So... I did some things today, just a small bunch, but it was stuff.
I managed to get the renter guy to pick up his broken booze bottles. I plopped a sign on top of the mess that read "Clean Me UP!".
I did many useless tasks today which amounted to not a whole heck of a lot, but were important to do all the same.
I even managed to cut the front lawn, which included a fight with the lawn mower. I introduced it to many fowl words, of which they all fell out of my mouth, and directed them toward it. I tried to weed wack, but that little electrical machine and I don't get along too well, so I hissed at it too, and then eventually gave up. I fixed the front garden, and had to water, yes water....despite the rain and the damp, this piece of garden requires watering.
I moved onto washing my car. Now it's all shiny and indigo blue looking again, however; it doesn't help that I have to travel down a dirty and dusty and mucky road to get to piano and to see the (now non-existant) bears.
I put myself to the torture test this evening and went to a Park Association Meeting. OMG!!!!! is that crap every boring!!!!! Thank god for the cups of coffee.....I did chuckle at the enthusiasm of one of the members. Now he was very enthusiastic. There was a whole bunch of chatter about almost non-existant happenings, which completely bored me. There was supposed to be a slideshow presentation, but when they dropped the slides all over the table, I knew that was a bust.
I am currently reading a large text book of which I have no interest in. I am hoping to see it to the end..... and there is a big hope in that.
Must go read... or something.....
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
This is....
Totally bugging the shit out of me.
I swore up and down, left and right, that I would not look past my front yard at the chaos that happens further than my driveway.
This weeks torment is the good neighbours tenant that had a party two weekends ago. There are two bags of empty booze containers that are sitting at the edge of the driveway. There are bits of broken glass sitting beyond the bag. It was garbage day today, and the bags are still there.
So... I am wondering what can I do to to get it cleaned up. I am thinking of planting a sign in the middle of the night....."Bottle clean up service not available in this area".
I am about (__________)this close to doing it.
My book is calling, I must leave now.
I swore up and down, left and right, that I would not look past my front yard at the chaos that happens further than my driveway.
This weeks torment is the good neighbours tenant that had a party two weekends ago. There are two bags of empty booze containers that are sitting at the edge of the driveway. There are bits of broken glass sitting beyond the bag. It was garbage day today, and the bags are still there.
So... I am wondering what can I do to to get it cleaned up. I am thinking of planting a sign in the middle of the night....."Bottle clean up service not available in this area".
I am about (__________)this close to doing it.
My book is calling, I must leave now.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Weeks are rushing by...
I am currently sitting here in the deep and dark dusty livingroom trying to come up with an October Agenda. I have most of it spelled out, so hopefully it wont be a bust. It is tricky trying to keep all of the people happy in the group, I am only successful only a bit of the time. See it helps that the other half of the time another couple of people are happy. If I were to take a poll at the end of the month, most people might be happy some of the time.
How can this be the last week of September... I am sure I was just waiting for September to begin, and now it is ending... I think there is a song out there.. but I have been awake the whole time, I just know it.
So I found some kitchen furniture today... I am surely going to buy it. I think the latest slogan is "do not pay until 2012". That suits me just fine, and I am think I am going to do just that! I'll take the husbandman to see the high quality furniture on Friday, as it is his day off.. and I am suspecting he might just take the day off, especially since he seems to be having more bad hair days than me, and I have three and a half times more hair than him... oh, and with the knowledge that he told me he was no longer in a hurry to continue on with the kitchen, as the big stuff is now done, he will complete it at his leisure, so we continue to play the waiting game. GOD.. this is really turning out to be a waiting game I think.
Work was very nice this weekend. That is all about that. It was nice, and including that it was a good bunch to work with... yes, a hard working bunch of people... that was a bonusfilled nice.
I am having front tooth issues. It seems to just teeter on the perfect position, and then sinks back, just when I think that it will sit stable. I don't eat apples, and I do not eat carrots, for fear that it will just pop right out.
I coloured my hair the other day. I was happy with the results, not too wretchedly dark, and yet dark enough to make it look like my hair isn't full of grey, which it is, or at least I think it is. Grey hair, ick, crooked teeth, ick.... see.. I really am a fake!
I have to send yet another book back to the library tomorrow. I made it through six chapters, but it was only a two week loan. Two weeks just isn't enough.. or more of the problem is that I haven't found the time to find two weeks within that two week time frame... anyways.. I am onto another book that I special ordered, so hopefully I will have some luck with that one.
So the husbandman wasn't sure if he was up to going to do an overtime call this evening. I told him this morning that he would be fine. He told me that he would make that call once he made it out of bed, if and when he might be able to make it out of bed, and felt that he could stand. I told him he would be fine. I think I said it in a rather believable voice, as he eventually went to do the overtime job. I am highly empathetic. ( Oh really, I am .....). I should write NOW, that the underpressure kitchen prep is now past us.. and everyday I monitored the crazy husbandman for wrecked back syndrome, and everyday, despite how shitty he may have felt, stood up straight out of bed in the morning, and carried on to work. He is such a good boy... and now that the pressure of the job is over... his back has started acting up, and he looks all apishlike...I have him hot on the trail of MSM (some herbal anti-inflammatories)... as I can't have him stopping now... now that kitchen is looking all good and fancy and such....not that I am going to use it for anything.
The potatoe/ciabatta bun thing is going well. Tomorrow we will back onto baked potatoes.. I can't wait!
Well... I have a book that is waiting, make that books, many many books.. I will go read something now...
How can this be the last week of September... I am sure I was just waiting for September to begin, and now it is ending... I think there is a song out there.. but I have been awake the whole time, I just know it.
So I found some kitchen furniture today... I am surely going to buy it. I think the latest slogan is "do not pay until 2012". That suits me just fine, and I am think I am going to do just that! I'll take the husbandman to see the high quality furniture on Friday, as it is his day off.. and I am suspecting he might just take the day off, especially since he seems to be having more bad hair days than me, and I have three and a half times more hair than him... oh, and with the knowledge that he told me he was no longer in a hurry to continue on with the kitchen, as the big stuff is now done, he will complete it at his leisure, so we continue to play the waiting game. GOD.. this is really turning out to be a waiting game I think.
Work was very nice this weekend. That is all about that. It was nice, and including that it was a good bunch to work with... yes, a hard working bunch of people... that was a bonusfilled nice.
I am having front tooth issues. It seems to just teeter on the perfect position, and then sinks back, just when I think that it will sit stable. I don't eat apples, and I do not eat carrots, for fear that it will just pop right out.
I coloured my hair the other day. I was happy with the results, not too wretchedly dark, and yet dark enough to make it look like my hair isn't full of grey, which it is, or at least I think it is. Grey hair, ick, crooked teeth, ick.... see.. I really am a fake!
I have to send yet another book back to the library tomorrow. I made it through six chapters, but it was only a two week loan. Two weeks just isn't enough.. or more of the problem is that I haven't found the time to find two weeks within that two week time frame... anyways.. I am onto another book that I special ordered, so hopefully I will have some luck with that one.
So the husbandman wasn't sure if he was up to going to do an overtime call this evening. I told him this morning that he would be fine. He told me that he would make that call once he made it out of bed, if and when he might be able to make it out of bed, and felt that he could stand. I told him he would be fine. I think I said it in a rather believable voice, as he eventually went to do the overtime job. I am highly empathetic. ( Oh really, I am .....). I should write NOW, that the underpressure kitchen prep is now past us.. and everyday I monitored the crazy husbandman for wrecked back syndrome, and everyday, despite how shitty he may have felt, stood up straight out of bed in the morning, and carried on to work. He is such a good boy... and now that the pressure of the job is over... his back has started acting up, and he looks all apishlike...I have him hot on the trail of MSM (some herbal anti-inflammatories)... as I can't have him stopping now... now that kitchen is looking all good and fancy and such....not that I am going to use it for anything.
The potatoe/ciabatta bun thing is going well. Tomorrow we will back onto baked potatoes.. I can't wait!
Well... I have a book that is waiting, make that books, many many books.. I will go read something now...
Friday, September 21, 2007
OH man... I missed the parade!
One of the good and crazy neighbours from down the street handed out flyers about two weeks ago.
The title at the top was noted as a: "First Annual Bike Parade".
Now this is exciting, what a classic event!
It was all big fun....
The sky had been blue for weeks, and with the excitement mounting for this grand event, surely the weather gods would let the parade proceed without a glitch.......
A tractor was invited, which was driven out of it's resting place in the front yard of the wonderfully crazy take out dinner man (but died just prior to the parade), a candy wielding golf cart that started on fire after the parade, a filthy (which is why it was free) bouncy castle that sounds like it was a hit, a police escort down the "whole" crescent, one fire engine that arrived late for the 3 1/2 minute parade, 180 hotdogs that were BBQ'd and eaten, with one package remaining, and 10 lost ones left on the lawn. There were balloon tosses and prizes.
Yes people .... it was quite the event for a "first annual" affair.
I missed it all, as I was at work.
Oh, and it poured with rain.
It looks like next year I will be taking a vacation day so as not to miss this grand scale event.
The title at the top was noted as a: "First Annual Bike Parade".
Now this is exciting, what a classic event!
It was all big fun....
The sky had been blue for weeks, and with the excitement mounting for this grand event, surely the weather gods would let the parade proceed without a glitch.......
A tractor was invited, which was driven out of it's resting place in the front yard of the wonderfully crazy take out dinner man (but died just prior to the parade), a candy wielding golf cart that started on fire after the parade, a filthy (which is why it was free) bouncy castle that sounds like it was a hit, a police escort down the "whole" crescent, one fire engine that arrived late for the 3 1/2 minute parade, 180 hotdogs that were BBQ'd and eaten, with one package remaining, and 10 lost ones left on the lawn. There were balloon tosses and prizes.
Yes people .... it was quite the event for a "first annual" affair.
I missed it all, as I was at work.
Oh, and it poured with rain.
It looks like next year I will be taking a vacation day so as not to miss this grand scale event.
There's more...
The husbandman has told me that he is not putting the stove back in the kitchen until the countertops are installed. That will be on October 17th.
I have come up with the grand scheme of serving baked potatoes with almost every meal. This will be alternated with ciabatta buns on altering nights. I have a toaster oven and a very rickety little microwave to do the job. Of course I will be offering up different toppings of the day to make the baked potatoe even more fascinating.
I was talking to my very crazy neighbour yesterday and he commented that the best part of renovating their kitchen was the take out. Although now that the kitchen has been long done the renovation, the take out hasn't quite stopped. Yes I say, he is crazy.
I have come up with the grand scheme of serving baked potatoes with almost every meal. This will be alternated with ciabatta buns on altering nights. I have a toaster oven and a very rickety little microwave to do the job. Of course I will be offering up different toppings of the day to make the baked potatoe even more fascinating.
I was talking to my very crazy neighbour yesterday and he commented that the best part of renovating their kitchen was the take out. Although now that the kitchen has been long done the renovation, the take out hasn't quite stopped. Yes I say, he is crazy.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
welll since I am here..
I should probably write something.
I met Hamstersons teacher tonight. She is blond, I didn't take her for blond. She claims to be getting used to his sense of humour. She also states that the class waits for his sense of humour to arise many times during the day, so she is getting used to him.
I met the girls teacher. She is an interesting sort. Quiet & seemingly uncomfortable with a familiar face. (me). The girl quite likes her. The classroom was a bit of a boring sight, but there is time for change, afterall it is only September.
Onto other things, as the previous was just boring.....
Well folks, it is official... the husband is rather nuts. I am no longer queen of nutland, as he has reigned himself king of nutland.
The kitchen cabinets have been installed, and they are looking rather fancy. The husbandman had some complaints. The freakshow himself took apart some cabinets that were just assembled yesterday, because they were slightly crooked. He wears me out with his quirks...
AND.. even less exciting events...
The girl went to be bed earlier under a certain amount of protest. It's not that she didn't want to go to bed.. it was the fact that she had a fight with a "mop" (AKA moth), and lost the battle, it just fluffled off somewhere else, and she was convinced it was laying in wait in her room.. and was going to one by one take out her stuffed animals.
I have to say that Pip of mine looked exceptionally beautiful today. She was in a cream coloured shirt that had a slight ruggle around the neck line. Her hair was just free and blowing, with a loose part to the side. Of course she rounded off the outfit with a skirt that she has been wearing since last year, and it looked to be sitting in her drawer since last year, but really it wasn't. I noticed at the end of the day that the wrinkles had disappeared only slightly. I forgave her skirt wrinkles, because from the waist up she was looking absolutely charming.
This reminds me of an incident with beautifulness from last week. That Pip of mine had the cutest perkiest blond ponytail that one girl alone could ever own. To add to the cuteness she had on a pink T-shirt and a pink pair of shorts. Of course attached to that was a longed legged tanned single nose freckled crazy 10 year old girl. We were running late for school and decided to err on the side of caution and drive the girl to school, as she would have stopped traffic with her cuteness... I kid you not. I wished I could have been half that cute when I was her age.
No really, this is the truth......
It's late...and I have no cream... it's a PRO-D day tomorrow for the kids. I love to drink coffee on PRO-D days... I might even go to the coffee store instead....not sure why, but I am thinking that I might. OH.. and to add... I threw in a trick question to the girls grade 5 teacher... I asked her what they were working on tomorrow on the PRO-D day... she said "lots of stuff". Well there you have it folks.. once again... tax dollars at work.. doing "stuff".
I will go and rest my painful eyes, and hurting head. It's just one of those things.
I have to be awake to watch the news with my favourite weather man Mark Madriga... who told lies today, and listen to the sounds of Chris Carter the marketwatcher... you have to love global news....
I met Hamstersons teacher tonight. She is blond, I didn't take her for blond. She claims to be getting used to his sense of humour. She also states that the class waits for his sense of humour to arise many times during the day, so she is getting used to him.
I met the girls teacher. She is an interesting sort. Quiet & seemingly uncomfortable with a familiar face. (me). The girl quite likes her. The classroom was a bit of a boring sight, but there is time for change, afterall it is only September.
Onto other things, as the previous was just boring.....
Well folks, it is official... the husband is rather nuts. I am no longer queen of nutland, as he has reigned himself king of nutland.
The kitchen cabinets have been installed, and they are looking rather fancy. The husbandman had some complaints. The freakshow himself took apart some cabinets that were just assembled yesterday, because they were slightly crooked. He wears me out with his quirks...
AND.. even less exciting events...
The girl went to be bed earlier under a certain amount of protest. It's not that she didn't want to go to bed.. it was the fact that she had a fight with a "mop" (AKA moth), and lost the battle, it just fluffled off somewhere else, and she was convinced it was laying in wait in her room.. and was going to one by one take out her stuffed animals.
I have to say that Pip of mine looked exceptionally beautiful today. She was in a cream coloured shirt that had a slight ruggle around the neck line. Her hair was just free and blowing, with a loose part to the side. Of course she rounded off the outfit with a skirt that she has been wearing since last year, and it looked to be sitting in her drawer since last year, but really it wasn't. I noticed at the end of the day that the wrinkles had disappeared only slightly. I forgave her skirt wrinkles, because from the waist up she was looking absolutely charming.
This reminds me of an incident with beautifulness from last week. That Pip of mine had the cutest perkiest blond ponytail that one girl alone could ever own. To add to the cuteness she had on a pink T-shirt and a pink pair of shorts. Of course attached to that was a longed legged tanned single nose freckled crazy 10 year old girl. We were running late for school and decided to err on the side of caution and drive the girl to school, as she would have stopped traffic with her cuteness... I kid you not. I wished I could have been half that cute when I was her age.
No really, this is the truth......
It's late...and I have no cream... it's a PRO-D day tomorrow for the kids. I love to drink coffee on PRO-D days... I might even go to the coffee store instead....not sure why, but I am thinking that I might. OH.. and to add... I threw in a trick question to the girls grade 5 teacher... I asked her what they were working on tomorrow on the PRO-D day... she said "lots of stuff". Well there you have it folks.. once again... tax dollars at work.. doing "stuff".
I will go and rest my painful eyes, and hurting head. It's just one of those things.
I have to be awake to watch the news with my favourite weather man Mark Madriga... who told lies today, and listen to the sounds of Chris Carter the marketwatcher... you have to love global news....
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Freaky Sunday
OK.
There are days that I just do not care to go to work, well I do not know this until I get there. Too many things take place, none of which happens to me, but somehow the things that go on get me involved.
I am people's sounding board.
IN some cases, like today, I am the voice of reason.
HOLY smokes I wish I wasn't.
Tensions fly high, and I am the silent party that calms the frothing seas.
People don't realize this about me... well, those that I work with that is.
Today I managed to circumvent nothing short of a mounting disaster... similar to a volcano erupting.
For now I have popped a cork on impending doom.
There will be fall out... and hopefully the waves of disaster will have lessoned by next Saturday when I return to work.
There are days that I just do not care to go to work, well I do not know this until I get there. Too many things take place, none of which happens to me, but somehow the things that go on get me involved.
I am people's sounding board.
IN some cases, like today, I am the voice of reason.
HOLY smokes I wish I wasn't.
Tensions fly high, and I am the silent party that calms the frothing seas.
People don't realize this about me... well, those that I work with that is.
Today I managed to circumvent nothing short of a mounting disaster... similar to a volcano erupting.
For now I have popped a cork on impending doom.
There will be fall out... and hopefully the waves of disaster will have lessoned by next Saturday when I return to work.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Staples, bears and other fascinating events...
I have been locked out of my computer space. Really I have. The King has had the living room locked up tight.. he has been sanding drywall this past week.
He is a workaholic. A very serious one. He is the King of workaholics, since he is the King and all.
I have a long list of details that I wish to tell, except I do not have the time to type.
I have once again killed my hands... I have been raking my backyard for days and hours. I managed to kill my back lawn, by complete accident mind you....!!!, and am having to repair it. This is perfect grass growing weather, so the task had to be completed.
The bears peaked the other night. We were there to witness it. Then last night we saw ONE bear leaving the blueberryfield, and that was it. Compare that to the nine we saw the other night, heading into the blueberry field. I think it is fascinating how solitary animals communicate with one another as this is not shear coincidence.
The kitchen is a coold shade of green. I have told the king that we will eventually turn our whole home into one large mass of green. It's like we are a forest or grove or something. I think I like green. So does the king.
I have many pictures that I should post... but then that would require me to sit here and fiddle with gadgets and things. I haven't had time for that... the freaking yard has been calling and calling and calling.... eventually I had to answer...
OK... now that I am down to a weekly update, I will go and be adventureous and hopefully will be back soon to share the events of excitement.. even if I have to take up lying.
He is a workaholic. A very serious one. He is the King of workaholics, since he is the King and all.
I have a long list of details that I wish to tell, except I do not have the time to type.
I have once again killed my hands... I have been raking my backyard for days and hours. I managed to kill my back lawn, by complete accident mind you....!!!, and am having to repair it. This is perfect grass growing weather, so the task had to be completed.
The bears peaked the other night. We were there to witness it. Then last night we saw ONE bear leaving the blueberryfield, and that was it. Compare that to the nine we saw the other night, heading into the blueberry field. I think it is fascinating how solitary animals communicate with one another as this is not shear coincidence.
The kitchen is a coold shade of green. I have told the king that we will eventually turn our whole home into one large mass of green. It's like we are a forest or grove or something. I think I like green. So does the king.
I have many pictures that I should post... but then that would require me to sit here and fiddle with gadgets and things. I haven't had time for that... the freaking yard has been calling and calling and calling.... eventually I had to answer...
OK... now that I am down to a weekly update, I will go and be adventureous and hopefully will be back soon to share the events of excitement.. even if I have to take up lying.
Saturday, September 08, 2007
life as of saturday....
We lived throught the school week. We even lived through a Friday night of Tae Kwon Do. Of course the evening was finished with a pizza all for the little master hamsterson himself ... just to keep him happy and not all out of sorts.
I stopped by a few homes as I was on my home after work tonight and was the street coyote crier... the cat people were happy with my observations of the little cat hunting beasts.
Bear watching was crazed! People were flying down the road from all over the place.. well that was last night.. and then tonight...it was still crazed... although it was just me and the PIP, and a family that just moved here from Richmond. We saw 8 bears... it was very exciting!
I stopped by a few homes as I was on my home after work tonight and was the street coyote crier... the cat people were happy with my observations of the little cat hunting beasts.
Bear watching was crazed! People were flying down the road from all over the place.. well that was last night.. and then tonight...it was still crazed... although it was just me and the PIP, and a family that just moved here from Richmond. We saw 8 bears... it was very exciting!
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Another day... another story, of minute porportion.
- I got my haircut yesterday. A whole whack of hair sat on the ground after she was done. The sister noticed the shorter less bedraggled look.
- The girl agreed to go into a dance class. I have found one. Hopefully she will enjoy 45 minutes of hip hopping around. This is a true experiment really, as she isn't very good on her god given stilts for legs. Maybe she will learn how to use them.
- The walking group has moved up to 5 people. Nothing short of incredible here.
- I managed to get three loads of laundry on the line and dried today. It's far too incredible people.
- I inherited a new child's school desk this afternoon. It is lovely, and will fit in my garden perfectly. I will hide it from the husbandman who seems to think he has some sort of grandious rulings about what enters the ever improving homestead.
- I washed and vacuumed out the wonderful Mazda 5. The indigo blue takes some scrubbing to get it free from dirt, and an extra couple of wipes to ensure that all the dirty spots have been cleaned.
- I had decided to get the husbandman some hockey tickets for his birthday tomorrow. I blatently lied and told him I was talking to one of my M.S.N friends and asked him some questions about his favourite team. He said he would never go to a hockey game and pay 80$ to see it. Hmmmmm... I am having a hard time wondering what I am putting in a birthday card for him..... especially since there were supposed to be hockey tickets....my luck!
- The boy is pretty much refusing to go to school. He claims his teacher already hates him. He is fowl, fowl, and fowl. His other teacher from last year, yes, the one that hated him from last year will be teaching him again. I met the woman and thought she was pretty pasty faced, and even wrenched a smile when she met me in person. This is going to be a long year... what does a parent do....? I feel like emailing these two people and just saying " Oh for FUCK SAKE... give the boy some guidelines & expectations, and he will abide you; to call on him and belittle him in front of his class will only serve to upset him and continue the behaviour. I don't think I can write that.....at least I don't think I can...
- It's 11:00 PM, the husbandman is busily mudding the drywall and singing along to the tunes on the radio. He is scaring me.
- The girl and I grossed the boy out at dinner tonight by putting spaghetti sauce on our spaghetti. Yes, he was grossed out... he who puts ketchup & parmesan cheese on his.
10 + 2
Yes, 10 + 2.
10 individual bear sightings.
2 double sightings.
It was an incredible night people.
INCREDIBLE.
10 individual bear sightings.
2 double sightings.
It was an incredible night people.
INCREDIBLE.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
The most important day of the year.
It's happened today.
Parents embrace the bell that calls out to all those crazed little summer vacationers and rounds them back into the welcoming arms of school.
Although our little school didn't have welcoming arms, the Principal could barely be heard with his microphone, so who knows what he said. I feel sad for all the new parents that showed up to bring their child to the "new" school, (as their old school was closed down), and they were welcomed into a gym that was crammed with equipment that never got put away, and bleachers that acted as barricades. The year should be interesting. Perhaps I should get involved with our little school once again. NO, bad idea.
Anyways.. moving on....
We went to go and see Hair.spray on Monday. What an excellent movie.. if you like that sort of thing. It warmed the Pip and mines little heart. I don't want the soundtrack... even thought the music was very good... it just went on and on and on....
I got my new dryer yesterday... off I went with my Mazda 5 and picked it up. The friends and neighbours were skeptical. I peeshawed their crazy thoughts. Now I only wished that my new dryer worked. It doesn't. I might as well have my old dryer still in the beautiful and lovely laundry room, as it does the same thing... the drum turns, but does not generate heat. Now how psychotic do my readers think I am at this point? I have many miles of laundry to dry, and no dryer to do it.
Well... must depart.. the very huggable and tallish (as he told me this yesterday upon his return to school) Hamsterson needs a lunch for his first day of Grade 7. I asked him who was doing all the hugging... he claimed it was all girls, all the time. Say no more...
Parents embrace the bell that calls out to all those crazed little summer vacationers and rounds them back into the welcoming arms of school.
Although our little school didn't have welcoming arms, the Principal could barely be heard with his microphone, so who knows what he said. I feel sad for all the new parents that showed up to bring their child to the "new" school, (as their old school was closed down), and they were welcomed into a gym that was crammed with equipment that never got put away, and bleachers that acted as barricades. The year should be interesting. Perhaps I should get involved with our little school once again. NO, bad idea.
Anyways.. moving on....
We went to go and see Hair.spray on Monday. What an excellent movie.. if you like that sort of thing. It warmed the Pip and mines little heart. I don't want the soundtrack... even thought the music was very good... it just went on and on and on....
I got my new dryer yesterday... off I went with my Mazda 5 and picked it up. The friends and neighbours were skeptical. I peeshawed their crazy thoughts. Now I only wished that my new dryer worked. It doesn't. I might as well have my old dryer still in the beautiful and lovely laundry room, as it does the same thing... the drum turns, but does not generate heat. Now how psychotic do my readers think I am at this point? I have many miles of laundry to dry, and no dryer to do it.
Well... must depart.. the very huggable and tallish (as he told me this yesterday upon his return to school) Hamsterson needs a lunch for his first day of Grade 7. I asked him who was doing all the hugging... he claimed it was all girls, all the time. Say no more...
Monday, September 03, 2007
Last week...
Here we are at Labour Day, the last day of summer (as the children in Canada know it!), and I am left wondering where exactly did the summer go?
I know last week flew by:
- Monday... dryer shopping, and something else that I can not remember, because I can not remember. I do know that the husbandman took the night off because I actually had a friend come over. I commented on his lazy sloth-like-self, and hoped this kind of behaviour would not continue. I had to clean and dust prior to the friends arrival, as the home is full of dust, more dust than one would like to witness. I wrote a long email to the Conservation Service about the blown away bear. Also.. what goes with a full day of dryer shopping, but lost of laundry out on the line.
- We made it to the PNE, now that was a good day! I even did the walking group before going. (We are are up to three people now in the group... things are progressing). The children and I didn't make it home until 11:30 that night. Prior to any of this I felt obligated to doing something with wet laundry again.
- What's a perfect day made of if you don't have to visit the dentist first? First that, then off with the sister, myself and the four spawn to Boundary Bay for the day. This is Vancouvers best kept secret... a semi-nice beach.. and NOT CROWDED. We returned home at a nice and early 8:15. Oh, and of course more laundry line procedures.
- Walking group day... and the number has progressed to four people. Incredible I say.. absolutely incredible. I can't wait until I need two hands to count the number of people that are going to spilling into streets walking with us! After we were finished with walking I quickly made it home and unpacked the soft cooler, and repacked the cooler with more food. We drove up to Whistler for the day. Not that we were going to do anything up there.. we just wanted to see the progress for the 20.10 Olympics. Good luck people.. that's all I say. I will add that secret "laundry" word again.
- Friday was a low key day.. at least it started low key. I had to go buy light fixtures. then somehow I met up with my mom, and we did mother and daugther things. Soon my cell phone was ringing and I was flying around collecting one girl and taking her to the pool in the lovely and warm pouring rain. (There is nothing sweeter than swimming in the pouring rain in the summer... a most delectable memory of mine!). I had to rush off and buy a bath mat.. since ours kind of disintigrated, and a shower liner that has snapped somehow. Then collected the girl took her to Cost.co and Home.Depot to collect more household renoing things. Once I was home I began cutting the lawn, and fixing all the grass that I had killed.. but it was only by accident, and it was only grass... it's not like it was a black bear or anything... and then I fixed my wysteria bush that had died this spring.. (once again, I didn't kill it, and lucky for me it sprang back to life!). By this point the underwire in my bra was poking me in the armpit.. I just kept trying to reposition it. As luck would have it.. the other underwire snapped and was poking me in all locations on the right side. I just wanted to get things done, so I didn't stop working. OMG did it hurt... but when you are a woman on a mission, you just can't let underwires stop you! Since the weather man promised rain I wanted to add more grass seed to my front lawn seeding project, but first I had to pick rocks, and pull a huge weed that had infiltrated my grass growing expedition. I watered things stat, and then it was off to see the bears. Well, with the except that now my room was filled with a hugely full basket of laundry... all folded and I guess more or less dry... and I was left wondering.. did I actually do this all week?
- Saturday was filled with worky things. This adds to paying for the kitchen.
- Sunday was filled with worky things. This also adds to paying for the kitchen.
- Which brings us back to Monday.. and today of days I did not find myself opening my eyelids until 0900. I lie actually.. because they were open I just pretended they weren't.. I just didn't get up until 0900. Today is the last day that I will be able to have a little sleep in until the chicklets next Pro-D day... as now I am the seven day a week up early all the time kind of lady from now until next June. (with the exception of the sheduled holidays!). This will all change if I find myself a newish kind of job, but I am not in great belief that this is actually going to happen.
Must go.. more Mondayish Labourday last minute things to run off and do.... the chikclets are waiting in all their cuteness!!
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.
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