Friday, March 26, 2010

Happy Weekend!!

We don't get many rainy days here, but today we are having one, half mixed with snow. I had an adorable, cheerful, pink picture I had cut out of a magazine to scan in and post on just a day like today, but my scanner does not always like my firewall protection, and is being finicky. So, I took these out of an email I received, and, without further adieu, Happy Weekend to all!!!!!!









Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Hump Day (as in over the hump of midweek)

Coffee and the paper
That's my wednesday morning ritual.
Good rituals are good habits
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Wednesdays are the days that our local paper comes out.
Most often I go to town,
Pick up the paper, go to Timmie's (Tim Hortons, for you uncanadians)
Have a coffee & a bagel & the paper.
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This morning I didn't go to town,
But still had my ritual.
(I may need 2 cups this morning)
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I have almost an unreasonable anticipation for wednesdays
There is hardly ever anything in the paper that I didn't already know
Small towns being what they are
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I already knew about the state of the timber industry, the new drama lady who had come to town, the fact that we will likely have a harsh fire season because of the dry winter, the occurance of the banker's variety show this past weekend, that there had been a charge in the sinking of the "Queen of the North" in which 2 local residents were never found, that the grad fashion show is coming up, that the Taskeo mine project is controversial, that local teenager Taya is in the children's hospital with cancer, that Art had turned 90, and that our friend Bud had died peacfully.
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I did not know that an impaired driver drove into the ditch, that a home in Forest Grove had burnt down because of a chimney fire, that the Garlic Festival was being resurrected, that 2 local girls had been invitied to play in an elite Vancouver spring hocky league, that there had been a fire drill at the junior high, or that the South Cariboo Idol search is underway.
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I do know that this post will likely have bored you all to tears.
Sorry 'bout that.
That's life in a small town.
And I love it.
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(What I don't know is why when I tab to the next line, there is a space between the lines, does anyone else know??)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

listen to me, go away, i hate you, dont leave me

how do i deal with them
those demons in the night
i toss and turn
they wont leave me alone
these demons in the night
they settle in my head
and whisper in my ear
do it do it do it do it
no one will know
my soul screams in return
at those demons in the night
my hair is twisted
my pillows are balled up
i'm tangled in the sheets
my cat takes off tired of my thrashing about
will they go away tonight
will i give in to them
or can i appease them for one more night
they know my weaknesses so well
those demons in the night
they know the inner me
the real me
the me that hides away from the world
the me that no one really believes is me
they know just where to find me
they know just what to do
they know more than i
because i know not what to do
why am i me
why cant i just be
why wont they let me be
they exhaust me
i want to give in
temporary measures are temporary bandaids
and just don't cut it
thoughts of my children
help me to fight them off
my children
if i didnt have them
i wouldnt be here
tonight i say to them
those demons in the night
go away let me sleep you dont need to feed on me
not tonight
let me put you off for one more night
i will not give in to you tonight
and tomorrow will be a new day

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Launched

Trevor's Acting Debut

Some of you may remember a post I wrote in August
featuring my son & his first acting class,
& his ultimate goal of being a professional actor.
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One of the disadvantages of our small town way up north,
Is the lack of options for that kind of thing.
We are, after all, 5 hours north of "Hollywood North"
aka Vancouver.
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Yes, they have drama classes in school,
but because I wanted him to take a "learning strategies" class,
Trevor was not able to take drama this year.
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Anyways, this wonderful gal named Sheila moved to town
Her loves are teenagers and acting
And she opened a drama "business" (for lack of a better word)
And put on a spring break drama camp, every afternoon for 2 weeks.
The kids wrote a play, produced it, did "head shots" & practiced auditioning.
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Some did it for the fun of it, but for Trevor it was serious stuff.
He blossomed & bloomed in the compliments,
And his self-esteem rose up through the roof.
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He played a grumpy, mouthy, teenaged murder suspect,
which, I have to admit,
wasn't a great stretch of the imagination for him.
But he did it well, I was proud of him,
and best of all....
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He was proud of himself.











Thursday, March 18, 2010

Mirror Mirror on the wall....Who's the prettiest of them all?


"My mommy's the prettiest girl in the world"
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"Well, my mommy's prettier than even a princess!"
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"My mommy's prettier than all the princesses in the whole wide world"

Remember those days?
The days when fathers were heroes and mothers were goddesses?
Doesn't seem like all that long ago.

And I know that reality sets in as toddlers turn into teenagers.
And we're not quite as high on that pedestal as we once were.

Still....

You're reasonably sure you're not,
the ugliest creature on our little blue planet,
Third from the sun

Then your teenager says to you....
"Mom, don't you wish you were as pretty as Demi Lovato?"

That's the nudge that knocks you right off of any precarious hold
you still had on the aforementioned pedestal!!

demi lovato

Tuesday, March 16, 2010




Please ignore my fiddling around...I am trying to figure out how the heck to make this picture bigger.

Monday, March 15, 2010



I have been trying to focus on the main thing lately...
rather...
the main things..(with an s)

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Problem being, I have too many main things.
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I have had to sort through my life
And look at my priorities
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Unfortunately,
Blogging has not been able to be one of them
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That doesn't mean I've gone for good
Nor that I don't think of you all, and wonder how you're all doing
'Cause I surely do.
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And it doesn't mean I've gone for good,
Hopefully when spring break is over, I'll have a bit more time
For my creative self,
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For now though,
my spirit flies on the wind of focus
(Is there such a thing?)
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