I know there is still almost a week left of vacation, but is it ever flying past. Which truley sucks. I'm not even remotely ready to go back.
"Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest... Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid. "
-Captain Jack Sparrow
What a fantastic movie!
Well. Long time no post. This was not because I had nothing to say, Nope I had lots to babble about. It was merely because Bruce, my computer, was internetless due to the beginnings of the highspeedness of my house(and my computer being without an airport card to pick up the signal). But now, thanks to my new airport card, I am online and surfing the waves of high speed net! It feels wonderful.
So, since I was last babbling, I have;
worked
had some fun
shopped for presents
Just today I have;
opened presents
gone to work to feed and walk the animals
visited my grandmother
gone to my fathers for a visit
(and this was all before 12 pm:P)
had Xmas dinner
gone back to work to feed and walk animals again
And here I stand, or sit. It doesn't matter.
In the end all i have to say is. . . Merry Chritsmas and Happy Holidays
Phone Rings......
Me: Hello
Guy: Hi Is Valerie there?
Me: No she's at work right now
Guy: I'm calling from Aliant, I hear she's having trouble with her high speed.
Me: Not yet. . . .
Guy: ....(pause) This is Valerie Maunds' House
Me: yes
Guy: I'll call back after lunch
Me: OK Bye
Things to remember:
-Don't ask Maria about things she's not supposed to know about first thing in the morning
-This is especially the case if it's the phone ringing that wakes her up
-If you are going to get something hooked up for X-mas, tell the company that is doing it no one knows. If you don't suspicious boxes will be left on your doorstep when you are at work, and messages that give things away will be left on the answering machine.
I was rudely woken up this morning by an overly loud family. Apparently it was a good time to bake at 7:30am. I was trying despritatly to sleep, as I had had trouble falling asleep the night before and needed that extra hour or so in the morning. So after some scratching at the door by my dog, and a rude interuption by my sister I rolled out of bed(literally), pulled on many layers and headed to the barn before the weather got bad. It wasn't too cold so it was a great day to give the pony a good workout. Even if that is the only thing I accomplish today.
I am already on vacation. I don't appreciate this storm day. I still have christmas shopping and the likes to finish. I suppose it will wait for me. But I may end up going stirr crazy!!!!!!! Just like the pony!
Let Me Out ! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Change is fickle, Change is funny. I’m not sure I like it. I’ve always been the type to like new and interesting things, but I feel there is a difference between new and interesting, and change. I don’t think human beings are really equipped to cope with change. Actually for that matter, I don’t think animals, or any organism really is. We tend to adapt, but not without some loss. Not everyone in the species will survive the change. I suppose I’m being a bit dramatic now. But if you think at the true animal level, or especially in the wild, many lives are lost due to change. (i.e. change in habitat)
Change uproots people; it kind of topples them sometimes. You find something out and one may not know how to really deal with it. Sometimes we take it head on, sometimes we avoid it, sometimes we just don’t believe it and convince ourselves otherwise. I don’t know why. We should really be able to cope and tackle it head on; we are supposed to be the smart ones after all, right? (hehe mostly wrong) Sometimes change is great, and we jump for it, but it can take a while for it to really settle in.
There are very few changes the will affect only one person. We as humans are too interlinked to do something and not affect another. We may not even be the one doing the something, we may have little control over the doings, but we are still affected. And we must still deal with the consequences, or help others deal with the consequences. I’m not too sure where I am going with this. Am I trying to say that change is bad, No. Am I trying to say that change is? . . No I’m not quite sure where I’m going. Hmmm. That was a bit confusing. Oh well. That’s what a babble is for.
I have had some severly spiratic thoughts over the past couple days. More random then usual. Strange things that have come up and made me smile or frown.
Fathers are funny. I don't see my dad everyday, but I do talk to him on the phone quite regularly. We have a good relationship, but I think he is finally coming to realization that perhaps I am growing up and he does not always, (actually he rarely), knows where I am or what I am up to. I have him on a need to know basis. I tell him what he needs to know. I know this may not be the best way to have things, but he can't expect to know everything and he really doesn't ask many questions. Point being, "daddy's little girl is growing up", and though i may not always depend on you, I still appreciate your support.
Making snowmen is great. Giving them to coworkers as presents doesn't work so well. He was not appreciated and poor Willard was chucked back to me, upon which he was grabbed, thrown , broken and then pieces of him were put down my back! Holy cold! Not very considerate of poor Willard either.
Ever step back, and look what you have/or lack of, and think "would I have seen this happening last week, or two monthes ago or a few years ago?" I mean really. Do we see everything coming? No. And many things we take in stride are actually amazing surprises. If you had asked me in grade 9 what job I would have now, and then told me, I would have laughed at you. Not me! It would be a great oppertunity though. Some things are more predictable. But either way it's life and we don't have a whole lot of control over it.
Drawing a blank. There will be more. Sorry:P
On December 18th, 1966 a masterpiece was born. Dr. Seuss's
How The Grinch Stole Christmas was first shown on TV.
This has to be my all-time favorite christmas special. It may have something to do with the fact that my dog himself is a Who from Who-Ville (though we spell it differently). Yes, Lou Hoo! But ultimatly I think it is just a very special, wonderful classic.
Horton Hears a Who? Now that is also a great movie!
Garfield of course, Charlie Brown Christmas, and the classic Roudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer!
Whoever said it's the little things that matter, was right. It's amazing how just seeing a person you haven't seen in a while can make your day, how a simple gesture can show you they care. A letter, a word, a thought, a phone call, all so simple but so powerful. Sometimes these things seem trivial, but get over that thought, you'll be surprised how much they are appreciated.