Life can be pretty turbulent, can't it? Just when I think I have things figured out, just a few things even, something changes or tips or leans way over, and I have to take stock and figure out what it all means.
I just don't enjoy curve balls.
This isn't meant to sound all dramatic or anything, it's just that it shouldn't be a surprise to me at this point, how changeable life is. Really, that's one constant we can be sure of, right? That living involves a lot of change, voluntary or not?
Basically, I'm now faced with some work/school choices again that I'm not sure I'm ready for. I was kind of heading in this direction but now I'm getting a pretty significant push that way, and it's out of my control. What this means is that I've been advised my current work situation is not sustainable and that I have some decisions to make for the new year. It's good that I have some time, but it's too easy for me to just throw up my hands and say that it's such an interruption and how troublesome...but perhaps it will turn out to be a blessing in disguise. I'm pretty thankful to have been able to work part-time while studying full-time, but as of January there will be no part-time and my role becomes automatically full-time. If my focus for the next few years is school, I don't know how that will look for my work situation. As appealing as the thought is, I can't stop working altogether as moving home is not an option at this point :{ so we'll see how it all plays out.
I'm really tempted to run away into the forest somewhere and live a monastic life making cheese and chocolate- still an excellent backup plan, in my opinion:) Or maybe I should run off to sea. That sounds like fun. Like in the Tim books by Edward Ardizzone - anyone???
Don't worry, I'll post something more cheerful next time but today it's all about being pensive and introspective ;) Thanks for sticking with me!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Mixed feelings about geese
For some reason, I am thinking of geese. Every time I see them in their v-formation and hear them honking all the way to wherever they fly to, I am sad to see them go because it signals that winter is approaching in all its dudgeon. Okay, it's beautiful too, but hopefully a long ways off still.
However, I'm not going to miss the goose poop that's all over the bike paths. Plus, those are some cheeky birds and they do not get out of the way for a charging bicycle let alone a lone runner, so in that way they're kind of pesky birds.
However, the Canada goose is a fond image for me, probably from seeing so many of those Benjamin Chee Chee prints in dentists' offices and such. I think this one is one of the most well-known- does anyone know of these outside of Ontario? I gather they're pretty famous.
On an unrelated note, I just found out that I've been calling Canada Geese "ouaouaron" which in fact is the word for a type of bullfrog. Losing...grip...on reality... heheh. The funny part is I have most definitely propogated this falsehood to at least one other person and now they're dispatched into the world with a wrong idea, *gasp*. It shouldn't come as a huge surprise if you are acquainted with my family and our tendency to get words wrong in both official languages, but I clung to this for so long, sniff. ;)
As I was contemplating geese for no reason in particular, I was reminded of the song by Arlo Guthrie that my dad had on a record called "Me and My Goose." I can remember sitting scooched right up to those big old speakers in the living room, soaking in the song. I won't say it's why I'm a vegetarian ;) but it was such a sad/funny song and I don't think my dad has that record anymore. I youtubed it the other day and it wasn't quite the same (isn't that always how it happens with childhood memories?) but still good. Poor Al, and poor kid that was his friend, heheh. Along that vein, there was also that book that was also a song that we read in grade two about foxes stealing the chickens and bringing them back to their den, for some reason I was so traumatized about that. Did anyone else ever read that in school?
So ends my rant/ramble about all things (well, some things) geese.
Have a great day! :)
However, I'm not going to miss the goose poop that's all over the bike paths. Plus, those are some cheeky birds and they do not get out of the way for a charging bicycle let alone a lone runner, so in that way they're kind of pesky birds.
However, the Canada goose is a fond image for me, probably from seeing so many of those Benjamin Chee Chee prints in dentists' offices and such. I think this one is one of the most well-known- does anyone know of these outside of Ontario? I gather they're pretty famous.
On an unrelated note, I just found out that I've been calling Canada Geese "ouaouaron" which in fact is the word for a type of bullfrog. Losing...grip...on reality... heheh. The funny part is I have most definitely propogated this falsehood to at least one other person and now they're dispatched into the world with a wrong idea, *gasp*. It shouldn't come as a huge surprise if you are acquainted with my family and our tendency to get words wrong in both official languages, but I clung to this for so long, sniff. ;)
As I was contemplating geese for no reason in particular, I was reminded of the song by Arlo Guthrie that my dad had on a record called "Me and My Goose." I can remember sitting scooched right up to those big old speakers in the living room, soaking in the song. I won't say it's why I'm a vegetarian ;) but it was such a sad/funny song and I don't think my dad has that record anymore. I youtubed it the other day and it wasn't quite the same (isn't that always how it happens with childhood memories?) but still good. Poor Al, and poor kid that was his friend, heheh. Along that vein, there was also that book that was also a song that we read in grade two about foxes stealing the chickens and bringing them back to their den, for some reason I was so traumatized about that. Did anyone else ever read that in school?
So ends my rant/ramble about all things (well, some things) geese.
Have a great day! :)
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