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This is a picture I took over July 4th weekend. I really like this because it gives you a glimpse into life standing still. In an instant of pressing a button, sometimes you’re lucky enough to capture a moment in time, where all that exists in the moment is pure joy, elation, fun, and feeling carefree. Without photos, I think sometimes those things are easy to forget altogether.

Consider this your reminder to have some fun and not take life too seriously!

So, what’s up? Have a good fourth? The above is a photo I took from this weekend. You can see the rest of them on my Flickr site, if you’re interested.

This past weekend was much needed. I got some Bean love, which is always welcome, and of course, my Feesh is as cute as ever. He’s such a smiley boy. Les and I hit up the movie, The Strangers. Lots of suspense and moments where you want to defecate yourself - totally my kind of movie! Les and I are the same, in that we both love movies that are sure to guarantee a heart attack before the age of 35. I would have dragged Garret to the flick, but he’s not into those kinds of movies.

Oh, yeah. I realize that I haven’t been all that forthright on what’s been going on in my life as of late. The lack of posting is mainly feeling like I haven’t had much to write about lately, here. I thought about blowing this place away a few times, but then can’t bring myself to do it. So, rather than have it sit here, dead, collecting dust, why not write? So I’m kinda launching into the middle of whatever’s going on in my life right now, minus the fluff. So, to catch you up to speed: Garret is the boyfriend, from Montreal. Garret, everyone, everyone, Garret. He’s been one of the better things happening lately, even though he kicks my ass practically every time, in Literati. (It’s like Yahoo’s takeoff on Scrabble, in case you didn’t know.)

By the way, who the hell would have thought “ricer” and “riciest” are words? According to dictionary.com? They are. What a load.

The other thing is possible permanency at Symantec. I’ve learned it’s been put on hold temporarily, but will happen hopefully sooner rather than later. This place has probably been one of the better jobs I’ve ever had. The environment’s great, the job’s fairly interesting, and I dig the coworkers. No complaints, really.

Can someone figure out how to magically make five weeks go by quick?

I’ll leave you with one last hilarious photo:

Bean and I were hanging outside, and he informed me he “wanted new ears.” This is what I got. Love it! He’s such a sweetheart. He gave me a flower on our walk back from the parade. He told me that he wanted me to have it because it’s pretty. What do you say to that? All I could do was beam from ear to ear. He’s going to be a heart breaker, that one.

That’s all I got for now. I’m going to try to be better about writing. Make it a daily thing, hopefully. If it’s not a reasonable length of time, feel free to kick my ass.

French artist Pierre Maraval calls his photo exhibitions ‘‘human landscapes,” each a collection of 1,000 portraits of individuals linked by a common characteristic or shared passion. Athletes, AIDS workers, Internet pioneers, and women from some of the world’s greatest cities are among those whom Maraval has celebrated since he began his project in ‘93. Now he turns his lens on Toronto and the women who enrich the city’s flourishing cultural scene through Toronto’s Mille Femmes. Toronto’s Mille Femmes is a tribute to 1,000 artistic, creative and inspiring women from Toronto and their protégés, who embody the passion and heritage of the city. Architects, actors, dancers, designers, journalists, musicians and others have been chosen in recognition of their achievements and leadership in their field. Joined together, the 1,000 portraits will become a visual network, a chain of recognition that celebrates not only an extraordinary community of women, but also the creative character and diversity of Toronto.

This exhibit can be viewed at BCE Place in Toronto.

Decided to be a little proactive this weekend, and created an online shop for my photography! Swing on by, lemme know what you think.

Or buy. You know. You can do that, too.

A photo I took near the nature trail I walk.

Nic and I had a grrl day out yesterday. Oh, we shopped, awww’d over the cuteness that was the baby store filled with many items-o-cuteness that made your heart explode, stuff like that. We hit up a bookstore, ate sushi, and walked into Target, which was the scariest thing you could have ever done at 3pm on a Saturday.

We talked about life. How funky things happen that are unexpected, and sometimes seem horrible at the time, and you wonder how you’ll ever move on, or overcome. But then you do. And life keeps truckin’. And then sometimes unexpected good things happen. You meet someone and you feel that weird flutter you thought was long gone, or maybe you thought you’d never have it like that again. But then you do. Or maybe it’s a little different. Then sometimes, everything sorta feels like in some small way, stuff falls into place for the first time in a while.

Today is Sunday. Today I am going to do laundry. I am currently in the process of cooking a pork roast, with carrots and onion soup mix. It will sit for eight hours. I made homemade salsa, which is probably one of the yummiest salsa recipes I’ve tried. So easy, too. Give it a whirl maybe, if you’re feeling up to it. Let me know how it turned out for you.

It’s all about progression. Living. Doing. Not thinking about doing all the time. After a while, thinking about doing gets old. And then you wonder what it would have been like if you would have done said thing you were thinking about. I think I’ve spent far too long thinking and not doing. That’s going to have to change.

It’s wild when your life seems like it totally sucks right now, how one person can make all that stuff go away, even if it’s just for a couple days. My Bean does that to me. We celebrated his third birthday this weekend. I can’t believe he’s been on this earth for three years. I remember when he was tiny and slept all the time. I remember the morning when I decided that, because of him, I wanted to have kids of my own one day. I never thought I wanted them until I met him. He’s brought a lot of happiness to my life, and it’s weird, because you can live vicariously through him, in a sense. Watching him open his gifts on his birthday made me remember that excitement - I guess on some level, it never really goes away; maybe it just transforms itself somehow. You have to find it in other things. It’s still there, though. Just different now.

So, I’ll be thirty years old here in nine days. Weird. Most girls I know may be wigging out when they hit thirty, but eh. I don’t feel much of anything. So I’m thirty. Sure makes you reflect, though. I think it doesn’t help that I’m in a particular funk right now, but with the slew of bad usually comes a slew of good. Cross your fingers for me.

Took some photos of Les and fam over the weekend. They wanted some stuff they could do for Christmas cards. I’m pretty pleased with how some of them turned out. The sister and I jokingly talked about starting our own business, what with her most recent purchase, and all. Maybe it’s not such a pipe dream after all?