For a friend

Hi all

I have a bit of an unusual request for you all, I have a prayer request but not for myself.  A friend of mine, who I will not name as to respect their privacy, recently went in for a regular medical checkup and at that time some precancerous cells were found.  They were very fortunate as this was discovered early and the medical professionals didn't believe that the cells had a chance to spread so a surgery was scheduled and these cells were removed.  The surgery was a success however my friend will be going back in to surgery in the next little bit just to ensure that there are no more problems and just to confirm that the cancer did not have a chance to spread.  So if you could all keep my friend in your prayers for the next little bit just praying that there was no spread and that all the cancer has been removed that would be very appreciated.

Otherwise I hope that you are all having great weeks and Becky I am seeing that it looks to be warming up in Winnipeg so it looks like you can be excited for the next official season in Manitoba which seems to be flood season and then mosquito season and then back to winter (ahh the joys of living in Manitoba).

Love

Wes

We Love You Japan

Our school made this video and put it up on youtube in the hopes of providing encouragement to the people of Japan.



Did you see me? I was there in the crowd.

Mom

Outhouse Calender pic just for you!

Kosovo Pictures!!

This is a picture of a wonderful chicken curry that we had in a restaurant and guess how much it was??? 4 Euros! I know I know, so cheap!!!

And this was the capuccino that I had. Honestly it was 2 mouthfuls of capuccino and A MOUNTAIN of whipping cream. (I shared mine!)

A wonderful find as we were driving through Kosovo!

SNOW!!!

Snow and mountains!!

So . . . what do ya think?

I got my hair cut . . . and straightened!

Don't worry . . . its not permanent. I went to the salon and they gave me a nice head massage and then styled my hair. The stylist just started straightening it . . . I didn't ask for it to be straightened, she just decided to do it. Shelley really likes it straight, I prefer it curly. What do you think? [Not that it matters, as I will be wearing it curly . . . but your opinions will be duly noted . . . and ignored ;) ]

There are other cheapstakes out there . . .

I have become addicted to the Vinyl Cafe - a radio broadcast on CBC. Steward McLean, is an excellent story teller, he has a remarkable voice, and a wonderful sense of timing. It comes on every Saturday morning after Adventures in Odyessy (By the way, they are playing new shows - this weeks was a continuation of last weeks - called the Green Ring Conspiracy - its really really good, apparently you can listen online at whitsend.org). Last week, Steward McLean told a story about his time growing up in Montreal, and one particular story made me think of Wes, and his never ceasing quest to obtain free or discounted entrance into events.

As mentioned, Steward McLean grew up in Montreal during the 60s. While he was a university student, many of the big Greats in rock at the time were playing at a particular theater in Downtown Montreal. Being a poor university student and unable to afford the ticket price, he devised a way to sneak into the theater, not only to catch the acts, but also to meet the members. His plan worked best in the winter, particularly when it was snowing. A small cafe/shop was just down the street from the theater, and it was to that shop that Steward McLean would head to prior to the show. There he would remove his outercoat, revealing a short sleeve shirt, hang up the jacket, then walk to the back door of the theater. Surrounding this back door was usually a collection of impressionable, highly excitable, and head-over-heels in love girls, who would wait in giddy anticipation at the back door in hopes of a glimpse or, even better, a chance to meet their musical heros. Seeing a young man, in short sleeves, walking in the softly falling snow with a decided sense of purpose towards the back door, these groupies would assume that he belonged inside and would begin clamouring for him to let them in. Steward McLean would then knock at the back door, and when security would open it, he would push himself inside, and direct the overwhelmed guard, over his shoulder as he walked in, to "not let any of THEM in". The trick, he said, was to just keep walking. Apparently he succeeded several times to gain entrance.

The story reminded me so much of Wes (and for that matter Dad), that I just had to pass it on. I do NOT, I repeat, NOT condone Steward McLean's actions, and I would be HORRIFIED, repeat HORRIFIED, if I found out that my brother (or father) attempted such a thing. Though it was a good story.

I did it!

After three and a half months, countless moments of doubts, sore muscles and aching limbs, tired days and exhausted sleeps (maybe a little bit of an exaggeration . . . but not much), I did it! I ran 10km! Unfortunately, I've only ran it twice this past week, but I still have one more week of my gym membership, so plenty of time to attempt it a couple of more times.