Peaches @ MindSay

I apologise if you found my last post a tad bit too existential. I have lightened up considerably since. Well, highlight of my weekend was fried chicken. No, I'm kidding, (though it really was good...yum) the highlight of my weekend was Tint N' Tone - ISH's first Art & music festival  Hurrah! It was an unprecedented success and it was an absolutely perfect way to showcase the talents of our school (which are numerous I might add). I was completely dazzled by Madhu's performance, she was phenomenal. Hence, I will now give her a standing ovation here in my room lasting 3 seconds only because I am cramping right now. Please excuse me for a moment...........Alright I'm back.

 

Nikita was cool enough to give me a lift to and back from the State Gallery of Art where the showcase was held and she was flawless with the clarinet, her instrument of hypnotism (haaha, she's gonna murderlise me if she ever reads this), though I was exhausted of all my powers of persuasion before she finally agreed with me. I especially liked the improvised jazz number with Nikita and Vysh on the clarinets, Ajay on the saxophone, Hadi and Mr. Jonathan on the trumpets and, I think(the details are a little blurred, I was drunk on Pepsi ), a teacher from the elementary school on the organ. The other performances missed out on being my favourites by an infinitesimally fine line, which proves what an excellent evening it was. I will be loading pictures of the artistic extravaganza (hee) on my album soon, so go take a look at how pleasantly neat Nik's hair looked (I mean that).

 

Mr. Jonathan mentioned on Friday that I should get involved in the school's music scene a bit, an offer which I will consider seriously. And since I'm obviously no longer with my Singapore band (Quixotic - remember the name!), things on the music front have been depressingly mellow for me. I mean it's cool practising Weezers and Moldy Peaches in the deathly quiet of my lair but it would be great to get out a bit. I was a Senior Soprano 2 for three years straight in choir, one of my humble collection of achievements. People back home keep telling me its a shame I'm letting my experience go to waste. But I don't know. I'm on the fence right now. Stay tuned for that decision.

 

Well, technically, it's Monday morning right now - 1:27 am. And I hope it's going to be a good week, you'll know soon enough. Au revoir, this is Mithrandir (I'm a lass though - my Singaporean pals just like calling me Mithrandir a.k.a. Gandalf) signing off.

 

P.S. This a random,useless fact that would be an utter waste of what might be 10 seconds of your life (I'm a slow reader) but here it is nevertheless:

In 1765, the sandwich was invented by John Montagu, the fourth Earl of Sandwich, who gave the food its name. The Earl used to order roast beef between pieces of toast for a snack while he was at the gaming tables, it allowed him to keep one hand free to play while he ate.

When MsDania and her beau, MrGenio, came to stay with us, they told us of Toronto's Green Bin recycling program. They told us that you can put sanitary napkins, soiled diapers, and kitty litter into it! I needed to see this information for myself, so looked it up!

What goes in the Green Bin?

• Fruits, vegetable scraps
• Meat, shellfish, fish products
• Pasta, bread, cereal
• Dairy products, egg shells
• Coffee grounds, filters, tea bags
• Soiled paper towels, tissues
• Soiled paper food packaging: fast food paper packaging, ice cream boxes, muffin paper, flour and sugar bags
• Paper coffee cups, paper plates
• Candies, cookies, cake
• Baking ingredients, herbs, spices
• Household plants, including soil
• Diapers, sanitary products
• Animal waste, bedding (e.g. from bird/hamster cages), kitty litter
• Pet food

Greenbin

I didn't know sodium polyacrylate was recyclable! (It's used in diapers and sanitary napkins to keep the wearer dry.)

Not only does Toronto surpass most U.S. cities environmentally, but it also has an amazing mass-transit system.

It is: friendly and environmentally-conscious; has mass-transit and health care; is clean and culturally prodigious... who wouldn't want to live there?

Winter isn't for everyone... otherwise...

Dania and Genio! I miss you both very, very much! I have such a huge crush on you both, my two peachy babies!

I'm gearing up for the new week.  I have my assignments almost done for Monday night, however, I have to work all day tomorrow and most of the day monday before they are due.  I have a chart on the fridge with all the projects listed that I need to work on.  They must all be done, asap, so this way the family can see what I need to do every day and what I've been able to get done already.  I'll take the adoption papers with me to work tomorrow so I can get the kids signatures on all the papers, and see what else I need to collect, I hope to get the application mailed off by Wed. this week.  I also need to collect financial papers this week, and photo copy vbs stuff, make phone calls for vbs and get parts assigned.  VBS is in 17 days.

 

I"m working hard through everything else to get my Mary Kay business off the ground.  It's going slowly because I'm having a hard time carving time out of my day to actually work it.  And we all know that if you don't put time into an endeavor that you wont make money that way.  Take a moment and visit my web site at www.marykay.com/mischelle 

 

I'm planning for blueberries and peaches now too.  I want to make 12 pints of blueberry jam and 12 pints of peach jam, I want to can 100 qts of peaches, and will freeze alot of blueberries.  we will be getting 30 lbs of blueberries and 5 bushel of peaches.  Looks like I have some late nights coming up.  Blueberries arrive in 9 days and peaches in 13 days.  Fun, fun, fun, but I can't wait for the fresh fruit.

I rolled out of bed this morning and decided I was going to go to the gym. The gym is about thirty minutes away from my house, so it's always a long drive over-with me usually rocking out to some sort of great band. The drive is always scary.
People here never know the rules of the road, so you always pass accidents on your way into town.
Which I did.
A couple of them.
No one I knew, thankfully.
I parked my car in the lot, went in through the front doors and said hello to the girl who works behind the counter who happens to be my friend. (I'm there every day, so I know most of the staff.)
"Hey, G, there's someone here taking a tour that I think you know."
"You give tours?"
"She's, like, checking out the gym you know?"
"Should I go and say hi?"
The girl's wicked smile fell. "No, no...just sit here for awhile until she and Rebecca (my personal trainer who gives everyone the overview) come back downstairs. Come on, I'll make you a free smoothie."
I don't ever turn down free food.
Ever.
So I sat there and talked to my friend, and she laughed confidently about me and Dusty's breakup. (She's known Dusty almost as long as I have.) "You'll be back together in no time," she said, as she handed someone a towel. "You two were perfect together."
I opened my mouth to argue, but she suddenly pointed a finger behind me.
I turned around-thinking that maybe it was a friend from school, or someone from the beach I hadn't seen in a long time.
It was Bethany.
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Rebecca is much too nice for her own sake. When she saw me with my jaw hanging open she rushed over.
"Hey Taryn! Glad to see you're sticking to your routine! This is Bethany, she's interested in the gym." She turned spunkily to Bethany, and gave a wry smile. "Taryn, here, is our little spitfire. She's always here trying to kick her own ass." Rebecca winked at me as if she had made a really witty joke.
Usually in moments like these, I'm pretty confident. I make polite conversation, and only drop occasional hints that I've won some sort of long ongoing battle. But this had taken me by complete surprise. So I pretened I didn't know who Bethany was.
Of course, she knew me. She looked like a deer caught in headlights, and the blood drained from her angular face.
"Hey, nice to meet you," I said, sticking out a hand. I couldn't help but smile at the distance in her eyes. She took my hand without a word.
"Well, Beck," I said, showing her my IPOD, "Better go run out those frustrations." I headed for the stairs which were behind Rebecca, and threw nasty gestures at my friend behind the counter, who couldn't stop laughing.
Bethany turned around once more to look at me as Rebecca led her away towards the raquetball courts.

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I didn't go home after the gym, but instead straight to Kaleb's house. It only took me about five minutes to get there from the gym, and when I knocked on his door, my little Peach answered.
"Kaleb's asleep," she put a finger to her lips. "Don't wake him up or daddy will be mad!"
"Is your dad here?" I whispered back as I stepped into the house and made myself water in their small kitchenette.
"No," she said, "I'm taking care of myself!"
This is the problem when you have all boys in a house. None of them know about children. But I figured Peach would be okay for another five minutes, so I put on a Dora tape and set her on the couch.
"Call me if you need anything," I said, and stalked off to Kaleb's bedroom with the full intention of waking him. It wasn't surprising that he was asleep. The poor kid stayed up late with me and some friends last night, and had to wake up early for work in the morning.
When I opened his door, I found him slung over his twin bed, completely clothed. Even his shoes were still on.
I walked in and closed the door behind me and carefully sat at the end of the bed where there was a tiny bit of room. Kaleb is much too big for this little tiny mattress.
I took off his shoes and socks (brave of me, eh?), and he slowly opened his eyes. He smiled a little and did the traditional guy-wakeup-groan. "What are you doing?" he asked.
I pulled up to his face and tried to wriggle in beside him on the bed.
"Waking you up," I whispered, setting my head on his ear with my chest to his back. "Your little girl is out there all by herself. How long has she been that way?"
Kaleb's smile faded a little. "I didn't know I was going to fall asleep...." he tried to explain.
He turned over to face me, putting a hand on my cheek. It reminded me of the days after he had broken up with Jennifer.
We sat there for awhile, and a couple of times I thought we both were going to fall asleep. We became warm from staying in one position for so long.
"Dusty's an idiot."
I barely heard it. Kaleb starting kissing me on my face, and for some odd reason I didn't pull away. I was too content with where I was.
"Sometimes I love him, sometimes I love you," I said wearily.
It was the first honest thing I've said in years.
When he was close to my lips, I got up, and headed towards the living room where Peach was still watching Dora.
"I can speak Spanish!" she said happily to me.
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If that didn't make the day weird enough, things were hectic when Dusty came to Kaleb's to hang out.
It was our traditional Movie Night, so we were going to each pick out some stuff and just watch it until we were too tired to keep our eyes open. We even have our respectable spots on the couch. Me on the right hand side, with all the pillows that the boys find annoying-Kaleb in the middle, legs on coffee table, Dusty on left. Of course, it was weird when Dusty decided to switch places.
"Let me sit in the middle, tonight, man." He tried to make it come out easily and usual.
Kaleb was pissed but let him have it.
I was skeptical, and my wicked smile couldn't help but come back in full force.
"Oh like that's fooling anybody," I laughed. The boys smiled-both uneasily.
"Fine, whatever." I was in a good mood. "Do what you want, but just so you know, you're holding the snacks."
Our first movie, Hero, started, and through the whole thing, Dusty kept trying to touch my feet, which were facing in his direction.
I would move them, but in the middle of our third movie, I realized he was stroking my leg.
"Okay that's it!" I turned the movie on pause. "What is WITH you guys tonight? I mean, we were having a cool day. Can't you just stop it?"
Dusty and Kaleb didn't look surprised. "Turn that back on, princess," Kaleb said, as he grabbed the remote from me.
"I'm not choosing between you if thats what you think," I grumbled, and watched the movie in silence.
After I fell asleep on the couch, Kaleb picked me up and moved me to his bed while Dusty slept in Kaleb's brothers' room and Kaleb slept in his dads room.
They're both asleep and I can't fall back asleep. If Dusty asks me out, I'll say no. If Kaleb asks me out, I'll say no.
But I want them both.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
Tonight, I'll just be a Mindsay lurker.