mistakes

Do your mistakes define who you are? A timeless question that I don't ever think will be fully answered. I've been thinking about this a lot lately, and my thoughts were brought on by the lengthly debate happening on Leah's blog. If you want to read about it, read her blog. For now, I just wanted to try and make sense of this. I think that your mistakes have to define who you are to a certain extent for the simple reason that you learn from your mistakes. Or you should, anyway. If you're incapable of learning from your mistakes, that's another conversation entirely. So now, how big do those mistakes have to be before your name is tarnished? I made a mistake 7 years ago and had unprotected sex. Now I am branded a single mother. However, I have learned from that mistake (as I still only have one child). Furthermore, I no longer see it as a mistake and stopped seeing it as a mistake the second I held Cassidy in my arms. But regardless, it was still an error in judgement. And I paid for it, believe me. Anyone who has children can attest to that. I guess my point is that nobody should be held in such high regard that they are not accountable for their actions. If you make a mistake, you pay for it. If you break the law, you're punished and you have a criminal record. Maybe I'm just not open minded enough, but in my opinion, I think this this is fairly straightforward. The extent of the penance for your mistakes is what I consider gray matter. Am I way off base here? I don't know. Sigh.

Anyway. I had my first annual performance evaluation this morning. I "exceeded expectations". Woo hoo!!! Hopefully that means my salary will now exceed my expectations. Then maybe I'd actually be able to do some of the things I've been wanted to do for ages. Like go back to Saskatoon for a few days to visit the only people who read my blog! that would be nice. I want to go to Poverino's. I love that place and I haven't found one in Calgary yet. I haven't looked very hard, though. I did discover Chuck E. Cheese's recently. And made the mistake of telling Cassidy that I discovered Chuck E. Cheese's. So we went. And she had a great time, so it was worth it. But I do not recommend it. It took us an hour to even get in and get a table. The food is below average and expensive. I spent $50 for just me and her and all we got out of the deal was a couple pieces of soggy pizza and a silver plastic magic wand.

I have recently discovered the joy of Reese's Pieces Ice Cream.

Tonight is my favorite TV night of the week. The OC and Grey's Anatomy. I think I'm gonna make some popcorn and enjoy. Bye!!!