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I could vent extensively about how much work STINKS after being sick for 6 days, but the title says it all, don't you think?

Yesterday when the world was heavenly and I was parked on the couch I made a few blog revisions. My favourite is my new banner. This is one of my FAVOURITE pics; of course a fern in my mum's lovely garden. It took me less than a minute to create and 4 HOURS to figure out how to post the damn thing. But I got it now, and have dubbed myself HTML Princess for the day. YAY!

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Polka Dotted and Bored to TEARS!

Okay, this is dumb! I HATE CHICKEN POX! AUGH! I am bored and polka dotted and uncomfortable and tired of this. I just spent 2 hours watching old scenes from Sesame Street on YouTube.

BLAH!
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Cursed by Chickens

For 26 years I avoided it. For 26 blissful years I thought I was immune. But this week I have learned that I was probably more cautious than lucky... for now, alas, I have Chicken Pox.

I am SO itchy, I have spots on my spots and feel sick sick sick. Oh how I wish I had gotten this when I was a kid, and not now.

I WANT MY MOTHER!!!
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More Spring Pictures!

I love it! SO BEAUTIFUL! So warm. This is heavenly.

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JUST ELEGANT!

Oh my goodness! My brother and sister-in-law got me a Marilyn dress! Just like the notorious white dress from "The Seven-Year Itch"!!! I am over the moon!!!! I love Marilyn. I love that movie. I love how she says everything is "just elegant" in that movie. I love my dress. It IS just elegant!

THANKS GUYS!

It's amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In other news, in honour of Mother's Day (and because I have no life) I helped my parents work on building their fence today. Mostly I dug a big hole and chipped at cement. I'm not sure why I thought that I could dig a hole that a bob-cat gave up on, but I tried and I managed to fight free a large amalgamation of cement, brick and stone. We suspect that when their neighbour's house was built in 1907 that they used what is now my parent's lot as the debris dumping ground, as my parent's house wasn't built until 1929. I also got my first sunburn of the season. I don't really care... It's nice to finally be warm :)

Too tired to think of a theme song!

NIGHT!

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SALSA and other adventures!

Salsa class began yesterday, and so the Weekend Theme Song must be "Guantanamera" with Tito Puente.

Class was good, aside from the hopelessly bad-dancer guys. yikes. Some of them were good... most were incredibly hard to dance with. Most of them thought that leading meant holding you in a stern way that didn't allow you to move, but it was sure fun when a guy actually led the way he was supposed to. It took the guess work out of things, and allowed me to DANCE! But I think Kim, Amy and I still had a TON of fun :) YAY! I'm already excited for next week. The flat, sparkly shoes were actually a bit hard to dance in, so I'm going to try heels next week... and maybe a shorter skirt. YOWZA!

Tonight was Kim's grad party at Aussie Rules (which is a dueling piano bar.) It was lots of fun too, and I think Kim had a good time. All in all, a busy but enjoyable weekend.

Now I must, must go to bed!

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Spring at last

I took some snapshots in my mum's garden this evening because it was SO lovely outside. Hooray for spring!!!

Here are some pretty green leaves:

Sprinkler in the sunshine.

Daffodils!

Um... these are pretty, but I don't know what they are.

The lilacs are almost ready to open!

Happy Spring!

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Just.... STOP TURNING.... for five minutes!!!

For the past few years I've had this feeling like if I could only stop the world turning for five minutes that maybe, just maybe, I could get my head on straight. You get out of university and into the real world, and suddenly there are decisions to make. And sometimes we all make the wrong decisions, and I promise I have made many (what on EARTH possessed me to try to move to Vancouver???). But it seems to me that each day the world spins a little bit faster, and clarity seems to disappear a little more, and then out of no where you've lost your grip entirely, and you wonder what happened.

I've been talking to women I know about this. About looking at your life and feeling at a loss. Thinking "how did I get so far off track from where I thought I'd be?" I'm relieved to find I'm not alone, and that women of all ages, all backgrounds, all different situations are feeling the same way as me. Why don't we speak out? What do we expect of ourselves? Will we ever be satisfied? We're all smart, successful, wonderful people... what stops us from seeing those qualities in ourselves?

When I talk to these women, nobody seems to know what they want, only what they don't want. The same thing over and over: "I don't want to be defined by my job." "I don't want this career path." "I don't want to go through life without having made a difference." "I don't want to waste my life being unhappy."

I know that these are also the things that I don't want, but in order to stop this cyclical torment, one must have direction. I'm starting a list of things that are important to me and I hope that this will be the start of something good. Lists, for me, mean order... the next best thing, since stopping the world doesn't seem to be working ;)

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Shoes, Hockey, and Complicated Dreams.

I got sparkly shoes to Salsa in :) They look sort of like these, but with black sequins and beads rather than colourful. I can't stop looking at them... which is good, because the hockey game really isn't worth watching. Poor Flames. Poor Calgary. I feel really bad for them :( Let's talk about something else *sniffle*

I've been having really strange dreams lately. So strange that I wake up at 3am wondering how my brain could have possibly come up with something that bizarre. As I shoveled through paper work today I tried to think my dreams through for any sense or meaning... and didn't find any. So I started to think about what "they" say about dreams... about how you always dream, but often just don't remember your dreams. I started to wonder if my brain was just in "remembering over-drive" because I've been so focused on learning my new job. I'm not stressed about work anymore, so I'm not dreaming about it, but I know I'm still pretty focused on memorizing things, so maybe this makes sense. Maybe I'm even remembering my dreams more efficiently. Well, this satisfied me for a while.... until I thought "what if my dreams are always this strange?" If they are, I'm really glad to forget them. I'm one strange cookie.

Alright, well I guess it's time to see what dreams tonight will bring... I'm guessing it will involve the Calgary Flames in sequined dancing shoes.

Today's song (I'm sorry to say) is the Funeral March for the Flames.

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