Colour part 7

Mon père

This time last week, it was father's day. My present was a tie- a typical gift for a not so typical father. That Sunday morning he picked me up, and being in unfamiliar territory, crossed an intersection thinking that everybody had stop signs and a car almost hit the driver's side of the car... We came home and I went to bed, woke up, and went to work. When I got home he was asleep and father's day had passed. That night I was sad because I wished I could have done more for him, say more to him, spend more time with him. What if that car hit him that morning? I don't want to imagine... It is his presence and energy that fill the rooms of this house and I'm lucky to have such a unique and great father. I can only wish to be more like him.

06/28/09

(I like to ride bikes and watch cheesy movies. My heart is happy!)

Looking Forward

When I was in school, Time was seen in semesters and consequently I felt like I always had something to look forward too: a break, an end, a new beginning. As a full time worker, I feel like I lost that feeling of accomplishment and the possibility of a new beginning. I mourn the excitement and anticipation for “what's next?”. Now, though I still dream, it's a little sadder when looking into the future. My happiness and sanity rest on taking life one day at a time, and to look forward to the smaller things. As it is, I look forward to enjoying summer nights, just walking around outside or biking home, breathing in the night air. I look forward to seeing Julie & Julia in August (thanks Sybs!). I look forward to reading Craig Ferguson's memoir "American on Purpose" this fall. I look forward to seeing Tim Burton's interpretation of Lewis Carroll*'s Alice in Wonderland next spring.  

I look forward to Top Chef season 6! And in between, I look forward to my weekends and the small adventures they may bring.

*Fun fact: Alice in Wonderland was written by Charles Lutwidge Dodgson who used the pseudonym Lewis Carroll.

Colour part 6

Giraffe

Still Tired

I'm seriously exhausted. All I want now is to sleep, but I can't, and I have to go to work. I feel like crying :(

Tired!

Ouf I'm tired! This week went by super fast... busy with work, the gym (3 times this week, yay for me!), sleeping late, waking up early, and today's shopping. I've been good with my money lately, really making an effort not to spend frivolously. Last week's paycheck has barely been touched, used only to buy food, make a donation to help support a friend who's cycling to Quebec City to raise money for cancer research, for a wedding gift, and for a special father's day gift. Ok, maybe "barely touched" is a little bit of a stretch! I often think about money and dream of having enough to quit my job and go back to university... and maybe buy those lovely $400* pair of shoes I saw today while shopping! 

*on sale!

Zebra

Colour part 5

A Powerful Medium, Wasted

I came home from work today wanting to relax in front of the TV, and I found myself watching a whole lot of nothing for too long. There really is never anything of interest on TV these days...

Chalk Animation

autumn story- firekites

3 Day Weekend

Alicia Bock

Unlikely Friends