This is a testament to what good friends and positive peer pressure can do.
As it turns out, I am far from alone in giving this NaBloPoMo the old college try. Apparently, there are a LOT of determined Bloggers who are revving up their keyboards for the month of November.
I am really happy that I found that out because I *might* have chickened out if I was the only one.
Luckily for me, I have a lot of very nice blogger buddies who are participating and because they all are very kind, encouraging people and excellent writers, to boot, I am 100% certain I will follow through, in an attempt to produce a fraction of the bloggy goodness that they share on a regular basis.
I am also fairly certain that I can count on the aforementioned bloggers and friends to provide their ever effective *ahem* butt-kicking services, should I find myself slacking off during this month-long challenge. Amirite? (I’ll just hope for some comments to confirm.)
So… today marked the end of Daylight Savings Time, but it also marked a new beginning* with this NaBloPoMo challenge.
It just goes to show you, Jobs never makes it dark at 5 PM, without brightening a window.**
Today was also day two of my November #PeadyPhotoADay challenge and the prompt was #FallBack.
Here is my photo, taken at 10:30 pm AST.
There’s alway one, isn’t there?
*Remember? ‘Cause everyone was so nice to pretend the date on my last post was November 1? See? Brand new!
**Sorry. I couldn’t help myself! Did I mention it was DARK at 5 pm?!
Last Friday, Thing 2 participated in her school’s Terry Fox Walk. I wrote my usual lunch note for her, but I included one of my very favourite Terry Fox quotes.
“It took cancer to realize that being self-centered is not the way to live. The answer is to try and help others.” ~ Terry Fox
She didn’t know what I wrote until she saw the note at lunch.
Before we headed down for the bus she ran to her room and came out with a handful of coins from her piggy bank.
Oh my heart! The little hand with all her little quarters and nickels and dimes.
We must be doing something right.
Oh sure, there’s that, but this kid… she’s something else. All on her own.
I helped her put her donation in her back pack and explained why I choose each year to add $1 per person in our family.
“When I started this run, I said that if we all gave one dollar, we’d have $22 million for cancer research, and I don’t care man, there’s no reason that isn’t possible. No reason!” ~ Terry Fox
It’s what Terry wanted.
I couldn’t stop tearing up on Friday. Maybe it’s because Terry Fox was a kid.. or maybe it’s that I remember him from when I was a kid.. but I just kept thinking about how his family – and country and the world at large carried on his Marathon of Hope just as he wished. What a beautiful tribute to his life!
“If you’ve given a dollar, you are part of the Marathon of Hope .”
I love that his legacy lives on through so many children who take part in these events year after year.
“Even if I don’t finish, we need others to continue. It’s got to keep going without me.”
Don’t worry, Terry, it has gone on without you. It goes on and on and on.
Every year in 25 countries all over the world.
To date The Terry Fox Foundation has raised $650 million* to support cancer research in Terry’s name.
Not bad for some Canadian kid, eh?
Do you participate in the Terry Fox Run? Do your children take part at school? Do you have memories of Terry Fox?
Please share in the comments. I’d love to hear what you have to say.
*Of course you can always donate directly, anytime of the year here.
Despite the fact that Thing 1’s trumpet book was missing, searching high and low was netting zero results, and I had pretty much resigned to the fact it was never going to be seen again.
It felt like a day for getting things done and since I had the car, had some errands to run, and some ingredients to restock, I headed to Costco.
I think that Costco on a Tuesday morning is your best bet. As compared to, say, Saturday – Oh! I see! This *is* the apocalypse – Tuesday was alright.
I typically put my budget blinders on as I walk through the door and focus on the needs (as opposed to the wants). Today was no different, though the list of needs was long, so it took some time to get out of there.
I promise I can justify every single thing that went into my cart. My splurges were a few gluten free ingredients so I can be well prepared for this journey of mine.
That is a weird word. It’s also weird that I consider basic ingredients to be splurges. Maybe it’s the sheer volume of stuff inside Costco. I’d like a bulk sized bottle of Lemon Juice. Sure I would, but I don’t want two. Where the heck would I put it?
It just feels so … so … excessive. It is weird, isn’t it? (But I digress …)
So, basics were covered (including the awesome chicken that went into our Taco Tuesday dinner!), meal plan ingredients were procured, and I completely avoided certain parts of the store.
Who does that?!
Actually, maybe it’s less weird and more practical… possibly even wise.
Then I caught sight of the Mums.
Did you know I was on Mum Watch? True story.
I have been looking for the giant Costco Mums since August. I am sure that when I was in Ottawa, if I waited until September I was out of luck! So, I am not exaggerating when I tell you I was thrilled to see so many beautiful Mums just waiting to come home with me. So, I did what any wise woman, who just so happens to be trying hard to remember to put herself on her own priority list, would do.
I bought two!
Tuesday was shaping up.
I came home and put everything away. Revved up the CrockPot. Put the giant Mums outside. Turned the pots. Turned them again, so they would be putting their best Mum foot forward. It was a sunny day and I felt very happy I went with my gut instinct and chose YELLOW*. It was a good choice. So pretty!
It was wedged between his dresser and the wall of the closet (which is where the dresser lives) because of course!
I went into the closet to assess the mess and before my heart completely stopped I saw the teeny corner of pink paper and my brain said, “Wait! Don’t die from the shock of the mess just yet. I think that is something.” (Thanks, brain! So specific of you.)
So, I reached down and pinched that little pink corner and whipped out “The King of Pride Rock“. No, no, *not* Mufasa, silly! The sheet music from band.. from last year… which is always tucked inside the trumpet book and ZOMG! THE TRUMPET BOOK!
Okay! I am done** with Tuesday! It’s been excellent and frankly, I do not want to tempt fate by asking for a single thing more.
How sweet it is.
Now, what kind of payback can I come up with to make sure this never happens again? Thing 1 owes me. I can’t get my time back, but I am sure there’s a life lesson*** in this whole scenario.
I’m taking suggestions.
*Well YELL is right in there, so you have to!
**Nope. I managed to get dinner going, go for a walk with my NS BFF, and just before bedtime took the jammified Things for a little drive to return library books and DVDs we had borrowed. The last time I returned DVDs, this happened. Tonight we saw a fawn. So beautiful! It’s been a lovely day.
So, if you want to be a super smartypants when people tell you today is the first day of Fall, you can educate them on all the fun facts you just learned. (You do click my fun links, don’t you? I mean, I wouldn’t just put something lame there.) (That’s a lie. I could possibly put something lame there, but this time I didn’t. Promise!)
I’m not saying this will get you invitations to the most happening upcoming events and parties or anything, but it might win you some respect in science-y circles. But I digress …
I wanted to take a minute to thank all the nice people who have encouraged me this week. Even though so many of you are far away from me, I really feel like you are here cheering me on. Whether it’s struggling with blogger’s block, dealing with Sunday stresses, trying to keep the Things on track, figuring out what’s for dinner, or making it through a Hot Yoga or Zumba class. I feel you. I know you are “Rah rah rah” ing from wherever you are and I am eternally grateful for you and your support!
I have the kindest readers. That’s a fact.
Today was Word on the Street day in Canada and there were events from coast to – well almost – coast. (I hope some year it will be right across the country.)
Here is a little bit of how it looked from the East *coughs* best *coughs* Coast!
Look at this amazing lineup of authors! Isn’t that impressive? There were readings throughout the day along the Halifax Waterfront. If you are a word nerd at all, this is the day for you!
I* even got to hear a reading from “Listen to the Squawking Chicken” by Elaine Lui of “The Social” (@LaineyGossip in the Twitterverse, FYI). Afterwards, I had a book signed. Ms, Lui (Lainey!!!) was extremely gracious and even posed for photos with those of us who asked.
Isn’t that kind? I think so. In fact, I love that!
So, that’s it. I posted something every day for seven days and do you know what? I think my plan worked. I feel better about my little corner of the blogosphere and the fact that it is okay for me to leave things here.
I think I’ll keep it up.
I do have a lot to say.
Yes, some of it is utter silliness. I am fully aware of that fact and perfectly okay with it, too.
I hope you’ll stick around. I have a feeling this is going to be quite a Fall!
*Not just me, it was a packed house … er… tent … and lots of people enjoyed the reading and the Q & A that followed. I always had suspicions about poor Joaquin Phoenix. He was Leaf. Then he wasn’t. So many questions!
I just did some serious chair dancing while I previewed the video. I know the quality is low, but the nostalgia-metre is extremely high! So …
It’s late! I must post this before midnight.
Today was a fabulous day.
I went to Zumba this morning with my NS BFF and I am *so* happy because not only have we found a new and brilliant instructor, but the location is terrific, too!
If you have ever been to a great Zumba class, the chair dancing needs no explanation.
If you have *never* been to a great Zumba class, I am sad for you.
You should totally go! Seriously. I mean it. Go sign up right now for a Zumba class.
(Oops! Heh heh! Sorry. I’m all enthusiastic and a little bit bossy because I have endorphins coursing through my veins. They are probably not just coursing, I’m willing to bet they are dancing. Just picture all those happy little mood enhancers doing a Salsa all the way to my brain. It’s pure joy, I tells ya!)
Back to the chair dancing. I am chair dancing because at the moment the rest of my body is jelly! I am sure I used new muscles today. Not just dormant ones, but brand new, never-been-used-ever, muscles.
And that is the glory of Zumba.
You really get out of the class what you put into it and when you have a great – enthusiastic – instructor with flawless cues, great music, and obviously easily modified “moves”, it is so much easier to work your butt off. Literally*.
After Zumba I immediately** jumped in my car and drove home to hop in the shower because I had a hair appointment to get to! (What?! Could this day get better?!) (Yes. Yes it could.)
My hair turned out great. I love it! I was way overdue for a cut (as one does) and I knew I needed a change and a lot less hair and because my stylist is actually an artist (magician?) I really didn’t have to say much. She had free reign***. That’s trust.
Later, I survived being trapped in the busiest <insert name of major brand name retailer> I have ever seen. I tried to convince myself that it was just the grocery section and went about my business, but no, it was in fact insane. I thought I would never get out! Every cash was open and operating and there was a long line at each one. I had four measly items, three of which were the same,so technically I had two measly items and yet it took me nearly 30 minutes to get checked out.
I had an over the shoulder tweet creeper**** behind me, to boot! *shudders*
By the time I actually got to my door, I was feeling pretty pooped.
Then I walked though the door and was greeted by this!
Yup. Today was a fabulous day.
*Well, in all hopes, literally.
**After chatting with my NS BFF and our super new Zumba instructor and her BFF who was in the class because BFFs do these things. BFFs are the best, no?
4. I couldn’t figure out the remote** controls for the TV/DVD/AppleTV/DVR today and so currently I am watching the next Suits***.
5. The above fact is causing me extreme discomfort. *twitch twitch*
*I loathe ironing, however.
**I mean, really!!! Who the heck designed those teensy Apple remotes and why the heck are they clones of each other?! They are identical, save for the small fact that one controls the MacMini and one controls Apple TV so if you locate the wrong one well… Good luck, Charlie! *harumphs*
***As in, I missed one. AACK!!! This is so not okay!