In the last 29 years, I can't think of a year that I haven't celebrated Christmas morning with my family. With two nurses in our house; we have been very fortunate to be able to continue our tradition of opening presents and having breakfast together over the years. Both my mom and sister have stumbled into the house after a long 12 hour night shift at the hospital with that Christmas spirit not thinking about the crazy night they just had. Of course, our location has changed a few times, Mississauga, Newmarket, Mississauga, Newmarket. But the faces have stayed the same. There were a few years in my life that I could not wait to get off a plane Christmas Eve and land in my homeland to be able to celebrate a season of giving, love, eating a home cooked meal and most importantly; celebrating my Creator's birth.
Somehow over the last two years; I lost the meaning of all of that. Not having regular 9-5 work, I found myself feeling like I was missing out on so much. Not just a paycheck every two week; but staff meetings, birthdays, engagements, Christmas parties at that fancy restaurant. Getting a bonus for working so hard over the last year. Being able to share in friend's successes and maybe failures, but encouraging them with a "you'll get them next time!" All of those things, I wish I could have experienced. There was a part of me that felt like I was being left behind.
I have had the opportunity to be able to use some of my crazy and ridiculous organizational gifts to help out different friends of mine. Stocking their bookshelves in their classrooms with various grade 1 reading books. Setting up cabinets with arts and crafts for these little ones for their projects through the school year. Or putting together file folders and labels into a new filing system. Cleaning out another friend's cabinet to find the cutest littlest boombox around. She swears she needs it in case there is a power failure; but I think it's because she can't part with this adorable child's radio! To be honest, I couldn't either!
I have said over and over that I am incredibly grateful and thankful to these fantastic and supportive friends who take pity on me and find work for me to do. Not only because I need to make a few dollars; but also to keep me sane. So I don't feel like I'm going crazy sitting at home looking for job after job, feeling like the whole world is really passing me by. I have found myself in these moments of weakness (as I like to call it), crying out to God asking him when it will be my turn to feel like I can rejoin this work race with the rest of the world. And then I start feeling like God's plan for me is to help others succeed and further their careers. (Let me also say, I have perfected my gift of administration, and although I love it, I am ready to use some of my other untapped gifts.) After getting over my self induced pity party and singing that song, "nobody knows the trouble I've seen! Nobody knows my sorrows!" I tell myself to stop it. Stop assuming that God doesn't know what He's doing. Stop believing that He has forgotten about me. Stop assuming that he doesn't know have a clue what has been going on in my life over the last two years.
I have somehow assumed that since He has "forgotten" about me, I can choose to not remember or celebrate who HE is or His birth. As I sit here at my sister's house with two sleeping parents and a dog that is snoring down the house; I find myself ashamed that I have allowed two years to go by expecting God to do something or move somehow in my life because "He's suppose to" and not thanking Him for every single blessing that He has shown me over the last two years. I know my timing is not God's timing. And like how most people would feel, that can be frustrating! I do know when the time comes God will shake up my world again, in a way that is so unexplainable to the human mind - but not to Him. So I will continue to remind myself that God is who He says He is. And this season, is worth celebrating who He is, not who Camille is. God's provision has always been there. ALWAYS. Without fail. And for that, I am grateful. And even tomorrow morning as I run down the stairs to see what "Santa" brought me, I will be remembering that my Saviour came to this Earth for little, sarcastic, loves to laugh, loud, made in His image Camille. And that, is worth celebrating.
Merry Christmas Everyone!
xoxo
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Legend, Epic Fail, Hipsters and Hashtags
It's been forever since I last blogged, and I've recently decided that I need to get back into this so why not start off with a few of my least favourite things?
I couldn't sleep last night because my brain could not stop spinning and thinking about the loads of things that drive me INSANE!!! So much so that I had to get up and write them all down so I would not forget them when I decided to blog about them today.
So here goes . . .
I'm so sick of people calling other people legends. Do you even know what a legend is? It's not someone who writes a feel good worship song that we sing on Sundays and then the rest of the week they don't live the life that they wrote out in their song. That's annoying. You're not a legend to me, you're a fake. You're welcome!
Why do people say "epic fail" all the time? What's the purpose of emphasizing the fact that it was "epic"? Who cares?! Also, why do you have to even say "fail"? Really? Fail? Does that somehow make you ridiculously hip or current?
Speaking of hip. HIPSTER?! WHAT IS THAT?! Is a hipster someone who wears skinny jeans with deep V t-shirts revealing that oh so unattractive chest hair? Not to mention the boots with the undone laces, topping it off with a beanie on their head because they don't want to wash their hair? Not for me friends! Not for me! That's all I'm saying.
Oh hashtags! I must say, I have fallen victim the the hashtag nation. But to be completely honest, I have NO IDEA what it means. I don't have twitter for the mere reason that I don't really get it. I mean facebook seems to work the same way and the whole having to get 100 friends on there for it to even make sense doesn't really appeal to me. I also don't need to follow Kim Kardashian that much that I need to see what she's saying on twitter. It all just seems like a lot of work and I don't really have the energy to keep up with twits. Or tweets. Or whatever they're called. I can say on instagram (my new obsession lately) I hashtag away only because I think my pictures are THAT GOOD! However, I get annoyed when people hashtag on facebook! I mean where do those hashtags go?! Into another virtual computer world that you need to set up another media account to view?! It's all too much!
So with all that said:
#youarenotalegend #ihatewhenpeoplesayepicfail #hipstersarenothip #whatsthedealwithhashtags
Til we meet again!
I couldn't sleep last night because my brain could not stop spinning and thinking about the loads of things that drive me INSANE!!! So much so that I had to get up and write them all down so I would not forget them when I decided to blog about them today.
So here goes . . .
I'm so sick of people calling other people legends. Do you even know what a legend is? It's not someone who writes a feel good worship song that we sing on Sundays and then the rest of the week they don't live the life that they wrote out in their song. That's annoying. You're not a legend to me, you're a fake. You're welcome!
Why do people say "epic fail" all the time? What's the purpose of emphasizing the fact that it was "epic"? Who cares?! Also, why do you have to even say "fail"? Really? Fail? Does that somehow make you ridiculously hip or current?
Speaking of hip. HIPSTER?! WHAT IS THAT?! Is a hipster someone who wears skinny jeans with deep V t-shirts revealing that oh so unattractive chest hair? Not to mention the boots with the undone laces, topping it off with a beanie on their head because they don't want to wash their hair? Not for me friends! Not for me! That's all I'm saying.
Oh hashtags! I must say, I have fallen victim the the hashtag nation. But to be completely honest, I have NO IDEA what it means. I don't have twitter for the mere reason that I don't really get it. I mean facebook seems to work the same way and the whole having to get 100 friends on there for it to even make sense doesn't really appeal to me. I also don't need to follow Kim Kardashian that much that I need to see what she's saying on twitter. It all just seems like a lot of work and I don't really have the energy to keep up with twits. Or tweets. Or whatever they're called. I can say on instagram (my new obsession lately) I hashtag away only because I think my pictures are THAT GOOD! However, I get annoyed when people hashtag on facebook! I mean where do those hashtags go?! Into another virtual computer world that you need to set up another media account to view?! It's all too much!
So with all that said:
#youarenotalegend #ihatewhenpeoplesayepicfail #hipstersarenothip #whatsthedealwithhashtags
Til we meet again!
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Ice Cream vs. Fresh Fruit
I hate the mall. Let me start off with that.
I'm not the girl who likes to go shopping.
Not the girl who could spend hours in the mall.
Not the girl who likes to try on clothes and carry tons of shopping bags around like I'm Cher from Clueless.
NOT the girl who would even brave the mall on a SATURDAY AFTERNOON!
No.
I'm the girl who always has a plan. Goes in with a list of things I NEED to get. Then I'm done.
Yesterday I decided to just spend some time with the roommates (A.K.A: parents) and head to the mall with them. No reason really. But felt adventurous. :)
As we walked around the very crowded mall I found myself feeling like a 12 year old girl again when we came up to the ice cream store. Begging my mom for a sweet treat, we walked over and I got some frozen yogurt and she sampled her favourite, "Rum Raisin"
Walking around the mall enjoying my cold treat I heard a man's voice right beside me. I turned to my right and saw the MOST ATTRACTIVE man I have ever seen in my life! I was focused on him I realized we were in step together. Mr. Hunky was on the phone when he looked over to me and pointed to my face. I looked back and flashed a smile his way saying, "sorry what?" To which he in then pulled his phone off his ear and said, "um, you have something on your face." and kept walking.
There I stood. Man of my dreams walking away while I wiped the raspberry frozen yogurt off my face.
Sigh.
About a few minutes later I bumped into some friends.
Introducing my friends to my mom, my one friend was explaining to me how hungry she was and had to stop to get a fruit smoothie.
My mom turns to her and says, "Thats great hunny. But you should really try and eat fruit in it's original form. A real banana, or apple. Orange." My sweet friend looked at Carol like, huh? Partly because she probably couldn't understand what she was saying because of my moms slight accent. Or that moms was talking softly.
When I clued into what my mom was saying, I turned to her and said, "This said by the woman who's eating rum raisin ICE CREAM!"
My mom replied with, "Camitshka! I have been craving this for years!"
Right ma. Right!
The trials of the Boodhoo woman!
Walking around the mall enjoying my cold treat I heard a man's voice right beside me. I turned to my right and saw the MOST ATTRACTIVE man I have ever seen in my life! I was focused on him I realized we were in step together. Mr. Hunky was on the phone when he looked over to me and pointed to my face. I looked back and flashed a smile his way saying, "sorry what?" To which he in then pulled his phone off his ear and said, "um, you have something on your face." and kept walking.
There I stood. Man of my dreams walking away while I wiped the raspberry frozen yogurt off my face.
Sigh.
About a few minutes later I bumped into some friends.
Introducing my friends to my mom, my one friend was explaining to me how hungry she was and had to stop to get a fruit smoothie.
My mom turns to her and says, "Thats great hunny. But you should really try and eat fruit in it's original form. A real banana, or apple. Orange." My sweet friend looked at Carol like, huh? Partly because she probably couldn't understand what she was saying because of my moms slight accent. Or that moms was talking softly.
When I clued into what my mom was saying, I turned to her and said, "This said by the woman who's eating rum raisin ICE CREAM!"
My mom replied with, "Camitshka! I have been craving this for years!"
Right ma. Right!
The trials of the Boodhoo woman!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
This and That...That and This....
It's been a while since I last wrote. So here is just some random thoughts.
1. Here is a list of my favourite T.V shows right now, in no particular order:
Off the Map
Mike and Molly
Hawaii Five-0
Glee
Vampire Diaries
Outsourced
The Office
2. Things that bother me:
When people try and explain something to me that they know nothing about!
When I see pet owners let their dogs pee on my trash can. Or don't pick up their poo. Here's a little tip, do it again on our lawn and I'll throw Eddie's poo on yours!!
3. I really like the show "Dog the Bounty Hunter". My favourite part is when Dog and the family pray before they go hunt someone. Then swear all throughout the episode! Then close again in prayer! It's the best!
4. I would like to go to one of Oprahs shows. Not a serious show. Like parents trapping their kids in dog cages, or where she has celebrities I don't know or like. But one where she just gives away free stuff! Yeah we all want that, but I REALLY REALLY want that!!
5. I love having LONG, BLACK hair. Love it. Basically, I lose sleep when I know I'm going for a haircut. LOVE it afterwards, but it's a huge stress to me.
6. I'm not a babysitter. I don't like kids. They give me hives. Ok not ALL kids but most kids. Working in a daycare, or as a teacher is not for me.
YA HEAR ME MA?!? NOT FOR ME!
:)
7. Today I'm craving heaven. Everything about it. It's just been on my mind for the last couple of days. What it must be like. Who's there. What they're doing. Jesus. I LONG to see Jesus.
1. Here is a list of my favourite T.V shows right now, in no particular order:
Off the Map
Mike and Molly
Hawaii Five-0
Glee
Vampire Diaries
Outsourced
The Office
2. Things that bother me:
When people try and explain something to me that they know nothing about!
When I see pet owners let their dogs pee on my trash can. Or don't pick up their poo. Here's a little tip, do it again on our lawn and I'll throw Eddie's poo on yours!!
3. I really like the show "Dog the Bounty Hunter". My favourite part is when Dog and the family pray before they go hunt someone. Then swear all throughout the episode! Then close again in prayer! It's the best!
4. I would like to go to one of Oprahs shows. Not a serious show. Like parents trapping their kids in dog cages, or where she has celebrities I don't know or like. But one where she just gives away free stuff! Yeah we all want that, but I REALLY REALLY want that!!
5. I love having LONG, BLACK hair. Love it. Basically, I lose sleep when I know I'm going for a haircut. LOVE it afterwards, but it's a huge stress to me.
6. I'm not a babysitter. I don't like kids. They give me hives. Ok not ALL kids but most kids. Working in a daycare, or as a teacher is not for me.
YA HEAR ME MA?!? NOT FOR ME!
:)
7. Today I'm craving heaven. Everything about it. It's just been on my mind for the last couple of days. What it must be like. Who's there. What they're doing. Jesus. I LONG to see Jesus.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Things that amuse me
This is my opinion on things...you don't have to like them or even accept them...but they're MINE and this is MY blog...just clarifying this for anyone who doesn't like it! :)
#1
My parents talk to our dog Eddie like he's going to answer them back. Instead he tilts his head to the side and looks at them funny.
#2
Before judgement starts, I love reality TV. I can't tell you how excited I am that we have the E! channel now! Kendra, Keeping Up With the Kardashians, E! News. But I've always loved shows like:The Bachelor, MTV Shows, The Biggest Loser, and Big Brother you know, those shows!
Right now, the best line I heard on The Bachelor is:
"I quit my job, I spent a fortune on new clothes and gowns! I just can't wait for him to see me for who I really am!"
Um-what?! Does that even make sense here folks?!
#3
So I read in a magazine in the grocery store today that Jake Gyllenhaal broke up with Tayor Swift and now she's falling apart.
Sigh. Okay.
3a: Jake, have you not learned? This chick is going to write a bad song about you, and you say your broke up with her cause you don't like the publicity? How about a song that's going to be around FOREVER?!?!
3b:Tay-Tay-That's what you get for playin with the big boys!!! Find someone who's your age gyal! :) That's all! Now, get in the studio and write a song bout this! Make your monies yo!
#4
Back to Reality TV. One day I caught my dad watching Teen Mom. No. Not like flipping through the channels, like seriously concerned with what was happening on this show. Like he was troubled with these teens having babies.
#5
My rendition of "The Christmas Song" is probably the best version you will EVER hear! Only a select few have had the privilege.
#1
My parents talk to our dog Eddie like he's going to answer them back. Instead he tilts his head to the side and looks at them funny.
#2
Before judgement starts, I love reality TV. I can't tell you how excited I am that we have the E! channel now! Kendra, Keeping Up With the Kardashians, E! News. But I've always loved shows like:The Bachelor, MTV Shows, The Biggest Loser, and Big Brother you know, those shows!
Right now, the best line I heard on The Bachelor is:
"I quit my job, I spent a fortune on new clothes and gowns! I just can't wait for him to see me for who I really am!"
Um-what?! Does that even make sense here folks?!
#3
So I read in a magazine in the grocery store today that Jake Gyllenhaal broke up with Tayor Swift and now she's falling apart.
Sigh. Okay.
3a: Jake, have you not learned? This chick is going to write a bad song about you, and you say your broke up with her cause you don't like the publicity? How about a song that's going to be around FOREVER?!?!
3b:Tay-Tay-That's what you get for playin with the big boys!!! Find someone who's your age gyal! :) That's all! Now, get in the studio and write a song bout this! Make your monies yo!
#4
Back to Reality TV. One day I caught my dad watching Teen Mom. No. Not like flipping through the channels, like seriously concerned with what was happening on this show. Like he was troubled with these teens having babies.
#5
My rendition of "The Christmas Song" is probably the best version you will EVER hear! Only a select few have had the privilege.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Starbucks vs. Timmys
Thought this would be interesting.....
I tried to google the closest Starbucks to me, here is what I found.
I tried to google the closest Starbucks to me, here is what I found.
Then I googled Tim Hortons. Big difference!
Conversations with Friends....
I hope everyone has friends like I do.
My girlfriends are great. There really isn't anyone else I'd rather stay up late talking to, go on road trips, laugh until your stomach hurts with.
Here is a sample of conversations we have had with each other.
Boxing day (day after Christmas which is like Black Friday in the U.S. ) my girls and I went shopping at Shoppers Drug Mart. For my American friends its the equivalent to Walgreens.
Arlene saw a picture of Mariah Carey which led to this conversation:
Arlene: "Guy! What's up with Mariah Carey. Why she so fat?!?"
The girls: "It's cause she's pregnant guy!"
Arlene: "Oh. I mean. Well. Um."
At the cottage Anna, Kalesha and I were taking a walk. It was wet and muddy.
Me: "Have you ever wanted to squish your hands in mud?"
Anna/Kals: "What?! Ew no!"
Me: "Yeah. Me either."
We went shopping in Buffalo for Family Day. As we were sitting in the food court, Anna was looking for something in her purse.
Lisa: "Anna. You need money? I HAVE LOTS!"
Us: "WHAT?!"
Lisa: (realizes people have stopped to look at her) "I mean, I have lots of coins. Dollar bills!" (clutches her purse)
More to come as the days go on....
My girlfriends are great. There really isn't anyone else I'd rather stay up late talking to, go on road trips, laugh until your stomach hurts with.
Here is a sample of conversations we have had with each other.
Boxing day (day after Christmas which is like Black Friday in the U.S. ) my girls and I went shopping at Shoppers Drug Mart. For my American friends its the equivalent to Walgreens.
Arlene saw a picture of Mariah Carey which led to this conversation:
Arlene: "Guy! What's up with Mariah Carey. Why she so fat?!?"
The girls: "It's cause she's pregnant guy!"
Arlene: "Oh. I mean. Well. Um."
At the cottage Anna, Kalesha and I were taking a walk. It was wet and muddy.
Me: "Have you ever wanted to squish your hands in mud?"
Anna/Kals: "What?! Ew no!"
Me: "Yeah. Me either."
We went shopping in Buffalo for Family Day. As we were sitting in the food court, Anna was looking for something in her purse.
Lisa: "Anna. You need money? I HAVE LOTS!"
Us: "WHAT?!"
Lisa: (realizes people have stopped to look at her) "I mean, I have lots of coins. Dollar bills!" (clutches her purse)
More to come as the days go on....
My mom is funnier than your mom!
My mom is the best. No seriously, she's the best. She has a way of not only making you feel special, but she makes me laugh all the time. If you've never met her then I think you're missing out!
Here are just a few day to day conversations she and I have had over the last couple of months that I think I should share.....FYI: My mom calls me Camitshka.....
convo #1
This conversation happened one afternoon when we both were getting on each other's nerves.
me: "mom. you left your pill over there on the table"
mom: "you want it?"
me: "what is it?"
mom: "it's a chill pill"
convo #2
My mom lived in England for a long time before she was married. Every now and then her British accent comes out. When she's mad, talks to someone else who has a British accent or when she's telling a story that she's passionate about.
My moms likes to tell me stories about conversations shes had with other people. So over lunch one day she was telling me a serious story and her "british" accent came.
So I stopped her and said: "Ma. did you say that to him with that accent too?"
To which she replied: "I can't help it Camitshka!"
Convo #3
I had gone downstairs to get something and my mom was just sitting on the couch starring at her feet so I said:
"Ma. whatcha doing? ma. ma. whatcha doing?"
She then looks up at me and says: "I'm actually up on a ladder painting! what does it look like im doing?!"
Me: I don't know ma thats why I asked!"
Convo #4
I went back into the house and said: "Ma! you wanted me to steal someone elses trash can that you "watched rolled down our drive way"
To which she replied dryly: "Camitshka okay okay....oh. When you go back upstairs, theres a little bottle of chill pills by my bed. take a few"
Here are just a few day to day conversations she and I have had over the last couple of months that I think I should share.....FYI: My mom calls me Camitshka.....
convo #1
This conversation happened one afternoon when we both were getting on each other's nerves.
me: "mom. you left your pill over there on the table"
mom: "you want it?"
me: "what is it?"
mom: "it's a chill pill"
convo #2
My mom lived in England for a long time before she was married. Every now and then her British accent comes out. When she's mad, talks to someone else who has a British accent or when she's telling a story that she's passionate about.
My moms likes to tell me stories about conversations shes had with other people. So over lunch one day she was telling me a serious story and her "british" accent came.
So I stopped her and said: "Ma. did you say that to him with that accent too?"
To which she replied: "I can't help it Camitshka!"
Convo #3
I had gone downstairs to get something and my mom was just sitting on the couch starring at her feet so I said:
"Ma. whatcha doing? ma. ma. whatcha doing?"
She then looks up at me and says: "I'm actually up on a ladder painting! what does it look like im doing?!"
Me: I don't know ma thats why I asked!"
Convo #4
My mom called my cell from the house phone to ask me to go outside and get the trash can that she had "watched roll down the driveway" across the street. so I went downstairs, threw on my shoes, coat and went outside. It turns out our trash can was sitting right there on the side of the house.
I went back into the house and said: "Ma! you wanted me to steal someone elses trash can that you "watched rolled down our drive way"
Her reply was: "Camitshka, i saw it roll!"
I said: "Ma! ours is right here!!!"
To which she replied dryly: "Camitshka okay okay....oh. When you go back upstairs, theres a little bottle of chill pills by my bed. take a few"
This was just a typical friday.
Convo #6
When my mom and I get into it. Her favourite line is this:
"Been there. Done that. Bought the t-shirt. Doesn't fit!"
Hope at least one of those made you smile or laugh!!
Welcome to My World!
Hey!
I've been told a few times that I should write down some of my ideas, thoughts and family/friend stories. So here we go. Nothing life changing or inspirational, but hope you enjoy this ride I'm on called life, and if you find yourself laughing at any story, then I have done my job!
Cheers!!
I've been told a few times that I should write down some of my ideas, thoughts and family/friend stories. So here we go. Nothing life changing or inspirational, but hope you enjoy this ride I'm on called life, and if you find yourself laughing at any story, then I have done my job!
Cheers!!
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