that perfect hand…

In Ocean's 11, Danny said that "the house always wins. If you play long enough, never change the stakes, then the house takes you. Unless, when that perfect hand comes along, you bet big… and then, you take the house." Here's the hand I've been dealt, sometimes it's risky and sometimes it's safe, but all the time… it's perfect. It's mine.

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wading through the tides…

I’ve been attending Luke’s astronomy class this semester just for fun. Partly because I wanted to prove that he was wrong about the constellation cassiopeia, and mainly because I find astronomy completely and utterly fascinating. Since moving to the island, I’ve become almost equally as fascinated with the tides.

What I’ve learned in astronomy is that tides are caused by the Earth’s rotation, the moon and sun, and the gravity that exists between them. The earth leaves what’s called a ‘tidal bulge’ in its wake of rotation and when the water is closest to the moon, it experiences stronger gravity and the pull of the moon causes the water to rise; the furthest point from the moon experiences low tide. However, sea levels also fluctuate depending on weather systems, like storms and winds.

What I’ve learned in life is that tides are frustrating and that sometimes, taking the bad with the good makes the good less obvious. Or sometimes, it takes wading through the highest tides only to find nothing but deeper water on the other side. It is suffocating and drowning and being submerged can be paralyzing but it eventually will roll away and things will be ok again. And the moon in this life is just a great of force on my heart as it is on the water of the earth.

— in 19 days I start my practicum. I gave myself until this past Saturday to be scared and afraid of it… it felt like a timeline was necessary so that I could consciously just get over myself. Now, I am still as unprepared as I was a week ago, still as unsure as I was when I got accepted into the program almost a year ago, but still as excited for it as I have been my entire life that I’ve dreamed about teaching. I’m not afraid or scared or whatever… this is going to be the best sort of fun and I am so so so excited to finally do it!

And the other stuff right now that makes tides overwhelmingly powerful and make me feel as though I am swept up in something I can’t control? That’ll be okay too.


when life gives you lemons…

Make Sticky Lemon Rolls (with Lemon Cream Cheese Glaze) and feel good about yourself for not eating a Cinnamon Bun instead. Fruit, baby, fruit. Here it is in all of its citrus goodness…thanks for giving me the recipe and demanding I try these out so you can taste-test them, Chrissy. My only fail was not saving zest for presentation. Oh well, I am terrible at plating any how (hence why we lose Iron Chef every time). I wouldn’t call these photos food art but they are pretty darn good so I don’t care how the pictures make them look, it’s about how tasting them makes me feel. And that is all that matters:

If you want to make this variation of the Cinnamon Bun, go to The Kitchn (click on the link and you’ll get to the recipe). Enjoy.

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ramalama…bling, not dingdong

SO many things to say, SO little time…

First of all, Ky sent me this beautiful story via a beautiful link. Go read about a mama’s love story with her baby Nella by clicking on the link. THEN once you’ve read Nella’s story, subscribe to Kelle Hampton’s blog… it’s breathtaking. I don’t know why, but it gets me excited to read blogs. Not that I am not excited to read yours, cause I am, but her photography and joy is precious. I love her!

Happy Birthday to my most favourite 5 year old in the WORLD…Connor Joshua, I hope your birthday was filled with animals and candies and ice cream with sprinkles and all of your best things! I love that guy much more than I love most people, certainly more than I love Nella’s mom but really, go read her site.

In 4.5 WEEKS I am going to be a practicum student teacher. Are you praying for me? You better be! I am teaching Macbeth to English 11 and the War of 1812 to Social Studies 9. Should be interesting. And no, I am not prepared.

It’s been almost a month but we lost Iron Chef. Basically, it’s time to trade my partner or do some cook-searching (not to be confused with soul-searching). Also, I’ve embarked on a journey I like to call watching-all-the-Oscar-nominated-and-won-best-pictures. So far, not good showing.

I gave up bread for lent and I’ve failed twice. Mainly because I simply forgot. I am also currently 5/13 for Roll Up the Rim at Tim Horton’s… it’s basically and literally a competitive game out here; my friend even has a spreadsheet that charts his successes. It’s supposed to be 1/9 wins but I would argue against that. Luke and I pledged to split any big wins 50-50 (so the Rav 4, 10,000, or the 100 Tim Card). But I think if I win 10 G’s, I’ll buy him dinner then jet off to Mexico without him.

I bought the shoes I most covet today. Chrissy has them and I’ve hummed and hee-hawed over purchasing them for about 9 months… but I justify them via the fact that I can wear them teaching, they’ll be comfortable, etc. So here’s a pic, since it’s not very often I buy shoes:

Any who, that’s about all I have to say for now. Apparently not a ton worthwhile.



No seriously, CHEERS!

(I keep trying to delete cheers but it’s not working so I thought I’d add that last one for good measure…)

grace and peace.