Swing

Life is good, life sucks. Happy, sad. Lonely, content. Up, down.

This cannot be healthy.

Ode to a Saturday Night

Highlights from a non-typical Saturday night:

- a gymnastic/tumbling/trampoline show. Nothing like seeing people doing what they love and doing it well, especially if a couple of them happen to be really hot men. ;)

- discovering a favourite song performed by a favourite voice. How have I never heard k.d. lang sing "Hallelujah" before? Sheer brilliance.

- reading the Hasbro press release about the 2010 SSC line before going out, and coming home to find that not only are the Toy Fair pictures up, but the entire line looks great.

- chatting online with a couple of very close friends before bed. It's great to be reminded that there are good people in your life.

God has a way of showering you with blessings, right when you need them most. They may not be obvious, and may come in the form of entertainment, remote conversation, or pictures of little plastic toys. But receive them. He wants you to have them.

*sigh*

How do people get through life? Seriously, there is no way every other person on the planet can feel as bloody lost and clueless as I do.

Is it just that they've never thought about it?

Wonderings

When I'm in the grocery store, is anyone in there just putting things in their cart out of habit? Do they know what to buy from experience, and aren't really thinking through the numb haze?

When I'm driving through the city, are any of the motorists chasing thoughts in their heads, trying to find the one that they need, but that they know probably isn't there?

When I'm serving customers at the store, are any of them putting on a happy face because they feel like they can't let anyone know about the screaming in their head?

Do any of these people wish they knew what kind of help they need, much less how to cry out for it?

Or is it just me?

Happy and Sad

Today I celebrated my 37th birthday. It was a nice day, spent with many of the most important people in my life. Jamie and I had a nice breakfast and watched a movie together, and then we met my whole immediate family for supper. Just the way I like to celebrate.

When I came home and did my habitual check of Facebook, it was to news that one of my father's cousins had died. He was a wonderful man - clever, witty, intelligent, and observant. His whole family are special people, and several of them, particularly two of his daughters and one of his grandchildren, are people who I consider among my dearest friends. My heart goes out to them.

Life is like this. Happy and sad coexist, drifting in and out of each others' spheres of influence.

The Difference Between Small and Little

Small Stuff to Not Sweat

- a couple of days worth of unwashed lunch containers
- the Bay's seeming refusal to make Automatic Replenishment work properly
- being unable to move my car for a few days after a snowstorm
- dust
- screwing up Weight Watchers once in awhile
- The Things I Cannot Change (some smaller than others)


A Few of the "Little Things in Life"

- The Big Bang Theory (sitcom, not science)
- colouring
- Oz books
- 2010 = Strawberry Shortcake's 30th Anniversary... surprises await!
- figurines in unmarked boxes, the geek equivalent of Kinder Surprise
- actual Kinder Surprise

Collecters are nuts

I know, because I'm one of them.

Take today, for example. I spent $10 on an 18-year-old Christmas catalogue. Why, you ask? Well, you see, it had one page of Strawberry Shortcake toys in it.

Yes. Take that in. Meanwhile, I'll be cutting pages out of old catalogues to make a really spectacular presentation book filled with subtly-different advertising photos from the early 80s.