I hate waiting...waiting for things that are out of my control, waiting for decisions to be made, waiting for days to pass.... the thing is I LIKE to be in control. I like to know what is happening when, where and how. I don't relish in uncertainty or the eliment of surprise. Sure surprises are great when they are birthday parties, gifts or special words/gestures from others.
Right now I don't want to wait. I want to know now. Will they go? Will they stay? How many days until we know for sure?
Questions that I don't have answers for...and I can't make the decisions...
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Waiting game
Monday, January 21, 2008 •
Today a very special woman reaches a milestone. My mother has turned 50. I can hardly believe that because I can't relate that age to my mom. Now adays it isn't considered old but my mother has a spirit that is ageless. She is dedicated to her family, to her work and to her students. She gives so much of herself to others and deserves to be given so much in return.
Like many people I always said that if I won the lottery I would send my parents away on a dream vacation and that they would never have anything to worry about again. While I haven't hit the financial lottery I am rich in so many other ways and I have to thank my parents for that wealth. My mom is an extrodinary woman and I hope that one day when I'm a mom my kids will love and admire their grandmother as much as I do. If I can be half the mom to my kids as she has been to me then they'll be alright.
So Mom, I'm raising my coffee mug to you and wishing that I could be home for your special day. Enjoy your gift and we'll be home as soon as we can to celebrate with you.
Like many people I always said that if I won the lottery I would send my parents away on a dream vacation and that they would never have anything to worry about again. While I haven't hit the financial lottery I am rich in so many other ways and I have to thank my parents for that wealth. My mom is an extrodinary woman and I hope that one day when I'm a mom my kids will love and admire their grandmother as much as I do. If I can be half the mom to my kids as she has been to me then they'll be alright.
So Mom, I'm raising my coffee mug to you and wishing that I could be home for your special day. Enjoy your gift and we'll be home as soon as we can to celebrate with you.
The importance of cake
Cake..a food or a corner stone of celebration?
I think of it as an absolute necessity for each and every celebration. My earliest memories are of me sitting on a chair watching my mother decorate cake and then teaching me how to do it. I clearly remember my 3rd birthday. The party was outside and it was a fantastic summer day. My mom brought out her latest creation- a cake that was a clown holding a HUGE lollipop. I don't remember everyone that was there but I remember the warmth of the sun and my mom brining out the cake. What is a birthday without a cake that was designed just for the birthday bor or girl? What is a wedding without a cake that reflects the couple? It could be laid back cupcakes for the relaxed not to serious folk or an elegant fondant covered creation for those that want to impress.
It's amazing to me that simple ingrediants like egg, sugar, flour, butter and vanilla can turn into a clown, animal, car...the possibilities are endless and are only limited by the imagination of the creator. Cake makes people smile and fills a desire for something sweet, a hope of something spectacular and the joy that someone though of them.
This coming weekend I'm entering a creation into a cake contest based on literature. I have a vision in my head and I hope that I can bring it to life. My cake will be dedicated to my Aunt Marie who introduced us to Harry Potter and to my mom, little sister and friends who can't seem to get enough and will re-read the books for many years to come.
I think of it as an absolute necessity for each and every celebration. My earliest memories are of me sitting on a chair watching my mother decorate cake and then teaching me how to do it. I clearly remember my 3rd birthday. The party was outside and it was a fantastic summer day. My mom brought out her latest creation- a cake that was a clown holding a HUGE lollipop. I don't remember everyone that was there but I remember the warmth of the sun and my mom brining out the cake. What is a birthday without a cake that was designed just for the birthday bor or girl? What is a wedding without a cake that reflects the couple? It could be laid back cupcakes for the relaxed not to serious folk or an elegant fondant covered creation for those that want to impress.
It's amazing to me that simple ingrediants like egg, sugar, flour, butter and vanilla can turn into a clown, animal, car...the possibilities are endless and are only limited by the imagination of the creator. Cake makes people smile and fills a desire for something sweet, a hope of something spectacular and the joy that someone though of them.
This coming weekend I'm entering a creation into a cake contest based on literature. I have a vision in my head and I hope that I can bring it to life. My cake will be dedicated to my Aunt Marie who introduced us to Harry Potter and to my mom, little sister and friends who can't seem to get enough and will re-read the books for many years to come.
Thursday, January 17, 2008 •
Fine George!
Life is interesting isn't it? A person can work their ass off thikning that hard work= rewards and that doesn't always happen. People can do everything humanly possible and bad things will still happen. The hardest part is that their isn't always someone to blame. Maybe that isn't the hard part, no the hard past is ACCEPTING that their is no one to blame. Blame obsolves people of their responsibility and allows the to direct their anger somewhere.
The winter blahs gave way to a pick me up this week. My friend was in from NL for work so we got to spend some time together. G calls us carbon copies even though I think we are very different. It was great fun and put me in a good mood. It makes me sad that so many of my closets friend live away.
humm...I think I'm having a pity party.
Life is interesting isn't it? A person can work their ass off thikning that hard work= rewards and that doesn't always happen. People can do everything humanly possible and bad things will still happen. The hardest part is that their isn't always someone to blame. Maybe that isn't the hard part, no the hard past is ACCEPTING that their is no one to blame. Blame obsolves people of their responsibility and allows the to direct their anger somewhere.
The winter blahs gave way to a pick me up this week. My friend was in from NL for work so we got to spend some time together. G calls us carbon copies even though I think we are very different. It was great fun and put me in a good mood. It makes me sad that so many of my closets friend live away.
humm...I think I'm having a pity party.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008 •
So I don't know if I'm writing to myself or if others are reading this...I almost feel like its trite to have a blog that you are not completely honest in...who are you lying to? Yourself? others? what is the purpose? Is it because you only want people to know what you want them to know..are you afraid of how they will react to the truth? What really is the truth? Who are you afraid of hurting? Who will you really hurt.
Honesty...honestly it should be the best policy but is it always? Do white lies exist to protect yourself and others or is it all just a lie and it protects no one. Do you want to post it and out it out there or are you afraid of the perception, of "what will others think"?
Who am I taking to? me? you? no one? everyone?
Honesty...honestly it should be the best policy but is it always? Do white lies exist to protect yourself and others or is it all just a lie and it protects no one. Do you want to post it and out it out there or are you afraid of the perception, of "what will others think"?
Who am I taking to? me? you? no one? everyone?