Friday Night Randoms

Lately I've been so busy hanging out with friends and enjoying the wonderful summer evenings that I haven't been been spending time thinking or writing.  So my brain is demanding some form of creative output and yet my mind is busy planning out next week camping trip.

My thinking is getting all jumbled up and I'm easily distracted.  I get songs getting stuck in my head.  I start making grocery lists and packing lists.  I imagine dragonfly farms in greenhouses manned by little children in safari hats.  And I try to create any type of order by categorizing things into lists.

I sound crazy.  I'm definitely ready for some time at the lake.

I hope to write some posts that have a bit of substance to them, but until then, in order to satiate my brain for the next few days, here is another list of randoms:


This would have been my favorite RUN (ONE)43 picture, had I not been focusing on the landscape in the background:

Semi racing, a new Saskatchewan sport.  

This one looks like an imminent disaster is about to happen.  And I just realized the horizon is all crooked.  

Look out for the van!!!!

My co-worker made a comment about my sexy butt this week.  I'm definitely going to be biking again in next year's RUN (ONE)43 ultra-marathon if I keep getting comments like that one!!


This morning my friend sent me a text before I was too coherent to read.  I thought it was about hot dogs and a policeman.  But it was actually about a hot policeman and a canine dog.  As she was looking out her window this morning she saw some punk kid running out of her garage.

When she told me that she opened the window and yelled:  Hey, you little fucker.  All I could imagine was her standing in her kitchen in an old house coat, with curlers in her hair, and a cigarette dangling from her mouth.  (Just to let you know, she doesn't look like that, my imagination just gets a little carried away sometimes all the time).


Ever since I heard Massey and the Fergusons played at Taste of Saskatchewan this weekend.  I can't get a certain song out of my head.  It's pretty much the same line.  Over.  And over.  And over again.  Please help.  Even so, I definitely enjoyed listening to a great show and might even "like" on Facebook.


For those of you who don't know me well, I am a huge introvert.  A friend posted this link on facebook a while ago on myths about introverts.  I couldn't agree more.


I'm heading up to see grandmere and grandpere this weekend.  I haven't seen them in a while, so I'm looking forward to the visit.  They've been married for over 70 years and I used to hope to have a marriage like theirs.  She's the excitable, energetic one, he's the solid quiet one.  They also aren't french.


My attention span seems to be getting shorter and shorter.  Perhaps I should be on twitter.


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RUN (ONE)43

 
This past week I was apart of RUN(ONE)43 .  It's an ultra-marathon that started Thursday to raise awareness of the more than 143 million orphans in this world.  One kilometer for every million orphans, starting in North Battleford and ending in Saskatoon.

On Thursday I took the day off work and headed to North Battleford to take some pictures and cheer on the participants. 

North Battleford.  Day 1.  Hi Shae!!

I had the opportunity to meet an awesome couple who is also in the process of adopting.  They were part of the support crew the first two days are were incredibly encouraging as they cheered on the runners.  

  

On Saturday I was part of a cycling team.  My friends husband and brother in-law biked from North Battleford to Saskatoon, while the rest of us started in Langham.  

Saturday.  Day 3.

It was great to have the opportunity to participate and we loved stopping at the runners pit stops to hang out with the support crew during the morning.

I think we spend a little too much hanging out because going down Horsefly Alley in the heat of the day was tough.  However,  finishing the day was very rewarding and I'm looking forward to participating again next year.

Heidi and Ian running to the finish line.

 

The money raised will go  to support a couple who is currently in the adoption process as well as a baby home in South Africa and the Saskatoon Adoption Support Centre.  Check out the RUN143 website to find out more about this crazy ultra marathon, or to make a donation using the link at the top.

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Eleven Randoms for Seven/Eleven

One

Lately when I've been coming home to a hot house, I remark to my son:  Boy, I'm hot . . . visually speaking . . .  

He has yet to respond.  hee hee hee

Two

I had big plans this summer to visit my brother in Mexico City, but a few unexpected expenses put a kibosh in those plans.  You really didn't need to know that I am now not going to Mexico City, I just wanted to write a sentence with the word kibosh in it.

Three

The back of my car has golf clubs, a life jacket, tennis rackets, and a bicycle pump.  We are definitely enjoying this warm season.  Also, I am too lazy to bring it all into the apartment.

Four

Over the July long weekend I read The Help by Kathryn Stockett and Emmanuels Veins by Ted Dekker.  I forgot how nice it is to spend a hot summer day getting lost inside a good story.  I also kept sneaking into the trailer to read more chapters of the book I was reading and would keep reading until I would hear people wonder where I had gone too.

Five

This is Gracie.  She lives on a farm near Cut Knife.  She is a cow who thinks she is a dog.  I guess that makes her a Dog-Cow.

Gracie the Dog-Cow from Cut Knife

Six

I love reading.  I just bought:  Room (Emma Donoghue), The Selected Works of T.S. Spivet (Reif Larson), Imperfect Birds (Anne Lamott) and the latest Inked Magazine, just because Ami James is in it.  I can't wait to get reading!


Seven

I'm a sucker for guys with tattoos.

Eight

I don't know if I blogged about it last year, but RUN 143 is happening this week.  It's an ultra-marathon that is raising money and awareness for adoption and the 143 million orphans in this world.  This year it is from North Battleford to Saskatoon   I'll try and blog about this more this week.

Nine

My son told me that he has a rhyming phrase that describes me:  Your loud and your proud. . .  at least I think your proud.

I'm not too sure how to take this.

Ten

Every time we drive over the Broadway Bridge towards home, we wave to my friends who happen to live in an apartment overlooking the Victoria Bridge.  I don't even think they could see us if they looked out their window, but we always send happy thoughts their way.  We once had a bicyclist turn to look over his shoulder to see what we were waving at.  Ha!

Eleven

This is my 250th blog post.  Pretty profound and insightful, hey?


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