I flew back to Ontario on Thursday...after a little unexpected and certainly unwanted adventure. See, as I was leaving to get in my cab to go to the airport, I was very careful to get my luggage out the door without the cat escaping. And then as I was slipping through the door, he got out. So I tried to coax him back into the house. As did the cab driver. And a random lady passing by. For 25 minutes. Finally I had to give up because my cab driver was still waiting (thankfully) and I needed to get to the airport. I'm still not sure if he made it back safely, because when I called when I got to my sister's Merissa didn't think he was back yet. I really hope he made it back, because even though I don't always like the guy very much, I still want him to be okay and also it would be really sad for Karyn if he's gone. (note to my housemates: please let me know if he's ok!)
Anyways, I made it to Kitchener airport, which adorably small. One terminal, on baggage carousel. I noticed that many many many houses have pools in their backyards. And walking off the plane reminded me why. Ahh, humidity! Anyways, I saw one of my campers at the airport (random) and I still haven't quite remembered her name which has been bugging me for a few days. If only I had labelled the backs of my pictures...oh wait, maybe I did! I'll check later.
Anyways, I went to Amelia and Curtis's for Thursday night and then on Friday Meil and I went shopping! Yay! And we got some really sweet deals. I mean, 3 shirts for $5...who can beat that? And the lady at Tim Hortons was super nice and gave us a ton of extra timbits.
After Curtis was done work we went up to Owen Sound, and even though I slept for much of the way (hey, you know me and long car rides) I still appreciated the familiar beauty for the time I was awake. It is definitely good to be home.
Saturday we spent the day at the beach. Oh man, the water was gorgeous! Seriously, perfect day. Well, it could have been hotter and slightly less windy (sand in the eyes is quite irritating) but it was bright and sunny and warm. Bubba and I decided it was similar weather to that day when we were at the beach in Marseilles (seriously not as nice a beach as Sauble, but whatever, it was France) and on one side of us were people in light hoodies and on the other side were the slightly overweight topless girls.
After the beach we rushed home to quickly shower off the dirt and then go see the Bourne Ultimatum for Steps' birthday. Even mom liked it *shocker* so that was great. Good thing we'd gotten tickets in the morning and arrived early...Since Owen Sound only has one movie theatre. And the drive-in, but I'm not a fan of their current selections, so Roz and I will have to go later.
Anyways...mom asked me to serve communion for Sunday morning since she was on the praise team and someone else had to do it with dad. That's certainly a way of welcoming me back to church! But I didn't really want to sit in the very front row the whole service and serve communion because I've never done it before at this church and I know I'm a member, but I'm not an elder or a spouse of an elder, although I am the daughter of my mom who is an elder, but anyways, I just didn't feel comfortable, so they got Terry Myland to do it instead. And since he was the one actually getting the plates to distribute to the other distributors, I was especially grateful he replaced my mom instead of me. Wow, this is a really pointless sidenote.
Back on track...church this morning was great.
sidenote (again, already, I know, I'm sorry): it's "put on a garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness" not the spirit of happiness. It's an exchange. The powerpoint was correct (check out Is. 61:3).I felt really challenged by Kendall's sermon. He's been doing a series in Ecclesiastes (I think Rick Love would be pleased) using the illustration of the ostrich and the owl. I guess he's using them to tell a story each week, but the ostrich represents the sort of pessimistic majority of the book, and the owl is the wise interjections found throughout the book, and mostly at the end. Today's sermon was on work. Colossians 3:23-24 definitely convicted me. "Work hard and cheerfully at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people. Remember that the Lord will give you an inheritance as your reward, and the Master you are serving is Christ." I know that I've been feeling really unmotivated and burnt out and lazy lately, but I've also had the wrong focus. Definitely an area I need to work on...and not to worry, I have plenty of opportunity.
Ok. I think you're pretty much caught up now. We just chilled this afternoon and took some family photos. I taught my dad how to use his camera on the manual setting. Oh, and I had beige cake for my birthday for lunch and got a really sweet piano book.
Sorry that I've been so bad at blogging lately...maybe I'll get back into it? We shall see...