sigmund the squirrel

My dorm dubbed him Sigmund the squirrel, better known as Siggy. He came into our lives suddenly on a Friday morning and just as quickly left us. Siggy got caught in Redeemer's transformer at approximately 11:30am and experienced a shocking death; this death effected us more than we ever imagined. Apparently he was a powerful squirrel, so powerful that he caused Redeemer to loose its power.

The first effects were felt when students realised that the Market was closed and they were unable to get their weekend shopping done. I broke the news to the girls and we already started to ration out the bread and butter, but we soon realised that this was going to be the least of our worries.
Our ice cream began to melt, fast. Since it is pretty much a sin to let ice cream just waste away, we began to eat it like never before (props go out to James for eating our whole tub of Orange Sherbert). And then our carbon monoxide alarm started to go off, and since it was really annoying we just unplugged it, apparently that isn't what your supposed to do. All the while rumours kept floating around that we might have to evacuate campus and go to hotels. No one believed them though, that was just crazy talk. But lo and behold 20 mins later there we were all crowded in 2nd parking lot hearing Dean Schat telling us to pack our bags to get ready to leave Redeemer to stay in hotels. We quickly ran to the dorm and chaos started to slowly break out. All the carbon monoxide alarms were sounding due to a gas leak caused by the power outage, some students were celebrating and others just couldn't believe what was happening.
So we stayed in a gorgeous hotel that night with a hot tub, leather furniture, and beautiful rooms; the bed was great for jumping on. It was a great night, no sleep though. Ree, Robyn, and I stayed up till 5am writing an incredible story involving the bod book, butter, popcorn, and love. We had way too much fun with that...
The next morning we left the hotel to return to Redeemer, home sweet home, kinda... It was good to be back though. It was a crazy experience, but also tons of fun. I got to stay in the nicest hotel I have ever been in for free and I am famous by association - Liz made it on CH News because they interviewed her. Steller eh?

What was Siggy's mission? Did he even have one, or was he just a victim of circumstance? I guess we will never know, although Im inclined to think that this was no accident. It was all just too convenient ... No one ever suspects the squirrel.

dixie chicks - shut up and sing

the wonders of punctuation

This example just goes to show the importance of correct grammar and puctuation.

Woman without her man is nothing.

Woman: without her, man is nothing.

i love life

I got this idea from Angie, it is an assignment that she has to do for her philosophy class. They have to list 50 things that they love. The reason that her professor gave it her class is to help them celebrate life and remind them what makes it so special.
I felt like I needed that reminder... so here is a list of things that I love about life in no particular order.

- being with the people I love
- having heart to heart talks
- meaningful relationships
- laughing
- eating chocolate chip cookies with milk
- when my favourite song comes on the radio
- getting mail
- taking a walk with no destination
- watching the sunset
- gardens and flowers
- the smell of baking bread
- being in the sunshine
- learning
- babies (human and animal)
- lying in bed in the morning
- listening to a choir
- my dog Chester
- peanut butter
- the piano
- hymns
- mowing the lawn
- reading a good book
- playing the guitar
- the smell of a country summer's evening
- hugs
- wearing my favourite hoody sweater
- suppers when everyone sits down together and talks about their day
- smiles
- naps in a hammock
- the feeling of accomplishment
- random acts of kindness

chantal kreviazuk

I almost love late nights if Im listening to her music...

And yes, even though she is not country she is my favourite artist.

holding hands

A Father asks his child to go on a walk with Him. He warns the child that the path in which they take will be rough, but as long as He is holding his hand He will not let the child fall. The child reaches out his hand and takes his Father's hand in his and then they begin their walk. The path that they take is the path less travelled.
The new surroundings intimidate the child and he tighty clings to his Father's hand for security. The child eventually becomes comfortable and realises the excitement that is all around, he lets go of his Father's hand in order to explore. The Father remains on the path waiting and watching as His child strays.
Soon, the child's excitement fades as he becomes lost and confused. He looks up and sees the figure of his Father waiting for him and hears Him gentley call his name. The child runs back to his Father, grabs ahold of His hand and then they continue on their journey. The path in which they walk is not straight and narrow, it has many turns and ruts. The child has difficulty with each rut and turn, as he would trip he would let go of his Father's hand in an attempt to balance himself. Everytime he would end up flat on his face, needing his Father to lift him from the ground and brush him off. The child soon became frustrated and questioned why he even chose to go on this walk. He looked up at his Father, "I don't think I can go on much further, I am tired and worn."
The Father looked at His child with compassion, "My child, allow me to be the one to hold your hand. I promise I will never let go and I will never let you fall."
The child's hand firmly within his Father's they continued their walk. There were still times when the child was tempted to leave and the path did not smooth out, but as long as his Father was holding onto his hand he never got lost and did not fall.
The child was able to enjoy the journey on the path less travelled.