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For once in many years, I am sad that my trip to Ontario is over. Each year it's difficult for me to return home and deal with the pressures of family life, the small town, countryside mentality, and my own demons of my past. But this year was different...for the most part. Glennis was able to be there with me, which made family time less painful and her presence allowed me to escape the usual frustrating conversations with my mom. My parents had another daughter to take my place, or so it seemed. I am so grateful for her patience with my somewhat insane mother. Similarly, the newest (human) member of my family also took a lot of attention away from what would have usually been given to me, but in a less positive way. My niece is perfect. She is beautiful and happy, except when she can't shit:) I took forward to spending time with her again, hopefully in the near future. I feel like I should be closer to her during the first years of her life. I was chosen to be one of her god fathers. what an interesting experience it is to become a godparent. I lied to a catholic congregation about my beliefs. I'm not sure how i feel about it yet, other than I disagree with my brother and sister-in-law's reasons for baptizing their child catholic. In fact I'm almost disgusted with myself for agreeing to be her godparent. But I'm a sucker and I would do anything for her, even though she's too young to know who I am. I will say that the priest was awesome. He was aware of my history and had no problem referring to me as Colton. Apparently, the story is that they had to have my baptism name in order for me to be eligible to be my niece's god parent, even though my LEGAL name is Colton. So silly. My sister-in-law assured me there would be no problem, and there wasn't. But it took her til the last minute to tell the church about me. meh. it's over. I think I will have to fly to Ontario again in a couple months when I am finished school. I need to see my niece again soon. she's be running all over the place before long!
Just before we left, my dad decided to buy a chocolate lab puppy. He named him Darby, after O'Darby's. My doberman's name was Bailey. he was put down in July and our boarder collie, Corky, has been rather lonesome. Darby is ridiculously cute. I want to eat cute things, I would totally eat him.
there's so much more to say, but i'm off to a massage! I pinched a nerve in my neck before we left for Ontario and it has been buggin' me ever since. I need therapy on my neck/back in order to fix this pain.