Melissa McLean Montgomery

1. I got my UGGS today- ah, nice! 2. I found my orange peeler 3. The recycling is overflowing 4. The eenzy leak has mysteriously disappeared 5. Roast beef for dinner tonight 6. I just ate an orange 7. Laundry to be done- I swear I don't know where it comes from! 8. Blackie? He's been fed 9. I still can't find my secateurs 10. I lost my detailed shopping list and will have to hunt through the recylcing to get it ( if it's even in there!)

Christ has risen! Chocolate for all! I don't know the realtionship between chocolate and Jesus, but I just had the most delicious pain au chocolat for brekky. Yum! Here are some random thoughts for this Easter Monday morn: 1. I must have UGGS- my feet are freezing! THERE MUST AND SHALL BE UGGS! 2. My neighbours have traded in their truck 3. Someone gave me a bedspread- which was not my sleeping bag that I had asked for 4. There was an eenzy drip coming through my bedroom window last night 5. I donated the bedspread to the MCC Thrift Store 6. I can't find my orange peeler 7. There is laundry to be done 8. Why don't people signal when they changes lanes? 9. Where are my secateurs? 10.What's for dinner? TTFN, MMS

Someone fling me a cup of tea, I'm off coffee. And this time change isnt' helping either....whose idea was this, anyway? I was walking around in a fog last week. Perhaps it wasn't the best time to give up coffee. I do feel more energetic, however mornings are still a drag without coffee. Mornings are always a drag for me...I don't think that will ever change. I watched Withnail and I again over the weekend ( for the 16th time ). What a brilliant film. I have had my Withnail days and now I look back on them fondly- I wouldn't want to live those days again. They were fun, they were sad, they were appropriately insane, but I am not sad to see them behind me. Today is also my nephew's birthday- HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY WINSTON!! I must go and reorganize my cutlery drawer now. TTFN!

I'm busy watching a re-run of Oprah. There is a man in the lane scouring the recycling bins for bottles. He drives a blue mini van. He comes here a few times a week. Is it possible to make a living scouring the recycling for bottles and returning them? I have seen him driving around the neighbourhood, scouring all the recycling bins. How can he maintain a vehicle on that income? Or maybey this is just pocket money. Or a hobby. Oh well. At least he's not coming at 3am anymore. Thank God for small mercies.

I guess I should go see some of these movies....The Hurt Locker, The Blind Side, The Last Stop, And Precious? Avtar? Yawn. Only If I have a large popcorn. I saw Chariots of Fire again over the weekend. What a marvellous movie. And Goodfellas was on last week on TCM. But I digress. We love movies because they remind us of ourselves. What we are, what we can be, what we could be, what we could've been. We love movies becasue they allow us to escape into someone else's life. We can sit anonymously in the dark and watch a stranger go and make a muck of it. Or a resounding sucess. Or we can watch them die. Characters in movies are us - magnified. Sometimes we watch them negotiate a situation we have been in. Sometimes it's a foreign situation but we relate to them nonetheless. It's that universality if triumph over disaster, love gone wrong/right, death, disease, growing up , getting married, getting divorced, working, laughing, playing....we've all been there. Next on m...

What a difference a day makes! Everything is back to normal: no more pins, no more crowds, and worst of all no more TV at work. Sigh. I must say, I am sad to se the Olympics go. It was fun while it lasted. What's next? Back to the old boring and normal: work, the cafe, the grocery store, long distance calls to mom every day, my blog, my website......this week I'm supposed to be writing about Canadian Tourism.....timely or did I miss the proverbial bus?

Well, the Olympics are here, wether I like it or not. After watching the torch being passed in my neighbourhood I've decided to get with it. Hey, I'll admit it: it WAS exciting to see Ed Robertson from The Barenaked Ladies! And my local Parks Board Commissioner gave me a pin! It doesn't take much to make me happy. Everywhere I go I am saying , " Happy Olympics!" and " Are these Olympics apples/oranges/pork chops?" I know it's a lot of money being spent...blah blah blah, but I can't do anything about that. It certainly wasn't my decision. And it's not my department. As I watched the opening ceremony last night, I found myself with tears in my eyes. Corny, but true. I guess I AM proud to be Candadian and if the 2010 Winter Games have to be somewhere, they might as well be here in beautiful Vancouver. I'm off to Granville Island to have a wander, wear my pin, and buy some Olympic tulips.