sitting at work
enjoying my coffee and still warm raspberry muffin
emma dog at my feet
listening to stars
waiting for the boys to stir.
today i am nothing but a player in a web of huge organization
for a few hours, and then its barb's turn
for today little sister is born.
welcome little addtion to my 9-5 life.

mmm i'm making my first cup of coffee with my new
brew and go. one cup of glory. just for me.
i can hear its rumblings
and smell its lovliness
just for me
just for me

i'm trying to make my life nice and clean
my heart nice and clean
my apartment nice and clean
my bedroom nice and clean

but i'm such a girl that is prone to messy
messy life
messy heart
messy apartment
messy bedroom

today was made up of moments.
where in each moment,
i stopped and thought
what a great little moment of life this is.
i folded laundry while watching the nutcracker ballet
i decorated christmas cookies
i ran into a lovely person at the library, hanging out with my boys
christmas dinner at church
dave and corrina and issac
bundled up on my couch watching tv

this weekend i have been bombarded by all things christmas.
mostly good.
no more carols though.
friday night was the annual sheena christmas bash.
i always feel slightly overwhemed when i go, because sheena just knows so many people.
but everytime, i end up having this rad conversation with someone or other that i havn't connected with in a while, or ever on any serious level. so ahoy to megan keopke. after being aquantices off and on for five years. i like you.

last night mosaic was lovely
then i drove home to chilliwack
went to this morning's service where it was
chrrriiissssstmas music, my.
then home for a nice little stephen and peter concert at the space
and some more christmas music
and lastly, from which i recently have returned
kenton's fete noel.
the best spiced wine i've ever had.

i'm sitting on my bed and i am quite eager to lie and immerse within its foamy, goosey, cotteny goodness.

today was good.
the light has shone and shown the approaching upwardness of my little path.

let the bones you have crushed rejoice

friday i am driving to seattle with my sister.
we are going to see david bazan and rosie thomas.
i am more excited about the former, and my sister, the latter.
it will be good.
also good because said former never brings any merchandise to canadian shows due to border/duty issues.
so...yay.

i started reading joan baez autobiography..its great.
i was reading it way to long into the night last night.

my three year old was so quirky and delightful today.
we sat for about an hour in the living room today and laughed at each other
eating dried mangoes and cranberries.
employment is so lovely.