Friday, August 31, 2007
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Summer photos...
More of Shushwap...
I love this photo... you know the saying "it takes a village....". The girl is in the centre of the photo, as they took her out tubing.. and I just love the amount of people it took to get the boat secure, and unload the equipment, and the people.... I have saved this photo with her on her own... just a huge smile.
Same story, different day.
I applied for a new job today.
Really and seriously.
We saw six bears tonight.
Really and seriously.
Work was lovely and boring until a family member came in and started yelling and swearing at us.
Really and seriously.
He person left after he threw a chair against the wall.
Really and seriously.
It all happened with two seconds.
Really and seriously.
The last three things dont really qualify for same story different day... but it at least qualifies for a really and seriously.
I will stop now.
Really and seriously.
Really and seriously.
We saw six bears tonight.
Really and seriously.
Work was lovely and boring until a family member came in and started yelling and swearing at us.
Really and seriously.
He person left after he threw a chair against the wall.
Really and seriously.
It all happened with two seconds.
Really and seriously.
The last three things dont really qualify for same story different day... but it at least qualifies for a really and seriously.
I will stop now.
Really and seriously.
Tag... I'm it?
This person tagged me with one of these thingys..... she may not wait around for my answers.
What side of the heart do you draw first?
Right. I'm left-handed. More often than not one side is bigger than the other, but I might have stopped obscessing over weird things like that.. and save it for the big weirding things.
Can you dive without plugging your nose? Why dive?
What color is your phone?Pink, or kind of pink... more like a dusty rose. I might or might not get a new one... it depends how attached I am to this one, and besides it will show up in the new ultra modern kitchen that is coming my way.
Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours? If I said anything but the husbandman that would be rude, but then if he continues to spend many hours in the boiling attic I am going to have to dream up somebody else...... I wonder if Antonio Banderous would do it for me....
Where are you right now? In the livingroom.
How do you feel about carrots? I like them firm, a good firm carrot always get my attention.
How many chairs at the dining room table? Currently none. We only have a kitchen, and there is none there at the moment either.
Who is the best Spice Girl? Who cares... now if this question was all about the Pussycat Dolls.. then I would have an answer...
Do you know what time it is? I always know what time it is, it's the date that I take issue with.
What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator? I would probably start talking to the walls immediately.
What's your favorite kind of gum? Chocolate mint.
T or F: All is fair in love and war? I don't do love.
Do you use words that you don't know the meaning to? No, I have them spoken at me... and then I must quickly scan my deteriorating memorybank to identify if I have every heard the word and then carry on as if I know what someone is saying... it gets a bit crazy inside my head very often.
Do you like to sleep? Refusing to answer COMPLETELY stupid questions!
Do you know which US states don't use Daylight Savings? Human being here... that kind of stuff is available on line at a computer near you.
Do you know the song Sugar We're Goin' Down? Yes, absolutely....... NOT.
Do you want a bright yellow '06 mustang? No, I quickly moved onto 07 before 06 had finished... why step back in time now. God.
What's something you've always wanted? Brains & Cash. And I am not talking Johnny.
Do you wear a lot of black? Always... everything about me is black, black, black. HA! Actually its black on the bottom, colour on top if you are insisting on being nosey.
Describe your hair. I don't really want to really, I could be up all night, .. I will keep the description short. Well... it's grey, enormously grey, yes.. shocking to me as well.... but you wouldn't know it, except only on the days when it is four or five different colours.. but then looking around, that's kind of the rage. It's curly and straight, and thick but maybe not as thick as when I was young... because now I am aging rapidly I don't have as much. I must not mess with it... otherwise it goes haywire, in a very bad way. It doesn't like being curly, and yet wont lay flat. It likes mousse, but not too much then it sticks out. Forget about going to bed with it wet... it wakes up slicker than slick and straighter than straight with an ugly mood to boot. It wishes to be tossled but too much makes it look all wig and witchy like, and too little gives the appearance of the " I don't give a shit look"... (which unfortunately I walk around with a little too often)I look icky without bangs, but they can not be too short as then they are poker straight. It likes conditioner but not too much, and dont' even dare try a hot oil treatment or some of that glazing stuff to stop the frizz; because then I am in for deep trouble... as it just sits on my head and will not move, sway or stagger. It likes a barrette in it, as it keeps the out of control crazy pieces in some form of order, but then just enough craziness to keep it flowing. It has it's own very scarey personality and I DO walk on eggshells to keep it happy. I say a prayer to the hair gods every night.....
Are you an adult? I have been for a little while now.
Who is/are your best friends? I have different good friends for different reasons. You have to spread yourself around, and not cut ties...
Do you have a tan? Right now yes. Number 30 eventually starts to become non workable.
Are you a television addict? Absolutely. I dislike missing favourite shows, and interestingly I dislike developing a love for certain shows.. so I keep the favourites to less than a handful... that's five in my mind .... I like reruns... especially Seinfeld, it used to be Cheers... but the hairdo's just go to dated to look at.. and then the whole Kirsty Alley thing has me freaked out.
Do you enjoy spending time with your mom? yes siree bob.
Are you a sugar freak? Well, I quit slurping out of the sugar bowl when I was young, I'll come clean on that one. I think sugar just likes me is what the problem is people....
What is your favorite movie? Is Pride and Prejudice a movie? I liked that. I am just not smart enough to keep movie titles in my head... I don't have that capacity... again... that is what the internet is for... finding lost thoughts and memories ...
What's your sign? Capricorn, although I wouldn't call it "mine".
Where do you wish you were right now?It could be many places really.... it's hard to pin point the exact location.
Who did you copy this from? As above...
How do you know them? I don't know how I stumbled across this wacky woman from the great down under... I just love the way she writes about life, but I just don't know how I found her.. and you can see from the list of links that I do not know many bloggy people.
Would you have sex with them? OK now...let's have a rationale thought here for a moment shall we.....
What brand of shirt are you wearing? I don't know.. the tag is missing, and it's really hurting my head to think about where this shirt came from...
Have you ever smoked anything? Yes, second hand smoke... I was a used smoker even before I became a smoker, so I just never bothered smoking... anything... ever.
I'm supposed to tag three people? I just learned this link magic thingy button so I will tag these people: "the go go go girl, vacationing lady & who knows where she lives in the US friend.
Good job to me I say... I have never done this before. I had know idea that linking was just so easy.
What side of the heart do you draw first?
Right. I'm left-handed. More often than not one side is bigger than the other, but I might have stopped obscessing over weird things like that.. and save it for the big weirding things.
Can you dive without plugging your nose? Why dive?
What color is your phone?Pink, or kind of pink... more like a dusty rose. I might or might not get a new one... it depends how attached I am to this one, and besides it will show up in the new ultra modern kitchen that is coming my way.
Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours? If I said anything but the husbandman that would be rude, but then if he continues to spend many hours in the boiling attic I am going to have to dream up somebody else...... I wonder if Antonio Banderous would do it for me....
Where are you right now? In the livingroom.
How do you feel about carrots? I like them firm, a good firm carrot always get my attention.
How many chairs at the dining room table? Currently none. We only have a kitchen, and there is none there at the moment either.
Who is the best Spice Girl? Who cares... now if this question was all about the Pussycat Dolls.. then I would have an answer...
Do you know what time it is? I always know what time it is, it's the date that I take issue with.
What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator? I would probably start talking to the walls immediately.
What's your favorite kind of gum? Chocolate mint.
T or F: All is fair in love and war? I don't do love.
Do you use words that you don't know the meaning to? No, I have them spoken at me... and then I must quickly scan my deteriorating memorybank to identify if I have every heard the word and then carry on as if I know what someone is saying... it gets a bit crazy inside my head very often.
Do you like to sleep? Refusing to answer COMPLETELY stupid questions!
Do you know which US states don't use Daylight Savings? Human being here... that kind of stuff is available on line at a computer near you.
Do you know the song Sugar We're Goin' Down? Yes, absolutely....... NOT.
Do you want a bright yellow '06 mustang? No, I quickly moved onto 07 before 06 had finished... why step back in time now. God.
What's something you've always wanted? Brains & Cash. And I am not talking Johnny.
Do you wear a lot of black? Always... everything about me is black, black, black. HA! Actually its black on the bottom, colour on top if you are insisting on being nosey.
Describe your hair. I don't really want to really, I could be up all night, .. I will keep the description short. Well... it's grey, enormously grey, yes.. shocking to me as well.... but you wouldn't know it, except only on the days when it is four or five different colours.. but then looking around, that's kind of the rage. It's curly and straight, and thick but maybe not as thick as when I was young... because now I am aging rapidly I don't have as much. I must not mess with it... otherwise it goes haywire, in a very bad way. It doesn't like being curly, and yet wont lay flat. It likes mousse, but not too much then it sticks out. Forget about going to bed with it wet... it wakes up slicker than slick and straighter than straight with an ugly mood to boot. It wishes to be tossled but too much makes it look all wig and witchy like, and too little gives the appearance of the " I don't give a shit look"... (which unfortunately I walk around with a little too often)I look icky without bangs, but they can not be too short as then they are poker straight. It likes conditioner but not too much, and dont' even dare try a hot oil treatment or some of that glazing stuff to stop the frizz; because then I am in for deep trouble... as it just sits on my head and will not move, sway or stagger. It likes a barrette in it, as it keeps the out of control crazy pieces in some form of order, but then just enough craziness to keep it flowing. It has it's own very scarey personality and I DO walk on eggshells to keep it happy. I say a prayer to the hair gods every night.....
Are you an adult? I have been for a little while now.
Who is/are your best friends? I have different good friends for different reasons. You have to spread yourself around, and not cut ties...
Do you have a tan? Right now yes. Number 30 eventually starts to become non workable.
Are you a television addict? Absolutely. I dislike missing favourite shows, and interestingly I dislike developing a love for certain shows.. so I keep the favourites to less than a handful... that's five in my mind .... I like reruns... especially Seinfeld, it used to be Cheers... but the hairdo's just go to dated to look at.. and then the whole Kirsty Alley thing has me freaked out.
Do you enjoy spending time with your mom? yes siree bob.
Are you a sugar freak? Well, I quit slurping out of the sugar bowl when I was young, I'll come clean on that one. I think sugar just likes me is what the problem is people....
What is your favorite movie? Is Pride and Prejudice a movie? I liked that. I am just not smart enough to keep movie titles in my head... I don't have that capacity... again... that is what the internet is for... finding lost thoughts and memories ...
What's your sign? Capricorn, although I wouldn't call it "mine".
Where do you wish you were right now?It could be many places really.... it's hard to pin point the exact location.
Who did you copy this from? As above...
How do you know them? I don't know how I stumbled across this wacky woman from the great down under... I just love the way she writes about life, but I just don't know how I found her.. and you can see from the list of links that I do not know many bloggy people.
Would you have sex with them? OK now...let's have a rationale thought here for a moment shall we.....
What brand of shirt are you wearing? I don't know.. the tag is missing, and it's really hurting my head to think about where this shirt came from...
Have you ever smoked anything? Yes, second hand smoke... I was a used smoker even before I became a smoker, so I just never bothered smoking... anything... ever.
I'm supposed to tag three people? I just learned this link magic thingy button so I will tag these people: "the go go go girl, vacationing lady & who knows where she lives in the US friend.
Good job to me I say... I have never done this before. I had know idea that linking was just so easy.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Goodnight Louie.... sweet dreams....
Louie is our friends dog.
He is crazy.
But then, so are his owners.
His owners, which are our human friends went away this week. We were asked to look after "the dog Louie" while the nephew who is actually doing the looking after of Louie, is away this weekend.
I almost thought about leaving him outside in his backyard, just so he didn't have to be locked up in the bedroom... I felt sorry for the crazy fellow. I never said anything to the King, because he wouldn't want him left outside... because you just never know what happens sometimes..
Poor Louie... the King tucked him, and said good night to him, and shut the door to their daughters bedroom, and "said" he would be back in the morning to let him out. This is Louie's routine. Everything was going along snoringly until.......
Our neighbour... who just happens to look like "char*les man*son" was wandering around last night following a black bear, and watching it eat garbage.
As I have been told... someone called the cops about the almost naked except for shorts character that looks like the above mentioned person wandering around outside somewhere after 11:20 ish....
The cop arrives. The look alike explains his actions, and then as far as anyone knows, the cop calls a conservation officer.
It doesn't get pretty from here on out...., but it wakes up a whole bunch of neighbours which brings them to the street.....
Basically... a beautiful black bear gets blown away in our vacationing friends yard. Somehow this bear climbs over crap and junk and a fence and winds up locking itself in the back yard of the vacationing neighbours, he took out a bird bath, and wire fences and unfortunately left a trail of blood splatter & droplets along the way.
Yes, it was eating garbage... but you know... we live RIGHT NEXT to a trail that connects itself to a blueberry field. But you know.. nobody seems to get that.
Five shot gun blasts, and one pistol later... and the poor thing is dragged from the vacationing friends backyard and loaded into the truck. That is conservation at it's best around here...
Our other friend who is wonderfully colourful said it very well this morning at 7:00 "Well, our idiot "char*les man*son" look alike neighbour was wandering around half naked, and since they called the conservation officers and couldn't shoot him, they managed to find a black bear instead".
I have to admit, I am extremely happy that I slept right through the shot gun blasts, as it is an extremely sad event. But, in actuality when the details of the night unfolded, the whole situation was very comical. (Meaning the neighbours, and their reactions, and the goings on of how to collect a bear, and clean blood splatter, and fix fallen planters, and sooth poor frightened Louies from out underneath the beds.. you know, that sort of stuff).
At one point the RCMP officer was not quite sure what he had stumbled across when he entered the back yard of the vacationing neighbours... as there were rail cars, telephone booths, bus stops, a pirate ship surrounding him, he wanted to know if this place was for real... the King spilled the beans about the backyard and the crazy wife being a daycare lady.
So, the girl wakes up this morning... all shaking and terrified and said she had a bad dream, and she could hear people talking and the sound of foot steps, and loud booms...
The tired sounding husbandman slowly croaks "You had a bad dream..... well I believe I lived a bad dream last night, crawl in Fuss, I have a story to tell you......"
He is crazy.
But then, so are his owners.
His owners, which are our human friends went away this week. We were asked to look after "the dog Louie" while the nephew who is actually doing the looking after of Louie, is away this weekend.
I almost thought about leaving him outside in his backyard, just so he didn't have to be locked up in the bedroom... I felt sorry for the crazy fellow. I never said anything to the King, because he wouldn't want him left outside... because you just never know what happens sometimes..
Poor Louie... the King tucked him, and said good night to him, and shut the door to their daughters bedroom, and "said" he would be back in the morning to let him out. This is Louie's routine. Everything was going along snoringly until.......
Our neighbour... who just happens to look like "char*les man*son" was wandering around last night following a black bear, and watching it eat garbage.
As I have been told... someone called the cops about the almost naked except for shorts character that looks like the above mentioned person wandering around outside somewhere after 11:20 ish....
The cop arrives. The look alike explains his actions, and then as far as anyone knows, the cop calls a conservation officer.
It doesn't get pretty from here on out...., but it wakes up a whole bunch of neighbours which brings them to the street.....
Basically... a beautiful black bear gets blown away in our vacationing friends yard. Somehow this bear climbs over crap and junk and a fence and winds up locking itself in the back yard of the vacationing neighbours, he took out a bird bath, and wire fences and unfortunately left a trail of blood splatter & droplets along the way.
Yes, it was eating garbage... but you know... we live RIGHT NEXT to a trail that connects itself to a blueberry field. But you know.. nobody seems to get that.
Five shot gun blasts, and one pistol later... and the poor thing is dragged from the vacationing friends backyard and loaded into the truck. That is conservation at it's best around here...
Our other friend who is wonderfully colourful said it very well this morning at 7:00 "Well, our idiot "char*les man*son" look alike neighbour was wandering around half naked, and since they called the conservation officers and couldn't shoot him, they managed to find a black bear instead".
I have to admit, I am extremely happy that I slept right through the shot gun blasts, as it is an extremely sad event. But, in actuality when the details of the night unfolded, the whole situation was very comical. (Meaning the neighbours, and their reactions, and the goings on of how to collect a bear, and clean blood splatter, and fix fallen planters, and sooth poor frightened Louies from out underneath the beds.. you know, that sort of stuff).
At one point the RCMP officer was not quite sure what he had stumbled across when he entered the back yard of the vacationing neighbours... as there were rail cars, telephone booths, bus stops, a pirate ship surrounding him, he wanted to know if this place was for real... the King spilled the beans about the backyard and the crazy wife being a daycare lady.
So, the girl wakes up this morning... all shaking and terrified and said she had a bad dream, and she could hear people talking and the sound of foot steps, and loud booms...
The tired sounding husbandman slowly croaks "You had a bad dream..... well I believe I lived a bad dream last night, crawl in Fuss, I have a story to tell you......"
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
The chewables are disappearing.
Yes, I am continuing to OD on children's chewables. They are a cross between a breath of chalk dust while cleaning board erasers and a taste of old bubblegum. Quite fascinating for reminiscing purposes!
In the meantime time my eyebulbs hurt. I should go put them to rest.
It is hard to rest the eyebulbs when you know that the husbandman is busily crawling about the attic of your home locating wires and illegal junction boxes. It freaks me out living here... it really does!
OH, he has entered the homestead once again... I might be in the clear conscious wise.
Perhaps I should go and be a good mother and put the crazy girl to bed. I would try the same on the boy, but he would just look at me and scoff. My eyebulbs hurt too much to be scoffed at.
AND... We had an alright night looking at bears, we saw three of them, three deers, and one hawk.
I must depart now.
In the meantime time my eyebulbs hurt. I should go put them to rest.
It is hard to rest the eyebulbs when you know that the husbandman is busily crawling about the attic of your home locating wires and illegal junction boxes. It freaks me out living here... it really does!
OH, he has entered the homestead once again... I might be in the clear conscious wise.
Perhaps I should go and be a good mother and put the crazy girl to bed. I would try the same on the boy, but he would just look at me and scoff. My eyebulbs hurt too much to be scoffed at.
AND... We had an alright night looking at bears, we saw three of them, three deers, and one hawk.
I must depart now.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Trickling along...
It can not be possible that we have 11 more days of August. It doesn't seem fair to me. I haven't accomplished my "things". I have a secret list in my head of "things" that I wished to have done before September... and it seems that I have not accomplished any!
I can't even seem to accomplished writing a blog on a daily basis, and it isn't for lack of ideas to run on about.
I just found my book for my book group. I kind of misplaced it after we got back from Shushwap. I was beginning to think that I was going to have to replace the bloody thing... but alas, as I was milling about in our 1365 square foot rancher, I stumbled across it. Yae me.
I am kind of wondering if I will ever find a new job. I was feeling hopeful the other day as I applied for a job in North Van. Don't ask me why, I am totally not a city dwelling traffic monger, but I am beginning to ebb towards desperation in leaving my current position. I very much dislike being "old wood" in fresh growth, and this fresh growth is almost too fresh. I am not certain what to do. (there are many other complicated and completely boring details to divulge, which do not belong on my "all humour, all the time except for crazy ranting posts writing space" blog).
It is most disappointing at this moment in time that the girl and I can not watch a rerun from "the next pussycat doll". We loved that show! I am not entirely certain why the girl and I loved the show... it was just fun to watch, and they had these "people" that were judging the girls, and they sat with smug "look at me" attitudes while we just observed. I wonder to myself what their days consist of...
In other things of somewhat miniscule importance... I have finally dug up all the rocks in our front yard. That makes me happy... as I have never liked them EVER. We have lived here 14 years. I do not think that I do change very well.
The girl and the boy loved their first day at Sasamat Camp. It is enjoyable at the end of the day to hear the Fuss speak of her friends that she made a number of weeks ago.
It scares me to think that this week will shoot by, and then next week will be spent rushing around filling in last minute "fun things" for the summer, and that will be it... back to the grind of commitment, homework, and routine. Hopefully I will get used to it very quickly again.
I haven't even fulfilled obligations of meeting up with a number of my friends. I will have to fix this problem quickly.
I have kind of adapted to not having a kitchen now. If I can't put something together in a 23 x 23 inch space, then it just isn't happening! Of course I fail to mention that I do have my lovely, clean and sparkly nice laundryroom to manage in... but that isn't important right now. My cabinet space are the numbers listed above.
I am wondering how exactly I am going to clean after this reno has finished. My 16 year old couches have been busily attracting dust for the last 16 years, and now with the reno, I think the dust is doubling up. I have been told by the "king pin" himself that we are going to get a new carpet for the livingroom... (NO freaking kidding...!!!)... but then we will put our OLD couches back in... with a fresh paint job... some how I do not see this happening....I do see a new job in my future... in an effort to pay for all this grandness....
I continue to look for a new bag to keep my things in. I have one that does the job perfectly well, except for the safety pin that holds the side pocket together, which then holds the whole bag together so that things do not fall out. I love this bag, it is the perfect size. It's only fault is the fact that it is missing the zippery thingy.. and it isn't really worth the ten dollars that I paid for it to try and fix the problem. The sister and the mother laugh at my bag of tricks, and can not figure out why I continue to hang onto it... except for the fact that I believe that it just works for me.
I fear stepping out of my little space. The husbandman is busy screwing little yellow electrical outlets all over the place, and he will want to discuss his adventures on a grand scale with me. I fear the discussion... a lot.. kind of like paint drying sort of thing.
It's chilly out. It really is. There is a slight nip in the air that tells me that summer is no longer available until all hours of the night. I am saddened by this, and interestingly enough in April and May when the days are growing longer I am euphoric over the very same thing. This signals a time for the growing season to begin winding down, and of course it also apparent that I have ran out of flower food, which leaves the flowers with a "used" look to them.
I slipped out earlier tonight to drop off a video, and then went on to see the bears. I saw three of them, and I saw two of my friends from last year. I had thought that everyone (human and four legged) at dropped off the face of the earth.. as I have not had success in seeing anything or anybody! I was set straight by my one friend.. who informed me that they saw eleven bears last Friday night.. any guesses to where I am headed this Friday?
I absolutely can not forget to go and pick up another book that I have ordered from the library.. I have waited almost forever for it... and they only hold it for a week... I just love the title of it... "the friday night knitting club". Just the name of it makes me want to read it.
I hae a book waiting for me... I must go forge ahead....
I can't even seem to accomplished writing a blog on a daily basis, and it isn't for lack of ideas to run on about.
I just found my book for my book group. I kind of misplaced it after we got back from Shushwap. I was beginning to think that I was going to have to replace the bloody thing... but alas, as I was milling about in our 1365 square foot rancher, I stumbled across it. Yae me.
I am kind of wondering if I will ever find a new job. I was feeling hopeful the other day as I applied for a job in North Van. Don't ask me why, I am totally not a city dwelling traffic monger, but I am beginning to ebb towards desperation in leaving my current position. I very much dislike being "old wood" in fresh growth, and this fresh growth is almost too fresh. I am not certain what to do. (there are many other complicated and completely boring details to divulge, which do not belong on my "all humour, all the time except for crazy ranting posts writing space" blog).
It is most disappointing at this moment in time that the girl and I can not watch a rerun from "the next pussycat doll". We loved that show! I am not entirely certain why the girl and I loved the show... it was just fun to watch, and they had these "people" that were judging the girls, and they sat with smug "look at me" attitudes while we just observed. I wonder to myself what their days consist of...
In other things of somewhat miniscule importance... I have finally dug up all the rocks in our front yard. That makes me happy... as I have never liked them EVER. We have lived here 14 years. I do not think that I do change very well.
The girl and the boy loved their first day at Sasamat Camp. It is enjoyable at the end of the day to hear the Fuss speak of her friends that she made a number of weeks ago.
It scares me to think that this week will shoot by, and then next week will be spent rushing around filling in last minute "fun things" for the summer, and that will be it... back to the grind of commitment, homework, and routine. Hopefully I will get used to it very quickly again.
I haven't even fulfilled obligations of meeting up with a number of my friends. I will have to fix this problem quickly.
I have kind of adapted to not having a kitchen now. If I can't put something together in a 23 x 23 inch space, then it just isn't happening! Of course I fail to mention that I do have my lovely, clean and sparkly nice laundryroom to manage in... but that isn't important right now. My cabinet space are the numbers listed above.
I am wondering how exactly I am going to clean after this reno has finished. My 16 year old couches have been busily attracting dust for the last 16 years, and now with the reno, I think the dust is doubling up. I have been told by the "king pin" himself that we are going to get a new carpet for the livingroom... (NO freaking kidding...!!!)... but then we will put our OLD couches back in... with a fresh paint job... some how I do not see this happening....I do see a new job in my future... in an effort to pay for all this grandness....
I continue to look for a new bag to keep my things in. I have one that does the job perfectly well, except for the safety pin that holds the side pocket together, which then holds the whole bag together so that things do not fall out. I love this bag, it is the perfect size. It's only fault is the fact that it is missing the zippery thingy.. and it isn't really worth the ten dollars that I paid for it to try and fix the problem. The sister and the mother laugh at my bag of tricks, and can not figure out why I continue to hang onto it... except for the fact that I believe that it just works for me.
I fear stepping out of my little space. The husbandman is busy screwing little yellow electrical outlets all over the place, and he will want to discuss his adventures on a grand scale with me. I fear the discussion... a lot.. kind of like paint drying sort of thing.
It's chilly out. It really is. There is a slight nip in the air that tells me that summer is no longer available until all hours of the night. I am saddened by this, and interestingly enough in April and May when the days are growing longer I am euphoric over the very same thing. This signals a time for the growing season to begin winding down, and of course it also apparent that I have ran out of flower food, which leaves the flowers with a "used" look to them.
I slipped out earlier tonight to drop off a video, and then went on to see the bears. I saw three of them, and I saw two of my friends from last year. I had thought that everyone (human and four legged) at dropped off the face of the earth.. as I have not had success in seeing anything or anybody! I was set straight by my one friend.. who informed me that they saw eleven bears last Friday night.. any guesses to where I am headed this Friday?
I absolutely can not forget to go and pick up another book that I have ordered from the library.. I have waited almost forever for it... and they only hold it for a week... I just love the title of it... "the friday night knitting club". Just the name of it makes me want to read it.
I hae a book waiting for me... I must go forge ahead....
Thursday, August 16, 2007
I need some gloves quick...
I have been doing the yard work for many days now without gloves. I like gloves, they are my friends, they keep my hands all clean and sparkly.. with only dirt rings around the wrists. I have to make it back to Home Depot for 3 more stepping stones, and then I can "plant" them in the ground, the same as the other stepping stones.
I hired out my children the other day to give me a hand moving the rocks across the driveway, and removing them from our walkway. We have lived in this house for 14 years, and have never liked a rock walkway with round paving stones in the center, it just doesn't excite me to have people potentially break an ankle before arriving at my doorstep, no, not at all.
In a few years the husbandman wishes to rebuild the front of our house so that it has a much more "grandious" entrance way, with an aggregate walkway to lead up to the front door. So, in the meantime I have planted the remaining rounds stones in the grass and have to add a couple more stones to make it to the front steps. Now that the hamsterson has the ability to cut the lawn, he will be in charge of caring for trimming along the stones in an effort to keep a clean appearance.
Meanwhile... the home reno is moving along at a gentle pace. The good husbandman works his 11 hours, and then comes home and puts in his remaining 8 hours of home detailing. He has even managed to paint the outside of the house, ( he had to remove the paneling on the outside of the house to replace when he replaced the sliding doors with french doors) while also removating his kitchen. I told him he could have a day off on Christmas Day... when he cooks the turkey dinner... until then... he must. keep. working.
Todays reminder... be thankful for all that you have.
Well... off to collect stepping stones....
I hired out my children the other day to give me a hand moving the rocks across the driveway, and removing them from our walkway. We have lived in this house for 14 years, and have never liked a rock walkway with round paving stones in the center, it just doesn't excite me to have people potentially break an ankle before arriving at my doorstep, no, not at all.
In a few years the husbandman wishes to rebuild the front of our house so that it has a much more "grandious" entrance way, with an aggregate walkway to lead up to the front door. So, in the meantime I have planted the remaining rounds stones in the grass and have to add a couple more stones to make it to the front steps. Now that the hamsterson has the ability to cut the lawn, he will be in charge of caring for trimming along the stones in an effort to keep a clean appearance.
Meanwhile... the home reno is moving along at a gentle pace. The good husbandman works his 11 hours, and then comes home and puts in his remaining 8 hours of home detailing. He has even managed to paint the outside of the house, ( he had to remove the paneling on the outside of the house to replace when he replaced the sliding doors with french doors) while also removating his kitchen. I told him he could have a day off on Christmas Day... when he cooks the turkey dinner... until then... he must. keep. working.
Todays reminder... be thankful for all that you have.
Well... off to collect stepping stones....
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Late night renos.
So it's late... 12:06... and the husbandman contractor fellow just came and reported to me that he has pulled out the water line for the fridge... of course by accident.. which is why he was running to the front yard to turn off the water to the house, but I didn't see that... OK.... so Mr Completelyhandydandy husband has just created a makework project for himself. I guess it doesn't matter what time of day or night he creates this make work project, since he has to enter the crawlspace, it doesn't really matter does it?
ON a selfish note I asked him if I was required to stay up while he crawls around under the house... he said it wouldn't be a bad idea. Yes, I am complaining as I have to stay up... while he crawls around in the deep dark night...
ICK!
ON a selfish note I asked him if I was required to stay up while he crawls around under the house... he said it wouldn't be a bad idea. Yes, I am complaining as I have to stay up... while he crawls around in the deep dark night...
ICK!
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Williams Lake
I still have to find out what goes on there. I am not sure. I am not sure if I will ever know, but I know one thing... one of my scrapbooking buddies is leaving for Williams Lake. She got a transfer, and had 24 hours to respond, so she said "yesseree.. I am leaving this place!". Today she has a for sale sign in her front yard. She has talked about this for quite some time, as it was her dream to own some property... I failed to ask her if the outskirts of Maple Ridge or Mission still had some property for her... but she picked Williams Lake for whatever reasons... so now it is settled... she's moving on. I am happy for her, and sad at the same time. It is nice to know that people live their dreams, but it will not be without the loss of her friendship *selfish on my part actually*... but what can you do.
Trouble with reception.
I found the most interesting blog this morning.
It is nothing that I would ever put on a list of links, including I have blocked the site. Hopefully I will never have to see it again. IN doing that.. all of a sudden I could no longer publish with blogger. I had a happy little blog all ready to go... and when I blocked the site, it also seemed to block my ability to post. I am not sure what the trauma is/was, but once I unblocked the bad blog... I was able to resume activity. HMMMmmmmm.
It is nothing that I would ever put on a list of links, including I have blocked the site. Hopefully I will never have to see it again. IN doing that.. all of a sudden I could no longer publish with blogger. I had a happy little blog all ready to go... and when I blocked the site, it also seemed to block my ability to post. I am not sure what the trauma is/was, but once I unblocked the bad blog... I was able to resume activity. HMMMmmmmm.
Monday, August 13, 2007
U.B.U.
Oh, what happened to the pictures... they have come up all in a row.
I will be interested to see how they manage on the blog. This is what is left of the kitchen, an icky floor and bare walls.
I can't really type.. the hands are sore from ripping up the floor. It was glued by a glue loving home builder.
I managed to snap a photo of the contractor for this project. Here she is studying the plans. She's very hands-on this one.
Good evening people....
I don't believe I have anything interesting to say, at this moment, ... as I can always find something to say eventually, but not this moment... and I am not remotely motivated as the hand are hurting from the wicked work that was done earlier today.
Currently the husbandman is teaching the superson how to do "things" in the kitchen, which involve renovation. There is so much talking involved with getting this boy to help you. The girl on the otherhand is intrigued beyond her pinkness, and at this very moment I think the husbandman is wishing he had ilicited the blond girls helping hands for the drywall on the roof job.
Well, tomorrow is a new day, and a new array of vitamins. Yes, vitamins. I found the Costco brand of vitamins which the children have refused to eat.. so I have them by the computer and pop a couple whenever I am sitting here doing things. I should be done them in a couple of weeks as there was 365 in the bottle... and who knows what's in there now. It looks to be about 353. I had five yesterday, and five today. There are two missing... which were the ONE that I gave each child a long time ago.
Onto other things:
Well, that's a wrap.
I will find some Tylenol now.... I just have to remember which cupboard they got moved to....
Currently the husbandman is teaching the superson how to do "things" in the kitchen, which involve renovation. There is so much talking involved with getting this boy to help you. The girl on the otherhand is intrigued beyond her pinkness, and at this very moment I think the husbandman is wishing he had ilicited the blond girls helping hands for the drywall on the roof job.
Well, tomorrow is a new day, and a new array of vitamins. Yes, vitamins. I found the Costco brand of vitamins which the children have refused to eat.. so I have them by the computer and pop a couple whenever I am sitting here doing things. I should be done them in a couple of weeks as there was 365 in the bottle... and who knows what's in there now. It looks to be about 353. I had five yesterday, and five today. There are two missing... which were the ONE that I gave each child a long time ago.
Onto other things:
Well, that's a wrap.
I will find some Tylenol now.... I just have to remember which cupboard they got moved to....
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
The new kitchen.
This is the new kitchen. It's luxurious and fresh feeling. I can't believe I have waited so long for this!!! It also doubles as a laundry room, and as you can see, as long as I have laundry it is impossible to do dishes... oh lucky me!
From this to this.
When I left the homestead last week the kitchen still looked dated, and a cute dog still occupied the nice and lovely laundryroom. Things have gone amuck since I have been gone.... and there is still more to come.
3 smiling faces
It was a great time watching the chicklets swim like crazy people. They are now water logged crazy people.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
I found the house!
We are back from our excursion.
It was a wonderful get away from real life, except for the people that we stayed with, this was their real life.
Between Handsome Son and myself we may have taken about 200 pictures, just in case we frget a minute detail. Of course I got 20 pictures of Fussy to every 1 of Handsomeson. I can't help it.. she's just so fuss worthy!
I was impressed that I was able to find where I was going.. of course my mother was the co-pilot so she lead me in the correct direction.
I read the best book while I was there...
It was a wonderful get away from real life, except for the people that we stayed with, this was their real life.
Between Handsome Son and myself we may have taken about 200 pictures, just in case we frget a minute detail. Of course I got 20 pictures of Fussy to every 1 of Handsomeson. I can't help it.. she's just so fuss worthy!
I was impressed that I was able to find where I was going.. of course my mother was the co-pilot so she lead me in the correct direction.
I read the best book while I was there...
Monday, July 30, 2007
Away I go.
Well, the chicklets and myself are packing up this week and heading to Shushwap. It's a nice lake, it's even nicer that my aunt and uncle have a big home on the lake, and we are going to visit them. I am hoping that it should be a nice visit. Actually the real reason that we are going is the fact that I always have said to my mom that I would drive her up there. Then of course I had the revelation that perhaps we should all go up there. Once again.. I am brilliant.
In other brilliant things...
I have upped my master*card limit to cash in on the airmiles. I am going to buy a kitchen today. Yes, I can not even believe that I said that. The husbandman and I debated over granite. Well, I debated, he just kept shaking his head no. At this point I just believe that anything that we do to the kitchen will make it look very nice, so granite doesn't excite me. I may think otherwise when we have it installed, and might fall in love with it. That's a very small might mind you.
In other brilliant things...
I have upped my master*card limit to cash in on the airmiles. I am going to buy a kitchen today. Yes, I can not even believe that I said that. The husbandman and I debated over granite. Well, I debated, he just kept shaking his head no. At this point I just believe that anything that we do to the kitchen will make it look very nice, so granite doesn't excite me. I may think otherwise when we have it installed, and might fall in love with it. That's a very small might mind you.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Alongday...
The chicklets headed off to Sasamat Camp today for the "long day of camping". In the regular world of camping, it wouldn't be considered a long day of camping, but for day campers it just is. They have come back tired and happy... a success story in the world of day camping.
In other things that happened during the day.....
In other things that happened during the day.....
- Went for Sushi with the sister... shhhhh.. nobody has to know... especially since I went yesterday as well.
- Bought the boy some new sandals, since his soles are falling off. Not bad really considering they were left over from last year.
- Went through the girls room. She actually has a bedroom floor. I was not aware of that fact. She even has a closet that is functional again, and not stacked with almost every toy that she has owned since birth. Eventually the sister came over and helped, and then the husbandman got roped into helping. It is now an unbelievable sight.
- I chopped my flowers in my front baskets across the fence. The petunias were looking good until the week worth of rain arrived. Now they are clumps of green with pink non stop begonias blooming for colour. I fed them for good measure.
- I still can't get over the "ruthless" approach to cleaning the girls room. The sister said to me that "I was the one stuck with the mess when they turn 21 and we still have all the incredible amount of junk that I was stuck keeping".
- I stopped by the camera place because I thought that my camera was kind of broken from dropping it in the sand.. WELL... I found out the cause... I think the little missy Pipster messed with my settings, thus WRECKING the chances for great photo ops. I would never have looked at my settings, only because I am the chief operator of the camera on a regular basis... and did not know that the missy has messed with my little piece of happiness. This wrecks all great thoughts of replacing my little digital with the great CANON that I crave. Selfish YES.
- I need to buy the sister a gift for helping me out with the crazy girls room. She was the "evil voice of reason"... the one that reminded me that I would be left with hourds of junk if I continued to keep her stuff. I have to say that all of her books from kindergarten to Grade 4 are now gone. The little Missy Pipster was upset for about 30 seconds.. I did have a wave of anger/sadness that came through.. and then all of a sudden she was most pleased that her room had been renovated heavily, and without her trusty assistance. We did leave one box of babies to go through, so that she can say good bye to them, and we can send them to the thrift store. I wish we would of had a garage sale, but then that would mean that I would have to be off on a weekend, and that would be silly since I work weekends. ICK!
- Today it was an amazing walking group... the number has jumped to THREE. We walked with THREE people. I think I have bandwagon jumpers here.
- I bought the husbandman a battery today. He will be thrilled, since it is a battery for a calculator that he is in love with.. He thought he was going to throw the "solar paneled" calculator out.. and I said.. " no wait... I think I can get it fixed!!!!" And I did just that. I am an amazing wife.
- I deserve diamonds along with the new kitchen. I am blessed!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Too little time.. for too many thoughts
- So yesterday... I cleaned the oven, it wasn't that difficult mind you, it took three hours. I didn't take the oven racks out. The husbandman has requested that when we get the new stove, to let him start the cleaning process... that way the racks come out.
- I wouldn't of had to clean the oven yesteday if I hadn't forget about the chicken that I put in the oven the day before, on a baking stone, which was kind of FLAT. The smoke alarm eventually settled down.
- I went through my closet to get rid of things, now my bedroom is a huge mess. I have been able to come up with one bag, which is stuff that has sat outside of my closet for a couple of months. I am confused by that.
- The teeth are pretty much straight now. Of course there is the issue of the canine, and the one to right that have turned slightly in the process of straightening, so much so, that I can't force the floss at all.
- All the hard work at making beautiful flower baskets has come to a standstill. With a weeks work of rainy weather the buds have disintegrated, and now I house very wet baskets of green.
- The kitchen supply places have called me and given their estimates. My eyeballs haven't fallen out of my head yet, and I am remaining silent on the granite issue. The husbandman wants it, he is the one doing all the building, so I think he should get it, of course the price tag on that "little want" is almost $6000.00.
- Hmmmm.... perhaps I should get out there and get my new camera now... that way my "little want" will not be comparable to his... he he he he he
- Must go make little people leave their dens, and favourite chairs, we have to leave for day 3 of summer camp in thirty five minutes.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
One thing.... never!
OH my......
My boy must go to bed this instant... this instant I say boy.
I gave birth to an owl. I did not know this at the time, I was certain he was human.
Good night owl son.
In other things....
I will have to get back to you... for know I am going to watch some TV, and read my book.
My boy must go to bed this instant... this instant I say boy.
I gave birth to an owl. I did not know this at the time, I was certain he was human.
Good night owl son.
In other things....
I will have to get back to you... for know I am going to watch some TV, and read my book.
Monday, July 23, 2007
One down, twenty seven to go.
I think I was supposed to read some other ones first... (as I looked on the back cover...after I was done...)
Summer camp...
Is not summer camp if there isn't any sunshine. These were the facts delivered to me this morning. I gave him a bowl of fruitloops as a treat for summer camp fun-ness! He seems to have misplaced the expensive hoodie that I bought him last year, and had to wear his jacket that he wore all through winter, to fend off the rain. I told him he could leave it in the car since it didn't quite go with his T-shirt and shorts ensemble.
The Pip had her braids put back in, as her hair has grown long enough. She was sporting her board shorts and felt confident that the summer sandals that she had avoided wearing until this morning were a good start to any summer camp day. Unfortunately the new bag that we had found will not hold out the whole week, so we will have to add duct tape to her bag in an effort to keep the Pipenza Princess happy.
I must go clean out a closet now.
The Pip had her braids put back in, as her hair has grown long enough. She was sporting her board shorts and felt confident that the summer sandals that she had avoided wearing until this morning were a good start to any summer camp day. Unfortunately the new bag that we had found will not hold out the whole week, so we will have to add duct tape to her bag in an effort to keep the Pipenza Princess happy.
I must go clean out a closet now.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Watch that cougar.
I had a dream the other night.
It was a bit freaky.
There was a line of six caves. In each of the six caves were six cougars, sitting, watching, waiting.
I am not sure where I was, or what I was doing there. All I know was that there were cougars on a ledge, and me down below.. and no fence between us. I am guessing that in this dream I was not at the zoo.
Refer to line 2, with the addition of scared ****less.
It was a bit freaky.
There was a line of six caves. In each of the six caves were six cougars, sitting, watching, waiting.
I am not sure where I was, or what I was doing there. All I know was that there were cougars on a ledge, and me down below.. and no fence between us. I am guessing that in this dream I was not at the zoo.
Refer to line 2, with the addition of scared ****less.
The Cry BABY!
That dog of ours. Probably is the biggest cry baby on earth. The largest cry baby, she wins it all, takes the cake & has an acceptance speech for all her cry baby awards that she has won.
The husbandman went to take the boy to see some Trans*formers movie, and the CRYBABY Ellpee, cried and cried and cried and cried and cried and cried. When she was done crying, she cried some more for good measure, just to get her point across.
Meanwhile... the psychotic mother of the household (ME!... see post one down) had to put up with her constant crying. So there I am outback having a "almost kinda sort of hissy fit" because I can not find my new little colouring thingy that I just bought yesterday from the scrapbooking store that creates colours around the edges ( I have just been watching mailman Debbie for too long),... so I had to get myself one, and I am frantically looking for this little thingy, and the CRYBABY is running back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth... crying and crying and crying and crying.
Now, the classy parent that I am is busy "talking really really loudly" at the CRYBABY to "get over it... he's gone...stop your silly crying...!!!", "if you don't stop your crying I am going to put you in your house!!!!"... but of course she continues to cry. All the while she is running in and out of the house just waiting for him to change his mind, and not drive out of the driveway after all, but to return to the homestead and just be with her.
I think that if this dog were to be a human... she just might be one of those crazy stalking chicks. The interesting observation with the little missy is the fact that when we are all at home, and everyone is silent.. where do we find her... but curled up on the couch sleeping peacefully, she isn't even with us. Of course she has worn herself out from all the constant crying that has gone on for numerous HOURS while the husbandman is out.
The husbandman went to take the boy to see some Trans*formers movie, and the CRYBABY Ellpee, cried and cried and cried and cried and cried and cried. When she was done crying, she cried some more for good measure, just to get her point across.
Meanwhile... the psychotic mother of the household (ME!... see post one down) had to put up with her constant crying. So there I am outback having a "almost kinda sort of hissy fit" because I can not find my new little colouring thingy that I just bought yesterday from the scrapbooking store that creates colours around the edges ( I have just been watching mailman Debbie for too long),... so I had to get myself one, and I am frantically looking for this little thingy, and the CRYBABY is running back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth... crying and crying and crying and crying.
Now, the classy parent that I am is busy "talking really really loudly" at the CRYBABY to "get over it... he's gone...stop your silly crying...!!!", "if you don't stop your crying I am going to put you in your house!!!!"... but of course she continues to cry. All the while she is running in and out of the house just waiting for him to change his mind, and not drive out of the driveway after all, but to return to the homestead and just be with her.
I think that if this dog were to be a human... she just might be one of those crazy stalking chicks. The interesting observation with the little missy is the fact that when we are all at home, and everyone is silent.. where do we find her... but curled up on the couch sleeping peacefully, she isn't even with us. Of course she has worn herself out from all the constant crying that has gone on for numerous HOURS while the husbandman is out.
Eight things about me, as Susan tagged me.
So my friend tagged me. I don't know eight things about me.
I need to pause a moment and figure eight things about me... I may never be back....
I need to pause a moment and figure eight things about me... I may never be back....
- I very much dislike crying children. VERY MUCH.
- I have too much common sense for my own good, so therefore I wish to share it with the people around me... sometimes VERY MUCH to their dislike. Oh well.
- I missed my calling in life, I just know it; I haven't figured out what it is that I have missed, I just know I missed it.
- I can turn order into disorder very quickly.
- I have a very limited amount of patience, probably about the size of a bottle cap.
- Noises bug the living shit out of me, constant noise, high pitched noise, grumbling noise, screechy noise, ugly music noise, paw licking dog noises, gum smacking noise, rattling noise, foreign language chatter while sitting in a very small room noise.
- I can not stand watching documentaries where people swim through caves, or climb through very small holes and tunnels to explore places. Yes, that Alfred Hitchcock movie where the person finds themselves in a coffin while trying to escape from jail totally ultimately freaked me out.
- I do not like door droppers. Like people that walk through doors, and do not bother to keep it open for the person behind them door droppers.
read read read
I havent done much of that lately.. BUT.. as of this moment I have found a book that I am enjoying. I am certain by this afternoon I will be strongly on my way to "continuous ignore", and should probably get some really good reading time in. Well, and the fact that the husbandman is taking the boy to a movie.... not that I spend a lot of time talking to the husbandman or anything... so generally I should technically have lots of time to read, but I don't ... I just fit in, like I do with the rest of the things you do in life.
I sent my girl on a one day trip today. She is going with her best little buddy from down the street. They are the same age, but only divided by 3 months but the PIP towers over her. There are days that I hope that the PIP doesn't bump into her, as she is very slight, and I fear that she will send her flying. Luckily the little buddy down the street is very agile, and so would in all instances land on her feet. Maybe the air is different down here than in the middle of the block, who knows. Anyways.. I have this weird feeling that I forgot something for the PIP in her pack. I KNOW I didn't pack her goggles, because I wasn't completely certain they were going swimming, and I didn't feel like taking the chance that they would not come home with her. I hope I don't forget to pick them up at 4:30... maybe that's it...
Well... can't go read, it's time for my walking group...
Todays tea being downed at present is an "indian chai". Liking it very much. I will probably do the cup of java in a couple of hours... I hope my walking pants are dry...I just stuck them in about 10 minutes ago....I live in a very wish filled world.
I sent my girl on a one day trip today. She is going with her best little buddy from down the street. They are the same age, but only divided by 3 months but the PIP towers over her. There are days that I hope that the PIP doesn't bump into her, as she is very slight, and I fear that she will send her flying. Luckily the little buddy down the street is very agile, and so would in all instances land on her feet. Maybe the air is different down here than in the middle of the block, who knows. Anyways.. I have this weird feeling that I forgot something for the PIP in her pack. I KNOW I didn't pack her goggles, because I wasn't completely certain they were going swimming, and I didn't feel like taking the chance that they would not come home with her. I hope I don't forget to pick them up at 4:30... maybe that's it...
Well... can't go read, it's time for my walking group...
Todays tea being downed at present is an "indian chai". Liking it very much. I will probably do the cup of java in a couple of hours... I hope my walking pants are dry...I just stuck them in about 10 minutes ago....I live in a very wish filled world.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
An Earl Grey moment.
For this hour it's an Earl Grey moment. I have added just the right amount of Vanilla, with a splash of milk, and the teabag has been steeped to perfection. Now the sipping starts. It is an early morning tastebud explosion, although it's not that early now, but that's OK. This moment will not last for long, because as soon as we leave the house I will be wanting some coffee. I just know that will happen, as it has happened before... The Earl soothes the soul; let's you believe that one lives in the land of calm, where fluffy clouds sway in the sky and butterflies twitter. The coffee snaps me back in to reality world where I can watch the rain beat on my windshield, and know that the traffic will be ugly today.
Magic happens.
This Friday the husbandman and I have a date. It's not a date that you would expect for a boring married couple... but it is what it is.. and to me, it's an exciting date.
We are going kitchen cabinet shopping.
It's the most unbelievable concept entertaining my headspace as well.
Mind you, it's an almost unbelievable notion to imagine that this really means: "out with the old, and in with the new."
But then again, I have been fooled before, and I will only believe it when I see it.
We are going kitchen cabinet shopping.
It's the most unbelievable concept entertaining my headspace as well.
Mind you, it's an almost unbelievable notion to imagine that this really means: "out with the old, and in with the new."
But then again, I have been fooled before, and I will only believe it when I see it.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Everything in under an hour...
I have to be someplace in one hour.
I need to be ready before then.
I would like to have an invoice prepared before then.
I need to gather some info to bring with me before then.
I just made a cup of tea, which I need to drink before then.
I have to find books to return to the library within the hour.
I have to leave a list of duties for the chicklets before then.
It's a goood thing that I was up earlier, and accomplished nothing!
I need to be ready before then.
I would like to have an invoice prepared before then.
I need to gather some info to bring with me before then.
I just made a cup of tea, which I need to drink before then.
I have to find books to return to the library within the hour.
I have to leave a list of duties for the chicklets before then.
It's a goood thing that I was up earlier, and accomplished nothing!
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Alrighty then...
I just remembered why I don't wear elastics on my wrist. It really cranks up the nerve endings when one rolls the wrist along side of your leg. Kind of like waxing, minus the wax, and a much slower process.
And, in other lessons almost learned: I managed to sign the PIP up for an "out trip" this Thursday. I knew about signing her up last week, and almost managed to do so, but I kept forgetting to call the Rec Centre back. Today, on the way home I managed to remember.. and as good fortune would have it... the PIP filled the last spot. WHAT DOES IT TAKE PEOPLE!!!! I thought about taking some more vitamins earlier.. in an effort to aide the failing memory, but of course.. I forgot. It's 11:00 PM.. perhaps I should just dig for anything that might say "for smart people only"....
I almost brought home my underwire from the left side of my bra today. I hauled it out of my bra about 3 weeks ago, as it was trying to jab then kill me. I had had enough of that most annoying evil shooting pain, and removed the underwire, and put it in the back room. I keep forgetting to go back for it. I retrieved it earlier today while I was at work, and patted myself on the back for being very diligent and smart at remembering... but then there were too many people at the desk where I am situated, and my bag was under the desk.. so I put it back on the shelf in the back, and promptly forgot it for another week. I take great pride at being a tremendous goof ball!
OH... my attempt at letting the husbandman make the children go to bed has failed. He has fallen asleep in the big blue chair, and the PIP is happily watching late night television. I must go back and be a mother now.
But wait... I just emailed the blogger people about the missing header thingy bar at top... and NOW.. it appears, and with an actual button that says "new post".. how easy for me I say... but why did it appear now.. this bar certainly doesn't appear for me on any other days. I queried the fact that maybe because I am still on dial up that blogger just gets tired of taking too long to load, and then forgets to load my top header bar thingy, because it just gets tired of waiting itself.
And, in other lessons almost learned: I managed to sign the PIP up for an "out trip" this Thursday. I knew about signing her up last week, and almost managed to do so, but I kept forgetting to call the Rec Centre back. Today, on the way home I managed to remember.. and as good fortune would have it... the PIP filled the last spot. WHAT DOES IT TAKE PEOPLE!!!! I thought about taking some more vitamins earlier.. in an effort to aide the failing memory, but of course.. I forgot. It's 11:00 PM.. perhaps I should just dig for anything that might say "for smart people only"....
I almost brought home my underwire from the left side of my bra today. I hauled it out of my bra about 3 weeks ago, as it was trying to jab then kill me. I had had enough of that most annoying evil shooting pain, and removed the underwire, and put it in the back room. I keep forgetting to go back for it. I retrieved it earlier today while I was at work, and patted myself on the back for being very diligent and smart at remembering... but then there were too many people at the desk where I am situated, and my bag was under the desk.. so I put it back on the shelf in the back, and promptly forgot it for another week. I take great pride at being a tremendous goof ball!
OH... my attempt at letting the husbandman make the children go to bed has failed. He has fallen asleep in the big blue chair, and the PIP is happily watching late night television. I must go back and be a mother now.
But wait... I just emailed the blogger people about the missing header thingy bar at top... and NOW.. it appears, and with an actual button that says "new post".. how easy for me I say... but why did it appear now.. this bar certainly doesn't appear for me on any other days. I queried the fact that maybe because I am still on dial up that blogger just gets tired of taking too long to load, and then forgets to load my top header bar thingy, because it just gets tired of waiting itself.
Loving the lines.
Here's Miss Milly streaking along, playing her game of soccer.
I found different streaks across the sky last week at Boundary Bay.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Another request...
and another, and another, and another.....
I have been filling up the City of PoCo's service request/comment forms this past hour. If I can't do it at work, then I do it at home! (Last week while I was at work I submitted about six maintainence request forms... it is so much fun..... now things are accomplished this week when I return... and it warms my heart that things happen while my back is turned!)
This evening I have emailed the City in regards to many different situations that are occuring about the city, and all that should be fixed!
IN other things....
I think I need friends to POP by more frequently. (About TWO hours notice is all I require). My friend KIM came by the other day... she spent about 20 actual minutes in my home, but it was well worth it... as the home was quickly vacuumed, dusted, cleaned, and tidied... all for her quick in and quick out. It only remained that way for the remainder of the day.. but it was all good that it had been tidied. I like tidy, I just wish it liked me more... as I can never seem to accomplish complete tidy-ness!
I read about 7 1/2 pages of my new book. It hasn't excited me so far, but what can you expect for a two dollar hard cover in the clearance bin from Chapters?
Did I mention that I completed a FIVE star soduko? I couldn't even cheat as it was from the paper, and I never did see the following days edition.
My friend Kim will be very unhappy with me... I gave a library book BACK that I had not finished reading yet. I wasn't too far into the book, but far enough to claim that "I had a commitment now".... I will try to keep it from her... but somehow I know I will let it slip.
Well, speaking of slipping.. I am going to slip out of here.. and find some fancy television.. after all ... it is 11:45.. and I should be sleeping or something.. as work requires me to be there at the usual 07:30 (ISH)... I add the (ISH) part.
I have been filling up the City of PoCo's service request/comment forms this past hour. If I can't do it at work, then I do it at home! (Last week while I was at work I submitted about six maintainence request forms... it is so much fun..... now things are accomplished this week when I return... and it warms my heart that things happen while my back is turned!)
This evening I have emailed the City in regards to many different situations that are occuring about the city, and all that should be fixed!
IN other things....
I think I need friends to POP by more frequently. (About TWO hours notice is all I require). My friend KIM came by the other day... she spent about 20 actual minutes in my home, but it was well worth it... as the home was quickly vacuumed, dusted, cleaned, and tidied... all for her quick in and quick out. It only remained that way for the remainder of the day.. but it was all good that it had been tidied. I like tidy, I just wish it liked me more... as I can never seem to accomplish complete tidy-ness!
I read about 7 1/2 pages of my new book. It hasn't excited me so far, but what can you expect for a two dollar hard cover in the clearance bin from Chapters?
Did I mention that I completed a FIVE star soduko? I couldn't even cheat as it was from the paper, and I never did see the following days edition.
My friend Kim will be very unhappy with me... I gave a library book BACK that I had not finished reading yet. I wasn't too far into the book, but far enough to claim that "I had a commitment now".... I will try to keep it from her... but somehow I know I will let it slip.
Well, speaking of slipping.. I am going to slip out of here.. and find some fancy television.. after all ... it is 11:45.. and I should be sleeping or something.. as work requires me to be there at the usual 07:30 (ISH)... I add the (ISH) part.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Now that the keyboard has stopped sizzling...
I can type!
It's always fun to talk about yesterday, as yesterday was yesterday, something to talk about, and something to remember. Yesterday was too hot to talk about, write about, think about. Today is much cooler. Thank you mother nature & her airforce team.
WELL....much to write, little time to contemplate what order to put it in, so what do I like to do best... but create a list:
It's always fun to talk about yesterday, as yesterday was yesterday, something to talk about, and something to remember. Yesterday was too hot to talk about, write about, think about. Today is much cooler. Thank you mother nature & her airforce team.
WELL....much to write, little time to contemplate what order to put it in, so what do I like to do best... but create a list:
- First of firsts... I went to the dentist yesterday. I love that place! Not only because yesterday of all days I got to sit in an airconditioned room for an hour and a bit while the chicklets and myself had teethy things done, but this is the place where they have magically made the crooked teeth disappear. Every couple of weeks I return to what normally is a vile place to visit, has actually turned in a smiling temple for me. This retainer thingy that I wear in my mouth generally when I am by myself, (as I can not talk with it in, as it constantly reminds me of the Seinfeld episode of Kramer walking down the street with pennies in his pockets), has done it's job perfectly. As of today I when I roll my tongue along my front teeth, it almost slides across without feeling a depression in the front teeth. I know this slick smooth feeling as I have felt it not once, but twice before. I am hoping that this is three times lucky. AND.. as much as that boy of mine would wish that I wouldn't turn this around into a learning lesson, but it prooved to him that he must continue to wear his retainer.
- Peanutbutter and raspberry jam on wholewheat with a pink plastic cup of orange juice. This is a breakfast with staying power.
- The electrician came by this last weekend, and finished the job. I thought he was never going to return to get our job done. I first talked to the fellow on April 26th. Even the husbandman was giving up hope that he would never come and do the job. I finally asked the husbandman... does this guy know that "you" are renovating your home, and only you. Then I asked him if he actually agreed to doing whatever the electrical job was.. because I was getting pretty doubtful that the guy was going to come and do it, even as a side job. The husbandman was patient, because he knew that the electrical guy was a good guy, with many incidentals that happened along the way... but now it is done, and we can move forward.
- I need to go grocery shopping.. for what I am not certain, as when it is hot... what do you eat.. (other than # 2 from above)? Well, I have solved that problem.. since the fridge is kinda empty, and I really do not know what to put in it.. I cam up with the concept of filling it with bowls of jello, which is something that I just went and did. Certainly someone will think that I am in love with their souls enough to leave jello in the refridgerator. A marvelous idea. My idea from a couple days ago was to fill the freezer with "actual orange juice" popsicles.. which everytime they ask for one.. I mystersiouly say "sure!". I don't have any orange juice left mind you... but that is OK, it was getting drunk while it sat in the fridge.
- After many OCDish thoughts of what to do with the silly catdog yesterday in our extreme heat.. she went along and screwed up the whole thought process. I wished I wouldn't have obscessed for so long. Not long after we left our little hot homestead yesterday afternoon, did she wonder into the boys bedroom, where the door was left open, and the wind promptly shut it behind her, locking her in. Fortunately for her and us, the sun does not shine in through his windows in the afternoon, and the window was open. BUT.. all the planning on what to do with her went out the window... like the fan perfectly positioned to blow on her as she sat on the green leather couch. Catdogs.. what do you do with them? She is certainly not one that we can toss into the backyard, or put in her safe kennel in the backyard as well, only because it was too hot. I would never have considered shutting her into the boy's room.. but that is exactly what happened, and since she doesn't seem to speak a word of english (except when her humon "idiot" friends decided to speak her mind for her...)... we haven't seen any complaints from her.
- Walking group... must quickly brush, clean, tie, then fly.. if I wish to make it on time. Today we are walking the shade route... aaaaahhhhhhh.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Shoes for rent.
That girl of mine went off with me to do errands today. It was a good event, and we enjoyed our time together... but the heat was busily trying to take us down in the process. It didn't add to the fact that the PIP tried to take me out just a couple of times while we were on our heated missions with the umbrella that she used for shade. She sickened herself very quickly with the umbrella, and flung it at me like it was my fault the wind was blowing, and making it hard for her to hold unto the umbrella ella ella ella a a a a . ( fine lyrics huh?)
Anyways... she tortured herself long enough with her matching flip flops so we entered the "stupidstore" to buy a new pair of shoes. I couldn't believe that they had no shoes left... except for a couple of pairs of summery things. So we purchased a $7.00 pair of shoes and left for the trek back to the Mazda dealer where the M5 was getting an oil change. By the time we got back to the Mazda dealership she shows me her new comfortable and sticky shoes. ICK. All of the top part of the shoes had peeled off. Nice. We were heading back towards the "stupidstore" so we tried to find another pair of shoes of anything.. there was nothing to be had. We walked up to customer service, she took off her shoes, I got my money back, and then we left.. she was shoeless. So there she stood, at the front of the stupidstore, with no shoes and her couple of bought items, and waited for me, lady limousine drive to come and pick her up. When she walked out into the pavement there she was "ouch ouch ouch.. hot hot hot..." Her original flip flops were in a bag in the back, but by this point she was already at the car. Well, I guess that is where $7.00 rental shoes will get you.... only outside of the store once.
Anyways... she tortured herself long enough with her matching flip flops so we entered the "stupidstore" to buy a new pair of shoes. I couldn't believe that they had no shoes left... except for a couple of pairs of summery things. So we purchased a $7.00 pair of shoes and left for the trek back to the Mazda dealer where the M5 was getting an oil change. By the time we got back to the Mazda dealership she shows me her new comfortable and sticky shoes. ICK. All of the top part of the shoes had peeled off. Nice. We were heading back towards the "stupidstore" so we tried to find another pair of shoes of anything.. there was nothing to be had. We walked up to customer service, she took off her shoes, I got my money back, and then we left.. she was shoeless. So there she stood, at the front of the stupidstore, with no shoes and her couple of bought items, and waited for me, lady limousine drive to come and pick her up. When she walked out into the pavement there she was "ouch ouch ouch.. hot hot hot..." Her original flip flops were in a bag in the back, but by this point she was already at the car. Well, I guess that is where $7.00 rental shoes will get you.... only outside of the store once.
Monday, July 09, 2007
How do I reread?
The book club has set up it's next book. I liked the book, but I read it two years ago. Now I am going to have to reread the book. There's an issue with that... why would someone reread when there is so much reading to be done, and I don't have enough hours in the day to do the reading that I wish let alone be a rereading reader.
I can't reread. There isn't time to reread!!!! Then I wont. I will skim the pages in one hour or less, and then I will feel some sense of enlightenment. I don't think rereading will give me the initial pleasure of embarking. I regail at the embarkment as the pages turn, or in some cases creak. Sometimes I feel that the pages just clunk over as I sigh when the pages turn, and then I look to the back of the book and do the math at how much time it's going to take me to finish the book. This is much to painful of an experience, so therefore rereading is absolutely out. In fact.. I only hope that I skim the next book. I am going to be the loser book club reader, I just know it!
I think the little oldies that make up this bunch will kick me out before I have a chance for my say.. other than " I didn't reread the book". They might just throw their coffee mugs and lace doilied goodies at me. I will sit by the door for a quick get away.
Enough of that nonsense...
In other good nonsense... I almost upchucked yesterday while visiting a friend at Art & Knapps. We were talking for quite a while, and it gets quite hot in the "green house" part of the building.. and all of a sudden I had this overwhelming "heat" take over me. I wrapped up the conversation quickly and departed to the great outdoors where it was equally hot, but I was able to wonder around looking for two trees to buy for our front yard. I just thought I should share that.
That boy of mine wishes to buy an X*box. I told him to look in the flyers for the prices. He was quite hurt when he saw the prices. He has a long way to go before he can dream of bringing the big purchase home. So in an effort to help him in his endeavour I asked if he would wash up the dishes that were sitting on the counter, and a couple of glasses in the sink, I told him I would pay him a dollar. Yes, a dollar... Anyways, when I eventually made it home from my wandering vomiting ways.. the dishes were still sitting on the counter untouched. I asked the boy why he didn't do the dishes.. he said he wouldn't do them for a dollar. I told him that was OK, he didn't need to do them for a dollar, instead now he could do them for free.
Must depart, the walking group starts in a bit, and I have to meet Me, Myself and I over at the Arts Centre. If we are the only ones that meet, then I will drive us back to the Hyde Creek location and walk within the shaded area of the trail. I wish all of us luck.
I can't reread. There isn't time to reread!!!! Then I wont. I will skim the pages in one hour or less, and then I will feel some sense of enlightenment. I don't think rereading will give me the initial pleasure of embarking. I regail at the embarkment as the pages turn, or in some cases creak. Sometimes I feel that the pages just clunk over as I sigh when the pages turn, and then I look to the back of the book and do the math at how much time it's going to take me to finish the book. This is much to painful of an experience, so therefore rereading is absolutely out. In fact.. I only hope that I skim the next book. I am going to be the loser book club reader, I just know it!
I think the little oldies that make up this bunch will kick me out before I have a chance for my say.. other than " I didn't reread the book". They might just throw their coffee mugs and lace doilied goodies at me. I will sit by the door for a quick get away.
Enough of that nonsense...
In other good nonsense... I almost upchucked yesterday while visiting a friend at Art & Knapps. We were talking for quite a while, and it gets quite hot in the "green house" part of the building.. and all of a sudden I had this overwhelming "heat" take over me. I wrapped up the conversation quickly and departed to the great outdoors where it was equally hot, but I was able to wonder around looking for two trees to buy for our front yard. I just thought I should share that.
That boy of mine wishes to buy an X*box. I told him to look in the flyers for the prices. He was quite hurt when he saw the prices. He has a long way to go before he can dream of bringing the big purchase home. So in an effort to help him in his endeavour I asked if he would wash up the dishes that were sitting on the counter, and a couple of glasses in the sink, I told him I would pay him a dollar. Yes, a dollar... Anyways, when I eventually made it home from my wandering vomiting ways.. the dishes were still sitting on the counter untouched. I asked the boy why he didn't do the dishes.. he said he wouldn't do them for a dollar. I told him that was OK, he didn't need to do them for a dollar, instead now he could do them for free.
Must depart, the walking group starts in a bit, and I have to meet Me, Myself and I over at the Arts Centre. If we are the only ones that meet, then I will drive us back to the Hyde Creek location and walk within the shaded area of the trail. I wish all of us luck.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
Friday, July 06, 2007
I think summer vacation has started.
WE are going to the beach today. It is a great beach, if you don't mind little shells upon the sandbars. The wind blows cooly throughout the day, so even if it is hot out, you don't really notice. The chicklets are going with their cousins, they always go together.
This doesn't feel like summer vacation yet mind you, as Tues, Wed, Thurs were all met with obligations! I have been to the grocery store/some kind of store everyday this week because I guess we have ran out of things, and I, with the "no memory" issue keep forgetting things. I could write them down, however the reason that I do not is the fact that the things purchased are random items that I think about while doing other things.
I bought a new "slow growing" shrub for the front of the house yesterday. What I really need to buy is a large ceramic pot that is black, but I didn't find that, except for the little round shrub that was $5.97. The front of my yard is looking quite empty and blank, much to happiness, and sadness. I don't have the colonies of ants roaming everywhere, and I don't have the mess of large bushes to keep pruning, and I don't have the constant thoughts of how overgrown everything is despite the pruning, and I don't have the thoughts of how I am going to change it. Now all I have are the thoughts of what can I do to make it look nicer while I wait for the kitchen to be accomplished, and then the front of the house rebuilt. OCD at it's finest some days.
That girl of mine went swimming yesterday. I was very happy for her. Five and a half hours in total. What a chick... I delivered her and a friend at the pool, and picked them up at 3:45, and then by 5:30 I asked if she would like to go swimming again, (as if it was some kind of new fangled revelation), and she happily screached she would. This time she swam from 6 to 8, with the exception of some deck sitting time with her friend, which the other Mrs. Debbie and I equally then said to the girls.. back in the pool. that to me is summer vacation, endless hours of swimming about.
The boy of mine got hired out for "childminding" the past two evenings. What a character. I gave him some pointers about what a good childminder does, and doesn't do. ( I had to encourage him about OWNING the remote )... that this doesn't happen while "childminding".
Little Miss Ellpee is going to think that we have abandoned her today. When we leave, we are going to put her in her outside kennel. It's a fairly large space for her to run about in while we are away, as well as a place to keep her safe. I would like to just leave her in the yard, but with her chronic state of dingbatedness she would do something silly and more than likely hurt herself while we were gone. Hopefully leaving her in her kennel will curtail dingbat activities.
I am thinking of taking an umbrella (used for rain) to the beach. The sister has an umbrella used for sun that we always bring.. but utilizing the rain umbrella will give me that extra buffer of not getting scorched while at the beach, AND even though I will apply sunscreen, I generally forget some random spot, and then yikes! I have to work the next two days, and I would like to do it in some semblance of peace. Last year I burned the top portion of my foot where the cover of my sandle had been, so it was just a strip, but a painful strip at that!
I will go and give my flowers a drink before I leave. I keep feeding them everytime I water them. I try to get the biggest bang for my buck... If I pay for flowering plants, then I freaking want them to flower. .... A LOT!
OH.. and the blogger situation hasn't changed... I continue to google blogger, which comes up with a blogger sign in, and then I try and sign in from that page, which gives me an error message, and then I repeat that process, and then .. whala!!!! my blog magically appears, perhaps I should email the blogger people directly rather than let the world know, as so far I have not had a solution to the "time consuming" problem.. which keeps me away from trying to get on here and randomly speak of useless inklings.
OH,,.. and useless inklings.. if I can find a spot in the car, I am going to bring my "film" camera today.. hopefully I will get some photos with it.. that is if I remember how to use it.
This doesn't feel like summer vacation yet mind you, as Tues, Wed, Thurs were all met with obligations! I have been to the grocery store/some kind of store everyday this week because I guess we have ran out of things, and I, with the "no memory" issue keep forgetting things. I could write them down, however the reason that I do not is the fact that the things purchased are random items that I think about while doing other things.
I bought a new "slow growing" shrub for the front of the house yesterday. What I really need to buy is a large ceramic pot that is black, but I didn't find that, except for the little round shrub that was $5.97. The front of my yard is looking quite empty and blank, much to happiness, and sadness. I don't have the colonies of ants roaming everywhere, and I don't have the mess of large bushes to keep pruning, and I don't have the constant thoughts of how overgrown everything is despite the pruning, and I don't have the thoughts of how I am going to change it. Now all I have are the thoughts of what can I do to make it look nicer while I wait for the kitchen to be accomplished, and then the front of the house rebuilt. OCD at it's finest some days.
That girl of mine went swimming yesterday. I was very happy for her. Five and a half hours in total. What a chick... I delivered her and a friend at the pool, and picked them up at 3:45, and then by 5:30 I asked if she would like to go swimming again, (as if it was some kind of new fangled revelation), and she happily screached she would. This time she swam from 6 to 8, with the exception of some deck sitting time with her friend, which the other Mrs. Debbie and I equally then said to the girls.. back in the pool. that to me is summer vacation, endless hours of swimming about.
The boy of mine got hired out for "childminding" the past two evenings. What a character. I gave him some pointers about what a good childminder does, and doesn't do. ( I had to encourage him about OWNING the remote )... that this doesn't happen while "childminding".
Little Miss Ellpee is going to think that we have abandoned her today. When we leave, we are going to put her in her outside kennel. It's a fairly large space for her to run about in while we are away, as well as a place to keep her safe. I would like to just leave her in the yard, but with her chronic state of dingbatedness she would do something silly and more than likely hurt herself while we were gone. Hopefully leaving her in her kennel will curtail dingbat activities.
I am thinking of taking an umbrella (used for rain) to the beach. The sister has an umbrella used for sun that we always bring.. but utilizing the rain umbrella will give me that extra buffer of not getting scorched while at the beach, AND even though I will apply sunscreen, I generally forget some random spot, and then yikes! I have to work the next two days, and I would like to do it in some semblance of peace. Last year I burned the top portion of my foot where the cover of my sandle had been, so it was just a strip, but a painful strip at that!
I will go and give my flowers a drink before I leave. I keep feeding them everytime I water them. I try to get the biggest bang for my buck... If I pay for flowering plants, then I freaking want them to flower. .... A LOT!
OH.. and the blogger situation hasn't changed... I continue to google blogger, which comes up with a blogger sign in, and then I try and sign in from that page, which gives me an error message, and then I repeat that process, and then .. whala!!!! my blog magically appears, perhaps I should email the blogger people directly rather than let the world know, as so far I have not had a solution to the "time consuming" problem.. which keeps me away from trying to get on here and randomly speak of useless inklings.
OH,,.. and useless inklings.. if I can find a spot in the car, I am going to bring my "film" camera today.. hopefully I will get some photos with it.. that is if I remember how to use it.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
You have to go...
The husbandman got invited to an east indian wedding reception. It was held yesterday, on July 1st. (Fireworks... what fireworks??)
So here's a couple of things....
So here's a couple of things....
- When the invitation time says 7PM, don't show up until 830PM. (This doesn't help when the time was changed on some of the invitations.. but sadly it wasn't changed on ours... ours said 6PM).
- Make sure you sit next to a table that has multilingual guests. It helps with the caucasion crowd control.
- People didn't "appear" to bring gifts. ( I hid ours under a table somewhere.. hopefully they will find it ... tomorrow!)
- Don't wait for the wedding couple to eat first, they don't eat at all at the reception.
- Be prepared to be entertained by colourful dancing men.
- On that thought.. while there is dancing at this wedding, it is interesting to note that the men run to dance together.
- Dancing is not difficult, you sort of shoot your hands in the air to the beat of the music. Just like the videos.
- Just when you think you have had dinner by the courses that have been handed around, just prepare for an announcement that dinner is served.
- Dancing starts before dinner, and continues during dinner, and after dinner, in fact dinner goes on all evening.
- It's beautiful and colourful and gracious, if you are fortunate to be invited, it's a lovely evening to (me) the highly boring.
RELAX people.
The other day the sister and I took the chicklets out for lunch. We went to the same place as we did last year, almost sat in the same spot, AND we continued to be bewildered by the lapse in service. The saving grace was the fact that the sister got a gift card for $25 bucks... hence the return visit. It was quite fun really, the four cousins out for lunch on "report card day". It's a nice start to summer vacation.
The next stop was Chap*ters. This can be a very exciting event, or not. I wonder how many books Chap*ters has in it's inventory? This question came to me after Miss Pip wanted for me to buy her half of the inventory, the SON could "not find one single book" that he would like at all, except for the Marvel Comics $50.00 number, and me, well I bought the same book that I bought six months ago, and still haven't read.
Perhaps this place isn't as big as I thought it was.
The next stop was Chap*ters. This can be a very exciting event, or not. I wonder how many books Chap*ters has in it's inventory? This question came to me after Miss Pip wanted for me to buy her half of the inventory, the SON could "not find one single book" that he would like at all, except for the Marvel Comics $50.00 number, and me, well I bought the same book that I bought six months ago, and still haven't read.
Perhaps this place isn't as big as I thought it was.
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