must find motivation

for my job that is.

So Phoenix wrote me a "nice" email. But turned down even meeting with me until after the holidays.  This is a bit disappointing.  But I'm putting it in the "their loss" or the more traditional "sour grapes" category; just to make me feel a little better.


It's official - I am in a funk; especially at work.  u.n.m.o.t.i.v.a.t.e.d.  This is especially not good right now, as I am training my new clerk; and my low energy lowers her energy -- and we don't need that.

So maybe tomorrow I will find the de-funk.  We'll be celebrating the girl's birthday a few days early.  So there will be sushi and celebratory happiness.

Dad Report: I spoke with Dad, he managed to let his breakfast get cold he said as he was taken in by the "Ice Truckers" show (he couldn't remember the name).  We talked a bit about general things, he was sad to hear that his wife wouldn't be up for a number of weeks.  He wondered what prevented her from coming more often.  I tried to softly suggest that it was costly to travel to and from Victoria especially if she was taking a car; without offering excuses on her behalf.  It's always a bit awkward. We talked about his marriage a bit.  He fails to understand he had any kind of life outside of Canada, which makes it hard for him to figure out timelines.  He got his hearing aides in the afternoon, word from my younger sister is that it's almost painful for him, how loud everything is, as he's gotten very used to not hearing.  I'm excited to see how this might make his life a bit easier and better; and I am hoping it doesn't make it too irritating or scary.

Dad and Trevor

I wrote my 2nd short story today.  It was based on a poem I wrote in high school, but was also about childhood experience.  I wanted to dig out the poem but then felt maybe it would be better to write the story from my brain now - and then compare it afterwards.   They are awfully short.  I wonder if this is "my style" or if it's just the baby during the infant stage.  We'll see I guess.  I am going to try and write a story a day.  Even if it sucks, it'll be good practice. 

Random Photo of the Day:


This was the great water balloon fight of 2009.  It was pretty epic with Z, boy-o and the VHM really going at it.  I don't remember if the girl was there or not.  Hang on... there might be a video...nope no such luck.

It's gonna be a short one tonight folks.

Advice you didn't ask for:

Knowing in our hearts that this may be the last thing we say to that person, that the future is uncertain, that I love yous should not be withheld. I love you - for your strength, devotion, honesty, humanity, and love.  Don't carry your burdens alone.  Know that some of us understand that blessing struggle doubt anger joy and love can all exist in the same moment.