Geographical Announcement

After a recent expedition, Colour Island on Lake William is now known as Hollah Back Yo Island.

Please see Amarea's blog for proper documentation of this trip.

Hey, Hey, You, You

I'm getting very sick of being asked about my boyfriend. I've gotten the question a couple times this week.

"Jess, do you have a boyfriend?"

"So, do you have a Romeo coming to your window at night?"

"How could Jessie give you relationship advice? I thought she wasn't really into guys."

No! I don't have a boyfriend and thanks for reminding me. Again. Lately, when people ask I just say, "No, not right now". But I'm considering saying something like, "I did. But he asked me stupid questions so I ate him. Whole." Maybe I'm overreacting and am a little sensitive on the issue right now. I know I won't end up as that old spinster at church. People will never say, "Oh you mean Jessie? Yes. She never found someone. She's just married to Jesus."

Swimming Lessons Talk

On the beach before lessons:
Jessie: Where's your frog?
Kid 1: He died. He went to froggie heaven.
Kelsie: Maybe you shouldn't have been throwing him so high in the air yesterday.
Kid 1: He's actually a grass frog. So I shouldn't have been putting him in the water at all.
Jessie: That'll do it.

Walking in to the water for lessons:
Kid 1: Do you know how the first animal was made?
Jessie: How?
Kid 1: Jesus.
Kid 2: Do you know that if you say "God" that something bad will happen to you?
Jessie: I don't think that's true. You can also say "God" in a good way.
Kid 3: That's why I don't say my prayers anymore. My grandmother told me that if you kick someone by mistake or something, that God will make your foot hurt when you grow up.
Jessie: God isn't like that, you know.
Kid 3: Yes he is. My grandmother said so, and I believe it.
Kid 1: Jesus was a good man. Because he died.
Kid 3: Jesus was a good man. Better than God.
Jessie: Some people believe that Jesus was God.
Kid 1: Jesus is waaaay better than God.
Kid 3: Yeah. He won't make your foot hurt.
Jessie: Ok, everyone, lets do 15 bobs.

All I could think about while the boys were talking was how I want to tell kids about what God is really like. I also wasn't sure what was appropriate to say to these guys about God and what wasn't during swimming lessons. That's something for after class, I think. If you talk about it at all. I think you'd need a relationship with the kids first.

I think I might need to work at a camp next summer.

Shopping Spree

I took Josh shopping for the first time today. I like buying him clothes. He's like my little doll.

Notable Quote:
Josh: "Jessie, you having money is the best thing that has ever happened to me!"

Fellas, Leave Your Girl With Her Friends

I went to the Shoe Shoppe with a friend from church tonite.
A bachelor party was happening.
A man wearing a crown and a purple feather boa came to our table to say hello.
The bachelor.
He had picture perfect teeth.
He was French.
He flirted with us.
I played along.
My sweetie Rebecca was less than amused.
He was collecting the names and numbers of random girls.
On his arm.
His table of cute friends was cheering him on.
He handed me a Sharpie.
I might have written Megha's home number on his forearm in permanent marker.

Cardio Dance Is My Life

Mom and I went to our first Cardio Dance aerobics class tonite. I love it! I can't wait for the next class. My mom was definitely shakin' it to super cool jams like "This is Why I'm Hot". I can't wait until the day when she starts singing along to Rhianna or Nelly Furtado. That would make my life. I could die a happy woman after that. Her and I are going to go to a couple aerobics classes a week from now on. It's super sweet cause I get to go free since I'm still working at the Stadium. Trickiest part of the nite: the box step. I have no idea why I couldn't get it :).

Monday nite at the Stadium. Ladies in Sackville, consider it. Ladies around the world...consider it.

Musical Discovery

I've come across a song that I think I'd like to be part of my wedding in a significant way. I might even want to sing it. Once I find someone to marry. And marry him.

It Is You (I Have Loved)- Dana Glover.

Can Anyone Show Me the Real Jesus?

I like using this blog to help me think things out. I still keep my most personal and emotional things for my diary's eyes only, but I don't mind sharing personal things on here as much as I used to.

I often pray that God would give me opportunities to share the gospel with people. Make that- sometimes I pray that God would give me opportunities to share the gospel with people. Once in awhile, someone tugs at my heart and I really start to pray for their salvation. In those cases, it's not only because I want them to go to heaven when they die. Usually, I just know how much a relationship with God could mean to them if they actually knew Him. I've learned that it is in the times that I pray for someone regularly that God really moves and spiritual conversations happen. This is a pretty simple truth, yet I often don't take advantage of the power of prayer that I have ready for me to use at anytime.

Someone I know recently talked to me about her really rough home life. No one who reads this blog regularly knows her, but I don't really want to say who it is to maintain a bit of privacy. This particular girl has a bad relationship (if you'd call it that) with her father. Hearing the details shook me up. She is so sweet. I like her. I want her to know what a real father is like. I have my own daddy issues that I still haven't completely worked through. Maybe I'll never fully work through them. I hope that hers won't cause her to push God away because I want her to experience a relationship with the most loving, protective, strong, and trustworthy Father that anyone will ever have. I'm going to start praying for her regularly. I'm still learning how to let God fill that void in my life. It's hard, but God means so much to me because of who He is to me.

I would so love for her to meet her Heavenly Father this summer.

I itch.

The Way I Are

First day of my summer job starts 2morrow. Not sure if I'm looking forward to it or not. Thinking of ways to charm the canteen people so they will give me free ice cream and back rubs all summer. Maybe I can bargain with the ducks so they don't invade our swimming area this year. Definitely used my Beach Captain powers to get out of teaching all of the classes that I didn't want to. Trying not to abuse my powers, and they are substantial ;), but it's so tempting.

Another thing that is tempting: Timbaland's new song. Super catchy... don't think I want to know what all the lyrics are.

Happy Canada Day!

I'm proud to be Canadian. But, I think that the US has a better national anthem than us. It's prettier. More emotional.

Between 3am and 5am...

Got up.
Drove with my mom to the airport.
Brought extra grocery bags to bring some of her things home in because both her carry on bags were waaay heavier than 20 pounds.
Waited with her while she got her ticket.
Drove home.
Sped most of the way.
Wondered if I should feel guilty for speeding.
Probably should.
Got a call from my mom just before I pulled in the driveway.
She forgot her toiletries.
Drove back to the airport.
Parked in the taxi lane by mistake.
Drove home.
Tested my little Cavalier, or whatever it is, (aka. Fabio) to see how fast it is capable of going.
Things got a little shaky at 150km/hr and the car started to make a sad noise.
Remembered that I still have the "N" on my licence so endeavours like this might be frowned upon by our governing authorities.
Couldn't remember the terms and requirements of my current licence. Decided that I should probably look them up.
Saw the sun rise. That was pretty.
Got home and couldn't really fall back asleep.

Goodbye Mommy! She doesn't read this blog, btw. Party at my house-all nite, every nite. Just kidding. No, seriously. Haha, kidding. But, seriously.