lights will guide you home

One of my greatest pet peeves is when people do not update their blogs. As of now I am officially my own pet peeve. I swear it’s a great to feel that way about yourself.

You want to know another pet peeve of mine? Well whether you do or you don't you are going to find out, that is the beauty of rhetorical questions. Knots. I can't stand the knots that are impossible to untie, the ones that you could spend hours trying to undo but then they just become bigger, more tangled, and messier. In grade school I was the kid that all the other kids, and the occasional teacher, would approach to undo the knots in their shoelaces, I was/am pretty proud of that fact. And sometimes if was bored, I would purposely tie a string into multiple knots just so that I could practice untying them. I am not really sure where I am going with this... I wanted to turn it into an analogy of some sort for this past week, but I am failing miserably. Instead I am going to use it as a metaphor. This past week was like a tangled knot. If this metaphor does not work for you just take this past paragraph as you learning one more interesting fact about me and if I ever become famous and there is a Jeopardy category about me you will be one step ahead of the game.

Alrighty, enough about pet peeves and more about just pets. If you don't already know I have a kitten. You may have heard rumours that it is mutated and sickly and I want to take this time to assure you that these rumours are true. Yes, my kitten has 8 toes on its front paws and it repeatedly sneezes, but as weird as it sounds I love her dearly. She doesn't have a name, unless you count Kitty as a name. Not only do I have a cat in my life, I have a dog. Her name is Ayla and she is wonderful. Ok, technically she is not mine, she is the guys, but I like to think that she is. And just between you and me, with Ryan as an exception, I think I am her favourite. In my opinion everyone should have pet and here's why. Pets don't care whether you've had a good or bad day, they don't care what you have done or what is going to happen, they are great listeners and they don't give any advice. All they do is love you no matter what. We all need to be loved like this, even if it means that they slobber all over our faces or sneeze on our pillows.

This week I said goodbye to three pretty stellar friends. They have all set off into adventures in far distant lands that only Skype and MSN can bridge. I might sound like a sap, but I miss you guys already, especially my roomies. Just make sure you have the best time of your life while you are out there to make all this missing worthwhile. However, with every hole there is usually a trampoline close by to help you jump out and have fun while doing it. Since I am on a role with the metaphors I won't stop, Robyn is my trampoline. I can't even start to tell you how AWESOME it is to have her here with me again. She is definitely one of my most favourite people in the whole wide world. I was going to take this time to write you a whole list of things that make her wonderful, but chances are if you read my blog you probably already know Robyn and know why she is so great.

Tonight was Church In The Box. It was pretty great, except I was struck by something. During worship I found myself unable to sing some of the songs. Not because I didn't like them or disagreed with them, but solely because I knew if I sang some of those songs lyrics it would be hypocritical. For me, this is the main reason why I 'prefer' to worship with hymns. I find hymns meet me more at where I am at and allow me realise the state I'm in. While, I find that some of the contemporary worship songs make me say things that my heart does not. This is solely based on my opinion and is not necessarily true for you. It was just something that struck me as I was singing tonight and I am not really sure how I feel about this response.

Well friends this will be all for tonight, except that I am going to leave you with one more metaphor. Friends are like lights.

Lights will guide you home...