didn't I see you cryin'

I don't know how to play any instruments but music has always been something that I have loved. It can make me so happy when I am down, it can offer me condolences or even just commiserate with me when I need it. I can sing my heart out when I am all alone, replay my favorite song over and over in my own head. I have even made a fool out of myself a couple of times and tried kareoke. Ok, maybe not a complete fool seeing that I got some compliments. It is a part of my life that I truly enjoy. That and animals. Don't get me started on how much puppies and kittens make me swoon. Some people (lovingly) call me Elmira, lol.

amazing grace

Mom came in to wake me up this morning. My aunt Jenny died last night. As hard as it is on everyone I think it is for the best, she was sick for some time. She was an angel in life so I am sure she will do well where she is now.

As for me, I am far from being an angel. Over the years I have had people say that I am perfect. Can you believe it? I have not only proved most of them wrong, but I realized how easy it is for people to delude themselves. You are only setting yourself up for disappointment when you believe that anyone has it any easier in life than you. Or believing that they are better than you is a big mistake as well. This weekend was probably the hardest weekend of my life so far and yet I believe I will come out of my heartache eventually. Others are not always so lucky. With Jill and I moving into town this coming weekend it is a step in the right direction. I can't wait.

at the car wash, yeah!

I finally got to the task of cleaning my car today, it was still pretty dirty from my back road incident. It's nice when a chore can actually be enjoyable. The beautiful weather helps too.

There is a new Pope: Cardinal Ratzinger has been elected and his new title will be Pope Benedict XVI. It is a monumental moment, and since I read not long ago about a prophecy that there are only supposed to be two more Pope's _ever_ it's a little frightening that he is already 78. Not to mention German. Sorry that last one is a joke. None of this truly effects me personally but I still hope that he does well for the church. As for Armageddon - I hope he has a long reign.

I remember you

I heard that song tonight, I think it is by Skid Row. It and many other things this week have made me wonder, what makes something memorable?

I saw a guy in the library today someone who I took a class with a whole year ago and he came up to me, remembered my name and said he should apologize because he thought he may have made me uncomfortable that last day when he asked me to go for coffee. I do remember him, but to me it was not so memorable because despite his worries, I just had somewhere else I had to be. Another incident at a gas station, someone I thought would likely remember me didn't really seem to. Ouch. Then there are other times, for all of us it seems, that you pretend like you don't remember someone when you actually do. I don't think we are bad people for doing it, it's human nature. It's funny and amazing how we work. I am satisfied with what little memory I have now to make the best from the good and the bad. And for those of you who remember me and will acknowledge that you do know me (hehe), thank you.

Speaking of what is memorable, it is the 25th anniversary of the first Marathon of Hope. Now who could forget Terry Fox?

she will be loved

I don't mind spending every day... doing this. I was up a little late - yes I am back into my old bad habit, but I got up knowing I had the day to myself and I was gonna enjoy it. Not that I did anything oh so exciting, I was at the bank, went to fill out my EI, I might as well get something while waiting to go back to work, dropped off a cheque for my dad and then got groceries.

You may ask what was so great... but then as I came home I remembered that they are trying to make De Roma a tourist attraction. And since my car was just inspected and legal I thought I would take a detour. It is a lovely day out and I knew I would be going on dirt road, but I didn't care... until I was almost stuck up to my bumper in mud. I am a good driver though and luckily was able to save myself a lot of walking (not to mention embarrassment) by skillfully backing up and whipping a shitty as my sister likes to call it , in lay mans terms - a donut, hehe. It can only get better right? Well, of course I got a lot of mud on my car and on arriving home I went to see if I could hose the car down a little. Well, the hose isn't hooked up yet and so I will be heading into town later with a pretty dirty car. Ah, the messes I get myself into....