Monday, August 29, 2005
A new favorite snack of mine...
A new snack that I have come to absolutely love and was put in my head by Katie, is toasted advocado and tomato sandwiches with salt and pepper. Yum. Im getting to that point where advocado is a must in my home. I also enjoy fresh salsa. And peaches.

Today I helped a hysterical mother in law pack up her house. She's going crazy, moving and having soooo much stuff, and all that's been happening with her mother, and diabetes to top it all off. She found out today that her mother IS going to die soon afterall. I dont know, things keep changing- so we'll just wait and see. When I first got to her house, she was at an appointment. I knew this would be so, so she already told me a few things that I could do. One of them was removing the curtains. I wasnt aware that when you move out of a house, everything that's screwed into the wall stays for the next owners. So, I took the rods down also. Woops. Just trying to be helpful. I ran out of things to do long before Ann came home. Not that there wasnt anything to do, everything was chaos, I just didnt know where to start, or what she was keeping. I phoned Kyle and interrupted his work day out of boredom. He suggested that I pack books. It wasnt like she'd be reading them in the next few days, so that's what I did. I wandered out into her back yard and found a strawberry patch and a raspberry bush both with many a ripe berry. I indulged. Strawberries taste so much better from a garder than the ones you can get in the store. Once Ann returned things got less productive. She wanted to visit, and show me different nick nacs she had come across while packing, and then she wasnt feeling well, and had to sit and rest. I kept going until one thirty.

Then into town I came to meet Aya. She's moving!!! It was my last time to see her before she's off to Calgary. We had a nice time together. We walked down at the water front and had ice cream, and we stopped by school to say bye (for her) and hi (for me) to the instructors. Im sad to see her go. Another friend gone.

After that I went to the gym with Esther. We did a cardio class. It was fun. It was mostly step aerobics and I quite enjoy the instuctor.

That was my day.

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Sarahstottle posted @ 7:47 PM


Saturday, August 27, 2005
False Alarm
Grandma made it through the stroke. The doctors were all so sure that she wouldnt make it. She came to this morning. She's definitely not normal though, nor are we sure she ever will be. I cant believe how many strokes she's lived through. This one was a major one though. In some ways a relief, and in some ways its only a matter of time anyway...

I always come home with ambitions of all the things I need to get done. Such as cleaning and getting my lesson ready for tomorrow. Then I think, "well I'll just sit down at the computer for a moment and read the blogs." By the time Im done doing that, I dont feel much like doing housework...Something that's been ignored all week. I havent fully recovered from family reunion on vacation mode. I've still been slacking. We are in desperate need of groceries. I sit here starving because there really isnt anything to eat. I want to use my new pots.

I've been having fun a work lately. Im finally starting to feel a litte more comfortable, and letting more of my Sarah-ness out. Plus, the haircuts I have been doing lately have been turning out and thats always quite satisfying. I still have issues with short men's haircuts though. I have to do "scissor over comb" instead of using clippers, and its challenging, and I feel that I suck at that.

Im going to go clean for real now... And maybe play with my hair. Thats something I always find fun to do, when no one's home. Is that normal, or a hairdresser thing?

Oh yeah, Katie suggested that I give a hairdresser tip of the week. I think I will.

Hair tip: Try something new this week with your hair. If you always part it on one side- try parting on the other, or try a new way of putting it up. Set aside some time when you dont have pressure, and be patient. Let the creatie juices flow...

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Sarahstottle posted @ 5:05 PM


Friday, August 26, 2005
What do I do Right?
Well I was really going to post last night but that did not happen for me. Ann phoned us to tell us that Grandma was having seizures. Not sure I spelt it right. Anyway, she was being rushed to the hospital, and she wanted us to meet her there. So we did. I thought it would just be another one of her mini strokes. We met Ann there, and we had to wait a long time before they would let us know what was up because they had to run a lot of tests and stuff. The Dr. told Ann that Grandma was really bad, and probably wouldnt make it through the night. So we phoned some people to let them know and then we went in to see her. She was lying unconcious with an oxygen mask on. She looked so frail, and not the same. We stayed until just after12am. I felt so numb. I love grandma, but for some reason my body doesnt want to cry. It makes me feel bad, like shouldnt I hurt enough to cry? She's still alive, but they are just waiting for her to die. I feel so bad for Ann, like she needed this on top of moving and stuff.

Today work was soooooo slow. I had one blow dry. I only worked for three hours, but it felt like I was there for so long, because there was nothing to do. Just roaming around aimlessly.

Im going to go so something with Kathy. She's leaving on Sunday. I cant believe how fast this month has gone by. I havent even seen her yet, and she's been here for almost a month. I feel like such a bad friend! Its even worse that Kathy is one of two friends that im still in touch with after high school. Tamara, being the other, has been home for almost the whole summer, and I havent done anything with her. We've grown apart so much.
She's so different from me, with her single life of lots of partying and boys. I feel so unfun compared to what she's used to. I dont know why, I know Im fun.

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Thursday, August 25, 2005
Sweaty Bra
If I sweat, my bra is soaked until I take it off, even if its an hour later, and nothing else is sweaty. Pleasant, innit? And dinner's ready. Gotta go

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Monday, August 22, 2005
How many beets could a Beetnick beat if a Beetnick could beat beets?
Ok and Im back. There are other things Id rather write about, but I'll finish the story. I finally finished her hair, and Kyle and Leah and Steve Hobbs were outside waiting for me, so we could start our date night. It was eight o clock. She loved her hair, and I'll admit, I did I darn good job. But anyway, Cheryl told me to straighten up my chair and unplug a few things and I could go. That's what she said. Obviously I figured that meant that everything else was taken care of. So I went happily and exhausted on my way. The next day she pulled me aside and informed me that I left in such a hurry that some of the cleaning wasnt done- a garbage hadnt been emptied and a sink wasnt wiped out. She said that she wanted to leave just as much as everyone else at the end of the day, and it wasnt fair for me to expect her to stay behind and clean up after me. (she still had a lot of paper work to do when I left). I felt bad and said sorry. But then I was thinking, and she was the one who told me I could go, I didnt know that it was still my job to go around and check everything even after she said I could go. Plus, one of the other stylist said that she didnt clean it anyway, it was still left like that when she started in the morning. So it wasnt like she had to clean up after me, and even if she did, it would have been five minutes. It bugged me. Bugged me that I never get pulled aside to be told that Im doing a good job, but to be scolded for dumb things.

Just got back from a really hard core workout class at the gym and I can hardly stand and walk with out my legs giving out.

The family reunion was sooo great. I dont really want to think that much about it right now though because it makes me sad that it's over. I loved having the week off and doing different fun things with the family everyday. I could live like that forever. Hopefully one day.

Oh yeah, on Saturday, Kyle and I went to a Michael Buble concert at Deer Lake park in Burnaby. It was soooooo good. I really enjoyed it. I like going to concerts. That was only the second one I've been to. He was so likeable. His songs were so romantic and well-sung, and the orchestra was amazing! He was a good entertainer, he talked to us a lot, and he was funny. Handsome also, Im not gonna lie. But no one's as handsome as Kyle.

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Sarahstottle posted @ 10:53 AM


Saturday, August 13, 2005
Yay!
Finally, Im off for a week and I get to go and spend time with my husband and family!!!! Happy times are here! I dont really know why Im writing right now because no one's going to read it for a long while. Oh well. Well if you must know, part of the reason is because there's nothing for me to do. Im stranded at Mom and Dads waiting for kyle to get back from victoria so we can go to the camp-a-ma-bob.

He left at 6:30 this morning. He took our car, so I had no way to get to work. He was supposed to be back in time to pick me up from work. We were supposed to leave straight from work to happy camping times. None of that happened. I called him when I was off and he hadnt even left Victoria yet. I sludged to mom and dads in the hot hot sun on my tired feet and here I wait.

Today I got scolded for leaving work last night when there were still things that need to be done. Ill start from the top. I started work at 10am. Kyle dropped me off so I didnt have the car. At about 2:15 I was sent on a double lunch. They do this when you have open spaces and they dont want to pay you. I had nothing to do for an hour and a half. I called kyle to come and do something with me, but he didnt answer. I decided that id walk down to country club and hang out. It was as fun as it sounds. I came back to work and still didnt really have anything to do except a set of highlites at 5:15. This particular client was getting her hair cut before her colour. She ended up going way over time on her hair cut and I didnt start until almost six. She was almost totally blonde but insisted that no one ever got her blonde enough. According to the stylist who cut her hair, I had to foil her whole head, leaving almost nothing out, and then wait for it to get to almost white blonde. So thats what I did. Two hours later, everyone's gone but me and the receptionist/manager Cheryl and all the cleaning had been taken care of (0r so I thought) I have to continue this later Kyle's here now...

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Friday, August 05, 2005
The Sea Monster
Went to bed with my hair slightly damp and woke up with something that resembles a sea monster on the top of my head. One with many legs that reach out and move about in gyrations. Every time my head slightly moves, the monster sways around and stretches its legs out as if to grab its prey. I havent gotten rid of it yet, and I've been awake for almost an hour. Today was the day that Kyle told me we'd celebrate my birth. Well, he got up at 6:30 this morning to go play tennis with the missionaries for a few hours, and then he's going straight to the office to do the bathroom- it should only take him an hour or two, he says. I dont believe. Infact, I think he'll get home barely in time to take me to work. Our time together is suppose to be inbetween his bathroom job, and my work. Later, the band is going to Victoria for a gig that they just got last night. I dont even get a date night with the guy. Furthermore, what I DONT understand is why he had to do the bathroom this morning while i have time, rather than after he takes me to work?! Basically I dont get to see him today. Maybe another time. In the next life. I'm going to get started on termination of the monster...

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Thursday, August 04, 2005
Days of Glee
My birthday was a good day. Dad woke me up to say happy birthday and to tell me that he and mom and had a present for me. I got up, got ready for the day, and had a quick chat with Kyle. I dropped off an overdue video and went to Mom and Dad's. Mom was gone. Dad didnt seem to be around, so I called him. I asked him why he told me to come over if he wasnt going to be there. He told me he was there. He was hiding in his bathroom. He came out and gave me my present. It was a very nice smelling Georgio Armani perfume called sensi. Not something that I would have picked out myself, but very classy and nice. I like things like that- things I wouldnt choose myself, but turn out to be a find indeed. It makes me feel like a godess. (the perfume does, not things I wouldnt choose for myself.)

Then I went to the doctors and met my new Doctor, Celeste Colins. A young pretty lady for New Zealand or South Africa (I cant tell). I liked her. She gave me some medicine for my chronic bladder infection problem and referred me to the urologist that I saw last year named Dr Oxley, a disgusting british man. I liked her though, and the clinic was all nice and new, which was refreshing.

I went straight from there to work. Did a few haircuts. Kyle sent me a huge bouquet of longstem roses- red and white. It was beautiful. I love it when he's romantic.Then I went to go on lunch when Cheryl told me that I didnt have to come back. A pleasant surprise. I went to Earls with Mom. It was nice, we sat out on the patio and had a good talk and good eats. I had Jeer chicken curry with naan. Mom had a spinach salad, which she will often order and Earls.

I had to take the roses home so they wouldnt fry in my car. I visited with Esther at Moms for a while and then headed over to Jordan and Tracy's for dinner. Maria was in a silly mood, and she kept grabbing my hand and saying "come on!" and would then proceed to pull me force surprising for a two year old of that size. She pulled me into Jordan and Tracy's bedroom, shut the door and started whispering to me, but not saying anything real, she just wanted to whisper. It was cute, a little odd, but cute of course. Tanis also joined us for dinner. They did the special fondue dinner thing with the little frying pans on the table with meat and veggies and yummy sauces. We ate it over alfredo noodles. It was very good. Then Doug and Delanie came down for a while to visit. They offered to whip up a batch of homemade icecream and get some cake. sounded good to me. However, it didnt end up being whipped up- it was 10:30 by the time we ate. It was better that way anyway, cuz I was so full. Tanis came home with me and we had a sleepover. We stayed up late and had good talks. I love tanis. In the morning we went for a long walk. I regretfully tell you that Tanis is moving back to Hawaii next week. It leaves an ache in my heart. I feel sad that she's leaving and I dont know when Ill see her again, and sad that I havent been able to do much with her while she has been here. I should have taken advantage of that.

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Wednesday, August 03, 2005
My dream
I was doing this litte girl's hair. She was the younger sister of a girl who always comes to the Salon, she's about 10 years old, and when her 24 year old sister comes to the salon she tags along.

I was coloring it red and light purple. It seemed to be taking a long time and suddenly it started getting late and I was in this tiny salon it was like a little cornershop in a back alley. Suddenly I had to interrupt and go follow Jordan up bay st. I was in a big hurry though, because i knew i had to get back to rinse this girl off. Then, as I was coming back my instructor, Sherry was closing the shop for the day because it was 10pm, and thats when we closed. I appologized porfusely and she let me back in to rinse the girl off. The girl was suddenly Kaetlyn and the sister was Erin. While I was rinsing her off for some reason I couldnt open my eyes. I tried, but they just wanted to be shut. Once I was done, I was explaining that depending on where she parted it, one side would be red, and the other would be blue ( the color changed to blue now) and you could choose which colour you wanted to show more. As she was walking out in front of me I said out loud "Why are you so gorgeous?" And Erin agreed with me and said something about how beautiful Kaetlyn is. We went outside and they both climbed into my van. But then their ride just showed up, and it was sister hand. So they left with her.

I was about to drive home and then decided walking might be better. So I took these two sticks and used them to push me up with each step, and I went soaring gloriously through the air. It was so fun. It took me a while to get the hang of it and figure out the way I was supposed to go. I ended up going along a beach, and it was so sandy and had beautiful pools of green blue water. I thought to myself "i never new this was here! I have to remember where this is!" (during this time it was day again) Eventually the very pewny sticks snapped, but I realized that I didnt even need them. I just skipped and with each push off I went soooo high. It was so liberating. Suddenly the whole world was covered in a satisfyingly thick blanket of soft snow, and the night had a quiet reverence, they way it gets when it snows at night. I jumped up on the roof (because thats how high I could get) and climbed in through the bathroom window. Kyle was on the bed with the lamp on doing some reading. The fact that I came in through the window didnt even phase him. I joined him on the bed and he said "happy birthday sweetie, are you ready for your present?" He was about to read me a quote that reminded him of me by Ezra taft Benson. I said " I thought we arent celebrating my birthday yet" (when we talked on the phone last night he said that we were going to have my birthday on friday). Then the phone rang and woke me up. It was dad. I was curious what the quote was going to be.

How often do I wake up and remember that much of a dream? Sorry if that was boring or weird. It seemed so magical and happy to me, the way that I could soar home like that and enjoy such beautiful things around me.

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