A new look

For whatever reason I was feeling our previous template was a little bit dark and that, because it is now summer, our blog should look like summer too.

a sleepy masterpiece

Against my better judgement I have decided to write a blog. It is 5am and I have been awake all night long and am completely lacking the ability to thinking clearly. And yet I still blog. It is breaktime for me on medicine unit 5echo3 and not wanting to waste precious "downtime" doing homework I have commited myself to writing a masterpiece. I'll be sure to run my spellchecker over it later. I wish there were such things as grammar checkers. I know this may come as some surprise to you all, but even I must resort to a spellchecker every now and then. I have this nifty little electronic dictionary/thesaurus/spell-checker that I have been known to tote around from time to time just in case I ever need to correct someone or appear more brilliant than I really am. During the first few months of owning this silver beauty my friends and family became envious and started referring to me as geeky for possessing such an amazing grammatical tool. I had to keep the dictionary close at hand for fear of someone kidnapping it in a jealous rage. At first I kept it in my purse, but since I often left my purse unattended I became fearful that my poor little gadget was too vunerable. Especially with all my so-called "friends" lurking about. To rectify the situation I purchased a cute little fanny pack so that the dictionary would never have to leave my side, or rather, my fanny. Also, the fanny pack provides quick and easy access in the case that I ever find myself in an emergency situation. The fanny pack has quite a large capacity and can even hold things like water bottles, slap bracelets, and protective eyewear.

In other news, I must report that I am feeling quite ill at the moment. I just ate my supper, or should I say, breakfast and it seems as though my poor little stomach is not up to digesting at this hour. I don't blame it, I do not really want to function at this hour either. And like my stomach, I am finding it difficult to function well. The sick part (excuse the pun) is that I typically spend the entire shift forcing myself to stay awake and alert. By the time 7am rolls around and the shift is done I am barely able to form sentences, let alone muster the energy to wipe my drool off the nursing station desk and drag myself to the elevator. It is hard being in an environment where you have to watch people sleep but cannot fall asleep yourself. Anyway, by the time I have walked to my car and made it home without running any cyclists or pedestrians over I find myself starting to wake up. Now this doesn't usually happen until I have pulled onto my street and have turned the ignition off. It is as though I suddenly snap out of a long, fuzzy dream and find myself sitting in my car. I usually find it hard to recall the details of my trip home, but I assume that I haven't hit anyone or anything because there are no dog leashes or bits of clothing or buildings stuck to my car. And although I can hear the sirens around me, I have yet to receive a visit from any of the friendly neighborhood police officers. I think I am doing pretty good so far, after my mom would finish a shift at the hospital she would almost always come home with deer bits all over the hood of the car. It was only a matter of time before she came home with people bits on the car.
So as I was saying, by the time I get home I am wide awake and practically bouncing off the walls. The sun is shining and there are so many distractions...and yet, I know that if I don't force myself to go to bed I will probably end up falling down my stairs in a fit of narclepsy later on. My poor body gets so confused on nightshifts.

Well, I am having trouble focusing on the screen so I should end this here. That and I am starting to drool on the keyboard and fear that I might electrocute myself. Good thing I am in the hospital already.

Good night or good morning. I am not sure.

the transrockies

My brother Matt and Rocky (the guy who owns the RockHard gym from our hometown) signed up to do the TransRockies Race this summer...best of luck to them!

Beautiful Ladies (Beautiful Girls) - Opihi Pickers

another song that frequented our radio while on the island. this video is kind of funny...

Ziggy Marley - Beach in Hawaii

This video is cool for a couple of reasons. First, because this song is the one we frequently listened to while cruising around the island. And second, the video was shot by some random guy and most the places he shows are the places we visited while there. His cliff jumping shot was filmed at South Point where we also went cliff jumping. Anyway, gotta love ziggy.

on the beach in hawaii

With time zipping by at the speed of light, it has already been more than a week since we returned from our hawaii trip. In a way it both saddens and excites me. While I really miss being in hawaii, if time is going by fast it means that I will be on my (tentative) sea kayaking trip in July. Although the downside to this is that it too will be over quickily. Also, I don't want to wish away the spring and summer months as they are so rare up here in the artic north. For example, the day before it was warm and sunny, today it is cold and sucking...I mean snowing. Snowing all over the place. Snow on the dead brown grass, snow on the pinic table, snow in my face...it is getting into everything! Including my plans for summer weather.
Anyway, I am going to go back into my happy place and recount some of the details of the hawaii trip while it is still fresh in my sleep-deprived mind. So, the weather was perfect. It was a constant 28 - 30 degrees everyday - just enough to singe every part of my exposed epidermis. Warm enough to dehydrate me to the point of sun stroke (I should have known better, but it's been so long since I last saw the sun that I forgot its potential...). We went snorkling, hiked down through a tropical forest to a cove and watched surfers surf 10 foot waves, ate lots of wonderful local fruit, drank coffee (sadly even with Kona's 'best coffee in the world' we still managed to locate a starbucks on the island), perused through all the farmer's markets, swam with the sea turtles, mocked american tourists, watched amazing sunsets every night, slayed us some coconuts, cliff jumped, played with geckos...the list goes on. We did alot of cruising around in Lewis's Land Rover listening to all the relaxing, drug-inspired island music. For that short week it seemed perfect and just what the doctor ordered. We put on our flip flops and sunscreen (but not enough apparently) and momentarily forgot about life back home.
Then we arrived home back to our snowy, cold reality. Luckily though, it is April and we can still look forward to spring and summer. And maybe our summers aren't filled with tropical flowers and palm trees, but to me summer in Canada can be just as beautiful. Anyone wanting to argue with that comment go and hike the West Coast Trail first and then get back to me.

jenna

Native Hawaiian now

I am back from Paradise. I have a really lovely tan to prove it. Sun-burn faded into sun tan. Just to clarify something, my Hawaiian name is not the ridiculous one that Jenna made up for me. She thought she was soo funny. Kakalimu Jenna!


It was a very good time. I would like to live there in a tree house in the Tropical forest. I could live off fresh fruit from my backyard forest and swim in the ocean to stay clean. I would drink Kava and slay coconuts which i would then use to make bowls and spoons. I would make coffee from the coffee bean trees and pineapple juice from pineapples in the ground.

I shall add some pics to share with the world.


I am still tired from the overnight flight. I shoudl have left a day after for sleeping. It is only 6pm in Kona and so my body is exhausted and confused.


Good night!

Anna