We had a fabulous time at the ball game last night. I'm happy we toughed out the journey into Toronto. The rain fall was something else. I had just finished emailing my MIL something to the effect of: Perhaps it will slow down by the time we leave...... Pressed send......Then BOOM!!!! Huge crack of thunder and lightning lit up the apartment. It freaked out the cats. The poor little ones huddled together for safety.
This is just outside my husband s workplace. The water came up past my converse high tops.
The Jays brought it home.
At one point, we weren't sure. It came right down the bottom of the ninth. I was very pleased to see all the knitters out and about:
I think we made up most of the crowd. It was quite an empty stadium.
We all waited very patiently for our goodies bag:
Not bad eh?
I cannot recall if I showed you all the fabric for my new draperies in the living room. So I will show you again:
I love a captive audience.
And these are the wonderful ones that I will be replacing:
I call them: Napoleon Engineered. An original.
And here is my supervisor:
As soon as my assistant and supervisor allows, I will complete the drapes and gladly show you all how they look.
We watched Dan in Real Life tonight. It is one of my favourite movies. Steve Carell plays this character perfectly. All the awkwardness makes it so real. This scene is one of the reasons why I want to learn how to play the guitar.
I have to share something with you all. I am quite proud of myself. I will tell you why too. I am very shy when it comes to leaving my little home. That is putting it mildly. I have this horrible anxiety that halts my adventures. I hate it. It is the worse thing that anyone could ever suffer from. I am getting better. I do not feel as helpless as I once did. Before, when I first married, we would be invited to visit with friends and partake in this and that. I would positively freak out. There is no other explanation for my behaviour. There was no rhyme or reason to explain it either. I would actually start to cry I was so scared. I had no idea what made me act this way. My husband thought I was absolutely nuts and quite upset with my carrying on. He would ask why and say these people want us to be there and would disappointed if we did not show etc. etc. etc. I had no explanation to offer him. I had no idea why I did what I did.
Finally he noticed the pattern. I would freak out on anything new or any place we had not visited in a while. We decided to just take little steps. Go on mini adventures. Just local places. Nothing too daring. Finally, I am now at this point where I look forward to going places. I am just so proud and want to share with this feeling with everyone. I am currently trying to write a resumé so I may advance to other positions in the company I work for. I am looking into possible holiday spots to visit around Christmas times, and not just in the next town. I want to go to someplace warm where there are beaches and colourful drinks with umbrellas. I never thought I would be at this point. So, Thank you to everyone who helps me along the way and so understanding for my craziness. xoxo.
Good night everyone. I will let you know how the rest of my holidays go very soon.