knitting lessons

I made homemade pizza for one of my best friends today, it was a good time. I gave her all of the food in my cupboards that I am allergic to; now I will no longer be tempted to eat them. My words cannot begin to describe how lucky I am to have such a wonderful group surrounding me. Despite all of the potholes I've hit lately, I am actually quiet happy and content in my world. I wouldn't have it any other way (except the weather could be warmer).

I am the only one in the office this week and I am loving it. This quiet thing has been beautiful. Before the new girl came along I wished I had company however, I also wished for someone cool. I don't think her IQ is very high, she's kinda...sl....ow... Nonetheless, I've got so much work to do, mistakes to correct, and it was year end so I have actually been looking forward to work in the mornings. Not that my job has ever been dreadful, but it can be boring and unfulfilling. Come five o'clock I've never thought, "Wow, today I made the world a better place." I'd like to.

One of my roommates is moving out and I have big plans for his space. Okay, not big plans but new paint colours. I'd like it to be one big creative place down there. A place where things happen. I'd also like to make a designated place for quiet contemplation and mediation. I've got the sewing workshop, the kitchen, the office, the only thing missing is the "chill zone". Also come spring, I think I'll have to get a second dog. Jimmy was named "Jimmy Choo" for two reasons. One, Jimmy Choo is one of my favourite fashion designers. Two, Jimmy chews everything from shoes, to doors and even tries to chew through the fence and the deck when she is bored. She gets bored easily; she needs constant stimulation or people. Also, in my opinion dogs are cooler than people.

I got to have coffee or dinner with nearly all of my closest friends this last week, so it's hard to say life is tough. I've always got good food, and a warm place to rest my head at night. I've never felt closer to God than I do right now. I'm trusting and allowing myself to go along with His plan, instead of being ignorant. Jimmy is doing well, she's learning new tricks quickly and has become less aggressive on our walks in the evening. I've got a really good start on my newest short story, and I've been able to post something on my tumblr (if you follow) each week. It's great. (Not my work, but the idea that I am writing again. :] ) This cold weather has also been keeping me indoors reading and practicing the guitar. I practice for an entire movie's length each night, and honestly I think I was better the day of my very first lesson. I might be the least coordinated person on the face of earth. Music is not my jam, but I am trying hard. Things are never fun if you suck at them, so I am trying to be good so that I can figure out why people like it so much... but honestly!?... Seriously!?...I'm brutal.

Yukon Literacy has been looking for volunteers to tutor young kids. My bucket list does contain "teach a child to read," I should do it. However, I've learned from my time spent at Big Brothers and Big Sisters that it's not the cute kids dressed with ribbons in their hair that need help reading. It's the less fortunate with bigger issues than not being able to read Dora The Explorer. Their parents beat them, do drugs, leave them home abandoned and they have no friends other than you. You being the person that has no idea how to handle the things that come out of their mouths, you being the innocent bystander when they lose their cool because they'd rather hang out with you than go "home." It is heart breaking. It's stressful. Before I sign up my time, I have to really think about this one. Kids need help; they're brought into this place innocent, and knowing nothing. It's us who messes them up and sends them off into the world only to keep the cycle going. How do you end the cycle without education? See I'm stuck. :]