nobody knows the troubles i've seen, nobody knows my sorrow... today was kind of a surreal day. i worked at milestones for a couple of hours in the dish pit. ya i did. no i'm not making a career change, we got the job for our transitional employment program and i found out this morning that i had to go learn it with the upstairs manager. he's a guy that i don't really know very well, but he turns out to be quite interesting. he grew up in saudi arabia, in a town for foreigners. he explained it like it's a town like any town with all the same stuff in it and then it's just surrounded by barbed wire. this intrigued me a lot. so i asked him a lot of questions about it. A LOT. anyways i eventually got kicked out of the dish pit because i was wearing flip flops and the manager noticed. well it's not like i would have worn flip flops if i had known i was going to work there that day, but i didn't know, so i left david there all by his lonesome. i got to keep the hat. it's a round black hat with velcro in the back and it didn't fit over my two buns. ya, today i felt like wearing flip flops when i usually wear runners, and out of the blue felt like wearing my hair in my old two bun way that was quite prominent in my university days, and it just so happens that both were inappropriate for my day. so i had to redo the hair.
today i sprayed the ants that were carpeting our budding peonies with soapy tobasco water. (someone suggested soapy water and someone suggested cayanne water, so i did soapy tobasco water. makes sense to me.) they all curled up and died and then i found out later when i was researching peonies, that the ants aren't bad for threm. they aren't good either, they just like the red juicy nectar of a peony. so i felt a little bad for massacring them, but i forgave myself and moved on. i sprayed the roses too, because i'm worried about aphids, but it seems the real problem is fungus and that means pruning. pruning scares me because i don't want to be responsible for killing the roses. and let's face it, i don't know what i'm doing.
today i watched oprah and it was a really touching story about a young girl addicted to meth. they did an intervention on the show with her family and she left for rehab. i cried a little bit. then i fell asleep for a couple of hours. i really have to get out of this long nap habit. naps are my habit. it's like when i was a teenager, and i'd lock myself in my room and get into these deep sleeps and sarah would come along with her little teeny whiny voice and beg me through the door to grate her some cheese. or when mom would laugh with wicked glee because i'd be telling her that "they could pop their own balloons with their noses" and she couldn't wait to tell everyone what i said and it really bugged me but i still couldn't talk clearly. ya it's just like that.
today i registered for summer institute. they're having a summer institute in surrey with like five different classes at once, and then after institute every friday there'll be some activity. i joined the choir class, and it's going to be fun. i was sitting between nikki and elicia and we were always laughing about something. i don't know what it is about choir but it always makes me giddy. our homework is to practice breathing, and next time the person with the longest breathing out hissss wins a prize. i'm going to totally go for it. after all sister lawrance did say "go hard or go home." our regular teacher wasn't there today, but we had a good substitute, and our for reals teacher sent us a video of himself doing the intro. it was all edited and stuff. it was quite funny, because he was the total nerd type with big glasses and earnest emotion, and he kept changing to different seating or lighting... well you had to be there, but it gave me quite a few chuckles. we're singing an arrangement of Lord I Would Follow Thee, and it totall y threw nikki off because fopr the first verse, the alto and soprano sing a harmony and the bass and tenors sing the melody, and she kept asking me "is this the same as the hymn book?" and no matter how i'd try to explain it to her, she would get more and more confused until finally the lightbulb came on and she piped up and said "oh! i get it! it's not the same as the hymn book!!" in a later verse when we sang the melody again she said to me "is this hymnbook?" and then asked sister king (our sub) the same thing.
today after choir and before we left (we inched our way out of the scavenger hunt activity and a large mass followed us) i started talking with robin burgess. elicia introduced us, and i said "elicia robin and i used to sit beside each other in seminary. it's just now that we're adults that we pretend that we don't know each other." anyways that got us talking and we talked and talked and talked. robin is quite funny. i enjoyed her. a year or so ago i heard somebody named robin burgess on the radio winning something, and i thought it sounded like her at the time, so i asked her and sure enough it was her. so that started the long saga of her radio stories. she's very into the radio prizes. she works jack fm and q fm at the same time.
karey, elicia and i ended off our day at boston pizza and suddenly i feel very tired.
oh i was talking to dave d, and dan at work today and for some reason that had to do with what we were talking about, whatever that was i asked them if they had seen Mission. they both had, and dan said he thought that robert d'niro's character was like saul/paul. interesting. it kind of was. then he said that the jeremy irons character was like john the baptist, but i don't think that was as accurate. he's more like jesus. it made me want to watch it again. dan also said his cast (he has a broken arm) smelled like a hobo and that reminded me of the time steve asked me when the last time i showered was and said that i smelled like a hobo. that just so happened to be the week before thanksgiving and we were cooking six turkeys at work, so i reeked like turkey, which isn't the most pleasant smell. when it's not on the actual bird on the platter, but on a human being. some people pronounce human like 'youman'. it's a kind of accent that doesn't always say the h at beginnings of words and it facinates me. donal trump talks like that. yes he does. he does too.
today i sprayed the ants that were carpeting our budding peonies with soapy tobasco water. (someone suggested soapy water and someone suggested cayanne water, so i did soapy tobasco water. makes sense to me.) they all curled up and died and then i found out later when i was researching peonies, that the ants aren't bad for threm. they aren't good either, they just like the red juicy nectar of a peony. so i felt a little bad for massacring them, but i forgave myself and moved on. i sprayed the roses too, because i'm worried about aphids, but it seems the real problem is fungus and that means pruning. pruning scares me because i don't want to be responsible for killing the roses. and let's face it, i don't know what i'm doing.
today i watched oprah and it was a really touching story about a young girl addicted to meth. they did an intervention on the show with her family and she left for rehab. i cried a little bit. then i fell asleep for a couple of hours. i really have to get out of this long nap habit. naps are my habit. it's like when i was a teenager, and i'd lock myself in my room and get into these deep sleeps and sarah would come along with her little teeny whiny voice and beg me through the door to grate her some cheese. or when mom would laugh with wicked glee because i'd be telling her that "they could pop their own balloons with their noses" and she couldn't wait to tell everyone what i said and it really bugged me but i still couldn't talk clearly. ya it's just like that.
today i registered for summer institute. they're having a summer institute in surrey with like five different classes at once, and then after institute every friday there'll be some activity. i joined the choir class, and it's going to be fun. i was sitting between nikki and elicia and we were always laughing about something. i don't know what it is about choir but it always makes me giddy. our homework is to practice breathing, and next time the person with the longest breathing out hissss wins a prize. i'm going to totally go for it. after all sister lawrance did say "go hard or go home." our regular teacher wasn't there today, but we had a good substitute, and our for reals teacher sent us a video of himself doing the intro. it was all edited and stuff. it was quite funny, because he was the total nerd type with big glasses and earnest emotion, and he kept changing to different seating or lighting... well you had to be there, but it gave me quite a few chuckles. we're singing an arrangement of Lord I Would Follow Thee, and it totall y threw nikki off because fopr the first verse, the alto and soprano sing a harmony and the bass and tenors sing the melody, and she kept asking me "is this the same as the hymn book?" and no matter how i'd try to explain it to her, she would get more and more confused until finally the lightbulb came on and she piped up and said "oh! i get it! it's not the same as the hymn book!!" in a later verse when we sang the melody again she said to me "is this hymnbook?" and then asked sister king (our sub) the same thing.
today after choir and before we left (we inched our way out of the scavenger hunt activity and a large mass followed us) i started talking with robin burgess. elicia introduced us, and i said "elicia robin and i used to sit beside each other in seminary. it's just now that we're adults that we pretend that we don't know each other." anyways that got us talking and we talked and talked and talked. robin is quite funny. i enjoyed her. a year or so ago i heard somebody named robin burgess on the radio winning something, and i thought it sounded like her at the time, so i asked her and sure enough it was her. so that started the long saga of her radio stories. she's very into the radio prizes. she works jack fm and q fm at the same time.
karey, elicia and i ended off our day at boston pizza and suddenly i feel very tired.
oh i was talking to dave d, and dan at work today and for some reason that had to do with what we were talking about, whatever that was i asked them if they had seen Mission. they both had, and dan said he thought that robert d'niro's character was like saul/paul. interesting. it kind of was. then he said that the jeremy irons character was like john the baptist, but i don't think that was as accurate. he's more like jesus. it made me want to watch it again. dan also said his cast (he has a broken arm) smelled like a hobo and that reminded me of the time steve asked me when the last time i showered was and said that i smelled like a hobo. that just so happened to be the week before thanksgiving and we were cooking six turkeys at work, so i reeked like turkey, which isn't the most pleasant smell. when it's not on the actual bird on the platter, but on a human being. some people pronounce human like 'youman'. it's a kind of accent that doesn't always say the h at beginnings of words and it facinates me. donal trump talks like that. yes he does. he does too.
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