life is undulating in it's emotions and outlooks. sunday i felt so euphoric about everything. today i feel like everything's strange and weird (ie. odd and odd). today's yucky feeling is probably a combination of many things part of which is ugly hair. it's one of those days that my hair betrays me in an et tu brutus? kind of stabbing in the back kind of way. haven't i loved you hair? haven't i taken time and effort with you? then why? why? i know why. my hair is trying to humble me. knock me down a few pegs.

it's been a while since i've had enough sleep and i think it shows.

sunday was a good day. with all the showers and stagettes of this summer behind me, i felt carefree. i had a great time teaching sharing time again. this fact alone astounds me. i always thought to myself as a teacher in primary "i'm soooo glad i don't have to teach sharing time!" and yet here i am loving it. it's so fun! children are just wonderful creatures to teach. they are so pure and earnest. so teachable. i feel lighter and happier after an afternoon of teaching them. i think i forgot how much i love that. i used to have similar kinds of highs teaching the children in japan, but teaching them the gospel is so much better than teaching them english. anywho... then choir was so great because we're singing be still my soul now, and evelyn's son brought a cd from his car with an accapella version of the song that was so beautiful and we all listened to it and then discussed ideas about how we could incorperate some of them into our version. i love the way evelyn makes choir a more collaborative experience. it's a special gift she has.

then there was fatima's hair and make-up consult. moninder and i are having our hair and make-up done too. i brought some pics of taylor swift because i'm going to be her twin at fatima's wedding. well... if she was older and wider that is... ok not really but she had some loose curly updos that i liked and that is the whole point. then moninder and i talked while fatima got her two trial hair dos and make-up does. she's going to be a stunning beautiful bride but this is no surprise to anyone who knows her stunning beautiful innards like i do. there's no choice for her but to be what she is.

after the consult fatty and i met d-man at granville island and they bought us some oysters, some sourdough bread and some drunken goat cheese (why didn't anyone tell me about this cheese before??? amy! you had to have known! you kept it to yourself!!! this is a betrayal amy. a betrayal) and some orange blue cheese. we took 'em back to the yaletown condo and daman sacrificed his hands to open the oysters for us. we had a lovely meal of bread and cheese and raw oysters with all the condiments (horseradish sauce, 'cocktail' sauce, balsamic vinegar, lemon juice, and hot sauce). we had sparkling pear juice in wine glasses. the sun was setting and we were eating out on the patio so naturally daman took pictures of our meal as the sun twinkled off of the glasses and the surrounding condos were reflected upside down in the sparkling amber fluid. "this is the life" we said to each other as we slurped oyesters and munched on bread. some of the oysters were really big--too big maybe. the little ones were my faves. daman ate the biggest one because fatima and i wanted him too. that one was a little gross looking and it had a long trail of ooze left hanging out the shell. you can see it on facebook folks.

then we talked like we always do and then i went home.

i need to do laundry and wash some bowls and pack some boxes and clean off my desk and do my work out but i want to do none of these.