Happy New Year.....?

Long time no blog eh?

Well, Christmas was Christmassy, and I hope that New Years will be just as New Years-y...
(aka the holidays are going well for us here in the dusty ol' praire town of Athabasca)

"She Wants Revenge" is what's playing on the stereo (new) right now, but I can't say that I want revenge. I just want closure, or beginnings...again. Because THAT makes sense, eh?
No you must know what I mean. To relive something that was wonderful. Not change anything, just make it happen again, so that you can be thouroughly excited in that moment, again...
Ahh, don't be too worried if this isn't making much sense, I had weird coffee earlier....

Hang on, something may be burning...

...nope just phantom sizzling noises.

I've been fairly philosophical lately, and in a way that isn't extremely cheesy either, it's been quite odd, in a good way. Pondering what are the best morals to live by. For example, is it better to strive for perfection or for happiness? What's more important, yourself or others?....General quasi-rhetorical questions like these are what have been inhabiting my mind lately, and I can't say they're entirely horrible.

(Oh no, this is one of those A.D.D. blogs again. I really do apologize to anyone reading this if you are thouroughly scared or confused at this point. It'll all be over soon.)

I miss the friend/cousin/quasi-big brother I know whose name is Mitch. Lately it seems as though he doesn't exist, in cyber world anyways. I hope to hear from him before school starts. :)

So, a Happy New Year to all and best wishes for the new year. Don't drink yourself silly. Don't make foolish resolutions you know you'll never suceed at. Stick with simple ones. Here are some examples:
1) Eat a minimum of one piece of bread daily. (Bread is yummy, this is not hard)
2) Give a minimum of two hugs daily. (Oh come on, you know atleast two people you can hug, or atleast one person that needs two hugs.)
3) Keep a journal/diary. Artistic, Literary, or other. (You know you want to. What's a better way to let the cyborgs of the next millenium know we existed that a document of your innermost thoughts & desires...oh come on, just write down what you do each day if nothing else.)

Cheers!
Judi

Sixteenth

So, this is the week of the birthday. 16. Sweet 16.
The 16th published blog entry. (only mildy coincidental)

I wanted this to be somewhat of a commerative summary of the past 16 years of my life, but somehow that seemed too cheesy and difficult.
You'll just have to settle for this week's events:

Babysitting ($90, respect for past sanity); Work (~$40 in tips for the week, insight into human behaviour etc.); School ($0, minimal sleep priveleges, new appreciation for sculpture/literature/music); Various Conversations with Friends (still $0, new-fangled admiration for these friends of mine and their wonderfully splendifferous minds).

Been working on change, and if I could conjure up any examples of this said change, I would. However, my memory is never very good...(no rhyme intended)

So, I'm excited about turning 16, except it's not the actual day that I think will be the good part. It's these days leading up to it...where the ecstasy is unsurpassable. If only I could come up with a party plan...
However, I have lined up going to see the NUTCRACKER! I can't believe Ally's dancing in the Alberta Ballet this Christmas! So excited for her, and that I get to go see her perform on Saturday!

Happy 16th to me! HUGS to all!!

--Judi

One Of The Best Birthdays

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MITCH!!

I'll summarize the events of our weekend a bit because the long version is just a bit too overwhelming.

Saturday morning at 2 ish I prepared for a long night of catching up with Mitch once he got in from the bus, then catch a few winks. Well to shorten a long story, this cousin of mine had to run down the hill to our house in cold Alberta winter temperatures with a snowboard on his back. I awoke at 7ish and found a relatively Mitch-esque lump on the recliner across the living room. Reawakening around 8:30 or so, I decided it was time to find out if this lump was alive. All I needed to do was wave my hand infront of his face when he was semi-conscious and there we go, Magic! It moved!

For the next hour and a half we sat and chilled out. That was so awesome, getting back into the swing of things with each other. Unfortunately we couldn't go boarding like we had planned, but the day ended up being relaxed, a very quintessential Mitch-Judi mood.

That was followed by the birthday cookie(double chocolate chip) and birthday gift giving. 5 rolls of duct tape: 1 blue, 1 red, 1 white, 1 black, and 1 silver/reg. color. He was so enthralled at the sight of them...Ahh Mitch. Can't wait to see what you got me.

We were then headed up to the bus station to begin our city adventures substantially earlier than we planned, since the boarding was a no-go. At the bus station, a lady spontaneously revealed most of her life story to us while we waited for the bus to come. I have to say that Days of Our Lives would pay good money to use this woman's story...:

She vented until the bus came and we were able to pick our chins up off the floor enough to respond with semi-human phrases. Now THAT wasn't too bad, atleast compared to what happened when we reached Clyde. She tapped me on the arm (I was sitting on the outside) and asked to talk to Mitch for a sec. He leans over across me enough to see her, and she hands him two small, throwing knives, handles first. She asks him if he wants to buy them from her, two for 5 bucks. After a balance test and a brief inspection, he hands her the money...

Now we didn't think about this very much at all at the time....but I realized later that a) We should have been somewhat scared, but we WEREN'T.....and b) however greasy it was to buy knives off of some lady on the Greyhound, it was probably best to get the knives away from her. After the deal was final, Crazy Lady mentioned the knives were her husband's(a total douchebag from what she told us). Even better. Luckily that's all we had to hear from her.

I'm going to leave this post for now, and do a sequel tomorrow or later on in the week, because everything else seems less interesting after the knives...

JUDI