Sarah out of Lusaka

The Queen of Cliché

2012-01-26T02:27:00.005+02:00

In my line of work- dealing with people all the time- I come across a lot of clichés (and a lot of talk about the weather). The funny thing about clichés for me is that I always get them wrong. For example: "Now we're cooking with gas" came out of my mouth as: "Now we're cooking with oil"- not sure I'll ever live that one down at work.

The other night I was lying in bed trying to think of a way to describe a particular feeling in my heart. I thought of the expression "tugging at the heartstrings" and I reflected that not once had I ever considered my heart as an instrument. Then I chuckled when I read "My heart did a pirouette like one of those dancing hippos in Fantasia" (from: The Curse of the Holy Pail, by Sue Ann Jaffarian - a smutty mystery novel series that I can't resist)*grin*.

But neither of these ways to describe the heart have resonated with why my heart is so happy.

One of the boys I used to coach (you know, your average 17 or 18-year old boy) had sent a message to Alvin on Facebook to say hi to me. And there's this feeling of excitement, happiness, awe, or something- that makes me well up with pride that a young kid across all these miles would remember his old coach- even if only for a few minutes. It means so much to me to hear from them via email or Alvin's FB; taking the time to extend wishes or a hello brings out all the warm fuzzies. I invested so much time at those basketball courts that I'm heartened to know that some of the kids have recognized how much I care for them. If I find the right words to describe the feeling, one day, I will post them up here.

I've also been told (somewhere along the way) to take note or commemorate some of life's small achievements. Yesterday I celebrated my 3rd anniversary with my dear Alvin - yay! Here are some flowers & our anniversary candle that are on the kitchen table reminding us of how fortunate we are, and how our lives have changed over these three years. Thanks to all for thinking of us with emails/ snail mail / flowers.

Cold Snap

2012-01-18T06:33:00.006+02:00

We all knew it was coming...our unseasonably warm temperatures of the past months now seem like a distant memory. It is currently -28 degrees Celsius but it feels like -39 with wind chill. Alvin has stepped out to work in this madness for a couple of hours. I could think of nothing worse.

We've only had a couple of days of this but I've had the furnace blowing full blast & it seems that I constantly have a pot of tea on the go. I feel like I have a mild headache- on the verge of becoming full fledged due to all the white noise. Inevitably it made me think of power cuts in Lusaka. All the humming from refrigerators, TVs, radios- shutdown; I remember smiling in the dark of my former apartment. Hearing the neighbours conversations loud & clear from behind the wall- no interference from any electrical hums or buzzes. How easy it is to think the grass is greener. And I have forced myself to remember (when praying that my '98 Rav4 will start in the morning, when I can't breathe from the shock of the cold, when I want the furnace sounds to kick off) the mad scurrying of the cockroaches when the power went out. Aiming the flashlight in the kitchen was like a scene from a horror film with the monster roaches running for the dark corners. I am not saying that I prefer this cold...but I'm reminding myself that the joys of shorts & t-shirt weather everyday, anytime of day or night, come with tropical insects...Here's to staying optimistic in 2012!

I had to include this photo of Tom- I don't envy his job as mailman these days*grin*

(Hope ya don't mind Tommy- such an amazing photo).

Bat Out of...

2012-01-06T02:16:00.003+02:00

I felt like such a hypocrite last night. I've always told myself that I'm not a big city girl. During our trip to New York in the Fall I recognized that the pace of life in such big happenin' cities is just too busy for me. I kept telling myself that I would never want to get pulled into such a hectic way of life- always on the go.

I recall recently driving somewhere with my mom; she very gently suggested that I could go a few kilometres over the speed limit (I used to have a heavy foot- but I lost that somewhere along the way). I now putt along in the slow lane like an old lady.

Then there was me last night, getting wound up and hitting the gas pedal very heavily, on my way to yoga. How hilarious is that? Rushing to relax. Sigh. I always have the best intentions to leave on time...instead I end up rushing like a bat out of heck.

Last'11 post

2011-12-30T03:05:00.006+02:00

It has been a great year and I've thoroughly enjoyed a few days off during this holiday season. It's always so nice to catch up with family & friends who maybe I hadn't heard from in a while. I love this time of year.

Alvin & I are especially stoked after booking a weekend Toronto trip- we're planning our first NBA live experience. And of course we've bought tickets to see our favourite team (I feel like a little kid I'm so excited) the Boston Celtics. It's going to be a quick trip & I'm hoping that my family will forgive me because we're planning on having a very selfish weekend- hopefully 2 NBA games before returning home- with little (or no) time for visiting & gallivanting. We'll see as the date draws nearer.

But I do get ahead of myself. Christmas was lovely- and I'm thrilled that my Gran-style verenike (cottage cheese perogies) turned out great. Mom taught me how to make the cream gravy- who knew it had to be whipping cream?!*grin* Tom very graciously took a photo because I was so proud of how beautiful my perogies turned out (the rest of the meal was divine- I'm just the one who insisted on the photo)*grin*.

I could post a whole bunch more reflections on an amazing year...but I'd rather show this video that Tom shared with me- hilarious. I do love yoga but don't always like the trendiness surrounding it...hope you enjoy this video, I know I did. Happy New Year all.

My Worst Reads of the Year

2011-12-18T19:13:00.003+02:00

Most of you know that I'm an avid reader...most of you also know that I'm an optimist. That's why I want to try something a little different as we near the end of 2011. This year I would like to highlight my 2 worst reads of the year. I know- I usually stick to my faves (& some optimism might still trickle in...) but I really feel like sharing the most disappointing reads my greedy little eyes consumed.

#1- The Good Mayor - a love story that could not get any worse. I held on through the disappointments hoping it would improve. A secretary for the town mayor who has been unlucky in love has a crush on her boss- one that is strongly encouraged. The setting is some Eastern European country I was trying to dive into. Just as I'm beginning to see that this will not follow the fairy tale ending the heroine (?) turns into a dog to escape the prying eyes of the townsfolk and steals away in the night with the mayor. When the dog and mayor are safely away to start a new life she resumes her human shape.

Really?

Disaster.

#2- I do try to read Canadian literature...but this author I found particularly discouraging because she used lots of long complex sentences to say nothing. Nothing! I know you've all tried to read those books- but I kept getting distracted by these perfectly manufactured (sometimes beautiful phrases) that did not tell a story. Call me old-fashioned but the stories I enjoy have a beginning, a middle, and an end*grin*. I wouldn't say this lady is a terrible author but Charlotte Gill is not my preferred type of story-teller (& I would not recommend her short stories)*grin*.

Apart from those two it was another great year of reading. I shamelessly fall back on British murder mysteries when I've finished a book that leaves me feeling 'meh'. If any of you have some good recommends please send my way. I could recommend a couple good ones but don't want to change this post from the negative to the positive*grin*.

The Only Thing Worse...

2011-12-14T03:42:00.002+02:00

The only thing worse than finding that someone has left a tissue in their pocket & thrown the load in the washing machine is knowing that you're the one who left the tissue in her pocket.

Drat.

1st Snow Run of the Season

2011-12-07T04:33:00.004+02:00

That's right, I hit the road tonight & it feels great. I would lie if I didn't say that about half-way through I thought perhaps I should've shortened the first run after quite some time...but the home stretch felt great & I feel motivated to keep it up with the mild weather.

I was also the lucky beneficiary of an extra wreath that Dev accumulated- how cute! I suggested that perhaps I should hang it on the inside of my door so I could enjoy it more often...I don't think Alvin's up for that*grin*. Thanks Tom & Dev for passing this on to me.

A Romantic View of my Canadian Heritage

2011-11-29T05:13:00.003+02:00

A couple of weeks ago, during our short cold snap and snowy weather, I had stepped outside to go for a walk. I was well prepared for the cold in multiple layers, my homemade scarf, and a new puffy winter jacket. I smiled and thought how lovely it was to be so warm all wrapped up outside in the cold but refreshing air. And that got me thinking about how I survived so many years in Lusaka's hot (& sometimes steamy) temperatures. What a lovely little revelation- I enjoy both the cold and the hot. I let my mind wander down a fairly romantic ideal of why this might be...

"Ha" I thought to myself: I enjoy this cold climate from my Swiss German mother's side & love the heat from my Pop's Croatian side (you will understand this association if you've ever seen photos of the Dalmatian coast)*grin*.

The truth of the matter is that my mom's from Saskatoon, SK & my Pop is from Timmins, ON; I come by a love of hot summers & cold winters from good solid Canadian stock.

But then a couple days later I was reminded of how we Canadians love to explore our histories when my mom took me to the U of A's "Festival of Ideas". It was a lovely evening with renowned Canadian author Michael Ondaatje (& hosted by Marina Endicott). It has been a long time since I read one of his novels but I was so impressed with his readings & the engaging discussion that followed I'm keen to pick one up again. I'm always surprised when someone who has been so successful Internationally remains grounded, humble and downright enjoyable. I love finding inspiration in unexpected places.

My new earrings

2011-11-15T06:16:00.005+02:00

I recently invested in new glasses (people have been hearing about this for years- I know...& I finally bought them). It's been a love-hate experience because the vision is amazing, but the comfort of the glasses has been trying. I think I'm finally satisfied with the below (only I was trying to show how they're blue on the inside & they look cool but you can't tell in this shot). There's a little bling on the arms as well but I didn't want to post the brand name all over the world (I know, lame- I wear them everyday).

Also featured in the photos are my new earrings (the inspiration for this post). I went shopping with my mom to Ten Thousand Villages- one of our favourite shops. She picked out some cards for herself & a pair of earrings for her sister. I picked up my usual tea and a cute pair of earrings. By the time I got home I decided I really loved the earrings that my mom had bought for her sister & told her they would match a recently purchased blouse just perfectly. Of course Mom handed them over & I am proudly wearing them above. (Allan, if you tell you mom I'll be disappointed but I really had to have them)*grin*. I do realize that I'm terribly spoiled but the worst case is that I have to go back to the shop & replace my Aunt's pair- right?

Other:

Here's a photo Alvin recently uploaded from our NY trip- I love it- it's so hokey.

Alvin's sister recently sent a photo of her beautiful baby Jasmine & our niece "baby Mutale" who's looking so grown up (we left Lusaka when she was about 8 months old, now she looks like such a little lady) - I couldn't resist posting because I miss them & think they're just the sweetest.

Snow Fever

2011-11-12T18:34:00.003+02:00

Our first snowfall & I can't really explain why I'm so excited. I couldn't resist putting off the housework to take a couple snaps after the first snow. Everything looks so clean & fresh. As soon as I got back to the house I called Tom to talk about how soon we could skate...apparently they don't flood & open the outdoor rinks until December 15th. And there's certainly not enough snow for tobogganing or cross-country skiing...yet. Until then I'll enjoy what we've got - doesn't it look beautiful?

Zambia's Independence Day

2011-10-28T14:34:00.004+02:00

I was so excited on Monday (24th October) to celebrate Zambia's Independence holiday. Unfortunately it's been a crazy week & I haven't been able to post anything. When in Zambia I always celebrated Canada Day in one way or another- now that we're here I felt a Zambian meal was the least I could do. Pictured below is the 'chitenge' (aka sarong) I wrapped round my waist to serve as an apron (it was a gift from my good friend so I was able to reminisce and cook in a very happy mood...which also makes the food taste better, no?). Also see below steak, nshima, 'soup', and stewed kale- yum yum. And of course the salt- anyone who's experienced eating in Zambia knows that salt if never far from reach. I even splurged on Amarula- can't go wrong with that.

On an unrelated note, a short blurb about my morning commute yesterday (I'm not sure I can even call it a commute...work is only 5 kms from my home); I noticed a white mini van zoom around me on the corner where we're advised to drive at 30 kilometres per hour. We met at the red light & said mini van was off to the races as soon as the light changed green. I couldn't help but laugh when the van veered off the road to line up at the Tim Horton's. Honestly, that is one Canadian cultural activity that I just can't understand- really, line up every morning for a double double? I'd rather be sleeping. Perhaps you have to be a coffee drinker to get it?

Whirlwind Seattle Trip

2011-10-19T03:58:00.002+02:00

At my cousin Caroline's wedding she mentioned that the day was so perfect she felt it was a fairy tale- and I have to agree. As you'll see in the following photos it was a beautiful wedding, and I sincerely wish the bride & groom the classic "happily ever after".

Disarm Them with your Smiles

2011-10-12T03:46:00.004+02:00

There has been some negative energy around the office. For the most part I have no problems staying positive and enjoying the challenges that all teams bring. But over coffee I happened to mention to a new colleague that I was struggling to stay positive with all the complaining. His response was something along the lines of 'work is work. Just disarm them with your smiles'; it has become my motto when negativity comes to breathe down my neck. And it seems to be working; I feel like I've been successfully deflecting negativity.

On another note...Thanksgiving.

With the folks out of town & Tom hosting the in-laws Alvin & I were on our own for Thanksgiving. I spontaneously decided that I should do a turkey dinner that would've made Gran proud. What better time to roast your 1st turkey than when you're not hosting anyone? Unfortunately, things didn't turn out quite like I'd hoped. My gravy was not a rich deep brown- boo. My bubbat (Mennonite-style raisin bread) did not raise nicely - I believe I had too little batter for the pan. I chopped up the turkey like Gran used to do & at least that turned out lovely. I tried my first ever stove top stuffing & I'll confess that I enjoyed every bite! I rounded out the not-so-colourful meal with a scrumptious glass of Amarula. I really do have so much to be thankful for...especially as we're packing our bags for a weekend in Seattle. We're looking forward to being together with the whole family for cousin Fitzy's wedding! More from Seattle.

Harvest 2011

2011-10-01T21:15:00.004+02:00

Thursday morning I found an email from a group that had received funding from the offices I worked in (in another life) about three years ago. Attached was a report indicating the successes and failures they had seen over the three years as well as recommendations for moving forward. I was so excited to read the email, to reminisce about the small towns I had visited in Zambia's Eastern province to see how the funding dollars were being managed. I got a little caught up & realized that if I didn't get a move on I'd miss my bus. I still felt it a beautiful way to start my morning- despite setting off for work with the usual primping & fussing (OK, I didn't have time to straighten or blow dry my hair so up it went into a ponytail- minor, right?)

Reflecting on a life I loved very much in Zambia has not let me forget just how much I am enjoying this harvest season. On Monday Mom, Pop & I had our first foray into pie-making (from the folks' homegrown apples) without our matriarch. Of course we missed my dear old Gran, but it was wonderful to be remembering her advice from last year. Here we are hard at work. We're all looking forward to comparing the pastry...we certainly don't have hopes that it will be just like Gran's- but maybe close?!*fingers crossed*

Looks pretty good to me

Last weekend Tom, Dev, Jason & I spent the day out at Alaina & Marc's farm; I've been meaning to call her all week to tell her how much fun I had. I'm sure the photos will highlight my excitement about being out there chopping wood*grin*.

The Waiting is Over

2011-09-23T02:55:00.005+02:00

...and it's official- Zambia has a new President. Alvin & I have been closely watching news stations & chatting with friends back in Lusaka to find out how things were progressing after elections held on Tuesday. Today it was announced that Michael Sata will takeover. Being away from 'home' I have no opinion on whether or not this is a good thing; but there is a part of me that is so proud that the current President is standing down. Many African nations have been criticized for being democratic only in theory- I'm smiling that Zambian voters have been heard in the announcement of a new President. I will certainly be keeping a close eye on developments and security as change is not always smooth; but for now I'll imagine the energy that we are hearing about- thousands of Zambians celebrating in the streets. I'm smiling to see the familiar streets in my mind; hope-filled people along Chilimbulu road & Independence avenue.

Other news:
I've been savouring a gorgeous Fall. Here are some shots of me & Al out for an afternoon stroll.

Tom turned another year older...

And I can't believe I got my first canna lily flower in September. Now there are three blooms on this one plant. It's a remarkable Fall!

Travel by Air

2011-09-11T16:27:00.003+02:00

Here are some thoughts I jotted down on September 1st. Odd that I should be posting on Sept.11 of all days...perhaps the cause of the many restrictions we now face when readying ourselves for air travel.

As I was packing for the NYC trip (squish one pair heels, 2 x sundresses, jeans, shawl for cool evening) into one small carry-on bag. Ensure all fluids do not exceed 100mL - pack in clear plastic bag that's easily accessible for all the security gates, easy to slip-on/slip-off shoes. Dump out purse to double check that nothing sharp (like nail clippers) got stuck into a compartment, or that I do not have a tube of hand lotion that may be a little too large- all I could think was: rules rules rules.

I began to miss traveling in Southern Africa. I miss how packing didn't have to involve minimizing. Giant purses, big ol' suitcase, minimum one plastic carrier bag full of food and drinks. Any bus or train would have at least one chicken, if not- there would be a goat. The worst though, would be the giant feed bags shoved under seats- but stacked so deep your feet end up on them as footrests; naturally your knees would come up to your ears while digging into the vinyl seat in front of you (think sweat).

And of course the bus/train schedules are merely suggestions- when the bus is full it starts rolling. The train will break down at some point, so even if it did leave on time chances are it would not reach it's destination on time.

But, the clothes are rolled tight. Snacks on hand. Mini soaps packaged in clear plastic. A long sweaty dusty ride to an exotic-sounding African town isn't in the cards right now (Harare, Maputo, Dar es Salaam). A stuffy red-eye to an iconic city is exhilarating in a different way. NYC here we come!

The New York Trip

2011-09-08T04:32:00.003+02:00

For my faithful readers (I know there are a few)- here are the photos from our trip out to meet Alvin's family in Connecticut. There are several tales that I hope to post when the weather is not quite so gorgeous...
Until then here are a few shots of our fabulous weekend away.

If I could belt it out like Alicia...

2011-08-31T03:55:00.002+02:00

This is what I'd be hollering:

This tune will be my anthem this weekend. Alvin & I are off for a long weekend in New York to visit Alvin's family & see the Big Apple. I can't wait to post photos of our adventures...starting from taking the red-eye Friday morning- *eek*.
Until then I'm humming along to New York- dah dah dah dah dah daaahhhhhh.

Self Professed Writers

2011-08-25T03:53:00.003+02:00

It's the oddest thing: of late, I have met several people who tell me that they are writers. They write all the time. They develop special bonds with people because they have writing in common. And I never know how to react. They make writing sound so romantic & lofty. How does one respond to that? These are some thoughts that run through my head during that awkward silence after one informs me of his/ her writing prowess:

a) Are you published? (That sounds so pretentious)
b) What do you write? (Really, I'm curious- poetry? Stories? Research papers?)
c) How do you do it? (At the computer or old school with pen & paper? Maybe you have a coil bound notebook that you carry everywhere with you?)
d) Where do you find your inspiration?

I am a self-professed reader. I'll read anything (once anyway). One of my secret dream jobs is to proof-read for people- or for a big publishing company- because I hate picking up a book (or reading an article on-line) that has spelling or grammatical errors (but please excuse the errors you find throughout this blog- I know they're there)! But mostly I'd like to proof-read because my desire to read is insatiable. I have been dually inspired to post something about writing up here because, funny enough, I've just picked up a book about writing (Aunt Julia & the Scriptwriter, a required read from way back in high school by Mario Vargas Llosa). Maybe I don't call myself a writer because as I re-read this message I realize I've got no 'close'- all of these coincidences about writing have led me nowhere. Except inspired to post a blog about writing nothing. And to enjoy a quiet evening filling the lines on a page of loose leaf with news to an old friend that will have to get mailed the old fashioned way.

39 Years

2011-08-22T14:22:00.004+02:00

We decided to host my folks to celebrate their 39th wedding anniversary. I was humming & hawing about what to make for such a celebration. Alvin suggested a smorgasbord...& what a smorgasbord is was*smile*

The centre piece of the meal was Thai Salad Rolls- inspired from a colleague's recipe & the question: why not try something new after 39 years? Congrats Mom & Pop - 39 years is no small feat!

Even more fun than all the eating was the match of cribbage post-feast. It has been years since I've played crib & knew that I wouldn't be able to remember all the rules to teach Alvin- I can't wait to play again.

Tom's Harvest

2011-08-15T19:57:00.003+02:00

Tom & Dev have a lovely garden. The other day Tom took a quick photo of (one of his many) harvests.

I thought about trying to show him up but with a balcony & no garden patch that's virtually impossible. I'm going for size here, not quantity- check out this monster; I am quite proud of my first pot-grown fruit of the season*grin*. And it was quite delicious in the tomato sauce I made last night.

Cherry Platz

2011-08-10T04:46:00.004+02:00

The other weekend Pop & I picked cherries from Tom's backyard. We pitted, packaged & planned how we would use them. Alvin complained that they're too sour for muffins (for him maybe- I love them); but still, I considered other ways for enjoying these sour cherries. I looked through some of mom's Mennonite cookbooks looking for a platz recipe- that's what I decided I wanted. Gran used to make fruit platz (pronounced plautz) with an almost sugar-cookie bottom, fruit filling, and a sweet brown sugar topping. None of the platz recipes I could find were exactly what I was looking for. Undeterred, I baked without a recipe. A little daunting at first, but it turned out just as I had hoped so now I feel a bit like a seasoned baker- or like a Granny - to heck with measurements! I brought some over to the folks & after some of mom's input I would change the topping up a bit next time. But doesn't it look scrumptious?

When I was uploading my platz pictures I found some shots from one of my fave Edmonton festivals- Heritage Days. It was great to have Candra back too because her family always gets us free goodies from the Caribbean tent*grin*- gotta love Jamaican beef patties.

To Each His/Her Own

2011-08-08T02:01:00.002+02:00

I rarely write about when I don't reach a goal, or when I cheat on my morning runs. I feel like it's time to come clean. The other morning when I set off for my 5:15 a.m. run it was pretty darn chilly. It was also not sunny and bright. Out came the fleece vest and thoughts of a looming Fall. Drat, I will have to come up with another exercise program because in the coming months morning runs will not be so enjoyable. The very next morning when the alarm clock went off I rolled over & stayed under the warm duvet.

But it turned out to be a gorgeous Friday and I made up for it in the afternoon when I went for a glorious run in the full afternoon sun. I chose a route down by the river (feel free to cue Neil Young- it is Folk Fest weekend in Edmonton) where the blue sky contrasted against the glistening green leaves. The river is so full from all the rain - it felt positively lush.

As I trundled along - enjoying the colours, the red-winged blackbird atop the highest branch, and the robin who's lunch I interrupted (he flew off into the bushes and left a writhing worm) - I noticed an older man out enjoying the trails as well. He had his book open in front of him as he walked along the trail. At first I judged- seriously? You need to read a book out on this glorious afternoon? And then I thought- if that's what it takes to get him out, or if that's how he enjoys his strolls- so be it. I will enjoy the colours, the birds, and the exercise in my own way...he can enjoy it in his.

Cheating on my early morning Friday run turned out to be a great thing- my weekend surely started out on a bright note.

My Internal Smile

2011-07-29T03:35:00.003+02:00

The other morning when I set off for my bike ride I was met by the most perfect full rainbow. Set against a dark sky and all. Drat, I thought, if only I had my camera I could share this moment with my few faithful readers. But as I pedaled faster, in search of the mythical pot of gold, I realized that's why I get out first thing: so I have this solitude to savour such beautiful gifts. I've started making a habit of referring to these sweet solo moments as my "internal smiles"; I carry them with me throughout the day so that when something doesn't go my way I can return to that private moment and smile.

On a completely unrelated note, I came across a beautiful piece of writing the other day and I suppose it made me consider how I remember my life in Lusaka. I don't usually post excerpts up here but I thought it such a poignant description of memories:

In real life, I reflected, you warmed yourself on cold winter days in a foreign land by pulling out a rag-bag collection of those memories. You wondered which ones to keep and which to throw away, paused over a fragment here, smiled at a scrap. You reached out to grasp people you knew and came up with a handful of air, for they were only chimeras, spun out of your own imagination. You tried to pin down a picture, thought that you had it exactly the way it smelled and looked so many years ago, and then you noticed, out of the corner of your eye, a person who had not been there before, a slight movement where there should have been the stillness of empty canvas. (Anita Rau Badami, "Tamarind Mem")

I'm off now for a quick bike ride before the next downpour (hopefully)*grin*

Going to the Place I Need to Go

2011-07-27T15:08:00.005+02:00

My Pop's God-mother & her husband (my Uncle Nick) were in town for a couple of days. I love this couple; and if I've ever met a story-teller it would be my Uncle Nick. Born in Croatia, he grew up in Northern Ontario mining towns. He spent 41 years underground working in those mines. Despite all these years in Canada he still weaves amazing stories of 'the old country'. (I learned the other night that these stories need not be fueled by home brewed red wine...though they seem a bit warmer after a glass or two).
His story that made me smile so recently has to do with the things people first learn in a new language. Out came the story of Uncle John not knowing the word for toilet on one of his many trips to Croatia. Uncle Nick provides a translation of how villagers refer to visiting the bathroom/washroom/toilet: "I'm going to the place I need to go". I love it- isn't that the perfect conversation stopper.
Brilliant.

Then...& Now

2011-07-21T03:18:00.006+02:00

I don't think any of us predicted that after this camping trip:

Mount Robson, August 2004- it would be 7 years until the five of us were together again.

But there you have it. Seven years: after each of us has had many an adventure (travels around the world, degrees under belts, break-ups, marriages, family births & deaths) here we are- all five of us back together again for a long weekend in Yoho National Park.

It was amazing to re-connect, to see just how little each of us had changed, but to share in the many experiences we've each had that have helped us mature. What am I talking about? We hiked, ate, laughed, drank, hit the hot springs...& acted as if no time had elapsed since our last visit.

Here is a slide show for your viewing pleasure. Otherwise I'm basking in thankfulness for having such a tight knit group of friends from way back in the day.

If you don't like the weather, wait 5 minutes

2011-07-11T04:58:00.005+02:00

Oh the joys of an Edmonton summer. The weather on Thursday was glorious before the thunder storm rolled in- 27 degrees. Friday we were down to 11 with rain forecast for the whole weekend. Alvin came up with the lemonade this weekend though- rather than complaining about all the rain he gathered the troops & we hit the ice. That's right, who knew skating in July would be so much fun.

Alvin's second time on skates & he's already starting to look comfortable. Here are the boys warming up.

Al & Devo:

Let's get back at it...

I realized when uploading these photos that I never even mentioned Canada Day long weekend. Oops- we celebrated Jason's birthday one night

I couldn't resist posting this photo of Ma because it is rare to see her with two drinks...

and Canada day the next

Not enough hours in the day

2011-06-29T00:59:00.005+02:00

I've been struggling to post for a number of reasons.

1. Lack of inspiring stories (sorry). I do have a couple epic camping trips coming up so inspiration should be round the corner
2. Desire to avoid computer at all costs while not working- when I get home from work I try to enjoy a few moments on my balcony...I would rather enjoy that beautiful Vitamin D while I can & leave off the blog
3. I can't think of any more reasons right now.
But what it leaves me with is some photos from my balcony taken a couple weeks ago...which I can compare with much more recent photos!
The first bloom on my fave portulacas

Portulaca now*grin*

Tomato in bloom

Tomato now...with some awkward-looking fruits

Finally, on a rainy day Alvin & I happened to discover a shoe organizer (not sure if I've ever mentioned we live in a small one-bedroom apartment...with little storage space). And apparently Alvin & I really love shoes- how sweet is this organizer! I'm so chuffed with this find.

Tall Tales of a Fisherwoman

2011-06-11T01:10:00.004+02:00

Ok, none of you are going to believe this but I spotted a coyote this morning on my run. I do not want to gain the reputation of telling tales like fishermen...I may have to start carrying my camera with me because it is rather unbelievable- oh the wilds of suburban Northern Alberta.

I did bring my camera to shoot a couple photos of the beautiful Alberta wild roses that are in bloom.

Al & I were out enjoying the balcony as well- I'm enjoying every moment of sunshine.

Fox sighting

2011-06-07T14:44:00.002+02:00

I've started running (or cycling) in the mornings again- it has been so wonderful. Yesterday I saw a fox on the street- I couldn't believe it! Alvin chides that it must have been a dog -but he was home having his breakfast so what does he know? Plus I was wearing my brand spanking new contact lenses so I could see for miles*grin*. I forgot how much I loved having these small morning adventures.
We also bought a car- weeeeeeeee! I can't wait to have all the paperwork in order so we can cruise in our new (1998) Toyota Rav4.

Looks like Summer

2011-05-30T17:45:00.006+02:00

It doesn't feel like summer on these cool mornings...but it sure looks like summer's here.

I harvested my first rhubarb from Ma's garden & made the most scrumptious cake- I'm inspired to continue with the homemade hand-picked goods throughout the summer & harvest seasons.

And this is my beautiful balcony. Right now my flower pots are lined up to soak up the most sun, I'm not sure how I'll arrange them for aesthetics. It is lovely to be out there sipping on my tea (so long as my neighbour is not out there warming up his stupid motorbike for ever)*nasty smile*

I've got two habanero peppers in the first pot, a tomato in the middle, and some lavender in the pot against the wall. (and creeping jenny & a pansy)

Mint, nasturtium, and cilantro (my mini herb garden)

Here I've surrounded one of Pop's canna lilies (I know...doesn't look so good at the moment) with celosia- such a stiking flower and some portulaca (another one of my faves).

Nothing Like a Weekend in the Mountains

2011-05-18T02:46:00.007+02:00

Here are some photos from my amazing Canmore weekend with my Mom.

A Beautiful Way to Start my Day

2011-05-14T15:13:00.002+02:00

My short walk from home to the bus depot is so enjoyable these spring mornings that I had to share- I have tried to capture the cacophony of birdsong I hear each day (and how fun is it to say 'cacophony'). Let me know if all those birds bring a smile to your face too*smile*

House-cleaning Hits

2011-05-05T03:49:00.002+02:00

This is my call out- I need some help. I know many of us like to blast choice tunes while cleaning the house...this has been my hot tune of late:

Nothin' like going a little old school*grin*. Please send me your fave cleaning-rock-out-tunes so I can really rip it up on my next go round*grin*.

Oh how I savour the small things.

Apart from that I've been avoiding the blog for many reasons. I've gotten caught up in:

- the beautiful weather (spending lots of time out & about & not on the computer)*smile*
- catching up with Emily- Alvin & I met up with an Ontario-born-gal we know from Zambia. These smart folks attend conferences all over the world & connect with friends in their home towns. It was great to see her after our last visit in Toronto two years ago (time flies)!
- I'm hooked on the NBA play-offs (I've even placed bets with colleagues for a free lunch- oooh, the world of betting)
- there were the Canadian National elections with all it's surprises. I'm glad I got out to vote even if I'm not thrilled with the results.
- There have been a couple of minor world events that I've been swept up in: A royal wedding. The murder of bin Laden. We shall see what changes spiral out of all of these events (including the new Canadian Conservative majority government)...I'm half holding my breath for bad news but I'm not the best 'worrier' so I'll leave the cataclysmic predictions to others while I hope for the best.

In my Corner

2011-04-23T19:53:00.003+02:00

For several weeks I've been humming and hawing over how to post about my dear friend Alaina. Today- her 30th birthday- I shall put off the procrastinating & settle on something.

Alaina is that friend. The one who loves me unconditionally and never hesitates to say so. I realized it the first time when she introduced me to her boyfriend. I was excited to meet Marc on one visit home from Zambia. "This is my perfect friend Sarah". I laughed it off- remarking on how perfectly average I am.

In the past year, now living on the same Continent we've seen a little more of each other than in the past several years, Alaina has complimented me in various ways. The overall feeling she gives me is that I'm perfect just the way I am. Sometimes I want to throw my head back and laugh. Over the years we've had so many 'non-perfect' moments; sharing swears to shame truckers, falling off horses, moaning of financial woes, hangovers, health concerns or heart breaks. Through all the growing pains and now those worrisome thoughts about hitting the big 3-0 I can honestly say that I'm a better person just knowing she's in my corner. It's a special feeling to have someone who is not family or husband support me so unconditionally (& fiercely). I felt the best birthday gift for such a dear friend would involve trying to express my gratitude- I'm not sure how I did but in any case- happy birthday Lain!

And just because I know this will make her cringe- check out my first ever completed knitting project -weeeeeeeee!

The Canada Goose

2011-04-22T20:42:00.002+02:00

I know the average Canadian hates these beasts...but as I've started my road runs I keep seeing a couple of them in the strangest places. The following geese were viewed in a ditch outside my condo, enjoying the shoots in the shallow puddle. I've also spotted them squawking out on the soccer pitches. Always two. And each time I see them (or hear them) I smile. I can't help it. Must be springtime in Alberta or something.

Blink & you could miss it

2011-04-15T04:50:00.006+02:00

So goes life back in Alberta.
This is the view from my balcony this afternoon:

This was how Alvin & I spent the previous weekend:

We even enjoyed the year's first slurpees...

Today my post-work jog has been aborted due to the slushy conditions. I can only hope that when I wake up tomorrow it'll be back to sun, blue skies, & dry(ish) roads...

The Big 3-0

2011-04-10T16:57:00.002+02:00

The landmark birthday has passed. So much talk about hitting this year and already, it feels well behind me. I would lie if said I didn't enjoy the thoughtful gifts, cards, emails, phone calls or the fun of spending my 30th with 4 old girlfriends at our first zumba class. But I'm happy all the attention is over (until 40)*ha ha ha*

Before heading out to work the morning of my 30th (knowing that my cubicle would be fully decorated & that I would have to sport a tiara for the day) I took a deep breath & thought- what does this really mean? I took a moment to reflect on my 20's & realized that they were amazing. Many people say that the 30s are the best decade so I thought- if they're going to be better than my 20s I better let my hair down, buckle up, & enjoy the ride.

With Spring here in all it's glory it's pretty hard not to be optimistic at the start of my 30's.

Spring Fever

2011-04-05T14:31:00.002+02:00

Above zero temperatures & melting snowbanks have encouraged me to get out on the road for some running- it feels incredible to be running sans toque, mitts, long johns...*grin*. I even wore shorts for my trot yesterday. Granted, they were super long basketball shorts that are closer to Capri's than shorts...but my calves saw light after how many months of being wrapped up? Ah...wonderful.

Incongruous

2011-03-27T01:54:00.002+02:00

I had some music blasting Friday as I cleaned up the flat. P Diddy's (aka Dirty $...aka etc) latest hit rang through the doorway & the tears started flowing. My dear little prairie Mennonite Granny would certainly not have anything in common with this famous rap star...but the words had me thinking of my Gran who was then in hospital. I was reminded of how over the past few hospital visits there was talk of Gran's sister & daughters "singing her home". I don't know the intentions of the lyrics (I would assume hardly biblical), but that is the tune that will remind me of my Gran's passing.
It was only a few hours later I received the call that Gran had in fact passed away; and my Gran's sister was there earlier in the day signing & praying Gran's way up to the heaven she so fiercely believed in.

I'm thankful that Alvin & I had one year (today) to spend with her- it's crazy to reflect on all the changes over the past year we've spent back in my Motherland.

Neither Here nor There

2011-03-22T04:21:00.006+02:00

I'm typically an absent-minded person, but tonight- it's something else all together. I meant to fold the dry laundry & throw in another load that didn't get done over the weekend, but instead I got sidetracked by the dirty dishes in the sink. While I filled the sink with soapy hot water something led me into the bedroom. I would like to eat my supper but what to prepare? I'd love to finish knitting the scarf I've started, read a chapter in the book that I am thoroughly enjoying, perhaps I could sit down & watch a bit of the Raptors game...I am getting nowhere. And now I've found the dirty dishes soaking in cold water*sigh*.

I could chalk it up to my piecemeal day. I was downtown for a half day of training and back to the regular office for the afternoon. But I know that's not really it.

Things for me have been going so well; I've been excited about:

- the first day of Spring
- Pop's birthday today
- the graduation party friends hosted for me last weekend
- the promise of a nice tax return
- the promotion I was offered & accepted (today I started a full-time permanent position in my new-ish field of human resources)*weeee*

But to make sure that I don't float away to the clouds with happiness there have been a couple happenstances that have kept my feet planted firmly on the ground.

My dear old Gran took a fall & things are not looking good (she's been so up & down in the past few months- it's been awful to watch her suffer...then see her spirit come back with a vengeance & she's home cooking up a storm; but only to receive a phone call a couple days later that she's back in hospital). I'm heartened that my mom is together with her 2 siblings, her hubby & her nephew in Saskatoon to try to figure out what happens next.

We also received heart-breaking news from Zambia. We were informed on Sunday that our dear Uncle Watson has passed away. There is so much to say but nothing feels quite right yet.

March's lion

2011-03-14T22:51:00.003+02:00

It looks like the lion of March is retreating at last. The sun is glorious out my balcony window & it was almost warm enough for my midday jog- oh how incredible it feels to be back running on the road. (I will continue to ride the stationary bike/ run on the treadmill in the gym at work for the rest of the week- but today it was so exciting to hit the road & enjoy the fresh outdoor air)...

I told myself I would take photos this weekend of my "graduation party". But Alvin only took one photo on his phone so if we can get it off I'll post it here. A sincere thanks to Ry & Krysta for co-hosting a party for me. I usually wouldn't flaunt my achievements so loudly but someone once told me that it is worth marking some of the accomplishments that you've been committed to...so seeing that I couldn't afford to be at my real convocation in London, England- Ry & Krysta got a few good friends together & I've been able to feel good about the completion of my Masters- & now on to other challenges*smile*

Of other interest I have acquired a hammock. I happened to mention how I would love to have a hammock one day- honestly, how luxurious is it to be able to recline in the sun with a good book? Gin & tonic within reach... Funny enough the sweet bus driver who takes me & a couple Jamaican ladies to work every morning decided that she would give hers to me. Apparently she never uses it- how hilarious is that? I may not be able to hang it off my balcony (condo rules)- so I may have to ask Tom & Dev for some yard space*giggling*. I love random incidents like that. These are the small things that remind me to be thankful for being just where I am right now. (It's easy to be nostalgic for Zambia with all this snow...)

Thanks for the photo Pop.

Gangsta rap meets red-neck Albertan hillbilly

2011-03-11T06:24:00.002+02:00

I realize that I haven't posted my day-to-day stories like I used to in Lusaka. I'm hoping that this post will inspire me to take the time to reflect & write a little more regularly. A few thoughts that have been on my mind while walking these suburban streets:

1. I was grinning from ear-to-ear the other morning listening to all the birds chattering to each other on my morning walk to catch the bus. Now that the sun is up when I head out I can't help but smile at the busy chirping & fluttering- I think I even heard a woodpecker this morning.

2. Seriously, what's wrong with pet-owners in this city? I have two beefs. The first being that nearly everyday I walk down a trail I meet a dog owner with a dog off-leash. Nine times out of ten the loose dog runs right up to me. Sometimes sniffing, sometimes barking or growling, but always followed up by some awkward owner stating how friendly their snarling dog happens to be. I sigh, thank my lucky stars that the dog is friendly & bite my tongue, tighten my hands into fists so I don't point rudely to the sign that says "Trails are on-leash areas". Secondly, it seems that dog owners have become a bit lazy when it comes to picking up after their dog poops- maybe we need to get some more by-law officers out patrolling during this cold spring. One also can't help but notice how nasty all the yellow stains are on the gorgeous white snow...but cleaning up after pet pee is not a battle I'm likely to win*grin*

3. One day out walking it was all I could do to not burst out laughing. A young man was walking towards me- perhaps 16 or 17 years old...you know that age. It was a cold day & he was sporting his skinny jeans with huge sneakers, a ball-cap with the straight brim (very gangsta), a bandanna tied stylishly around his neck, and a partially zipped red plaid lumberjack coat. The overall impression: a confused white suburban boy in the middle of winter trying to look a little Cali...while clearly having strong Albertan roots*smile*

4. I am officially a graduate! My convocation took place on March 8th; and since I whined one evening that I would miss attending the event in the UK my dear friend Ry offered to host me a party. I shall take photos this weekend- weeeeeeeeeeeee.

"Australia suits me...

2011-03-04T17:56:00.002+02:00

I'm planning a beach work out to prepare for soccer season". That's my friend Clara in a letter she recently sent me from her home in Sydney. It's always wonderful to receive snail mail...but her timing could have been a little more sensitive. This past week, every morning except yesterday was -30 something ridiculous with windchill. I really didn't want to hear about beach workouts.

Being one never to dwell on the negative my grumpy days are behind me & I shall head to the gym to go for a run today...& hope that the temperatures become more reasonable for my outdoor pursuits.

From Saskatoon to Uhuru Peak

2011-02-25T02:13:00.008+02:00

I was going to post about our Family Day weekend trip to Saskatoon to visit my dear old not-so-well Gran. The highlight of the drive was spotting moose on the side of the highway (Alvin's first glimpse of Canada's beautiful- ok absurd-looking - creatures). I've never bothered to ask Dev to send me the photos (they actually had white legs which made them look even stranger).

I was going to develop another post to explain how hilarious my most recent date with Carly was. We decided we enjoyed watching old British crime shows...last week it was Miss Marple. We made it through two episodes & the mystery remained unsolved so we may switch back to the faster paced Inspector Lynley or Inspector Lewis series'. (Yes, we know this is incredibly nerdy).

Since I'm feeling like such an old lady (even my Gran was teasing me), check out my progress on the scarf I'm knitting. Do keep in mind this is my first attempt at knitting- so far, I enjoy it.

And since I know some people are embarrassed for my street cred (Lain) I will close this post with a far less nerdy escapade...My beautiful friend Naomi sent me a CD with photos from when we hiked Kilimanjaro together (in 2004) because I somehow misplaced all my Kili photos. So though these 3 stories do not flow well into a coherent posting...these are the latest ramblings of a snowed in Sarah.

What's more Canadian than...

2011-02-16T04:35:00.004+02:00

A trip to the local curling rink?
Hahahah. That's right. I signed Alvin up for his first taste of curling.

We agreed that we didn't love curling (I think I only had one good shot in 1.5 hours). But Coach Ryan had a lot of patience & Krysta was a good sport- so we did have fun. But if I'm ever to get Alvin to a curling rink again I'm sure it'll be for beer!

Mother Nature's Last Laugh

2011-02-05T19:13:00.002+02:00

Oh Sarah, such a disaster. The forecast was calling for snow Friday evening and temperatures back below zero for the weekend. So what do I think?- perfect time to squeeze in one more road run before it's back to walking. Boy was I wrong.
I officially partook in the most treacherous walk of my life (oh the trials of suburban living)*grin*. I trotted down Grandin road thinking that I'd do a nice loop to stretch my legs & clear my head. About half way down the slope my slow trot turned into a slow walk. I decided sidewalk conditions would get better round the corner as going straight back up would be too treacherous. Boy was I ever wrong again.
I'm giggling at one point nearly at the corner of Levasseur because my feet are spinning like the road runner & there's no forward motion...I couldn't help but laugh because I thought the motorists must be having a laugh at my expense. I tell myself "Surely once I reach Levasseur I'll be fine because I ran it Wednesday & it was pretty much clear".
Let's just say I should have worn skates to tackle Levasseur. The waist-high snowdrifts are no longer waist-high, they've melted onto the sidewalk & then frozen over. Seriously, skates would've been the best way out.
Could it get any worse? At my final final home stretch (by this point I'm a little annoyed because I've nearly fallen a thousand times & progress was so slow my little 30 minute work out turned into over an hour's worth of slow-going trek)...and what am I faced with? Giant puddles that had not frozen over. Sigh. As I climbed up the steps to the apartment (running shoes soaked & toes frozen) I had a good-hearted chuckle with that mother nature- she pulled a fast one on me.

Note to self: contact that mailman brother of yours before setting out for a 'quick jog'.

Wednesday's "Thought for the day"

2011-02-05T19:09:00.005+02:00

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

I don't want to brag or make anyone jealous or anything,
but I can still fit into the earrings I wore in high school.

I had meant to post this on Wednesday as the one thing that made my day. I was glowing after another afternoon road run too...

Enjoying the final hours of my long weekend

2011-02-01T04:07:00.003+02:00

My little apartment is gleaming after a thorough cleaning today. The Raptors are on the TV losing again*giggle*. I'm reading a lovely book recommended by my Pop that has encouraged me to stay inside & enjoy endless cups of tea in these cold temperatures (despite how inviting it looked to be outside today- clear Alberta blue skies & lots of sun). The book is Greg Mortenson's Three Cups of Tea. I've had about three pots of tea today.

My knitting needles are retired not too far away. Dev suggested that I could learn to knit by watching videos on YouTube (she's a very clever sister-in-law). I borrowed the knitting needles & some yarn from Dev a couple of weeks ago & finally took the time to try to figure it out today. What fun! And I wished for a slow-mo function on YouTube...but rewound the video numerous times. I've only learned one basic stitch...& will probably need some assistance to actually create a scarf (or something that basic) but at least I've started!

Running has taken the backseat over the weekend as the temperatures are down to the minus 30's- yipe. I'm hoping that temperatures above zero predicted for later in the week will let me get out again to enjoy the roads.

I guess it's back to work tomorrow morning...I better enjoy the last few hours with my feet up & a - guess what- cup of tea*grin*

More Snow-filled adventures

2011-01-26T06:39:00.004+02:00

Can't get enough of the outdoor activities with warm temperatures & heaps of snow...
Jennifer, Krysta & I had a stellar hour on the skis out at Poundmaker on a gorgeous day. I'm already looking forward to the next outing...we convinced Alvin to come*grin*!

Alvin & I also celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary. Thanks to all for the cards, emails, phone calls etc. We had a lovely weekend together & I'm still smiling in appreciation.

One for Francis (Rumi) Mwelwa

2011-01-22T05:03:00.003+02:00

My former running partner sent me an email this week (former because he's still in Lusaka & I'm here). It was a lovely email; reminiscing about our time on the road- the stairs, the Olympic 10 km fun runs, and our epic half-marathon...

With the warm temperatures (hovering around zero degrees) I could wait no longer. I did something I thought I would never do- I ran in the snow. (Right about now my Pop is shaking his head in disbelief- I have been known to call people crazy who choose to run in these conditions). However, with the email from Rumi (best running partner ever) & after speaking to a couple of friends about the best ways to keep warm- I set off. I was so excited about this event that I carried my camera with me to show Rumi my new running conditions.
Here I am all geared up to hit the road

I stayed on cleared sidewalks for most of my run- but check how high the snow is- it's just crazy.

My homestretch was pretty rough though...

I have to say my first ever "snow" run felt incredible. My ankles felt liberated outside of their warm winter boots, I felt my leg muscles welcoming me back. My heart & lungs protested a bit on the steepest part of my incline homeward- but I kept it short & light. Today I'm less enamoured as I set out in temperatures a bit colder & one wrong turn took me into thigh deep snow*sigh*. But I trudged through with Rumi's words ringing in my ears: "Mwana, you're strong". And I do feel strong taking the time to be that little bit healthier. (I'm sure the longer days & significantly warmer temperatures have a little something to do with raising the spirits too)*grin*

Enjoying the thaw

2011-01-19T05:18:00.003+02:00

Dear friend Carly humoured me & Alvin this weekend. What? Go to the ice sculptures show when the temperatures are near minus 30 degrees Celsius? Talk about embracing life in the Great White North.

The event was quite beautiful despite the biting cold. Please forgive the photos tinged blue- a new camera is on the 2011 'must-buy' list. (I still believe something got melted with the colour balance...now it's freezing & not getting any better)*sigh*.

In true Sarah fashion- the slides were the highlight- you can really pick up a lot of speed on that ice! (Car got suckered in to doing that slide with both me & Alvin...like I said, she's a dear friend)*grin*

Annual update- good reads

2011-01-11T03:08:00.003+02:00

I've been putting this post off because I've only been reading smut recently*grin*. I didn't read quite as many books as last year (last year I was at about 1 book/ week- this year grand total 44). Being competitive at heart I was disappointed at first...I even went to the "quick reads" section at the library- but nothing doing. I'll probably top 52 reads this year (at least at the rate I've started)*smile*.

Right, so the recommends. I have to say I read a lot of trash in 2011. I adore the Harry Potter books which I read all at the same time over last Christmas/ New Year's. A few other recommends include:

- A sad but heart-breaking-ly beautiful book was Stephen Galloway's The Cellist of Sarajevo
- The Highest Tide was a delight to read. Jim Lynch did an amazing job of reminding me that there are so many things we should cherish in everyday life- oh the wonders of nature.
- I loved Colum McCann's Let the Great World Spin...but I don't really know how to describe it in a couple of lines because various stories are intertwined into one crazy event.
- The Help by Kathryn Stockett- a lovely tale of what I imagine life would have been like in the Southern USA

Thanks to many of you who wrote me your recommends; now that I have access to a library (& lots of time that used to be spent studying) I hope to check many off my "Never-ending must-read book list"*grin*. Send some ideas my way- I love books.

Canadians are Crazy

2011-01-05T04:50:00.003+02:00

I can say that because I'm Canadian.

But how crazy is this: fireworks at 830p.m. on December 31st in St. Albert, AB? Temperature was minus 17 degrees Celsius. The event is scheduled earlier in the evening (as opposed to the Witching Hour) to be 'family friendly': so the little tykes can enjoy. Enjoy. You've got to be kidding me.

But what's that cliche: If you can't beat 'em, join 'em?
I just about fell over when my dear sister-in-law suggested watching the fireworks on New Year's Eve & then tobogganing (all activities would of course be occurring out-of-doors. In very cold weather). And there I go buying the "bright-green-luge-esque" sled for $9.99 at Superstore to prepare for the evening. I had so much fun that I'm beginning to think tobogganing for adults should only ever take place in the evenings. Ha ha ha.

It feels good to be settling back into my roots*grin*

PS. Christmas was great- this last photo is of Tom & Al on Boxing Day. It was so great to celebrate Christmas with my dear old Gran, folks, bro & Devo, as well as my Uncle & cousins who came up from Seattle (I even got to meet Fitzy's finance- Yay)! Alvin & I really did enjoy our first White Christmas together.

Weekend in Reverse

2010-12-21T06:33:00.005+02:00

To heck with chronology...here's my weekend excitement from most to least recent*grin*

1. We hit the slopes this weekend (okay, today)- what fun! I don't remember the last time I went tobogganing...& it was certainly Al's first time. I'm so thrilled that Alvin enjoyed himself because now I'm planning on working off the Christmas turkey sledding any chance we get- weeeeeee.

2. I didn't take out my camera at my folks place on Sunday- but it was so great visiting with Canj (in town from VanCity), Car (before she hits Mexico), & Belle's parents.

3. Two parties in one night- Anna & Dan hosted a lovely wine & cheese & then off to Tom & Dev's for their get together. At least we've got a couple of "pre-party" photos. (We were actually taking photos in front of the mounded snow to send to Al's family back in Zambia- there's not that much snow but when they cleared the condo parking lot we thought we could exaggerate a bit)*grin*

4. My light-hearted weekend began Friday afternoon with these words:

Leadership and Human Resource Management Pass

Organizational Change Pass

Life Career Development Pass

Work and Well-being Pass

Which means (unofficially) I'm done school! I've cleared my exams & should be the proud recipient of an MSc in Human Resource Management as soon as the official results arrive. I couldn't be more thrilled & will certainly not boast of this achievement every chance I get- but I do have to mention it as when I saw the four "passes" my heart beat faster & I danced around my little apartment. Three years of work celebrated in so many ways this weekend- I think I'll pour myself a glass of Amarula*grin*. More seriously (Amarula in hand)- there are so many people to thank for their support- maybe once it’s truly sunk in I’ll be more philosophical- for now I’m celebrating!

Solo fun

2010-12-16T03:47:00.003+02:00

Alvin has landed himself a part-time job so I find myself with lots of time on my hands in the evenings. So far I'm enjoying it (I'm not sure how long it will last)*grin*
Any of you who know me well can rest assured that I'm still keeping myself busy. I have taken a bit of time for reflection though. I was thinking about what I've been loving about being back for a white Christmas; there are two things I've tried to capture.
1. Every time I step out of doors I smile at the cool air on my cheeks. Knowing that I won't be able to describe the exact feeling I thought I'd take a video & see if the chill paints itself on as I imagine.

2. The sound of snow crunching underfoot- there's nothing like that sound. I love it- I'm like a child.

Let me know what you think*wide smile*

My boots

2010-12-06T02:44:00.004+02:00

I dug out some hiking boots the other day to walk in the cold-but-not-too-snowy streets. These are the boots that took me to the top of Mount Kilimanjaro. (I have been madly searching for a photo of me at Uhuru peak & I can't find any) BOOO

The boots also accompanied me on the girls trip to end all road trips at Mount Robson. I say it ended all road trips because the 5 of us haven't been together since that epic trip in August 2004. I am also failing to locate one of these photos*sigh*

I smiled in my hiking boots on the way down to the library reminiscing about the journeys they have led me through, and the people who supported me on those hikes. I confess that I'm giddy thinking about where else these boots might take me; but I'll also confess how content I am to remove them, fold myself up on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate (or a glass of red wine) & a good book. Funny how exotic Uhuru peak sounds compared to tromping through suburban Alberta streets...but that's part of the smile- who would ever guess where these boots have been?

What a December 1st

2010-12-04T06:40:00.006+02:00

December First is always a big day for me as I pull out the Christmas decorations & get myself into the Christmas spirit. This December 1st was more exceptional than usual.

1. I got to set up two trees

Tom & Dev were called in alongside me & Al to help Ma put up her tree (I don't know anyone who won't work for pizza)*grin*

I also set up my new tree- Tom & Dev passed down their 'apartment' tree for a full-sized one & this is how she looks at the moment. Yippeee- a beautiful little tree with lights.

2. Work hosted a hockey game fundraiser & check out who opened the game with the National anthem! Anyone who grew up watching the Edmonton Oilers should recognize this man. (The first video I took was shaky because I was so excited...so it starts from here). Love it.

3. I am so excited about the muffins I've made (I know lame) BUT- they are made with the frozen cherries & Saskatoon berries that I helped harvest in the summer. It doesn't get much more delicious than this*smile*

The first real freeze

2010-11-25T15:26:00.005+02:00

Here are a couple photos of the first real cold weather we've dealt with.

This is the little pond behind our condo- it's so cute.

Here's Alvin on a cold day at school

The path en route to the bus stop- so pretty

I had a busy day baking/ cooking with Pop over the long weekend...cinnamon buns & perogies- fun fun.

Shorts, quick-dry t-shirt, shades, & flip flops

2010-11-22T21:34:00.003+02:00

I laughed as I prepared myself to leave the house last week.

Shimmy into tights- the thick ones meant for winter wear. Trousers. Undershirt, sweater scarf. Boots, winter coat, mittens, 2nd scarf, toque &/or ear muffs. What did I forget today? I think I've got it covered. Deep breath & a pause before opening the door. The blast of cold air sends tears down my cheeks, nose hairs burning & as I quick step down the stairs- a brief coughing fit because my lungs don't know where the hot hot heat has gone. 2 minutes into my walk I cannot see though my glasses because they are completely fogged over. I hustle to the bus depot blind- tripping on hidden curbs & ice patches that have been covered over by a layer of snow dust.

I settle in for my short bus ride and remember what I've forgotten- Kleenex. Drat. My nose is pouring with the bus heat turned up to full blast. I think for a minute how I would prefer to dash out of the house in my shorts, ball cap & patapatas. Toes sweating & covered in dust rather than numb inside my boots. But today I've bought a pair of proper winter boots & have decided that since I'm here for the long haul & winter doesn't seem to be going anywhere- I might as well make the most of it. I plan to bundle up & get over this cold already. The forecast is also calling for temperatures above freezing by the end of the week- wooty!

I plum forgot

2010-11-18T02:24:00.002+02:00

Hard to believe that a few years away can make one completely forget the joys of living in a deep freeze. I remembered- on Tuesday morning- just how awful it is to rip oneself from the warm bed when there's snow on the ground outside. Welcome to winter Sarah & Alvin. Oy oy.

November stories

2010-11-11T20:24:00.003+02:00

Hard to believe Guy Fawkes night has passed & we're on to Remembrance Day already...I've been meaning to post a couple of November stories that have had me and Alvin laughing.

Friday's dress- I was thinking of a former colleague who shared a love for "Friday's dresses" with me. For those of you unfamiliar with the term it is the dress that one slips on when all other clothes are dirty, un-ironed, or missing a matching piece (this can take place any day of the week...not just Friday's). It's the article of clothing that takes no forethought- there's no worrying about matching shoes or accessories because it's a standard slip-on outfit...and how I miss those summer dresses. Each day I wake up & think "trousers again-bah". I laugh as I realize I'm mourning the simpleness of dress in Lusaka- open toed heels, flowy fabrics & scarves on days with a breeze. hmmmm. It's currenly -6 degrees Celsius *Muhahaha*

Stinky feet- A confession- I'm having a problem with terribly stinky feet. I suspect it's a combination of having to wear closed shoes all the time and nylons. Any recommendations- no amount of baby powder has helped thus far? I long for pata-patas/ flip flops*pouty face*

Of all things to miss in Zambia...I'm missing NASDEC- Alvin & I trotted off for a Friday night day to catch the UofA basketball teams home-openers. En route Al mentioned how he hoped the fans would be more supportive of the home team than his experience at NAIT (where apparently there is not too much 'hurrah-ing' for the Ooks- could it be the name?) He said he wanted to head into a gym where we'd get that 'NASDEC' feel. I laughed. For those of you who visited us in Lusaka you undoubtedly were forced to visit the home of the Zambia basketball association. I spent many an hour playing, coaching & watching basketball there. The facility is basic (we're talking no air-con, ancient wooden bleachers, floorboards that have holes here & there, chalk scoreboards to back up the electric system which inevitably will not work during the rainy season- you get the picture)- but the experience. There's nothing really like it. Friends all around - sober or drinking- stand up & celebrate any basketball play that they enjoyed (in a women's or men's game- neck-in-neck or blow-out- it doesn't matter), or heckle the ref for a bad call, or if a hot club tune plays s/he'll get up dancing. As I sat huddled near to my hubby for warmth in the UofA stands we couldn't help but notice the glaring differences between our cultures. We also recognize how fortunate we are to be able to experience both worlds.

Visions of cockroaches: I've been giggling to myself the days when I come into the main condo entrance and see a brown crusty item that instinct tells me must be a cockroach. Then I realize where I am and that the cockroach is actually dried leaves, a clump of dirt or some other form of discarded brown-ish item. In every instance it's always a sigh of relief for me

Fairweather Jogger

2010-10-31T23:17:00.002+02:00

I decided after a delicious brunch at the folks that it would be warm enough for a jog. Looked like we were sitting around 9 degrees on a beautiful Halloween day. Earlier in the week as I was wrapped up in jackets, scarves, a toque & sporting long johns I saw a slender young couple out running. First I was thinking "maybe we could do that"...and then there was a gust of wind & I realized that in all my layers I hadn't started sweating. Then I started thinking about how the cold air burns my nose & chest & tears stream down my face with a cold gust of win- running is definitely out. Needless to say I thoroughly enjoyed my trot this afternoon. It felt glorious to stretch the legs, clear my head & think of my Mom as I noted the signature Alberta blue skies.

This is the first time in a very long time that I haven't had exercise plans plotted out weeks in advance, athletic goals set to achieve & a commitment to a team or exercise program; and I'm loving it! It felt wonderful to head out today but part of why it was so wonderful was because it was unplanned. I've decided to keep this up for a while. Alvin and I are still easing into our new routines & I have no desire to sign up for something that will start blocking my time. I can't help but think it's very unlike me but I'm savouring the change so I'll keep spontaneous exercise on my radar for now. There are a few things planned in the coming months: walking with friends, curling, yoga & trying out exercise DVDs from the library (the one I've currently got is hilarious). I am now looking forward to a soak in the tub with the latest Diana Gabaldon book*grin*.

Adjusted to Canadian Life

2010-10-29T05:30:00.003+02:00

I laughed this morning after my 'good morning' conversation with Al.
"Babe- good news- it's zero degrees out there"
Oy yoy yoy it's going to be a LONG first winter back*giggling*

A few stolen moments

2010-10-24T23:24:00.003+02:00

Alvin's at the library studying away & I'm taking a few moments between the cleaning & the laundry. Today is Zambia's Independence Day so I'm jammin' to some Zed Beats care of YouTube & thought I should really try to get back into the habit of weekly posts.
Last weekend (that's how far behind I am) Alaina & Marc came over & I prepared a Zambian meal just for fun. I must shamefully admit that it was the first time Alvin & I have had nshima since we moved into our little apartment. Alaina & Marc were such good sports about eating with their hands, & I'm happy to report that Lain thought better of starting a food fight*grin*. I have to say (for those of you who've eaten nshima this will be shocking)- that Marc ate 3 lumps of nshima...it's his first time ever eating it! Most of us start at 1 lump & work our way up to 2 after months of eating it daily*giggling*

The week before I'd busied myself with my dear old Gran who was tuckered out after making pies- I don't even remember the final count...over ten anyway. It was great to learn a few of her baking tricks this harvest season.

And today I decided to ride the bike down to my folks for storage throughout the winter:-( I felt so bad for the bike out on the balcony this morning...they are calling for the "s" word this week so I guess I better figure out the bus route. And a new plan for daily exercise- poop. Apart from hanging up the bike because of cold weather all is well*grin*

Ethel (my good-sister) posted a photo on Facebook of my niece- I made Alvin steal it so I could show her off- she's so cute! We miss her:-( We spoke to her grandmother today & she's probably not looking so cute at the minute because she's got chicken pox*ha ha ha* (I'm laughing because she's fine...)

In betweener

2010-10-18T01:05:00.005+02:00

I did mention that despite my lack of communication during my study craze- life did carry on. I wanted to post a few photos that we took on a beautiful walk out at Poundmaker/ River Lot 56. I dragged my parents out for a breath of fresh air & it sure was worth it- simply glorious.

We also received some very sad news from Zambia before I wrote my exams; we lost my good brother Kim. (I think good-brother sounds nicer than brother-in-law). Kim was sick for the last year, but it seemed like things were turning around for him & his family before we were leaving. We were so sad to hear that he passed away, and so sad that we couldn't grieve with the family. I have been reflecting on all my favourite "Kim" memories & am fortunate that both my folks & my brother & his wife met Kim so that we can remember him fondly. He was an important part of our lives- he was the MC at our wedding and a good friend to me before I ever really got to know the rest of Alvin's family. I have written about Kim on here before so I won't say too much; only that we'll miss him dearly and that I hope we'll still be a part of his wife & daughter's lives.
Here's Kim with his daughter Chisanga.

A not so flattering shot of these three brothers- Dale, Kim & Alvin- in March.

Resurfacing. Slowly

2010-10-11T17:52:00.003+02:00

My exams are a memory (some better than others) and I will not worry about the results until they arrive. I had thought that I would be cartwheeling-back-flipping-happy to have it all over with but I guess I forgot how physically exhausting expending mental energy can be. When my head parts from my pillow I do feel fabulous though. My folks hosted the big Thanksgiving dinner on Friday night & Alvin & I are enjoying turkey sandwich leftovers- mmmm. Gran will be in town for the week so I'm looking forward to spending some time with her; we've got a date to make apple pies later today*grin*. Gloria (a dear old friend from Uni) & her hubby arrived from Vernon for a quick visit yesterday and it sure was lovely re-connecting with her.

For all my single friends- kindly note that my Pop has been appointed a commissioner of marriages...so if you think you may have met that special someone- my Pop can marry you! He actually performed his first marriage earlier this month & thoroughly enjoyed the experience- let's see if we can drum up some more business for him, eh?!

I'm looking forward to posting up here more regularly again...now that I'll have a lot more time on my hands to socialize, play, and re-acquaint myself will all things Canadian*grin*. Thanks again to all for your support these past weeks- & for welcoming me back into your social lives- Weeeee!

2 down 2 to go

2010-10-05T00:14:00.002+02:00

Exams I mean. Wooty. Countdown's on.
Despite the fact that I've been very focused on exams for the past weeks life has carried on; I am looking forward to updating this blog when I resurface.
Thanks to all for the well-wishes & patience...looking forward to re-connecting with all soon soon.

Falling out with Fall

2010-09-21T04:20:00.005+02:00

Alright, like my last post- I do think the colours are gorgeous in autumn but I could do with a few degrees warmer. I nearly died cycling into work when it was -3 degrees. But enough about the weather. Devyn invited us over last week for ice cream cake for Tom's birthday. Mmm, it was so delicious...I'm sure I haven't had ice cream cake in the past 6 years. Divine.

Look at that chocolate layer- mmmm.

Then I had the great idea to take Tom to a corn maze for his birthday. We all agreed that we would have enjoyed ourselves a little more if it wasn't quite so wet. I love the idea & look forward to going again...but I will reschedule if the rains coming down like it did on Sunday. Yes, I am wearing snow pants- tihi.

For now it's back to the books...

Six Falls

2010-09-10T05:16:00.004+02:00

I have admitted defeat. I shall forget about any more productivity this evening. I am now- quite happily- sitting in front of this laptop of mine, listening to Toots & the Maytals (oh happy music) with my cup of Earl Grey (spiked with fresh ginger) and Mr. Christie's Chip's Ahoy double chocolate chewy cookies (so bad they're good). The extractor fan rings on from the bathroom & my finger is still pulsating from the recent blood flow. Sigh. What an evening.
Is there such a thing as too much Mr. Clean?
I am giving the bathroom a once over. Scrubbing here & there until - oops- I have kicked over the bucket of Mr. Clean. I am now desperately trying to mop up the floor before it reaches the carpet of the bedroom. I double check my work, flick on the extractor fan & hope for the best. I tippee toe my way over to the kettle to brew some tea. I have to remove the burnt out candle from my beautiful new candle holder to complete the ambiance of my well-deserved 'break' (aka aborted cleaning mission). Suddenly blood is streaming from my middle finger & I can't exactly say why or how. Moral of my story: I do believe there can be too much Mr. clean.

Other thoughts/ tales from the week...

I set out for work with my bike on Wednesday- a miserable, cool and wet morning. I had planned to put some air in the tires en route. But who knew that a "free air" machine would be powered off overnight? And who knew that when the machine is switched off it sucks all the air out of the tire? My now very flat front tire would not be able to make it to work so I had to run the bike back to the apartment- thanking Mom & Pop the whole way home for insisting on leaving their car with us. I made it on time to work but was in in a bit of a tizzy*grin*.

It has been very cool & chilly but I have decided to be positive about that; I am thankful that I can warm up under a hot shower at any time. I do not have to switch on a hot water tank, hope that the electricity doesn't cut etc. So far, every time I have come home cold I have been able to enjoy a hot shower or bath. What a luxury! I will try to keep this in mind as we get deeper into the Fall.

Which leads me to my last point of the post. It's hard to believe that I have been away for 6 consecutive falls & winters. Despite the definite chill in the air I am taking in all the colours. Just out back of the condo we're living in is the sweetest pond. The city is trying to leave these "natural" parks for environmental & aesthetic reasons. I will confess that I'm on board- I love this area. It's stunning to head out each morning & see the changing colours, the dragonflies & just enjoy the break from traffic sounds/lights/ and speeds. (Aside: I swear I hit every red light on the way into work. I manage to hit a few greens on my way back- but isn't that bizarre- what are the odds?) I hope you enjoy the little photo display of my "backyard". I tried to avoid the shopping cart that was tossed into the pond...you know me- I tend to focus on the positive- the shiny willow leaves, the gorgeous bright red mountain ash berries, etc.

And with that I shall call it a night. I shall retire to my 'smut'...the 5th book in the Diana Gabaldon Outlander series...

Only as old as you feel

2010-09-06T02:01:00.002+02:00

It's a beautiful evening- I'm on-line looking out the big window to our little balcony. The trees are rustling in the wind and the sky is that indescribable Alberta blue. How wonderful to be still and collect my thoughts. Life has been such a whirlwind these past weeks; but with the boys gone fishing for the weekend the condo has been cleaned, ironing done, laundry in progress & I still had time for a date with my mom today. And a beautiful (but chilly) morning run. All these non-school things because I was so darn productive yesterday and throughout the course of the week- yay! I am in the homestretch though & will probably only post on here occasionally until after I'm through with exams.
Now. What I really wanted to say.
1. I have started "active commuting" and I love it. Each morning I climb on the bike & race the streets to the office. The first morning I hit the road it was 4 degrees (I'm not sure any of my Zambian friends still read this but I nearly died- 4 degrees)! It just so happens that the week I decide to start cycling into work is the same week that many kids have started school. I had such a laugh with the girls at work because I felt far from nearly 30 while cycling beside junior & high-schoolers. I also laughed in the face of the photo-radar buggy (I couldn't resist- it felt so wonderful to know that he couldn't ticket me). I was even so brazen as to run a yellow light on my bike (I regretted it shortly thereafter as my thighs burnt with exertion).
Oh the excitement.
2. Other than that I think most of the kinks have been worked out in the new place. We've got an awesome new shower head, beautiful curtains hung in the bedroom (still using blinds in the living room) & I think we've collected all the keys from the owner. I had the heart-stopping experience of having an uninvited guest in my flat as I came out of the shower- oops. I think the neighbour lady was more horrified than I was- but it was pretty awful calling out from the shower dripping wet & wondering who on earth was in my pad. Luckily that has been the only negative incident since move-in.
3. Yesterday was my study day. I had just put a zillion thoughts together & needed to clear my mind before proof-reading my work (I still haven't checked on-line for any feedback)*grin*. My shoulders also needed to come back down to their proper home rather than up closer to my earlobes where they had climbed while hammering it out on the computer. I popped into the bedroom to do a couple of sun salutations. I am in forward bend. I observe all the theorists bouncing around in my brain against their theories and what exactly the point might be. Exhale, try to bring my tummy closer to my thighs, head to knees, thighs tight so my knees are not locked. Works every time- especially the laugh while in forward bend noticing just how much I've got on my plate right now. Which leads me to another thought that I've been meaning to post for ages:
4. Ode to libraries. I'm so excited to be able to go the public library and borrow books. Honestly, it is the one thing I missed most while living in Lusaka. I am thankful for the library even when I'm going to study; it is such a luxury. But little did I know about how exciting it would be to be able to borrow yoga DVDs! Amazing.

Til next time...perhaps my rambling will be more coordinated then. Perhaps not.

A terrible friend

2010-08-29T16:33:00.003+02:00

This post shall serve as a blanket apology. I have been so busy and wrapped up in my own schedule that I've been in touch with very few people. At work during break time or lunch I'll slip outside for a wee walk round the grounds and a breath of fresh air. During this time I think- I should send Bev a Happy Birthday email; Hol is leaving for Italy- I should have at least called her; I haven't seen Janet or Car in weeks; and my weekly walks with Jennifer & Krysta have fizzled out. Bah.
Good excuses? I'm at the homestretch with school. I'm desperately trying to keep my head above water as my last course is run in 5 weeks instead of the regular 11 weeks. Exams are around the corner so my anti-social behaviour will only be temporary.

The much more exciting piece of news is that Alvin & I are on our own again! We're renting a little one bedroom condo that's less than 1km from the bus depot (Al will be commuting to NAIT starting tomorrow) & should be about a 5km bike ride to work for me. I'm looking forward to active commuting...except for the cold weather! My folks have gone over & about the call of duty (& have probably spent more time in the condo then we have)- they've painted, scrubbed, donated & ensured a smooth transition. Guess they were ready to have their basement back*grin*
The new digs

Last weekend we attended Anna & Dan's beautiful wedding- I got to be social for an evening & had a wonderful time.

The new couple!

There were about 4 of us "Reckies" from Uni- it was lovely. Ry & the beautiful bride.

Harper Hangover

2010-08-17T01:01:00.007+02:00

Well folk fest is a distant memory and it's very much back to reality. I have started my -hopefully- last course towards my Masters- these five weeks will zip by I'm sure. I only have a few random happenings that I felt like sharing...

1. It was the third memorial of my friend and colleague Chola over the weekend. I thought of her Friday, thought plenty about Zambia on Saturday...and met with Zambian friends (or friends from Zambia) on Sunday & we were able to chat a bit about our late friend. Since some of the ladies from Zed are reading this- here are some photos of Claire, Kel, & their beautiful son Cruz; we were thinking of you all and reminiscing about our special Chola.

2. I shall savour the prairie skies every chance I get (mostly Alvin teases me for never taking photos...I'll take so many sky shots I'll probably chase away all my faithful readers).

3. Pop & I working on the beautiful cherries that we picked earlier that evening with the help of Alvin & Trevor. Oh yea harvesting! And all those cherries came from the single Evans Cherry in Tom & Dev's backyard- amazing.

4. The video of Harper's "Heart of Gold" cover will not upload. Too bad for you all, the version was stellar.

5. At coffee break in the office one day conversation turned to eye surgery/ vision etc. I mentioned that I would love to have laser eye surgery for the simple joy of being able to roll over in the night & read the bedside clock. One of the ladies laughed at me and said "Just buy a bigger clock". Well it seemed far to obvious to ignore- we bought an alarm clock that I can read from well across the room. Ridiculous- but that's me, isn' it?

A Night to Remember

2010-08-10T01:10:00.005+02:00

I suppose I'll be eternally indebted to my dear friend Ry for the favour he shared with me on Thursday night. Ry has been in faithful attendance at the Edmonton Folk Music Festival for decades...and last year he won the "Golden Tarp". And being the good friend that he is he allowed me to join him so that I could drool over Mr. Ben Harper approximately 10 feet away. (I don't mean to disregard Gord Downie who actually put on a good number despite the incoherent chat in between songs & the final exit of standing on stationary speaker while appearing to surf. I'm sure it was much cooler to him because he looked rather high). In sharp contrast Harper came out looking smashingly sober and was incredibly humble. Who knows what he's like in real-life, but what a pleasure to witness his show at such close range.

Feast your eyes ladies!

It was an amazing show & I was thrilled to be with such dear friends. And the finale: Harper paid tribute by closing out the night playing "Heart of Gold" from Canada's most famous/ renowned/ touted folk-rocker Neil Young. I took a little video but it doesn't capture the vibe on the hill...& it is also unable to upload at the moment. I shall sign off before the Internet crashes (again)*grin*

July Harvests

2010-08-03T04:12:00.006+02:00

Oh the joys of long weekends- there seems to be time for everything. Our weekend was filled with delicious food from the garden, one of my fave Edmonton festivals- Heritage Days, swimming (both in the public swimming pool AND down at the Pembina river), & then the usual work bits...

Pembina! Who knew such a lovely sport existed? What a relaxing way to spend a sunny day

Our fearless leaders

I've always thought that there's nothing more delicious than eating fresh picked home grown fruits & veggies. Don't these photos just make your mouths water?

I have no idea why I'm trying to coach Pop with the berry picking- he had already picked three ice cream pails full. Ah well

Heritage days
Alvin decided to have a taste of 'almost' home eating some Zimbabwean cuisine. I thought his family would be horrified to see him eating his meal with a fork- one that is traditionally eaten with one's hands.

My dear friend Alison will be getting married later this week in Uganda...we were thinking of her!

Reclaiming my Mornings

2010-07-28T04:39:00.004+02:00

It has taken me a while but I've finally remembered that I am a morning person. Somehow in the shift from my life in Lusaka to my new life back in the Motherland I forgot that I really am at my best at the crack of dawn. I've recommenced my morning runs (I'm committing myself to three per week). This may have been triggered by my 'home alone' time, by the increasingly sunny weather, or perhaps because my days are falling into some semblance of routine nearly a month into my new job. In any case, while out on the road at 06h00 I can't help but feel it's right where I should be. I love the yellows in the morning sun rays sifting through the trees, mosquito wings being too wet to interrupt my strides, and how aimlessly my mind wanders when my feet are moving. Convinced anyone yet that morning jogs are truly glorious? I doubt it*grin*.

Apart from my morning epiphany our unplanned weekend was filled up with lots of last minute visiting...it's starting to feel like summer! Proof positive:

The first cucumber of the season. Yes, it was perfect. I should've taken a photo of all the Saskatoons I picked, perhaps the next round, the bushes are still fully loaded.

My dear Priscilla asked me to take photos of Kel, Claire & Cruz when we got together...unfortunately Kelvin was stuck in Whitehorse so the four of us enjoyed a visit in English (rather than Kel's infamous stories in chiBemba)...

Sorry Lain- I brought my camera to the BBQ your folks hosted but unfortunately I left the camera in my purse in the front hall. I guess Arwen's beautiful babes won't make this post. Now I'm off to pick up my folks from the airport...I'm dying to see photos from Marty & Pat's wedding!

Sarah Time

2010-07-21T05:58:00.003+02:00

The house is empty- the folks are off to Marty's wedding on the East Coast (so excited for you Marty & Pat!!) & Alvin's been sent for a couple of nights to a job site a couple of hours North of the city. Perfect time for me to catch up with all the school work I've been putting off. Bwa ha ha.

I had such a great weekend between a day trip to Sylvan lake for Anna's stagette & harvesting the first batch of Saskatoon berries on Sunday with Dev...surely it's now or never to buckle down & get some schoolwork done, no?

Here's Anna (yes, the bride-to-be sporting the coconut-shell bra) & her sister-in-law with Sylvan's lighthouse in the background. We had such a beautiful day- it was my first jump into the middle of an Alberta lake in a good long time.

The few berries that escaped my greedy mouth were baked into a rhubarb crumble- there's nothing like fruit/veg/ herbs from one's own garden is there? Is your mouth watering Belle?

Oh the joys of procrastination- I have busied myself mowing the lawn, collecting herbs to make my scrumptious vegetarian supper, finishing another book in the Scottish time-traveler series (Devo- had to get me hooked on trash, eh) and well now, it's obvious where I'm at. I think I'll take a different approach tomorrow- perhaps starting off with a run so I can settle into studying after work.

What should I cut out?

2010-07-16T04:40:00.002+02:00

When the snooze button failed and Alvin scrambled out of bed about 25 minutes later than usual I thought "Oh no, what to axe from my morning routine to get to work on time?"

Should I forget about my morning sun salutations?
No way- I'm a firm believer in exercise- why should it get cut first?
Should I forgo my cup of ginger tea?
Oh I couldn't do that- what is life when it's too busy to savour a cup of morning tea?
Of course, I'll just have a quick shower. Riiiight. I forgot I was supposed to have a quick one while rinsing the shampoo- ha!
And then the skirt I pulled from the hanger needed to be ironed. Drat.

In the end- I pulled up to work a couple minutes early & left the breakfast dishes in the sink- sorry Ma!

I am now enjoying home-brewed mint tea (I love my wee herb garden) after a busy evening of running hills, cookin' up a yummy supper, and trying to get back on track with school. I hope we don't sleep through the alarm tomorrow and have the cycle start all over again...

Excuses excuses

2010-07-08T04:34:00.005+02:00

I suppose the computer-tired eyes after starting a new job have discouraged me from posting anything too exciting up I here. I had entirely forgotten that I'd taken photos of:

a) the most beautiful mojito I have ever seen- thanks Dev!

And there was enough to go around...

b) the first boccie competition of the year for me (I shall blame my loss on the fact that Alvin & I are used to the french version- pètanque...thanks for leaving those with us in Lu Heather- we Looooove pètanque)

The winners (Megan & Devo)

Oooh, the anticipation

7 steps & how many fingers?

Oh...and Alvin may have laughed almost as hard as me & my folks. The sewing machine was dusted off & brought out to patch Alvin's work jeans. Note that Alvin is no where to be seen and neither is my Mom*muhahahah*. It was a success. Pop & I may open a business.

Rejuvenated

2010-07-05T15:00:00.004+02:00

With the first week of work down I'm heading back into Monday feeling rejuvenated after a great weekend. I was laughing with Car, Jen & Code on Friday night out at Sandy Beach- we were still in the hot tub at the witching hour & I honestly couldn't recall the last time I had seen midnight. Hilarious. Funnier still was that I saw it two nights in a row (Guess I was feeling unpatriotic for missing Canada Day fire works & had to make up for it)*grin*! Alvin had his introduction to baseball on Saturday night- the boys hit a ball around while the girls rushed back to the house chased all the way by hordes of mosquitoes.

The rejuvenating part of the weekend probably comes from getting caught in the rain on my afternoon walk yesterday with Al. It was gorgeous...

Sarah's Facebook status

2010-06-25T04:45:00.004+02:00

Right...I may or may not have too much time on my hands but I thought a creative blog might include emotions I have noted throughout the week (as per those ridiculous facebook one-liners that let the whole world know when you're going to the loo). Plus not enough people are commenting...I need to shake things up a bit don't I?

Facebook Status #1- Sarah's struggling to move around re: blisters

Explanation- I had an awesome weekend in Ottawa c/o Commonwealth Game Canada's International Development through Sport programme. Dear Uncle Em picked me up from the airport & I was happy to see my aunt, cousins & their kids after a year hiatus. I always love passing through Ottawa & glimpsing into the hustle & bustle of my family's schedules out there. But back to the blisters...my friend Simone took me on a 'walking tour' of Ottawa on Sunday. We took a couple wrong turns but finally ended up in little Italy (it was great- their team had tied their game that morning- World Cup of course). Terribly painful couple of days post-walking; but worth it nonetheless!

Facebook Status #2- I want to go shopping!

Explanation- Woot- I start a new job on Monday (& a real one...not painting fences)*giggling*...I think I deserve a new pair of heels or something to psyche myself up for day 1, no?

Facebook Status #3- Gooooooo Ghana!!

Explanation- Ghana may be the only African team moving to the next round (how I wish Cote d'Ivoire would make the cut too); how sweet it would be to knock out the USA...fingers crossed for Ghana!

Facebook Status #4- What is that smell?

Explanation- After wiping the dog sh#@ from my shoe, realizing that I forgot to put on deodrant before spending 5 hours in the sun painting a fence, hearing the next-door neighbour (who had not seen me) let a deafening fart escape... a gorgeous manly freshly-washed scent drifted to my then delighted nostrils. Still don't know where it came from but it certainly wasn't me.

FB #5- Sarah's enjoying time with her Gran

Explanation- Gran'll be in house for the whole week- the weekend will be busy as Uncle Wal's coming up for a visit. It feels like summer*smile*

A great time of year for the sports fan

2010-06-14T19:57:00.003+02:00

I'm inspired to write after a beautiful weekend...

1. Sports:
Yeah Celtics! I've been biting my nails as the NBA playoffs have progressed, cheering for any team but Kobe Bryant and his Lakers. And finally, Lakers have fallen behind in a series. It's been a frustrating series (terrible ref-ing) but also exciting- I really hope Boston will win it in Game 6- I'm not sure my heart can stand a game 7.
World Cup- I'm loving every minute- vuvuzelas and all. I can't believe Ma turns on the TV every morning to check the latest scores and update her Macleans magazine. I don't have a favourite team yet but must admit that I'm hooked!

2. Harvesting herbs
I had my first cup of home brewed mint tea today- yippee! I had been looking forward to spending the summer watching all the lovely things we've planted grow- I plan to learn how to make jam with my folks in the Fall when all the berries are ripe for the picking. For now we're delighting in our little herb garden. Last night Ma made a killer salad dressing with our fresh basil & oregano. I'm having a blast thinking up all the different ways we can enjoy our fresh mint, dill etc. Oh the small joys.

3. Prairie farm party
We were able to celebrate lots of events at Marc's birthday party on Saturday night- belated birthday wishes to Alvin, early ones for George & Marc, as well as 1st anniversary wishes to Tom & Devo - woot! And all of this out at Marc's family's farm; big thanks to Alaina for inviting us city slickers out. I must admit that I did get carried away with the camera while savouring a sunset of the most glorious Alberta blue sky...so you've been warned- if you don't like a prairie sunset no need to view the slide show (yes- another experiment- I hope it works out better than the last photo album I uploaded).

Chinese birthday supper

2010-06-11T00:24:00.008+02:00

Alvin had a hankering for sweet & sour chicken so I decided to throw a Chinese feast for my Zambian hubby's birthday.

I was glad my sister-in-law here was able to enjoy my pineapple upside down cake because I know my sisters-in-law in Lusaka would have missed it!

We've actually had a couple of beautiful days that lasted long enough to hit the lake. Here's Pop at his happiest & my birthday boy.

What to write?

2010-06-03T20:41:00.003+02:00

Again, I find myself wanting to post up here but there's just not too much exciting happening with me at the moment. I did, however, read an article that suggested job seekers this day in age need to be creative- one example was to advertise myself via blog. What?! Never crossed my mind. So for those of you who for some reason have not already been assaulted with my questions about anyone who knows anybody in human resource management- let me know if you know anyone!*ha ha ha*. I feel like I'll round a corner soon but it couldn't hurt to throw it up here that I'm looking for an entry-level HR position- right?

More seriously things are going well. Highlights?

- Alvin is gainfully employed- yay!
- I've been re-connecting with people slowly but surely; weather permitted a beautiful wiener roast with Anna & Dan yesterday. Ooooh, smores!

- I love YouTube. I could never access YouTube in Zambia due to slow connections but I'm having a blast finding music videos: everything from long forgotten reggae tunes, to French-African anthems, South African and Zambian or unusual tunes we caught on 'trace tropical'*grin*. Everyday is a dance party in my parents basement. Mwahaha
- I'll be attending a Commonwealth Games Canada workshop in a couple weeks in Ottawa. I'm looking forward to reconnecting with sports for development folk & maybe seeing some family out that way as well, fingers crossed.
- Lack of structure to my days has offered me abundant time to start exercising again. I'm slowly beginning to enjoy running, that is, unless I have walking dates with my mom or old friends! Any excuse to procrastinate, right? Which reminds me full well that I should take the empty house as opportunity to do some schoolwork. Sigh. Life is good.
- Oh, and I'm absolutely hooked on the NBA now (blasted hubby of mine). Now that Nash is out of the running- Go Celtics Go!!

The Musonda's wedding

2010-05-25T19:37:00.002+02:00

An experiment- now that I'm back to high-speed Internet I thought I should try to post a photo album rather than individual photos. We had an amazing long weekend and got to connect with friends from Zambia as our dear friend Sugar married a stunning Sophie on Saturday. Kieran (aka Mabvuto) flew in from Toronto & we had a blast with Sophie's incredibly warm & generous family & friends. I held onto the camera for most of the day so I'm sorry dear Priscilla that there are no photos of me*winning smile*

NB- if you click on the photo you should be able to see the photos within the album...feedback please*grin*

Sarah T's visit

2010-05-21T01:15:00.005+02:00

Alvin & I were lucky enough to host one of our Canadian friends from Lusaka- Sarah T's first trip to the prairies- woot! As always we had a great visit with her reminiscing and sharing stories since the last time we were together.

Oftentimes when I'm taking photos I take them with people in mind- or I start constructing how I will phrase my sentences on the blog (weird I know). Sarah & I both had shirts made from Kutowa Designs (founded by my good friend / fashion designer / yoga instructor in Zambia). We are posing because a) I feel like a samurai when I wear the shirt & b) I miss yoga with Towani...a stretch? I'm not sure. We were going to wear them all day but it was perfect tanning weather so we bowed out.

The weather was gorgeous so we set out to explore Edmonton's river valley on foot. A lovely passer-by snapped this before we headed up all those stairs.

And at the top

More stairs...

Alvin preparing the nshima (we had to cook Zambian with Sarah T around) & she thought the small size of the nshima stick was hilarious, comments Namukolo?

And that's a wrap.

Belated Mother's Day

2010-05-20T00:39:00.003+02:00

After so many years away it was much fun planning a Mother's Day get together. Here's the whole crew at a wildlife sanctuary in Devon- what a gorgeous day!

Tommy & Devo (I'm posting this especially for Uncle Emil- the photo made me think of him for one reason or another...)

Pop cracked me up, we just parked the car & he hopped right out binoculars up and looking for something exciting.

Mom & Pop on a glorious day

Delighted

2010-05-14T23:10:00.002+02:00

That's just how I feel today- delighted. Every time I think of posting something up here I remember that I've forgotten to take photos. I could have shared photos of- the brief visit of my Uncle Walter, Claire's visit with baby Cruz, the perfect afternoon when Alaina brought me over a slurpee on the deck, or Dev's birthday celebration that involved way too much spaghetti & a quick game of "Mexican Train". For unemployed people we're keeping our schedules pretty loaded.

I've had a few quiet moments of reflection working this week for the ageing neighbours- what an opportunity Alvin & I are having right now. We were working side by side yesterday painting somebody's deck, hauling bark chips from the back yard to the truck the other day; and as I glance up to check on Alvin's progress I think- this is fun! Welcome back to Canada where there's something timeless and honest about good hard work; the smell of bark chips, freshly mowed lawn, pine needles (even those that pricked me through the gloves) and the sticky poplar pods that adhere to my shoes after every walk. It's a beautiful time of year to be spending time together and pitching in with the glories of spring cleaning.

Of course it's not all delightful. The uncertainty of unemployment, the relentless on-line applications and networking pressures are not what I would term fun. Or how I fell into a gopher hole yesterday walking down the hill to the bank. But all in all, today I'm just happy that connections are being made- work must be just around the corner now. I also l-o-v-e my new school course which is amazing since I've been struggling for about the past year with classes that I thought I would love & quite frankly didn't. I guess this has turned into an "ode to Friday"...and I can sign off for the weekend- woot!

Earning our keep

2010-05-04T22:06:00.004+02:00

Have I mentioned how much fun I'm having being back in Edmonton? Alvin was helping out Pop with a big machine that aerates the lawn just the other day.

And today we awoke to snow- and lots of it. So we donned our warm clothes and started shoveling the drive...it's pretty hard to believe how quickly things can change overnight. At least the jacket & boots that Aunt Elena sent Alvin have had a test drive in this spring storm.

It was also great to see Candra over the weekend; we crashed her nephews second birthday party.

Auntie Canj!

Starting to feel Canadian again

2010-04-30T01:32:00.003+02:00

I've savoured some pieces of quintessential Canada in the last few days:

- the smell of poplars in Spring
- the sound of skates on ice
- finally being able to pitch in to family emergencies. We got the call Saturday evening that my dear ol' Gran was admitted to hospital in Saskatoon- I am so thankful that Tom & I were able to drive out there on Sunday to spend a few days with her. Gran's much better- back into her little apartment & I enjoyed a few beautiful walks in Saskatoon's river valley. After 5.5 years so far from home it is a wonderful feeling to be able to just sit with my Gran. Or my Aunt Martha. Or my folks.

Here are a couple photos from our first skate- Alvin hit ice for the first time last Friday & loved it. Looks like we might head out for another skate tomorrow- how wonderful! My friend Janet is teaching her friend Glen how to skate & invited us to join in- what a great idea, we four had such fun. And though nobody wanted photos on the blog I never made any promises*winning smile*

Thursday already?

2010-04-22T17:16:00.004+02:00

It's amazing how fast the days are zipping by considering that Alvin & I really don't have much to do. We're not working yet and it's been a quiet week for callbacks...but somehow we're filling up the days- couldn't tell you what exactly we're doing though*grin*

We saw Tom & Dev throughout the whole weekend. Sunday was a highlight because Tom & Dev bought new patio furniture; thus we had to have pizza & beer (yum). And since the weather has been so gorgeous Dev put up the badminton net & we've had so much fun playing! I had to include a couple of candids.

Tomorrow should also be an exciting day- we've got a skating date! Weeeeee

One for Namukolo

2010-04-16T18:08:00.004+02:00

Well yesterday was quite the day. It was finally warm enough to get out & start doing some yard work. It's springtime! Enjoying the variety of the four seasons has been something that I've been looking forward to sharing with Alvin since we planned to move back to Canada. And it finally feels like our first Spring- the green grass is starting to come up from under the rake- thrilling!

Otherwise Alvin & I hosted our first "nshima" night. We missed our dear friend Kolo who made our nshima nights both delicious and interesting with her endless tales of drama. Tommy & Dev graciously came over & enjoyed eating with their hands...we hope it will be the first of many lovely nshima nights.

It's snowing!

2010-04-09T04:40:00.004+02:00

Mother nature is saying "Welcome back to Alberta"*muha ha ha ha*. Funnier still is the fact that when I ran at midday today it was about 15 degrees. It sure is glorious to be warm & cozy in the house sipping on some hot chocolate while the wind howls outside. What fun. We also got to try out the big winter jacket that Alvin's Aunt Elena so generously sent from Connecticut.

Apart from this excitement today Alvin & I have been busy bees. We're networking, applying for jobs, keeping up with school requirements (and that's both of us now!), and took a road trip to Saskatoon to celebrate Easter with the family.
Here's my dear old Gran who's still happiest in the kitchen at 86 years. She an amazing person & it was grand to spend Easter weekend with her. (And yes, that's a wine bottle- chokecherry wine)!

Gran is even so with the times that the Coca-Cola she bought (especially for me & Alvin) were in the gold cans for Canada's Gold medals at the Olympics- how exciting.

Tom & Devo busy in the kitchen.

After the big feast the guys thought it would be a good idea to do some yard work while the food settled. We laughed our lungs out when cousin Allan forgot to close up the bag of his fancy sucking-up-leaves-machine & blew out all the leaves back onto the lawn.

Oh, & I turned a year older & was spoiled by friends & family alike! These flowers came from my dear hubby & from sweet Carly. THANKS!!!

Bloggers bloc

2010-04-02T15:11:00.005+02:00

Hi all,

Two weeks away & why the silence? Lots of reasons I suppose.

- I did not access the Internet for the entire week post-work & pre-homecoming. It was great. We were sent off several times in style from friends & family in Lusaka

-And here we are one week into our return to the Motherland. What have we been doing to keep ourselves so busy? Adjusting to the cold (ha ha). Lots of sleeping, and surprisingly, lots of business. We've been to offices all over the city replacing drivers licenses, attaining Alvin's new Albertan paperwork, and even dropping off a few resumes. I have been to the library, read one of the books I borrowed & smile to think I've got countless books at my fingertips! My parents have hosted several dinners and we're feeling positive about everything. And I do have my school obligations at the back of my mind; nagging like a guilty conscience.

-After the Easter weekend in Saskatoon with my dear Gran we are set to have more structured next week. We need to start exercising*ha ha ha*

Happy Easter/ long weekend to all- here are a few snaps for my faithful readers (I've been fairly undecided on what I should do with my blog now that I'm back home...but Aunt Nada insisted I post something up here...so we'll see if I can shake the bloggers bloc I've been experiencing since being back home)

The girls from work took me out for lunch & it was such a great reminder about how many amazing friends I've made over the years in Lusaka.

Our dear Gabby. We had to get a photo because I'd had my hair done that day*tihi*

What would have been more appropriate than a farewell braai at the farm? We had a lovely afternoon with the family- lots of food, singing, laughing & dancing.
Alvin's whole family was up dancing to "kakabalika" - a song they chose to bid us farewell- saying that the sun shall shine everywhere. It was beautiful.

Baby Mutale with me & my mother-in-law

Jackie, Bwembya & Ethel

Me with aunt Josie & Danny

Grandma & Aunt Jose

We laughed at Danny & a crying Mutale

If there's one thing I'll likely get sentimental about- it'll be this team. I will miss "my boys", my co-coaches, and the wonderful guys at the Youth Basketball League.

Last day of work

2010-03-19T08:01:00.001+02:00

Well I can happily confess that I’m thrilled to be starting out on a new adventure with my hubby. I’m planning on taking the entire week next week off (from school) to savour what has been our life in Lusaka. The weekend is jam-packed with lunch dates, last yoga classes, the Youth League opening tournament and a braai at the farm. Alvin & I will make the most of our last couple days in Lusaka before gearing up for the long plane ride back to the Motherland.

And we’re off!

Doing the rounds

2010-03-15T12:06:00.005+02:00

I've never enjoyed a weekend quite so much when I didn't get anything done- no school, no exercise...just a lot of visiting & cleaning out of the closets.

Here are some photos of the lovely people we were able to visit with over the weekend.

Saturday we visited Alvin's cousins' newborn Jamilia.

Here's Mumbi (the new mother) with her mum who was passing through Lusaka.

Then off to visit my lovely niece (who has not yet featured up here); Chisanga & her mum (my sister-in-law) Nina.

Here's Chichi with her Pop- the well-loved Kim who's reputation precedes him

Sunday we were off to the Longwe-Clarke house for Sunday lunch & croquet. And it was our luck that Jumali brought over Nawiti...who I've adopted as yet another niece. She had the cutest shoes that squeaked with each step she took. And she gives High 5's- priceless.

Here's Nawiti with her Grandpa, chef of the day Kolo & Al

Nawiti with her Grandma

And the first of several croquet matches- it was a wonderful afternoon despite the fact that I didn't win a game!

Aside: I am not brooding...it's just that the camera isn't usually pulled out until there are smiling babes. I'm still a proud Auntie Sarah to be sure*grin*

As we try to find our zen

2010-03-11T14:36:00.002+02:00

Last Friday in yoga one of the students made the strangest pronouncement (imagine the last type of person you’d expect to find in a yoga class- heaps of make-up, loud grating voice, and with each stretch sighing & complaining about how hard it is to attain a “hard stomach and thighs”). We’d spent the entire week wet under sheets of rain & grey cloudy skies- so perhaps we were all feeling a little giddy. Conversation turned to how next week (meaning this week) we should start doing the sun salutation series to find our internal sun & perhaps chase away all the rain. In her loud gravelly voice the least zen-like yogi states “Today is the last day of rain. At least that’s what they say”. Silence. Followed by raucous laughter. Last day of rain- sure lady- which planet do you come from? And who exactly is telling you this, the voices in your head?

What is funny about this whole situation? It hasn’t rained a drop since her prediction; and I can’t stop smiling!

The weekend again- yebo!

2010-03-05T10:59:00.001+02:00

I was constructing a blog post in my head maybe on Wednesday; I was thinking about the 4-day weekend I’d just come away from. And now it’s Friday & I’m gearing up for another weekend & there’s so much going on. What shall I report:

- I only managed one run on my 4 days off due to lots of bad weather & timing of other meetings etc. However, I started thinking about all the other things I got to do & didn’t feel so bad after that: yoga, zumba, an evening walk with my hubby, and that run.
- And apart from exercise I managed to host a girls “tea party”. Mostly I got the girls together for a couple of drinks, a few snacks, and had them clear out my bookshelf & several household “give-aways”. I felt really good once they’d left…until I realized there’s still a lot of stuff that must go.
- My two basketball co-coaches & I managed to make progress with the school that took down the basketball hoops. I left a meeting with the Headmistress feeling elated- we finally have direction! So when I meet the boys this Sunday it’ll be great to share what we’ve learnt & get the teams together to start working on what will one day become our new court. Hopefully I’ll have more news on that next week.

It’s been a miserable & rainy week here but it’s ok- it’s easier for me to motivate myself to stay on top of school AND do the packing up!
Happy Friday

PS. Why no comments on my Chipata blog? I love some of those photos…it’s just me getting sentimental??

Chipata trip

2010-02-26T09:33:00.011+02:00

I must say I am fortunate to be able to have gone out to Zambia’s Eastern province to monitor a couple of projects we have funded in both Katete & Chipata districts. They say there is always adventure when “in the field”. There was no exception here. Please enjoy (?) a pictorial display of the ups & downs of gorgeous Eastern province Zambia.

First, Alvin teased me when I was departing; that whole bag for two nights away. Just think, double that & it’s your allowance to return back home. Oy oy. I guess I need a crash course in packing…

I couldn’t help but think how amazing it would be to wake up to such views everyday (& it was miserable & rainy most of my stay)!
This is the view of Chipata town from way up on the hill

This is the view from the back of the lodge

What with all the rain we had one heck of a trip to a rural school. Small wonder only 1 of the 3 vehicles made it through to the school.

Due to the predicament I had to rely on a more reliable form of transport.I must say I thought of a few girlfriends in this situation. It has been a small goal of mine to start ‘looking’ more professional…I put on a suit and was trying to apply a bit of lipstick on these treacherous roads before arriving at the destination. Talk about sublimely ridiculous. I ended up at the meeting with black feet, muddy trousers and what- LIPSTICK? Really I must work on evaluating the appropriateness of my decisions…given the circumstances.

However, the views were stunning & the meeting went well & my heart felt full with laughter.

The other advantage to heading out of the city is buying fresh farm produce on the way back to Lusaka. I picked up my favourite mushrooms- though they’re a disaster to clean (terribly sandy). Dinner was delicious last night though…

Transitioning

2010-02-25T15:43:00.003+02:00

Hi all, I've been away in the wilds of Eastern Zambia for a couple of days. I shall post stories & photos hopefully very soon. Until then, find below a post that I had written on Sunday.

I told myself I wouldn’t fall into the trap of posting sentimental stories of leaving Zambia (I should actually prepare a list of things that I will not miss)*grin*- but I couldn’t resist mentioning a few emotions I went through over the weekend.
- Rain- damn. No run.
- My two meetings for Saturday have been postponed until further notice. But I smile; I will miss the unpredictability of what is my social life when I’m back in Canada. Somehow I feel relieved the meetings didn’t pan out because I never would have gotten back to snuff with school…
- I close the door on my way out to post for Uni; the door handle ends up in my hand while the door remains ajar. I want to scream in frustration. Or throw the handle through a window. Instead I smile- I will not miss this flat with its door handles that don’t close doors.
- For no particular reason at all Alvin & I popped a cheap bottle of champagne Saturday evening. We sat on our little patio feeding the mosquitoes on the perfect breezy evening. And I thought- we’ll be fine back home. Yes, we’ll just be smiling at the Alberta skies instead…