A Stroll Along the Promenade

Pictures taken this past weekend along the "promenade" walk downtown on the lake front.

Life is so much work. I am always in the building phase of everything it seems--I long to be established at something!

I revisited my novel as I am sending it away to publishers again...I dreaded it as there is nothing more dreadful than sending one's work away to publishers: the paper work, fiddly snail-mail stuff, covering letters, queries and outlines and not to mention long waits and rejections. Anyway, despite all of that, on opening my novel and reading the first chapter, it was as though I'd come home. It was a delight to work on it again and makes the whole process more bearable.

Last night, Peter and I returned from picking Mist up from drama practice across the lake. We arrived home at about 8:30 p.m. We'd left Tabs babysitting the Pip. As soon as I walked in the door I heard a firm, authoritative voice barking out orders and music blaring. I peeked through the glass studio door to witness the most adorable scene: Tabs teaching Pip how to ballroom dance.
Tabs was the most stern, serious teacher I've witnessed and her pupil Pip was adorable (dressed only in underpants with her little butt crack showing as Tabs flung her about the room). Tabs kept instructing Pip to stand up straighter and take the dance more "seriously." The couple of dancers stopped in abrupt shock during a dramatic spin when they discovered me observing them through the door.

Tonight is Mist's final band concert. She plays the base clarinet and is very talented at playing "him." She named the instrument Monty.

Tabs choir concert was delightful on Sunday. I find myself with a huge grin on my face the entire time I watch her sing. It is such a joyous treat for me--listening to her choir and watching them sing lifts my spirit such that if I could sell the feeling, I would be rich. All of the little singers are adorable. And my darling Tabs always has a smile.

Tried out another Zumba class. Trying to find a way to teach on UBC campus. Campus Rec acts like I must apply to teach for them, I thought I could just rent a room, advertise and go for it. Perhaps there are several ways to teach on campus...

A friend of mine and I want to get together for open meditation meetings (any form of meditation welcome--my friend doesn't like Vipassana) so perhaps we shall organize that and leave the Vipassana for a time when the serious meditators contact me out if genuine interest.

So little time to learn Spanish. I may just have to wing it while in Spain.