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+food
+playing hooky
+survival love

about a month ago, i woke up one morning with a pinching pain in my armpit. in the few days that followed, it spread down my bicep to my inner/side-elbow, along my forearm, and eventually into my wrist and last three fingers. the pain was sometimes sharp and at other moments it was tingly. eventually i started to lose feeling in my fingers which worried me the most. after a few dr. appointments, it was decided that i was experiencing the symptoms of Cubital Tunnel Syndrome and was possibly having some spine trouble. i have yet to look over all of my x-ray results with the dr. but i feel alright. about a week after the onset of pain, i was running for the bus and slipped on some ice. not only did i miss the bus and had to be pulled up by a nice stranger, but i managed to injure my wrist further. this all kept me off the computer for a while as i’ve been wearing a wrist brace. for all you right-y’s, try typing emails and posts with your left hand index finger for 3 weeks! i’m happy to report that though i am still experiencing pain, my wrist is doing much better. so i’m back! i hope to be posting a little more regularly from now on.

toronto is a winter wonderland and i love it. i am not usually a winter person and most of the season i spend a lot of time dreaming of warm and far off lands, flip flops, sipping drinks on a patio, and running through sprinklers. but there is something about trekking through mountains of snow just to get to the end of the driveway that makes me smile. i guess when getting to the bus stop is an adventure in itself, everything else becomes a little more exciting.

unfortunately, some ridiculously mean people decided they would steal my shovel from right outside my front door and that took a little fun out of the whole thing. i don’t, by any means, enjoy shoveling the driveway [especially when it is covered in 2 feet of snow] but really, what is a person to do when they wake up one morning blocked in by snow and realise they have been robbed of their one and only survival tool? not fun. and of course mums blamed me because i was the one who left it outside the night before :(

either way, i’m trying to appreciate the unusual weather. if only i were 10 again and could benefit from the snow days! we are to expect about 10 more cm of snow in the next two days. i’m going to give myself another week and if my arm is feeling much better by then, i hope to hit the slopes and give snowboarding on my feet another attempt!

three good things:

+ Douglas Coupland. i’ve gotten back into a Coupland mood lately and re-read Life After God [one of my favourite books] and am now onto All Families Are Psychotic.
+ sneaking homemade popcorn into the movie theatre.
+ finally meeting people you’ve always noticed and telling them about noticing them. it always makes me feel weird and stalker-ish but it seems to make other people smile!

until today, i don’t think i’ve ever felt life happen.

i’ve noticed it happening, i’ve seen it happen, but today i finally felt it.

folks, i’m engaged.

today was for forgetting about our worries and our strife.

baloo would be proud.

three absolutely wonderful things:
+racing mums home in the snow and ice..and winning.
+playing cards in our pyjamas.
+burning the cookies but eating them anyway.

randall munroe

i am imploding again

+you are the sun, you are the rain, dadadadadadadadada, whoa-oh whoa-oh
+hp
+just-a-sweater weather

+night-time confessions in coffee shops
+making promises you can keep
+knowing they want to know you for the rest of both your lives

three good things:

+ having a nice bowl of oatmel, on a sunday afternoon, in my pyjamas.

+ the autumnal equinox – HAPPY AUTUMN EVERYONE!

+ hockey season is très très near.

:)

*bonus: + the happy kind of news

the thing with life and relationships is that we rarely get a second chance. yes, we should seize the day and make the best of the time we have, but that also means listening, caring, and taking the time to be kind to others; saying what you mean, and meaning what you say.

i have lost friends, lost my temper, lost my mind. but i feel that it was all just part of the process. the older i get, the more i feel like i can control my happiness, my relationships, and my life. i use the term “control” loosely, because there are always other factors and people to consider. but i feel that it is much easier to discard the potentially toxic and surround myself with things and people i love. similarly, it has become much harder to kick old habits, end idiotic but comfortable relationships, and admit the truth about these horribly beautiful [beautifully horrible?] things. it’s hard, but i try.

it frustrates me when people don’t try. we may not be able to start over completely but i think we are all capable of freshening up, being sensitive, changing our perspectives, apologizing, forgiving, and growing.

there needs to be a post-coital-cigarette equivalent for non-smokers.

i just had the best game of scrabble ever.

i’m a nerd. you love me.

an hour ago i saw a man drinking mouthwash on the subway. people were laughing.

it all made me sad and i couldn’t stop thinking about it. so i walked home with the moon, i sat on my steps, and looked for stars before stepping inside.

sometimes i think Ursa Major looks like a dinosaur. i like how it pops out of the sky at me, instead of making me look for it. i have a lot more i’d like to say about those seven sparks and what they mean to me, but i’m just too tired tonight.

goodnight.