I just realised that I haven't posted in a while, and thought I should post something. So now what on earth should I post.
I could talk about the rough time I've had at work, but then doesn't everyone have a rough time at work? I have spent the whole morning developing my resume and cover letters for the 17 positions I am applying for. With positive thoughts I have to get at least a couple of interviews.
I could talk about the fact that all I have done this weekend is shop at scrapbook stores buying even more stamps to make cool cards. But that wouldn't be news. Well it's not news, until I load cards onto my other blog, then you could look at them.
I could talk about how often I worked out this past week, but then after 4 good days of exercise, I haven't been in the last 3 days! I have no excuse as the class is only 30 - 45 minutes long, and I have very little pain. I discovered gravity classes at The Goodlife club on Toronto Street. No other Goodlife have the machines, and hopefully not too many people will discover them. Classes have to be booked 24 hours in advance, and there are only 8 machines. I am on an incline while I do squats and pull ups and curls etc. so I don't have a lot of pressure on my joints. The perfect workout. So with little pain, and little time, why aren't I going every day? Well that was the plan this week, but I was oh, so tired on Friday evening, and on Saturday I had to go scrapbook shopping and today there is no class. So those are my excuses!
I could talk about the weather. Apparently we broke some kind of record today, but since I haven't been out all day, I don't know if it was warm or cold! Just Googled it and it was warm. November 11 and the temperature was 18.4°C, that is pretty impressive, but everyone talks about the weather.
I could talk about the awesome split pea soup I made today, (just ate a bowl, and my tummy is smiling). But then doesn't everyone make soup on days that are supposed to be cold.
All I can really think of is that today is November 11th. Not only is it my niece's birthday, (Happy Birthday Sophie!) but this is the day we remember those who have and still are, trying to make this world a better place by keeping peace. My father served in the army toward the end of the 2nd world war. He has some stories that he used to tell, but most veterans don't like to recall those days. It wasn't a happy time back then, with families being torn apart, and loved ones never coming back. I am grateful to those men and women who have suffered during times of unrest, and I am saddened that we haven't learned any of those brutal lessons. We are still at war, people are greedy and angry and take it out on the rest of us. I wish those of us who don't understand how some people feel it's okay to take another's life could just sail away to a place where war and disregard for life is banned. To me, wearing a poppy on November 11 is a reminder that there is still blood being shed at the hands of the greedy, hateful, ignorant warmongers.