i don't eat pomegranites very often, so when i do, it's like a new revelation every time. a gorgeous revelation. the delightful dark ruby juice running down my fingers as i pluck the fruit from the pomegranite's womb. everytime i pull back the white spongy pulp and find behind it many juicy jewels packed tight and plentiful i feel a little thrill. i can't eat a pomegranite just anytime anywhere. i need lots of time to dig and pluck. i also need to be somewhere where it's ok to be juice covered, sticky and primal in my food enjoyment. so basically at home. eating a pomegranite is a special time for me. special alone time. just me and the ruby sacs as they are called. how can there be something so perfect and joyful as a pomegranite in the world?

yesterday i got up and drove karey to the ferry, came home and read in the book of mormon (i'm in the jesus chapters now, and it's quite timely and seasonal too). i had a lot plans of things to do, but after i went for a run i didn't do much. i sat playing spider solitaire and listening to vinyl cafe for more time than i'd like to admit. when i finally creaked this aging body with an aching back out of karey's non-too-supportive chair and into the shower all the oomph had gone out of my oomph if you know what i mean. i didn't even want to do my hair afterwards. so i just did the minimal. then i lay down on the couch to write a to do list. hahaha. i fell asleep and it lasted for a couple of hours until someone called for heather. i'm afraid my responses might have sounded rude. that's because i wasn't really awake and didn't know what day it was or what time it was, etc. my nose was cold and maybe that's all i needed to get a cold, because i got one. but i forced myself up and cleaned the living room, feeling like a good girl, a positve contributor to the community for doing so. then i sat at the computer again, doing similar activities as previously mentioned. tania called to say that she was at the airport and i went to see her and say goodbye and give her evboo's present so she could give it to him in spain. tania is moving to surrey to be a live in nanny. she is very happy about it. she'll be pretty far away though. she said they live close to langley but it only took 25 minutes to get to the airport. something about that does not compute for me, but i didn't want to burst her bubble. she doesn't have a great comprehension of the vancouver area, time and space and all that. on the way home i stopped at subway and indulged in a roasted chicken sub on italian herbs and cheese cut the old way. when elicia got home she asked me if i wanted to play Christmas music with her. so we had a jam session. she on her flute and me on my trumpet. i'm getting better a little bit at a time. now it's possible to reach a high e, if not on the first try, on the second or third. she played alto on her flute and i played the melody. we tried it the other way around, but i overpowered her. it's was hard. i tried to play quietly, but it's a trumpet verses a flute, i mean common. we had lots of fun. then we sang once in david's royal city together and taught ourselves the alto by playing it on our instruments. then we sang acco polco.

i went out into the living room and linda was watching harry potter three at a very high volume level. (oops) so i sat and watched it with her. there was a lot that i didn't remember. it's been a while i guess.

this morning was really nice. i listened to some general conference talks and felt edified. after church i made pancakes for supper (i'm out of supper ingredients) and sat and knit a long while. randy came over around seven and now they're all (except elicia and me) downstairs watching the survivor finale. i just can't bring myself to watch it on sundays. i enjoy the sunday spirit too much.

tomorrow's my first day on the new job. ugh. i say ugh because i feel anxious about it, but at the same time that i say ugh, i think that everything will probably be allright. life's like that.

ps. this will say saturday because that's when i started with the first two sentences about the pomegranite, but most of it was written today, sunday from 8-9 pm. (just for argument's sake as even would say)