Saturday, November 25, 2006

Cowboy take me away

So Agribition has come and gone and I know that for probably the next week at least I will feel a deep sadness. When I go to Agribition, the smell that awaits me as soon as I walk into the building makes me think of home and reminds me of the good old days. However, at the same time it makes me deeply sad. I believe that deep down in my heart is a longing for the country, and I feel it everytime I go to Agribition. I am proud of the fact that I grew up on a farm and when asked to describe myself I will say "Farmer's Daughter" because it explains so much of my identity. I love everything that farming stands for: hard work, good work ethic, taking care of and bonding with God's creatures, family, and making an honest living. When I go to Agribition it makes me wonder why I ever wanted to come to the city to go to university. Its like I'm stuck between two worlds: I want to be a successful business professional with a 9-5 job but I long so much for the country. In the past few years I have begun to realize just how much I miss working with farm animals and just being around gentle giants (aka cows) every day. Seriously, and I know people may look at me funny, but cows can be the best friends ever. I remember growing up how relaxing it was at the end of a rough, hard day to spend some time with your favourite cow. Cows can tell how you are feeling and are usually really good at responding without any hidden agendas or other hidden meanings. Going to Agribition reminds me of the bond that the ranchers and cowboys have with their stock. You can see the relationship of trust that has been built up between a showanimal and his or her caretaker and handler. Going to Agribition really makes me wish I were living on a farm and showing cattle.

I have come to the conclusion that I obviously moved to the wrong city because no one comes here for Agricultural based courses because there are none. That means it makes it really hard for me to run into cute, young farmers and cowboys who intend to remain on the farm. I blend in with the rest of the city chicks until you actually talk to me and start talking about farming. But until then, how are the country boys supposed to distinguish me from the rest of the girls. I feel I need to wear a sign around at Agribition that says: "Farmgirl living in the city desires an out. Looking for a country boy who needs a work and life partner." or something along those lines. However, knowing that is likely not going to pan out, I think I may have a career direction in mind.....after going on a "Behind the Chutes" tour and seeing a Sports Medicine sign, I think I may like to possibly pursue that route. I think doing physical rehabilitation and working at rodeos with cowboys would be very um....rewarding. I'd have a chance to meet cute cowboys and I'd get to be around the farm atmosphere. I think it would be a good way to combine the two worlds if I can't find a cute country boy who loves me. Oh, and by the way, let me give a shoutout to all you farmwives out there. You are my heroes. I know how hard you have to work and how many different roles you play to give your children the best, most wholesome life ever and help your husband put the bread on the table. Here's to you ladies.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Ramblings and Joyousness

So first of all, I have to say that I am maybe just a little bit psyched because I have finally secured a fieldwork placement to finish off my Kinesiology degree next semester!! Praise God!! If you would've asked me a week ago about fieldwork, I likely would have been restraining myself from screaming in frustration. I knew God would show me where He wanted me to go and put me there and now He has. I'll be working in one of the major rehabilitation centres in Saskatchewan doing exercise therapy. I'm excited about it because it means that I now actually get to work with real people rather than just read about people in textbooks. I now get to try to apply all that theory I learned in school to the "real world." Woohoo!!!

On that positive note, I have also discovered what one of my biggest pet peeves is and probably the only reason I have discovered this is because I go to university. Ok, you know when you pass someone in the hall and you are obviously both in a hurry so you say "Hello!" and smile? K, that's all great and dandy, but here's the part that really annoys me: as you walk past them, they yell over their shoulder "How are you?" even though they will most likely not even hear the reply and even if they do by some chance, you know they likely won't care. Now as much as I am opposed to "how are you doing?" being the opener to every conversation, when I meet someone I haven't seen in awhile I usually ask "how are you?" However, I will not ask that question if I do not have the time to STAND there or STOP and listen to the answer. Therefore, I purposely don't initiate that conversation with someone I am walking past in the hallway. I have been told several times that I have a nice smile (and I'm starting to believe it), so isn't it enough for me to smile my big smile that lights up my eyes and say "Hello!"? I mean, to me that means, "hey there, I see you and have acknowledged you but have no time to talk right now." Isn't that enough? Are people no longer satisfied with a smile? What has this world come to?

While I am on rant/ramble, why do all the "average" people who have made their millions not look "average" at all? You know the ones I'm talking about....the ones whose pictures are on the sidebar advertisements of many websites. Usually the message is something like "average people just like you can make millions. Its so easy." However, I have noticed the wives of these men (cause they usually advertise that it is the men who have made the millions) usually do not look "average". The general trend seems to be that they either look like female bodybuilders or they look like Pamela Anderson or Dolly Parton with their huge chests. Oh yes, and one another necessity is that your face must be plastered with makeup beyond the point that you can even tell its natural skin, you know, like most of the celebrities in Hollywood? It looks like if you took the makeup off of these women you would not recognize them. Is that "average"? I guess it depends where you are living.....maybe all these people live in Hollywood. I'm not sure....they don't look famous....maybe I'm just behind the times but they sure don't look like the "average" people I see every day.

Alright....I will stop rambling now before I start trying to achieve world peace or something like that (yes, I just watched Ms. Congeniality the other night)