bon jovi n' me
a relief: don't have to get up extra early for work tomorrow. phew!
on the way to pick up barb for our kayaking night i was tired and stale. i had the snoozie feeling when i got home but could only indulge it for ten short and inadequate minutes. i was tired of the cd i put in that morning, so i searched through my much listened to cds. i finally settled on the love songs cd, but i wasn't feeling very enthusiastic about it. not inspired to sing gustily along or anything. finally i said to myself "you don't have to have music all the time." and i turned it off and that felt more right. then i almost cut someone off and they honked at me thankfully because if they didn't i might have done them wrong. the thing that got me though was that they were sooooo angry and the girl in the back turned around, her face ugly with emotiont and was obviously saying something nasty and made a thumbs up gesture to me. she didn't look like the typical person who would get so worked up like that. i must have scared her. i just smiled and gave her the thumbs up sign back. but the anger on her face unsettled me. then i called barb and amy answered and said "hello hello hello hello?" without waiting for a response, which was an irritant to me at that time, if the truth be told. when i said "can i speak to barb please?" there was no response but a repeat of the hello string and then no response. i hung up and called back in a few minutes when i wasn't as irritated anymore.
things changed as soon as we were in the water. it was a beautiful night for a paddle. the bay was glassy and the sun was shining. there was even a light wind on the water to keep us cool, which barb pointed out with thankfulness. i echo her thankfulness with thankfulness of my own. barb and i were in a two seater kayak this time because that was all that was left. it was an interesting experience to share a kayak. i liked it because i was in the front and i didn't have to focus on steering, i just workind on my paddling techniques, and my legs were more comfy. on the other hand it's nice to have your own autonomy in where you steer, and the two seater kayak is more cumbersome to manuever. so, some pros and cons. this time we crossed to the coquitlam side by humber island or something, and down to some point or other. it was beautiful. barb and i each liked this route better than last time's. it was date night, so we could have brought dates, but we ended up being each other's dates. speaking of dates, we got date squares in honour of date night just before we made the crossing back. one of our leaders handed them out to us by putting them on the end of her oar and stretching it out to us. there are so many cute houses and cottages right on the water. i love looking at them. i wonder if those people know how lucky they are to live in the places they do. i wonder if it was me, if i would take it for granted. i don't think so. i think i would be thankful every single day and it would make me happy and content.
the constant splashing on our arms left salt marks. i have dried ocean salt on my forearms and upper flubs. i can't get out of my kayak in a graceful way yet. each time i succeed in feeling like a flopping, floundering beached whale as i try to squeeze bountious hips out of the kayak. i usually need someone to sit on it so it don't tip. tippin = baaaad. one place we kayaked through was thick with all sizes of clear cupping jelly fish. i wonder again what makes some areas jellyfish areas and others not.
i won a door prize, but it's to a kid's store. five bucks off. a barbara won, but not our barb. hmph. we skipped the group restaurant and went next door to the fish and chip place. they have such a nice light batter and and good wide chips. i got the summer special: salmon. barb was jealous but contented her self with the halibut.
the ice cream place next door caught my eye. unfortunately i bought some. too much, and it was difficult to eat. it kept sliding off or dripping and i was full and still had lots left. i disposed of the rest in a seedy manner not becoming a girl with principles like myself. ahh well.
i was eating the ice cream on the way to the car which was parked on the high hill because that parking is all that is left when we get to the cove, and i laughed at something barb said, causing a particle to fly to the back of my throat, therefore initiating the most violent and alarming wheeze coughing. the wheeze had a kind of whistle to it that reminded me of whale calls. babs was concerned, but i recovered after a nice and helpful belch. i don't know why that happens, but it does.
on the way home barb said a nice thing to me. she said that she thinks of me as the kind of friend that will always be there, through the eternities and everything. awwww, barb! i wasn't expecting such a nice sentiment but i think that's the wonderful thing about some friends. they're always friends. i'm blessed to have quite a number of always friends, like my friend barb.
night.
on the way to pick up barb for our kayaking night i was tired and stale. i had the snoozie feeling when i got home but could only indulge it for ten short and inadequate minutes. i was tired of the cd i put in that morning, so i searched through my much listened to cds. i finally settled on the love songs cd, but i wasn't feeling very enthusiastic about it. not inspired to sing gustily along or anything. finally i said to myself "you don't have to have music all the time." and i turned it off and that felt more right. then i almost cut someone off and they honked at me thankfully because if they didn't i might have done them wrong. the thing that got me though was that they were sooooo angry and the girl in the back turned around, her face ugly with emotiont and was obviously saying something nasty and made a thumbs up gesture to me. she didn't look like the typical person who would get so worked up like that. i must have scared her. i just smiled and gave her the thumbs up sign back. but the anger on her face unsettled me. then i called barb and amy answered and said "hello hello hello hello?" without waiting for a response, which was an irritant to me at that time, if the truth be told. when i said "can i speak to barb please?" there was no response but a repeat of the hello string and then no response. i hung up and called back in a few minutes when i wasn't as irritated anymore.
things changed as soon as we were in the water. it was a beautiful night for a paddle. the bay was glassy and the sun was shining. there was even a light wind on the water to keep us cool, which barb pointed out with thankfulness. i echo her thankfulness with thankfulness of my own. barb and i were in a two seater kayak this time because that was all that was left. it was an interesting experience to share a kayak. i liked it because i was in the front and i didn't have to focus on steering, i just workind on my paddling techniques, and my legs were more comfy. on the other hand it's nice to have your own autonomy in where you steer, and the two seater kayak is more cumbersome to manuever. so, some pros and cons. this time we crossed to the coquitlam side by humber island or something, and down to some point or other. it was beautiful. barb and i each liked this route better than last time's. it was date night, so we could have brought dates, but we ended up being each other's dates. speaking of dates, we got date squares in honour of date night just before we made the crossing back. one of our leaders handed them out to us by putting them on the end of her oar and stretching it out to us. there are so many cute houses and cottages right on the water. i love looking at them. i wonder if those people know how lucky they are to live in the places they do. i wonder if it was me, if i would take it for granted. i don't think so. i think i would be thankful every single day and it would make me happy and content.
the constant splashing on our arms left salt marks. i have dried ocean salt on my forearms and upper flubs. i can't get out of my kayak in a graceful way yet. each time i succeed in feeling like a flopping, floundering beached whale as i try to squeeze bountious hips out of the kayak. i usually need someone to sit on it so it don't tip. tippin = baaaad. one place we kayaked through was thick with all sizes of clear cupping jelly fish. i wonder again what makes some areas jellyfish areas and others not.
i won a door prize, but it's to a kid's store. five bucks off. a barbara won, but not our barb. hmph. we skipped the group restaurant and went next door to the fish and chip place. they have such a nice light batter and and good wide chips. i got the summer special: salmon. barb was jealous but contented her self with the halibut.
the ice cream place next door caught my eye. unfortunately i bought some. too much, and it was difficult to eat. it kept sliding off or dripping and i was full and still had lots left. i disposed of the rest in a seedy manner not becoming a girl with principles like myself. ahh well.
i was eating the ice cream on the way to the car which was parked on the high hill because that parking is all that is left when we get to the cove, and i laughed at something barb said, causing a particle to fly to the back of my throat, therefore initiating the most violent and alarming wheeze coughing. the wheeze had a kind of whistle to it that reminded me of whale calls. babs was concerned, but i recovered after a nice and helpful belch. i don't know why that happens, but it does.
on the way home barb said a nice thing to me. she said that she thinks of me as the kind of friend that will always be there, through the eternities and everything. awwww, barb! i wasn't expecting such a nice sentiment but i think that's the wonderful thing about some friends. they're always friends. i'm blessed to have quite a number of always friends, like my friend barb.
night.
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