an experiment with sunlight

I wonder why they haven't answered?

I emailed a couple of my friends about my latest and greatest walking adventures. I should have promised them random prizes and coffee cards... here's why:

.....

Just recently... I have taken to parking outside of my sisters house (in true stalker-like fashion), and have began walking a lovely uphill/downhill course of ass kicking pleasure!
Well, it isn't really... but I wanted to BUMP it up a notch from just "flat lander walking"... and incorporate some hills....

YOU CAN JOIN ME IF YOU LIKE!!!!!

This is the course (just in case you do not wish to be traumatized on arrival!):

Up the TOP part of Wellington, (heart gets pumping) turn left on MASON which is a nice smooth gentle flowing hill, (heart is recuperating from sudden impact) then turn right on Oxford ( OMG... again with the heart pumping action), then turn LEFT on DAVID, and down the hill we go for a long long long long time, (heart is happy with a nice good pumping action, no stress, can breathe nicely.. and can even have a conversation..., we can wave at random people who honk, and chat, and probably finish up a last sip of water or two, or talk about our nails, or our bad hair colouring events, and how much work we have at home waiting for us... you know good down hill chit chat) and then a straight away until PIPELINE... (heart is your friend again). And then... at PIPELINE... we loop around the pole and do everything in reverse... a long long straight away.. (the long long straightaway has just turned into a long long long hill... don't look at it.. for freak sake DO NOT LOOK AT IT....JUST KEEP GOING...and then what was a wonderful challenging, breath taking experience now turns into an actual breathe taking (in the literal sense) heart crushing experience of trekking to the top of DAVID hill, and just when you think you have arrived at the top of the hill, that isn't quite the case... there is just a bit more to go.. before you reach the very top.. just to be met with a lousy bench that you can not lie on as if it is your death bed because it has the dividers in it so you can't lay down.. even though you would like to fall to the ground anyways. At this point there is usually a siren going past with some poor flailing fool... but alas, because you are too weak to wave your hand, you must sit there, until you heart has recouped enough oxygen down to your limbs so that you can get up and move again.. but this time when you move, it is exciting.. as we head back DOWN Oxford, feeling a little rubbery, and full of exhileration, that you actually are alive to talk about the DAVID hill, you have a new sense of worth and committment to return to this endeavour (although the comitment date is left rather obscure....) you turn LEFT onto Mason, which now is only a slight incline, (and your heart is just not going to start pumping again this time, so you really have to suck it up baby, along with your calves which I neglected to tell you about from the DAVID portion of the hill) but from the assault that you have just tackled this is just a sliver of the pain and torture that you have just endured.. the final descent is the short walk back down Wellington, where hopefully your vehicle is still intact & waiting for you... and then you quickly drive away... an oddly enough my name can be heard echoing through the forests as you make your way back down Wellington and onto the rest of your day... if you can.

And that is it.. doesn't that sound like fun... wouldn't you like to join me.. ??


I really think you would... really. really really really really.

funniest christmas moment...

 

At the ice rink..

 

 

 

Sunday night supper club 2

 

 

 

memory card wiped clean

TKD

All I can say it thank goodness for digital... us techno junkies has it waaaayyyy too easy.

Spring is far away...

But I can see buds on the cherry tree. Buds as in little extensions from the branches, not buds as in tiny blooms ready to go.. we are not quite there yet.

I loved the weather forecast for this morning, for the next coming days. It might be wet or white, one of the two. That made me laugh. Of course it doesn't take much to make me laugh, and somedays even less than that. Although having a slightly twisted bizarro state of mind half the time doesn't help either.

I went on my crazy walk yesterday... all by myself. I had lots of time to think about things... as I was all by myself. OK, this is not a safety feature people. Lots of steps equal lots of breathes which equals lots of blood swirling about very quickly, giving me lots of crazy thoughts. I decided that criminals do not like exercise, (as the big steep hill did not have any tagging on the side of the brick wall... oddly enough), Lujza's horn is certainly loud enough for her beast.. as I heard that loud and clear...(Hi lujza!)... and then of course I thought about her christmas card which is still rolling around in my car.. or actually it is neatly stacked with the other remaining christmas cards, I am still wondering what I am going to do with them. Then i was thinking about how pretty my sparkly blue gloves were with the white fru-fru faux fur around the edges were. Quite nice... especially with my decidedly ancient polar fleece. Among other things I was wondering if there would come a day that I would start "running" up this hill, as the sisters friend told me the other day. OK.. holy freaking cows people... I don't care what you do, as long as you do something... and if moving my body in any way, shape or form, it is still beneficial. Then I wondered to myself if cows really freak, is that a possibility even? I contemplated if the ski poles would help... but then I wondered if I would rely on them heavily to crank me up the hill, besides I don't have any poles anyways.. I would probably resort to lugging along two umbrellas. I think it was slightly easier going it alone as it helped me to concentrate on walking, rather than talking... so I was able to breathe better. I was happy that this time when I walked the hill that I didn't have this minute little lady walker creep up from behind, and was up and over the hill, had a shower and was drinking a cup of tea before I even made it to the top. Yes, she was there last week, and the sis and I lost sight of her as we crested the top of the hill. Whew for me.

I am cold now... I have returned from my Thursday walk, and have eaten rice and little pork chop for breakfast. I am a classy woman out here people.

I must go to costco now and return a pair of TOTALLY cute pink pants for the PIP, as they are far too low wasted for her. Not only does she have super long legs, but a super long waste. Tragic really... blond hair and long legs... what a genepool disaster...

thinkspring thinkspring thinkspring thinkspring

Moving on...

I keep pressing the enter button, which keeps publishing my blog. I wish for that not to happen.. as it is irritating.. and time consuming.

Other things that are time consuming are putting the girl to bed... over and over and over again... as she tells me great details of her days adventures... I don't mind hearing them... as she is perfectly sweet about it all... but you know.. when you are warm from a glass of wine...how many girl tales can you possibly listen to?

She is up again.. doing things... probalby putting her stuffed dog to bed for the 16th time...which I do not mind.. except for the fact that the stuff dog talks.. and expects an answer.

Do you really think it is a good thing for a parent to thank a child ( the PIP ) for coming to a birthday party.. and entertaining them (they were supposed to be bowling). I am scared....

hair cuts and other random items.

So I am talking to my friend LUJZA on MSN and she ditches me... mid conversation.

How's that .... now the world knows!

ha haah ahahah aha ahahahhah aha hah a

So...

On the scale of whats really important, and what isn't, this is important to me for the moment...... that boy of mind is dealing with a very sore hand....after kicking and punching three boards to finally get his black belt.

I am very happy for him... it has been a long time coming for a boy that really doesn't like Tae Kwon Do at all... even the smallest of ways.

Pictures next week... after I download and pick through some.. by then he should actuallyhave his black belt.

It's real, even though the Tae Kwon Do might be fake.

S-t-r-e-t-c-h!!!!

The amazon girl that is busily growing somedays behind my back continues to make me laugh.

Last week....

My friend calls and invites the girl to go to a movie, and the brother... which sounds very easy. Here. Take money. Go to movie.

I had two movie passes for the chicklets that I promptly seemed to lose.. and now this week I have found BTW Mrs. Pickaspat....

Anyways... I say to the girl.. "you are going nowhere until you have had a shower, and washed the blondish brown locks of yours". Interestingly she obeyed immediately.

She went to put on her new purple skort with the matching purple sweater, which went along fine... until I asked where her tights were... she didn't seem to know.. so we hunted, and hunted.. but they never turned up. I told her to just put on a pair of socks, and throw her black shoes on. She refused the socks... and tried tucking her feet into her now too small shoes. "When did that happen...?" I asked her.

So it was with my shock and horror that she tip toed down the street in her too small shoes and the no tights situation. Actually it was comical... seeing this perfectly primped girl from the skort up.. and then no nylons and shoes that didn't fit.. of course watching her walk down to her friends house was the added dose of comedy. We could have nixed the whole outfit.. but that just wasn't going to be the case... only because we did her hairdo to match the outfit.

So now today...

It's working day for the Pip... as she has to help out with her credit union that she is involved with. WE have had better luck today... proper working attire.. (the purple outfit again...) and black shoes that now fit, and incredibly... a pair of tights that were practically too tight, but we managed to hike them enough so that they fitted along her long legs. The last of the issues was the skort and the zipper... it's a good thing that cord stretches... she was a little purple bombshell today!

I like this new speed...

The other day the internet world shut down on me again. I was most unhappy with my predicament, as it cuts me off on all the bits and pieces of reading that I like to do. (check out Charlie Russell... and what he does...)

The issue was this.... I could see that my connection was perfectly happy... I was completely connected to the big world out there... the problem was telus had me connected to someone elses port, which kept me from getting me to the big big world.

It only took 5 phone calls and about 4 hours of sitting on hold, and talking to people to get the whole thing sorted out. Not bad in the scale of an average lifetime... (since that is what I had to scale it to.. because of the COMPLETE waste of time it took for me to continue to call them back).

I thought my non-working internet might of had something to do with the off-beaten-track letter that I wrote in regards to where exactly my telephone/internet bill was..... because after all they are a telecommunications company. I quizzed them whether or not they knew my new email address yet... (since it was registered with them...)

And just when...

I thought it was busy enough committing to the two day a week walking group... (which somedays it's just me and the stalker sister...)...we have bumped it up to three days a week. The additional third day is a good one.... it's up a hill, down a hill, flat stretch, and then up a hill, then down a hill. A fairly efficient use of the resources around us... and... we did it just after the snow ended, and the rain started.

What a bunch of lucky asses!

Itsa

Scary sit-U-A-SHON when the girl wishes to go to bed at 7:05, and then speaks of herself as feeling all "jumbly".

Interestingly enough I did not give her a cookie that she asked for, and further to that... I refused to give her a piece of the icecream cake that is left over from the "teenagers" birthday.

I wonder how princess jumbly will be this morning....

Sweet child of mine.

The teenaged rock son is now playing that very song... I wasn't really referring to him, although for the moment he is just that.

Just as any good parent should provide... we gave him money for his birthday.. although he isn't quite in possession of the funds.. I just told him that that is what I was doing.

The good and lovely sister gave him a calendar and a guitar stand... because she just loves him so much. (Pictures later....)

Kettle issues.

Our kettle does not shine any longer.

It is a nice stainless steel one, and we have had it for YEARS! Since it does not shine it gets packed away into the pots and pans drawer. Let us guess who packs it away since it is not worthy of a good spot within the kitchen.

One day he will just have to shine it up, so it can have a permanent resting place on top of the stove.

It must be hard to be that wierd.... I wouldn't know anything about it.

Happy Monday

I like January.

It's a good month.

It starts getting lighter out.

I like that.

I can take more pictures that way.

Not that I can not take pictures during most of the daylight hours.

But you know.. I just like the light.

It sings to me.

the comittment

A calendar is a committment.

A three hundred and sixty five day committment. What happens if you decide that you are not up to the committment... how do you back out of a calendar? I like everything that I own to be on one calendar; there can be no comminication tranference, NOTHING!

I have had to settle for a larger than usual yearly calendar... I hope I haven't bought the wrong one... and will feel the wrath of it for the next year. I had to buy something different... out of my comfort zone... something that would work for me on all levels... as you know.. there are new rules to the calendar committment that came along with a new year.

I have no walls to hang a calendar on... yet. They are far to new to begin marking up. I do not have counter space where I wish for a calendar to sit, as I do not want my new counter tops taken up with "crap & all it's collectibles", I have a spot in mind... but I have not secured the location as yet, and I am not certain that I really would like my committment to remain in this iffy location. SO... for the next year I have taken on the utmost of challenges... to HAUL around a slightly larger version of an organzier. It is scary people... very scary. I must remember that this is my bible, and it must be with me at all times. Hopefully.

Timing is everything.

I should probably go and fetch the chicklets for the daily adventures. It is all work today. People will not be happy, I will have complaints.... but I am thinking if I throw food into the mix...there should be smiles on peoples faces eventually.

psycho man...

I no sooner than type in the words "I need a heating pad"... and the ghostly dish man walks to the fridge and fills a glass with ice and water.... and begins drinking. HOly freaking fridge magnets people... this does not make sense.

Is he not aware to the cold ghosts that haunt our home? My home isn't half as cold as the now living very far away from here lady mailman scrapbooker Debbie... now she had a cold house... except it was lovely in the summertime in the deep heat.... she had a lovely cool basement...

psycho man is now shining up his rocks..... he likes to shine his rocks, and then settle for the night. I think it brings him peace.

the girl would like me to watch some "show" with her... I am refusing. It has something to do with screaming children and nannies. Now that is a waste of time. I wish she wouldn't watch it. There's nothing like showing the world that you are a complete idiot as a parent.

BUT... I did spend some time watching man vs wild a bit earlier while I folded clothes... now there is something of substance... I will surely know what to do if I ever get trapped in the everglades. Baking turtles, eating ant larvae, building huts & a fire in the marshland, and swimming underneath the river as stealthly and quickly as possible to decrease teh encounter of bumping into an alligator. It's a good thing I got my passpost today... because now I can make all of this a reality!

I will find my book now... the book club is creeping up next week...

the ghosts among us

for a 1365 square foot rancher... this house sure has it's fill of being cold.

It is cold right now!

I probably could turn he heat up... but then again.. I could also add a layer of sweater to me as well.

I have many ghosts haunting me at the moment.

The ghost of last year... reminding me of all the things that I should be acomplishing this week. And this week is already turning into Thursday.. and I am quickly running out of time.

I am glad the dish ghost is in the kitchen right now rattling plates and glasses. HE isa very good dish ghost.

I have the late night ghost that comes to me at 2:10 in the morning and asks me why the rain is slanting sideways onto the houses windows. That would be the boy.. the boy that never sleeps at night. I told him Iam taking away all of his electronics, and turning off the breakder to his room, and adding a lock.. just to keep him in bed, in the dark.... and hopefully sleeping. I will have to remember to take away his rechargeable flashlight as well.

There is also the stuffed ghost... stuffed ghosts everywhere... just filtering about the home randomly... on occasion they even follow the PIP around, and even better straight into her room.

The laundry room ghost only cast shadows across the space when I enter the room. That is all.

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I know... I am going to find the heating pad and crank it up..... that should make me warm... if only a little!

Freedom...

We now have our tickets to travel. Yae for us!

I just wish we had someplace to travel to..... what I do have in my possession now are our passports! WHICH... in my mind is a ticket to travel somewhere... where that destination is.. is still unknown.

Much the same as these guys: we can soar through the skies... except that we do not like to dine on rotting fish, rabbits and mice for dinner...

photodate 2008

The girl and I were out spying... and this is what we found.

Many shiny moments..

to you.. and you... and to you... and to you hiding in the corner....!

To all of you faithfuls!

Thanks for visiting me this past year.... I have appreciated you stopping by for a visit! Health & happiness to everyone.

A picture a day program

Stepping it up...

The sister and I were doing some talking. We do that occasionally.... just a bit. We have decided that we need an extra of walking in the week some where... it's going to be tricky trying to squeeze in another day... but we are planning on going for it. I think it might just be the big hill next to her house... or the even larger hill... the David Pathan connector... I think that is the ticket to some good heart pounding success.

After the almond roca festival that I have had participated in... I am going to need a seven day a week David Pathan connector exercise program to embark upon.

I am so excited!

frolic & festivity!

It's over... because it is... damn it.

You know it's time to take the tree down when it just starts looking trashy. The christmas decorations are no longer perched upon the tree, but are merely hanging on for dear life. In fact.. some have fallen onto other branches.. and there seems to be a large hole in the center of the tree for some reason.

The dog still likes to lie under it... so that is good.

I still have unmailed christmas cards in my vehicle... and Lujza... yours is one of them just randomly floating about next to the front seat. I probably should have remembered to give it to you a week and a half ago when we met at Starbucks.... Oh.. and then there was my little planned Merry Christmas event with your christmas card... but when I lost out on the internet... I couldn't follow through on that either. So baby.... it's all over!

Other than that... I am dulled out.

I spent a boring day at work, doing boring things, and completing boring tasks. I will be repeating the whole event again tomorrow.

The girl moped about until I went to watch a show with her... and then she found one of her HIDEOUS girl shows that she liked.. and then her world was all good again... and mine continued to be boring. I wasn't going to watch her crap... I like it when we agree on a crappy show together....

I went to read a B.C. magazine and it was one that we already had. My new book from the sister has only called to me for one chapter so far... I very much wish to read it... eventually... just not today.

Life on an angle... just by chance!

A white christmas!

An absolute spectacle... snow on christmas... it was very exciting... and my one antlered reindeer was most happy out amongst it all. Sorry Deb... not sure where the other antler went....

I'm back baby!

I was ever so lucky to get a couple of pics posted before the internet world shut down on me. Yes people, completely broken.... and it wasn't because I wasn't short on words... I was short on a connection. The world became very small again for a short period of time... what a weird feeling that was!

Chas... photo's have always been from a Nikon Coolpix E5600 5.1 megapixel.... well...... that was until December 25th... and then along came a newer version... (to my happiest of surprises... a Nikon D40 X!). It's not exactly a pocket camera any longer.... but I can attach a lense that will be able to photograph the best bear pictures in the world......!

Merry Christmas sights!

The King and his Candycane creations

Me... just fiddling with the lighting on my camera

Oh.. and "jen jen" sitting in the christmas tree

Newmantle

I need to do a little sewing..

It's nagging problem actually.

I do not feel the importance to do this sewing until I swing my arms and feel the underwires shoot up into the armpit. I am a fool, a good one... I have to say that.

It's pretty grey out there... but you know.. now that the shortest day has come and gone... it will start getting lighter now.. Yae for the light.

I bought a turkey.

Yae me... me... the turkey buying queen.

I should stop writing now.. and have my servents scribe something for me...

I will go find them now..

ding.

ding ding ding....

dinging dinging dinging dinging.

Apparently I am not the only woman that remembered to buy a turkey today... damn it.... the servents walked out...

And the pink begins...

The boy is busy building a "pink abode" for the girly girl sister. He didn't make a fuss, je just started building... it didn't really faze him that he didn't have coloured ju jubes, or foiled thingies... it's just pure pink, pink and more pink. Of course there is the technically challenging pretzel fence that he must put together as well. This should be so exciting!

There could be some trouble:

The boy went to school today rather quickly... like in 13 minutes.... barelyenough time to complain that he did not have the equipment to make a gingerbread house... lucky for him I did not forget.... although he may have wanted me to forget....

The girl's teacher is not quite as festive....(Lisa what is up with Mrs K in that department...?, if the grade sevens are still doing it... surely the little fives should still have a chance....!)... anyways...so I went to the grocery store and bought about $7.00 worth of PINK M &M's for the boy to build a gingerbread house with..., and along with the supplies that he just told me about last night at 10:00, I left him a really long note (well, I used the back of grocery receipt actually) and told him all about the girls plight of not being able to make a gingerbread house in her scroogeville classroom (the janitor put of the little string of lights for them... yes boo hoo... but hey I am setting the scene here people)... and surely with his great talents he could create a masterpiece with pink m&m's and pretzels... SURELY HE WAS THE MAN FOR THE JOB. Of course at the bottom of the note I did manage to state all the "things" that I do for him on a regular basis... so hopefully he takes the HINT to heart and sets to the task with all do care and attention... or he may just bring the bag of candy home and hand it to his sister... who would more than likely be he happy recipient of a bag of pink m&m's, rather than pick them off a graham wafered overly white icinged paper plate... on second thought.....

I can'twait to see his reaction when he gets home... it could be vile, as that is the way he left this morning... or he could just take it in stride that his mother is crazy, and go with it. If anyone had seen me at the grocery store.. they would have thought I was truly crazy as I stood in front of the M&M's... and SNICKARED away...shoudl I, shoun't I, should I, shouldn't I.... well you know the answer to that....

But we do not know the result...

Good smells

I was cruising through the mall quickly with my Mrs. Debbie friend... and we parted ways.... I left her to buy her jewelry, and I thought it was best that I went home and surveyed the christmas factory that I have hidden deep in my little abode.

I was surprised when I came upon a sale... it was a mens cologne sale. The husbandman is getting himself the big bottle of hugo.boss for christmas.... and can smell good for another year. it even came with a gift... and I don't even know what the gift is... I just grabbed it and ran.

Done... for a Monday!

I have come to the conclusion that perhaps I am just not someone that is supposed to work. I will tell the good and kind workaholic husband that little tidbit later, he might not believe me.

So the job down at the center where I actually work was busy interviewing people today for a job that isn't actually at this center, but for a job that is exactly what I do, for dementia people instead of stroke people. I wasn't one of them. This is troubling, and yet painful.

I will certainly not ask the lady "who I kind of work for but not really" for a reference... EVER! If I could walk away from this center, I would, but that would mean leaving my group, and I wouldn't want that... whatever.

I did it!

I am a changed woman.

This very morning.. I did as I said...

Now I have two blogs to upkeep...

It's very exciting owning two blogs now.

Not that I am sure why that is..?

Life is mysterious you know.

it's Thursday.

It's Thursday people.

I have a couple of presents to buy.... and some cards to sign.. and some cards to BUILD. I have more.... but it's the boring details of life.

Anybody know some good reading out there?

I went to the book club last night.... and we are reading something from 1963. OK... yae... before I was born... but certainly there has to be something that is worthy of reading after the 60's.

That boy of mine found a hill of books to read... again. Not as big as the last stack... it should keep him for about a week or two.

The girly girl even found some things to read. This little chickster doesn't really like to read.. she just likes looking at the pretty pictures in books, and wishing that it was her in these stories. Even Harold her monkey reads.... (pictures later).

Tonight is the last Thursday of Survivor... then Sunday is finale. I like it. People save your comments.. I don't care about them. I like Survivor, as I like many other things in life as well... just as you do.

I am starting a new blog. I just decided that.

Double L!

Today is the first daythat I have done any baking in this kitchen of MINE!

I had some bananas busily disintegrating in their bowl so I decided that it was time to do something with them....

I made one loaf, and then made another loaf. You know.. I just don't like combining ingredients to double the recipe... I like doing it twice...so I pop the TWO loaves in the oven... and one just doesn't look right.. I can't figure out what it is... I double check the ingredients... and everything since right...

Twenty minutes into the baking of the BANANA loaves.. I spot two bananas... just waiting for some action...

I am a banana loaf loser maker.

Now I am just hoping that they are not raw in the middle... now that would be a completely loserish thing to happen.....

HE heeh eh eh eh he he he

M

For MOVING on....

In the alphabet that is....

OK... and now to real life....

I will have to number the thoughts, as they are big and random... (this is for YOU Chas!)

1. finally.. I am having a glass of wine. Sorry Lujza.. I just don't get enough drinking time. I am not sure why this is, and I apologize for my time management problem, which I think this ultimately could be... so I am having one tonight, it's Tuesday.. and it seems all wrong that I am having one... anyone could feel free to correct me on this sit-U-A-tion. Anybody... knock knock.....
2. So I am busily watching the husbandman CAULK again... I noticed that Lady Lujza caught my little slur on words a couple of weeks back.. thank you for pointing out the obvious... I was just pointing out how much time he spends with his precious man toys.
3. Now I have this beautiful mantle to stare at. It is beautiful, except for the fact that the husbandman says that nothing will be able to to sit upon it, as the paint will be far too fresh for "Christmasy things" to sit making dents in the new paint. OMG.. high maintenance....
4. More wine.....
5. I bought the boy a guitar today. I am not entirely sure why I have....(well, the real reason is that i have no more gadgets that I can get the boy, and I am not purchasing the ultimate in gifts which would be the XBOX .360. but I can not do that.... The very expensive sister was with me... and immediately wanted to go to a "place" where they sell instruments... and myself, being the highly cheapishlike person that I am claimed that the $99.99 dollar deal found at "best buy" with the DVD for learning, a padded case, picks, extra strings and a built in tuner was perfect. It should be... the boy just wishes to play music.. and given that he is busily learning how play music off of YOU.TUBE... I shouldn't have to pay for lessons. It may have been the wisest investment yet.. I am hoping.
6. Also... I am getting my front teeth glued together tomorrow... the crookedness is gone, they are uncrossed... of course I haven't worn my retainer in two days.. day or night...so it should be interesting. Even if Mr. Dentist doesn't decide to glue them together.. I don't care... the front teeth are straight... more so than eight months ago.
7. Mr. Boy is still hard at with the xbox theme... I am not sure if I could follow you.tube lessons, and get that much out of it to play piano music that swiftly.
8. Girly girl missed school yesterday. I guess it was her turn growing this week. She appears fine in all respects, other than being tallish...
9. that boy of mine is supposed to be testing for his blackbelt.. so the grandmaster quirky and odd fellow has now postponed it.. and has made testing not this weekend, but next weekend. I have to say ... that boy of mine is in great love and admiration of his black belt instructors.. and you know.. so am I.. oh, did I say that??? Lujza.. remember Errol....L.O.V.E. Yes, I am a traitor... of the king... even with all his kingly ways....no really I still have great LOVE for the king...but there is a little extra for those TKD boys...not that they know that.
10. Do you think that there is suc a thing as a modern day Liberace, without the voice? Some days I think I have that in my son. He just chased the KING out of the livingroom and into the kitchen in slow motion... (the boy had recorded the music to chariots of fire on the piano...and then walks in slow motion about the house).
11. I missed my little christmas party this evening. I think I wanted to go... but then I didn't. I am not sure how badly I really wanted to got then... the problem being that I could not be in two places at once... I had to wait for the boy to call me from his TKD PRISON, and then retrieve him, and then go out to the party. That just didn't work for me.... or so I didn't make it work, I am not sure.
12. I got out the christmas decorators (as the boy used to call them) today. He is the one in charge of setting up the christmas house, and the princess girl is in charge of setting up all of the "Rudolph" figurines. I love those shows from the 60's... I think that is because I am bordering on ancient.
13. We went walking today... but then our group fell silent, that was due to the ice on the ground, and each of us grabbling to find secure footing along the path... we aborted the mission and were saddened by the fact that it was time to call it quits with the winter weather walking, and take it indoors to the mall... which is where I will find myself Thursday morning. Fortunately enough.. I am sure that I will find myself needing to go there anyways...
14. OH.. and a bonus... I started my christmas cards today.. I am into the D's.. which we seem to know a lot of ....the next big his is the M section.... and from that point the rest of the alphabet is all downhill...
15. How is this for a craft... I asked the stroke group to crunch up paper... white paper... and crunch it up good... and then flatten it all out again... and after we did that... we painted these pieces of paper red and green. That's all I wanted.. red and green painted paper.... but then the group went all independent on me.. and started mixing red and green together... and then started painting green with red dots, and then vise versa... and you know.. the FFFF word came to mind... as I told them that this was going towards a greater amount of work.. and I would really just like to see red and green painted pieces of paper... so now I have to work with smudgy brownish and splotted red and green paper and work with this to make pointsettias cards for everybody.... yes,... you would say FFFF too if you had this same reality.... Yes... and the people from the "community centre" do not want me to run the "slight dementia" group... I am wondering why?????

I must go.

L

That insignia is floating on my forehead.

We have reached double digits into December, and the only thing I have done is bought Christmas cards. I have yet to write in any.

Last night I sat at the TKD place where I was lead to believe that the boy would be leaving at any second.... that never happened. Eventually they paused and actually asked me if I wanted to continue to stay... and I was smiled and said NO!, and then the girl and I drove home.... and then once I got home I washed ONE platter, and started to wash another (it's stoneware)... then the boy called me and asked him to be picked up.

I will start things all over again today.

We haven't even brought in Christmas decorations.... as I haven't had the all clear from the husbandman that he wishes for christmassy things... I think I will go and find the boxes today... because you know.. it is double digits and all into christmas time...

home reno.... NOOOOOOOO!

So the husbandman has been doing some renovating.

Yes, shock of shocks...

Him and a hammer... how not him!

And what is this husbandman up to.....

He has decided that the fireplace needs an overhaul. Now he is building a new mantle thingy that surrounds the newly painted brick on the fireplace.

It should be done in due time, especially since it is an important time of year for the fireplace to be in order....

More photos...

I need to take more pictures.

I saw some good pictures yesterday... as in the eye of the camera holder, but not the camera itself.

I used up all my battery power... and must recharge quickly....

In the meantime... I will give you this:

Yes... it's summer again...! he he

SLAP!

The people at the "center" where I work are currently seeking a 'recreation therapist' type person to work with persons 60+ with mild dementia in a community setting.

I had to spell it out to "these people who are doing the hiring" that this is exactly the something that I have been looking for, for quite some time.......

One of the people that is doing the hiring then told me that she sent the job offer over to the college to attract some people out of the "TR" program to apply.

OK... so ouch... that slap in the face really hurt... but it didn't seem to faze the lady "doing the hiring".

OK... here's that word again.. cover your eyes you tender souls...

FREAKING FUCKING FRIDGMAGNETS. .... how do these people just not get it?

I believe that I will not be the first person that they call on the resume pile.

OH well... I applied for another new job again yesterday.

Man... you would think that with all this resume and job application things that I send around that someone would call.... or NOT!

By the time that I get hired on for more than ONE day a week working with older folks with dementia issues... I will be one myself.... I will wait my turn in line for that one.

Holyschmolykins

The snowwhitish hair thing has gone well. The hair colour is dark-ish. It helps to wear bright lipstick... all the time... I have rosy cheeks on a usual basis... but the rosey disposition...please do not fault me!

So.. onto matters that are only important to a mother:

The boy is coming along nicely with "the great grounding"... (that will certainly teach him for disliking his teacher greatly, and chucking his homework in his desk....)....

The ban from the TV, computer and PLAY.STATION has served him well. Well.. he has been allowed to visit you.tube a whole bunch.. and now he is busily playing a piece from "Chopin".. OK.. truth be told it is ONE of the pieces of music from the game halo.3. It's called raindrop prelude opus 15. It's pretty neat sounding... and I had to break it to him that he was actually playing classical music.... he didn't seem too horrified by it all. I love to watch him play... he's a natural. He has the ability to be a real showman... I can just see him being the "king of loungelizards".... oh yes... I see it coming big time.

OH.. so the boy told me he got an "A" on his socials test. I asked him if he had studied, and he told me "NO!". He claimed he did not need to study for socials... EVER. I tentatively agreed with him that if he brought home A's without studying, then I didn't care.

AND... Ms. Lujza will laugh... the boy is actually going to test for his black belt at his "fake" Tae.kwon.do school. He has served enough time in the joint to get it I think. Although the boy does not want his black belt, as he still claims that he does not know enough to even wear it. I don't know... if the "crazy" grand master guy thinks he can test for it.. then maybe he should... he has been asking for many months for the boy to test. Whatever. Once upon a time I told the boy he could quit after he had his blackbelt. Maybe Saturday could be his last day. Somehow I don't think so.... you know.. for as crazy as the TKD grandmaster guy is..... he raised my boys spirits beyond the clouds the other day... so I had to give it to him for that. As far as the instruction.. well...that's another painful typing session to try and spell out.


And.. the girl report.....

Miss Pips hair is turning very wavy. I tried blowdrying it tonight, and it refused to straighten. Now she has this mass of wavy darkening blond hair. Yes, that miss blondy will not be a blondy forever... I knew this day was coming... alhtough now she is stuck having a blond personality... what is one to do?

Early appt.

So I woke up and remembered I had a very early appointment this morning. I had to be there between 0630 and 0645.

I got up quickly, and went right to the appointment.. I didn't even bother to get dressed. Kind of embarassing really, just to show up somewhere in your PJ's.

That's OK I think, the other person didn't seem to mind, or so she didn't say. She just set to work doing her thing.

This home hair colouring thing... it's a pretty easy schedule to keep.... get up, colour the hair, carry on.... it's the actual "doing" that's the painful part.

I'm coloured once again... an even shade of boring brown. It just sooooo suits me.

Sasamat Lake

Eye to eye.

The boy stayed at home on Monday. I couldn't quite figure out why he needed to stay at home, he claimed he was not feeling well, had a headache, his throat hurt, and a list of other little complaints, he wasn't even sure why he wanted to stay at home.

I let him stay home, and he stayed in bed all day.

When he eventually got up, he looked me in the eye....

And that's when I figured it out...

He wasn't sick... he was just growing! I think he was just plain tuckered out by the growing thing. I know this time last week I wasn't able to look him in the eye....

So that was it... and now we will never see eye to eye again. It may be a sign of things to come... he is 12...but soon to be 13 in exactly one month.

this months book club book

I reallythought something would happen in this book, and it just didn't. but I liked it anyways.

I am just the worst...

christmas shopper ever.

I am the klutz of christmas shopping. The chicklets will end up with "things" randomly found in the stores.. and the rest of the people will just be lucky to get something. I am idealess when it comes to the christmas shopping adventures. Hopefully I will have some smart-attack fairly soon to help me in the idea department.

Although... I did manage to buy a new set of lovely sheets and a mattress cover for our bed. How heavenly.. how exciting.. how extravagant, and luxurious!

I write this as the husbandman cleans his rock in the kitchen. It's his evening ritual. I think he loves to shine up his granite, and set the lights low.... and just stare at stuff. Well, really that is all he has left to do anyways is stare at his work. He is even starting to use the kitchen again.

I am also really bad at colouring my hair... it needs some recolouration process, ... hopefully I can manage to pull off a colouring festival tomorrow... in between loads of laundry, and christmas card writing!

the Village of wet

OK, so today it looks green outside.

Mind you... there are puddles the size of a lake.

There are slushies forming all over the roadways.

Just as long as the sun doesn't shine....

# 3

I have two perfectly good working cameras. One digital, and one an SLR.

So I want to know howcome they both are able to make me swear.

Last night as the girl was making her debut with her other stage members in her one minute dance production, all I tried to do was get a picture. One simple picture.

THAT'S ALL I WANTED... THAT'S ALL I ASKED FOR...

one PICTURE.

The little digital just wasn't up to it's proper working self. It just doesn't like low light, and never has, it just doesn't perform in low light, even with a psychotic crazy woman manning the controls. These little cameras are just so smart that theyshould be able to read your mind.... "take a decent picture" was one thought I was having. Funny enough.. do you think it would perform.....?

Hell no.

I have six extra grey hairs today mind you, and I can write on my "psychotic event calendar" that I was stricken again with yet another episode to write about. Damn. Some people just get chocolatey calendars for December....

ANDDDD... December has arrived.

We have just cleared our home of boxes and clutter and left over pieces of stuff from the renovation village that we have lived amongst. It will happen all over again in the coming weeks as we transform our little home into christmasland. We have a lot of christmas stuff... too much christmas stuff really... but I like it. Its one month a year that the little homestead gets transformed into fun and frolic. Interesting... coming from a workaholic kind of husband who doesn't even get what the words fun and frolic mean.

do i , don't i do i , don't i, do i, don't i

That is the question... I wish someone could give me an answer.

Well, I gave myself the answer... it's:

I DO!

There is one HUGE problem when you coordinate a program set for seniors.. a program set for seniors that have suffered from a stroke... do you call it a day when the weather does not cooperate with you... and it's snowy and slushy and impossble to walk through... just to go a group that is supposed to work to support you, when quite invariably you could end up breaking a hip by falling through the slush......

I just didn't know what to do... as our little city has been lambasted with a dose of snow... but to make matters even more interesting... it might just continue to snow, but then again... it might just pour with rain whre the weather people are warning you about the amount of rain that is going to fall...so the amount of water on the roadways has increased tenfold with the amount of snow that has already fallen.....

SEEEEEEEEE..... SEEEEEEEEEEE... how do I make decisions about this sort of stuff?

I went with safety first, that's my motto, and I am sticking to it. I am never overly impressed with the way the city cleans up the front of the building that people enter through... so I justdecided that I wasn't going to risk it... I just couldn't do it... and even more so.. I disliked the fact that I didn't know what was the right or wrong answer......

So tomorrow it will be all lush and green outside, maybe the sun will even pop out... depsite what the weather forecast tells me.... oh who knows. god.

Easily forgotten....

Running with Scissors by Augusten Burroughs. A freakishly sad and almost unbelievable account of one's childhood. The book club people picked it.