I have returned from another long-ish break! Partly because I had no internet access and partly because I was always too tired to write at night (or lazy, you can choose an excuse).
Anyways I am back and writing and random side note - it looks like I may be writing for a long time as I have officially been accepted into second-year journalism at Carleton! It looks like I may be able to have a career doing the thing I love... fingers crossed. The only thorn in my side is that my bestest friend at Carleton, Laura N (shoutout to her blog) will probably not get in as Carleton is stupid and will soon regret sending home one who is sure to be one of the most prominent female broadcasters in Canadian television. She is going into Communications however and that will be just as good and guarantee her more money but still...
BACK TO THE ROAD TRIP: Leaving Merrit, after a lovely night in a hotel "just like the Holiday Inn" we hit the road and set our sights on Langley. We continued to drive through the mountains and the sights were so beautiful and lovely (a word that I found myself saying an awful lot lately). We got to listen to my iPod (finally) and it was great to sit in the back and just jam out!
We went to Langley to visit Laura and my friend from journalism at Carleton, Gerrit. We let him know when we were in hope and after deciphering our way through the maze that is Langley we made it. Gerrit had to come out and show us the way on his skateboard. But it was really nice to see him and I got to talk to him more than I usually do. We arrived at his house, which is can I say, gorgeous and humungous! His backyard alone was a sight to behold, even with their own stairs down to the river. Their dog, the same breed as Mr. Barrack Obama's, was one of the sweetest dogs I have ever met, and really seemed to take a fancy to me.
After the house tour and the very non-traditional and casual meet and greet with the parents, it was time to travel into the future and experience what it would be like to be a stay-at-home-mom with four kids and a thousand things to do. I honestly, finally, can understand the stickers that say "Mom's taxi" or something like that because I honestly felt like a shuttle bus except without getting paid. The funny thing was that it actually didn't scare me.
I guess since my twentieth birthday is soon approaching my brain aka my subconscious is preparing me for motherhood (that word still scares me though). Ever since I was little I always said that I would never get married let alone have children. But slowly, very slowly, there have been minut changes to that central personal philosophy. It starting with my liking of romantic movies, then becoming a shipper - I think my first and favourite ship was Ron and Hermione (from Harry Potter, my favourite books of all time) - although thinking about now it may have been in the Lioness Quartet series by Tamora Pierce (excellent books) or in I Dream of Jeannie...
Then it moved on to TV, as I got sick in grade eight I started to watch television (since there was really nothing else to do except read but that was more difficult to concentrate on due to pain) - actually good television, I became devoted to couples (in the making) and certain couples became/still are my only reason for watching. Alias was the first. I started watching it either before or after I got my tonsils out and as soon as I started I was addicted. I think Dayna came over for the first ever disk - it was the one when Sydney was in the blue rubber dress - and we watched it because I couldn't do anything else - she was so sweet, always came over when she could and even though she didn't like TV that much she would always watch it with me. Great memories there - Dayna is such a great friend to me and was one of the ones that stuck by me when I was sick!
Back to the original segway, I don't know when it started, I think in grade 12 at Bishop Carroll, I (this is hard for me to admit) but I started a baby name list! Its terrible. AND I even have thoughts about weddings and gasp getting married (outdoor and with a man straight out of the pages of Jane Austen). And then today I was thinking that I could even get past going through labour - one of my original concerns - because the little miracle of joy would be worth the endless hours of body-wrenching, mortifying pain and experiences - hopefully. And even if I got a deformed baby that would be in God's plan.
Akkk those thoughts are knot-in-stomach-inducing but are kind of exciting and a huge step for me. BUT are VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY far off and I put them in God's hands.
Back in Langley: after disposing of Gerrit's siblings we sent off for White Rock a gorgeous beach just outside of Langley and to our trepidation Gerrit's friend Aaron joined us for our excursion, which turned out great, Laura was pleased But we had to clear out Kevin to make room for the boys and sitting in the back with two boys and a long board was certainly an experience. We learnt very quickly why males do not have the best reputation for being tour guides as they are terrible at giving directions. Anyways we arrived there and back without injury and had a great time. Walked down the beach, a long walk, and discovered where the township got its name - a huge white rock.... with ugly writings on it by randoms over the years - and get this its not even a white rock - its painted white! Lies! It was a beautiful spot though and we walked onto a dock and put our feet in the Pacific ocean for the first and only time on this trip. Aaron and Gerrit walked ahead most of the time, they led us to White Spot which is the happenin' place to be on the West Coast, just in case you didn't know (I didn't at the time). We got some great eats after watching Aaron fail to get beer even though he is not of age.
We finally made it back to Gerrit's late and read some stories in the living room. They all had a virtue/moral at the end and then we all went to bed with visions of sugar plums dancing in our heads - just kidding folks!
Seeing how long this post is so far I am going to take a break for the moment, eat me some lasagna and garlic, watch some Glee and finish this later tonight mayhaps!
Good night and good luck, internet world!
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