posting numero uno

so, this blogging thing has piqued my interest to the point that - well, here i am, posting in my very own weblog. i figure, while i continue to hunt down a suitable job, or any job for that matter, i can entertain myself (and maybe some others who wish to read this) with this weblog.

i can finally proudly say that i have been successful in eating an entire meal with chopsticks - a feat which i wasn't sure i could accomplish. i must admit however that halfway through the meal my hand developed amnesia and forgot the function of fingers - i tried to keep the chopsticks in my hands, but they were adament and quite successful in their attempt for freedom as my numb hand released them onto my napkin. i took a break from my meal for a few minutes, had a drink of tea, and resumed eating, pleased to find that my hand had remembered its purpose. surprisingly, i finished my meal before my dad, a seasoned chop-stick user.

this past friday, my parents and i decided to go downtown oakville to starbucks - we were dropping off some dinner for my brother, and wanted to enjoy some of what starbucks has to offer. so, my mom and i dropped off my dad at starbucks while we circled around downtown, up and down streets in search of an empty parking spot. finally, we spotted on on lakeshore, in the heart of downtown, in front of a church - not too far away from our destination. i pulled up next to the car parked in front of the empty space and began my parallel parking into the spot - there i was, easing in, then i felt it : back right tire against the curb. okay abby, try again - deep breath - okay, easing up next to the car again, slowly pulling in - curb! oh man, this was embarassing - i was holding up at least seven cars on lakeshore, every driver's eyes fixed on this red ford focus, attempting to catch a glimpse of this driver who clearly could not parallel park. my mom is sitting in the passenger seat, clearly a little embarassed - here abbs, let me do it. i quickly agreed, and leapt out of the drivers seat, while mom came around to my door - oh the shame, i ran to the sidewalk, hoping the shade of the tree would shade my embarassment! i laughed - nervous laughter mixed with the humour of the situation. i stood and watched as mom pulled into the spot perfectly. as she straightened up, the couple sitting in their car behind us rolled down their windows and said with a smile "hey, it's okay!" oh man, i had no idea they were sitting there directly behind me observing my terrible parking job - or rather, non-parking job. mom got out of the car, and we laughed all the way to starbucks, where i shared the story with my dad who was wondering where we were, and my brother who was on break. phew, another thing to add to my list of things to do: practice parallel parking. i just hope no one i knew was in that line up of cars i caused. :)