Happy Birthday??

Let me explain... My colleges took me out for sushi today as sort of a celebration I guess for the time I had spent with them, and to send me off to my new job. Initially it was supposed to be a surprise, but then Petr sort of let the cat out the bag when he asked, "Is it Sushi time?" But it was sweet never-the-less of them to arrange this for me. Petr was supposedly trying to make it up to me for ruining the surprise by telling the owner of the restaurant it was my birthday. Let's just say it was entertaining for everyone, everyone but Perry and I. He made us dress up in these costumes and then dance while they sang to us. Needless to say, I was laughing the whole time. This was in part due to the fact it was extremely awkward, but it was funny as well. So, I guess that's what I get for becoming a trader of our department. But... thanks guys!

Newest Vandenberg

WElComE To ThE WorLD

Natalie Hope Vandenberg
Born: January 20, 2007

5lbs 1oz

You know how the saying goes:

Good things come

in small packages?

AMAZING things come

in small packages!

We don't have coke.

Isabelle and I had a night out yesterday, where we ended up pretty much camping out at KOI. It's this very funky restaurant on 11th and 1st, sort of a cafe/ lounge. It's got great atmosphere as well, all candle lit with punches of red colour everywhere. I was thinking to myself... this place is very stylin'. The menu is very limited, but included a lot of very odd items as well. Funny part of the evening: When the waitress came over to see if we'd like anything else for the night, Isabelle replied asking if she could please have a coke. WELL! The waitress looked at the both of us as if we were both born with two heads, or for this matter none at all. Her rather quick and harsh response? "We don't HAVE coke." My question is, when did it become offensive to ask for a coke at a cafe in Calgary, Alberta, Canada? It was altogether strange, and Isabelle opted for a lemon/lime mineral water. Which KOI is proud to serve! But I will not end on a sour note as to reflect badly on this establishment. You will merely need to get your coke fix at another location at another time.

Music Machine.

I was reacquainted with an old friend of mine last night. It had been much... much too long since we had spent some quality time together. That's right, Fender... otherwise known as my guitar. And when I play, I sing (it's this bad habit of mine!) All those days spent locked up in my room came flooding back to me, and I realized just how much of a release it is for me. Although, I'm sure the quality of my playing left much to be desired... I really didn't care. I was in my own world. Just me and Fender together again at last!

On another musical note... I was looking over the lyrics to a song that has always spoke to my heart. Maybe an explanation would be good, but I think the song just says it best.

Rest

by Skillet
Still, soft quiet spoken voice
That persistently calls my voice
And quickens my heart to come
And I come
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And I rest in the wonder of Your grace
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And rest in the wonder of You
Embraced in the promise of you
Is rest for the weary soul
Releasing all that is mine
I reach for You
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And I rest in the wonder of Your grace
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And rest in the wonder of You
Take all the old and make it new
Everything I give to you
You're the hope that can pull me through
Hallelujah
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And I rest in the wonder of Your grace
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And rest in the wonder of You
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And I rest in the wonder of Your grace
And I rest in the shelter of Your love
And rest in the wonder of You

Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

My house mates and I spent the evening (Erikas' birthday) making wedding invitations for both Steph and Erika. We had a pretty organized system going, buring the edges of more than 150 pages. The three of us did, however, end up sitting in a cloud of smoke as the smells lingered throughout the house. After a while the smoke got to a be a bit much for the eyes. That's when the oh so stylin' saftey glasses come in handy though. They are still not done, but the end is in sight.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIKA!!!

most of my friends have full time (serious) jobs
most of my friends are married, or are in very serious relationships
some of my friends now own houses
i consider my parents some of my best friends
i stay in on a saturday night to watch the game
i buy food for company

Does this mean I am a adult... scary!

Socks

I forgot, one very important factor to a perfect day. A good pair of socks.