A week? Who would have thought it would take me a WEEK to post?

Okay, so I kind of considering participating in the blog posting month thing that everyone else is doing. But, I can barely manage once a week lately and my schedule is just getting crazier. Plus, I've got a couple weekends where I'm out of town potentially without any internet access.

On to life. I attended a conference through Intervarsity this weekend. For a long time, I was upset and felt as though I was getting very little (or even nothing) out of the talks. But then last night, I walked into the "Town Hall" at camp, and one of my friends looked at me and said "Let's talk" like she knew I needed it. After talking and crying for like an hour, I realized that I was in fact gaining things from the weekend. It made it a lot easier to sit through this morning's session, and I actually gained a lot even though I didn't expect to.

We had amazing worship time, at least one person became a Christian (especially cool when you consider most of the people there already were, after all it was a Christian conference) and a ton of growth happened among many.

I'm glad I had the experience, but I'm also glad to be home. I should get moving on some homework. Or maybe I'll stick with quiet time. I'm not sure yet. But, I'm going to try to get back here more often. And I have a ton of pictures (maybe even one of me) from this weekend that I'd like to share at some point before I head to Vegas on Friday night.

I don't have a title. So this is what you get!

That last post was number 200. Yes, 200! And I didn't even realize it. I remember how excited I was at 100 - who would have thought I'd be too stressed to even notice 200. In those 200 posts, I've received about 470 comments. Wow! Exciting. When I first started this blog, I wasn't sure if anyone would read it, but I have fairly solid reader base now. Even if I don't post for days.

I just found out that one of my major assignments I thought was due this week, is due next week. Which is super exciting, even if I'll probably try to get it done this week because I'm out of town next week for a conference. I'm excited about the conference, even more so today because I decided what I was going to wear to the Halloween dance party on Saturday night. Hello, I have the perfect Cinderella dress, add a $2 tiara and there you go. Shoes don't really matter, since the gown is floor length and no one will be able to see them anyhow. But, I have a couple choices and that's all that matters. And, it'll be like the fourth or fifth time I'll have worn this particular dress, which was originally a prom dress. So there.

I'm watching the World Series but only really half heartedly. I like both of the teams (even the one that knocked my team out! Which is probably why I dealt so well with our knock out. But, I love the music that accompanies the games. How it's live. And people I know. So, I'm gonna get back to that.

This post has been four days in the making...

and yet, it has nothing to do with those four days. First, I'm going to link to two articles about Corey Lidle. Because I never really said much and I just cried. Again.

Secondly, I have midterms this week. Oh so many midterms. And I'm so overwhelmed that it's not funny. Although, right now I feel a little better than I did last night. Because I actually got something done. I finished my midterm for one class (the tutoring one. The midterm was like 7 pages long typed.), wrote a journal for another class and now have a lesson plan to do and then one more paper. And then I can breathe. Unless I actually get plane tickets for this weekend. At which point, I will continue working, so that I am all caught up for next week. The reason I feel so bad this week is because of the San Francisco weekend, which while totally worth it, definitely put me far behind.

Speaking of that trip, it was fun, I had a blast. And did more shopping and walking than I'd ever imagined possible. And found out that Victoria's Secret doesn't carry a bra in my size. So while my aunt and mother were getting new bras I was sitting in the comfy chair outside the dressing rooms. Which sucked. And made me feel fat, even though that's not really the truth.

Mary P. has very interesting (and aggravating) post up about a website that is stealing our posts. Granny (I think, sorry if it wasn't you Granny and was someone else) mentioned it earlier, and I know that a couple of my posts are up there. Which makes me very angry.

Can you tell that I'm all written out? I can't form proper sentences. So if you've actually made it this far, congratulations!

And now, I have class so I'm out of here. Maybe I'll be back sooner.

San Francisco, here we come!

So, I'm in San Francisco this weekend. And my car is being parked for $46 a night. FORTY SIX DOLLARS for each night. Are they freakin' crazy???

Sometimes I wonder where I get some of my little kid tendencies. Like the inability to sleep through the night, especially when excited about upcoming events. And then my mother wakes me up 45 minutes earlier than previously planned so that we can hit the road. And since I was driving, I had to get up. It worked out, because we were 45 minutes early to SFO where my aunt was flying in. From Toronto. Oh, did I not mention that's why we're in SF? Ahh! She's in for a business conference, but we spent all day yesterday together (and when I get home, I highly expect to sound even more Canadian than I already do. Because, that's what happens when I spend extended periods of time with my mother's family). And went shopping. it was quite thrilling. I didn't spend a penny and yet I got a new book, new luggage and I think new pajama pants when we go back to the Pink by Victoria's Secret store. I also learned that Victoria's Secret doesn't carry a bra in my size. So while they both got bras, I didn't. Oh well, I'll live.

We took a taxi down to Fisherman's Warf last night and ate at Joe's Crab Shack. Where we had a really cute waiter. Who we then found out was only about 14 years old than me. And has a 10 year old. Okay then. Next...

We tried to find a cable car to ride on the way back. But failed. And walked up much of Powell from the water. And finally got a taxi to stop for us. So, instead of walking we took a terrifying taxi ride. I'm not sure which I would have preferred.

I paid for 1 day's internet at the hotel. So I'll probably be back later. For now, I should go do some homework. Or take a shower. Or something.

Tears...

Wow, just wow

And now back to my regularly programmed homework hour.

Apparently I never made it back

My weekends have suddenly gotten busier than my weekdays (or at least just about as busy). I went out Friday night and got back to my friend's apartment at like 2:30 in the morning. For me, who goes to bed at like 10, that was a nice change. And I wasn't even really that tired. Then, I went to K and B's and stayed with K while she napped. And napped while I was at it, because you know? Why not?

I then went to a classmates house and watched her two little ones. Who are 2 yrs and 3 months old. And the 3 month old wouldn't stop screaming. Ahhh! But, it all worked out in the end. And then we went to Ramadan dinner. Which was definitely interesting, and informative. And I will write a paper on it for my multicultural ed class and earn some extra credit. YAY! I need it already.

And the next five weekends are even crazier. With a trip to San Francisco, 2 trips to Vegas, one to Chico (or thereabouts anyhow) and one to Denver. So if I don't post often, don't be concerned. Not that I've been too consistent lately anyways.

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!

You know, I had a title, but I don't think I like it anymore!

Yesterday, when K and I were leaving to go pick up B, I noticed that the house was a mess and I know that dad doesn't like that at all, and probably would have asked the kids several times to pick up. I told K we needed to clean up when we got back, and she was quick to say ok. Then, I asked her, do you and B listen to daddy? Her response? Sometimes! Then I asked do you listen to Anya and mommy and it was an immediate YES! Hmm, perhaps he should spend some time with them!

Then in the car, B was really disappointed that I wasn't staying the night. It was like he didn't trust that dad could handle dinner and bedtime, even though he has done it before. I'm about to head there for three hours today and I'm there all day Monday and Tuesday morning, so it's not like I'm just not going to be there. But, I shouldn't have to be. Parents should be able to care for their own children without a ton of problems... I'd hope!

I'll be back with more (hopefully while K naps, unless I sleep too...)

Only 66%??

Your Stress Level is: 66%

You are prone to stress, and you're probably even pretty stressed right now. Life's problems seem to pile up on you, and this often makes you feel depressed and burned out. Learn to take time to relax and enjoy life, even if things are stressful. It's the only wa you'll get through the bad times.

How Stressed Are You?

As I post this, read some of the 150+ blog entries that I'm behind according to bloglines, finish reflections on a lesson plan and chat with a friend (who I think may have the potential to become more than I friend. ooh, intrigue!), all while I have to be up tomorrow morning in time to take K and B to school? Yep, only 2/3 of me is stressed...

More random postings before class

I finally bought a USB flash drive. You know, those things that you can store a ton of information on, so that you don't have to email everything to yourself in order to print it? At least that was the case for me before last week, because I don't have printer hooked up to my laptop (my laptop which is basically useless anyhow for another day or so until I get another power cord from Best Buy). And now, I'm in love. Because I can type anywhere (as long as the computer has word or WordPad or something) and save it to a little tiny thing that I can carry around with me. It's grand!

I'm working something like 45 hours this week. Me. Who during the school tries to keep it under about 20 hours max. I'm with K and B for 36 hours and at my mom's shop for another 7 or so. K and B's mom is going to visit her sister and will be gone for five and a half days. Two school pickups and three school dropoffs. Guess how many dad is handling?? None. Not a single one. I've got one pickup and two dropoffs. And the entire day on Monday (because, B doesn't have school on Columbus Day at his private school) to entertain two children who will be sorely missing mom by that point. At least when I had them for a week things were consistent. Saturday we're going to make dad take B to his soccer game (he hasn't gone to any this year...) and I'll stay with K while she sleeps (aka: homework time!).

I've got about forty minutes before class starts and I'm thinking I'm going to run across the street to grab a smoothie or something. Today's the first day since Saturday that I don't feel nauseous, which is nice. I actually went home before one of my classes yesterday just because I couldn’t face driving home at 10pm on no food and hardly any sleep. My professor didn’t seem to understand, or at least she certainly seemed to beg me to stay. Yeah, it wasn’t happening. I needed my bed then (or at least an hour from then when I got home) not 4 hours later. I really don’t care for her, and I’m really waiting for a chance to evaluate her. She keeps talking down to me and others in the class and that’s just not acceptable.

Here's one for you!

Last week, K and I were at the park and she was acting up.

I told her, "If you'd prefer we could just go home."
Her response? "I prefer to go down the 'lide."

Ah, isn't three-year-old attitude fun??