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Some of the girls (or should I say women) that I used to hang out with in high school are having a little get-together this weekend in Manitoba. I can't be there, so I thought I would write a little something that would give them a glimpse of what I've been up to since we last saw each other.

Some of the jobs I have done since high school: actress in touring theatre company, maintenance crew at mental institute, video producer for motorhome manufacturer, office assistant for City of Hampstead, assistant to psychoanalyst, switchboard operator, communications assistant at Stratford Shakespearean Festival, front desk clerk at art gallery, data entry at a newspaper, Youth and Children's Co-ordinator at Anglican church, delivery driver for music store, data entry for Diners Club credit card, extra for several movies, data entry for Gynecology conference, and communications for Vineyard Montreal church.

This is me and Dean on our way to Florida last year. I am giving you a great view of my nostrils.

Some of the places I have travelled: New York City, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Cuba, Dominican Republic, England, Germany, Hawaii, Florida, South Africa, Vancouver, Halifax, Calgary, Toronto, Winnipeg, Washington DC, Chicago, Philadelphia, Niagara Falls, and Morden.

This is my cat, Jazz, joining me in watching some lectures for an online worship course I did in 2009. She refused to do the homework, though.
Most traumatic experiences: death of my father when I was 23, motorcycle accident in 1999, getting kicked out of a church for reasons that don't seem all that important right now.

This is me in 2006, visiting the child I sponsor in South Africa. Very humbling experience!

Places I have lived: Winkler, Steinbach, Stratford (ON), Montreal (QC), Ile Perrot (QC), St-Lazare (QC), St-Laurent (QC).

Number of times I have moved since high school: 11

This is the street I live on. See the plane in the sky? We are only 15 minutes from the airport (hint, hint).

Life now: I live in St-Laurent, Quebec (that's a borough of Montreal) with Dean (best husband ever) and Jazz (co-dependent cat with domination issues). Dean works as a Business Manager in the music industry and I am currently working on my MA in Theological Studies at Concordia University. In our spare time we pastor the Vineyard Montreal church, which is currently merged with another faith community for our Sunday evening gatherings in a local university bar. This is downtown Montreal at 11 pm after the Canadiens won the second round of NHL playoffs on May 12, 2010. Everyone was on the street celebrating; they had to shut down the downtown core to traffic.

Favourite things about my life: Friends from all over the world. There is something new to learn every day. Dean. Chai green tea. Living in one of the most diverse and lively cities in the world. I am beloved by God.
This is me and some friends enjoying the sunset from the pier in Ste-Anne-de-Bellevue (edge of Montreal) and trying to be Charlie's Angels.
Things I am still working on: Being a better writer, being a better photographer, being a better teacher, not being afraid of stupid stuff, not getting overwhelmed so easily by challenges, being a better friend, not being so quick to criticise, listening more, loving more, trusting God more.

The first picture is of Carolle's flowers at her chalet this spring. Every girl loves flowers!
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