Friday, December 3

It's a PD day... so suz and the boys didn't have to get up early... which meant that I didn't have to get up early ... I slept all the way till 8:00!!! (does a little dance).

Snow is falling... not blowing around or being nasty... just falling... like they were a mess on top of the clouds that was just brushed off. The cold isn't death defying... but it's the kind of cold that gets into you ... the way "damp heat" gets you in the summer except... well, the opposite. Bottom line: winter. blech!

I was bound and determined to get a box of Tim-Bits on my way to work... and I went to three different Tim Hortons and found unbelievable drive through and in-store line ups at each one... so I had to pass... but not without yelling and swearing and stuff in the car... and no, my throat was not much impressed. (still really sore if I cough).

Ok... this is weird but maybe someone knows about this stuff... I wore the absolute worst "protester" shoes the other day... I wore my clomp clomp shoes and they don't have much arch support. Well starting yesterday and with no letting up ... my arches are wicked horrible sore. So much so that I am having trouble standing... If I push up onto the balls of my feet... it's all good... but as soon as I put my heal down... ouch!!!! Will this go away? Should I be doing some kind of exercise with my foot to speed the healing? Ice? Heat? Amputation? er... ok, not amputation. Any sage advice out there?

It's friday muchachos y muchachas... and it's going to be a beautiful and amazing day despite the snow... the cold... and the sore arches... why? Because it's way way more fun that way. :D

wearing
~ green ftls
~ black jeans... [ :: friday? yeah... but blue jeans would be better... :: ]
~ white t-shirt... a nice one, btw... and a dk gray "bluenotes" groove station shirt...
planning
~ ug... phoning every company office across north america ... work thing... kill me now...
~ getting ready for yet another "performance review" ??? company is re-sorting the dates for these across the board so I have to endure another one already...
~ go to staples (business depot) at lunch to look at a couple of monitors.
~ write about survivor after lunch
~ tonight? I have a sneaking suspicion that I'll be getting groceries etc... We're having a dinner party for my dad's birthday tomorrow night... there will be much cooking! :)
wishing
~ that a friend... not in lj... but a friend... finds her posture... holds it together and I'm sure things will be ok.
~ that catherine finds all the blues clues she can handle...
~ for better health to catch up with kaylee's little Erin
~ that wbahner stops hearing little voices... zingers today sure... but what if they told you to run naked through the periwinkle?
~ to send some "get loads better" vibes to my misha... willedit

It colours your choices,
stays your hand,
reduces you to tears,
and swells your heart with pride.
but...
Funny thing about compassion...
You either have it ... or you fake it.
I mean, who says "I don't have any compassion"???
Nobody.
But there are a lot of compassion posers
People will say... "I don't care about this or that..." but they appear to care about other things.
I think real compassion is an all or nothing deal.
And where it's real... the challenge is how to push it back to make hard choices.
Now the issue is... whether or not it's a good thing... to be truly compassionate.
I think that it is a common trait among those people that have loving relationships.
... and I think it's absence is a common feature of dysfunctional ones.