The End is Nigh

Katimavik is now coming to a close. Like a pregnancy, I feel I should reflect. It has been 9 months of my life after all.

One thing I've realized is that I am far from being done learning. I love learning. I found that out at the marsh. Learning what all the different things are and telling the kids all about it too. The look on a kids face when I tell them that a glass of water in the marsh could stay there for 1 000 years is priceless.

Another, I like working with people. The soup kitchen and the marsh were highlights because I got to be around people and socialize while working. So there's a definite career path in that direction.

Living with people is hard. I didn't realize how anal I can be about stuff. Like chewing with your mouth open. Small thing that actually really bothers me. And dirty houses. Eww. Not to mention certain personalities. I'll mention that next.

I've discovered some personalities that don't work well with me. People hwo don't take initative while I work my butt off gets old very fast. Partially because I feel that everyone should know exactly what to do...like I do. But I now know that they don't. Some people need a little prompting then away they go! And they do a good job. They just need a little nudge first is all.

Everyone is from a different background. Some have more experience in life, while others have more experience in books and others, yet, have experience in neither. We all have different ways of dealing with things. Some are destructive, others implosive. Our senses of humour are different. What I think is taking it too far is hilarious to others.

Everyone has different taste...literally. One guy in my group dumps a good layer of cayanne pepper on everything...I can't even handle a little bit of pepper. And cooking for all of the needs like that is quite the challenge.

That's all for now...but more reflection will be brought up. For shizzle.

Love you all! I'll be in Alberta today actually...in about 7 hours and I don't know when I can post again, so until then. Peace and Love Forevs.

How Time Flys

Did anyone else thing of a clock with wings when they read that? No? Well then you haven't turned on your imagination. You can locate the button right behind your left ear. Press it, then read the title again. See what I mean?

Imaginations aside, it is June 12th 2009 and I only have 5 days left in Katimavik. I feel that need to swear to prove how epic this is for me except I will refrain. Mainly because my family reads this (yes mother...i occasionaly swear) and I don;t know who looks over your shoulders when you read this. BUT 5 DAYS!!!! That's ridiculous!

I left September 17th of last year and it's June 12th. That's almost a whole school year! And next Wednesday I head of to Alberta to work at a summer camp. :O

I had to say good byw to Oak Hammock Marsh today. It was so sad. I made my unemotional boss almost cry. If I started he would have teared. And I gave out so many hugs. I'm going to bawl tonight. My only consolation is that I can visit at the end of the summer.

I will most likely post later...but in case I don't, I miss you all and I am thinking of you, even if I don't cantact you. I might be way too busy this summer. We'll have to see.

LOVE YOU!
MISS YOU!
SEE YOU IN SEPTEMBER!

Ain't life grand?

I got home from a fruitful day at work today to a note from Jeansol. It said he would miss us and such and suddenly it dawned on me. He went home! Now, I knew he was supposed to go home, Head Office said that he should go home and rest, but that was on Friday. They wouldn't have looked at his paperwork until this morning. His flight leaves in 10 minutes. I thought we would have until tomorrow at least or later tonight. But darn! I didn't even know until 4:30. Ugh. This makes me mad.

I can't write much more. I'm very peed off. But I have this info for my family.

Me: I'm a Great Blue Heron...sweet deal!
Mom: You are a Tundra Swan.
Dad: You're a Bald Eagle ( I laughed a little when I saw that)
Aunt Anne: You're a Wood Stork
Grampa: You're a Wood Stork
Doreen: You're smack dab in the middle of the Turkey Vulture and the Northern Gannet.

I'm back.

So my bread is now in 2 beautiful loaves. I hope they rise because it's a new recipe and I think I messed it up. We'll find out in approxamately one hour.

Not much else to report. I have my ticket to get to Alberta already booked. I'm just waiting on Katimavik to send me my ticket so I can change it. I'm very excited.

At work I measured my wingspan. We have this nifty string that has different bird wingspans from all over north America. I have the same wingspan as a Great Blue Heron. Booya. That's right. Come Momday morning I will be measuring the wingspan for my mom, dad, aunt, grampa and his lady friend. I still have the lines marked on my arm.

It's cold here. Although I refuse to admit it. I'm in a tank top.

I have to go now. I miss you all!

Holy Moly

What a weekend. I was back in Ontario for the weekend and it was hectic and busy. I hung out with my parents, visited with my grampa and Doreen, my aunt stopped by. Not to mention Bernie, Terri and Machela. And on top of that I had enough time to go to a dentist appointment, have my glasses dewarped, see my guidance counsellor, drive to Grand Bend and back to see my sister, buy some wicked awesome sunglasses, go out for breakie and on top of that sleep. Phew. It's great to be back in Katimavik...what a nice break. I never thought I'd be saying that.

I'm housemanager right now. It really sucks. I now greatly dislike cooking and cleaning for 8. I wouldn't mind it for 2, but not 8. And I'm missing work. I want to go back to the marsh! Oh well. This is my last week as manager of the household. That's the only thing getting me through this.

I got 11 hours of sleep last night and I am still dog tired. I went to bed at 10. I woke up at 9 this morning, still very tired. It's not fair. I want a nap.

Oh, and this one girl in the group is really getting on my nerves. She works at a school and up until now has skipped out on the last couple hours of work to go to the seniors home to help there. She already got a verbal, but I just found out now that she got fired from her job. Now usually that means dismissal from the program, but as I can clearly see she is still here. And get this...she is working at the seniors home! She basically got rewarded for getting fired. It's not fair. In Montreal I hated my job too, but I still did it. I didn't get fired and go to the job I really wanted. She always does stuff like that. She's been handed things on a silver platter all throughout the program and I am sick of it. Thank God there is only one more month. Then I have the choice never to see her again.

The rest of billeting went great. I love the Mathesons. They took me to their church and I helped on the farm. And hold on...I need to form my bread into loaves. This will take just a minute.

Billeting

I'm billeting right now on a farm just outside of Stonewall Manitoba. It is so cool! They have beef cattle and chickens and a horse and a dog...the calves have just been born and they have about 60 eggs that are supposed to be hatching on Monday!!! I barbequed last night, shishcabobs (how in the world do you spell that word?) and I burnt myself pretty good. No matter, the bobs tasted great. I helped out with chores today. Help being hte operative word. I sat beside Bill in the tractor and pulled the front wheel drive lever when he told me to. I had fun anyways. And Patti is making bread today...mmm her bread is delicious! And Bill's brother, Imet in church a few weeks back and I re-met him yesterday. I met Their son, Nick and one of they're daughters is coming out next week...not sure which one. I think it may Roberta.

And the coolest part, they also have a boy from Ontario billeting from the church. His name is Steve and he's nineteen from Mississauga. He's working at the Winnipeg airport. He plays guitar and can knit and we enjoy the same music.... I have a friend who's not in the Katimavik program!!! I think that's an accomplishment.

I'm at the library right now because I needed to buy a watch. Bill and Patti had to go to a funeral so they drove me in so I oculd go to the Bargain shop...I also ended up getting a couple pairs of shorts. It's supposed to get warmer. *crosses fingers*

At work, they trained me on school programs which is essentially easy. I have followed one, I'm following another on Tuesday and then I have my own on Wednesday. Ya. Crazy, eh? I have another one next Friday too. It'll be a long day. But an exciting one. Hopefully less time in the cafe. Gosh I hope so. I don't care much for the cafe. It's boring and I have nothing to do.

I have another 15 minutes or so to kill. Sheesh.

I think I'm going to head down to Timothy Beans for a hot drink. And as of Wednesday I'll be able to head to the Rock for an alcoholic drink. That's right folks...legal age in Manitoba is 18. Booya. Now if only I like the taste of alcohol, this could be so much cooler. Oh well. I'll revel in the knowledge that if I wanted I would go to the bar.

And I forgot my camera at home. This sucks. I hope Angela makes it back to the house and gets my phone message. I tried going there a few minutes ago, but it's locked and she moved the spare key. Ugh. I hate forgetting things. And the awful part is, I know exactly where it is! It's on my bed near my pillow, probably under the blankets or some clothes. This stinks.

I might write more later, but they're internet is dial-up and snail speed is the highest setting.

Peace and love (me) forever! Lol. Miss you lots!

House Mother

I am the Housemanager for the week...in other words I am the Mom of the week. Of course I have help from Stephen, the Dad of the week. This is our second week housemanaging together. It's pretty cool what we have planned. We're going to make ravioli tomorrow. From scratch. Just cause we can. And we're cool. We also have some other things like leek pie, cheeseburger pie (again) and burgers. Mmm...we haven't had burgers in forev's. I'm super excited for them.

Right now I'm waiting for the darned bread to cook. There's one stubborn loaf that has decided it would rather be raw and is refusing to cook. I think it's making protest signs as we speak.

Listning to Breaking Benjamin.... :)

Will blog more tomorrow. It'a Facebook time....Love you!