Well, last week was kinda crappy. Davyd lost his job. It's a long story and you can ask him if you want to know but the long and the short of it is that he's not working. He's been pretty depressed (understandably). It doesn't help that he hurt his wrist at AES on Thursday because he has bored as well (its his right wrist so he can't write or do stuff on the computer, and has been limited in the amount of house work he can get done.) I have a hard time when Davyd's depressed because I'm SOO not used to it. I'm the one who's supposed to be deppressed! We manifest our depression differently as well, which makes life really interesting...

I had a decent weekend. Highlights include:

- Catan with Raven, Cap'n and Davyd.
- Cuddling Jasen (He's TOOO cute, makes me think I'm almost ready to have one. GAH!)
- finding new jeans that actually fit me (they're men's low-rise, button fly, boot cut) for a price I'm willing to pay
- "Pirates of Penzance" with Gorra and Steph
- bought a Dr. Hook CD (Oh, the childhood memories!)

You know what to do...

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to put this in your Blog/LiveJournal and see what I say about you?

Well the trip home was WAY better. Amazing what 20 hours of sleep in 2 days will do to improve one's outlook on the Greyhound... (Decent movies helped too. They played Antz (okay) and Waking Ned Divine (Hillarious!).)

I was realizing, while driving between Lethbridge and Calgary, what beautiful country the prairie actually is. I love the way you can see the horizon in all directions, and the way the grass is actually different shades and tones, and the little farmsteads, and the cows! I wouldn't want to live there but its nice to visit.

I like Lethbridge. Its kind of a funny little city because althought it is actually a fairly good size (73,000), it still feels like a small town.

Starlin' this update is for you... (the rest of you can read it too)

Well, I'm sitting at Davyd's dad's computer in Lethbridge typing my update. I must admit that the Greyhound trip down was a bit of a let down (although that isn't surprising). I had never rode Greyhound before (because growing up, I got my license at 16 and had a car available to me from then on. If I wanted to go a significant distance (any distance) I took a Tempo (I miss my Tempo)) and had been kind of excited about the prospect. It may have been better if I had gotten anywhere enough sleep in the previous two nights or could sleep in a moving vehicle. But as it was I dozed (which for me is worse than not sleeping) and tried to read (and ended up dozing).

It's probably going to be a really laid back weekend. We haven't really made any plans and I think it will be nice to just spend some time with Davyd (we really don't get to do that enough). This afternoon we're going to go see the houses that John (Davyd's dad) has built (That's what he does for a living).

It's been a bit of a crazy week at work. On Tuesday, just as I was getting ready to go home, the library software server crashed. They finally got it up at about 4:00 this afternoon. Yesterday I was really hurting for things to do (which I HATE! I would rather be run off my feet than standing around with nothing to do, trying to look busy.) and for the last hour we've been running trying to get all the returns for the last two days done as soon as possible.

Thank goodness we got a manual check-out template set up in Word last week (for just such an occasion). Otherwise we would have been doing check-out by hand with a pen and paper! (Yick! Copying barcodes!)

The only other thing about the last two days that I'm thankful for is that they happened now (when we're slow) rather than in October or November when we're busy.


See ya at BPs!

I had a good weekend. Going to my parents is usually fun but this weekend was particularly amusing.

The reason for the trip was to give my mom a chance to sew my wedding gown with my body there so it could be tried on. Well, she sewed the lining as practice to see where the pattern will need adjusting (I had bought fabric for the sample dress but forgot to wash it on Friday night). We NEED to buy some satin. The lining fabric is almost as see through as the chiffon. As it is now the dress would leave a little less to the imagination than I would like (you could clearly read the logo on my T-shirt through the lining). Somehow I don't think that Davyd's grandmother would appreciate it the way it is...

I also got to spend time with my aunts and uncles (and cousin and friend) who I don't get to see very often. Both evenings I was there I went to a different uncle's for supper and sat and chatted. It was really nice. (I also asked Uncle Fred about Fluvogs. He thought he might be able to do something. I guess we'll see...)

Dad did a sorts of maintaience on my car while I was there too; oil change, replaced headlight bulb and radiator hose. Uncle Pat fixed the door handle that was coming off. It's kind of funny. My dad collects Ford Tempos and Pat collects Pontiac 6000s (or equivalents). They're really one model men.

I also got to see beavers! (and muskrats)

My appointment with Dr. Belch went well. He felt my neck and couldn't feel anything. I'm still going to have my CT scan on the 31st but I really don't expect them to find anything. Looks like it was a false alarm.

I'm relieved but also somewhat concerned. If it isn't my Hodgkins back, why am I so tired? I guess I should make a doc appointment and get stuff checked out. I've been sleeping so much lately and I'm still exhausted.

In other news. Mom and I are actually going to buy the fabric for my wedding dress this afternoon. :) Ten metres of white chiffon...mmmmmm. I'm excited. Tomorrow I'm going up to my parents so Mom can sew up a practice dress (must remember to wash fabric tonight!).

I just got a phone call from the Cross Cancer Institute. They want me to come in and see Dr. Belch (isn't that an awful name?). I guess there must have been some miscommunication between them and my family doctor because she told me they wouldn't see me until I had another positive test. Anyway, I have an appointment with him on Thursday the 13th (Davyd is going to go with me). The nurse said they may be able to get testing done sooner.

Its amazing how much one phone call can change your day. I had been having a pretty good day; enjoying work, joking with my co-workers. Now, I have this knot in my stomach and I feel almost on the verge of tears. I hate even the thought of going back to the Cross. I hate how it smells; how it feels. Its a scary place where they do awful things to me. It makes me feel very small and powerless. And I hate feeling like that.

Recently someone told me I wasn't a very good feminist.

I thought this was interesting, since I don't really consider myself a feminist at all. I'm an equalist (I'm not sure that's actually a word but...). I think that people, male/female, whatever race, creed, religion, whatever... should be treated as equally as possible.

I don't like the term feminist because it brings to mind man bashing women who think that all men are scum. I understand that when the feminist movement started that they had to really push the extremes because society was so male dominated. I appreciate what those women did. They were great people and really pushed our society forward. (I'll be the first to say "Thank you" for making it so I didn't have to get married at 18 and spend my life bare-foot and pregnant, looking after screaming offspring.)

I got an appointment for my CT scan on May 31.

Life has been good but fairly uneventful. Just work, hanging with friends, sleep (oh, glorious sleep!). It's kinda nice.