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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stocking up

Perks of home — spending two weeks back in Penticton made it the perfect time to pick up the “necessities” that I deem crucial to my quality of life:

Cherry Hill COFFEE

Cherry Hill COFFEE

This is not crucial but it is delicious:

Naramata Nut Brown

Naramata Nut Brown

Along with the salsa mom and I made, I also loaded up on her homemade apple chips which I can’t post a picture because I ate them already.

On a sidenote digression, a number of years ago I had a little Christmas baking day where my dear friend Leanne brought me a Christmas cactus (who since has gone by “Curtis the Cactus”). Leanne told me that these plants are supposed to bloom at Christmastime and some times Eastertime so every year I have waited for flowers off of Curtis to no avail. When I moved to Victoria, I consulted my personal plant expert Chrissy on how to essentially force Curtis to grow and bloom. Even though she gave me stellar advice (some of which I still haven’t taken), my dang Cactus remained flowerless that Christmas and Easter and subsequently the Christmas and Easter the next year.

I left Curtis with my ma when I came back to Victoria this fall under strict instructions to baby the little guy. I wondered if maybe the climates of stagnant, frozen, bitter Calgary or wet, humid, mild Victoria were hindering the little guys’ progression. Then, lo and behold, I went home at Thanksgiving and this is what I saw:





Moral of my story? Two things: Curtis is not a feminine-enough name for all that pink. Second, my mom is a rockstar.


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stolen quote

From Brian’s Facebook profile:

my wife: “I’m way more popular than you, look how many friends I have on facebook!”
me: “Louise, its about quality, not quantity”
my wife: “Yeah, thats what people say when they don’t have alot of friends”
In other news, I am attempting to fly up to Smithers next weekend. Attempting being the key word. A friend of mine is having a wedding reception and I am really hoping to get back there for it. If not May long, I am going to try to go the weekend after. Wouldn’t that be great?


interview with rob bell

This excerpt is taken from an interview a friend of mine and I were reading the other day… I found his comments pretty neat…as well as I like his perspective on things, particularly this:

You talk in the book about the ‘big Jesus.’ Tell me about the big Jesus that you know abd how that differs from ‘small’ or ‘smaller Jesus’ or even ‘eentsy, beentsy, microscopic, teeny, weeny, little Jesus’ out there.

For many people the message of Jesus was presented as an individual message of salvation for their own individual sin: “Jesus died for you.” I affirm that wholeheartedly, but in the scriptures, its scope goes in the opposite direction. It begins with the Jesus who dies on the cross and rises from the dead. But as the New Testament progresses, you have writers saying that “by his shed blood he is reconciling everything in heaven and on earth.” Peter says in Acts, “He will return to restore everything.”

So it is a giant thing that God is doing here and not just the forgiveness of individuals. It is the reconciliation of all things. It is the putting back together of the whole universe how God originally intended it to be. One way to look at it is that the message is an invitation into God’s giant, global universal purposes that “I” actually get to be a part of.

I’m trying to get the focus where the first Christians seem to have had the focus. It is easy for it to become a very selfish thing-“look what I’ve got”-as opposed to “by the grace of God look at this amazing thing that he’s been inviting people into for thousands of years.” And that is quite an awe-inspiring, amazing thing.


skill testing question

I had to write a “found poem” for my Teaching Reading and Writing Comprehension for Grades 6-12 class. What I did was created a poem about loss through different lines from some of my favourite songs. I want you to guess where the lines are from (Song/Artists) and try to get as many right.. here’s a hint: it’s a 14 line sonnet but there are more than 14 songs listed. Good luck, your prize will be unreal!


Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave

I had asked myself, do you know what you’re getting yourself into?

It’s happened once again, I’ll turn to a friend, with nothing to lose, nothing to do

My best friend, you stand by me, and you believe in me, like nobody ever may

I’m begging you to forgive me, while I feel the waves come crash into me

Help me believe in anything, ‘cause I want to be someone who believes

Made us think we were wise and never compromise, I b’lieve

Maybe one day wake up and this will all just be a dream?

Can’t help thinking, remember it’s times like these we learn to live again

So many relationships in this life, but only one or two will last

Sad I never said thank you for that, thought I might get one more chance

But every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end

It’s a great day to be alive, sun still shining when I close my eyes

Those were the best days of my life, back in the summer of ’69.



I GOT ACCEPTED TO THE UNIVERSITY OF VICTORIA!!! I have still yet to hear from Lethbridge but I got my package for UVic a few days ago. Now is the hard part, making a decision. But YAY ME… I am still fired up about the acceptance, I am very excited… yet sad at the same time so I will get into the whole pros-cons when it comes down to the actuality decision. For now, I am thrilled.

Have you read anything by Rob Bell? If you haven’t, do. If you have, do it again. I was Google-ing today and I stumbled across some musings on Bell’s book “Velvet Elvis” and I want to share part of what I read. I believe this is an excerpt from the book, but I am sorry if Rob Bell ever reads my blog and states that my facts are, indeed, fallacies. I think it’s interesting. It made me restless enough not to suntan all day!

“Paul affirms the truth wherever he finds it.

But he takes it further in the book of Acts. He is speaking at a place called Mars Hill (which would be a great name for a church) and trying to explain to a group of people who believe in hundreds of thousands of gods that there is really only one God who made everything and everybody. At one point he’s talking about how God made us all, and he says to them, “As some of your own poets have said, `We are his offspring.'” He quotes their own poets. And their poets don’t even believe in the God he’s talking about. They were talking about some other god and how we are all the offspring of that god, and Paul takes their statement and makes it about his God. Amazing.

Paul doesn’t just affirm the truth here; he claims it for himself. He doesn’t care who said it or who they were even saying it about. What they said was true, and so he claims it as his own.

This affirming and claiming of truth wherever you find it is all through the writings of Paul. In 1 Corinthians, he tells his readers, “All things are yours,… and you are of Christ, and Christ is of God.” He essentially says to them, “It all belongs to God, and Christ is of God, and you are of Christ, so…it’s all yours.”

Claim it.

If it is true, if it is beautiful, if it is honorable, if it is right, then claim it. Because it is from God. And you belong to God.

The philosopher Arthur Holmes is known for saying, “All truth is God’s truth.” It is such a great statement, because what other kind of truth could there be?

So as a Christian, I am free to claim the good, the true, the holy, wherever and whenever I find it. I live with the understanding that truth is bigger than any religion and the world is God’s and everything in it…

I don’t follow Jesus because I think Christianity is the best religion. I follow Jesus because he leads me into ultimate reality. He teaches me to live in tune with how reality is. When Jesus said, “No one comes to the Father except through me,” he was saying that his way, his words, his life is our connection to how things truly are at the deepest levels of existence. For Jesus then, the point of religion is to help us connect with ultimate reality, God. I love the way Paul puts it in the book of Colossians: These religious acts and rituals are shadows of the reality. “The reality…is found in Christ.” “

I’d like to meet Him. And no, I don’t just mean Rob Bell.


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the mood

o·ver·whelm tr.v. o·ver·whelmed, o·ver·whelm·ing, o·ver·whelms
a. To surge over and submerge; engulf: waves overwhelming the rocky shoreline.
b. To defeat completely and decisively: Our team overwhelmed the visitors by 40 points.
c. To affect deeply in mind or emotion: Despair overwhelmed me.
d. To present with an excessive amount: He overwhelmed me with all the flowers.
e. To turn over; upset: The small craft was overwhelmed by the enormous waves.
f. To suffocate; confuse: He overwhelmed with his words.

This is the theme of the day. In many, many ways. Above all else, after everything the past two weeks, I am overcome with excitement to go home.



Hey guys, this stuff isn’t original, it’s from my favourite show. And it’s so cool because it’s from that show. Plus I am up to my neck in exams and all that fun stuff, so I am copywriting my blog!Is that wrong?!

“There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment, you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on path? Will others tell you who you are? Or will you label yourself? Will you be haunted by your choice? Or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or simply give up. Will you let down your defenses, and find solace in someone unexpected? Will you reach out? Will you face your greatest fear bravely? And move forward with faith. Or will you succumb to the darkness in your soul?

Life comes at us from out of the darkness. And at times we can struggle to find the courage to face it. When it comes, rushing at you, who will you choose to face it with? Will it be someone you trust? Will they be wise? And will their love for you help them to guide you to the light? Or will they lose their way in the darkness? Will they make noble choices? Or will that person be someone untested, someone new? Is there someone in your life you can count on? Someone who will watch over you when you stumble and fall? And in that moment, give you the strength to face your fears alone?

Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when you let down a friend. Some of us escape the pain of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we’re looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change your own ways. But, our biggest regrets are not for the things we did — but, for the things we didn’t do. Things we didn’t say that could’ve save someone that we care about. Especially when we can see the dark storm that’s headed their way.”

Yay! Only two tests and NO papers to go!

And P.S. feel free to comment… I love people’s thoughts on my thoughts, or stolen truths. 🙂 I’m out!



John Steinbeck is my new best friend. Well, it’s been a long forged relationship, but last night, he raised the bar. In other words, I was feeling discouraged because I feel like this endless journey through school feels more like a trek to no where, rather than a means to dreams coming true. For as long as I could process 1+1, I have wanted to be a teacher. And not just any teacher, but one that people remember. I also want to write a book. And not just any book, but one that impacts someone’s life in an unalterable, positive way. The tunnel feels neverending, but then John told me this:
“The writer must believe that what he is doing is the most important thing in the world. And he must hold to this illusion even when he knows it is not true.”
and then he decided I needed to know this as well,
“I have come to believe that a great teacher is a great artist and that there are as few as there are any other great artists. Teaching might even be the greatest of the arts since the medium is the human mind and spirit.”
I guess every once in awhile, we need affirmation that what we are doing is right or worthwhile or valued. Sometimes, I wonder if I want to write or teach simply because someone told me I would be good at it… but then, I think about the lesson I have planned for my first grade 12 english class (whenever that will happen) or sitting down to a signing, for my own book, and I know that it’s not affirming I should do what I am good at, it’s confirming that I am meant for a purpose that I might not even be aware of. And I need to keep trying to fulfill it.

So I guess I will go to class. Or something.

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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

~Marianne Williamson