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| Although I am a few days late, it's time for my unintentional tradition of blogging only at the beginning of the year.
Since last year, I've made a number of serious changes in my life, most notably that I've gone back to school. As of May 2010, I will be a registered massage therapist. Exciting, no?
I feel obliged to tell you that must like previous years since my Verity days, I've been toying with the idea of reviving this blog in the hope that I'll suddenly have more to say. Stay close to your subscription list in case that happens. I would also like to let you know that despite my delinquency in commenting, I actually have been reading my subscription list on a semi regular basis. So people like Heather and Shari who actually still blog... I've been lurking around on your blogs for a while. 
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| Today I spent the greater part of the day cruising the Michigan freeways, stopping periodically for Starbucks.
Specifically, when my smallest sister sleeps with you, you might think that she was about five thousand times bigger than she is... when you awake at three in the morning teetering on the edge of the mattress, mere seconds from sprawling on the floor. Thus the elephants. Metaphorically speaking.
If you could travel west fast enough so that the sun moves backwards, are you traveling back in time?
My new favorite show is The Office. I am in love with Stanley, because he is so so funny. With extra awesome.
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| 2007, despite its promising beginnings (see previous posts about New Year's resolutions, etc), turned out to be a year of obsessive and addictive behavior, dwindling spiritual vibrancy, and a lot of hurt and confusion on more than one front. In short, it has not been my favorite year.
However, having crested the hill of 2008, I am determined that this year I will be renewed.
I have a few habits that I know have been instrumental in my downward spiral, and I will break them.
I've neglected things that I will revisit.
It's amazing to me how easy it is to zero in on the things that you think will give your life that extra edge to make it really great, and at the same time TOTALLY miss the fact the other things you're not paying attention to were the things that made up the foundation for the extras to stand on. If that makes sense.
Here in 2008, I find that my heart is overwhelmed--so I am determined to rebuild my house on that rock that is higher than I.
I miss you, friends.
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| To the average person, it wouldn't have seemed so bad--merely something to sigh over and move on, but to her it was the latest in a long list of personal failures. As such, it sent her spiraling into another depressing look at the effect she was having on things, turning a small thing into an unsurmountable roadblock on her way to happiness.
She often felt that she wasn't a very "good" person, much in the same way that a person may not be a very "good" violinist, no matter how much they practiced. She went about her decisions with the air of a student nervously surveying a finished paper that she was sure wouldn't possibly earn her more than a C, despite the time and diligent study represented. She just wasn't that good at living.
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| Sometimes I read back over my past blog posts and wonder that I ever had the creative stimulation to pull some of that stuff out of my head. These days I feel kind of old and tired on a regular basis--not exactly the muse of literary excellence. I've determined, however, to give you a few notes on my life, which shall now follow:
My birthday was really awesome. As a matter of fact, I can't remember ever having a birthday that was better in my whole life. This is due in every respect to all my amazing friends that called, wrote, or expressed a desire to send me flowers before they discovered they were so expensive. Thank you everyone, you are a flash of sun in a world of smoggy monotony.
I zeroed in today on the fact that I don't like sleeping during the day. It makes my cranky. I hate that sharp, kind of creased feeling that your face gets, and the nasty taste in your mouth. It's interesting that those things don't happen when you've slept through the night (well... sometimes the taste does). If you've ever encountered me just after rising from a mid-day nap, I'm sorry. I was probably a major grumpy-pants.
Tomorrow our family is going up to visit my aunt and uncle in Port Burwell, Ontario. My mom's side of the family getting together to have a tree planting memorial service for Opa, who passed away in August last year. We all miss him a lot. I guess there's an old cemetery up there that's been abandoned, so Uncle Robert decided a while ago to try and keep it up--mowing the grass and so forth. We're going to plant an oak there in memory... I guess it could kind of be for people buried there too. I wonder if anyone still remembers them.
I found out today that I have a week and a half of vacation time that I haven't used this year. !!! (<-- that's all I have to say about that.)
So, life is pretty good. I have my ridiculously mundane days, my surprisingly chipper days, my mind-numbingly boring days, etc. I'm sure you all have the same.
Oh, and perhaps you don't know? My sister has a boyfriend now.
That's all.
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