ginger chews (chewsday, as heather would say)
friday at work was the 'i can't wait for this work day to be over' kind of day. from the very start my focus was on the arrival of 2:30. that's when i'm off on fridays. it was a busy week. busy because lisa was away all week and busy because our new menu is still fairly new. i miss lisa when she's gone. we have fun being crazy while we work and talking and stuff.
so at 2:40 i escaped from work and went shopping. shopping! hip, hip hooray! my plan was to buy a new suit, suitable for bathing, nudge, nudge, and i accomplished that first. next i made some unplanned but very enjoyable secondary shall we say accomplishments. buying clothes is so fun. if i had money i would buy clothes all the time, but i guess it wouldn't be as fun because you could do it all the time whenever you wanted. but still, "all the time" and "whenever you wanted" sounds good to me.
i got home and i was sitting at my desk, red betty, and something grabbed my attention. it was a note scrawled in red ink on a blue piece of paper. i picked it up. it was the info leif had attained for me years ago about how to obtain a copy of your patriarchal blessing. you may or may not remember that mine were stolen along with my beloved mission scrips back in like 2002 or something. i kept leif's note, but never acted on it. the dumb thing that was keeping me back was the 3 dollars american you needed to send money order or something. lame hey? so as i scanned leif's scrawl, i noted that he left a number for more information, so i decided to call and see what they had to say about the money order and yadda yadda. and basically what i found out from listening to the most unusual voice recording (unusual in that the info was slowly and thouroughly given and repeated in a pleasant manner. seriously. like in giving the address to mail the requests the nice male voice repeated numbers and paused in between. like when does that happen?) was that there IS no charge anymore! i also found out that you can ask for the blessings of your deceased ansestors in your direct line, like grandmothers and grandfathers and so on. cool hey! so i'm requesting gram's and aurilla's. and i'm excited about it.
so this weekend was the single adult conference. i went and actually had some fun. my favourite was friday night. at some point i sat in between heather and matt at the registration table and made name tags for people. sarita was on the other side of heather. she kept getting us plates of chips and veggies and dip and stuff. matt got the bottle of ginger beer for me and him. ginger beer. it's firey and it's good. there were some crazy people at the registration table. it was kind of fun. some of the crazies almost put heather over the edge but she was admirable in the restraint i know she was exercising.
there were these dance cards. you had to fill up your dance card with ten different names of the opposite sex, by dancing with them and group dancing didn't count. when you filled out your card you got entered to win an ipod. well this became a driving force for sarita. she was out to get the ipod. i think it would have been motivational for karey too. i danced one dance with scott and then heather and i played some ping pong in the room between the chapel and the gym. at first we were bashing it back and forth, off the ceiling and walls and stuff. then we became more conservative.
later we danced and it was fun. i haven't really danced in a long long time. it's fun to dance with abandon when you pass the stage of really caring what you look like and just get into it. anette was amazing to watch. she must have so much fun dancing. anyways we got home at around 20 after one and i don't remember even laying my head on the pillow.
crazily i set my alarm for 7 when we didn't have to leave until 8:45. ??? like hello, i must have already been asleep when i did that. it went off and i awoke with a start and only to see elicia frozen in a crouch beside my bed. weird, i thought through the pain of waking up too early. "sorry, i'm just trying to get archie to show him his food." she appologized in whipser. i thudded my head back down on my pillow and screwed my eyes shut. but the damage was done my blinds were open the sun was streaming in and no matter how much my body screamed for sleep, there was none to be had. cruel world.
favourite part about saturday: shelley murley's workshop. it was on the 7 wows of music. she's such an amazing speaker. i cried a lot and if i was alone i probably would have bawled. there was a photography workshop too, but i wasn't too impressed. i did learn something about reflecting the light though, so that was cool.
karey, david brock was there. at the registration table he said to me in his gravely voice "you're not a clarke are you?" "yes i am," i admitted, "and you're david.....brock." brings me back to the days when i was a very very bad stake ysa rep i nanaimo. i must admit i've been very bad in a lot of callings. not that i want to be. it's just that some callings highlight my shortcomings, euphamistically speaking. but truthfully i hated that calling with a passion so that didn't help and meanwhile i loved my young women's calling and that took up a lot of time. so anyways i don't know why i'm confessing and rationalizing in this forum. better just to let go of the past and try to do better next time. ok wise words.
we went to lynn valley for our activity. me and barb. we took lots of pics. we both were freaked out on the bridge. her a little, me a lot. there were so many people! and it was sideways tippy. and i like to hold on to both sides. i took lots of pictures of barb. she was looking so pretty too. she said as i made her stand on this big rock and pose as people were walking by (i told her to be fierce like tyra) "oh yeah, i forgot you're a people photographer." partly true.
i ate two banana cream pie slices. i'm a little ashamed.
after dinner i think i was basically done with the whole thing, but i stayed until the end, helped take down the polka dots and then drove shauna home.
today we got to sleep in because our conference fast and testimony meeting wasn't until 1:30. bliss. i slept until 8. lazy sunday mornings --taking your time to get ready, are so great.
this evening elicia went to see a man about a horse. no, not really. we went to this lady's house to look at a piano key board being given away for free. she ended up living the next street over from us, just up a block. the piano keyboard ended up being one of those little organs. very retro. her husband had a big yellowish handle bar mustache. her name is cora and his name is barry. barry has a son. they were all so cute. barry obviously loved his little organ. he played some of it for us and showed us his books and stuff. we chatted with them for a while. being there in their home gave me a little feeling of being a missionary. you know, going into people's homes that you don't know and getting to know them and talking to them about this and that. elicia and i really enjoyed ourselves. when we were leaving barry who is a bus driver, commented on my necklace and that's when we learned he's all about the jewelry. "not this time" cora reigned him in. we assured him that we'd love to come and see his stuff sometime. barry said he had boxes of jade.
when we got back elicia did some water colour painting and i sat on the orange chair doing crossword puzzles. while on the orange chair, the orange cat came and curled up on my lap.
so at 2:40 i escaped from work and went shopping. shopping! hip, hip hooray! my plan was to buy a new suit, suitable for bathing, nudge, nudge, and i accomplished that first. next i made some unplanned but very enjoyable secondary shall we say accomplishments. buying clothes is so fun. if i had money i would buy clothes all the time, but i guess it wouldn't be as fun because you could do it all the time whenever you wanted. but still, "all the time" and "whenever you wanted" sounds good to me.
i got home and i was sitting at my desk, red betty, and something grabbed my attention. it was a note scrawled in red ink on a blue piece of paper. i picked it up. it was the info leif had attained for me years ago about how to obtain a copy of your patriarchal blessing. you may or may not remember that mine were stolen along with my beloved mission scrips back in like 2002 or something. i kept leif's note, but never acted on it. the dumb thing that was keeping me back was the 3 dollars american you needed to send money order or something. lame hey? so as i scanned leif's scrawl, i noted that he left a number for more information, so i decided to call and see what they had to say about the money order and yadda yadda. and basically what i found out from listening to the most unusual voice recording (unusual in that the info was slowly and thouroughly given and repeated in a pleasant manner. seriously. like in giving the address to mail the requests the nice male voice repeated numbers and paused in between. like when does that happen?) was that there IS no charge anymore! i also found out that you can ask for the blessings of your deceased ansestors in your direct line, like grandmothers and grandfathers and so on. cool hey! so i'm requesting gram's and aurilla's. and i'm excited about it.
so this weekend was the single adult conference. i went and actually had some fun. my favourite was friday night. at some point i sat in between heather and matt at the registration table and made name tags for people. sarita was on the other side of heather. she kept getting us plates of chips and veggies and dip and stuff. matt got the bottle of ginger beer for me and him. ginger beer. it's firey and it's good. there were some crazy people at the registration table. it was kind of fun. some of the crazies almost put heather over the edge but she was admirable in the restraint i know she was exercising.
there were these dance cards. you had to fill up your dance card with ten different names of the opposite sex, by dancing with them and group dancing didn't count. when you filled out your card you got entered to win an ipod. well this became a driving force for sarita. she was out to get the ipod. i think it would have been motivational for karey too. i danced one dance with scott and then heather and i played some ping pong in the room between the chapel and the gym. at first we were bashing it back and forth, off the ceiling and walls and stuff. then we became more conservative.
later we danced and it was fun. i haven't really danced in a long long time. it's fun to dance with abandon when you pass the stage of really caring what you look like and just get into it. anette was amazing to watch. she must have so much fun dancing. anyways we got home at around 20 after one and i don't remember even laying my head on the pillow.
crazily i set my alarm for 7 when we didn't have to leave until 8:45. ??? like hello, i must have already been asleep when i did that. it went off and i awoke with a start and only to see elicia frozen in a crouch beside my bed. weird, i thought through the pain of waking up too early. "sorry, i'm just trying to get archie to show him his food." she appologized in whipser. i thudded my head back down on my pillow and screwed my eyes shut. but the damage was done my blinds were open the sun was streaming in and no matter how much my body screamed for sleep, there was none to be had. cruel world.
favourite part about saturday: shelley murley's workshop. it was on the 7 wows of music. she's such an amazing speaker. i cried a lot and if i was alone i probably would have bawled. there was a photography workshop too, but i wasn't too impressed. i did learn something about reflecting the light though, so that was cool.
karey, david brock was there. at the registration table he said to me in his gravely voice "you're not a clarke are you?" "yes i am," i admitted, "and you're david.....brock." brings me back to the days when i was a very very bad stake ysa rep i nanaimo. i must admit i've been very bad in a lot of callings. not that i want to be. it's just that some callings highlight my shortcomings, euphamistically speaking. but truthfully i hated that calling with a passion so that didn't help and meanwhile i loved my young women's calling and that took up a lot of time. so anyways i don't know why i'm confessing and rationalizing in this forum. better just to let go of the past and try to do better next time. ok wise words.
we went to lynn valley for our activity. me and barb. we took lots of pics. we both were freaked out on the bridge. her a little, me a lot. there were so many people! and it was sideways tippy. and i like to hold on to both sides. i took lots of pictures of barb. she was looking so pretty too. she said as i made her stand on this big rock and pose as people were walking by (i told her to be fierce like tyra) "oh yeah, i forgot you're a people photographer." partly true.
i ate two banana cream pie slices. i'm a little ashamed.
after dinner i think i was basically done with the whole thing, but i stayed until the end, helped take down the polka dots and then drove shauna home.
today we got to sleep in because our conference fast and testimony meeting wasn't until 1:30. bliss. i slept until 8. lazy sunday mornings --taking your time to get ready, are so great.
this evening elicia went to see a man about a horse. no, not really. we went to this lady's house to look at a piano key board being given away for free. she ended up living the next street over from us, just up a block. the piano keyboard ended up being one of those little organs. very retro. her husband had a big yellowish handle bar mustache. her name is cora and his name is barry. barry has a son. they were all so cute. barry obviously loved his little organ. he played some of it for us and showed us his books and stuff. we chatted with them for a while. being there in their home gave me a little feeling of being a missionary. you know, going into people's homes that you don't know and getting to know them and talking to them about this and that. elicia and i really enjoyed ourselves. when we were leaving barry who is a bus driver, commented on my necklace and that's when we learned he's all about the jewelry. "not this time" cora reigned him in. we assured him that we'd love to come and see his stuff sometime. barry said he had boxes of jade.
when we got back elicia did some water colour painting and i sat on the orange chair doing crossword puzzles. while on the orange chair, the orange cat came and curled up on my lap.
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