It's been a wild weekend.

But before that, I must share with you that even as I type this, I am lying on the grass (with ants crawling all over me) and sweating because the sun is SO hot. So far I have sunburnt my face, I think my shins are next. You have no idea. It's hot. Not warm, not nice, not "sunshiney", but hot. It's a nice change. I hope you all are enjoying the snow. 

Anyways, this weekend has been a whirlwind. I can probably think of ten exciting things this weekend alone. I don't know why I'm so fixated on this number ten. It's just nice. And feels like a lot of stuff to tell. Anyways ... load this page, grab a tea, go outside, and then run back inside because your toes will get frost-bit. Haha. Okey, I'm mean today. 

This weekend was the visit from the board of trustees. Which doesn't really mean much. Excpet that Friday lunch hour we ate in our advisee groups with on e of the members of the board. No great shakes. They didn't even give us good food. However, that night there was a fancy reception/BBQ dinner type thing. Just for the faculty and the board though. So all this good food got passed through the caf doors and went to the admin building where the "special people" could feast. They had melon, pineapple, endive, and other generally fancy (and expensive) stuff. 

So I've mentionned to a few of you one of my newest activities on campus. Compost diving. Similar to dumpster diving, and yet, not. You see, Sarah, Naomi and I all ahve compost duty. For some of us slackers (me) all it means is taking the compost out of the caf once a week. For others (the hardcores) it means that once a week, while Claire is in music class, they climb into the compost and play in it. They turn it and mix it and mulch it and such. And then they smell bad. In the process of fulfilling this duty to the campus, the hardcores recognized that there was a lot of edible stuff being thrown in our compost. So they started snacking. So on Friday, we recognized that iwth the board beign there, there would be some really great sutff in the compost. So we all trekked down teh hill after supper (all three of us that is) and started digging. Rinds off of melons, the insides of pineapples, watermelon, honeydew, cantaloupe. It was wonderous. We feasted. I was so full when we were done. 

Later that night was of course Friday night Christian Fellowship. Always a good time. We got there around 10:00 and left at about 12:30. Praying, singing, laughing, sharing, it was good. Always is. Definitely stayed up very late that night. 'Cause afterwards I ran into Sarah and Rhubs. So of course we got up to no good. 

Saturday I slept till about 12:00. We had a specialist on sleep, time management and study skills come to the college (I think it was in first term, but can't quite remember). Anyways, he told us that when we sleep in like that, it's a mild form of jet lag. Personally, I care not. I enjoyed every moment of that sleep. And its better than not getting it at all right? So I slept late, went to breakfast (I suppose it was lunch at that point) and then went back to the house to get ready for CALGARY HOME CAMPING TRIP! Yay. IT was fun. We all packed up, hiked to the beach and chilled out. There was a scavenger hunt, marshmallows, a bonfire, guitars, tents (duh), brownies, hot dogs for meat eaters, nasty cardboardesque veggie dogs for us veggies, etc. It was a nice night/day. We just hung out as a house. I ended up staying around the bonfire till about three I think. Then Sherdi and I found a lovely place to sleep right next to the cliffs. It was away from the tents, but such a nicer place. And of course, we're too hardcore for tents. Duh. 

Anyways, I think she and I were the last ones to wake up and pack up, by the time we had gotten out of our sleeping bags and gone back to the tents,  everyone had paced up and was started to hike out. So we did likewise. Got back in time for church. Went to church. It was wonderful. As always. We started a two part message called "The Economic Downturn Survival Guide". I think it probably impacted people with real money more than me, but there was some generally relevant stuff as well. And worship was amazing. You know those Sundays where it may be the same songs, but they hit you in such a different way. That was Sunday. It was good. 

When we got back to campus, it was time for the final rounds of the Golden Shoe. The Golden Shoe is a soccer tournament we have every year between the houses. All the houses show up dressed in their colour and we go at 'er. It's good fun. Calgary's colour is blue, so Marina and I went around the house and emptied all the recycling bins to use as drums. They're blue right? And of course, I had my lovely lovely tambourine. Unfortunately, it's red, but I love it too much to leave behind, and it makes lots of noise. Which is very important at the Golden Shoe. So anyways, we had already played the first round on Wednesday afternoon, so this was the semi-finals. Unfortunately, with five houses, only four can make it to the semi-finals. The other team gets to play the faculty. Calgary was the other team. We lost to the faculty. Again. Same thing happened last year. But it was darn fun. 

Upon getting back to campus, Sarah, Naomi and I set about getting ready for our big date. On Monday we had dropped an invitation of composted flowers and a hunk of cabbage on David Hawley's doorstep. It invited him to a dinner on Sunday evening under the whale skeleton (which may sound a tad creepy, but its really a lovely spot on the deck of the pool. with all the daffodils in bloom, it's magnificent). What David didn't now was that this was to be no normal dinner, but a dinner which comprised of completely compost. Yes sir, you heard it, we were feeding the director of the college compost. We were eating it too though! The meal consisted of: 

- baked yams (a rare find in the compost, but we had found them the previous Sunday) flavoured with garlic, also rescued from the compost

- sauteed mushrooms (also a lucky find ... I think they came not from the cafeteria, but from one of the houses on campus)

- broccoli with parsley (yes, the parsley was compost too)

- a wonderful salad with oranges, lemon, radishes, lettuce, cucumber, pineapple, fennel, endive, celery. I think thats it. 

- cauliflower with cheese (yes, we cheated a bit, the cheese was not from the compost)

- we had fennel tea (we found piles and piles of fennel in the compost. interesting, we did some research and discovered that it cures just about everything. from bowel pressure, to bedwetting to giddiness. yup, a true miracle herb)

- dessert: apple crisp. now clearly, we had to use oats and other non compost items for this, but it was really really good. the apples that people throw in the compost are sooo good. 

So that was our dinner. We dressed up all fancy and enjoyed. It was so good. Most people were totally grossed out by the idea. Wimps. There are certain people who actually turn around and run when we offer them compost. We've done it a few times since it's so funny. Watching them book it up the hill after we offer them some perfectly good scavenged melon rind. 

Anyways, then there was house meeting. It was fun. Relaxed. We ended it dancing. I think all important meetings should end that way. It's good stuff. Then Eve and I decided it was time to start reducing our excessively large closets. So we pulled out all the stuff we didn't want and were going to take it to the lost and found. But of course, you can't get rid of things without letting all your friends check them out first. SO we did. And then Rhubstar arrived, then Marina (well, it was her room after all), and then Sherdi. And we had a good ol' time trading clothes and dressing up ridiculously. You don't realize how much weight you've gained in two years until you go into your closet and try to put on those clothes you brought last August and realize you can't even get them over your shoulders. Sort of sad. But doing it with the Calgary ladies was lovely, because we just made fun of ourselves. And squeezed people into dresses they never should have gotten into. We definitely had some trouble extracting people from said dresses, but it was all worth it. Eventually our extended Calgary girls (aka Easties) showed up and the party got even better. Then we realized that we had two weeks till exams and we disappeared back into our solemn lives of history, economics, biology, chemistry and math respectively. 

Gah! I can't find the font I like. I hate ugly posts. This is very borderline. Blah.