What I found on my post-it stack this morning: "Libido balances."
Never mind asking. I'm not.
Before I start talking, check this picture out. I've decided it's my new philosophy. http://www.explodingdog.com/january2/itmighthappenmonday.html
Soccer today was fine, although we were missing Jenna. I played midfield, ran like crazy, then came off the field and died -- but I didn't screw up! And losing 1-0 to the hardest team (Marissa's) is acceptable. I am absolutely exhausted. I did get the ball in my stomach, but it was nothing compared to Monica's flying head/stop/thing that knocked her onto the ground.
Speaking to my elderly neighbour today, I was reminded of the woman I ran into on tuesday morning outside of RWA. She was eighty-six years old (she told me so), she looked after a girl in grade ten (she was there to return an ECA form), and she used to write poetry (wrote one poem called Kindness. Young people need a lot of kindness, she told me. Not money, perhaps, but kindness. She then explained to me how kindness affects all sorts of people). My neighbour was speaking to me in much the same fashion. It's interesting to listen to people who are so willing to talk, particularly when they have interesting stories to tell.
Jenna and I went biking and ended up at Rachelle's after staring into a hole for about half an hour. (I fell in the hole. All the way through to China. You can see my bike tracks in the cement.) We met Rachelle's friend Elizabeth...there was then an interesting episode involving us trying to make Kraft Dinner (we wound up melting grated cheese over the pasta in the microwave). I asked Elizabeth, who is in Grade Seven at RWA, what she did for the invention convention. Something about an elevator. Then these really weird people came over and started asking questions about obesity.
Ring a bell?
Yes, well, I think I had better leave...mmm...now. I have to go write song lyrics on the wall.
Thinking of you. Again.
2 comments:
I WISH I WENT TO SOCCER...my piano concert was such a waste of time!! I am starting to really like midfield and really want to play midfield and I was like bouncing in my seat at the concert because I soooo badly wanted to play soccer...especialyl since its one of the few games we had where its NOT raining!!
ah yes. i remember ariel telling me about that.
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