Volunteering at a facility for people for disabilities has been one of my favourite experiences here in Vancouver
Working with ‘the gang’ has been the highlight of my week, week after week.
I never looked at my time spent there as a chore and am certainly not looking forward to my time there coming to an end
National Punch Day fell on this particular’s facilities Volunteer Appreciation Day – so I was invited in early for some veggie dogs and snacks, as well as a special thank you present but, la piece de resistance was PUNCH!
Thanks guys -you really helped a sister out here ! Punch isn’t really my jam and having it all set up in a pot, ready to serve, made this holiday a cinch to celebrate
It seemed to be consisted of 7 UP, McCains concentrated fruit juice and slices of oranges.
Purely one of those fell-onto-one’s-lap moments…
…I looked into the origin of “fell into one’s lap” origin story and there apparently isn’t one – it simply makes sense in and of itself
go figs. Way more macho than ‘waiting for the other shoe to drop’ *eye roll*
So apparently Sarah & Melvin’s birthday is National Butterscotch Pudding Day
Too bad neither of them are around to comment on the ‘coincidence’
Imma go out on a limb and guess that neither of them were crazy about the mucous like substance
I picked up a 4 pack at No Frills (should I even bother capitalizing no frills? def against brand ) having not tried the stuff since circa grade four….
…aaaaaand it more or less exactly as my memory provides
gross…but not TOTALLY gross… only half gross…. like if you were coming up with new forms of torture as the new intern at Guantanamo Bay you probably wouldn’t bother trying to implement it’s use…. but that’s as much flattery as I can muster at the moment
I spent Sarah’s last birthday celebrating Melvin’s 60th …(she was hospitalized for pneumonia at that time – great work docs!)
National Cheeseburger Day
Yeah yeah yeah, quelle surprise, non?
Well, FYI, The Market (mother fuckin’ ) Grill at the Granville Island public market is positively deadly
Mondays are a long haul day for me – class all morning, all afternoon, and capped off by a practicum placement on the other side of the city
So I indulged in a regular strength cheeseburger (veganism out the window for the cause) to power me through this Monday
Perfection as always !
September 17th was the 36th National Terry Fox Day
Terry Fox is a Canadian, as well as my personal, hero.
I really can’t talk about him without welling up, I just think he was such an amazing person and gift to the world. Legend has is my Nana Byrne brought him some of her famous Carrot Cake when he was running through her town in Stephenville
Sarah’s birthday always falls around it’s date
Last year, I went by myself as it was within weeks of my arrival in Vancouver
This year I had Duncan and Meg…and 2nd Cousin once removed Toast
This year I had to add Melvin to the list
What can I say? It was painful as fuck
But I really do adore the concept of the Marathon of Hope and Terry’s legacy