A bust!

Bra shopping... that was a bust.

Tried on a big bunch of bras... like a dozen... and wasn't happy with any of them.

What's the deal with that?

OH.. and how is it that one can lose pretty much 60 pounds... and you still wear the same size.

I am a bad bra shopper girl.

OH.. and in things that are fun...

The PIP became a PRINCESS again. Her name was drawn out of a hat for the royal MayDay party ... yae PIP!

AND the boy... he is busy playing For Play Long Time by Boston. Now that is a scarey piece of music.... or should I say unbelieveably difficult....

letters, letters, letters...

So I am going to write letters to people that I am asking for things... and more things, and even more things...I want it all, and I want it for FREE!

My friend is going to write letters to the editor about the idoticness of this human race, and their complete failure to abide by what is asked of them.

My sister is yelling at people in pool change rooms when the showering woman SPITS... and the sister yells "HAE!...that is a rude and disgusting habit, the sign says NO SPITTING, so DON'T SPIT!!!!"

(Not sure what this new age of spitting has been caused from... but it's here...)

WELL.. onto other adventures greater than my mind....

Adventures in ...

I have no adventures... did ONE of you really think that I would come up with some sort of adventure... to even make noteworthy... let alone write about.. oh you silly folks.

BUT..

I am going to buy a new BRA this week. That should be an adventure.

I am going to watch the girl sing with 550 other kids in the choir at the Olympic torch festivities on Thursday. That should be an adventure.

I believe that somehow I was going to go up Grouse Mountain this week. That should be an adventure.

I might be able to see someone famous this week. That should be an adventure.

See.. by the END of the week, I might have had some adventures...

So all of you out there in the great big world... hold your breathe... because I am going on an adventure.

Nothing better than to be in the midst of a new adventure with a NEW BRA!

green onions are back

The boy has come up with playing some evil clown music, and some stuffed dog music. If there is such a thing. But you know... if anyone can come up with stuffed dog music... it would be this household... namely the boy.

LATEST adventures in Grammy World would be his famous MOM DANCING. One day when I get ONE of the many zillions of cameras that his household owns back from the camera fixing place back in ONTARIO.... I will video him.... it's all scarey.

Otherwise... he dances around this homestead... like a soulman.... and looking like my buddy Prince William... but he is not like that... he is really "back in the New York groove.."

I haven't taken any pictures... perhaps illness has set in.. like I am sick in the brain illness... it hasn't been without wanting... just so THE WORLD knows that.

Look at that!

The sunrise...  beneath the clouds that hovers snuggly along the horizon.

Some one should take a picture of that...

I would, if I wasn't just so content sitting and watching the sky change colours from the comfiness of the couch, or is it the warmth that has kept me sitting here.....?

All the same, it's nice to see the brightness of the morning come back to us!

Well, in other news of great excitement and intrigue.....

Yes, that is the finishing line for me...

The MAD scrambler.

I wish I was.

Not mad.

But a scrambler.

However... I do not have any EGGS.

A certain hair pulling out instead of nail biting beauty has used all the eggs.

She's back to biting her nails, AND her hair is growing back in.

The FUSS ... always doing something!
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Back to scrambling:

I am trying to figure out what to do... which is why I am here.

I believe I am stalling.

I had a weekend full of stalling... actually .. I had a weekend full of boring, and then the end of the work day I existed in exhaustion. Not sure if it was from the complete boring I ensued, or just plain tired. I can't be THAT tired... I mean really.

I have a flurry of thoughts filling my brain... of which to inflict upon my group... but I am not certain that ANYONE will be willing to take the challenge...  well enough of that... I will solve the issue later... not that I have much time left....

OK... and onto other things...

I went to go buy a new bra on Saturday after work. I just figured that I would have some great success buying up some very colourful bras from sears. I saw them on the rack the night before when we were at SEARS; buying the husbandman a new belt, and some hitman gloves.... we thought about a new trench coat to complete the look, but didn't find that certain style that one needs to be a hitman... I think it's the hat really that makes it...

ANYWAYS... I took my rainbow of bras into the change room and tried them all on. OK REALLY... how badly does one need to screw up and buy one of these things? I went to the rack TWICE to find some brilliant beauties blazing in colour..... I even settled for some super lace on white.... and how many did I purchase... ZERO.

I just want to buy one off the hanger, not out of a box... because it's fun to buy bras from a hanger, and not from a box. Not sure why exactly... BUT IT IS.

OK... and the other reason.. BECAUSE THEY WERE CHEAP. christ.. do I have to tell you all my secrets.

In the meantime.... I am still scrambling to come up with something.... good lord!

egg plant

That's the colour that I wish to paint the trim of the house, when we get a new fascade.

I hope I can remember the name of the colour when it comes times... because it is just such a wierd colour combo... I would think that egg plant would have the colour of yellow and white... it's not like I am conditioned or anything.

I went walking this morning..... straight to the driveway, into the car, then into starbucks and back out again, and then all the way back into the house.

Whew.

Too much egg-eercise for me I say.

For todays exercise experience I am going to do some resistance training like things... because I just bought some rubbery pulley items to do such things with. Hey, and don't complain about the highly technical language that I am now using on this blog... it's more than I can handle myself.

Now moving onto an email to airmiles.... hopefully I will get my technical lanuage straightened out in an effort for them to fix my non-airmilish problem... curse them!

egg-sauce-ted

That is what I am.

Not sure why.

I think it's STF.

Seasonal Transformation Frenzy.

Meaning that....

Spring is just around the corner, but for the moment it is still winter.

I'm still doing winterish things, and yet... getting ready for spring like things.

I can't say that I work too much... because HA... I do not do that!

Just feeling egg-sauce-ted and not sure why.

I didn't even bother going for my psychotic walking adventure today.....

I just didn't feel like it...

Great.. now I am a LOSER egg-sauce-ted.