A touch of culture

I am going to the art gallery to buy a painting. Yes that is right. I had the grand idea to buy my grandparents some art for Christmas. Mom said my very sophisticated idea was an answer to prayer because she was not sure what nice gift to give. Hmm. I am glad I am so refined and polished.

Of course, I can not really take too much credit for the idea because we were desperately trying to think of something to get my boss for our Christmas party last week and one of the other guys in the office said "Why not a painting?" He truly is cultured. He even makes his own fancy wine. Although the members of the Freshwater Biodiversity lab I worked for in university went together and we bought a wine making kit for the lab. My co-lab mate and friend Kristy used to have wine tasting parties where everyone brought truly fancy wines plus we would sample our lab's newest creation. So perhaps I am slightly cultured. Also, the ecologically-based Biology post grads (and us lowly Honours students) often met on Saturday nights to taste fine wines, knit and then go salsa dancing. Actually, I can not tell if that is for or against my arguement of sophistication. Sadly though, I think the true answer lies in the fact that I felt the need to brag about buying art and participating in home-made wine making. I am truly not cultured am I? Sigh.

Seven things to do before I die

While I think about my decision I shall take a quiz. Ah, the stress relief of a quiz.

Seven things to do before I die:
1. The West Coast Trail
2. Learn sign language
3. Secure a husband
4. Have a baby (or two or three)
5. Take a mechanics course
6. Be one of the people that answers the phones on Telemiracle
7. Live in a foreign country

Seven things to do before I die (when I was an idealistic teenager):
1. Get married
2. Become a doctor
3. Go skydiving (hooray! I did it!)
4. Become a missionary
5. Find out my spiritual gifts
6. Backpack through Europe
7. Learn sign language

Seven things I cannot do:
1. Fix my computer
2. Wear a size 2 (or 4 or 6, etc.)
3. Not be emotional after watching a romantic comedy
4. Sit still! I am such a fidgeter.
5. Not sing along to tunes in the car
6. Read Ernest Hemmingway's "For whom the Bell Tolls" (and by gosh I have tried - I always fall asleep)
7. Speak Japanese

Seven things that attract me to my spouse: (Us singletons were supposed to change it to 7 things that I will likely be attracted to or admire in the opposite gender)
1. A desire and ambition to have a family
2. How he will (hopefully) make me feel protected and safe
3. How he finds me amusing
4. How he makes me laugh
5. How he's active and excellent at motivating me to be as well.
6. His voice
7. His gaze

Seven things I say most often:
1. "Fair enough"
2. "Excellent"
3. "Good morning. This is [company name]. Shannon speaking."
4. "Ky" (pause) "HAS A BUM". Except I don't say it - I sing it.
5. "Yeah, no..."
6. "Today, I really wish I had a boyfriend." Most often said in a whining voice to Ky after watching anything remotely sappy on tv.
7. "Sigh."

Seven books I love:
1. Watership Down
2. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (and the rest of them)
3. Plants of the Western Boreal Forest and Aspen Parkland
4. Blue Castle
5. Christy Millar
6. Bridget Jones Diary
7. The Gospel of John

Seven movies I would watch over and over again:
1. Bridget Jones Diary
2. You've Got Mail
3. The Little Mermaid
4. The Sound of Music
5. The Pelican Brief
6. Elf
7. Centre Stage

Too much fun! Still haven't made the decision (see previous blog entry). Sigh.

How to make a decision?

I need to make one but I do not know how. It is about something that I am trying to decide whether to do or not. I see both good and bad things no matter which decision I make. Do I put myself out there, or play it safe? It is something that I have been thinking about for awhile. I even have been reading Proverbs trying to find wisdom about it. All I have so far that pertains is that it is best to be truthful but not rash and that I should gather my thoughts but let God make the decision. The only thing I feel really strongly about is that I should be making the decision soon. But as to what that decision should be, well, I have no clue.

Vague huh?

Polluting

The guy finally arrived to let me into my car after an hour and a half. So much useless pollution all because I am a moron!

And all the way back again...

So, I'm back from Weyburn. And, here I sit. Waiting for the towing guy to get here. That is right, I left my keys in my car which is not only locked but also running. Sigh. At least my office mates got a laugh. I need them to invent a lock that requires only a finger print to get into a car. Actually, I am sure they already invented it, I really just need them to make it readily availible. I wish I knew who them was so I could ask.

To Weyburn (There and part way back again)

I will resist the urge to take a bazillion quizzes this evening. They are so addicting. I thought it was funny that my subconcious (according to the quiz people) was thinking about monkeys the other night. That is the only quiz I will take tonight. Let us see what my subconcious is pondering this time...

..... (Taking quiz) .......

Yikes!!! I'm thinking about guns and ammo! I prefer monkeys.

Okay no more quizzes. Quickly though, since I don't know how to do links yet (I learn technology slowly) if you want to find out what you are thinking about in the recesses of your mind, go here:

http://quizilla.com/users/pollywantacracker/quizzes/What%20are%20you%20subconciously%20thinking%20about%3F/

Anyway, have I ever been having a winter adventure! I was supposed to do a mould assessment in Weyburn on Tuesday (3.5ish hours from home) and the weather was just not good and so I decided I valued my life more than my job and postponed it. But I am a restless creature so the next day when I was bored at work (since I was supposed to be away, I had nothing planned to do) I decided to brave the roads and I ventured out. It was still a little scary in my trusty Sunfire but I went 80 clicks the whole way and survived to Regina (2/3 of the way). I stayed at my favourite hotel with underground parking and had a nice visit with my pal Kristen. She was one of my best friends in university - we bonded over the horror that is Physics. The subject is very interesting it just requires SO MUCH work and to do it all by yourself is practically impossible. But we got a big group of people together and we would spend one night every week after the tutorial doing the assignment together. That class was seriously the basis of my social life for the next 4 years and I am so glad I took it. Ahh, Kristen and Courtney, how I pine for our good times. Digression ended.

So, I got up this morning and finished my trip to Weyburn, rushed through the mould assessment (I completely ran out of time) and drove back to Regina. The roads were okay to Regina but according to the Highway Hotline (I am a complete dork and check it about 3 times a trip) there were "slippery and icy roads, drifting snow, swirling snow, reduced visibility." I do not like to drive when the hotline has picked all possible items that cause crappy driving. So here I am sitting in a hotel room. I ordered a nice herbed cod with rice and veggies, continued reading a book and watched a little Letterman. So far, the trip has been good. Once it is no longer dark tomorrow I will feel much better about tackling the "slippery and icy roads, drifting snow, swirling snow, reduced visibility."

Good night.

journey into my subconcious

I took a quiz and I was thinking about monkeys. I deleted the picture because it was doing weird things to my blog. If you want to take the same quiz to find out what you are thinking about, go here:

http://quizilla.com/users/pollywantacracker/quizzes/What%20are%20you%20subconciously%20thinking%20about%3F/