A Poem

My sister wrote this poem and I thought it was really good. It's formatted a little differently on paper...

Final Expression of Love

God give me strength.
The heart is weak,
The body is weary,
The mind is gone.

If no healing then
Peace
Freedom
The constraints of the body
this world
Freedom
Peace.

God give me strength.
To express my love this way.
I am so afraid, so afraid.

Collect for me
memories of love.
Bring them to the brim,
flooding out the pain and sadness.
Show my expression of love.
Pure.
True.
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Supposebly

A short rant:
Why is there a vast number of people here, where I work that say "supposebly"? Do they not realize that it is a d and not a b? I cringe every time I hear it; it irritates me to no end. I bite my tongue each time so I don't correct them. Perhaps I shouldn't.
So, in my rant I think maybe I'm wrong and supposebly is a word. So I looked it up on dictionary.com and supposably is a word. It is defined as an adverb meaning capable of being supposed. Supposedly (adverb) is defined as believed or reputed to be the case. So now, I'm humbled and confused.

A Lament

I thought about writing a real lament but that is not my strong suit. The following lament sums it up without you having to read my bad poetry.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

God you are good!

God made me too

Don't make fun of my physical appearance. God made me too. The bible says I am made in the image of God, that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. He knit me together in my mother's womb. Jesus loves me just the way I am. So what right has anyone to judge God's creation with scorn and ridicule.

3 foot lengths please

I went to Rona, with my sister, on Saturday. We were putting some stairs on my deck. We picked out the stringers and then went to get the lumber for the steps. I picked out a nice 12 foot 2x10. There are four steps and they needed to be about 3 feet wide. For those that can't multiply that is a total of 12 feet in length. Emily was pondering how this would fit in her truck and since we were standing by the wood cutting centre, I said lets get it cut. First four cuts are free. So we waited until the guy finished helping another gentleman. He came over and I said could you cut this in four pieces for me. He looked down at me like I was totally stupid. So I said "in three foot lengths please". He grabbed my 2x10 and off he went to his saw. He had not said a word to me. I was feeling pretty good though, that was one less step we'd have to do at home and there would be no problem fitting them in the truck. I was quite disappointed when he came back and put the pieces on the cart and they were all different lengths. Then he says, after seeing the stringers, "oh, you probably wanted those in exact lengths". Uh, duh. Emily and I were totally not impressed, being quite capable ourselves of cutting wood to the required length. Being quite annoyed, we said no, that's okay we'll fix it at home. The good part was that 3 feet was only an estimate on my part having forgotten to measure before we went to Rona. A damn good estimate too. The steps on the deck are the width of the shortest length he cut which was approximately 35". I guess I'll have to specify that I want an exact length next time....

Addendum to the Walmart rant

At lunch, I went to the Walmart in Sherwood Park and ordered my lenses. It took all of 7 minutes (including some walking out of the store time) to put my order in. Yup, I'm more PO'd now. I'm going to complain to them, well I might get John to do it. He's such a good husband!

A Walmart rant

I got my prescription for glasses on Monday. I stopped in at Lenscrafters to order some new lenses for my old frames. I was floored by the price. I left not ordering the lenses and decided to check around a bit. John phoned Walmart and the lenses would be $200 cheaper. Fabulous! So we went last night and as we were walking to the store I realized that I had forgotten to bring my prescription. Doh! We went in to find out what time the vision place closed. 9 pm they told us. Great, we had enough time to run home and get the prescription and get back and place an order. We were back in Walmart at 8:45. And all the lights in the vision place were turned off and it had ropes closing it off. I was stunned. So we asked. The lady at the till, in an annoyed voice asked if we were picking something up. No, we said, we want to place an order. She said sorry, we need at least 20 minutes to place an order and they couldn't have done it anyway. How long does it take really to write down my name and prescription (all eight numbers)?
I was rendered speechless. I couldn't believe the stupidity of the reasoning. I should have tried that when I worked in Fanny's. I'm sorry, I know it's only 8:30 but by the time you pick your fabric and I cut it and you get to the till it will take more than half an hour so I'm closing the shop now. If they had said they closed earlier it would have been fine. And what would have happened if I had stayed in the store while John went home to get the prescription... Anyway, I'm just really annoyed about the whole thing.