I wish things would start happening. Or maybe I need to be the one who makes things happen. Is it wrong that I have no motivation and yet I expect things to just magically manifest themselves. I need to change things, I can see what needs to be changed and yet I can't make myself do it. I will continue to wallow in this until . . . I don't know, until something happens?

Being a Mom

I get a Canadian magazine every month that has to do with all things related to parenting. It's kind of a guilty pleasure for me. Every month they have a one page article written by the average parent and some random type of topic. This month, the article was written by a mother who claims to be an introvert when it comes to being a mom. Wow, I thought that I was one of the only ones.

She talked about diverting her kids at the park from other groups of kids so she wouldn't have to talk to the other mom's and how she rarely could stand to set up playdates, just to name a few. I can totally relate. I love my kids, words really can't describe it, and enjoy spending time with them. I am just not the type of mom who is completely absorbed with being a mom and having to talk about it with every other mom out there. Do I feel guilty about that? No.

On my Piperencino's 4th birthday, one mom stayed behind to hang out at the party. We managed to get a few words in, amidst the commotion of five, 4 year olds. When the topic of work came up, I mentioned that I worked 3 days a week. She on the other hand is a stay-at-home mom and worded it that "she was lucky, she didn't have to work, her husband made enough so she could stay at home." At the time, I didn't think much about it. A week later, I was somehow reminded of it and I couldn't believe how upset it made me. I felt like I was being judged because I worked. She didn't care about what I did, because she never asked. She was a lucky housewife - I had to work - so does that make me unlucky? HELL NO! I know she probably didn't mean it in a rude way but why is a mom who stays at home all day luckier than the one who gets to go to work 3000feet off the ground? We all know I'm not going to work for the money! :) I want to be there for my kids but I'm not giving myself up, not all of it. I can't do it.

My choice for the Seven Wonders of Canada

Thanks Quodlibet for the post. I had to go and check it out for myself. Although there were many wonderful choices, I decided that I had to stick with the ones that I have seen myself, which eliminates about half of the selections. I don't have a particular order but here is my list

1. Northern Lights - Up north, you can't even begin to imagine how beautiful they are
2. Prairie Skies - I fly them and I love how much "sky" I can always see
3. Ice roads - What a feat, and I love being able to see through 10 feet of ice under my feet
4. Cathedral Grove - Stopped in last summer, a sense of awe and serenity from this place
5. The Rockies - I can never tire of them, when I've been gone, seeing them again means home
6. Sprial Tunnels - Practically crazy, I can't imagine what it was like working on them
7. Trans Canada Highway - How cool is it that one highway can take you from one side of the country to the other, allowing you to access all these wonders of Canada.

Motorcycle mania

Getting a motorcycle wasn't the first thing on my mind, so when we got a phone call asking if we wanted a motorcycle we, of course, had to say "yes".

In 1999, I walked into a motorcycle shop and saw a motorcycle on a display pedestal. The moment I saw it, I determined somewhere in my mind, that if I ever got a bike, this would be the one. Fast forward from there to 2 years ago when Spencer from work showed me a picture of his girlfriend's newly purchased bike. My jaw dropped open because it was "the bike". A month ago or so, Spencer told me that Lisa was thinking about getting a Harley, "the bike" for her. Upon hearing this, I told Ben, who told me, that I should let Spencer know that we may be interested in it and could he let us know first if Lisa was going to sell it, no promises though. Last Wednesday, I get the phone call that Lisa found "the bike" and were we interested in buying hers? It took Ben and I about 10 seconds to decide "yes" and then about 5 minutes to figure out where the money was going to come from. On Friday, we picked up the bike and now I have to learn how to ride it. Fortunately, Ben knows how to ride and actually used to own a bike (thus why I was in a motorcycle shop in 1999, looking for a helmet to wear when riding with him) Unfortunately, I have no clue so I am signed up for a class at the end of the month. I even have my learners manual so that I can start studying. Ben has showed me how to start it, but when I sit on it, I feel a bit overwhelmed. It makes me think of my students when they first start flying.

"The bike" is a 2001 Honda Shadow ACE 750cc (so probably a year newer than the one I saw). So not too bad for a starter bike. It belongs to Ben and I however he insists that it is my bike . . . how exciting!

I gots me a digital camera

Perhaps I need to start a post like "I need to fly in a King Air". Well, yes, I have a camera and I am going to post some pics. Nothing too fancy to start with. I thought I would make my cat the first subject.

This is Ukee. She was my anniversary offering to Ben, okay, well, maybe its more like I wanted a cat so I got one. She is about 5mths old now and such a sweetie. I can't ever come down into the basement and sit at the computer without her trying to snooze somewhere in my vicinity. The kids love her and she is amazingly tolerant of them, especially when my little man starts grabbing her tail or picking her up a la Abominable Snowman in Looney Tunes ("I will hug you and pet you and squeeze you and call you George") I would feel bad for her, but she has plenty of opportunity to run away from him and seldom does. Aagh, my Ukee-Schmookee.

I need a digital camera . . .

Okay, so i have decided that I really need a digital camera. One that can fit into my kneeboard or bag or coat pocket. There are too many wonderful opportunities for pictures that I miss out on because my cameras are big and not so easy to just whip out on a whim. For instance, tonight, I got to fly to Lethbridge in a Cessna 340 with a student of mine. What a great flight and what a great airplane! But it was all about the moon . . . this great big orange ball swathed in cloud. I don't know how well a camera would have done, but I would have liked the opportunity to catch it. It only lasted for the first half of our flight.

I have always been that kid who stared out the windows everywhere we went. Even with all the trips between here and Saskatoon over my lifetime, I still enjoy the scenery. Every season gives you something new to see, a different perspective. I think that is what I like about my job. I get to see a different view all of the time and occasionally it can be absolutely phenomenal. For the rest of the time . . . beautiful.