Thursday, December 29, 2005
Last night I was at an establishment with my friend Lesley doing some Kareoke. Lesley said that ordinarily there is a large group of her and her friends and then some younger women who sing strictly country music and wear tight shirts. Last night there was quite the crowd there due to the holiday season. There was also a Cougar Jr. Les and I figured she was about our age. She was wearing TIGHT jeans and a TIGHT shirt (with a gap inbetween). Her shirt had a cavernous plunging neck line ("w/your high heeled shoes and your low necked sweater") and a dangling necklace that drew the eyes down. She came in with some 17-21 year-old boys and when more came in she smelled fresh meat and went into attack mode. It was quite the show. She danced up a storm with these young men, drank a lot, took many, many digital pictures and generally did her thing. The funniest part was watching these boys try not to look at her boobs with her noticing that they were looking at her boobs. I was afraid when she would dance on the tops of chairs. A person could hurt themselves.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Thursday, December 22, 2005
- I've never been to Florida
- Both of my second toes are longer than the 'Big' toe
- I used to have a gap so big between my two front teeth that I could make them whistle
- I have chicken pox scars on various parts of my body
- My childhood teddy bear's name was Radar, he was named after the character from the tv show MASH
- I have manageble fears of both heights and water
- I hate onions, tomatoes and FISH
- I used to eat the fuzzies off of my childhood blanket
- I moved to Brighton when I was 2
- The Disney film Beauty and the Beast made me cry
- I'm too anal retentive to sleep in cars (and usually buses)
- I once stayed up for 36hrs straight
- I've dated two guys named Dan
- I couldn't spell decision until last year
- I wasn't allowed to wear jeans until grade 4
- I once called my kindergarten teacher Grandma
- My name was almost Victoria Caroline
- I've never broken a bone, but I have ruptured a vein and tore and hole in my lung wall
- Henna once made me puke
- I like to speak with accents when I order food in a drive through
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
I came downstairs, got my breakfast going and went into the bathroom to get my pill. I put the pill down to put the package away and it rolled off the counter and into the kitty litter box. Ew. But I will not be deterred. Marie Stevens is on her way here right now! Also, my Mom is feeling good enough to make fresh bread, my favourite kind with the salty crust. So I'll have my family, one of my best friends, homemade bread and chili. Oh me, oh my.
Its also snowing...big fluffy snow, or what Mom would call Julie Andrews snow (cause it falls on your nose and eye lashes)
Oh, oh guess what?!? Grandma and Grandpa Stewart are coming to our house on Christmas day! For breakfast AND lunch. We're really excited!
Monday, December 19, 2005
Saturday, December 17, 2005
- "which one of you is the highest note ever?"
- the drunk guy who requested Rudolph, sang it with us and then when we sang God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen broke into a solo verse about going to Pizza Hut and seeing King Kong
- having 7 cents thrown at us
- trying to pick out alto lines i've never seen before
- people smiling at us
- fun with nice people
- singing stuff with alto lines that i did know and having some pretty tight harmonies come out
- one police officer coming and watching
- two police officers coming and watching
- police officers making requests
- police officers offering to take pictures of us
- filling my car with people and taking every round-about on Kitty Murray as sharply as I could
- things that came out of William's (Wilhelmus) mouth
- hot chocolate at the tower after we were done
Friday, December 16, 2005
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Saturday, December 10, 2005
by: Holly Cole
Cry if you want
I wont tell you not to
I won’t try to cheer you up
I'll just be here if you want me
It’s no use in keeping a stiff upper lip
You can weep you can sleep you can loosen your grip
You can frown you can drown and go down with the ship
You cry if you want to
Don’t ever apologize venting your pain
Its something to me you don’t need to explain
I don’t need to know why
I don’t think it’s insane
You can cry if you want to
The windows are closed
The neighbors aren’t home
If it’s better with me than to do it alone
I'll draw all the curtains and unplug the phone
You can cry if you want
You can stare at the ceiling and tear at your hair
Swallow your feelings and stager and swear
You could show things and throw things and I wouldn’t care
You can cry if you want to
I won’t make fun of you
I won’t tell any one
I won’t analyze what you do or you should have done
I won’t advise you to go and have fun
You can cry if you want to
Well it’s empty and ugly and terribly sad
I can’t feel what you feel but I know it feels bad
I know that its real and it makes you so mad
You could cry
Cry if you want to I won’t tell you not to
I won’t try and cheer you up
I'll just be here if you want me; to be
- i saw Narnia last night
- i'm tired
- my brother comes home on friday
- i go home the following monday
- i had a hilarious convo with Andrew Zantingh and Aaron Schat about clothes in the 80's
- alpha is done and along with it, my longest stint as a worship leader
- i auditioned for the mainstage
- i'm going to connetticut in january
- i just read a play in which a woman got raped with a crucifix, now i'm writing an essay about it
- the last church in the box of the semester is tomorrow
- i should finally get to see a doctor on wednesday and find out why i'm in pain all the time
- my compassion child's birthday is coming up
- i finished a song and sort of started another
- jo tried to hit me with the air plane but it wouldn't fly straight
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
I'm having one of those days.
(Ready, one, two, three....get dressed and go!)
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Sunday, December 04, 2005
ps, if you read the post below you'll notice its mostly the same as this one. The difference is that i chose to hit 'replace' with every word spellcheck didn't like.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Monday, November 28, 2005
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Friday, November 25, 2005
"And because Christ, the most obedient petitioner of all, did more than mouth this petition; because he truly bowed his heart before the Father's will, despite the indescribably horrors it cost him, we are saved. The Lord's (enacted) Prayer is the beginning of salvation in the world. Jesus not only prayed to teach us prayer; he became his prayer in order to become our prayer, the right and the power of our praying."
-from Walter Wangerin Jr.'s book "Whole Prayer"
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Monday, November 21, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Now, while thinking about this task force think also about its training. There happens to be a training ground for such a task force right here in Hamilton. Most of the people who read my blog are likely familiar with Redeemer University College. Redeemer is a place where we can be trained in so many areas. We have the opportunity to be sharpened and refined along with our fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. We can challenge each other and be changed by our Creator in order to be more like him. We can find out about what kind of gifts we have been given, we can develop them, we can use them and we can encourage others in that same task. Redeemer is a training ground for life in the Kingdom
So if Redeemer has this much potential is there any wonder why Satan would want to dwell there? And right now he is. He is sitting ass first on our light; thereby squashing it. He has covered the campus with a blanket of apathy. And the beautiful part for him is that we don't know he's done that. But even if we did, I'm highly doubtful that we'd do anything about it anyway. The apathy is that strong. Satan has taken over the training ground. By blanketing us with apathy he renders Redeemer useless.
Over the past year and a half I've had the opportunity to be on the Church in the Box prayer team. And it has felt like it has taken less and less time each month for Satan to overpower what is happening in the service. Oh how I remember the days when I couldn't feel his presence until the message. That would be a respite now. Today when we went into to pray at 3pm he was already there. He had claimed the auditorium space for himself and was just waiting for people to come in. We were praying till the point of perspiration to get him out of there and to claim that space in the of and for Jesus.
Satan is at Redeemer. But so is God. God is dancing around in front of us just longing to take up and build relationships with us. He's ready to kick Satan out and uncover the light Redeemer can shine upon the community and the world. Are you ready to shake off that blanket of apathy? Are you ready be changed? Are you ready to be anointed and commissioned? Then tell Him and lets go!
Friday, November 18, 2005
Thursday, November 17, 2005
OPEN HOUSE: Redeemer will be hosting its 5th Annual Business Community Open House this Thursday, November 17 from 4:30 – 6:00 pm in the Main Foyer. We expect to have over 100 people attend and we encourage you to make our guests feel welcome. The program will begin at 5:00 pm with Redeemer’s Choir performing, President Justin Cooper welcoming guests, greetings from Deputy Mayor Bill Kelly (City of Hamilton), and Student Scholarship and Award presentations. The program will conclude with the Opening of the Peter Turkstra Library, a ribbon cutting ceremony, and tours of the new South Wing and other campus points of interest.
The Email sent to the students says:
Many of you will have read about the “Opening of the Peter Turkstra Library and a ribbon cutting ceremony” taking place as part of the Business Open House. This opening is ceremonial only, and does not signify the actual opening of the Library. You will also notice that the plywood wall outside the library is down. Again, the library is not open for business. Much work still remains to be done to get everything to the point where we are ready to open, and we ask that you not try to enter the library to look around. The plan is to open the library the week of November 28th. More details will be forthcoming. Thank you for your patience.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Monday, November 14, 2005
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Saturday, November 12, 2005
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
There, now its out in the open.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Sunday, November 06, 2005
- Tickets are onsale for the Fall mainstage and Concert Choir performance at Redeemer, come to both
- Do something nice for someone this week
- You were supposed to set your clock back last weekend, if you've been confused for the past week - well now you know why
- I love you.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Just thought I'd share.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
- The house has no heat due to a gas leak
- the neighbours were drunk and woke me up at 1:30am
- Sarah forgot about the time change and woke me up at 7:30am
- the sunday school kids sucked AND
- one of them had an anger fit and threw a book at his sister
- my house is cold
- i have a cold
- i need a hug.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
So this is Leah.
Leah and Katherine.
Katherine, her husband John and their new daughter.
Uncle Peter and Aunt Rosemary (aka the newest Grandma and Grandpa Stewart) with their first grandchild.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Friday, October 14, 2005
If you go to radio.graceland.edu and then look at the bottom of the right hand side bar you will see a little pull down menu for on or off campus...choose off campus and then hit play!
Thursday, October 13, 2005
With that over with, I am going to encourage/propose something. Today (the day you read this) do something nice for someone. But don't be all annonymous. Be purposeful. Write a card and pop it in the mail, make/take some one out for lunch, send an encouraging email, give a hug, whatever, however, but be God with skin and encourage someone through and with the love you experience through the risen Lord. Let them know you are glad that they are a part of the creation.
After you have done that take your daytimer/palm pilot/calendar/wall/etc and go through and make yourself some more days to do that.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Or maybe what you mean to say is that you are cowering in fear of Google Talk and the rest of the Google Empire...muah ha ha ha ha...
Users of Microsoft and Yahoo's instant messaging (IM) services will soon have millions of new people to chat with after the two companies announced plans to make each service compatible with the other.....
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Sunday, October 02, 2005
Oh the furthering of my Dutch adoption...long live Laura Vander Van de Stewartsmastra!
Jesus said to his disciples: "Things that cause people to sin are bound to come, but woe to that person through whom they come. It would be better for him to be thrown into the sea with a millstone tied around his neck than for him to cause one of these little ones to sin. So watch yourselves. "If your brother sins, rebuke him, and if he repents, forgive him. If he sins against you seven times in a day, and seven times comes back to you and says, 'I repent,' forgive him."
Today at First we had Rev. Dr. Henry Wildeboer as a visiting preacher. This guy very much impressed me with his passion and fire, but he also gave a great sermon. It was on forgiveness and its role in everyday life. He also spoke about the sin that leads to the need for forgiving. He highlighted the text in Luke 17 about causing others to sin.
Lately I have been thinking a lot about/been convicted about my language/things that come out of my mouth. I had always considered this to be a personal sin: one that I have struggled with for a very long time. For me it is tied up in issues of purity and pride. I thought these were things that I would continue to work on and with the help of God bring under control. I hadn't really ever thought about the effects my choices were having on those around me.
I didn't think beyond myself and therefore didn't think that my sexually inappropriate language could be causing others to sin. I didn't think that my colourful exclamations could be tainting people I care about. I am glad to have this plank removed from my eye, but plank removal leaves quite the ouchie and will take time to heal and move on.
I would like to say I am sorry for damaging people I love and I would encourage you as my brothers and sisters in Christ to rebuke me in my sins of language and encourage me to do better.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
There is one term that Dr. T uses frequently in rehearsals that I have never known the meaning of. I spoke to a few other choristers past and present and they didn't know what it meant either. I'm glad to know I'm not alone in my ignorance.
So I give you the term in question: hemiola (hee-mee-oh-lah). My guess at its meaning had something to do with internal bleeding. Turns out this is it: Hemiola n:a musical rhythmic alteration consisting of three beats in place of two or two beats in place of three.
This doesn't make it 100% clear to me, but at least I have a working definition and I can stop praying for all these people that I thought were dying.
Friday, September 30, 2005
In conclusion I would like to congratulate Rachel on her last day of work and a second interview, tell Jo to stop trying to kill me in my sleep, say a prayer for my monitor that was manufactured in 1996 and to my brakes which are worn down. Sigh. I hate money. But I love Jesus and hot tamales, so it all works out.
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
I don't know if you exist or if you read my blog, but let us just say you are and you do. I have a hankering for some batting cage action. So I think you need to get some courage (liquid or otherwise) and take me to the batting cages. Assuming you aren't creepy and unbiblical I think it could be a good start to something beautiful.
Your slugging sweetheart,
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Sometimes I mention that my Mom is not a healthy woman and many of you ask me to expain. I think this should help:
----- Original Message -----
From: Bruce Stewart
To: Laura Stewart ; Johnny Stewart
Sent: Thursday, September 22, 2005 1:39 PM
Subject: hi kids
I am SO STRUGGLING TO THINK CLEARLY . mY BACK AND LEGS HAVE NOT BEEN THE SAME SINCE I WORKED ON/FOR THE PIE BEE BACK IN AUGUST. SO dOC tWIDDY HAS ME BACK TRYING gABAPENTIN A MEDICATION I WAS ON PRIOR TO THE BACK SURGERY. HOWEVER...i AM HAVING TROUBLE TOLERATING IT. tHREE PILLS WASway to many and so is two. One at night does not seem TO HELP MUCH, AND SO i TOOK One at breakfast time, and now at noon I am sleeping and now I am still loopy. I say crap!
I think i will go back to taking one at night, but not this evening so i will be ok when you are home Laura.
Seems i am just not cut out for the long term standing, which kinda cuts into my shopping...grocery as well as others. I am SO GLAD I have the handicap parking thingy. The less steps taken the better.
Well I guess I will do some painting this afternoon til my head clears. Johnny, I will have to get Laura to set up the camra thing on the computer so you can see how the "grocery shopper" painting has come along. I have finished working on the parking elf at Christmas at Persqui'le. It looks good and Iam contemplating (big word for the way my head feels) having it printrd up into greeting cards.
I love you guys.
Be good, Christmas is coming (especially in Trenton where they are already putting up decorations) and Santa is watching!
xxx, Loopy mom xxx
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
In the freezer there is some pasta. Karmyn has labeled it as hers. The marker used to label it is starting to come off. When I glanced at it I thought it said Larry instead of Karmyn. Then I thought in my head that Karmyn should change her name to Larry the Apostle.
Yeah Stewie...good one...go back to bed.
Monday, September 19, 2005
Sunday, September 18, 2005
"Ok hands on your buzzers...ready?"
"Alright Nunnzio Family, Wong Family, what is something dusty you put in your mouth?"
(Laura in audience, tips head back and cackles) "Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha..cough, ha hah..wah, whoa."
Friday, September 16, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Sharon Klassen, Ray Louter, Dr. Teeuwsen, Ray, Sharon, Dr. T, David Antscherl, Sharon, Ray, Ray, Sharon, Dr. T.
Variety is the spice of life.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
I might also feel that he is an attractive man and should he become one of my profs he would not be the first prof that I felt had been sculpted extra nicely by the hand of our Creator.
Sunday, September 04, 2005
As a student who has lived in and had to set up four off campus houses, I understand the priorities of the newly moved in person. Here are some of the main ones in the order that they get set up:
- computer & internet
and two months later everything else...
Thursday, September 01, 2005
My parents came and picked me up on Sunday and gave me the love that only a parent can. It was nice not to have to worry about meals and such. I also got to take advantage of their satellite television and catch up with some old friends called V.I.P. and Star Trek T.N.G. (my goodness i love Spike TV).
Tuesday rolls around and in the middle of a nap I get this call from the City of Hamilton telling me that I have to go back to work and what day am I coming. Let us just say that my heart started to pump quickly as I struggled to grasp what was going on. I fumbled with an answer of Thursday, but told her that I really wasn't sure. She told me I had to come back before school started and that there were all kinds of forms that I should have filled out and would need to fill out and get a doctor to fill out. This was all a surprise to me. No foreman had mentioned anything like this in their phone calls to me. I did what I could to satisfy the woman on the phone and the call ended.
I tired to convey the details of the conversation to my Mom and almost ended up in tears. I knew I wasn't ready to go back to work. Mom and I devised a plan of heading to the hammer on Wednesday, seeing a doctor at the Locke St Clinic to fill out the Functional Abilities form the City wanted, take that to my yard and then see what happened. I still can't really drive so my Mom was going to have to take me to work the next day.
Wednesday morning we were preparing to go and I tried to get a hold of a foreman to make sure everything was for real. After leaving a few messages I had given up on trying to reach them. Then I struggled with my parents dial-up 24.0-26.4kbs internet to try and get the aforementioned Functional Abilities form to bring with us. While I was online God worked in a very tangible way. He got the acting foreman, George to call me and leave a message.
After a very affirming call to him things became much clearer. He agreed that still being dizzy, running a fever and super tired I was still unfit to return to work. He told me to go and see a doctor and get back in touch with him. He also said that he would lean on the people downtown for me. (yeah George!) That lead me to believe that the trip to the hammer might be premature. We called my parents General Physician (formerly mine) to see if he could take a look at me and fill in the form. His receptionist told me to come in in one hour! I called the lady downtown who had put so much pressure on me. She had just got off the phone with George. (yeah George!) She agreed that I likely wasn't ready to come back to work, but still needed to see the doctor. She faced the F.A form to the doctor's office for me.
I went to the doctor in Brighton. He said that I had been entirely over medicated and wondered at the functional abilities of a doctor who would put a girl being sedated by an antihistamine on a stronger more sedating antihistamine. He continued and told me that I was having a delayed hypersensitive reaction to the sting. I would make a full recovery but with such a short time being left in my contract, wouldn't feel comfortable sending me back to work in that time. So he wrote me off for the rest of my term. My term was to end on this coming Tuesday.
Now I am able to recover without stress. my parents brought me back today in order to avoid the bulk of holiday traffic. I am still dizzy, very tired, and running a slight fever. But I do know what is going on, and that I am being taken care of by my heavenly Father and my friends and here on earth.
I'll be at the house sleeping and cleaning this weekend if you want to stop in (maybe call first).
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
I'll let yoi know if the blood work tells us anything.
Thanks for the prayers.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
my family is stopping by today as they drop John off to go back to Iowa...it will be nice to get some family hugging.
well, my adventures have tired me out and i have some soup waiting for me...
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
in conclusion i am still alive, last night i felt the most human that i have since last thursday morning, but i'm still pretty out of it and will be spending today (tuesday in bed too)
thanks for your prayers, your rides to the hospita and ER support (Dan), your rides to Shoppers and your standard driving skills (gayle), your snuggles and y our tortellini (Mira)
Monday, August 22, 2005
The tri coloured welt is now just looking like a wacky bruise. The fever has elavated and left me a little more loopy than I was before. I think I might be amusing/freaking out my roommates. I keep doing stuff that I have no recollection of doing and then when they ask me about it I get mad at them. Oh dear. Its kind of trippy.
So other than sore elbows and armpits and a wonky head I think i'm doing ok. Remind me not to get stung again. Five days in bed is not my idea of fun.
I dunno, maybe they were excercising stewardship in their fashion budget...?
(photo taken by the lovely Mrs. Amy Hoogstad - who had a better view)
Saturday, August 20, 2005
When I looked at my arm I already had a raised bump and a growing red area around the wound. I didn't pay that much attention to it until about half an hour later when I started to feel really woozy, it became harder to swallow, my chest, neck and face turned red, my chest tightened up, my head started to hurt, I got really tired and I was itchy head to toe. So I layed down for a while at the onset of those things.
One of the ladies from the office came over to the house and saw me laying on a bench and took a look at me and expressed some concern. When she went back over to the office she told another lady. They, both being Mothers, decided I really needed to go to the hospital. I'm not one to argue with two Mothers and was feeling pretty shitty and out of it didn't put up a fight.
Sheila drove me to a local urgent care ward where I received a shot of Benadryl in the hip for the reaction and received the instructions to take it easy while my body fights over the next 24-48 hours.
Currently I still feel woozy, itchy from head to toe, if I don't keep taking the Benadryl my body temp goes up and the headache and tight chest return. The shot made the welt on my arm go away but as the shot wore off the welt came back. Right now it is a tri coloured 11cmx12cm oval on my bicept. Its really, really itchy. I've been a good girl and icing it.
I have been too drowsy (the pills) and out of it (the reaction) to really do much. I can't really concentrate on reading so I have been colouring and watching episodes of Air Farce off of their website (see previous post). Feel free to give me a call or drop by for a few minutes (though you'll have to excuse the mess of our house and the drowsiness of me), I've spent the past two days humanless and am getting a little lonely.
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Monday, August 15, 2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
I can only hope they have all gone home by the time I want to see the Wailin' Jennys and The Nylons on Sunday night.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
TVO unveils 'Professor Idol'Last Updated Wed, 10 Aug 2005 16:59:58 EDTCBC Arts
First there was the singing contest Pop Idol. Then came spinoffs like Canadian Idol and American Idol. Now comes a series that could very well have been dubbed Professor Idol.
The aim of the show, which will air on TVOntario, is not to find the best singer; instead, the producers are scouring Ontario to find the best teacher in the province's post-secondary school system.
Titled the Best Lecturer Competition, it aims to find instructors "who explain their thesis clearly, are passionate about their topic, and share their views with conviction and flair."
"In other words, we are looking for the most engaging, entertaining, and enlightening lecturer in Ontario," said Wodek Szemberg, a producer with TVO.
The channel, a public broadcaster with a mandate to produce educational programming, announced the names of the 30 semifinalists on Wednesday.
They were chosen by a panel made up of Literary Review of Canada editor Bronwyn Drainie, National Post columnist Robert Fulford and playwright Andrew Moodie.
Among the finalists are Tim Blackmore (a Faculty of Information and Media Studies professor who teaches at the University of Western Ontario in London, Ont.), Claudio Colaguori (a sociology professor at the University of Toronto), Tony Dimnik (a business professor at Queen's University in Kingston, Ont.), and Susan Haslip (a business professor who teaches at Algonquin College in Ottawa).
The list will be winnowed down by the judges in September to 10 names. The finalists will then deliver lectures on TVO's Big Ideas series, and viewers will have the opportunity to vote for the winner by phone or e-mail.
The grand prize is a $10,000 grant, which will go to the winning professor's school.
In recent years TVO has begun forming partnerships between specific programs and educational institutions. Saturday Night at the Movies, for instance, provides interviews for film courses at York University. Studio 2, the nightly current-affairs broadcast, is likewise linked with journalism courses at a number of schools.
Journalist Irshad Manji hosts Big Ideas, which will air the Best Lecturer Competition this fall.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
- Katrina's hospitality
- the warm, warm water
- the frisbee
- the raft thingy
- very cool people
- very warm weather
- burning flesh
- amazing food!
- church on the beach
- skinny dipping
- time to relax
- "...LMoe...tickle me!"
- "Scotch, scotch, scotch, scotch...I love scotch"
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Friday, August 05, 2005
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
- not working
- the (somewhat) open road
- seeing long lost friends like Naomi, Matt, the Vant Erves, Kristel, Amy, Tep, Lorraine, Ruth, Sarah, Joyce-Ann, Alaina, Jaime, Lauren, Kim and Jason and their kids...
- seeing 3 couples start their new lives together
- eating well
- seeing my friends look pretty
- seeing my family
- spending quality time with Mom, Dad, John and Grandma & Grandpa Stewart at Presque'ile
- watching Hunt for Red October
- making Abby squeal
- getting board shorts
- watching baseball with Dad and John
- farting, a lot
- a real sermon at my parents' church
- and sooo many more
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
The 80s were a terrible, rotten, no good, very bad decade for fashion. Argue with me if you will, but in your heart of hearts you know I'm right. (you also know it was a black hole time for music too) Anyway, many a mother had to be dragged out of the 80s fashion regime kicking and screaming. Sons and daughters had to work slowly or in mass evacuations of these crimes against humanity that were (or still are) inhabiting the closets of many a matriarch. For some it started with getting rid of the uber pointy stiletto heels, for others it was pants that don't have an extreme taper. Oh tapering...how I had to slowly eradicate you from my Mother's life. Trust me, I am very aware of how many terrible 60s and 70s memories flares and bell bottoms dig up. But I am not asking for a complete boycott of seams, just a lack of ankle molesting by pants.
It has taken most of us the entire rest of the 90s and the excuse of a new millennium to bring our mothers into the current time. We have got them to be comfortable with un-tucking things, with a nice round toe with a modest heal, with knowing that teal eyeshadow and blue mascara will always be wrong, to see that bangs don't have to be the biggest part of the head and that one brooch is sufficient for an outfit. And then what happens...
The 80s come back into style. Good Lord! If that isn't a sign that the end times are near, I don't know what is! Now we daughters look like idiots. Our mothers' entire 80s wardrobe is being snatched up at Value Village quicker than Michael Jackson turned white.
What is a good daughter supposed to do now? Do we wait it out and hope things turn for the better? Do we admit defeat and buy our own big, baggy dress (complete with leather boots)?
Or, do you hope that your fashion blind Mother manages to continue with her head-in-the-sand fashion trends and misses the neo-80s all together? Personally, I'm praying for that one
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Monday, July 18, 2005
Friday, July 15, 2005
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Anyway...I've been reading the book and quite enjoying it. There have been many things said that I both agree with and identify with. My eyes have been opened in many respects. Last night I was reading in chapter entitled Wounded. It talks about femininity in the context of relationships as a child and young woman and how that effects us now. There was one sentence that really caught me and has been taking up brain space all day.
The particular sentence comes in the context of things women do to hide their beauty. This is what spoke to me: "Or we neutralize our beauty by putting up protective, defensive walls that warn others to keep their distance." As a younger woman I had lots and lots and lots of walls to protect myself. And over time God has worked with me break many of them down. It has been a hard but refining process. It was/is also a necessary process. But I had never thought about the defensive walls as being something I did to sabotage myself and my beauty. I thought they were purely for protection.
I have been mulling recently over relationships and my desire to be in one with a man. God and I talk about this frequently and we have worked a few things out and I have been trying to adhere to His timeline, not mine. Though in the past month a couple of my close/long time single friends have started to date. I also see people much more broken than myself, people more eccentric, and more out there than I who have significant others. Why don't I?
Then it struck me. Am I putting up walls to neutralize the entirety of my God given beauty and sending signals that I want to be left alone? I know that I am a relatively independent person, but am I really telling guys to leave me alone? I've been trying to come up with some answers. I haven't actually asked any males yet, but females comment that I am intimidating. Am I intimidating someone that God has set aside for me? Am I intimidating myself?
I don't have those answers right now.
Its like Christmas come early I tell ya! They just keep on giving. I am so thrilled about the option of coming home early and not getting paid for it. Or who says I have to go home, I could go to the mall and not get paid for it, or do cartwheels in the park, or perform surgery on homeless people....so many options and alllll provided for me by the City of Hamilton.
Thank you hammy town, you've just made my Christmas card list!
Monday, July 11, 2005
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Monday, July 04, 2005
Now read this (this is the dutch to english and back translation of that post):
Happy OJEC of the anniversary! (Best OJEC of July 5), I feared that I would forget something tomorrow, post so that today I it posts. I also next haiku want post: Johanna are here beer empty, anniversary also dancing have been possible flesh, mmm. and because I have no picture of you I drew in painting (blindly)... it has even your weapon support on! Love your roomie shortly to be, Lstew
I feared that I would forget to post something tomorrow, so I am posting it today. I would also like to post the following haiku:
And because I don't have a picture of you I drew one in paint (shutter)... it even has your arm brace on it!
Love your soon to be roomie,
Sunday, July 03, 2005
The ceremony took place on the meticulously groomed grounds of the Moelker home just outside of Chatham. The weather was sunny and beautiful. The bride's maids where wearing two piece burgundy dresses with halter style tops and floor length skirts. The groom's men where wearing black suits with silver vests and ties, with the groom wearing the same thing. The bride was wearing a beautiful white dress adorned with flower bead work and held up with elegant spaghetti cris cross straps. There was beautiful music provided by a local artist/friend of the family.
The reception was held at the Kent Belgian Dutch Canadian Club, which was decorated in a very festive manner. The guest feasted on chicken, beef, vegetables, two kinds of potatoes, rolls, salads and tasty desserts. There was a brief program containing the usual touching speeches, a powerpoint presentation and some music. Then the dance and cake cutting followed
A good time was had by all.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Saturday, June 18, 2005
- When?: Saturday June 25th, 2005
- What time?: TBA (but likely around 7pm)
- RSVP by Wednesday June 22nd, 2005 so that reservations can be made.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Saturday, June 11, 2005
(My Father wears pants comes out as My Father carries trousers.)
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Monday, June 06, 2005
That is about all I have to say after living here my whole life and experiencing parts of Asia and Africa in the summer months.
Drink lots of water,
I'm rooting for ya.
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Monday, May 30, 2005
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Monday, May 09, 2005
Sunday, May 08, 2005
Last week John and his buddies went to a party. When the party was ending most of the boys piled into cars to get back to campus. These boys had also been drinking. John and his good friend Matt Proctor decided that was a bad idea. So they grabbed a couple of beers and started walking back to school. They were drinking these beers and walking down the street, and these were not the first beers the boys had consumed that evening. Along come the cops and bust my bro for public drinking type things. But poor Matt is also under the age of 21, so he also got possession of alcohol as a minor. The two boys have to go to court this week to receive their fines. Knowing John they'll end up apologizing to him and giving him a steak dinner.
Then yesterday John was playing in a tape ball tournament. Its an indoor baseball tourney and the ball is a wiffle ball that they have put tape on in order to let it fly better. Johnny was trying to stretch a double into a triple when he slid into third base and knocked himself unconscious by hitting the front of his head (almost between the eyes) on the third baseman's knee. He was out for less than a minute. He friends helped him up and he said he was fine and went to sit on the bench. While sitting on the bench he lost the ability to talk or feel his legs. He said the only thing he could do was pet his cheek with the back side of his hand. Some people realized that everything was not cool and at the urging of a coach he went to the hospital. He ended up staying there overnight because he was having lots of trouble remembering our parents' names, what day it was, what he ate, what had happened, etc. That and he passed out in the middle of his CT scan.
They gave him the last bed left, which they apologized for as it was in the same room with Harold. Harold is an old man who had smoked all his life and was on some insane ventilator machine and snored like a bear. He also apparently has a seizure every 45 minutes or so. I told John that was like pretty good for him and his concussion. By the morning he was pretty tired from the nurses and Harold waking him up. They had to kick him out because they needed the bed. So they told him he could have fractured his skull, but they can't really tell. So if he is bleeding in the brain, or if brain fluid is leaking he'll feel pretty crumby and then be dead in a few days. So if he feels crumby he should go back to the hospital. They also stressed that he should stay away from strenuous activity. As a result of that he no longer has to write his exams.
Saturday, May 07, 2005
The new job is a little different than I thought. It turns out that I have been placed in the city greenhouses at Gage Park. At first I wasn't too thrilled with that but there are a lot of good things about it. My supervisor or foreman is a Christian. His name is Randy and he's a cool guy. He's the kind of boss that is out there doing the work with you. So he is very humane about breaks and heat and stuff. He said that we'll get the freezer packed with popsicles and ice cream bars for when it gets really hot out. We're going to do potluck lunches with the greenhouse staff and the Gage Park staff. I will be working Tuesday through Saturday 7am to 3pm; so that messes up regular weekends but so far the work as been anything but hard. It is rather slow in the greenhouse right now.
The girls I work with are cool. They are Maria, Katie and Ashley. I thought you should know their names incase I reference them later. They are all from Hamilton. Actually I have been kind of surprised to see how many people are from Hamilton and home for the summer. Actually I haven't met anyone who is like me and staying here for the summer. Kind of interesting.
The house (or Booty Barn) is coming along. Gayle and Mira have been working like dogs so there hasn't been much time for unpacking. I've had a little more free time but have avoided cleaning my room so that they don't feel bad. Oh, I should also tell you that we three have pimp names and in the context of the Booty Barn should be referred to by these names. Mira's is Reverend Doctor M. Flex. Gayle's is Macktastic G. Wicked and mine is Vicious D. L. Slim. I'm quite sure there will be t-shirts by the end of the summer.
That is my little update. Give me a call if yer bored.
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Monday, April 18, 2005
You even say it in your precious book "They may be ever seeing, but never perceiving and ever hearing but never understanding." Otherwise they may turn and be forgiven. This is our tool. They think because they attend the Church, your house, whatever denomination, they are safe but they couldn't be more wrong. Just because they go to church, does not mean they are saved. They don’t realize that true Christianity is about living out a personal relationship with you and they cannot possibly see how large a role the church plays in the great battle between hell and heaven. As long as we prevent them from ever meeting with you while they go to their home churches or CITB, then we have won. We will make them talk about the poor choice of songs, the mistakes made in the sermon; if we divert their attention to their boyfriends or girlfriends or even let them fantasize about being with someone else. For the noble ones, we can let them worry about worship wars or theological soundness of sermons. We will make them forget your power and have them forget you listen to cries of even the weakest of those stupid sheep. We will make them afraid of silence-the place they can truly meet you, and have them drown out your voice by music or by the voices of their friends. Anything that will keep their focus off you, Carpenter, and they become ours. No – not even in the church or in “Christian” circles are they safe. The funniest part of this is I don't care about them at all, they mean nothing to me. Where you love them, you died for them. I couldn't care less. This is nothing to me. Nothing more than a game of chess. Check - it's your move and it looks like I'm winning.
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Friday, April 15, 2005
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Monday, April 11, 2005
I (and many other Pita Pit employees) are doing the Supercities Walk this Sunday morning. Please sponsor me. I'll have my sheet with me this week. Stop me in the hall and shove money in my hand! Do it!
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Friday, April 08, 2005
Fortunatly those of us with hips have a saviour: the A-Line. The A-Line is gentle, the A-Line is kind. It is all forgiving and ever complimenting. Below the knee it blesses. Above the knee it caresses. The A-Line dress and the A-Line skirt have long been the salvation and kinsman redeemer of hippy girls world wide.
Lets take a minute and give thanks....
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Just something I noticed.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
- Study reveals McDonald's fries induce weight loss and enhance beauty
- Redeemer University College deems paper writing to be a colossal waste of time
- Use of money abolished world wide, hugs the new currency
- Jesus is coming back tonight
- Pizza said to be a cancer fighting agent
- Ontario government makes University a priority by paying for students to attend
- Fat is the new thin
- High heels are found to cause brain damage
- God commands skinny girls to be slaves for everyone over 150lbs
- Cats no longer a problem for allergy sufferers
- Vanilla Coke discovered to be a gigantic aphrodisiac
- Girls who sing are great lovers
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Lisa and I knew there was no way that 10 feet of snow was going to keep us away from First CRC. We started by rubbing our naked bodies with whale blubber (for warmth and slip) then put on two layers of long johns, seal skin pants and fox skin coats. On our feet we put mukluks made of black bear and then strapped on our beaver skin snow shoes. The minute we stepped outside PETA was there. They threw red paint on us, called us disgusting neanderthals and set the log cabin on fire.
After we put the fire out (with the help of mother nature's little friend precipitation) we went back inside to get dressed again as the PETA people had burnt our clothes off. We were glad for the layer of whale blubber that saved us from third degree burns.
We set back out wearing essentially the same outfits but made of synthetic materials. The journey was long and treacherous. We were joined by a couple of Redeemer students whose lives were lost along the way. As Lisa and I were running low on supplies, we prayed and God gave us permission to eat their frozen flesh. Finally we arrived at church just in time for the service to start.
It was a glorious service filled with music from our harpsichord and cat gut fiddles. The cat gut fiddles were torched when the PETA people showed up. Who knew they were Christian? They must have tailed Lisa and I down the escarpment. We were all looking forward to a challenging and life altering sermon by Reverend Doctor M. Goheen. As he got up to deliver the message a polar bear got up too. They had words and then broke into fisticuffs. It was like watching Jacob wrestle God. The fight ended with the bear biting off Goheen's left leg from just above the knee. He (the bear) then continued his way to the front of the church were he delivered a convicting sermon on fish in the Bible.
At the end of the service the Voortman Cookies Acrobatic Snowmobile Exhibition Team came and gave everyone rides home, a box of cookies and a pat on the bum. A good time was had by all. Lisa and were happy to get back to our cozy log home to take some meat out of our smoke house and make soup and bread all day long.
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Instead I type periscope (Any of various tubular optical instruments that contain reflecting elements, such as mirrors and prisms, to permit observation from a position displaced from a direct line of sight.)
There is huge difference, especially when writing for a Wolters paper. I just don't think I can work a periscope into the fall narrative