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Just Another way I'm TOTALLY Winning the Tug-o-War with 30

You Are 27 Years OldUnder 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

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The Little Miracle

This is proof that not matter how many miscarriages or eptopic pregnancies or pregnancy complications come along, sometimes the universe just makes it happen.

My good friends C and J are the two more deserving people to be parents. In love since they met and starting dating at age 14, who better to combine DNA and bring one into the world?

This is a 1 in a million chance, as told to C by her doctor.

The universe has spoken.

Congratulations you two. I am so so so so happy for you that words cannot express. I hope you don't mind that I shared your excitement with the Internet. They'll love this story, though. They're good like that.

3 Bridesmaids and a Bride

The ladies - sadly minus 1 :( - with the bride

Let me preface this picture by saying the bride is in green and that if you can't figure out who I am you really need glasses. I also must give a shout out to the wee sister who could not attend but WILL be there on the big day. (Not much longer now H and we'll party it up together big sista style yo!)



I must be in the wedding mood because last night as I was drifting off to sleep, I suddenly was hit with a wave of writing inspriration for my sister's wedding. I've written them down and will tuck them away unti a time when I sit down to write the speech that I must admit I am most looking forward to. (Have I mentioned my entire family LOVES being videoed and having their picture taken AND making up plays? attention hogs? ya think?)

I am a very honoured bridesmaid in her party of 4. What I love more is the situation which perfectly describes my sister:

Ever since we were little, my two sisters and I planned on doing a round rob…

Does my hair look okay?

How much do I love that my blog now has pics? Since I couldn't be there for the real thing, I'll take this as a second best. The blushing bride gears up for the big day..er..night...
That look? It's the serenity that comes with knowing you've got a life changing experience ahead of you that you are so ready for. Captured emotion, relfected back, reaffirming the extreme bliss with the impending words 'I do', sealed with a kiss.

It wasn't the real veil, or even the real day, but it was almost as if our cheap crinolin piece of fabric made it that much more real.

It's in these moments when I realise my life is rich with friends.

A Lesson in Sharing

Out last night with my good German friend S - I always preface my friends with something that describes them so people will be able to relate to other stories I've told about them; isn't that nice of rambley old me? Like 'My friend from high school with the little boy E' or 'My friend from university who's really competitive J' or 'My friend A who visited my parents in Chicago'. And so the story continues...

We hadn't seen each other since before Christmas and were catching up on all the things that we missed. In amongst this lovely conversation, I did what any red-blooded-woman-in-winter does and busted out my Body Shop lip balm (tangerine, so glad you asked!) to slather onto the old chapped flappers for yet another time in the evening when I then instinctively held open the circular tub, offering up the opportunity to S.

She politely declined and without missing a beat proceeded to carry on her conversation.

It struck me as I was swiping my finge…

The Bear Awakes

I decided if I was going to attemp to upload pictures on my site, what better way to kick it off then the view from the seat at the cottage. This is me, literally sitting on the couch, turning my head left and looking out.

Check. It. Out.

If you're not relaxed just looking at it, you're not alive.

After almost a month of not posting and some serious relaxtion time, I think I am ready once again to tackle the world with words.

My creativity has been topped up and my energy levels are much higher.

Here's hoping 2006 is as fantastic and awe inspiring as the last couple years have been.