My Sad Story

Tired of looking for a job, I went and checked in with the good people at Wal-Mart. Since it seems like all my current options are undesireable, I decided to go with the devil I know. I should start work by the middle of next week. I can't wait! At some point, I think I said that I actually enjoyed working at Wal-Mart. Well that was when I thought I was leaving... for good. I feel like the naive farm girl from the Midwest who's gone to Hollywood to pursue her dream of being an actress and ends up doing porn instead. Not that I had a specific dream in mind when I came here, but if I did, it wouldn't have included a "How may I help you?" smock and name badge. At least this time, instead of the shapeless, unflattering smock, I'll opt for the marginally sexier vest. I guess it will just be until September. Hopefully, I'll get into my course at NSCC and by some miracle, will really love it. As I left my interview today, the Wal-Mart personnel manager uttered that dreaded phrase: "You'll fit in in no time". If by that she means I'll start making poor lifestyle choices and develop an obsessive fondness for Michelina's frozen dinners, I sincerely hope she is wrong. I just narrowly escaped last time.

Extra long weekend

I decided to go home for the long weekend. So I did on Friday, now it's Wednesday and I'm still here. One of the benefits of being unemployed, I guess. Everyone here has just been too busy to take me back to Halifax and wasn't too anxious to pay for the bus trip so here I remain. I would have packed more underwear if I'd I known I was going to be here so long. I'm now thinking I was crazy to move into Halifax and live in a little apartment and pay rent just at the time when Bayfield comes alive and is at it's most beautiful. Halifax is great and all but it can't compare to an adorable seaside community in the summer. However I have friends in Halifax and the same can't be said for here. I plan to be back in the city by tomorrow afternoon.


We opened the ice cream stand today. So far business has been good. The locals have been asking for weeks when it was going to open, since it's the only source of entertainment in Bayfield besides the beach. I've been trying to sample all the flavours before I go. Here's a few of them.


My brother Mark was also home for the weekend from Fredericton. We all got to meet his girlfriend Emilie from Montreal, who seems lovely. She liked my father's homemade apple cider and ate every edible part of the lobster, so my parents deemed her worthy.

My father didn't mention to me that he had started beekeeping again so I got a bit of a shock when I was wandering through the woods and came upon two very busy hives. He's a fairly experienced beekeeper and the hives are well maintained but occasionally I still worry about them swarming.


Graduation was last week so my sister is now officially free from high school. She seems pleased. Prom was also last week. Krista's radioactive pink dress cost her five times as much as my prom dress. I hope she enjoyed it. Here's her and boyfriend Jeff, pre-prom.