Sunday, January 27, 2008
I could write about life in my house as of late, but I fear it would be dominated of tales of living with a "terrible two". I have several months of this left: when he blows out the candles on his third birthday cake, the tantrums and craziness better evaporate into the air with the wafts of smoke from his three little candles. Or else.
But rather than dwell on that, I thought I would quiz you: Both or neither of the following is completely true: what do you think?
1. A research project I completed as an undergraduate student was used by professional
treasure hunters to search for buried
treasure, and
2. I played University football in grad school (of the North American variety).
So are you willing to gamble: do you think these things are correct or am I just being silly (the low air pressure here right now might have something to do with it...)
Happy week ahead, friends.
Written by Cathy
Sunday, January 20, 2008
I am
immersed in books, in writing, in wrapping my head around
multiple realities that run the gamut from Dr. Seuss to Freud. From Eric
Carle to Jane Austen. From Robert
Munsch to, well you get the idea. My pen goes mad and my brain refrains back to the
Dalai Lama (as I read
Ancient Wisdom, Modern World)...
...particular causes lead to particular effects, and...certain actions lead to suffering while 0thers lead to happiness. Thus it is in everybody's interest to do what leads to happiness and avoid that which leads to suffering. And because...out interests are inextricably linked, we are compelled to accept ethics as the indispensable interface between my desire and yours.
Have a week full of happiness and serenity, friends. I implore you.
Written by Cathy
Friday, January 11, 2008
Written by Cathy
Sunday, January 06, 2008
I have had a huge amount of free time the past few days; still off work, Christmas craziness is over, the kids are cleaning the house... These are days that I yearned for less than a month ago, but now the spare-time options overwhelm me..sewing, crafting, scrapbooking, iTunes, online Blokus, reading, organizing, adding a dozen more things on one of a dozen online wish lists, baking....but instead I have found myself nearly paralyzed with indecision.
Work begins in earnest again tomorrow. I think that's what I need; an overwhelming amount of work so that I can complain about having no time to do fun things. Those things that are so fun I can't be bothered to actually do when I have the free time.
Written by Cathy
Thursday, January 03, 2008
When I was in University (well I still am technically, but I digress...) I worked part-time in a shoe store. Every now and then a gentleman would come in the store. We all knew this man; he dressed very well, in a dress coat and he always had on a tie. His hair was greying slightly and he gave the impression of a very clean-cut businessman. The only odd thing was his choice of footwear. He wore only women's shoes. Size 10. Preferably stilettos and hopefully something in patent leather. Red was always a favourite. And he came and purchased such shoes without a hint of
embarrassment. Like this was a perfectly normal thing for him to do.
So I wonder if his mum was someone like me, who told her son that wearing fluffy and feminine footwear is perfectly acceptable. This was the babe's choice this past weekend. Today he wore black patent leather tap shoes....
Written by Cathy
I could write about life in my house as of late, but I fear it would be dominated of tales of living with a "terrible two". I have several months of this left: when he blows out the candles on his third birthday cake, the tantrums and craziness better evaporate into the air with the wafts of smoke from his three little candles. Or else.
