia and Adam drive out to Mission to hang out with Robyn and Nooksack and me, so we did. We went to camp and we saw Deb and the dining hall/chapel/covered deck/new kayacks. Then we went to Rocko's and had pie. We went to the Roste's for a while and played DDR... and Robyn went and got Chelsea from camp. We had dinner there and then we went to play Bingo. Robyn and I both won a dinner with local country singer Kenny Huss. Too bad I will be at camp and Robyn will be in Vegas.... (Sarcasm.... I dont even know who Kenny Huss is) But it was fun. Bingo is kind of hard and stressful. After we went to Ron Joyce's (Tim Hortons) and then we went home.

Tuesday

Kortney and I are hanging out at a park, and we get hungry, so we decide to go for dinner. But we also decide that we would like to hang out with Chelsea. So we try to call camp. FYI: 411 doesnt know about Camp Luther. So we drive out to camp. She is not there because she is having dinner at Matt's house. Al gives us the phone number. Scary. (If you know Al, you understand what I mean) No answer. So we go for dinner. Salads. It is far too hot for anything cooked. After, we try to call again. No answer. So what is the next logical course of action? Drive around Mission to try and find their new house. So we do. We find a lot of very nice, fancy houses, and considered asking someone if they knew where Shanghai is.... bad idea. But, no Matt's house. Then we turn onto another street, drive along it for a while, and WE FIND MATTS HOUSE! Random, hey? We know it is Matt's house because it has Matt's van, and Deb's jeep. We notice that everyone is in the backyard. So we sneak up to the gate, and surprise everyone, but especially Chelsea. They were getting ready to go, so we took Chelsea and Walker and we went to that "Coffee shop of Mission" (Grab a Java). It was an adventure, thats for sure. I can't belive we found the house. Crazy.

More Power

Today I learned an important life skill. I used a power drill. It was scary, intimidating, and surprisingly fulfilling, even fun. Who knew? Anyways the point is, I hung my curtain and my Martha Stewart Rollerblinds, and now I will no longer wake up to workmen 6 inches from my window. I can get dressed in my own bedroom. Woohoo. (Oh and despite what I may be portraying in my blog, I really dont like Martha Stewart very much. Honest.)

Gregory's new home

So there are 2 exciting things that I did today, and they are kind of related. First, I got a new desk for my room. It is amazing. (I suppose most people wouldnt fins ANY desk amazing, but most people dont consider wandering around Staples a date either.) Some assembly required. No problem. I am a capable young woman. And besides, all I had to do was attach the legs. Easy Peasy. Not. That was probably the most frusterating thing since Mexico. I dont understand why it would be so hard to screw on 4 legs! Oh well, I did it. The second exciting thing was that I finally took Gregory out of his jacket-thingy and put him in the desk. I even turned him on. It was wonderful to see his bright face and his sensitive touch-pad again. I didnt realize how much I missed him. And the best part was that his background is a picture of a sign from a Mexican Pizza hut buffet. "Do not get near without a shirt "Unless your naked"" Haha. So yeah. One of these days I should take him on the internet and then maybe I can put pictures on my blog. How exciting. Anyways, thats all for now!

Meringue

Here are the events leading up to the creation of Meringue cookies.

1) Cassy watches Martha Stewart, and watches her put meringue on some fancy dessert
2) Cassy says to herself "I like meringue"
3) Cassy gets the urge to bake
4) Cassy searches for a recipe for meringue cookies
5) Cassy finds said recipe and proceeds to make the meringue
6)Cassy preheats oven to 250 degrees fareinheit... thats not very hot...
7) Unable to find the egg seperator, Cassy tries her hand at hand-seperation.
8) Seperation successful.
9) Cassy adds sugar and vanilla and a pinch of salt
10) Cassy beats the meringue.
11) While watching the mixture thicken, Cassy wonders who ever thought 'Hey, I wonder what will happen if I beat the heck out of egg whites?'
12) A good question, no?
13) The meringue has been beaten to perfection. It only took the better part of half an hour.
14) Cassy scoops the meringue onto baking sheets.
15) Cassy has created 20 cookies. The recipe told her it would make 36.
16) Cassy checks how long they need to bake and notes the time
17) 60 minutes! That is a long time to bake... maybe if the oven were hotter... no, better stick to the recipe.
18) Operation succesful.

Nothing

So I am officially tired of doing nothing and sitting around the house everyday. I am really looking forward to camp starting. But talk of that is no fun, and this is supposed to be fun. So... fun things include: nothing. Nothing is fun. So in conclusion, I am bored, and free....like, everyday. Hint hint.

Oil Your Stroller

I feel like I should write something today, even though I dont have much to say... oh, and Ang, the answer to your question is this: probably, but oh well. Here is something that I learned today. Jogging strollers are harder to steer than regular ones. I think that when I have kids, I will get a regular-type one. Partly because I dont jog. I also got to experience Whyte Ave this evening, after an Oilers game... I know, I know, I am in BC, but I do however have a boyfriend who really likes the Oilers and thought to call me so that I could experience it, too. It was loud. And car horns sound funny over the phone. I can only imagine the chaos. And I think I am OK only imagining it. So yeah. I think that is all. And Jen- I hope you are having fun. (I think you know what I mean.... heh.
Oh yeah, and Shanghai, you will never be as creepy as me, but keep trying!
Oh yeah, and the colour of this font is the colour of one of the walls in my room. SO cool.

Firsts

Here are the things I did for the first time today:

Went to Vancouver with Jen and Ang (Ive been to vancouver before... just not with them)
Counted how many Starbucks we saw (13)
Went on the Skytrain
Got stuck in the Skytrain door
Visited Metrotown
Bought a MEC jacket
Stalked the girl with the MEC backpack
Went to Starbucks twice in one day

Thats all the things I can think of that I did for the first time. It was a fun day.

Reflections on Jen's rear end

Today was the day Jen and Ang and I decided to make blogs for each other. I don't know if it was just the coffee talking, but I think it is a good idea. Hopefully this makes for lots of random summer entertainment. My first topic of discussion is, as my title suggests, Jen's rear. She has one. We saw it in the pants she got today. It is pretty nice, ...It likes me. So heres to happy blogging in the months to come.