tales of a silly-heart

I am a silly-heart, and these are my stories.

Monday, October 31, 2005

day-glo spandex and a clashing sweatband

I gave blood today. I've never done that before. And- strange as it may sound- it is something I've always wanted to do. I've never minded needles, or even the sight of blood all that much, so I just thought that it would be something I could do to help. It was actually kind of cool. I got a little carsick on the bus on my way home, but otherwise, I feel fit as a fiddle. Actually, being an easy bruiser, I'm kind of excited to see what kind of cool bruise I get.
The weekend was a very good one. I went to my first step aerobic class ever. I felt like I should have been wearing day-glo spandex and a clashing sweatband, but once I walked in I was glad I had resisted my urge to dress according to eighties work out trends. Other than being hopelessly lost in the beginning, I had a great time. It really works you. And after awhile, Tamara and I caught on to most of the steps. I got to spend the afternoon with Stefan, the evening with Tamara, and the late evening with both of them at Bryan T's hockey game. So it was a good Saturday.
Sunday, however, took the cake. Stefan's birthday is on the 3rd of November, so we celebrated a little early. We went to the Imax, and the science gallery at the museum -all the things my little science freak loves- and then for dinner at this wonderful Italian place on Stafford (Spuntino Cafe...go there if you're ever in Winnipeg!). We picked up some cheesecake and caught a cheap movie (the theatre has become our hangout lately, with Stefan working weekend evenings, and midnight movies being our only workable form of weekend dates). We finished up the night cuddling in my basement. We both had a wonderful time. *sigh* If anybody wants to see his birthday present, I'm sure he'd be more than happy to threaten you with it.
So that was my weekend. No homework was accomplished whatsoever...well that's not quite true. I think I worked for 15 minutes or so.
Now today is Halloween, and I must fly for there is dressing up to be done! Tamara and I decided that we should dress up to hand out candy to the children of the neighbourhood. There is a gorgeous tiara of plastic, purple gems and feathers waiting for me upstairs. Tamara has put her creativity to work and made a tutu, so there will be a ballerina and a princess handing out candy this evening. And if Tamara's friend joins us, there will be a fairy as well. Talk about a girly household! Should be a good time.

Until next time...

PS- Did you know that 488 years ago today, Martin Luther tacked the 95 Theses to the door of a church in Whittenburg, Germany, beginning the Reformation? One little event that sparked a change so great, that in its absence, our faith, security and lives as we know them would have been radically different. Thank you, Mr. Luther.

5 Comments:

  • At 10:55 AM, Blogger Simon said…

    are you sure you shouldn't wear that stuff to aerobics, cause I think it would be cool. Tell Stefan Hippy Birthday from me please, and I'm glad you and Tam handed out candy; I did, too. My costume was SAAN sweats and that wolverine shirt I got from the lost and found @ Bethany. Hey! I'll see you soon!

     
  • At 3:12 PM, Blogger Hailey Beanne said…

    i went to the punkin smash to support my boy in battle of the bands...and im scared to ask stefan about his present. did he tell you my deer story?

     
  • At 9:11 AM, Blogger karina said…

    we bought candy to give out and only three kids came... more chocolate for us!

     
  • At 12:01 PM, Blogger Cordella said…

    hi Caitlin, I was so excited to see your message on my blog:) Just so you know though, yes Martin Luther started the Reformation but he actually promoted the persecution of the Anabaptists (he wasn't to great to the mennonites:)). He thought that anabaptists took it too far and that we needed to be stopped. Anyway, just a little random thought:) (although I think it sounds like a history lecture:)lol)

     
  • At 2:34 PM, Blogger Nathan said…

    If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that Acme crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?

     

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