his name was baxter

crazy night. i get a phone call around 5 from a lady in the church i attended in regina. her nephew, whom i knew back in the day, has a girlfriend who was in a car accident this afternoon near my city. the nephew was rushing here from edmonton but it was going to take a few hours and they were worried about the dog. whose name is baxter. so i got to track down baxter from the spca and bring him home. i'm feeling quite lazy and the whole story would take too long to type but in the end it took me 3 hours to get the poor little guy. i brought him to my house, took him for a quick walk and then thought we'd settle down for a couple hours and chill. yeah right. that little dude humped everything in site. my friend Ang came over and we laughed and laughed and laughed because he just wouldn't stop. so now all my blankets need to be washed. but i was glad that i could help out an old acquaintence. and the dog was cute, just gross.

so anyway, that didn't turn out to be a very good story. but too bad. i'm tired and going to bed.

resolute-ing

Okay. New year. New Shannon. No more sitting around and gaining back the ten pounds you worked so hard to lose over the past two months before your perfect holiday. No more being unmotivated and not cleaning up the house and sleeping in everyday and being late (like 5 minutes) for work. No more.

So I got back from Mexico and my beloved main floor roomate had left. Sadness to the extreme. But I am starting to get used to it - although I will never like it. I spent the next week doing literally nothing. Then I went home and had a lovely Christmas, caught a friend's wedding on the 29th and then went to my church's new year's retreat. Now I am home and it's a new time. I am going to clean up and organise my house, lose those ten pounds again, ski as much as possible this winter, and keep learning how to climb up big walls. Yep, that's the plan. I suppose that it could be considered an unofficial resolution.

So I started tonight by cleaning out the fridge - it's so nice and sparkly clean right now. Tomorrow I am going climbing and then out for supper with a friend. Then I will clean the bathroom. And I need to go shopping. I was talking with my friend Ang the other day about how much both of us hate going to the store. I realised that I will eat the grossest food for several days in a row, or wear absolutely every pair of underwear and socks when I run out of laundry detergent, just so I won't have to drive to the store. It's different in the summer but in the winter, once I get home, I really don't like to leave again. And the other funny thing is that once I'm actually at the grocery store, I love it. Maybe not so for other shopping, but definately for groceries. I love just being in the grocery store - especially the old Garden Market IGA's.

Well, I must go to sleep now. Happy new year.