tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194640462011-12-04T10:18:47.058-08:00I have discovered that life is made up of balances... some acts I cannot make work, and others are so simple... but usually if I am in a dilemma... confused... hurt... you name it: it usually comes down to discovering a balance in my life: something tipped the scale, and I was set off in a wrong direction. Or else a very right direction, that only God himself knew was coming. Cheers to the act!maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.comBlogger461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-4363482723450385702007-04-09T07:00:00.000-07:002007-04-09T07:15:08.116-07:00yes. It is true.<br />I am full of them.<br />one month I say I wil post once a month, and four months later... LIES! BAH!<br /><br />I would like to formally apologize, as I have been officially obsessed with the "MySpace" phenom for a little while now, causing me to drift from my blog-world duties... <br />I AM SORRY!<br /><br />Not that there is much to update you on in my little life! not really!<br />Adrian and I are house hunting... we plod along on this journey of jumping markets, cheap flips, and intense bidding wars... BOO!!! it's frustrating. But the good thing is that we are so content in our apartment. It serves us perfectly well in the meantime... so that is a relief! Woo hoo!!<br /><br />Easter was yesterday - and a busy morning it was!<br />that's the one thing about working at church. I will rarely EVER get churc calendar holidays off... they are actually 3 times as busy as a regular weekend for me... and Good Friday and Easter were no exception. We had a pretty killer time of it all though. I directed a worship choir for Easter morning, and we ROCKED THE HOUSE!!! hehe. It was a lot of fun. <br />CHRIST IS RISEN!!!!!<br />"He is Risen indeed!!"<br /><br />So now i feel like I have to recuperate from the mayhem of the past weekend. <br />Sigh. Breathe. <br /><br />Oh! Oh! Oh!<br />Adrian and I finally got NEW PHONES!!! A luxury we are so thrilled about.. on sale at London Drugs folks! Regular 80 smacks... now only 50!!! And it's a dual cordless handset, super fly, and super awesome, and now I can actually control the volume, AND it wont spasmadically die on me! YAHHH!!!! I am pretty pumped about them. Panasonic no less! Adrian told me they are supposed to be the better brand of phone... so here's hoping they last us FOREVER!!! hehe.<br /><br />what else what else what else...<br />OH! My birthday was recent. <br />March 31st - and I had a LOVELY day - a practice in the morning, but then a play in the afternoon followed by Thai food (YUM YUM!!) and a very small gathering at our apartment, where we listened to my new Feist CD (a gift! Thank you!) and chatted, and had coffee, and this delightful fruit amazing-ness that Adrian made. GOOD JOB ADRIAN! All in all, it was a lovely day. <br /><br />I am realizing more and more, that as much as I am an extrovert, I usually prefer a quiet, intimate crowd, to a huge, loud one... crazy hm? Don't I know it! I used to be all about the social mayhem... but I am nearly a "homebody" entertainer... part of it might be affording large crowds (hehe) - but I think I just love being at home, having some coffee, and lighting some of the MANY candles I am obsessed with having... *sigh*... PERFECTION!<br /><br />anyhow... I cannot write much longer, as my day needs to START ALREADY! and there has been TOO MUCH of this on the internet business! But hello to my family of bloggers... I am sorry that I have been a real turd on the blog front. Now that I have written this blog I think to myself, "myspace PIESPACE!"<br />hehe. <br />PIE! I LOVE IT!!! (dont! don't touch the pie Maria!)<br />mmmmm a la mode...<br />(BAAHHH!)<br /><br />Love and Cheers!!!!<br /><br />mariajane.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-436348272345038570?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-33930495065390106762007-01-30T21:48:00.000-08:002007-01-30T21:57:35.341-08:00Yes, it is true.<br />I have decided that I have to post at LEAST once a month. It is only fair.<br />My sincerest apologies to those of you who have wondered if something serious had befallen me.<br />No. This is not the case.<br />I am alive, quite well (for the most part, clearly as most humans are prone to, I have had the occasional bad day, slight hissy fit, and spouts of annoyance within the last month) and still attempting to live a goooood life...<br />what that means - I continue to PURSUE!!!!!<br /><br />But just remember... I'm alive.<br /><br />short update: <br /><br />WORK - hard but learning a lot lately<br />LOVE - most excellent, in a similar fashion - no walk in the park, but learning a lot, and loving the process. it helps my husband is so pretty...hehe.<br />MUSIC - I have written TWO SONGS (one not fully completed, but sorta...) in the last month... which is more than I can often say for myself. hehe. So that is really exciting for me. I am thinking that I have found a vocal groove for myself, in an R&B kinda style... I loooove singin' soul... crankin' it out - I feel SO comfortable there vocally. So that, right now, is what I am looking into producing, when I write a song. Just goin' with it... YAH! hehe.<br /><br />kay. bedtime is close (actually past) in its approach. So I find the need to leave most pertinent. <br />the blessing of a Good God on you! yay! <br /><br />mariajane.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-3393049506539010676?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-4404967280036767552006-12-31T09:25:00.000-08:002006-12-31T09:40:21.856-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZfzpaIXw4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-QSXwF5NP80/s1600-h/PC300107.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZfzpaIXw4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-QSXwF5NP80/s200/PC300107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014744602814956418" /></a><br />So, we have a table! A new kitchen table!<br />This was brought to life last week Tuesday (I believe December 26th) When Adrian drove over to a friend of ours, and snagged this little beauty for FREE (because I know ridiculously kind, and generous people...) We are still counting our blessings!<br />My mom (hey momma!) has requested a viewing of the table, and I thought to myself, "Why not let the WHOLE WORLD see our new gorgeous table! huh!?!?!?!" <br />So here it is! <br />Our pretty table - and on top of the table, is my new coffee press, that I got for Christmas! I am SPOILED!!! Adrian bought it for me, and as I write this, I am drinking a cup of coffee out of that very coffee press! And it is GOOOD!!!!<br />I am putting TWO pictures of the table on here... for good measure - so you can see both lovely sides... he he... <br />And mom - isn't it pretty!?!?! <br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZfzp6IXw5I/AAAAAAAAACA/Xr_WxRl0o54/s1600-h/PC300109.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZfzp6IXw5I/AAAAAAAAACA/Xr_WxRl0o54/s200/PC300109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014744611404891026" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />- - - - - - - - - - - -<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Last night it snowed like crazy, and no one can get to church this morning! Woah! Can you even believe it? Adrian got up, looked outside, and said, (In a manly voice) - "It's a winter wonderland!" <br />So that is this morning so far!<br />And later today... DA NAH NAH...<br />We get to have our NEW YEARS EVE PARTY!!!!! Lots of food, and fun with friends... my favourite! yahoo!<br /><br />anyhow - this needs to come to a close, cuz I have to shower, and then we have some errands to run if we can get out of our little garage... (good luck to us!) <br />So we'll talk to you all... later! <br />BAH! Do you know what I just realized? I have started referring to myself as "We"!!! I am seriously MARRIED NOW!!!!!!!! <br />moi ha ha.<br /><br />If anyone else in Winnipeg didn't make it to church this morning - you better be readin' those bibles!!!! he he...<br />I'll follow my own advice. <br /><br />much love!<br /><br />mariajane.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-440496728003676755?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-69233292058574682022006-12-29T08:26:00.000-08:002006-12-29T11:48:25.254-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tomorrow, December 30th, is Adrian's birthday, folks (as my pops would say...) - and he needs to be CELEBRATED!!!! If you would like, you could drop him a line at: <strong>adrian_and_maria@yahoo.com</strong> - and let him know how CRAZY AWESOME he is!<br />Becuase this guy, is turning a quarter of a century! WOAH!<br />BIG ONE!!!!! </span><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVDaaIXwzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5IUxbVbqfxg/s1600-h/adrianwed.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013987881117008690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVDaaIXwzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5IUxbVbqfxg/s200/adrianwed.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here is a picture of the </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">handsome birthday boy, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">if anyone needs to be reminded of what a </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">GOOD LOOKING MAN I got to marry:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A note for the man:</span><br />___________________________________________<br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;">Dear Adrian:<br /><br />you are my favourite husband!<br />I wish the whole world could know just how much I love you!!!!<br />And this is one way of telling the whole world! he he...<br />you are wonderful, talented, hardworking, committed, loving, passionate - and so many more things. I am so grateful for you!!<br /></span></em>___________________________________________<br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Okay everyone! Show him the love!!!<br /><br />LOVE LOVE LOVE on the Adrian-MEISTER!!!<br />moi ha ha.<br /><br />cheerio! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>mariajane.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-6923329205857468202?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-55831852204382515342006-12-25T20:12:00.000-08:002006-12-25T20:15:12.980-08:00<span >that is all... merry christmas!<br />the day is almost over - and I had to wish you a merry christmas, before time was lost to me. wherever you are... may God richly bless you!<br />he is so good!<br /><br />love,<br /><br />mariajane.<br /></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">"for unto us a child is born, to us a son is given"</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-5583185220438251534?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-55614766600422449702006-12-09T16:18:00.000-08:002006-12-29T11:42:12.717-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVq_KIXw2I/AAAAAAAAABY/-HBy9zZZwAw/s1600-h/IMG_6166.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014031393430684514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVq_KIXw2I/AAAAAAAAABY/-HBy9zZZwAw/s200/IMG_6166.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />So Christmas is officially upon us.<br />I mean, I was excited earlier, but now it is ACTUALLY HERE - we are hardly two weeks away from the splendid weekend of merriment...<br /><br />Adrian and I celebrated his sisters wedding in Winkler last weekend - his brother and sister in law, Nathan & Mary Enns flew out from Oregon, and so we enjoyed a weekend with the whole Enns family home! Yay! Truly good times. Cherry and her husband (crazy!) were actually married OUTSIDE last saturday evening, in a beautiful candle / torch lit backyard... it was really beautiful and REALLY cold...<br />We had Christmas together as a family on Sunday which was really fun - played some good games, opened presents, ate good food. So now we are REALLY in the spirit of Christmas!<br />Unlike me, I have actually bought three christmas gifs already! This is probably the earliest that I have EVER gotten the christmas shopping done... and I hardly know what to do with myself...<br />it's crazy. I will download some lovely pictures for you to see, of my Christmasey living room, and also a picture of Dustin &amp; Cherry<br />on the wedding day... She was sooo lovely!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVqkaIXw0I/AAAAAAAAABI/Vop36g5yy_k/s1600-h/IMG_6103.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014030933869183810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVqkaIXw0I/AAAAAAAAABI/Vop36g5yy_k/s200/IMG_6103.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVq4aIXw1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/U7bNZPN-G3Q/s1600-h/IMG_6164.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014031277466567506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="138" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVq4aIXw1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/U7bNZPN-G3Q/s200/IMG_6164.jpg" width="171" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">So this is my living room!</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">The second screen there is </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Adrian on his laptop... </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVq_KIXw3I/AAAAAAAAABg/VOuQz85-b5k/s1600-h/IMG_6169.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014031393430684530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVq_KIXw3I/AAAAAAAAABg/VOuQz85-b5k/s200/IMG_6169.jpg" width="128" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">This is a christmas wreath, made by Jane </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Martens!<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">She is amazing, and creates the most amazing mosaics!<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Check our her website: www.blueskymosaic.ca (it's alsoin my links!)</span><br /></span><br /><br /><br />all in all, the last week or so has been nearly perfect - and the next two weeks are probably some of the busiest in my LIFE as church is soooo busy preparing for Christmas services, and then also trying to stay on top of all the usual stuff! So a busy, but oh so<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JpeV5v2NLlA/RZVq_KIXw3I/AAAAAAAAABg/VOuQz85-b5k/s1600-h/IMG_6169.jpg"></a></span><br />cherished season is upon us!<br /><br />Something I would looove to leave you with: I need to remember this - to take TIME to be quiet, and enjoy that this can be a time of stillness and mystery! It's NOT about rush, and gifts... those things maybe help us celebrate the coming of Christ, however some of the most cherished memories that I have, are nights playing cards, fondues with the family, late night talks, and laughter. Seek that out this season, and don't allow the rush to mess with you!!!<br /><br />much love, and talk to you soon!<br /><br />mariajane.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-5561476660042244970?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-54443370768225921452006-11-22T21:05:00.000-08:002006-11-22T21:10:13.636-08:00In an introductory statement, giggles have nothing to do with this blog entry. I just felt like writing it. <br />disregard!<br /><br />Now - I would like to say... THANK YOU to everyone who is lovely enough to read my blog, and pray for me.<br />I don't deserve you! (you know this...)<br /><br />but thank you. In all seriousness.<br />I think I am going to always have days and moments, of questioning what I am doing with my life - and then sometimes it is a matter of minutes before God sends me a confirmation, or encouragement which gives me the assurance that HALLELUJAH I am in the right place... just making the best of the moments I am given. (cheeeeeez... but it's OKAY!) <br /><br />So thanks team! <br />I tip my hat to all of us waging the war of life... <br />Thank goodness it's much bigger than me... cuz then I would really be in trouble! <br />heh heh...<br /><br />well... we'll see if I blog AGAIN in November! Oh my GOSH! heh heh...<br /><br />cheers,<br /><br />mariajane.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-5444337076822592145?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1164143972524002242006-11-21T13:09:00.000-08:002006-11-21T13:19:32.756-08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">I feel like I can't get quite enough of it lately. I know this feels ironic, and completely unlike me, as most of you know, I am unusually social, and seek out social engagements, and environments... and yet - why is it, that I am longing for more space, by myself, with a book, with my journal.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">where are my priorities? what are they?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I feel extremely inconsistent, bad at what I do, that I have a lack of any clear goals or achievements that I am dreaming about for myself... I am floating along, very unclear of what I should be focusing my time and energy on.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">now - we always bear in mind, that the day, time of day, and all those other associative factors - have a large role to play in the state of my heart and mind right now. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Will I feel focused, and passionate about life and my goals tomorrow?! Maybe...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">But wait, what are my goals?!?!?!?!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I hate that the people I am technically supposed to be honest with I have such a hard time being honest with. Because it makes me question things I shouldn't question... but I just can't tell the truth! ARGH!!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">how important is it to know my goals... all the time? Everyday? Has Christ called me to be focused on only one thing? One more than one!? On too many things!?!?!?!?!?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">How am I to love my husband, and my family, and my friends, be passionate about my job, be passionate about creating music, be passionate about meeting and building relationships with people who don't know Christ - and more - how am I to do all that? With the time I have been given!??!? I don't know. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I am frustrated with work relationships today - and will choose to ask the Grace of Christ into those situations - otherwise I am hopeless. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Is it okay that I am a cheezy Jesus nerd? What the HECK!?!?!?!?!? </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">are there questions today? Anyone? Feel the questions? </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">me too.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">cheers!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mariajane.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-116414397252400224?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1163514458904849672006-11-14T06:16:00.000-08:002006-11-14T06:27:38.920-08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">I had an entire blog entry... and then my internet explorer SHUT DOWN!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And this blog entry was LONG! And funny! (Because we all know how ridiculously funny I truly am!) </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">So this is all I will write today. For fear of "wasting time" when I should be working, and due to sincere frustration, which would only increase, were I to attempt to rewrite everything I had already written...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">everyone now: "Grrrr......"</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">right, I just remembered one extremely important piece of information, that I need to share with you before I log of...<br />it's <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Christmas at Starbucks!!!</strong></span> <strong><span style="color:#006600;">true story!</span></strong> </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">You know why I know? Because they have EGGNOG!!!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><blockquote><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></blockquote><blockquote><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh Eggnog... how do I love thee? Let me count the ways... </span></em></blockquote><br />So if you guys love eggnog, go down and get one steamed... or get an eggnog latte... <span style="color:#006600;"><strong>YUM!</strong></span> I bought some at the grocery store, cuz I LOVE it in my coffee, in place of cream. <strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">YUM!</span></strong> So in remembrance of that fact, as I sit here and drink my coffee and eggnog... I will decide that my internet explorer shutting down on me isn't that bad, and that due to the delightful presence of Eggnog, and some fantastic muffins I made yesterday... life is significantly better than I let on a few moments ago.</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Cheers! (my cup is in the air... ) And have a wonderful day... or at least MAKE it wonderful!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">grace.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">mariajane.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-116351445890484967?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1160343561741207562006-10-08T14:14:00.000-07:002006-10-09T09:52:51.240-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/IMG_0400.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/IMG_0400.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><span style="font-family:verdana;">So - here it is. The Long Awaited, blog entry!!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wedding pics included!!!! Look at us, all happy, and MARRIED!!!! WOO HOOO!!!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I would like to say a few things:</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">1. the wedding was fantastic, but marriage is even better.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">2. my apartment is MUCH better with Adrian in it.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">3. Cuba is one of the hottest places I think I have ever been!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I am not going to say too much else. Time will not permit it, but I will make a subtle (but not nearly strong enough) effort to write more at another time. Keep you up to date... Oh, and the "inappropriate topic" that I wont mention - well... I'll just say refer to #2 on the list above. and sort of #3 too... he he...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I don't know if ANYONE will read this, as I have been inactively blogging for about THREE MONTHS!!! I am so sorry - and I will try to be better, but I have just fallen off the blogging earth!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">blessings friends... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">maria jane enns (ENNS!!!! woo hoo!!!)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">ps: aren't I pretty!?!?!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/IMG_0444.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" height="112" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/IMG_0444.jpg" width="157" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/IMG_0478.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/IMG_0480.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/IMG_0480.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/IMG_0412.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/IMG_0412.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-116034356174120756?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1153502998273679372006-07-21T10:13:00.000-07:002006-07-21T10:29:58.350-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Yes. We all have them.<br />I am feeling emotionally quirky today. Which is fine.<br />Unmotivated (once again) to work, because I am so focused on a week from today, when I leave this office for ONE WHOLE MONTH in order to focus on my pending wedding, and then my future AMAZING life with the man of my dreams. *sigh* does anyone other than me, realize that this is THREE WEEKS AWAY!?!?!?!?!?!?!<br />though life isn't perfect, and in no way is my happiness pending on Adrian.<br />I try not to let it. hm.<br />It takes the greatest strength, to be able to put Adrian in the row BEHIND God. In the "backseat" - in order to bring him the MOST I have to bring it all to God FIRST.<br />you all know what I am saying.<br />anyhow. that's just a thought. was reading similar thoughts on another blog. thought I would add my two cents. for my own benefit (?).<br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;">quote of my week:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">"ai yai yai!" </span><br /> I think in almost every email I have written, it has included that. exclamation. that and: <span style="font-style: italic;">"sweeeet"</span>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">more about the quirks</span> </span>- you see I feel unusually jittery.<br />Like tears could come at any second.<br />And yet I also have to use the facilites in a bad way, so maybe it's just the pressure on my bladder.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I hate how much I long to be loved. How the threat of someone "not loving" me, makes my stomach turn, and my world tip slightly to the left... so my perspective becomes hazy, and suddenly anything anyone says has a double meaning, and my soul feels threatened. My weaknesses are there for the world to criticize, and I am trying to stay humble yet confident - so I am bouncing back and forth between picking at my faults and flaws, and reminding myself that it's alright... that I'm working on them... that I'm not perfect.... and that I have great strengths too! "But Maria - that doesn't mean you can excuse your lack of __________ [fill in blank]" - you know? the circle? that doesn't end?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Who am I talking to anyways? Who is it?</span></span><br /></div><br />Anyhow. Even an optimist has questionable days, correct? I know it.<br />However - the extra ridiculous thing, is that I have this component, this ability, to publish my "post" - and as I stand up, and walk over to the bathroom, I'll joke around with Heidi (who lives in the office next to me... hehe) and laugh loudly, and feel content with life again.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I think that I can change my emotional state, faster, and easier than most. It's almost inhuman, actually. I can mentally switch gears, and gain perspective! weird.</span><br /></div><br />I am going to finish. Just there. Just so.<br />I would LOVE to have a clean apartment, with no clutter - with the perfect organizational tools - so that everything I have would be stored ideally, and I would know EXACTLY where it all belonged, and went, the moment I purchased it, or recieved it, or re-discovered it.<br />Because right now, I have a lot of work to do in that category. The irony? I LOVE organizing. I just need a day. one day.<br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">mariajane.<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >I don't think I EVER finish when I plan on finishing. (re:the last paragraph I wrote. please re-read the first sentence.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-115350299827367937?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1152815147377781742006-07-13T11:05:00.000-07:002006-07-13T11:27:12.870-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">Coffee Thoughts...<br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">I love this green mug... I own a green mug that is similar - mmm... </span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">A conversation over coffee... always!</span></span><br /></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/mjt5.0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/mjt5.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I have been doing a lot of thinking about life. About my life - my calling, my gifts, my purpose, my fut</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ure - and also - what church means to me. What it is, or what it should be. If there is ONE definition, of what "church" means. I guess not, cuz all churches are so different - but was there a guideline... a way to know what sunday morning should look like? A way to know how to build community, and yet get outside of yourselves in order to bring Christ to the world? How do you do it all? And with integrity? and without being afraid of Man? Cuz Man - Man is a killer! Working in church can get you that way - you ALWAYS need to refocus, and hear clearly what God has called you to - but it's hard, when people are so crazy opinionated! Including me! I get in the way of God often - he wants to do something new - and I am just stuck on the old!</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Argh Maria!</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">anyhow. There is a lot going on. Mostly in my heart and mind... </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Isn't this funny? These blogs - it is literally like a little mini journal, that everyone can read! The times: are good. Keep thinking, folks. (my dad says 'folks'... I'm so proud...)</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And keep feeling - keep pursuing a God encounter - an encounter of Grace. An encounter of worship... and make the effort to remember that God created you, primarily to worship Him! And sometimes, when you don't even know it, you are doing just that! By being obedient! By channeling and using the gifts he has put in you - in so many ways...</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(this is as </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">much a reminder for me - than anything else!)<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/lg_signaturePress.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/lg_signaturePress.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And on the side: I went camping this past </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">weekend - just Saturday to Sunday. And I am so grateful that I had the wisdom to purchase a French Press a while back. A French Press - if you didn't know - is a coffee press! You pour boiling water in, over top of loose coffee grounds (which have been ground more coarse than for a usual drip coffee maker) and let it steep for about 4-5 minutes. Then you press it down, and VOILA! It's SO perfect! And this way of making coffee, actually grabs more flavour out of the coffee bean! So I love it! And thinking about a "conversation over coffee" I got this mental image of my coffee press (Oh how I love it...) and thought I should make reference. If you want one, <a href="http://www.starbucks.com/retail/coffeePresses.asp">check them out!</a> </span> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center">kay! That's it for the most random, crazy blog entry <span style="font-weight: bold;">EVER.</span> what is with me anyways...<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center">Keep lovin' life oh friends! God is good!<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br />mariajane.<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />(it's raining right now... go AWAY humidity! heh heh...)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-115281514737778174?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1152813880910305972006-07-13T10:53:00.000-07:002006-07-13T11:04:40.930-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:13;" >30 Days Left</span></b></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Hey dudes - So there is now only 30 days...<br />ONE MONTH basically. How intense is that...? Well - fairly intense! I feel - good. Calm. Ready.<br />I cleaned the apartment last night. Anyone live in <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Winnipeg</st1:place></st1:city>? Well then - you KNOW that it is ridiculously hot and muggy lately... last night was NO exception. It was CRAZY! I was dripping, and sticky, and crazy, as I tidied up, dusted and vacuumed, and did dishes... AI YAI YAI!!!!!<br /><br />But it was worth it!<br />Adrian and I purchased a beautiful big queen size bed, with a frame (a sleigh bed) - and it is so pretty! It looks super good in the master bedroom... we love it! Our new sheets and quilt look good too! he he... So it's fun to continue to really develop what your new home together looks like. I had been trying to put some of it off - cuz I knew that it would change when <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Adrian</st1:place></st1:city> got there... but now - with one month left... I am starting to organize... and do away with things that are useless.... etc!</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">It's crazy! But so fun. So organization was also the name of the<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/photo10.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/photo10.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> game yesterday (something I love when I have time! Believe it or not!) and also watching a few episodes of <a href="http://www.everybodylovesray.com/"><i>Everybody Loves Raymond</i></a> - which I have just fallen in LOVE with! Deborah has GOT to be the BEST TV mom EVER!!!! She's so great. I love it. And they are all EQUALLY funny! You know on some shows you think to yourself: "Aw, it's too bad 'so and so' isn't as funny as 'so and so'..." well - on ELR - THEY ARE ALL HILARIOUS! EQUALLY!<br /><br />oh the capitals. they have to come out. they do!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">mariajane.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-115281388091030597?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1152285729391144862006-07-07T08:18:00.000-07:002006-07-07T08:22:09.406-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"></span></span></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">3</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">6</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">D</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">a</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">y</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">s</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">L</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">e</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">f</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">t</span></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: courier new;"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-115228572939114486?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1152209624374867212006-07-06T10:50:00.001-07:002006-07-06T11:43:24.616-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P4250048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/P4250048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Hey dudes!</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Guess what? I accomplished some stuff this morning! YAH! I DID!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">so I thought you all should know, so you could be thrilled with me... he he... tee hee hee...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Um - good times, yeh? I know it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">So I hope you are all so excited with and for me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">New thoughts? unsure.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Listening to Sixpence None the Richer... not minding it... you know - happy and warm fuzzies for the most part - not tooooo originally FREAKISHLY awesome, but relatively solid listening, as I ploud through work stuff. Oh good times!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I have discovered that I have to be organized to be productive. So at the TOP of my day, if I write myself some lists, and then keep that list in front of my face for the most part... I will stay relatively focused (relatively) - which is good! Good times!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Last night Adrian played Ultimate Frisbee with some church friends (from my "old" church - covenant crc - go team!) - I sadly could not play as my good 'ol nerve, and back issues aren't quite ready for the 'jarring effect' of playing ultimate... which is too bad! good excercise, and fun! Although, I will be honest: I don't think I would have been an asset to the team. When I panic with a frisbee I tend to throw spasmadically - only encouraging, and giving the other team many opportunities to CREAM us - so it's a good thing that Adrian played and NOT I - because he is a superstar! Yah! Go mister enns!!!!!!</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/250px-Disc_golf_throw.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/250px-Disc_golf_throw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I have this HORRIBLE frisbee story - wanna hear it? YES YOU DO!!!!! So Adrian LOVES Disc Golf - which is basically golf, but with frisbees </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">(see picture at side of basket, and player throwing disc)</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">. Now listen guys, this sport is intense. It is actually (in all truth) a real sport, you can really buy frisbees that are different weights and sizes, which are for drivers, putters, etc. etc... even floaters, incase you are throwing near a river! There are only two locations in MB - one on Marion & Archibald - and then one out at Providence College! True story!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Okay - so the story! We are out playing Disc Golf this one glorious day, last summer/fall with our oh so amazing friends Ray &amp; Nat Morin... It was my turn to throw the frisbee, and the basket was quite a ways off, so I was warming up for a strong distance-toss... Natalie was just off to my left (well, really </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >quite</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> off to my left!) and in NO WAY in the line of where my throw was going. As I was winding up, I thought to myself: "should I ask Nat to move? - nah... as if I would throw it THAT off!!! Ha ha Maria" [yes, these are my true thoughts. no noke. no word of a lie.]</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I wind up, and heave the frisbee for my most excellent distance throw - and NAT GOES DOWN!!!! I pegged her IN THE NECK with my Driver!!!! Which is one of the heavier discs AT THAT!!!! Someone behind me yells... "SHE'S DOWN!!!! SHE'S DOWN!!!!!"</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And Nat has collapsed on the grass, moaning and holding her neck!!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" ><br />MARIA JANE YOU IDIOT! WHOSE THROW IS THAT OFF!?!?!?! WHO DOES THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> anyhow. Needless to say, after Ray (her husband) came DASHING out of the shrubbery (where he was retrieving his own thrown disc) to the rescue... Nat was able to stand, with tears in her eyes, and a large red welt on her neck, and continue playing.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I have not, and will not forget this injury. And every now and then, we like to bring it up... To laugh at me, and the way that Nat FLUNG herself onto the grass after the toss... and the way that Ray BOUNDED up the grass embankment to help his cherished one... It was an amusing time AFTER the fatal injury was pronounced less fatal.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I felt pretty lame.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">THE END.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Have a delightful day! I am ending at THAT.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">oh the times we have. hm? what now? what was that maria?</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I do like to attempt to KILL My friends on the odd occasion.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">watch your backs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >mariajane.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">For more information on Disc Golf, check out</span>: </span> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disc_golf"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" > http://en.w</span></a><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disc_golf"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >ikipedia.org/wiki/Disc_golf</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-115220962437486721?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1151595731718142292006-06-29T08:17:00.000-07:002006-07-06T11:44:15.630-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Life... ah, Life...</span></span></span></span><br /></div> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span> <div style="text-align: center;"> <div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> So I continue to discover that I am lazy, and unmotivated, when I am getting married, in less</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">than a MONTH AND A HALF!!!!!!! This is a very bad thing. I am at the office: I am thinking to myself: "I am sure there is SOMETHING I could be looking up online to help me plan my wedding..." </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">It's awful!!! I am so distracted.</span> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">So I apologize to all those who are suffering do to my lack of work ethic,</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">and discipline. </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">If anything, I SHOULD NOT be writing on my blog.</span> </span></span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> But it has been almost TWO MONTHS (lots of caps lock today... it's just that kind of a day!) since I last posted. And I</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">thought that my beloved fans (moi ha ha) deserved a little somethin' somethin'... you know? I hope you know. </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Because I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!</span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">heh heh.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> Anyhow.Life is just ploughing along otherwise! I am super super super super super pumped about my wedding... and I consistently think that I am most likely the luckiest woman alive, because I am so ridiculously happy (when I'm not feeling guilty about not doing any work ever...)</span> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">But quite honestly - I am happy otherwise!</span> </span></span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> There are a few things that are making me an optimist lately...<br /><br /></span> </span></span> <ol> <li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I am officially going tanning (something I never thought I would say that I would do...</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">but apparently I am... ACK! And it makes me feel pretty!!</span></span></span></li> <li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I am wearing less makeup, because I am tanned! I love it! I am basically wearing a little bronzer</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(to accent the lovely tan) and mascara...</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I am telling Adrian that I am wearing</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">less make up, so that on our wedding day</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">he'll be BLOWN AWAY by how gorgeous I</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">am... But for some reason (if I am not necessarily looking in a mirror all day... ha ha) I</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">feel prettier with</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">less make up on! Must be because it's how God created us... "au</span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P8050129.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P8050129.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> natural"!!!!</span></span></span></li> <li><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I found my "favourite summer hat" that I love oh so much... (see picture - this was taken last summer!) which makes me ridiculously happy, because I love not doing my hair!!! And my hat lets me do that... whoop whoop!!!!</span></span></span></li><li><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I love my apartment. True story. We just moved some stuff around the otherday... lovin' it (ba da ba ba ba...) SO MUCH. Space is so important to me... so when I walk into my living room in the morning, and the sun is making the whole room so warm, and bright, and the room itself is so great... I feel HAPPY! GET HAPPY!!! heh heh...</span><br /> </li> </ol> <ol> </ol> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For now - I will leave the happiness at that.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Other than the fact that I am, indeed, getting married in less than a month and a half, and the time is going to FLY, and life is INSANE. (in the membrane. moi.)<br /><br />I will leave you with this.<br />Hopefully you haven't abandoned me completely, due to the lack of writing on this psychotic blog... *sigh*<br /><br />Thanks Team! (Because really, aren't we all one big, happy, lame, and oh so CRAZY team?)<br /><br />AMEN!<br /><br />mariajane.<br /></span><br /><br /></div> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span></span></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-115159573171814229?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1147212335656777942006-05-09T14:49:00.000-07:002006-07-06T11:44:57.076-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070002.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P5070002.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <div style="text-align: left;"> </div><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Hello dear friends... well! Here it is: the new place, full of Adrian and my stuff... we realized that we have a lot of "stuff" between the two of us... and both of us quite reluctant to let either of ours go... an interesting dilemma I would have to say!</span></span></span><br /> <div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> As you can see, from the pictures below, it is a lovely little space! I love the living</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> room walls - they are so warm! And add such class to our living room! I love that... My parents were in</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> Edmonton, and picked up a coffee table for me, from IKEA - so that was amazing as well! </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> We are going to be getting more furniture eventually, but in the meantime, we have two eclectic chairs, plopped up against the far wall... the painting above them is done by Mark Loepky, a good friend, and roomate of Adrian's. He is incredibly talented... and gave Adrian that painting. You should SEE some of his work! Amazing.</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> We are planning on hanging some more pictures, etc. however we wanted to wait until our living room was full of more of our stuff, so</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> that we could get a better understanding of where it should all go... so for now, our walls are mostly bare. The painting by Mark, is hanging off of</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> a pre-existing nail in the wall! Yahoo! So that was convenient!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P5070005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> I bought a fantastically cheap clock (you will see it, sitting in a little "wall nook" in the picture of the wall!</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">) from EQ3 - on sale for $14... what a steal! I was pretty excited about that. And we</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> are going</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> to have beautiful green curtains in the living room as well, which will go strikingly</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> well with the clock! Woo Hoo!!!! There are so many things to look forward too! I think the <span style="font-style: italic;">most </span>exciting thing, is looking forward to eventually sharing this space with my oh-so-amazing man... *sigh* GO ADRIAN!!!!!</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P5070009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P5070007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The kitchen is delightful! Wonderfully bright,</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> with all new</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> appliances,</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> countertops, floors (it's like</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> it's tile, but not really! Brilliant! It doesn't get cold in the winter! And it's softer on my feet! Woah!) and cupboards... w</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">e are spoiled! You will see my</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> Starbucks coffee maker on the counter... ye</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">s yes... a gift for my birthday - again - I am a spoiled</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> girl! And OH so thankful for it! YAY!!!!!</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />I am trying to keep all my plants alive - they have homes already, on the shelves, and kitchen table - I love plants, but I am not as skilled at feeding them, and nurturing them as I would like to be - though my intentions are purely noble, and loving... I just need to understand what they need better... and I am slowly learning! Some need water hardly once a week... others, every two-three</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> days... it's quite the art, those plants!</span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P5070004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> I am babysitting a friends fishright now: Peeve is his name. I am thrilled about it. I put him into a bigger "home" for now (You will see him perched on the smaller shelving unit in the living room - beside the tv, in the vase beside the wh</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">ite IKEA lamp...) with some lovely little stones at the b</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">ottom... I take far too much pleasure in talking to him in the morning, and feeding him. I am worried about giving him back on Friday (NO! That's TOMORROW!!!!!) because I am so delighte</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">d</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> with him, and have such plans for him! He is going to be the healthiest, fastest, prettiest fish EVER!! [this is bad: I have only had him for about five days, and already their is ownership setting in... I am concerned...]<br />Anyhow... I must end this most exciting blog - sorry, there are no pictures of the bathroom, or bedrooms - I only had time to snap a few, and then we ran away... so you'll have to wait to see those! But isn't new space SO EXCITING!?!?!?!<br />I know it. Don't I just know it.<br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/mariaandjodi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/mariaandjodi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> I will say - it is weird not having Jodi around to chat with all the time... It's always nice having your</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> amazing roomate at home to make you laugh, and to watch tv with... Life will never be the same! I love you Jodes!!!! Here is a picture taking us back to third year at Prov... when we were living in our adorable little apartment on campus with Sarah and Laura! GOOD TIMES! My hair was so short! Wow!!!<br /><br />I will leave a few more pictures of my place down at the bottom... one of the fridge (because I love my fridge, too!!) and then a bigger one of the living room... but I will have to leave for now. I can only take <span style="font-style: italic;">so</span> much time out of a day, in order to update the WORLD (as I know it, anyways... which is significantly smaller than it sounds... and yet, due to the size of my guest list... maybe it actually is as big as it sounds...) on my oh so wonderfully normal, and yet perfectly un-ordinary life!<br />HALLELUJAH!<br /><br />have a wonderful day!<br /><br />mariajane.<br /></span></span></span><br /></div> </div> <div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070010.jpg"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070003.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P5070003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P5070010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P5070010.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Never let loyalty and kindness leave you... tie them around your neck as a reminder. Write them deep within your heart.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> <span style="font-size:78%;">Proverbs 3:3</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /></span></span></span></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-114721233565677794?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1144871318183733112006-04-12T12:38:00.000-07:002006-07-06T11:47:15.583-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/70.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/70.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P3190105.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P3190105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P3190093.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P3190093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style=""><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Hello friends... and fiends...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Well, life moves on... and next Monday, I am officially moving into Adrian and my new apartment!</span> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">(without Adrian of course... heh heh...)</span> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">And aren't I just pleased as punch about THAT!? I am. If you see the above pictures, it is a lovely little place, right on St. Mary's (the north end, close to Tache). We are in love with it, and I am so excited to make it my new home! It is sad that I have to make it my new home almost THREE MONTHS before Adrian can join me... but we love the place so much, that we were NOT willing to let it slip out of our fingers... so we jumped!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">The picture of Adrian and I was taken last week by Kerri Woelke, our photographer! She is doing our wedding pictures, and last week we did our engagement shots... They are all so fantastic... and it just made me MORE excited for how lovely my wedding pictures will be... Kerri - you are SO GOOD! </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> S</span></span></span></span><span style=""><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">o life pushes forward. Church is good - always a challenge! I have realized that this last year has been such a challenging one... it is amazing: is it always this rough your first year working at a church? Just wondering... because it seems I am really experiencing a wide gamet of things... and most of them - You got it! Challenging. I feel God has somehow created me for the challenge (hallelujah!) - however it does make you wonder... could I do this for a long time...? God truly, only knows...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">I find lately, the time to carve out for reading, and quiet elusive. Mostly because I become impatient with it - or else when it is available to me, I don't seize my moment, and do it! I am quite ridiculous actually. And yet it is such a necessity! I have such a longing to just be a hermit sometimes (which is ironic, as I waste the quiet time I do have...) - so that I can sit and drink tea all day, reading, and writing... and being "contemplative" - not that any of my thoughts are profound, new, or un-explored... I just enjoy doing it! Rethinking what has been thought, and re-reading what has been written. How am I creating something new? What am I doing that the world hasn't experienced?</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">Really, if I think about it, everything I do is new, creative, and never done before. It doesn't take something unusual. I am quite positive that I have never written this sentence before, or sat here, in this moment before... and I am the only one who will do it, most likely... so I think I have quite good odds, that in every moment, of each day, I am creating history... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Makes me feel a little better about myself. Anyhow. Oh the universe and it's axis...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">This will be all!<br />Enjoy your days... unfortunately, in the lovely city of Winnipeg, a slight cold chill has come upon us today (I think there is a high of 8) - so we are grinning, and bearing it! It is true we have been spoiled with the recent warm weather (the weekend was 22!!!! WOAH!) and so I will not complain about a nippy 8 degrees... it would be unnecessarily pessimistic, and whiny...<br /><br />A holy kiss!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mariajane.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-114487131818373311?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1144724364191847952006-04-10T19:53:00.000-07:002006-07-06T11:47:58.913-07:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >I am alive.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Just to ease anyone's concern. I thought I would just quickly drop an "unofficial hello", which might encourage me to follow up with a sincere blog tomorrow... will I? Will I though...?</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Ahh... life...</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">tis' all! For now...<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">will I think of thee tomorrw sweet blog...</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Only that blessed 'morrow will know. he he...</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">cheers.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-114472436419184795?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1141933897196520592006-03-09T11:25:00.000-08:002006-07-06T11:48:24.693-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well, so that everyone is clear, <span style="font-weight: bold;">two</span> good things have officially happened upon me today (well the first is something that is soon to happen...) :<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P1250103.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P1250103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">1.</span> My sister is coming home today! Huzzah! She has been in</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Africa for FAR too long, and</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> tonight she comes home! Praise the Lord! Here she is with some</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> of the Ethiopian women, who work in the ktichen, at the orphanage.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sadly, she wont be home for too long... she is off to BC quite quickly... however to see her is going to be a delight. Toot Toot! (this has become a signature mark of sheer joy... the</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> tooting - as in a horn, not a small fart.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2.</span> I am reading "Surprised by Joy" by C.S. Lewis, and happened upon one of my most favourite descriptions EVER - and though long, I would like to invite all of you to enjoy it with me. I love the way that Lewis writes. It is </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >almost</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> as if he is sitting in a comfy chair beside me, narrating, in a conversational way, the experiences and visions of his life... amazing... Here is what I discovered in this GEM of a book today:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span><blockquote><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Now step a little way - only two fields and a cross a lane and up to the top of the bank on the far side - and you will see, looking south with a little east in it, a different world. And having seen it, blame me if you can for being a romantic. For here is the thing itself, utterly irresistible, the way to the world's end, the land of longing, the breaking and blessing of hearts. You are looking across what may be called, in a certain sense, the plain of Down, and seeing beyond it the Mourne Mountains... </span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Here is the recipe for imagining it. Take a number of medium sized potatoes and lay them down (one layer of them only) in a flat-bottomed tin basin. Now shake loose earth over them till the potatoes themselves, but not the shape of them, is hidden; and of course the crevices between them will now be depressions of earth. Now magnify the whole thing till those crevices are large enough to conceal each its stream and its huddle of trees. And then, for colouring, change your brown earth into the chequered pattern of fields, always small fields (a couple of acres each), with all their normal variety of crop, grass, and plough.<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> You have now got a picture of the 'plain' of Down, which is a plain only in this sense that if you were a very large giant you would regard it as level but very ill to walk on - like cobbles. And now remember that every cottage is white. The whole expanse laughs with these little white dots; it is like nothing so much as the assembly of white foam caps when a fresh breeze is on a summer sea. And the roads are white too; there is no tarmac yet. And because the whole country is a turbulent demo-crazy of little hills, these roads shoot in every direction, disappearing and reappearing.</span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> <br />But you must not spread over this landscape your hard English sunlight; make it paler, make it softer, blur the edges of the white cumuli, cover it with watery gleams, deepening it, making all unsubstantial. And beyond all this, so remote that they seem fantastically abrupt at the very limit of your vision, imagine the mountains. They are no stragglers. They are steep and compact and pointed and toothed and jagged. They seem to have nothing to do with the little hills and cottages that divide you from them. And sometimes they are blue, sometimes violet; but quite often they look transparent - as if huge sheets of gauze had been cut into mountainous shapes and hung up there, so that you could see through them the light of the invisible sea at their backs.</span></span><br /></blockquote><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Enjoy the world, my peeps... I hope at the end of my life, I am able to describe life, or a landscape, or an experience, as he does... or at least remember it that vividly, even when words may fail me...<br /><br />blessings,<br /><br />mariajane.<br /><br /></span><br /><blockquote></blockquote> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-114193389719652059?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1141180361795408162006-02-28T18:02:00.000-08:002006-07-06T11:49:10.800-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P2010311-2.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P2010311-2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>So I have not written, in what seems, 'a coon's age'.<br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;">I am not sure, as to the reason. But I do apologize. Life, it seems, caught up with me... It has been over a week, since the exceptionally <span style="font-style: italic;">eventful </span>purchase of my oh-so-lovely wedding dress... and the thought of it, I am proud to say: brings me sheer joy! True Story.<br />In the meantime, my head and heart have been full, and yet lacking particular clarity, I would say... Last week I had the privilidge of having more spare time than usual, and it was so wonderful. I read a lot, and journaled. All, very lovely things to do in your spare time.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> I am only <span style="font-style: italic;">slightly</span> ashamed to say, part of that time was designated to some serious '24' watching - good old Kiefer Sutherland, and '24'... It was great. I stayed up significantly late on Saturday night, to finish watching Season 3 (we rented them on DVD...). And it was so worth it.<br /><br /> Do I have anything significant to say? I don't think so.<br />I can say that my heart feels very full - as does my mind. Almost numb feeling... and full in terms of thoughts running rampant, that I can't really pin down... I'm not sure what it really is... but I have had so many thoughts as of late. It's almost like fatigue...<br />Do you ever feel the eternity of your soul? I know that sounds so "vague" and "romantic" - and yet sometimes, the way that life presses in, and I just sort of sit back, and take it in... I feel eternity in moments... it's a scary thing, and yet a beautiful thing, all at once. Almost in a mist - haze - It reminds me how fragile, and yet permanent I am. How it all matters, and yet doesn't matter at all...<br />I should end, because you know - when my brain is fuzzy, not too many interesting things emerge! WOAH! So I would looooove to end, with a prayer for my friends! Because I love you guys!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> "I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better. I pray also that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is like the working of his might strength, which he exerted in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms..."</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Ephesians 1:16-20<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">oh so much love,<br />mariajane</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></span></div> </div> </div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P1310278.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P1310278.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-114118036179540816?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1139948148661632172006-02-14T12:04:00.000-08:002006-02-14T12:15:48.683-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/mjt.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/mjt.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />I BOUGHT MY WEDDING DRESS!!!!!!</span></span></span></span><br /> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">I'm sorry - I would post pictures... </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">but Adrian can view this sight.</span></span></span></span></span> <br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">You'll just hve to trust me when I say - </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I'm BREATHTAKING!!!!! </span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">WHOOP-pah-dee-DOOO!!!!!!!!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">mariajane.</span></span></span></span></span><br /></div> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />By the way: what<span style="font-style: italic;"> is it </span>with my short blog entries lately...? I suppose there has just been TOO many quick things I need to tell people. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">So I apologize for the lack of content, and for the dull material. I mean, my wedding dress is pretty STINKING EXCITING... but when you can't see it... it tends to be note quite as exciting... yah... you know... Well I'M excited. ahem.</span></span><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113994814866163217?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1139692232525269032006-02-11T13:06:00.000-08:002006-02-11T13:10:32.540-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" >The Switch</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /></div> <span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I switched purses today. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sometimes, that has to happen.</span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">the end.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">m</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">ariajane</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div> <span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113969223252526903?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1139613859323293192006-02-10T15:21:00.000-08:002006-02-10T15:24:19.323-08:00<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >By the way:<br />Aren't we looking AWFULLY afraid of SOMETHING or other in that picture?<br />I mean really... we are scared! of the camera... of the car in front of us that we are disregarding as we take this picture... of the bison... of the unusual way my top lip has disapeared in this picture...<br /><br />Either way:<br />we are afraid - and lookin' it.<br />mmmm hmmm....<br /><br />"Stick a fork in me, I'm done!"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113961385932329319?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1139613568511278492006-02-10T15:15:00.000-08:002006-02-10T15:20:12.746-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P2080005-2.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/P2080005-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I would like to dedicate this "entry" to my freakishly AMAZING fiance, Mister Adrian Enns. I would like to state for the record, that he is unbelievably amazing, and I am SO LUCKY to have snagged such a catch! SERIOUSLY!<br /> Ladies:<span style="font-weight: bold;"> hold out</span>! Because crazy, wacky, loving, and oh-so-wonderful men are OUT THERE! true story.<br /> Now, I had to have a reason to put this picture on here, right? So I thought - what better reason, than Adrian himself? REALLY!?!? There IS no better reason. Kudos to my man!<br /> mariajane.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113961356851127849?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1139439087449488992006-02-08T14:21:00.000-08:002006-02-08T15:00:04.926-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;">BUGirl Tour </span></span><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"B - U - Girl! ... dot com!"<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div> <div> </div> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><font><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><font> I have had the privilidge of being involved in two nights of the BUG tour (Beautiful Unique Girl Tour), one of those times being last night in Bluemenort... WOO HOO!!!!! (that will be my first shout out: To Bluemenort!)</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><font><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><font> Avante Records has started this tour, and it goes around to various churches with a "band of women" who teach, s</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" ><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><font>ing, and laugh together as they share God's love with girls in Jr. & Sr. High... 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/></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/BUGTourgirls.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/BUGTourgirls.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><font>The girls I was with the last two times were:<br />Amanda Falk, Alexa Dirks and Meghan Pierce...</span><font><br /><br /></span><font><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br /><font> Meghan and I were all about the good times. Which mostly involved stuffing broccoli into our teeth, and taking pictures of it... Didn't you know? NOTHING tells girls about the love of Jesus, like Broccoli... mmmm...</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/BUGmegmaiabroc..0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/400/BUGmegmaiabroc..jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><font><br /></span><font><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/BUGmegmaria.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/BUGmegmaria.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><font><br /><br /><br /><br />Good times? Yes. I have been amazed at how girls are vulnerable, when you put them in their pajamas, </span><font>and spread shag carpet around, and paint your nails... ah...</span><font><br /></span><font><br />Anyhow. It's been really neat to be a part of it! Twice anyways. I just did registration and merch... however - I love counting money! YAY!!!!!! And selling things. Good times. Good times. I'd like to send a little "shout out" to my peeps (mandy, alexa and meg) and say - I LOVE YOU GIRLS!!!!!!!!!! Seriously. Ummm... can I just say... "B - U - GIRL!!!!!..." but something else...? No. I cannot.<br /><br />Sorry for those of you who are bored. Any excuse to put pictures of me, with broccoli in my teeth up - and I take it! So I wrote about it! 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style="font-family:arial;">OH! Afterthought! If you would like to check out an AMAZING album: </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Check out the new David Crowder CD - "Collision". </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">It's fantastic. A real mix of unique sound,<br />and beautiful lyrics, and</span><font></span><span style="font-family:arial;"> melodies... sigh...</span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113943908744948899?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1139086784739007942006-02-04T12:59:00.000-08:002006-02-04T12:59:44.773-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/Sunset.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:2px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/200/Sunset.jpg'></a><br />When you need a little color... &nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113908678473900794?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1138842000963388552006-02-01T16:46:00.000-08:002006-02-02T07:53:41.696-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">THOSE BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS...</strong></span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" >and Gift Registries...</span><br /></div> <br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;">So, about registering...<br />what is the DEAL?!?!?!?<br /><br /> I like color... and I like new stuff... But then there is practicality, and:<br />"What does he have? What do I have?"<br />This involves THOUGHT!<br />I thought I could just walk into a pretty store and pick some pretty things that I really want... and then all would be well in the world! This is not how it is. No. But almost. I mean, despite the limitations that I thought would NOT be affecting me this evening... I am still pretty excited about the freedom that does remain...<br /><br /> Ah... the world is still beautiful! I think it could never STOP being beautiful... I could stop being beautiful... But the world couldn't... You know? Do you KNOW what I mean. And it's NOT beautiful because of the pretty things I could potentially have. No.<br /><br />It is beautiful, because God consistently shows up in it. In subtle, or rather blatant ways... but when it stops being beautiful, it's usually because I have stopped looking... I heard this photographer from National Geographic speak at a worship conference... he was amazing. National Geographic picks him to photograph the worst places... because it doesn't matter where they send him, he always comes back with a beautiful picture! Where everyone else would find something dead, or lifeless, he finds life, and beauty... and he says: it's an attitude. If you recognize, that it doesn't matter where you go, there is something beautiful there... then you'll find it. It's your sight that is usually the problem.<br /><br />So tonight is beautiful. Chicken and Rice, and then Home Outfitters...<br />Does it GET any better? And could I BE any more random? Think about it: from gift registeries, to BEAUTY - how to percieve it... Wow. I'm good... I mean, I'm reeeeally good...<br /><br />Love. Shallom!<br />mariajane.<br /><br /></div> <span style="font-family: arial;">PS: sorry, no picture today... I became significantly less interesting immediately! oops.</span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/ngr_footer_03.0.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/ngr_footer_03.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/ngr_footer_01.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/ngr_footer_01.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113884200096338855?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1138297161390843942006-01-26T09:13:00.000-08:002006-01-26T09:39:21.406-08:00<div align="center"> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">W</span><span style="color:#ff9900;">E</span><span style="color:#ff6666;">D</span><span style="color:#ffcc00;">D</span><span style="color:#cc0000;">I</span><span style="color:#ff9900;">N</span><span style="color:#ff6666;">G <span style="color:#ffcc33;">P</span><span style="color:#cc0000;">L</span><span style="color:#ff9900;">A</span><span style="color:#ff6666;">N</span></span><span style="color:#ffcc33;">S</span></span></span></strong></span></span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><p align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;"></span></span></span></span></strong></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P1130338-2.1.jpg" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Well, wedding days are upon us... Adrian and I have nailed down a reception site! Praise the LORD! It is beautiful... well, I love it anyways. We went and looked at it the other day... and it is VERY different without the green grass, gree trees, and bright sun... standing in a cold, tent in the middle of winter isn't necessarily the ideal way to imagine your wedding...<br />I love it. I do! These three pictures are inside the tent. It is a permanent tent... with sides that fold up, and the couple who owns it (near Nivervill, MB) will do all the set up and take down for us... etc... so my day will be stress free! Yay!</span> </p><p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P1130345-2.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Also, there are some lovely features! Such as the dance floor! (no rentals for me!!!) And the lovely rafter ceiling! Yay! </span></p><p align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P1130342-2.jpg" width="193" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Life and love is truly a gift. Anyhow... There are more things to do... But I thought I'd let everyone see the beauty that will be my wedding... (Just imagine it in summer... the sunshine, the greeness, the AMAZING flowers everywhere, tables buzzing, full of the people we love... candles, a fire blazing outside after dusk - the music of the dance - It will be amazing! *sigh*) </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Have a wonderful day!<br />Sorry - no "insightful" or "inspiring" thoughts today... nothing from the "depths of my soul"... just some stuff. Life is full of stuff.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">plain. boring. wonderful stuff.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">mariajane.<br /></span><br /></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113829716139084394?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1137703516693456542006-01-19T12:32:00.000-08:002006-01-19T12:46:13.976-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P8050154.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/P8050154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Well, clarity comes in unusual ways, hm? Before I start, this picture is coming home from the WhiteShell in the summer... and the sky was so brilliant! There are more pictures... I am a bit of a fanatic, when I get going, hm?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Anyhow... I was reading John of the Cross yesterday (The Dark Night of the Soul)... and moments of bleakness... moments when your faith becomes "homely", and you are frustrated in the lack of color... it's alright. I think my problem, is that in those moments, instead of sitting back, and waiting for God... I want to get up and GO towards him. But sometimes the best posture I can take, is one of repose, and quiet. So yesterday I took a day to be peaceful. I wrote, I read, I made cinnamon buns... it was really wonderful. Well needed.<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And (so John of the Cross tells me...) these moments of darkness... whether brief or lengthy, are times that God wants to draw us to himself... to replenish, strengthen and stretch us. The whole point, is that we cannot remain stagnant... we can't sit still in our faith... and those moments often come, when we are not recognizing that need to move, and grow to be more like Christ.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Anyhow... it made me content to be discontent... I feel like I then need to pause and sigh, and be joyful at once... Life, hm?<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And I'd like to send a HUGE CONGRATULATIONS out to my friends, Janie and Dave Colvinson, who went and HAD A BEAUTIFUL BABY GIRL!!!!!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Praise the Lord! We are loving, and praying for you both!<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">The end!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">mariajane.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113770351669345654?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1137532998098675782006-01-17T13:05:00.000-08:002006-01-17T13:23:18.116-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/PB230239.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/PB230239.jpg" border="0" /></a> How long? How long has it been?!?!?<br />Somehow I knew that things would be this way... a fascination that I could not stay AWAY from for about a week and a half... and then it is a stretch to write regularly...<br />I believe it is because I do things all or nothing... so I can't come on and just "quickly write" something... IT MUST BE THE BEST!<br />oh... the best of the best.<br /><br /><br />This is where Maria is now:<br />I am working, at The Meeting Place... I have had a hard time feeling really motivated lately - just feeling unusually tired... but praying that God recreates vision and passion within me, to refocus, and be excited about this new year... of life and craziness...<br /><br />I love worship, and I love singing... but when you do too much... and you are just working weekend to weekend... you start slowly ebbing away... draining out... and you need to replenish yourself. So I must replenish... not entirely sure how. What it means. But life must move forward. Even backward steps, are only tricky forward steps in my opinion... You just have to catch it!<br /><br />I have considered, and might follow through, on quitting at Starbucks. This breaks my unusual heart... I love working there! Staff is super... and I get free COFFEE!!!! But my stressful life, and need to plan a wedding, and need to have time that is quiet, and also full of praise... it just outweighs my need for free coffee, and steaming milk, washing floors, etc... You dig it?!?! I DO!<br /><br />I am making an effort to recapture what it means to fall in love with God. Not in the weird, romantic, nonsensical, lack of realism way... in the: My life is my faith - kind of way. I want to be known for Jesus. Man - it's easy to write... but to live? To be bold? To love well? I am a coward almost every day... no wait: I would say every day.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/29.99.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/29.99.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This must end. The thoughts, the madness.<br />I will most likely be off to to the "Wonderful Wedding Show" this weekend... if I can arrange it with work! I want FREE STUFF!!!!! Oh! And our reception site is SET IN STONE!!!!! So that is another gift. Praise the Lord! He is showering Adrian and I with gifts... We are SO grateful!<br /><br />Anyhow. I thought I would include some lovely pictures today... Because yellow is happy and sunny... and because those leaves up there? They were the leaves in BC when I was there a few months ago... They are from the park, in which Adrian proposed, actually... (good times! good times!)<br />And while it was fall, and crisp, and clear in Abbostford is was freezing, and snow covered in Winnipeg... the joys of the West Coast! (tear, tear)<br /><br />Ciao!<br /><br />mariajane.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113753299809867578?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1136308340489496242006-01-03T08:44:00.000-08:002006-01-03T09:12:20.530-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/mjt.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/mjt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!<br /><br />I know, I know...<br />Two days too late, you say.<br />Well, as my father would inappropriately say: "Go suck rocks."<br />DAD! I GAVE YOU AWAY!!!!!<br /><br />Just so you are all aware: I just had to go look up "Inappropriately" up in my dictionary, cuz I really thought it had two N's, instead of two P's... sheesh. So I cannot be credited with the spelling of that word. Though I would like to be.<br /><br /><br />So: A new year. Thoughts? Meanderings? Quips?<br />I would like to say only a few things (however typcially a few things, take a reasonable amount of time... so we'll see how THIS goes...)<br /><br />Yes: I made resolutions. I am getting married. I am going to have sex (after I am married!). I am going to lose weight. I am going to do my devotions. I am going to do devotions and pray more with Adrian.<br /><br />I think those were the things.<br />Typical? Probably. But for me: ridiculously personal. Adrian: I am so sorry I reminded the "world" (by world I mean my small world...) that one day, we will be having sex... but WHY hide from it? This is highly unprofessional, and most likely embarrassing, but I have rarely been one to think too much before I speak/write... so I obviously wont start now. It wasn't a resolution anyways. And isn't that what everyone LOVES about me...? Except a few select family members possibly... heh heh...<br /><br />Will I follow through on those resolutions? Some of them: Quite obviously. In fact most of them are 'resolutions' cuz I KNEW they would be happening... tee hee hee... not because I think they SHOULD happen, or would like to "work on" making them happen. I cheat. I know.<br /><br />But the resolutions that are in my own hands? That require self discipline, and potentially restraint? Well: We'll see how my heart and will hold up... I am praying that the Good Lord gives me more will power than I typically own... But I can't just "put" this on my dear Saviour either... right? Oh Abba... because he also wants me to take ownership of my decisions... he wants me to be responsible, and develop characteristics that honor him...<br /><br />So to close today, I will remark on the first fragments of wedding plans that I have begun... Jodi Epp (my lovely roomate) has begun to help me sort through a guest list... OH MY WORD!!!! So to those of you who have done this before: KUDOS TO YOU!!! Because this is going to be the hard stuff. The tough crap.<br />I am not excited about working my way through this sucker... cuz man: I want EVERYONE AT MY WEDDING!!!! But as I discovered yesterday: this will not be possible.<br />I don't think they have a tent big enough...<br /><br />So I will keep you posted on the stressful workings of my wedding plans...<br />Hope to go dress shopping soon... which could potentially be AMAZING, and also be very depressing... so may I go with the best intentions, and love for my self... and leave with a strong optimism, and that same dignity and self-confidence that I started my day with...<br /><br />Well: have a wonderful day everyone! May Jesus be smiling on all of us!<br /><br />mariajane.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113630834048949624?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135985373706629072005-12-30T15:17:00.000-08:002005-12-30T15:29:33.716-08:00Why is this such a problem?<br />I'm not sure. But this blogging nonsense, really gets into a person. Wait. It will pass. Because in about a month or two... it will be like I never had a blog... except I will...<br />ooooh...<br /><br />for those of youwondering: my brother's team unfortunately lost their game yesterday. Heartbreaker. However they did win this morning!!! Yay! So they have come in 3rd, in the Wesmen Classic, here in Winnipeg... GO JEFF!!!<br /><br />Just so you are all aware, I have numerous other family members, who have not been mentioned. I just don't have pictures of them downloaded yet.<br />My family is the following:<br /><br />Mom and Dad/Beppa and Grandpa/Linda and Bill etc...<br />Joel and Deb (oldest brother, and sister-in-law!)<br /> Savannah, Tia, Siebe, Emmalee, Matteya (nieces and nephew, Joel & Deb's kiddies!)<br />Lora (aunty) and Scott! the elder sister[not by toooo much], and the boyfriend!!!<br />myself and Adrian<br />Jana (Aunty) [younger sister]<br />Jeff (uncle) [younger brother]<br /><br />That should be it for blood relatives.<br />I am going to be inheriting a new family soon... well, in about: eight months (FREAK OUT!!!) and they are the lovely clan of Enns...<br />You know, if I started naming everyone I love on this page...<br />it could possibly get out of HAND!<br />freakish. I was thinking today, that I should most likely create an online photo album, so that I can put pictures in that and then I wont have to use up SO MUCH SPACE on my blog... but what fun is THAT!?!?!? yah, I'm not sure.<br />Anyhow. The end of the year approaches. New Years Eve: upon us!<br />I hope all of you are safe, and joyful! And have a little too much fun.<br />blessings. See you in the NEW YEAR!!!!!! (confetti falls from the sky! horns are blowing... IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!!!!!)<br />ciao.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113598537370662907?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135884502475458622005-12-29T11:25:00.001-08:002005-12-29T11:28:22.490-08:00Check out the Music Team group site from The Meeting Place!<br /><br /><a href="http://ca.groups.yahoo.com/group/tmpmusicteam/">http://ca.groups.yahoo.com/group/tmpmusicteam/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113588450247545862?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135880317197718392005-12-29T10:18:00.000-08:002005-12-29T10:18:37.206-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/lovelyjodi.0.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:2px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/200/lovelyjodi.jpg'></a><br />My dear roomate and friend: Jodi Epp! We've lived together for almost two years! Our apartment ROCKS!!!&nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113588031719771839?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135877463826468622005-12-29T09:31:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:31:03.830-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/janamaria.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/janamaria.jpg'></a><br />Jana and Me... in Winnipeg! &nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587746382646862?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135877343353720502005-12-29T09:29:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:29:03.356-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/P1290213.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/P1290213.jpg'></a><br />This is my sister: Jana. She is in Ethiopia right now... I had the PRIVILIDGE to go and visit her last year (around this time, actually... crazy!) and we had SUCH a good time. Here we were biking in Bahar Dar - terrible bikes, and bumpy roads = SOAR BUMS!!!! But it was a trip to remember! Jana works in an orphanage in the capital city (Addis Abbaba) and is amazing at it. She has always been good with kids, and her heart is full when she gets to invest time into the lives of those children!&nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587734335372050?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135876936323503422005-12-29T09:22:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:22:16.326-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/SiebePark.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/SiebePark.jpg'></a><br />And the nephew. Siebe. This is Canada Day, in Winnipeg! My brother Joel and sister-in-law Deb, live in BC (Langley) but once a year (or every other year... sniff...) they come out to Winnipeg. Which makes Beppa and Grandpa, and uncle Jeff and Aunty Maria, SO HAPPY!!!! &nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587693632350342?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135876827426189282005-12-29T09:20:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:20:27.433-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/Sav%26TiaBeach1.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/Sav%26TiaBeach1.jpg'></a><br />Tia (left) & Savannah (right)... More neices!!! I know! Some of you are beginning to wonder: how MANY does she have??? Well... we're almost done... &nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587682742618928?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135876762278323512005-12-29T09:19:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:19:22.290-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/Mattea14.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/Mattea14.jpg'></a><br />Matteya! Another neice... Yay!&nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587676227832351?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135876686443215042005-12-29T09:18:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:18:06.446-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/Adrian6.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/Adrian6.jpg'></a><br />The man of the Hour!&nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587668644321504?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135876651718004082005-12-29T09:17:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:17:31.726-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/Emily7.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/Emily7.jpg'></a><br />My neice Emmalee!&nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587665171800408?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135875889044824422005-12-29T08:30:00.000-08:002005-12-29T09:04:49.083-08:00<p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/P6190133.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/320/P6190133.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So today... I am simply infatuated with the idea that I can blog.<br />It is pretty exciting when thought about.<br />The picture above...? Yes. You ask. It is simply a picture I took, while shaking my hand, and driving with Adrian down Broadway at night. Lights are so fantastic.<br />Today? Today is wonderful. I have a head cold: yes. I haven't had one in forever - as far as I can remember anyways. My sinuses: they exist! Because when I blew my nose this morning... it TICKLED!!! How can something tickle, and yet hurt at the same time... ? I'm not quiet sure.<br />Anyhow. This is my post for the day!<br />I am staying at my parents, while I am in possession of Adrian's car. He decided to fly away to the Phillipines for Christmas with his family (His brother and sister-in-law are living there for a year!), so leaving his oh-so-beautiful car to me! Yay!!! </span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/JeffLaugh.1.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/JeffLaugh.1.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So I have means of getting around... Which means I can hang out with my family! </span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">My brother Jeff has a basketball game today, which I WILL be attending: I love going to his games. Highschool athletics seem to be at quite a high caliber! Basketball is on the menu. Not that any of the players are edible.</span></p><span style="font-family:arial;">Anyhow. My brother is freakishly good at almost every sport imaginable... and is one of my many heros... (though he is younger than me: this is true).</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">If you haven't caught on, the picture to the right, is Jeff.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">So that you can meet everyone, I will post pictures of the crazy amazing people in my life... so look for those! Pictures are so fantastic. I love them. I could take them, and look at them in great amounts. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Anyhow. That will be all for today. No great thoughts. Not really a great amount of anything: but life in general is to be lived and THEN spoken of... I can't write <em>about</em> everything, without experiencing it. So I am off to experience LIFE, and then to write it all down...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Blessings peeps!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113587588904482442?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135791637737828972005-12-28T09:40:00.000-08:002005-12-28T09:40:37.740-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/640/P6180063.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/263/9204/320/P6180063.jpg'></a><br />One of my favourite pastimes&nbsp;<a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113579163773782897?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1135789664757066482005-12-28T08:52:00.000-08:002005-12-28T09:23:16.526-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/1600/Engagement.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7908/1926/200/Engagement.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">Yes, the rumours are true... </span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I'M ENGAGED!!!!!</span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">God has seen fit to bless me with an AMAZING fiance, Adrian Enns!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">The story is this:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">I flew to BC to visit family and friends for a week... Adrian dropped me off at the airport that afternoon... (Tuesday, November 22) and little did I know... five hours later he too, boarded a plane, to come out to the WONDERFUL West Coast!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">Well, the next Day (November 23!) I was walking in a park in Abbostford (Mill Lake Park to be exact...) with my dear friend Brandie Bradshaw (who was IN ON IT the entire time...).</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">We had walked around half of the lake, when Brandie said, "Hey, why don't we sit for a little while?"</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">I was innocently compliant, enjoying my eggnog latte (Starbucks! yay!) and the conversation... About five minutes after being perched on the bench, Brandie got an "important call" from one of the parents of the youth at the church she works at. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">She was very apologetic, but knew that she "had to take the call"... so I dismissed her graciously... and she walked away to talk quite seriously... </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">I remained near the bench... pondering over what to do while I waited... it was a little cold, so the thought of moving around appealed to me... I debated taking more pictures (than I already had... the park was quite pretty, and I had already been taking a lot of pics of ducks... trees... leaves...) and decided against it. My thoughts returned to my latte... and I remembered that I had finished it, and it was sitting underneath our lovely little bench...<br />I was thoroughly excited at the prospect of having something to do: "I could throw away my cup!" I turned around to pick it up, and there, having walked through some bushes, near the lakefront, was Adrian! Walking straight towards me!!!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">I was caught COMPLETELY offguard. My initial response was one of shock, and disbelief... like he was a mirage... something not real... I was imagining him!!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br />"What... no... how...? you... no... I don't... HOW?! Oh my word..."<br /><br />When suddenly it registered... Why he was there... walking towards me with 11 red roses (he had sneakily foreshadowed this event, by sending one red rose with me on the planeride to BC), his hand in his bag, and a look of nervous anticipation and LOVE on his face!!!! My response immediately turned to two things:<br /><br />1. "Oh my word! Oh my word.... oh my word... Oh my WORD!" (this was repeated, for most likely 3 minutes...)<br />2. While tears began POURING down my face!!! (for those of you who know: I'm not much of a crier... so tears were wonderfully appropriate, in conjunction with my enthusiasm, and disbelief!)<br /><br />Needless to say, Adrian got down on one knee, after some sweet antidotes about how much he loves me, and wants to spend the rest of his life getting to know me better... (yes, the tears continue to flow from my eyes!!!) and in immediate response, I break up the "Oh my words" with a "YES!!!"...<br />*sigh*<br /><br />Life is nearly perfect in this moment. I feel scared: scared that I am embarking in loving one person, more than I have ever loved anybody... and knowing that without God's help... I could really mess this up!!!! But also, excitement: because I've never wanted to risk that on anybody, more than Adrian. I felt so undeserving of such a gift!<br />This man loves me more than I think I deserve... But I know, that God smiles on me, and wants what is best for me: and Adrian is above and beyond the best gift EVER!!!!!<br /><br />I am unworthy of God's smile!!!<br /><br />So. That is that! I am going to post a few pictures on here, so you can see the place, and a pic of Adrian and me on that oh so wonderful day... I am looking a little... fuzzy... as I had been crying for a LONG time...<br /><br />Oh, and when Brandie returned from her "phone call" (which was really Adrian calling her to let her know that he was "in place"... ) I SHRIEKED... and the madness BEGAN!!!!!<br /><br />That is that.<br />I thought it important to write it all down, for the world to read... YAY!!!!!!<br /><br />So I would just like to thank (once again) my amazing heavenly father, who sees fit to put such gifts in my life... I have amazing friends, and a wonderful fiance, and an amazing family... all of whom support and love me... GOD IS SO GOOD!!!!!!<br /><br />I will keep you posted on wedding plans!<br />WOO HOO!!!!!!<br /><br />maria jane.</span></strong><br /><br /><br /></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113578966475706648?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19464046.post-1133393417927847432005-11-30T15:30:00.000-08:002005-11-30T15:30:17.926-08:00How to begin? <br />Yes, a question... <br />I think I will be more concerned with how to end. <br /> <br />For now, an explanation, as to the name: "The Balance Beam"... I was trying to be "intelligent" if you will... in choosing a name for this blog. I thought to myself: 'what would summarize my process and gleanings in the last couple of years...? what have I learned?' <br />I answered myself, with the resounding CLANG: balance. <br />I have discovered that life is made up of balances... some acts I cannot make work, and others are so simple... but usually if I am in a dilemma... confused... hurt... you name it: it usually comes down to discovering a balance in my life: something tipped the scale, and I was set off in a wrong direction. Or else a very right direction, that only God himself knew was coming. <br />That will be it for my first day. <br />The optimism that this will remain "regular" is very slim (to none). <br />Cheers! <br /> <br /><a href="http://mariatuininga.blogspot.com/">The Balance Beam</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19464046-113339341792784743?l=mariatuininga.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maria ennshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11984163405096467365noreply@blogger.com0