Bush League....

Tonight i had the privilege of watching a good friend of mine play a good game of rec hockey. Now, in Norquay our rink is known as the "polar dome," this is due to the ridicerous temperatures that this rink can reach. As a bystander, there are no heaters just carpets on the bleachers so you do not freeze your arse off.

The team comprised of friends from high school, some guys that were a few years older than me, but mostly just farmers. Now, in between periods i went inside to warm up. And as i did, one of the guys who plays on my friends team walks outside to his truck, and comes back with a case of "Pils" as it is commonly known as around here, or also known as "Pilsner." It's good to know that this town is still bush league. Right on.

Peace

It will be good....

It will be good to be at home again. As much as i trash talk the town of Norquay at times, it was a good place to grow up. But i think that is mostly due to my friends and family. It is a weird thing being with the same 5 or 6 guys all the time doing the most stupid things we could think of, to being in a whole new community of people.

Im looking forward to being able to drive like a jackass in Norquay once again, maybe get stuck a few times. It will be good. Im sure i will miss Winnipeg though, i have taken quite a liking to this city.

Peace

"This isn't Nam, there are rules!"

I find it funny playing intramural sports in college, or high school for that matter. There are always the people who play floor hockey who act like the Stanley Cup hinges on this one game. Then there is always the guy who slashes or high sticks and knows it and that does happen by accident to some extent but c'mon you know the rules, you just choose to argue with the Ref just for kicks just like in the NHL.

Anyways, that is my rant post. I don't have many.

Peace

The Ol' Jackson Hole.....

So for the last two weeks I have been pretty much living at Matt, Rob and Logans house. It is good to get away from the ol' prov hole. That place can be so empty and boring sometimes. But yet it can also be full of good times and good people.

My parents came to visit me this weekend which is always good. I think me being in college is harder on them than it is me. We watched the "Quantum of Solace" which i thought was awesome.

As this semester is coming to a close (4 weeks-ish) there is going to be more work and studying. But it will be great to be able to get back to the ol' Norquay hole to see my friends and family.

Peace

"On my little island of blessing in this vast ocean of pain, my 'thank you' always has the blues."

I just had Thanksgiving back home in Norquay. Good times were had. Lots of food, family and friends. It was good just to relax and do the things i used to. Share some fellowship at my church, eat at the Whistle Stop and just hang out with friends.
I always hate not doing my work ahead of time, i had a book to read and a 6 page paper on this book due this morning (Tuesday). Somehow, the saying "Git r'Done" kept me motivated until i finished the paper at about 3:00 a.m this morning. Good times.
I was going to try and incorporate that quote in my title into this whole blog, but i will save that for another day. Although, it is a sweet quote.

Peace

Today is the day......

Well, as i sit here drinking a kick ass cup of coffee, i contemplate the thought of today being the day i do laundry. It is risky business when i do laundry, anything can happen.

Peace

A Lucky Man....

Two or three days a week at prov, they have a chapel session. Each unique and different in their own ways. Today, we just sang an old hymn, had some prof's, r.a's, and just normal students tell a bit about themselves, their transition into Prov, and some things which they still struggle with. There was one girl who shared who is in her fourth year here. She spoke of how her faith has never really been her own, that it was either her friends, her church's, or her parents. She also struggled with not having a church which she could not call her own.

I consider myself a very blessed man to have a faith of my own, a great church family, and also great friendships here at Prov. A lucky man indeed.

Peace