Our Fall Shindig

MCBC youth.... don't miss out!!

we've decided the event will have:
Fun sports (ie, games),
fabulous sustenance,
fine society,
festive soul---
a full smash at the fall shindig!


If you need more info, call me or Fraser (our numbers are in the church directory.)


(oh, and kudos to Simon for the great colouring of the flyer)

When “the almond tree blossoms and the grasshopper drags himself along”…

When my almond tree blossoms...

I want my grandchildren know just where I keep the cookie jar.
I want to host big get-togethers
I want to have lots of comfy, lived in furniture.
I want others to feel welcome and loved.
I want to feel loved and wanted.
I want to be a prayer warrior.
I want to listen to good messages from the “Christian giants”.
I want to read books.
I want to laugh a lot.
I want to still read the comics.
I want to be full of grace, joy, happiness, peace.
I want to dream.
I want to meet my grandchildren’s dates and give them a hard time until I decide if they’re ok, then I’ll dote on them.
I want to lavish.
I want to have loads of knickknacks and bric-a-brac.
I want to rearrange my house periodically (say, once every 15 years! Or every 5)
I want to have great conversations with people.
I want to be a godly example.
I want to do silly things, and dress up just for fun.
I want to go on dates with my husband.
I want to be able to speak words of wisdom.
I want to eat whatever I want.
I want to play.
I want to be unattached to my worldly things enough to gladly give them away to people who will appreciate them more.
I want to live in a house with lots of windows and sunlight.
I want to be surrounded by loved ones.
I want to have laugh lines.
I want to keep growing.
I want to write down good quotes and give them to people.
I want to go on picnics… and have tea parties in the back garden.
Most of all, I want to finish the race well and finally hear, “well done my good and faithful servant.”


I'm actually looking forward to being old. how bout you? What do you want for when you're wrinkled?

Canadian Cookies and Cupcakes

Tonight Kaylah, Deanna, and Elijah came over and we baked up a storm for tomorrow’s “International Night” potluck extravaganza at the church. To represent our Canadian heritage we decided to bake cupcakes (from a mix) and super yummy double chocolate chip cookies (from scratch). Of course, we snitched plenty of dough as we baked… ummmm. what’s baking with out the proverbial raw-cookie-dough-stomach-ache?

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We took some pics of our exploits on the webcam… and then got a little carried away.

As you can see, it turned into a funky hair jam.

Finally, it was time for bed.

John Ching for PM!

For city councillor, actually.
Today, for the first time ever, I went out canvassing. If you haven't had the privilege of meeting Mr. Ching, (yes, that's right--- Amanda's dad) than you are sorely lacking, socially deprived and incomplete. This man is running for City Councillor of Ward 41, and I think you should vote for him. And tell others to vote for him. And let us put a sign up on your lawn. And then bask in the benefits of having him as your city councilor.





part 2 of today's post.

In case you didn't know, today has been a torrential downpour all day. Ok, so i'm exaggerating a bit. But it was constant rain. As I waited on potential voters’ front porches, I decided that I love the sound of rain on my umbrella. I just don’t like the rain in my shoes making them soppy. But the sound is great. It makes me think of Bambi and the “drip, drip, drop little April showers…” song. It also made me think of that great Nora Jones song “Come Away with me”… ahh… so i was singing that one in my head the whole time. I enjoyed it fully. This pic is from Brussels, not that it really matters.

some cat...

Yesterday the girls in my bible study said my cat was crosseyed!!!! No way! ...or is she?

close shave

So i may have started a riot last Wednesday.

I was reading this article and realized...

Scarborough Town center... I was there!
Just after 6... That's just when i was leaving!
Sears parking lot.... that's the lot i was in!

i figure maybe they were fighting over my parking spot.

Actually i was in the lower level lot. the shootings were in the upper level.
Those angel's were working overtime for me that night.

golf...

Amanda and I decided that golf would be so much more fun if we looked the part. And we were right. I was hoping it'd distract from my bad game. There was some excitement around the 4th tee.... concerning a club and lots of blood... i'm sticking to the story involving snarling jealous golf partners, wild chases, self-defence, and cowering male protectors. Thanks to Ryan and his mom for the pink balls and tees.

holland

coming soon to a computer near you

London calling

O la la... Paris

Notre Dame



Sur la tour Eiffel


Crepes and bagettes...


Ahh, gay paris

bonnie scotland

Yelling "FREEDOM!" at the willy Wallace monument





Edinborough castle, and some of the Scotish highlands

the way home...

This is the route i took home yesterday. I was attempting to avoid construction and traffic by dodging through various side streets and winding residential roads. I often had no clue where i'd end up when I got to the end of the road. Needless to say, it took me far longer than it should have to get home. But it was also more adventurous. (isn't this like life sometimes? travelling a road, and unsure of where exactly it'll take me... At least in life i'm in the car with Someone who has a detailed map. He just doesn't let me see it much, although i often ask.)

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This is pretty much the route that my blog will follow from this point on. I'll probably jump around... perhaps i'll post a few past journal entries, some art, put in a few flashbacks now and again... if I actually keep up with the postings. We'll see. So far my rate is few posts a year. But i can change. why are you laughing? really, i can. (just look, by my last year in university my all-nighters had probably dropped to only 3! I'm so proud of that!)