Hard to believe I’m typing on my laptop at the airport in Kitchener/Waterloo International, it isn’t something I like to do. Everybody else might, but I don’t. It’s just a ridiculous as phoning someone on your cell phone when you’re out for a walk – as if the world will end if that person doesn’t hear from you in the next sixty seconds.
Another thing I don’t like, a pet peeve if you like; people clapping in movie scenes. There’s some sort of hollow, lack luster insincerity when they clap, the one moment in the entire movie where it’s clear they’re acting. My shoulders rise, and I shiver the same as when the little girl in the church pew behind me rattles her gum wrapper.
While we’re on the topic of pet peeves, opening packages seems to still be in the running for number one. Hubby says I need to use my teeth, but I say that’s not lady like.
Our trip to the mid-east of Canada for the Word Guild Gala and the Write Canada
Conference has been both informative and relaxing for us, although for some, programming the GPS for random interests then driving to them, may not sound like fun at all.
We like to frequent city centers and drive around the historic areas, snapping pictures of old houses and the backsides of dilapidated downtown buildings, usually found from a back alley view.
It doesn’t matter where you go, there’s always a welcoming Irish Pub, and we found two on this tour, one of which came with a beach volleyball net and a truckload of sand.
I got to buy a fancy dress before we flew out for the conference. Hubby bought me a matching clutch with bling to match. St. Jacob’s market on a hot Saturday afternoon afforded me one classy floppy sun hat with a black and white polka dot sash (which I’ve always wanted) and one pair of much-needed sun glasses that fit over my prescription lenses. I thought for sure the glasses would look stupid, but they are very cool in my opinion.
I didn’t win in the Word Guild Lyric category, but feel very honored in having placed as a finalist. The writing conference that followed kept my brain spilling over, you could almost see a chandelier (as opposed to single light bulb) above my head and strings of words crawling out of my ears. I have approximately four hours on the plane ride home to review eight hours of workshop material where I plan to reorganize my writing calendar, so I can meet my new writing goals.
Oh yes, and lest I forget – we continue to be on the hunt for all things red in order to know what accents to buy when our kitchen is complete. Can’t identify my decorating flare, although I have a sneaking suspicion it is “eclectic”, but I’ve decided I am going to make a list of my favorite finds and then make and create my own versions instead. For example; I love the plethora of Eiffel Tower decorative structures we found, but I’ve never been to Paris, so why buy one to sit on my counter? So I’m going to think long and hard about the some of the places we have been, mix that with my personality and see what transpires. Some of the photographs we took on this trip could be changed to black and white and I could Photoshop one focal point red? Whatever comes of my creative brainstorm, I’ll be sure to write about it and post it, so you can laugh or applaud.
And if I thought I was a writer before, I can hardly wait to see how my writing grows from here……
P.S. When I get home and feel like uploading photos, I will make sure to share one here!