It is the last day of November which means many things:
1.I need to buy a new bus pass
2.I am ridiculously behind on my assignments
3.It is time to prepare for the Christmas season (hence the arrival of the Christmas music).
4. I get to open my chocolate advent calendar tomorrow
5. And...EGGNOG!

Today after I got home from practicum, I sat down on our cushy couch with my hot chocolate, opened my email, and found a picture of a poorly neglected plant that has sat on my bookshelf in my BC home for about 6 years. 5 of those years I have not been home to water it, so when I come home for Christmas or in the summer, I give it a little water. I never expected this plant to flower. Or thrive. Or live for that matter.

But, little did I know that despite my neglectful ways, this plant has managed to bloom beautifully. There is an applicable lesson in here somewhere. I'm sure of it.

Here is my lil' Christmas Cactus, all grown up and pretty.













I see THREE blooms. A miracle.

Sigh.

May we be like the Christmas Cactus and bloom despite the exhaustion, and fear, and pain, and insecurities.

There. A lesson.

I loved reading Roald Dahl's books as a child.



Plus, George has such a dreamy voice.

I am going home for Christmas.

All the cheesy Christmas tunes about going home for the holidays have been tromping through my brain this week.

I'm excited for a number of reasons, but mostly because being with my family is like taking a step into this world of being. Just being. And really good coffee.

Sigh...

NOTE: Prepare yourself for the Christmas playlist. Coming soon to a blog near you (aka this one)

Wow, look at me perpetuating the cycle of Christmas consumerism.

Ho ho ho.

Things that are worth noting:
a.) Sufjan knows how to boogie.
b.) The White Stripes provide remarkably good bus music in my opinion. Something about their groove just fits the stopping and starting motion of the bus.
c.) I have a 75% chance of working in child welfare when I graduate.
d.) Self-care is a beautiful illusion that I cannot make a reality.
e.) To make myself feel better I have started creating goals that are achievable, such as waking up in the morning.

If I were a bird I wouldn't have to do homework

I were the bird
by Rose Cousins

Seabird soaring weightless above the sea
wings wide for the wind to rush underneath
open arms and everything to see
I wish I were the bird and it were me

High white waves as the ocean churns
Rushing the shoreline under the bird
Nothing is settled, everything is stirred
She is like me and I’m like her

Seabird soaring high looks so free
Baring its heart to the world it would seem
flying alone all day does it dream
That I were the bird and it were me

Today is Monday

Currently Listening to: Stars "Undertow"
Current Perspective: Relatively content with the uncertainty.
Currently Reading: Little Women

Today I feel that there is so much to say, and I have such little ability to express myself.



Autumn always makes me think of the things that I am partial to.
-strawberry ice cream
-Markéta Irglová's artistic expressions
-+10 temperatures in mid-November
-My candles
-ginger
-My blankets
-Going to bed early
-hats
-babies
-Going to the impaired driving unit knowing that I do not have to be there.
-goat cheese
-Lady Grey Tea
-Celebrating the 24 years of my roommate's life.