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. :)
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RUN AWAY!!!! Go for it!!! I will cheer you on!
Good random things list!
Interesting random list - I'm still working on mine.
I'm with Patti - run away & have a big informal party when you get back.
BTW - loved your comment on Christine's blog.I'm sure Chris will share it with Jordie.
My daughter & grandaughter if you didn't already know.
Greetings!
You should elope.
I eloped (second time) and it was terrific. Seriously. Terrific. No pressure existed. Bob, husband-to-be-at-the-time actually worked a half day, then picked up the best man and got home in time to get married at 3. I went for a bike ride, got dressed, swung by the florist to pick up flowers, and got there on time. We had a LOVELY ceremony.. actually, too bad no one really witnessed it.. and then came home and emailed family and friends our wedding picture.
Your list was great, and thanks for the comment on my blog. I struggle with how the church has higher expectations for those outside of it than we do for those of us inside of it. So wrong.
I agree, elope! Most weddings are greatly overrated and I think designed more for the family and guests than for the bride and groom. Save the money or spend it on something you both want, unless of course that would be a big expensive wedding. That's my two cents worth.
My family is from Newfoundland. My brother currently lives in Peru.
Is speaking Spanish with a Newfie accent as sexy as speaking English with a Spanish accent? That'd be like a bizarro Antonia Banderas...........
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