Daring to Be » 2006 » October

As per Sarah’s request, here is a picture of me in my costume from Saturday night.

Now, you may not think my costume was entirely appropriate for Halloween, so let me explain… as I briefly mentioned, I am cochairing Santa’s Education Student Helpers (SESH), a big fundraiser the Education Students’ Society (ESS) and many volunteers put together every year in order to raise money for inner city schools. Saturday night was a Halloween-themed pubcrawl to raise money for SESH. Since I am not only on the SESH committee, but am in fact heading it with another girl, I thought it was only appropriate to dress like Santa since it is after all Santa’s Education Student Helpers.

Brilliant, no?

I thought so. There were many Santa’s on the pubcrawl because I recruited people. See the red strap on my shoulder? I made a large toy bag. Inside were ring pops that we sold to make money for SESH.

Tonight, for the real Halloween, I do not have any plans. The wind is bitingly cold outside, so I plan on staying in and handing out candy to cute Trick or Treater’s. I need a relaxing night at home anyway.

I hope everyone has a safe and fun Halloween!

(Oh, and I am aware I just posted about my updating skills, but what can I say? I like to contradict myself. Deal with it.)

It has almost been two months since school started, which also means it has been two months of irregular and uninteresting blog posts from moi.

I wish I could somehow express eloquently why blogging hasn’t been a priority lately… but I can’t come up with much rather than to say it just has fallen way down on the list of things to do everyday, or even every so often.

I can’t even say that I miss my “old” blogging habits all that much. Maybe I would if I actually had something interesting to write, but just didn’t have the time to write about it. It’s not like that though. Not only do I not have the time, but I also don’t have the subject matter.

Or maybe the problem is I no longer feel comfortable wearing my heart on my sleeve via brutally honest posts?

Bottom line: I will continue my irregular and uninteresting blog posts for the time being, like I said I would. Maybe some gem of a situation will happen to me in life that I feel comfortable sharing, and maybe not. Point is, I am going to stop feeling guilty for neglecting this blog. I have way too much else on my plate to worry about.

Today, a couple of things led me to believe that love? Well, it doesn’t exist.

A few hours later, a candlelit bubble bath, and two glasses of wine have now led me to think…

“Who cares if love exists!? It’s time to party!”

I am so excited for tonight. Time to get my costume on and get ready to go!

I realized I haven’t written anything about Winston for awhile, so here is some puppy cuteness for everyone to enjoy!

The above picture must be from when he was smaller, he still is only about that far off the ground, but he’s definitely a bit longer and chubbier. And his black eyebrows are turning white. But he’s still the cutest puppy I’ve ever met!

I don’t think Winston will ever actually know and respond to his name. Why? Because at any given time I am likely to call him by one of his pet names:

Wiggles, Tigger, Muffin, Cupcake, Lover Bean, Baby, Snookums, Puppy, Cutie Pie. That’s just a small sample. It’s early yet and I can’t remember any more of his silly names.

Feel sorry for my future children, and any possible names I may call them!

This is what I’m faced with several times a day. Here he is outside ready to come inside, looking very much like an injured pup who doesn’t understand exactly why he is stuck outside when clearly all the people he loves are inside, and that’s where all the fun stuff is happening. He does the same thing whenever someone leaves. He jumps up to look out the window and gives a look like “Where do you think you’re going?”

It is still about another month until he has all his shots and can attend obedience school. I’ll be grateful for that day. He desperately needs to be trained not to do his business on the carpet. He’s not as bad as he used to be, but occasionally I have to clean up little puppy messes.

There you go, a Winston update!

Stephen pointed out a recurring them in my blog as of late. Sad entry, happy entry, sad entry, happy entry, sad entry.

In keeping with the theme… it is happy entry time!

Tonight was my last night of work for The Bay. It feels good to be done, although it is not like I’ll actually have free time. Maybe a bit more, but not a whole hell of alot.

To celebrate being done work I just had to purchase a Godiva dark chocolate bar with raspberry filling. Yes, it tastes as good as it sounds.

Things that make me happy:

• I have Friday afternoon off! Yay!
• Two of my three classes are cancelled for tomorrow!
• I am officially unemployed!
• SESH pubcrawl is this Saturday!
• I got rid of 16 cases of Girl Guide cookies by giving them to Area and other units!
• I found out my last final is December 11th, which means I have a nice long Christmas holiday heading my way!

So there you go, my happy entry.

I remember when I found out I was accepted into Education, I vowed I would become as involved as possible as well as concentrate alot on school work and keep my grades up.

So far, I have been true to my word. My grades have been great, and I’m constantly busy with extra curricular activites, especially with SESH right now.

It’s just nice to know I kept my promise. I have met alot of amazing people, and have been having such an awesome time. My experience being an Education student will be brief, two years is not a long time, so it makes me happy to know that I am not wasting a minute of it. Even if it means that I am constantly on the run from 8 AM until 8 PM or later every day, which has resulted in this gross cold that’s developing.

I can’t express how happy I am with life right now. I never thought a time would come when weekends were not the highlight of my week, that instead every Friday I am looking forward to Monday.

I only hope this enthusiasm and dedication to extra curriculars stays with me when I am done my education and am a first year teacher!

Life? Is great.

I have a headache.

My shoulders and back are all achy.

My throat feels all weird.

My nose feels slightly stuffy, itchy, and strange.

My eyes are blood shot and it hurts to blink. They also itch.

I can’t taste my ginger ale.

This all equals a cold coming on.

:(

I know I said I would crash, but you try hanging out with a bunch of 7 year old girls and not catch their infectious enthusiasm! Although I do admit I feel exhaustion slowly creeping on…

You know you’re all grown up when you are more excited about eating veggies and dip than you are cupcakes and other sweet baking! For real. I just dug right in. The Mom who brought it was nice enough to leave the leftovers for me too. Yummy veggies and dip!

My moment to brag… one of my Brownies gave me a super adorable card tonight. The front says “To Brenne” (I can accept spelling mistakes from wee ones) and there are two people, labeled “me” and “you”, drawn under a bright yellow sun. Once opened, crayon spells out “your the best!” and a autumn leaf is taped on. The other side (okay, prepare yourself for an overload of cuteness) says “your a realy nice teacher. roses are red vilets are blue the best one is you” and then there are two big red hearts drawn.

Too. Cute. For. Words.

(Please notice the complete absense of anything about the group presentation. Clearly that means you should not ask me about it.)

My day starts at 6 AM tomorrow, with getting ready for school, printing out 27 handouts that are 5 pages long, gathering Brownie stuff and giving Mom a shopping list of stuff to buy for Brownies, making notes on my part of the huge group presentation I do later on in the day.

8 AM until 10 AM will be spent going over the presentation with my group.

Class from 10 AM until 2:20 PM, with the presentation in my last class that starts at 1 PM. It is worth 25% of our grade. Here’s to hoping we pull off an awesome job.

2:30 PM until 4 PM will be spent in the ESS office planning SESH, or more specifically, the huge pizza sale we are having on Thursday to raise money for SESH.

4 PM until 6 PM will be spent at a Professional Development seminar: Aboriginal Perspectives and Anti-racist Education.

6:15 PM until 7:30/8 PM is Brownies. It is enrollment, meaning parents/grandparents/siblings will all be attending. A big ole party. And more stress for me, in making sure the program goes off without a hitch.

8 PM… come home… crash. Ignore all other homework and go to bed early? I think that sounds divine.

I don’t know why, but I have been an emotional wreck lately. It’s not for obvious reasons, if you know what I mean. Just that lately, the smallest things can reduce me to tears.

Like having my attention drawn to the fact that, yes, I do have a little belly on me. I’m female! I was made for having babies before I even knew I wanted them!

Bugger off.

Well, that would be my normal reaction. Not this almost tears business.

I guess I’ll chalk it up to being caused by stress?