Scribbles in the Sun

I've had some irate friends tell me that it's time for me to update my blog, so I'm back! Yes, it has been difficult to find the time lately to update this page, but I promise to do better! I would first of all like to draw your attention to one of my links entitled "Daily Dancer". If you couldn't tell from the name, it's a guy who posts a new dance every day. You've got to see it to believe it. I found the link through a friend of a friend, so I hope it's kosher to steal the idea, but it's too good not to share! I'm also putting a link to Sean's band website, Flood of Fire. I'm not biased as a sister, but I think they're just the best, and I'm not above shamelessly promoting these guys as much as I can. I've just looked at what I titled this blog entry, and I'm not sure if I should change it. First of all, it tells my age (ha!) and secondly, I don't really think I'm a drama queen but I wonder if oth...

Have you ever had one of those days when you wonder why you got out of bed? I got up extra early this morning with plans of going to Calgary for a children's ministry luncheon. It was snowing and blowing, but I thought it might be alright so I drove to Red Deer. I got to Gasoline Alley (south R.D.) and wimped out. The roads were wet and it was snowing harder, so I called and cancelled. Then I found out that the children's pastor at another church in Red Deer went, so then I felt like a HUGE loser for not going. As I was exiting off the highway and getting turned around on a side road, I ran over a curb. That settled it! I'm not going, because now I'm just mad! So to calm myself, I went to Scott's Parable Christian Book Store to pick up some Alpha manuals that we need for this Monday. They usually have tons in stock, but they were totally out and not expecting any until later next week. So I drove back to Sylvan, and decided to stop at home to pick up some...

Well, I survived Christmas and New Years, including all the parties, the food, and the travelling. I got home yesterday afternoon after a harrowing drive through Edmonton with no power steering. When you have no power steering fluid, it's all about the wide turns and the muscle power (which, sadly, I'm lacking). The worst part about going on holidays is the unpacking at the end, so my giant suitcase remains perched on my bed. It will probably move from my bed to the floor and back again numerous times over the next couple of days, until I get so fed up that I....drag it into the kitchen. My philosopy is why make the extra effort? Just use what you need as you need it, and eventually the suitcase/cosmetics bag/backpack will empty itself. If my mom is reading this, she is probably cringing right about now, Jamie is shaking her head in disbelief, and Joy is in total agreement. (Don't deny it Joy, I've seen your room...) Happy New Year everyone, and may your wildest...