Why??

I am trying to figure out what on Earth I was thinking when I left my room three weeks ago and thought, I'll just tidy it up when I come home. I'll have lots of time then...

Why Becky, why??

Lesson learned. Thank-you universe...

Moving

I have been helping Oosts move the past couple of days. And let me say, it's a lot of work! I've helped move people before, probably a dozen times! Up and down 3 flights of stairs, no elevators. But there is something enormously overwhelming about a house!

But then there was something different about this house too. It has kind of become my home over the past 4 or 5 years. It's where Tom asked me to be his girlfriend when I was just barely 16. It's where my first kiss was. It's where my boyfriend calls home, and it has become home to me as well. And I will miss it.

I have to keep reminding myself, that it is really the people who made that home so special, and I will fortunately be seeing the people quite often still. And I will always have my memories, which are all I had anyway. So it's not really that bad. They will have a new home, which will be just as comfy and welcoming some day. And I will learn to love it too.

But I will miss it there. There were a lot of good times spent there. I might just have to secretly drive by it every once in a while...

Today

Since you guys seem to be enjoying my death and destruction rampage so much; today I squashed a cockroach. With a sledge hammer, none the less.

But I also helped a gecko reach safety out of the chaos our team was causing around his place of stay. So I think that makes up for it.

Happy Earth day Mr. Gecko!

Oh...you to Roachie...

Today

I caused a gecko to release his/her poor little tail from his/her poor little body, in hopes of distracting me (the predator) from...I suppose eating it. Gross. But I felt bad. Papa said it would grow a new one, but I still felt bad.

Also, geckoless tail flip-flopping around on the concrete is pretty gross. It went on for about 3 minutes too. I didn't even want to touch it with my gloves on, and my dad picked it up. Gross.

Good luck growing a new one gecko! Here's to a new tail!

Today

I saw a dead Jelly-fish.

I saw a dead herring (or some bird equal in type and size).

I saw 3 dead fish.

I saw a dead crab.

I saw a dead armadillo (at least we think it was that).

And I killed 2 bugs with my left eyeball.

So far, a very good day.

Well...

Really??

There I am driving down Fermor this morning, bright and early with all the rush hour commuters. At a red light I saw a guy in a van dumping something out of his window...astray? Well there are no butts, maybe just ash and he has further deposited his butts. Why wouldn't he do that with his ash too then? Oh green light...keep driving.

A few minutes later, by this point I have totally and completely forgotten about the crazy guy in the van dumping something out his window, I look over and there he is; SHAVING! What?! Honestly? With one of those electric, battery powered doo-dads. Thats what he was dumping out! Nasty! I don't feel the need for this guys face hair to be floating around my world and hitting my windshield.

I have no further comments. I can't even comprehend how baffled I still am! 16 hours later!

Easter Sunday

I drove past the flooded river today, on my way home from an easter diner.

It wasn't the height of the river that caught my attention, the vast amount of water, but the trees.

There they sit, submerged halfway up their trunks in frigid, ice cold water. For what? About 2 months I'd say. Then for another 6 months they are frozen solid in the bitter, harsh Manitoba winters. Then for the other 4 months they survive the blazing and burning of the prairie sun, and the howling of the prairie winds.

Yet they still bloom with brilliant green leaves!

They thrive in this crazy climate!

Not once even thinking of complaining.

They stand their ground, strong and proud all year round, through think and thin.

This, is one of the many reasons why I love trees.