I fell off the wagon

Day the Thirtieth:

Due to having an actual life and junk, I fell off the BEDA wagon. I did stay up for 23 1/2 hours to watch a wedding though. I thought it was beautiful, and had a small moment of wishing I had  a budget that could get me a choir like that. If I had to break down into percentages why I was watching the Royal Wedding it would read something like this:

40% the music.
40% because they are my monarchy, becasue it was a spectacle, because someting like that might not roll around in my lifetime again, becasue of the history
20% to see the dress.

So there you have it, my reasons for being stupid and fall off a wagon.

The END.

Of BEDA

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Trials

Day the Twenty-seventh:

Don't bother reading this. I am simply putting letters after one another to make random words that are then formed into what looks like intelligent sentences. This is false. They are barely coherent.

Trials and tribulations. That phrase, I find, is most fitting to the little problems in life. I am a boring and currently busy, person. And tired. I have no words to share, but because I said I would blog every day all month, I am rambling onwards about have nothing to ramble about. They have words for people like me. I think the most fitting one for right now is stupid. I should just go to bed and not mind that I didn't post tonight. Instead, I write this.

Sigh.

Night all. Geronimo

I'm counting down

Day the Twenty-sixth:

As much as BEDA has been fun, I want to take a day off and not feel bad. There is an Opera tonight. So that should be educational. But really, without effort I have very little to share. My brain has been sucked dry. Or that could simply be too much sugar.

Ta-ta for now.

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One of my philosophies

Day the Twenty-fifth:

I have rainy music, and sunny music, and happy music, and tired music, and grumpy music, and cleaning music, and baking music. But I study with whatever I am craving, which generally means one of the aforementioned.

One of the many philosophies I have formed is that by and large, most problems are easier to fix with good music playing. My currant position in life means that I get to form philosophies and they aren't destroyed, yet.

In my case anyway, I can fix most moods that aren't related to not singing, with good music and protein. Or, at the very least talking them out hurt less with music and food.

I was only thinking about this because I am slightly overfed (this is not my fault, some foods simply can not be denied) and have been rejoicing in Easter music. Life is a beautiful thing.

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BEDA was not...

Day the Twenty-fourth:

BEDA was not designed by a Catholic. It's Easter. I am not going to take the time to write interesting stuff, when I could be hanging with my family and eating sticky buns. Just isn't going to happen.

He is Risen, Alleluia.

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If I had a Tardis

Day the Twenty-third:

History is were my time would be spent.

I want to hear what ancient Egyptian sounded like. Ever since I studied Egypt, and found out that we can read the hieroglyphs because of the Rosetta Stone, not because we actually can speak it, I have wanted to hear it.

The time of the dinosaurs. Don't tell me that giant things aren't cool.

To be in England for the repercussions of 1066 would be amazing.

Just once I think, maybe, I would go into the future. My interest really lies in the past.

The time of Christ. Can you imagine a chance to BE there?

I want to see a claymore in action. Hear the evolution of the English language. Meet Chesterton.  And St. Joan of Arc. Find out what actually was going on during Bloody Mary's reign without the propaganda. See one of Shakespeare's plays while he was alive. Hear a Palestrina Mass just after it had been written. Have a reason to ride sidesaddle.

So many things and places, this list is endless.

Series six of Doctor Who starts in less than two hours.

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Agnus Dei

Day the Twenty-second:
It's Good Friday.
This is the only hard part of BEDA. And I forget how to do pictures. So imagine a lovely photo below.

I'm out.

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P.S. I will be back tomorrow.

Lamb

Day the Twenty-first:

My life is largely food-centric. You might notice this. Anyway, today is the day we eat lamb and flat bread. Traditions are beautiful, and I love them, but sometimes I wished that I liked the food involved. Don't misunderstand me. Flat bread is lovely. I have a minor problem with lamb.

Not a large problem. It's just not on my favorite food list. The list of dislikes is short, thanks to taste bud changes in my late teens, but I still don't fully appreciate lamb. I was hoping I would. Yet, Easter rolls around every year, and my mouth proves impossible to budge. Am I this stubborn about everything? Sheesh, I hope not.

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I had a day

Day the Twentieth:

I had an uninspiring day. Just a day. I am sure God was with me throughout my day, but nothing else to sing about happened. That came out wrong. My Lord is all I need to sing about. Just... You know. A day.

Little things happened. Like a friend came over to tell me about her new formal dress. And I went to work. A book was dropped off, it is a book of short stories all about dragons. My dresses shipped from Shabby Apple. If you have never checked them out, do so. http://www.shabbyapple.com/

A little day. And now it is over, so I am going to bed. The place of rest and rejuvenation.

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I crave spice

Day the Nineteenth:

I get hit with an overwhelming desire for exotic food. Different, spicy, new to my mouth. But by the time I have finished cooking it, the smells are familiar, I know what I put in it. I want a surprise. A hot spicy surprise. I want it shocking.

Or a really sticky cinnamon bun. But that is for Sunday.

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Before I Sleep

Day the Eighteenth:
Castles take years to build. Mine has been under construction approximately four years now. There is a sure fire way for me to catapulte myself into dreamland. I work on my house.

Some things have been super glued into fact. The library in my house is fashioned after the one in "Beauty and the Beast" only smaller and more intimate, but the same idea. The kitchen is an open floor plan. The Master shower is an entire tiled room , with about six shower heads. I could explane it all but I wont. I could also have it drawn up, but it's not finished in my mind yet. Things keep changing.

There are a couple things in flux. The colours that I use. Some days they are bold and strong, others they are in greys and creams and light blues. The fabrics follow the same trend as the colours. On the days the colours are strong and saturated the fabrics are heavier and textured. On the days the colours soothing, the fabrics become lighter, they flow with the breeze, they have movement.

And the size of the yard and garden changes. One thing that never changes about the garden is the wall. Made of stone. Stone is beautiful. It speaks of age and eternity. In my baby of a country we don't understand stone quite the way I would like. Or it wouldn't be so dang expensive. The garden is sometimes large and mostly lawn and other times it is a small herb garden, and on the wall are climbing roses. It just keeps going back and forth.

I have an AGA stove in my kitchen. In fact I have many expensive things in this home of mine, but none so expensive as kids. And they are always there. I try to steer clear of them and just think about colours and fabrics. And by the time I have decided that I should line the border with lavender, I have fallen asleep.

Blue Castles come in different styles. That is a peak at mine.

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Vitamin D

Day the Seventeenth:
I think my entire island is suffering from vitamin D deficiency. The instant the sun comes out everyone get happy. Truth is a little like that. There is a strong correlation in my mind between Sun and Son. The one of God. That one. People get happy in a similar way.

This is a big week. I have a tendency to fluctuate between grateful and baffled. Why EXACTLY did God die for me? I'm awful. And then I get a shot of God's vitamin D and remember.

He loves me.

Am I the only one who has to repeat that often, and out loud, just to try and grasp a minute particle of that statement?

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P.S. I think my typing is getting better.

Material Girl

Day the Sixteenth:
So as most Saturdays happen lately, Mum and I got to go shopping. With a friend. In the past five or so years I have relaxed into the whole shopping thing. It stopped being torture, and just became a pain. But sometimes a truly fun thing can happen. Today, I gave into temptation. I have wanted for years a pair of All-Star shoes. That wish got filled. They are purple.

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It's thing Friday

Day the Fifteenth:

Thing one:
I found Doctor Who on real Television!!! Private fan girl squee! OK, I'm good. The new season is premiering on time, in Canada. Aren't you excited?

Thing two:
I was reading Conversion Diary this morning and found out that I am not the only one wildly disappointed with my lent. It has been kind of dead beat. I can think of nothing that is drastically spiritually better.

Thing three:
In an effort to aid study, I try to get poetry stuck in my head instead of songs that have no business to be in there. Words without melody simply don't have the same catch. Neither do history dates I am sad to report.

Thing four:
Last night I wished I liked beer. It could have been the perfect ending. So far, though, I remain a hopeless case.

Thing five:
I watch dance every chance I get. Both parents look at me and shake their heads, they so don't get it. I blame them anyway. I was in dance class at the ripe old age of  three.
This passion shows up in different ways. Figure skating. I am an avid fan. For the entire competition season I can tell you when the shows will be broadcast. I will watch them all. Dance at music festival. I have gone to Provincials twice and gone to watch twice. My clearest memory of Prince George, my first provincial experience, was the day I got off, and was allowed to choose what I wanted to do. I dragged my mother to watch dance. She just looked puzzled. I had many good singers to go and see and I wanted to watch dance? Yup, I like dance. Does not mean I am any good though.

Thing six:
Easter is almost here. Singing in three masses in three days is nerve wracking. I always like time to practice. Not going to get much. I am not claiming that I have to put in any where near the time father does though. God bless all priests over the Triduum.

Thing seven:
If any one sees this past week could you send it back to me. I was thinking about giving a second shot. Maybe if I do the same week twice I can keep track of it. Worth a try.

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I have nothing to say.

Day the Fourteenth:
Literally. I have nothing to say. Nothing kills my independent thought like eight hours of work. But I should say something.

Hey! Wanna talk about the weather? Today's weather was beyond odd. It was sunny when I got up. Here I was thinking, "oooooooooooo Spring"! and then it began to pour. It was raining like no ones business. And people kept walking in to the store saying there was snow on the Malahat. Stupid weather.

OK. I talked.

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Cookie express

Day the Thirteenth:
There should be a cookie express that drives around offering cookies to the people who normaly make them and want the day off, and still need a cookie.

How about a Cookie List?

1. Oatmeal Raisin. I simply can't feel guilty eating this one. It tastes like breakfast.
2. Peanut Butter. Dense and crumbly and, and, just good. The taste of eternal childhood.
3. Chocolate Chip. Because there can never be enough chocolate. Ever.
4. Whipped Shortbread. One of the only cookies I can ever remember my mother making. She used the recipe that her mother used. The grandmother I never met. This is a special cookie.
5. No Bake Cookies. IF they ever make it to the freezer their awesome, but really, cookie on a spoon, anyone?

There are so many but those are the only ones that get eaten regularly around here.

I think I have to make Peanut Butter cookies now. I have a craving.

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Everything's a Bloomin'

 Day the Twelfth:
 It's spring. For the uninitiated, that means pollen. Lots of evil pollen.

Fair warning: I am going to get squicky.

As a singer, I have an unusual relationship with my sinus passages. I clear them out with saline solution, I avoid my favorite foods, and I moan when ever there is abnormal amounts of pollen. I was blessed to receive, at birth, very sensitive skin, and SINUS linings. Yipee!

I could at any given time talk to anyone about the inside of my face. It took a fair bit of time to figure out that when people inquire after my well being, they are not, in fact asking about my nose. But my nose concerns me. And for those who want to know, it is plugged. The snot keeps dropping onto my soft pallet and after about 20 min. I have to struggle to get any lift. In cave man terms; no high notes. I feel like I can't get hydrated. I'm drinking water as if it's going to dry up, and leave the earth bereft. All because of spring. The sun was nice. Nose issues? Not so much.

I enjoyed that. Ranting about this is something that never grows old.

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I have to go make supper

So this is going to be fast. (Not boring)
Day the Eleventh:
I'm having a ball with lists, so a list it will be. As a mentioned yesterday, I like dragon books, so lets do that.

1. The Hobbit. I thought I would start with a classic. Smog was awesomely terrifying. Tolkien was brilliant. (Like you needed me to tell you that.)
2. Everyone Knows What A Dragon Looks Like. Written by Jay Williams. This is a kid's book. My fascination started young.
3. A Dragon in a Wagon. Another kids book. By Lynley Dodd.
4. The Paper Bag Princess. I re-read this book SO many times. By Robert Munsch.
5. Missy Lee.By Arther Ransome. Not technically a dragon book. But there was a very vivid Chinese dragon festival scene, that even though I haven't read this in, oh, fourteen years I can still remember.
6. The Hero and the Crown. By Robin McKinley. This women writes beautiful prose. I actully prefer "The Blue Sword" which come before this in a series. But she's still lovely.
7. Dragonhaven. Also Robin McKinley. I finished this one today. Sigh. Good book.

OK. Now I gotta run.

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April 9th didn't happen

Day the Tenth:
I am a bad blogger. But I'm OK with that. Mostly. April 9th got swallowed. Classes and opera studio and Costco and new jeans took it away from me.

And today is Sunday. So here's to hoping nothing interesting happens that I need to talk about. Other than reading a new book that I bought on Friday. About dragons. Ever since I was little, dragon stories have fascinated me. Some of my favorite kids books were about the lovely scaly, fire breathing, flying creatures.

I am going to go enjoy this feast day.

Ta-ta.

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Book shopping

Day the Eighth:
Thing one:
I participated  in my favorite extra curricular activity today. I went book shopping. Books are beautiful. Book stores are beautiful, too. But, they have a couple annoying things about them. For one, why do I want books they never have?

Thing two:
The scary part of BEDA? Being able to track each day as it goes by. This month is going quickly.

Thing three:
Why is there no repeat button on YouTube?

Thing four:
I made cookies today. I love oatmeal raisin cookies. Their yummy.

Thing five:
It was properly sunny today. Like bonafide springtime. Fantastic! I had to wear my sunglasses. Everyone was happy. We were all ready for vitamin D.

Thing six:
I didn't eat dairy today. Fridays in Lent can be torture without dairy, but I held fast, and I made it. Hooray!

Thing seven:
This was a not real version of a "Seven Quick Takes Friday".
For real version try;
http://www.conversiondiary.com/
The lovely lady who came up with the idea.

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I have two hours

Day the Seventh:
I spent a successful day watching way to much TV, but some things are necessary. I just finished season seven of Buffy. Consequentially my brain is zapped. I have no independent thought.

And the Tangled soundtrack is STILL stuck in my head!

Ta-ta.

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There is time...

You just have to find it.
Day the Sixth:
I know, I know, I kinda skipped yesterday. Oh well.
So I thought I would do another list today. But it need a little back story.  I had a collection of Disney VHS as a child. I watched them so much they disintegrated. Yup, so, now I don't have any of those lovely movies which is sad. So this is the list of Disney movies in the order of which ones I have to buy first.

1. Robin Hood. Golly, I loved this movie. Especially Prince John. He sucked his Thumb. That was love.
2. Beauty and the Beast. The first time I tried to watch this I was 3 and the music they play coming into the Beasts castle scared me so much we had to turn it off. But Chip, anyone? Cute! I now know the entire soundtrack.
3. Tangled. It is a new obsession. What can I say.
4. Cinderella. After watching that movie when I talk to my little brother, whose name is August, I call him Gus-gus.
5. Little Mermaid. I was going to grow up to be the Little Mermaid, because she sand all the time. I was profound.
6. Finding Nemo. Just keep singing. Just keep singing.
7. Snow White. Only for the dwarfs.
8. 101 Dalmatians. Puppies.
9. Bambi. "He can call me flower, I don't mind." Sigh
10. Sleeping Beauty. Because I wanted 10. And I have never seen it from beginning to end.

Well I think that's a good start.

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Books

Day the Fifth:

I have no time to do an interesting blog post today because I have to read as much of my book as I can before I 

have to go to work. Yup, those are my priorities.

 

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Lists

Day the Fourth:
So I'm thinking April goes on all month long. I need a plan. But I don't plan my blog. I didn't even plan on having a blog. See how well my not planning is going? But still, I need a plan. So I thought I could do random lists of stuff. You know, stuff.

 How about I start with my pet peeves. I really like talking about them.

1. Wet Socks. Not wet all over. Just, when you step on a drop of water on the floor, and the sock gets a wet spot on the ball of your foot. Then it sticks and just generally bugs me. Pet peeve.
2. Having a song I hate stuck in my head. I have come to the conclusion that I get an internal soundtrack, regardless of wether I want it or not, just, does it have to be songs I hate?
3. American spell check. I want to spell my words the British way. Would it be too much to ask, to have a British spell check? Yes? Well, bummer.
4. When library's only have three or so book out of five book series. Or, they don't have the book at all. I don't want to buy it if I don't know I like it , but I can't know that I like it, if I can't read it.
5. Canadian publishers who don't publish new books from Australia or England. Catch up already!
6. When they publish a series and change the size and cover design part way through. It makes for uneven shelves. GRRRRRRRRRRR!

Hmm. Books. I love books, but any time there is a close relationship there is more chance for peeves, apperantly. 

"It is a curious thing that people only ask if you are enjoying yourself when you aren't."
Edith Nesbit

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Things Keep Happening

Day the Third:
There is lots planned for April. All of witch takes up a smidgen of brain space, space I don't have to share with stuff. And virtually none of it is really important in the big picture.

Easter is number one. This is the important one.

Number two is the premiere of season six of Doctor Who! This is big. I'm about to pop out of my skin.

Number three is going to involve planning. I can't be the only person I know who wants to watch Prince William and Kate get married. So I want to have a sleepover party, because the wedding will be at 3 am our time. All these things are happening in the space of 7 days. Such fun.

On Books "Far too many relied on the classic formula of a beginning, a muddle, and an end."

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Then to Continue

Day the Second:
All of my Saturdays are spent in Victoria cramming in info that I most desperately need but do not particularly want. Modern Music. Some interesting, mostly ugly. I can say that because it is my opinion.

My class falls over lunch, therefor I exit with huger cravings. Today's was scones. Not just any scones, I wanted spinach and feta cheese scones. Fortunately for me, we had to go grocery shopping after the class was over, so I got beautiful ingredients. My mother likes to feed ingredients to my cravings because she gets yummy stuff out of the bargain. So I made scones for dinner.

That was the entirety of my day. All of it. Well, I saw some friends. But nothing else happened.

"Be content to remember that those who can make omelettes properly can do nothing else."
Hilaire Belloc

(I can't make an omelette.)


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And so to begin

Day the First;
I needed an excuse to stand up and walk away form my history homework. I hate exams. Blargh. On the bright side, I watched Tangled on Wednesday night. I loved it. Thank you Disney, for all those unreal expectations of life. They are so much fun. I adore singing Disney songs at the top of my voice. There is considerable volume involved. Only the people singing with me enjoy this exercise. Understandably.

(Wanna know a secret? My favorite part of Disneyland was sitting in a room waiting for my cousins to finish drawing and watching snatches of the films with their music go by on screens. I think we sat in there for 20 minutes. I knew all the songs. Sigh)

Right, well, I think that was my break. See you tomorrow.

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