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That's Me: Shoe Saviour

Just because I'm losing, doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Just because I'm hurting, doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserved
I just got lost
Every river that I tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Oh, but I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off


Today there was a brief, but interesting saga. A number of the kids who will be in my Eco-Art Camp (which begins tomorrow, heee) are already here. One of them had lost her "dawg" shoe in the lake and it floated off into the reeds. Her friend was pretty alarmed because this girl was trying to find ways to get it for herself and that's just not safe. I had been in the office working on a full outline for the camp with the person teaching the Ecology part of the course, and the girl who came had asked twice for my boss before we asked her if we could help. Cue me volunteering to go out for it in the rowboat, which I did, to their great appreciation. Way to make a good impression on your campers, wouldn't you say?

Ah, the trials and issues of childhood. I gotta tell you, my co-worker who is co-teaching the art half of the course with me is not a huge fan of kids and when she asked me if I was it gave me pause. The correct answer of course, is yes, and no. That statement is fact becoming one of my favourites, as it is very apt in many scenarios. I like kids, from a bit of an emotional distance. I think part of me is afraid I'll be terrible with them or lose my patience, or lose their love. Most of the time though, they love me and I love them back. I'd really like to be with kids more, but the main opportunity for that is church and my first commitment is to the worship area of things and that just doesn't work with Kid's Church or nursery very well, though I may try to get in on it a little more this Fall anyway as an occasional helper of Mark. But those 8 months are far off yet and looming large with busy fervor - I think this may be one of the worst years yet for energy, actually. Especially if I make it onto the ballroom dance team, which I would LOVE to do, though it's not necessarily likely that I'll make it. Either way, I'll be dancing a lot this year. At least twice a week. I'm really down to just one hobby, so I might as well enjoy it.

It was HOT here today. Very, very swelteringly hot and 47% humidity. Ugh. I am glad I brought my fan from home. It rocks and has a good high setting that actually makes air move! It will be on in my room tonight. I may have the greatest cabin on campus for heat - my inner room is blocked off on two sides and the upstairs, so it's probably not as bad in there as elsewhere, especially if I open some windows.

I dangled my legs off the dock today in the sun. I have always wanted to do that. Crossing it off the mental list.

I keep trying to do my Student Loans online. Stupid error messages they keep giving me in all the different browsers, though, about detecting an open window. Horrors! An open window in this heat! (Lame, I know. But expect no better from a hot lady like myself.) I think I'll call and ask about it tomorrow morning early if I have a moment, which is unlikely.

Random nature tidbit: I have played hide and seek with two squirrels. It's hilariously awesome. If only I could climb trees.

Oh, and something I definitely did not almost forget:

Happy Birthday, Gran!

She, being an internet savvy lady, reads my comments, so wish her a Happy 75th Birthday, everyone! DO IT.


Gran is such a special lady to me. Her love, support, and appreciation of me has always been a huge part of my life. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a Grandma who wasn't this proud of me and loves me so much! Here's to you, Gran, and your next 25+ years.
Tags: #life, birthday, emma lake, shoe saviour
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