the grind?

I hate life being referred to as a grind. I understand where we get the expression from and why it's called that but in my opinion, once something becomes a grind it needs to be shaken up. I almost said I have the weekend off at my parents house, a wonderful break before going back to the grind on Monday. Ouch! When did it become a grind?! This means things need to be shaken up a little... new music on the office computer, maybe a little re-arranging of some furniture. In any case, I'm at my parents house for the weekend, I expected a quiet supper with my dad and sister, then a movie, but not so much. That's ok! I enjoy the busyness- I thrive on it. Maybe it'll give me some motivation to de-grind my life and actually finish waxing the office floors :]

Have a good weekend!

technology

Myspace, Flickr, YouTube, Facebook, Blogger, Twitter and for the old-school, Hi5. I'm a little bit overwhlemed. I "help" with the internet stuff here at the centre and I just can't keep up, it's always changing, always improving... I realized the other day that I can merge Twitter and Facebook- why? Why not I suppose, it probably just seemed like the next step.
Myself, I've been through most of those phases, settling right now for Blogger and Facebook - which I cleverly merged together! I patted myself on the back for that one.
Where will it stop? It's bad enough that I have Facebook and Gmail on my phone, so they're with me everywhere I go... it's almost like I have the world in my pocket. Or at least in my oversized purse.

pineapples, mangoes & sun... oh my!

So it’s unofficially official that I’m going to Costa Rica for a week in February. Ok, I know it’s about 3 months away and it’s a little crazy that I’m excited already but I’m stoked! I miss Central America a bunch and I’m thrilled at the idea of returning.

Nicaraguan children stole my heart about 7 years ago and I think they still have a little part of it with them in the middle of the slums outside of the dump in Managua. I’m so looking forward to being back in the place (or the country next to the place) where I fell in love for the first time.

Falling in love for the first time, especially is huge for me. In my case it fueled a passion that began with me sitting in front of World Vision specials on Saturday morning- a passion that made me who I am today.