In my last post I made reference to two shows I’ve been watching a lot of as of late: True Blood and Six Feet Under. Both shows are created by Alan Ball (whose other big accomplishment may be writing American Beauty) and both are interesting in their own ways. Read the rest of this entry ?
Next weekend is my ten year high school reunion.
Will I be flying back to Edmonton for the event? (Which according to my facebook sleuthing seems to be two events – one for the so-called cool kids which I *wasn’t* invited to, and one for the rest of us.)
The answer, of course, is no.
Had my grandmother died two weeks later, maybe I’d be going. But even by being in Edmonton the same weekend as the event(s), I still don’t know if my sense of curiosity would be enough to draw me out.
I still like hot dogs
Early this morning, as I sat watching the latest Star Trek movie in a theatre full of people even nerdier than myself (many in costume), my grandmother passed away.
Yesterday afternoon I was informed her death was imminent. The staff hoped she would survive until the next day when my father was set to arrive, but it had been too long since she had last eaten – she just couldn’t hold on anymore.
Her husband, my grandfather, preceeded her, passing away in December of 2005 after a battle with cancer. Read the rest of this entry ?
Is this the face of a happy person?
I had a birthday lunch with a friend today. (His, not mine.) We went to Denny’s where you get a free meal with the purchase of two drinks and an entree. For the price of an orange juice, I bought him lunch. (His idea, not mine.)
We’ve been friends for a couple years now with pretty significant ups and downs, culminating in the reason I never see him for more than a brief lunch… a baby. (His, not mine!) The child has been a blessing in disguise – The drama which surrounded our lives when we were close is now over and he’s just a doting dad. While our friendship will never be what it was, maybe that’s a good thing.
As we sat there over his breakfast slam and my giant burger (which prompted many “that’s what she said jokes” as I tried to stuff it in my mouth), he looked at me and said, “You look happy.”
In no particular order:
I will…
Live to be 100.
Get involved this year with a man who is over 6’1″, with brown hair and light eyes and who I possibly work with.
Stay in Vancouver, but travel a lot (and work while doing so).
Get married after 30.
Have two children in quick succession in my thirties.
Never have much money, as wealth is not a goal in my life, but the money I have I will use to see the world.
Return home several times this year for celebrations.
Quickly go from relationship to marriage when I do.
Need to be slow with any relationships, as they won’t blossom until June.
Go somewhere hot in November.
I am…
A very caring person who puts her heart on the line too often.
Coming from a strong supportive family.
Close with few people but have many friends.
Willing to push people from my life if they have not been a good friend.
Very connected to a new baby boy.
Going to be a god-mother.
Well liked by my superiors at work.
Connected to the colour aqua-marine.
(**adding more as I remember)
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