Life update

So the babies have gone to the pet store, for which I pocketed six dollars. It was sad. Stumpy's name is now Ophelia, and she lives in a huge and wonderfully complex cage at the home of my friend Sarah, and is quite able to navigate with three feet and one eye.

Last weekend I went to Jeremiah and Sarah's wedding with Tina Becker. I was very happy to have Thanksgiving dinner with my mom, Alison and Tina, and to have seen unexpectly encountered Meredith Culberson, Adam Janes, and Diana Kutz at the wedding. Sar and Jer both looked very pretty.

If I ever get around to taking any pictures OFF the camera we finally bought, I will post baby and wedding pictures.

Last night I had a dream about being at some camp and having black and purple hair and being quite depressed. But then I looked into my back yard (because suddenly I was in the house I lived in until I was four, which has a public park right behind it) and there were Amanda Moorehead (who kept trying to dance the bridge of the "Chicken Dance" with me), Emily Knapp, Heather Kloosterman (with a very cute child in tow), with cameos by Wendy Cirne, Tanya Jarvis, and several others from my Pineview and ADHS days, all grown up. Most of them were in line to do cartwheels. And I was deliriously happy to have happened upon them. Then I woke up.

My hope is that some of those people mentioned above will Google their maiden names and happen upon this site --- I'd love to hear how they're doing and where they ended up.

Maybe it's because of what I've been reading that they were on my mind. I recently picked up four Robertson Davies books from the library, and am currently rereading the second book of the Deptford trilogy, which we read in English class in high school.

I loved English classes. Our teacher Olive Abeles was my favourite high school teacher, and instilled in me such an appreciation for Canadian authors, and for the poem after which this site is titled, and for Leonard Cohen and eccentric thinking. I saw her in March, and it made me miss those days and having someone who so easily inspires (and entertains) at close hand.

I think I need a hair cut. Or the patience to let it grow.

I'm in a young adult small group for 40 Days of Community at our church, and because of the people in it I've actually been able to feel like a PART of it, rather than it being an obligatory thing a pastor has to do. It's done me a world of good to spend time with people my own age on a consistent basis.

Rogers no longer has late fees, "and unlike Blockbuster" they "don't charge restocking fees". Judged.