On being me

March 2, 2009 at 3:10 pm (About me)

It’s raining today! Not only that, but this weeks highs and lows are promising the potential to remain above 0 C ALL WEEK!
Can it be? Can the hell known as winter finally be on its way out?
SOME people I know may find this upsetting; as lovely as said people may be, I feel no regret over the rapidly dwindling snow supply.
Because the sooner the white stuff goes away the sooner the trails will be in decent enough shape for me to haul my once-athletic ass into the sticks.
Hiking people, hiking! The end of winter signals the beginning of hiking season for me! Now that my boy is in kindergarten I will actually be able to get a small and tranquil hike in 4 days a week.
Every year I begin to get giddy at the beginning of March. Because the promise of the upcoming spring becomes more evident, less of a pipe dream. The snow washes away and wee bits of green begin to peek out, giving me hope that soon, soon this place will begin to resemble my home, albeit briefly.
This year I am particularly pleased with the end of winter and the beginning of the rainy season. Because once we are thawed out *I* will be busting my ass to get my driver’s license. Which signifies freedom. Which means my kids and I will actually have some semblance of the life I want for us.
No more fear, no more tentative requests to various friends for rides from a to b. Freedom will be MINE and I shall grasp it with both hands.
So for now, I watch the rain and rub my hands together in dastardly glee.


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Lost and Found

November 11, 2008 at 12:43 am (About me)

A rather strange thing happened this week. I lost an old friendship and found an old friendship.

The older I get the less inclined I am to tolerate behaviour I at one time found amusing, or tolerable. I’m 31 *choke* and have weathered some truly horrible experiences. I’ve lost everything only to earn it all back, I’ve faced homelessness, serious illness, loss, betrayel, and universal animosity, and I’ve done so with as mmuch grace as I am able to muster. However, with adversity comes change and while I am fairly happy to continue growing and changing, there are those of my acquaintance who would prefer that we all remain frozen in time.

I found myself unable to mollify a woman I was once fairly good friends with. To be honest, our friendship was really one of convenience; we had our daughters at the same time and had both moved from the same small town to the  big city at approximately the same time. It made sense to be friendly and to lean on each other.

However, as time went on I became less inclined to listen to her browbeat me for the decisions I’ve made and even less inclined to tolerate her staggeringly egocentric personality.

I’m sorry to say that this week we ended our friendship officially. Actually, no, I am not sorry. The feeling that swept over me when I realised I would never, ever have to hear her voice again was relief. Relief that it was over, relief that it was done in such a way so as to make reconciliation impossible, relief that I now have one less uneducated know-it-all to justify my decisions to.

Curiously, I found my best friend from high school in the same week and had an amazing conversation with him. Realised, as did he, that time and difficult experiences haven’t soured the bond that we had all those years ago (and oddly, still seem to) and began making plans to get together in the flesh and tear it up just like we used to. Needless to say, the feeling that swept over me after reconnecting transcended relief!

I am filled with joy and feeling so good about both this week and the future.

As to my former friend, well, to be truthful, we haven’t been friends for a long time. I just think neither of us wanted to admit it. I wish for her a life that gives back to her everything she puts out in this world.

Take that whichever way you will.

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WELL! Hahaha

August 5, 2008 at 2:37 pm (About me)

Goodness me, apparently I upset a few people by  daring to suggest that the Twilight books are NOT on par with works of art such as The Canterbury Tales, Pride and Prejudice, Paradise Lost, etc. 

I think I forgot what it’s like to be young and so desperately in love with a series of books that anything going against my opinion was tantamount to heresy…

Wait, you know, I was never quite that rabid! Whoops!

The fact is, people, this is my blog and I’m going to write about what I want, when I want and how I want. I also am going to respect the opinions of people who comment here so long as they a) display a level of intelligence above that of a jellyfish and b) back up their opinions with the writing skills normally taught at the 8th grade level. 

In all seriousness though, this is how I see it: people who get hooked on certain series tend to feel very passionately about the characters, plot, etc. They feel possessive about Bella, Edward, Jacob, etc and almost elevate very mediocre (but always fun!!!) books to the level of REAL literature. And that’s fine, absolutely, as long as such silliness doesn’t try to engage with ME. 

Because I’ve read YA fluff and I’ve read regular fluff (VC Andrews, anyone?), and I’ve read literature. And I will NEVER be willing to lump all three categories together. To do so is an insult to the great masters of this art and while I respect the work done by Meyer and Andrews’ ghostwriters, to suggest that they are on par is utterly ridiculous. Fluff is fluff and to expect it to be more or flip out when things don’t go the way YOU would have written it is juvenile to say the least.  If you can do so much better, then get thee to Word and start writing boys and girls!

So, straight up, this blog is for my friends; while I have no beef with people reading it, getting pissed at it, loving it, wtfever, I DO have a beef with those who come here to flame. Your comments HAVE been and will continue to be removed. None of us are interested in blog wars, at least, those of us who interact like adults. This blog isn’t for that, it’s for the people I care about. And anyone who is going to get THAT hysterical and obnoxious over a rather average series of books, well, come back in ten years or so. Thank you and have a SMASHING day! 

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Well hey!

July 25, 2008 at 6:00 pm (About me)

Hi there! I’m Adri, a 31 year old mother of two who has managed to land herself in a village of less than 700 people after being born and raised in Vancouver. After coming to the realization that I spend FAR too much of my spare time reading some seriously cool blogs I decided that perhaps the time had come to publish my own observations, adventures, ideas, etc. I do a lot of mouthing off and sounding off on varied forums; perhaps it’s time to put my time where my mouth is and be productive with my infamous attitude.

So, take a look around and see if anything catches your eye.

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