Sick

I don't consider myself overly tough. But I also don't consider myself to be a girly girl or a fraidy cat. Even with my intense fear of spiders, I still don't usually react like I did today. Yet here I was putting away some packing materials and a large brown spider was all of the sudden on our kitchen table less than a centimetre away from my hand. Without thinking I screamed and ran about 15 feet away. I screamed. Everyone in the office could hear me scream. Not a yelp or a quick intake of breath. An actual scream. I've seen way bigger spiders than that before. I've seen gynormous wolf spiders in Florida washrooms. I've seen scary gross huge spiders in crawlspaces province wide. I've seen good size spiders in my own bathtub. And while all of them freaked me out, I usually tremble in silence and deal with it (unless someone else is around who will kill them for me). To scream and run while at my place of employment was so embarrassing.

Turns out, according to a knowledgeable staff mate, it was a brown recluse spider - which is poisonous. They aren't supposed to be in this province, but I was unloading shipping materials that could have come from anywhere.

I'm totally not doing the shipping next time.

Things I think are cool

The Galapagos Islands. I have decided that I want to visit them. They have 3 kinds of boobies there. Blue footed, red footed and masked. I want to go and see the Galapagos boobies.

Been awhile. I go through these cycles of debating whether I want to continue my blog or not. I can't say I'm a natural at writing these things. And what it might come down to, is that I'm just a little bit on the lazy side sometimes. I'd prefer to read someone else's than think of something clever for my own. But I think I shall continue for a bit yet - because I have a trip in the planning stages! And that was the whole point of this - to tell you of my journies. I've been doing a lot more managing at the office recently, though, so I haven't been travelling much for work. And most of my work stories that I do have, have to remain confidential anyway - so I've found it hard to talk about on here. But before I descend too far into rambling, I shall show you a picture of the place I just returned from. It is a family church camp in Washington that I've been to a couple times now. Beautiful, relaxing, surrounded by pleasant friendly people. I quite like it.


I wish I'd gotten a picture of the lake but you can imagine that if you turned around 180 degrees, you'd be looking at a pretty lake with a big hill (that some might call a mountain) in that background.

I live in a very awesome city. It is especially fantastic in the summer. A couple of weeks ago a good friend and I attended a Shakespeare play that was done in a tent next to the river. Here is us at the play.


We tried to get a shot of our faces but in ever single one either Ang's eyes were closed or I looked high. (And just so there are no rumour's started - I wasn't actually high - just looked it.)

At the intermission we went outside and looked at our beautiful city which is known for its bridges.


How I love it here during the summer. The temperature is dropping dramatically this month. We went from a July full of above 30 degree temperatures to barely hitting room temperature during the day and getting down to 6 and 7 at night. I preferred the hot and if any weather controllers are listening - please give us a wicked hot Indian Summer.