Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings. ~ Jane Austen

Saturday, March 30, 2013

The Grave

Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior
Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Paper on Biblical Courtship

Finally done writing my paper on Biblical Courtship. I just need to read it over with a clear head. And get my sister to tell me if it's missing anything. So happy. It is due the end of this month. (4 days away)


Almost done
Why is it so hard to decide where a paragraph should go?
Just not where it is now
Oh, and the conclusion....
For now
But still,
I'm almost done

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

The Gift of Concentration

Concentration is a gift
Which I don't have
Writing is a gift too
I like my writing style 
(whether or not other people do)
But writing fast is a gift too
And I don't have that gift either.


Shrek: it's been too long
Donkey is the best

Soft Butter

You know it's spring when: the butter is soft enough to spread in the morning.

The Life of Irena Sendler

A movie (last night was girls' movie night). About a Polish woman who lived during World War II and smuggled more than 2,500 Jewish children out of the Warsaw ghetto, saving them from death at the hands of the Nazis. A true hero, she was caught and tortured in an attempt to persuade her to reveal where one of her contacts lived. She was sentenced to be shot by a firing squad because she would not give up her information. She lived because one of the Germans on the firing squad was bribed to free her. She hid in the mountains for the rest of the war. Not one of the children she rescued was found by the Nazis. She was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize in 2008, but lost to Al Gore because he made some slide show on global warming.

Monday, March 25, 2013


Some little boys who live a few houses down were already biking up and down the sidewalk yesterday; between two- or three- foot piles of snow.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Spaghetti Dinner

Start spaghetti
Coloring paper
Garlic bread
47 people
Lots of food
Happy people
More food
Loud room
Talking, fellowship
Sing song
Dessert of ice cream
Ice cream toppings (nostalgia sets in)
So good
Clean up
Washing dishes, cutlery, cups, crock pots
Six hours after I left: home

Desperate People

All these people, advertising that they are desperate for a relationship. It makes me sad. Not only because they are not happy like I am. That is a small part. Mostly because they are trying for happiness on their own terms. Desperate enough for a relationship they'll do anything. They think that is what will make them happy. They are not trusting and content in God. If they really think a relationship is the thing that will make them happy, they will never be truly happy and content and full of joy. That is what makes me sad.

Friday, March 22, 2013


The black sky brightens to a dull grey. My dog prances at my bedroom door, wanting out. Why is it so hard to get up in the morning?

Thursday, March 21, 2013


Bacon. Need more be said?


Just joined Instagram. How could I resist? :) I love taking pictures, and this gives me something to do with the pictures I take.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013


I went snowboarding today. Probably my last run of the year. Another bittersweet moment. I wish I had someone else to go with, it was pretty lonely today. But it's final. Spring can really really come now, please.

Piano... or Snowboarding :) ?

Concentration goes out the window. Piano practice? What's that? Can't concentrate on that when I'm going snowboarding this afternoon. :)


Dance like no one is looking
Sing like no one can hear
Love like you've never hurt before
Live like there's nothing to fear
~ Newsboys

Tuesday, March 19, 2013


Lord help me to concentrate on the things I need to do.

Hebrews 3:7,8 (NKJV)

Today, if you hear His voice,
Do not harden your hearts as in the rebellion...

Monday, March 18, 2013

Life of Pi

Life of Pi. Makes me want to read the book.

Piano Practice

If I spend an hour on technique and twenty minutes on each song every day, five days a week, that's four hours a day, twenty hours a week. Three weeks til music festival means I'll practice, between now and then, sixty hours. Fourteen weeks til my exam means 280 hours spent practicing piano for my grade 9 exam.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

This Weekend Was

Talking late and sleeping in
Mario Smash Bros
Nutella cookies
Painting nails
Jetpack Joyride
Leafs vs Jets and a shootout
Sitting up late together
Sunday and church
Young peoples 
Home again

Friday, March 15, 2013


Last shift of the year 
The possibility of never going back
No more waking at six
No more lugging 50 lb mats
No more joking with the customers,
Laughing with my coworkers.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Coffee and Sonya

I love it when we go out for 'coffee'... and get fruit smoothies inserted so we aren't up all night. We could probably talk for twice as long as we did, without running out of things to say. We two are like peas and carrots. We are so alike. We make each other laugh and giggle so so much. Two blondes, with such similar personalities. I wonder what people around us think. Not that it matters. If we knew we'd probably just laugh some more. We need to do this more often. 
I am so blessed.

I Love Lucy

Every day with lunch, the show 'I Love Lucy'. I think it's her facial expressions that make the show. And I'm not sure how anyone could possibly get into so many awkward situations.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Talking With You

I love our talks. How we can talk all evening and still have things unsaid when we say goodnight.


Grey skies
Gently falling snow
It swirls around the yard before settling on the trees the fence the grass
Covers the new growth in a gentle blanket
Tomorrow it will be gone again
Or maybe on Friday.

Good Morning

When your boyfriend sends you a text that starts "Morning beautiful" <3 Just made my morning... Probably my day. Is that a little extreme? :)

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Night Shift at the Tube Park

The joy on a little girl's face when I push her tube down the hill. The smiles and laughter when I say 'yes, I can spin you down the hill'. The utter exhaustion of moving mat after mat, and still having more to move. The feeling of peace driving home so late at night, almost the only one on the road. Bed.


Little black squirrels, munching on the bird seed already picked through by the birds. The stuff that has been dropped on the ground in mounds. Birds flit from branch to branch. Piano music. Working in the melting snow.


Heating pads
Baseboard heaters
Little dog
Cozy shirts
Favorite hoodie

Monday, March 11, 2013

Saturday, March 9, 2013


Lovely almost-spring day
Sunlight shooting across open blue skies
Piles of snow slowly shrinking
Natural light streaming in through the windows 
Brandon and Jacob playing chess
Silent house except for Jacob's constant chatter
Sleeping dog, chirping bird