ma ma ma mooo cow

The perfect kodak moment presented itself this past weekend while I was in Picture Butte. I was taking my dog Sam out on a leisurly stroll down my parents road, (my dog it a cock-a-poo....his looks are as silly as the name sounds), and there was a pasture full of cattle on the left side. My dog, who is "afraid of a ball rolling at him", feels that these massive beasts are no match for his peuny yet cocky demeanor. So he bolts.....out into the poo infested field chasing these 1200lb brainless cows who could kill Sam in one swift kick. I call out at him in a feeble attempt to send him back to the road without me having to chase after him......ha! Im definitly not impressed at this point. Its 7:30 in the morning, and was not prepared to chase my dog in a pasture full of cows. But thats exactly what i did. Picture this. A massive herd of cows running from this sad excuse of a dog while im chasing the dog in my scrubs thinking "what the frig do they put in those kibbles"

son of a bee-sting

Why is it, when i manage to muster up all my "hand me down" clothes into 4 HUGE garbage bags, I still have an obscenely full closet? And i still complain that i have no clothes. figures...
I need to spend a summer living on an african tribe eating bugs for protien and wearing nothing but loose animal skin. *grrr* But thats just some vicarious-living/wishful-thinking on my part.


I've been struggling lately on finding a meaningful job. I just don't want to have some pointless "teener job" to add to my already littered retail resume. Been looking at Friesens Publishing, seeing as thats the direction I wish to explore. However more experience/education in needed. Its a vicious cycle. Either more education is needed, or more experience. At least for the jobs you want. I won't admit defeat yet, my search will continue. However, i may need to embrace the fact that chasing my dreams will ultimately require some level of peronal sacrifice. Time is such a precious commodity. Especially if it requires another 2 years of education. pfff....what does a bachelor's in anything get you. oh wait, more money. damn.

My newly inherited mini fridge is making weird noises....."Loud noises!!"

Lethbridge awaits....

hockey star

This weekend has been soooo much fun. It all started with a good nite of live hockey, hot iginla (sorry jay), humping kippersoff stretches (scandelous), and good ol' canadian beer. I swear the beer at the saddledome is "spiked", because i was feelin it after 1. And yes, i may be petite, but i can usually hold my own.
So it was my first ever live hockey game, unless you consider watching the Lethbridge Hurricanes in grade 5 a game......i don't. And it was glorious. I felt so canadian, sporting an old school hockey jersey, beer in hand, and screaming for a fight!!! My comments drew a few laughs from the people in front of me. Don't worry, they were laughing with me.....at least thats what i like to tell myself. :) I can be quite entertaining. Don't even ask me what i was saying, because i really don't remember. It was all such a blur..........i blame the spiked beer. But apparently i do Jay proud. I was almost disappointed when my fight didn't occur until, in the last 16 seconds of the game, one sparked. Sure it was nothing special, but it was a fight nonetheless. I was so proud....sniff. "Good job Lombardi....GOOD JOB!!!" what a guy.

pictures will be posted

So, as most of you know, I am undoubtedly, the most skilled female in the rhelm of video games. Ya'll know its true. Don't even try me at Halo unless you want me to put you in your place. Anyways, thats neither here nor there. My new game of choice has become donkey kong bongos. And mike, i believe i can give you a run for your money now. I can lay down the beats like no other. Ask jay....he has yet to beat me. :)
I should have become a drummer.

Went skating at this private lake behind Kevins house. I say private because only people who live in these incredibly massive and gorgeous houses have access to it. It was awesome. Although the highlight of that nite had to be Carina Wiens and her "attempt" to skate. Friggin hilarous. That girl cracks me up.


I love Westside Kings. Such a great church. I used to be accustomed to attending the morning services, until tonite. My plans may change now. The evening service was aweome. Jason Brazou has such a phenomenal voice. And i met up with some ol friends who i haven't hung out with in a long time. Too long in fact. Went to their 'used to be general store' house and smoked some sheesha (courtesy of Susan). Im excited for the poker nite Jae. Thanks for letting us come over and steal your food.
And here are those photos that i spoke of. You can thank me later.

Craig Spratt's birthday
The birthday boy

The Jae

the cake of all cakes (me and izzy made it)

yes, it is checkered

me and izzy bought him lego

ok
the nerd queen picture will be back......due to popular demand.

A Sucker for Piano

Oh. Guess whose going to a Flames game on Saturday at the Saddledome? THIS GIRL. I need to stock up of flames paraphanalia.
IM SO EXCITED!!!!!
hockey hockey hockey hockey

shannon

a ghost in my midst

ok. this has been the second night in a row where i have woken up to strange happenings.
Im usually in a deep sleep, when i wake up to this loud crashing, like books and cd cases falling off the shelf. And it would be easy to presume that my sub-concious state has created this "alarm clock" at 2:30 in the morning, but its just all to real. I am awake when i still hear it falling to the ground. I reach across my bed and start feeling the floor around me, and nothing. No books, no cds. So i get up, turn on the light, and look to where i heard the loud crashing, and eerily everything is still in its proper place on the shelf. So if this happens again tomarrow, I plan on rectifying the situation by springing to the light switch while i still hear everything crashing to the floor, exposing the culprit.......or realizing quickly that im starting to lose my mind....

learn to live in the present

God has given us eternal perpective so that we can look beyond the routines of life. Understanding, however, that God has not revealed to us, all of lifes mysteries. My life's bout of spiritual immaturity has hindered me from venturing past my comfort zone. To long have I been like those 40 year old men who have formed perfect butt grooves on there couches, indulging in that nasty trio: profanity, beer, and hockey.
I need to inherit the wonder and adventure of a child, setting aside worldy prudence and hard skeptisism which we so often pride ourselves on. And as willful as this may be, it can turn your vunerable heart to a humble heart.
Everyone has that instictive feeling telling them that something isn't right. For me, fear of the unknown has always provailed, and my inner feelings are left ignored.

I realize, as i grow older, the significance of living from my heart.

i found him!!

here he is folks......my next purchase



this bearded dragon needs a name......any ideas?

Life falls apart and i build it back up

Sunshine was refreshing. Looking across the country from the top of the mountain is humbling. A small speck in the scheme of thing.....but a significant one nonetheless :). And it was peaceful until a small kid snowplowed into me. But hey, we've all been there.

Im seriously considering purchasing a lizard for days like today when i crave companionship. Jen's I-Pup is cute for the first 5 minutes until you realize that you are talking to a robot. You start petting it, and he whimpers, and you feed it "music", and it dances, and then you accidently push the off switch, and.... I feel like im a vet putting a dog down. I need something that lives off of oxygen instead of double A batteries. Oh well, I am a simpleton. Off to the next best thing....Logic problems. My desire for solving logic problems have officially been quelled since recieving "101 Logic Problems and Puzzles" from my mom for christmas. Laugh all you want, but my brain is high and I like it.

My sister left back to Vancouver. I'm worse at goodbyes than i am at navigating. I either detach myself from the reality of it and don't conjure up a meaningful statement, or I turn into a complete sissy and bawl my eyes out, cheapening the poignancy of the moment. I think I should practice being cooler. But it was fun. Sprinkled cupcakes and all. I can't wait for next years gingerbread home-makeovers and Moonlight sonata interprative dances.

I'm in a weird state of excited exhaustion. Tea or hot chocolate......hot chocolate it is. And just like it says on the tin "it's a warm hug on a cold day".

shannon


The easiest thing to do isn't always right, and the right thing isn't always the easiest. As much as certain things cause strain to my heart, there are a million reasons why I am loving life, and I cannot forgot that.

thank you budda

I can officially pencil in this past week as one of the most odd, fun, and unpredictable. I wish holidays came more than once a year. Time spent with family and friends is so wildly empowering and rejuvinating for the soul. Remind me to come home more often. I warn you now, this post may come across as a cheesy vent sesh, but im a typical girl who enjoys indulging in a cliche. Low rated chick flicks, sappy music, hot baths, and stinky candles are amongst my guilty pleasures.
Tonite was an awesome night to start off the new year. It was one of those evenings when the sky is alive with shifting color, like a painting in progress, and the air cools with the promise of night. You know that fresh spring rain smell? everything just feels so renewed... I told you i was going to be cheesy. :)
As far as my new years resolutions are concerned....well, I only have one, but its a challenging one. It actually came to me at a chinese food resaurant....in a fortune cookie. I tell you, I was meant to eat chow mein that day because contrary to the promises of good fortune and budding relationships like most fortune cookies disperse....mine had a real meaning. "one of the hardest things to do in life, is remembering to enjoy it". I can vouch for that. Our lives are filled with challenges and heartache. Its a strange thing. When it first hits, you swear you'll never recover. But your lungs keep filling, and your heart keeps beating, and the world around you doesn't stop even if you want it too. So enjoy life, and thank God for it. Friends, hold me accountable to this, I have invested too much time pondering on the hypothetical. I need to enjoy whats real.
Anways, its been a while since my last post, and so much has come to pass since then. Theres no chance that I can fit it all in while maintaining your attention. Ill just tell you that it was incredible. Ill have to post up pictures, for they say a thousand words and a few laughs.
Oh, and funny story. Kristy and I hit a checkstop new years eve and the police were doing thorough checks of each vehicle. Me and my sister are the perfect "getaway with anything because were babes" combo. In the past we have recieved free brake light installation, discounts on oil changes, and that night, a quick weave around all the vehicles waiting to get their cars inspected. The best part was my sister holding up a plate of rainbow sprinkled cupcakes at the officer while i wore pigtails and a smile. no guy can resist :)
ok. so pictures up in a giffy. Im going in the hot tub.