July 31, 2015


the hubster and my girl left for mexico on wednesday (july 29).

the two of them, along with a team of 40 (youth, adults & a flamingo named Floyd) are driving to Ensenada to serve in a local orphanage. This is the hubster's third "Project Serve Mexico" trip and my girl's first trip!

please keep them in your prayers - for the Hubster as he provides leadership for the team, for safety on the road (canada to mexico is a LONG drive), cohesion & bonding as a team and for energy and joy while serving in the orphanage!

also if you could pray for those of us (spouses & family members) left behind that would be appreciated. they will be gone for 2 weeks so it's a long haul for everyone!

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pink floyd

July 28, 2015


so this is me after i got stung by a wasp yesterday...

i know. clearly a bit dramatic.
but, in my defense, it was no regular, run-of-the-mill sting nor standard reaction.
Oh NO, of course it was NOT NORMAL AT ALL because I am Queen Bee of peculiar and bizarre things happening to me.

(and just so you know, as it turns out, taking selfies is a pretty effective distraction for pain.)

i was out for a walk in our neighbourhood park and a wasp plowed into my face...actually, to be exact, it flew with pin point precision right up under my glasses and got stuck between the arm of my glasses and my temple. No lie. 


clearly, it did not appreciate the shaded UV protection offered by my specs, as it immediately backed its butt into my temple and stung me.

i reacted by screeching loudly, whipping off my glasses & frantically slapping myself upside the head. despite my ninja like moves, the stinging continued & this odd electric shock-like burning pain began rapidly spreading across my face. i had no idea if this was normal or the start of an anaphylactic reaction so i panicked. then i did the next logical thing - i made a bee-line for home...and i did not retreat quietly nor gracefully.

nope. not at all. shrieking trilly, with my arms flailing and karate-chopping the air, i half-walked/half-jogged through the park as fast as my on rubbery, shaky legs could carry me. i left stunned, mouth-gaping park goers in my wake.

i made a spectacular sight. in fact, i'm almost certain i darn near nailed the running style of Phoebe Buffay from Friends

by the time, i haphazardly stumbled into my house, my face was ON FIRE. the pain was radiating into my jaw and the entire left side of my face had this odd numb, swollen, burning sensation. i was sure my face & head must be astronomically puffing up.

i texted the Hubster to come immediately;

'SOS - I got stung by a wasp. in bad pain. come quick. FYI - don't be alarmed but pretty sure my head is swollen the size of a watermelon.'

then i took a deep breath and bravely checked my face in the mirror hanging in our entrance.

there was one, teeny tiny, very minuscule red dot at the sight of the sting.
no swelling. no angry redness. no splotchiness. no hives.
not even one itty bitty bit of puffiness.

i looked nothing like how i felt.
ironic how bug bites have a way of doing that to me.

despite my normal appearance, my face was burning something fierce, so i made a bee-line for an ice pack.

the hubster appeared then. and i told him how that wasp so precisely flew directly into that spot between my head and glasses. and how it stung me and how bad my head was burning and how choked i was that i had NOTHING to show for my pain.

"Like, what are the chances?!" I exclaimed.

to which he dismissively replied, "Actually, that probably happens more often then you'd think."

and i indignantly huffed, "NO WAY! This is NOT normal. This is rare - my experience is UNIQUE. Flukey things ONLY happen to ME. Do NOT take THAT away from me."

and my girl, overhearing our conversation, gasps "AWH poor thing!"

and right as i'm ready to bask in the light of her sympathy she continued,  "She must have been so scared when she got stuck in your glasses.  No wonder she stung you."

The Stinging Take-aways;

  1. my girl values the emotional distress of a wasp more than my physical pain
  2. i have a propensity for acquiring bug bites that give me pain that is invisible to the naked eye
  3. taking selfies is an effective pain management technique
  4. i could be a stunt-double for Lisa Kudrow
  5. i have had very intense noise sensitivity and brain fog for the past week and a bit. interestingly, 6 hours post-sting, those symptoms suddenly lifted. i am now 24 hours post-sting and am still brain fog and noise sensitivity free. coincidence? maybe or maybe not.

i am currently researching bee venom therapy for lyme disease. i'll keep you posted.

July 27, 2015


my girl... with the aquamarine eyes and tender heart that brims with sweet sensitivity & compassion for all living creatures; great or small; furry, feathered or scaled; she loves them all.

 (Kangaroo - 2 weeks out of the pouch)
Kangaroo Creek Farm - Winfield, BC

she is beauty and light and joy amidst suffering and heartache.

she is equal in witty repertoire and insightful musings.

last night she wrapped her arms around my neck, breathed in deep and murmured, "i could just hug you forever. i love you and dad so much. i mean, i have always even deeply liked you guys...but recently i've become aware of how much i deeply value you."

and my heart beat wild and fierce in my chest. and i hugged her tight and wished with all my might that i could freeze time.


i marvel at the gift this one is. and i hope and pray that i can raise her to always deeply value and love herself and the one who created her.