Words.

It is almost time to start writing again soon.

I can't wait.

There is too much chaos right now, but after Christmas it will be time to write.

So soon.

Soring

So. I was skiing, now I am soring... soreing? Sore-ing... sp...

Anyways. I am not skiing today. Tomorrow I will try again, but today I hope that I get some uh... less pain. Then I can try again.

We will see.

Skiiiiiiiing

So, if you ski just a little bit every day eventually you will get stronger right? This reminds me of a Japanese saying thing. If you plant a tree and then every morning you go and bend if over, when the tree is grown you will be strong. Or something like that.

Well, each day I ski a little, and each day I am getting stronger. My legs are still weak, but and I suppose my everything else is still weak, but I can feel my body getting stronger with every day. I hope to strengthen up my back and get it back into working order. I have to be careful with myself, but, I think that it can be done.

I am also thinking that I should take a week off in January to some out here and ski. Oh, wait. I'm unemployed. Time cleared!

I guess there are some benefits to working part time and being mostly unemployed. Ye haw...

Eve D'Xmas

Christmas Eve is upon us. Merry Christmas alls yalls!

Bella Vista

So, some people out there might know of Bella Vista. Bella Vista is a place in BC with a house that my family is having renovated. The renovations are nearing completion. We are slowly getting through a deficiency list as long as my arm and slowly moving in. We moved ourselves in today. I must say, moving is a lot of work. We have gone back and forth from Akiskinook (where the rest of our stuff resides) a zillion times, and I swear that I have gone up and down the stairs at least two zillion times.

Soon we will be done and get to rest.

Soon.

Multifidus

I suppose it should make sense to me. It was the one muscle that I know I lost. When muscles are in pain they stop working. When muscles stop working they start to degenerate. Give it enough time and the muscle atrophies, becoming mushy and useless.

My right multifidus atrophied.

I thought that my body was recovering well, but I guess it didn’t all get fixed. We went skiing, just one run, and that was enough. I suppose I was still recovering from Badminton (which killed my gluts) but now this. I was ok that day... uh... yesterday (from when I wrote this post), but this morning my multifidus was the most painful muscle on me. Yep. That is some major kind of suck.

I will try skiing again in a few days and try to get my muscles back in working condition. I can’t wait until I am back to where I was (or as close to it as I can get with ye crippled back).

Christmas

I heard a version of this on on Sirius XM. OMG.

This is the original, and a must must must see. Incredible.

Memories

I am blessed to have so many happy memories. Specifically, I have been thinking about my trip across Canada and the last year and a half. I have amazing memories. It saddens me that I will not be making that kind of memory for a while as I have had to part from my better half, but I hope that we will be friends one day and able to make more great memories.

For now, I think, and I smile, but I feel that pain of loss. I know that this has happened. I know that this has happened for a reason. I just wish it was easier to feel that this was right, and to internalize that this was the right decision.

Right now, it just feels hard.

I must wait. Soon today will end. Then tomorrow. Then the next day. Hopefully at the end of all this there is a better place.

Um...

I have been spending too much time with my bird... she wants to make babies with me... Uh...

Crap...

Speech

I gave a speech today to some teachers from the Calgary Board of Education.

It could not have gone better. That is a good feeling.

I hope that I have done good today. Something tells me, I have.

Another Attempt at the Christmas Spirit

Here goes.

On Sunday, my mother and I went to a friend of mine's Christmas concert. It was a choir concert with several different choirs partaking. It was busy, and it was full. People of all ages were there to enjoy a little Christmas Spirit.

The choirs came up in groups and sang a few carols each. Some carols were the familiar ones of old, and there were others that were... less familiar. Either way, it was Christmas all around and the singing was excellent. The choirs had the opportunity to sing on their own, and then they came together to sing for us.

With everyone listening to the choirs we were starting to feel Christmassy, at this time, the choir director told us that we were to get up and join in the singing. We stood, and the words for the carols were displayed on a screen. We sang.

It was mid-way through the carols that we heard a voice beside us. It was a gentleman who appeared to be faced with his own challenges. He could not see the screen, and he could not read the words. But, there he was singing. He knew the words. All of them.

His internalization of Christmas is a true exhibition of the Christmas Spirit. He did not need the words. They were Christmas carols and he knew them by heart. I cannot claim that I knew the carols by heart, but, then again, I am not claiming that I am a great example of Christmas Spirit. Just a heathen, happy to be basked upon by that Spirit, from time to time...

Below: An interesting version of a song sung at the concert...

The Meaning of Christmas...

In a moment of strength I decided to write an uplifting blog post about the Meaning of Christmas.

It seems however, that before I got this post down my moment of strength has passed and left me... here...

I will try again tomorrow...

The Break

I think that the break was as even as a break can be, but chorus holds very true.

Both the same song, just different takes at it.

Another Day

Yep, its not easier yet. Gah... I hope I find my way through this.

My Better Half

Today has been a very difficult day. Today my better half and I decided to part ways. This was a mutual decision and likely one of the most difficult decisions that either of us will ever make. No one left anyone, and no one broke up with anyone -- instead, we both left and were both broken.

I hope that friendship is in the cards for us, and from what I have seen my hopes are high. We did not leave things in anger, or frustration; that last words between us were those of Love.

If only Love was enough. We may not be together, but we have each others' love, and we always will.

If you read this and can think of anyone around me who should know this information please let them know. I do not want to tell everyone. I do not want to bear my soul. It is too painful as it is.

As for my better half and I, I hope that we are taken care of and that this decision brings us both the happiness that we deserve.

Good luck.

The Sandan Saga

I was in Ontario on the weekend to do a little bit of martial arts, and a little bit of martial arts testing. My last attempt did not go so well, leaving me without my grade. When we drove back across the country I tried to visit everyone I could to get help with my technique; I guess it paid off.

I re-did the test on Saturday and now, after much effort, I have a third degree black belt in Iaido. I also took the test for Jodo and received my first degree black belt.

Thus ends the Sandan saga... well for Iaido... in a few years I will try it out for Jodo.

We will see how it goes...