As I sit here writing this, it is my lunch break, and I
have decided to be anti-social for a change. There must be something wrong with
me.
I can’t believe that I have been back for a month, and it’s already July! Why is it that time seems to go by so fast as we get older?! I’m sure almost everyone can relate, but when we were kids summer break was the longest two months away from school, and it seemed like forever for the school year to pass. Not the case now, years pass us by so quickly.
One last thing I thought about and wanted to mention is my observation of people using “eh?” and the amount of promotional materials, even food items, that have “eh?” on them. Not sure if it is my absence from the country for so long that made it stand out that much more now, or what. Did people use it as much before, as now, and I just never noticed. Don’t get me wrong, I have been caught twice saying it while I was in the States, but I hear it a couple times a day here. Just something that I guess I might have to look forward to upon my return to the States in August. That Canadian accent might come out much more.
To all my American friends, Happy 4th of July this Friday!!
I can’t believe that I have been back for a month, and it’s already July! Why is it that time seems to go by so fast as we get older?! I’m sure almost everyone can relate, but when we were kids summer break was the longest two months away from school, and it seemed like forever for the school year to pass. Not the case now, years pass us by so quickly.
Yesterday was Canada Day, and there were a lot of festivities
taking place all over the city. Hollie and Mark invited me to go fishing with
them at Lake Wabamun, which is less than an hour West of Edmonton. It was so
nice being able to get away from all the busy, craziness that was taking place
at all the parks and venues across the city. It was a hot one (28C), with a lot
of sunshine. Hollie and Mark have this hidden gem of a spot along some train
tracks where you can fish and nobody else is really around. We saw three people
the whole afternoon, and as we were walking back to the car we met a family of
4 walking the tracks towards the lake. Mark caught one fish, and Hollie caught
two, but we’re pretty sure that it was the same fish. After a few hours down at
the lake we went into Wabamun for ice cream, and down to the marina for me to
see it, but it was so busy that we just turned around as we entered the parking
lot. We were back at their house shortly after 5pm and had cheese fondue. Like always,
we usually fill ourselves on that, and never make it to the meat course. You
would think that we would learn from that. Can’t wait for the next one, as I am
sure we will have it once more before I head back to the States. Hollie said to
me last night that she’s only got 4 more weekends with me, and that she was
actually going to talk to Aaron and tell him that he can’t have me back. It is
so hard to think that I only have that much time left here.
Over the weekend it dawned on me that I forgot to talk about
my first day back to work experience with a homeless guy in previous posts. Before,
I used to have Trina and Leanne to walk with, but Trina had left early that
day, and Leanne hasn’t worked with us for over a year now, but we all would
park in residential or down at the Royal Glenora Club in the River Valley. On
the walk back to my car, a homeless dude was standing on the bridge, and as I approached
he asked me for $20 or $50, and when I ignored him, like we always do, he
yelled out “HEY BLONDIE!! You got something for me!”…I could not help but laugh
and yell back “no I don’t,” which surprised him and he just smiled. Creepy. As
I continued walking to my car I could not help but think about how much money
he asked for, and laughed to myself thinking that inflation really kicked in
while I was away. Reminded me of a few other times when the three of us were
walking together, or even just Leanne, and the comments we’d get from them. We
usually had a pretty good story the next morning. There was only one time where
one homeless guy got right in my face and I almost punched him.
One morning last week, like every morning, I was listening
to my ipod walking to work. I park down in the River Valley and take over 200
stairs up to ground level and then walk maybe 5 or 6 blocks to work, so I like
to listen to something. Well, I got on the floor this one morning and was
singing away (as I normally do), and I took my ear buds out and heard Mark move
at his desk, and all I thought to myself was OMG, I hope he didn’t hear me. It’s
quiet for a minute, and then he says over the walls, “was that you singing?”
and as the color in my face went bright red, I replied with an embarrassed “yes”.
Later that afternoon he came and asked if I ever sing karaoke cause he was
thinking about that morning and said I sounded really good…again, bright shade
of embarrassed red. Needless to say, since that morning, I have stopped with my
singing when I get into the office, because I just don’t know who will be on
the floor. It’s very rare for someone to beat me into the office; I mean I get
here around 6:45am, that’s crazy enough.
One last thing I thought about and wanted to mention is my observation of people using “eh?” and the amount of promotional materials, even food items, that have “eh?” on them. Not sure if it is my absence from the country for so long that made it stand out that much more now, or what. Did people use it as much before, as now, and I just never noticed. Don’t get me wrong, I have been caught twice saying it while I was in the States, but I hear it a couple times a day here. Just something that I guess I might have to look forward to upon my return to the States in August. That Canadian accent might come out much more.
To all my American friends, Happy 4th of July this Friday!!
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