SIX RANDOM THINGS ...

I had been given permission to ignore ... but what the heck ... here ya go ...

Numero Uno … When I was 9 years old (I think 9 … if not exactly 9 then some where around there … give or take a year) I hid a terrible secret from my parents. I was found out … eventually … as kids who keep secrets from their parents usually are. I was ratted out by a “PAST DUE” notice mailed to the house. Yep, the secret was out … I’d snuck out and got myself a library card from the Public Library that used to exist at Eastgate Square … up on the second floor … overlooking the food court. Apparently I’d failed to return my Little House on the Prairie book on time …


Dos … I originally went to school to become a History teacher. Did my four year degree at McMaster … decided somewhere around 2.75 years into the program I didn’t so much want to teach, but wanted to finish out the degree … perhaps I could translate it into something in Law … or museum work … or HEY why not go to do another 3 years at EPBC and do something ministry related … after that I began working “temporarily” in the office at the church on the mountain … needing to pay off those student loans. The first week of July I will have been at my temporary job for 15 years … yes indeedy that is correct. I’m expecting much fanfare and bro-ha-ha-ishness in celebration of that fact.

Tres … I lied about the last sentence in Numero Dos


Cuatro … I’m still seriously considering running away to get married … I can’t handle the pressure of the “who makes the invite list.” Glyn was asked by his mother this weekend if we were inviting church staff … she thought that we should … I think … “if I want a wedding with about 100 peops I really don’t want about 25% of them to be church on the mountain co-workers and their spouses … and if I don’t invite them all how do you decided WHICH ONES make the list?” … And the money that we are presently saving for THE DAY and the DAYS TO FOLLOW can be spent rather nicely on a house down payment … who knows … You may all one day read … “hey we ran away” …


Cinco … I’m incredibly nationalistic ... and eagerly looking forward to the Olympics in August. I can get weepy watching the Olympics and watching Canadian singing along as the anthem is played. Seriously … have you ever checked out Chandra Crawford and her singing during the national anthem … no timid little lip syncing with that girl!


Seis … I don’t speak Spanish … but I think it would be a sexy linguistic to pick up … or maybe I’ll just see if Glyn will learn to speak English with a Spanish accent … that would work too. :)