Songs In Blue

The lovely and hilarious @katydidsays tagged me in a Twitter meme a couple weeks ago and I’ve finally gotten around to doing it.

1.  I refuse to watch scary movies.
Why? Because I’ve been known to jump/scream with fright and bury my head into the couch while watching Disney films.  I even did it a couple times while watching Harry Potter for the first time the other night.  Matt’s response was “dude. 10 year olds watch this and aren’t scared.”
It’s the parts I’m not expecting, like someone being grabbed suddenly, that really terrify me.  The only scary movies I’ve ever seen were the 6th Sense, and What lies beneath…when I was like 14.  I couldn’t sleep for like 3 months after that I was so spooked.

2.  I was named after a black news reporter from Detroit.
I may have to confirm this one with my mom, but the story as I know it goes like this.  My mom was pregnant with me and watching the news(from Detroit…even though we were living in Northern BC) when she noticed the news reporter’s name was ‘Dayna’.  I think she liked that it was spelt with a ‘Y’ instead of the usual ‘Dana’ and decided to use it if she had a girl.  I used to tell people I was named after Dana Murzyn who played for the Canucks while I was growing up.
How Canadian am I?

3.  I grew up on my own island.
Shortly after I was born, we moved to Digby Island, home of the Prince Rupert Airport and not much else.  My dad ran a little cafe as well as the fuel business at the airport.  Our house was the only residential building on the island and you had to take a ferry to get back and forth from the mainland.  I was home schooled for the entire time I lived there, and mom would take us on the ferry a few times a week for church, swimming, piano, dance, and to visit with friends.  You’d think that growing up with no other kids around would be boring, but it really wasn’t.  My dad started a bit of a hobby farm with chickens, rabbits, guinea pigs, turtles, birds and hamsters.  I would help Dad at the cafe and would keep our chef, Edie, company. The lady at the Canadian Airlines booth would teach me how to cross-stitch and I would take her dog for walks.  My little bro, Lance, and I would get into trouble for playing with our walkie talkies too close to the airport and interfering with their equipment.  Saturday nights were reserved for Hockey Night in Canada.
And if that wasn’t enough, I had 8 siblings to keep me occupied.

After hearing that story, Matt nicknamed me Digby.

4.  I don’t have talent.
Lots of people have one hobby/interest/skill they’re really really good at.  I don’t.  When you grow up with 9 siblings, it’s hard to be original and find something only you are good at.  My brothers have hockey, Courtney’s in band, Angella has blogging and photography.  I’m generally good at everything I do be it work, blogging, taking pictures, etc. but I don’t have something that sets me apart.  I’m not complaining about this, it’s just something I’ve thought about and want to find.  I’m challenging myself to try new things and discover my niche.

5.  I want 12 children.
OK, maybe not 12…more like 4-6.  For as long as I remember, I’ve wanted a lot of kids.  I don’t have much of reason other than I love kids, enjoy being stressed out and think it would be a lot of fun.  If I were to birth 12 children, I’m sure certain areas of my body would be flapping in the wind and that’s not really attractive.

6.  I’ve never tried drugs.
And I’m pretty proud of that.  I’ve seen the problems it has caused friends and some of  my family members, so I don’t have any desire to touch the stuff.

Which will forever be known as the weekend I peed 247 times.  Seriously.
I ended up sleeping on the picnic tables by the bathroom because I was so fed up with having to get out of my tent and walk all the way over there every. single. time. I woke up.
I have no idea what’s wrong with me, but thankfully, my bladder seems to have calmed down.

Other than my bathroom escapades, the weekend was pretty sweet.  We were up with the sun and spent most of our time at the beach.  The waves were pretty big and the current was really strong so I didn’t last as long in the water as I would’ve liked.  I did try boogie boarding for the first time! I sucked, but it was fun and hopefully I’ll be better next time.  I also tried playing cricket…the result was about the same.

Even though we came home a day early, the weekend seemed to go on forever.  It was awesome!

There are a TON of other photos up on Flickr…so check them out!

Wouldn’t you know the first full day we were there…it rained. Hard and ALL DAY.  Probably karma for my bragging about how I’d be on a beach and NOT drowning in snow like people are back home.  We ended up spending most of that day indoors reading, until we decided it would be fun to walk an hour in the rain to get groceries and Trivial Pursuit!

Although it pains me to say it, I still haven’t won a game.  I think the score is Matt-10, Dayna-0.  I blame it on all the  sports questions being about rugby and cricket.  I’m from Canada!  Me like Hockey!

The rest of the week was hot, sunny and so awesome!  We walked around the Mount one day, up it (an hour…all uphill) the next, and got some sweet photos from the top.  Other than that, days were spent on the beach and at night we’d go out for dinner then watch a movie or play thegameIcannotforthelifeofmewin.