Thirteen hundred

It doesn’t seem like it was that long ago that I was writing my ‘800’ post. Thank you for making my blog what it is. Honestly, if the hits weren’t climbing I might not be as inclined to come back and post, albeit slow lately.

My second week has past with the local newspaper, still liking my job. Two more weeks to go and then the job search begins. My ideal summer jobs: Carleton Cards or Library Assistant. I’m going to try for both.

I picked up a book while in Corner Brook last weekend, it’s called “Unfinished Business” by James Van Praagh. I’ve only got chapter one down so far, it’s interesting to say the least. It’s about learning from the dead through James, a medium.

Well, as all my Sunday’s go lately, I’m off to continue with the laundry and cleaning in preparation for this weeks coming neglect.

Attached is a photo NOT taken by me. I just love it.

the book of AWESOME

So maybe i’m a little behind the times, whatever. I picked up the first copy of the book of AWESOME today, coincidentally this is the day that book 2 was released. I found out via twitter.

The book definately made me smile often, and ‘lol’. One thing I found jarring about the book was that the author mentioned McDonalds A LOT, and fast food A LOT. It’s just one of those things you notice and it kind of skews your attention from the rest of the book.

I’m hoping that version 2.0 will be bigger and better. Though I am very pleased with the optimism that this book has left me with. Also, I learned two new things that I hadn’t noticed/thought about before:

a) there’s an arrow beside the little gas pump symbol on your instrument panel indicating which side of the car the gas cap is on!

b) there are inserts on the side of the tin foil box that pop inward so you don’t lose the roll while you’re hauling off some foil!

I’ve compiled a list of my favorite AWESOME things that were mentioned in the book. Yes, I did read the book with a clipboard and pen in hand.

1. Seeing a cop on the side of the road and realizing you’re going the speed limit anyway.

2. Hitting a bunch of green lights in a row.

3. Taking your bra off after wearing it for hours.

4. Waking up before your alarm clock and realizing you’ve got lots of sleep time left.

5. The smell of crayons.

6. Hearing a stranger fart in public. ( One of my personal favorites!)

7. Finally remembering a word that’s been on the tip of your tongue for so long.

8. When you arrive at your destination just as a great song ends on the radio.

9. Snow falling on Christmas Eve.

10. Getting something with actual handwriting on it in the mail. (Another of my personal faves, I wish people still did that!!)


On a different note, I thought of a couple of my own random acts of awesome.

– Buying a new set of pens and using one for the first time.

– The sound of a stove kettle whistling.

– Getting a higher grade then you expected on an exam.

Common theme

The love of the sea –

It is said that in order to truly love something you must also fear it. Sitting on a stick of driftwood on the pebbled beach this evening, I realized that I was, again, in love with the sea. The thunderous wonder that claims so many lives yet cures much heartache.

It was the first time I had ever heard the slow conclusion of water-over-pebbles – The beach where I was borne had only large bed-rock with smoothly progressing waves. It was the first time since I had left that beach that I got caught up with the sun flickering on the water.

I lost myself entirely in the roar of waves. The thoughts that had been plaguing me the past month had dissolved with the sand. Traffic raced behind me on the highway, just five or six metres away. I thought I had lost my soul’s soul, but I found it again at the shores of the Crossing.

If there is one thing you do this summer, let it be this: sit alone at the beach. Focus only on the sound of the waves, the feel of the breeze in your hair and the taste of salt-sea mist. As the sun goes down, think about the positives in your life.

“They are one with the tides of the sea, They are one with the tides of the heart…”

-“Newfoundland” by E.J. Pratt