I'm not sure what more I can add to that statement. It just. Is. True.
I am growing to love the lower mainland more and more everyday but the unending days of rain do get right into your soul sometimes. I find myself feeling as soggy and grey as it looks outside. Not today though!
note of thanksgiving...
I was reading about Feudalism with my son and nephew. What a crazy world that would have been. Being born into wealth and privileged was like winning the lottery. It didn't happen to many but for those few, wow! The rest of the poor blokes kind of got the short end eh?! We were talking about the differences in our political systems and I was struck with how blessed we are to live here, in Canada, in 2007. Despite the horror in our world, we are surrounded with so much choice and beauty. I feel sad sometimes about what we choose to make of our great fortune. I'm sure God looks at us and weeps some days. On an upper note though, I am grateful everyday to live here, in Canada where my children can grow up safe and happy.
Little choices...big differences...
I think it's the little choices we make to do the right thing even when no one is watching that accumulates into a life of greatness. I listen to some people and am in awe of their peace and wisdom. I think they've learned the secret of taking the little steps everyday.
War with the scale...
I wonder if this is what I'm to be learning from my weight watcher's journey. I had another little freak out time lol. I'm such a loser sometimes I'm embarrassed to be me! But it will make everyone else feel superior so perhaps it's a good thing. (I'm doing my part and all that).
I'm not sure how good it is for me to have a scale. I begin to stress the day before my weigh in and start to stand on the darn thing waaaaaaaaaay too much. Like there's really anything you can do the night before to affect your weight in any real way!
Anyway, it's probably good for me to lean to work through my craziness:) My husband is not so sure. He thinks it might be like a Crack addict just buying a pipe to have in the house.
Oh and about the Canucks...
My hubby is bummed. I couldn't care less but I'm glad to have my evenings back ;-) (yes I'm mean and unfeeling about the whole sport watching thing)
Hopefully those of you that care have recovered and are throwing your support behind Ottawa.
I'm off to snuggle my littlest girlie...
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3 comments:
Shay, my friend, you need to get yourself up to the Cariboo. It hardly ever rains here, and it's gorgeous! Not as green as home (I grew up in Port Moody), but still, gorgeous!
I have the same crazy scale addiction. You can do a few things to influence your morning weigh in though;
1) Lotsa Wattah!
2) Umm...ahem...sexercise. I can't believe I just typed that.
3) If your PJ's are particularly linty, roll yourself down with a lint brush before weighing, because everything helps, y'know.
4) Don't eat after dinner. This is a good habit in general, of course.
5) I can't think of anything else, but I wanted to have five things on my list. =P
Hi--first timer to your blog and was enjoying the multiple post. As a blogging Dad, I also think there is much to be thankful for. And I agree with you, that many of mankind's choices are disturbing in the extreme.
Thnaks for sharing. Looking forward to reading more.
As for the Canucks...now he can go for the Sens ;)
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