I've scene something today.

 

K-Mart Art lives in the wild.

 

I found some things this morning.

 

A date is a date

My friend and I had a date to get together tonight. Yahoo!

It was most interesting.

Before I even left..
I cut my hair, had a shower, changed my clothes twice, brushed the teeth, reapplied lipstick, and didn't bother with dinner. I am the queen of organization!

I arrived at the friends house and couldn't remember her house number, and then couldn't remember when her birthday was... not that it was important to remember her birthday, it's just that it happens in January... I just felt I should remember... because I remembered last year. Maybe I was temporarily confused by the piercing music coming from the new speakers in the Indigo Blue Mazda 5. I should have these speakers burnt out by next month, I am sure of it.
Anyways... off we went...

The table was too wobbly.
An art teacher from GULP many years ago recognized me.
We switched tables.
The people in the corner were obnoxious & loud. But then, that's what you get for a pub.
Texas Holdem was located in another section. YAE.
The waitress was overly perky.
Overly helpful.
Overly annoying.
Really.
I had to order something to munch on.
I never order zucchini sticks, but I did.
I live a life of great adventure.
A lone workman looking guy sat down at the table behind the friend.
It was only him and his cell phone for quite a while.
Even the perky waitress sat with him for a bit.
Then his cell phone connections started to work, and the connections found their way to his table, behind us. Now they were stupidly loud.
I switched from Apple to Pear Cider.
The friend had a complaint about my facial expression upon my first sip.
I enjoyed the Pear. I don't have a complaint about the Pear. It would have been a good pear, had I been able to eat it from the pear tree, so I would happilytake it in a glass too.
I didn't do a Pear explanation with the friend.
I even kinda forgot that I was now drinking her Pear Cider.
I laughed.
I laughed a lot.
I think my face hurts now.
All of a sudden we looked at the time.
My friend had to go, so I drove her back home.
I think she may have been frightened.
I wasn't, ... except when I got home, and realized how short my fresh cut bangs were!!

Anyways.. I am back at home now... listening to more Neil Diamond music.
It's exciting times here....

I think I see

I believe I see a clear sky sitting in the great outdoors. Mind you, it's still dark out at the moment.. but I believe it is clear.

CLEAR~~~!!

The sky is clear. That means people walk, and get fresh air, and just enjoy being.

I am going to take my camera with me, and capture some fresh moments. It is all quite exciting to be in the great outdoors!


In other things exciting...

When I was the younger version than what I am now, and living in a home that had two of what the husbandman and I are now, I used to wake up to the sound of CKNW. All news, all the time. Back then the radio station sometimes put music on, probably to save some of the younger listeners from going nuts. So now, instead of wasting my time with news that will only make me sad, or disgusted, or shaking my head... I have skipped the news, and gone right to the music portion of my childhood memories. Included in that is the music from the list provided below. So now.. both those chicklets of mine are busy trying to sleep....and are being woken up to the same music that I used to wait for... in between news segments on the radio station.

What a kind mother am I!!

Cracklin Rosie

Holly Holy.
I Am I Said.
The Story of My Life.


Of course you know what I am talking about, the first one is the give away!

Chronically EVIL

That I am.

I came up with a new threat for that boy of mine this morning. ( My day just isn't complete if I can't be totally Lady CRUELLA, at least once a day). I said to him if he didn't get up, and get himself ready by 08:00 then he would just have to walk himself to school in the pouring rain. I decided on the oclock hour, knowing that FIVE minutes would be OK. The issue is that at 08:13 the street becomes a parking lot line up of vehicles. It then makes what would be a five minute drive a twenty minute drive. Bizarre but true. For this, that makes me evil.

Categories of stupidness:

I did not manage to let the Hamstersons dental appointment slip by without me making it into the school. At least this time I made a hallway appearance, rather than a classroom one. The hissing was heard all the way to the boy's locker, where he casually looked up and wondered why I was visiting him in the school. One of the teachers looked scared, and stepped into his classroom and hid. I think next time I may threaten the Hamsterson with an overhead announcement......"Grammy, your mommy is here to pick you up...." Yes, that will be my next threat.

I was driving the other night and got some apple bit stuck to my hand. I casually opened the drivers window and flicked my hand to remove to the bit. The third time I flicked I luckily remembered how the wedding ring flings off just by looking at it. I was thanking my lucky stars at that moment.. in the dark, and the rain.

I worked with a woman today who very much scares me. I had to shake my head with her words that were stuck deep inside my head. I believe her words of stupidity were blazened on my brain. Ouch, that hurts.

I turned off my alarm this morning, without being fully awake. Luckily I remembered before it was too late.

I am drinking coffee at the present time. I am hoping I make it to bed within the next four hours.

I have to remember that my mother has a cellar full of red wine, and I don't. Which she doesn't drink, and we do.

That's enough stupidity for one day.

BIGNEWSBIGNEWS

Coloured the hair.

Turned out amazingly boring and brown.

I like it. A lot.

No Snow White Effect to live through.

Boring and brown can just be so special sometimes.

scary fingertips

I wrote a note to the Hamstersons teacher.

I probably shouldn't do things like that. Although we have been in email contact, that isn't the issue. The issue is the random thoughts that I command from the fingertips.

Todays email went like this:

The Gramster has an orthodontic appt today at 2:15.

I did request that he please be prepared and ready to go today at 2:00, this might be a rather large request, although I asked him twenty times before he left my sight this morning. I am hoping the reminder was enough.

I will attempt to try something different today: I hold this grand vision as someone who is a rather normal parent that sits outside the school and waits to pick a child at the specified time. I may be asking too much, so if you see a crazy woman standing at your door this afternoon throwing temporary unloving darts from her eyes at a certain someone, and seems to be hissing, you may want to tell the class to duck... all of course except GRAMSTER.

I do not believe this will happen... I could not possibly be three times lucky! ****

OH.. and in other news worthy news...

I asked the boy if he liked his PE class... like DANCE. He told me he loves it. Maybe give him a 16th chance. He has always wanted to learn hip hop/ dance. For sanity reasons I never pursued a dance class for him. This is his first one. He may just be OVER the TOP EXCITED and yet annoyingly ENTHUSIASTIC about his new found footwork.

He proudly showed me his moves.. they were pretty slick.


*** I have had two occasions fetch him from his classroom, plus other times, but not for ortho appts ***

Oh ya...

I am waiting for it to rain. OH yes I am. The snow is now ickly and slushy and crumpely and icy and grey-ee and unplayable. Yes, it's all those things and more. It needs to go, and come back next year.

Now I like snow, I like to watch it fall, but I also like it to disappear.

The snow has ruined all kinds of bushes out front, and out back. I was not disciplined enough this time to go and remove all the excess snow from the branches, and now a number of bushes have settled a large amount of inches.

It's a shame I didn't go and chop down the flowering Japanese plum tree out front. It has what I would call "chincey blooms". I do not care for that tree, and it would have been nice had it fallen over, or more secretly... someone knocked it off. But that didn't happen.... at least not today! I would like a tree that blooms unforgetable blooms, and screams to the people outdoors...'IT'S SPRINGTIME YOU IDIOTS... WAKE UP!!!". Yes, something like that.

In the meantime.. I am just waiting for the snow to melt. Then I am moving forward with my spring lawn maintenance. Sand... lots of sand.

What do we have here....

A Mastercard Bill.

WOW.

It's big.

It is apparent now, that I spent a lot.

A whole HUGE lot.

I inquired about another job today.

My Mastercard requires it!

Hollow-day-ee

I am sitting here singing a Madonna song. I don't really sing.. I just recognize tunes that filter through my brain, and sing the lead line. That is all.

What I really was thinking of was a holiday. If I were to go on a holiday, where would I go?

Would it just be me, or would I invite the family along. HA, that has me chuckling up a storm... can you just imagine... "by family, I am off on a cruise now... enjoy your week by yourselves, and the empty cupboards, and the laundry, and the ... and the..... and the....."

Being the crazy person that I am.. I know I am not crazy enough to do something like that.... although it would be kind of funny to change it up a bit, and behave like "the ultimate crazy person"... or would it be the ultimate in shallow.... I am not sure.

Well, back to reality... make the boys lunch, and take him to school. Make the girls lunch, take her to school. Then it's my Tuesday chores to try and be accomplished.

Maybe my hollowdayee may be changed up a bit!

Make your own caption:

He's thinking:
She's saying:


You're thinking:


She's worrying about:

 

Trouble as we see it.

Little lady chickster Pipster. She's trouble. Big trouble.
Not shy. Rather spontaneous. The reason blond jokes will survive.
All this, with her hillbilly teeth, and yet she manages.
T.R.O.U.B.L.E.

 

Tea, B, and Me.

I think I'll have a cup of TEA. With that, I think I will take a Vitamin B. I have a huge stack of CRAP that I need to sift through... surely that is what is bothering ME.

Well, other than the 15 books that I am wishing to read RIGHT NOW. Plus the FIVE magazines that I would love to rifle through. ( You know STYLISH homey magazines that are wishful to look through). But then I have my BC magazine that isn't mine, but the one who it is for has finished with it.

I have finally finished mastering the boys camera whoas. Well, they were my camera whoas as I was the one that had to do all the loading to the computer, so that I could unload MY memory card from his camera.

I have to come up with some word games for tomorrow. ALL kinds of word games. Hopefully I will start looking for them soon... as the night is running out, and then tomorrow will be upon me, and I will resume my searching, but in a far more frenzied manner.

In the meantime, I have to gather jokes as well. So far I have one. Things are moving along rather sluggishly. Certainly the Vitamin B will kick things into high gear.

Organized CHAOS

The homestead is still feeling a little wobbly in the knees ever since the Clean Team has whisked its way through. The Clean Team hasn't quite finished yet... and since this was only a precurser to the absolute fury it possibly may create... everyone is left quaking. Everyone but me that is.. I am my own Clean Team. I decided what stays, and what goes. For now, the humans are all allowed to maintain homestead contact. Many of their items are not.

The lovely and silly cat dog is of course a welcome entity, all the time. Her and her things will not be handed over to an unsuspecting someone. She doesn't have to worry, however; she worries about most things, most of the time. Who knows what it is, but she needs to worry about it.

In the meantime, the eye of the storm that I spoke of a couple of posts back has grown slightly. The kitchen table is still the centerfuge of activity. Mind you, it too has twindled in it's power, but is still controlling the Clean & Tidy theme that has been ordered through out our home of organized chaos.

Me today!

 

Thursday already!

How is this possible?
How can it be...
The week is almost over,
but it is just starting for me.

I finally have a moment,
where I am the only one in the house,
Where there is only one creature stirring,
which is the dog, not a mouse.

I have looked around my house and rooms,
and do not know which one to tackle first
I partly did the Pips room yesterday,
and it's still not done, although hers is certainly cursed!

The livingroom needs a vacuum,
and a full blown complete dust,
Although picking up the left over christmas presents,
Should surely be a must.

The kitchen table still exists,
in it's rather very large form,
But that is OK to me,
as it can remain the eye of the storm.

The floors need some attention,
All 1365 square feet complete,
That will not take me very long
As long as I am quick on my feet.

The bathrooms are another story,
I need a scrubbrush, or maybe two
Two sets of gloves, and probably a mask,
It is just very eeewwwww.

The kitchen is done, and I can not complain,
even after the morning rush has been through,
I'll swab the decks here, and move that there
And everything old will look new. (HA!)

The laundry room looks lovely,
all shiny and gleaming in white,
I gave it a workout yesterday,
and did laundry deep into the night.

But now for the basket, that sits waiting for me
The clothes piled as high as the sky.
I will drag it away, and start from the top.
I will not stop until the bottom of the basket stares back at me in the eye.

Another fine mess is still waiting for me,
One which I would surely like to avoid,
the front closet is full, of trinkets and such,
At this rate I could keep a housekeeper duly employed!

Today is a good day, to crack this mess,
and work hard to gather and file away junk
As tomorrow is Friday, and as luck would have it
The day following my work week will have begun!

These clouds blew by...

just minutes before the real storm arrived.
Here's that line of trees .... as the storm whips through...

 

The start of the movie...

This little clip gave me quite a show!

 

The world today.

Smiley posing for her snow portrait
The new wheels posing for it's snow portrait
The Pink Pipster posing in all her pinkness.

 

The New Version of Me.

Put to the test.
Put to rest!

 

Almost unbelievable!

Yesterday afternoon I was milling about, waiting for the storm. It arrived right on schedule, and with a fury! No sooner did it arrive, and the power went out. It was an interesting power outage, as there were people on the same street that didn't lose their power. We waited until 10:00 PM for them to turn it back on. In the meantime we missed some show that The Hamstersons friend was on.

I used my little digital to film the the winds as they blew through our neighbourhood. Our trees are still standing. All is good. BUT>>>>>

So now today has come and almost gone, and we have been blanketed with I guess a foot and a bit of snow. I have shoveled the driveway twice. Now we are waiting for the "deepfreeze" to take over, as the weather people said it will. In the meantime, the trees are now battered with snow sitting on their branches... once again this frightens me!

It's a good thing...

1. That I bought the husbandman some Licorice Allsorts. I am certainly enjoying them. The second package even tastes better than the first. I am quite the winner of a wife!
2. There are lots of batteries in the homestead, as another storm is heading our way, and with the amount of power outages we have had, they might be put to good use.
3. There was the invention of jackets. I surely wish I would use that invention when leaving for the great outdoors!
4. The husbandman just cleaned up the backyard with all the tree branches and crap all over the place. It is just in time to watch a ton more branches drop to the ground.
5. I found a Soduko Solver on the internet, as my electronic Soduko puzzle thingy will only advance the puzzles, once you solve the current one. It was practically unsolvable!
6. The wind blows away from the house. Especially since the line of trees sit right next to it.
7. I have already bought a box of hair colour. It might put me in the mood to do some hair colour fixing.
8. I have to leave to get the chickster Pipster from school. I would like to get this computer turned off before the power automatically does it for me, as the winds pick up, and tree branches startflying into things!

And now we are back...

To regularly scheduled programming.

Boy to school. CHECK
Girl to school. CHECK
Lunches made. CHECK
House is silent. CHECK
Big empty space in my heart. CHECK
Love the chicklets even when they are flitting about and creating chaos. CHECK CHECK.

Oh man....

Here I am, it's late... and I want to know what I have accomplished! I have done a number of things, but of course I am not happy with the amount of junk that I was thinking that I should have done.

But that has to all be put aside... as for this moment... I am busy listening to QUEEN, on the Hamstersons MP3 thingy... "Fat Bottomed Girls".. he quite likes this, so do I. Although it makes me feel really really OLD!

I helped that boy of mine figure out the computer system so we could add song after song on his new device. I quite like these.. I should get myself one! HA! No, that is what new cars are all about... I believe the stereo has MP3 abilities.

Well, in an effort to stay a slight bit in tune to the world, other than reading the obituaries... I will go and watch the news, and finish the Soduko puzzle I started yesterday.

I am wondering when the sleeping thing will kick in, as I have had 3 cups of tea this evening... and other than the PIP sending me into a complete frenzy with her hysterics and antics.. I am busily buzzing along.

Details of the day... which are useless!

OK...

1. The local paper published my "whining about killing bears article".
2. Do babies really need flu shots? and why?
3. Survived another wind storm last night... all 29, around 60 foot trees are intact. More than my friend can say about her street!
4. I knew a friend of mine was pregnant today, I told her so. She didn't even utter a word. I have magic powers in this regard.
5. Believe that the great creator has great plans for some that are not even born yet.
6. Four and five are not related.
7. My hair needs to be coloured, it isn't behaving desperate yet, but I am closing in the on the hideous look, it's about five washes away.
8. The boy is super in love with his parents (temporarily) as he was given an MP3 with music, video and photo capabilities.
9. I turned down a job opp. that came my way. There was the expectation of working Mondays, and those silly people.. I already work Mondays!
10. Am still trying to track down the Manager of Rehab Services... as the person that I was told it was, wasn't. That person emailed my note about a position to another Manager... who just so happened to be the person that I talked to about the position, and gave me the name of the Manager that I just finished emailing. GEEEEE... I am really wondering why the position hasn't been filled yet!
11. Wondering where some of my friends are... I can only email so many times before I get bored of conversing with myself.
12. Lined up the chicklets at the computer yesterday and disk by disk went through games that they played and didn't play. Those kids of mine... they sat through the whole process, and didn't complain once. Well, especially since they didn't know that I had temporarily glued them until the job was completed. I am now sporting an empty disk rack. Yes, I am showoffable!
13. Lucky thirteen. I will stop here.

Here he is... 12 years ago today!

Happy Birthday Hamsterson!

 

Cleaning out the Cobwebs...

I have a number of cobwebs to be cleaned, but not the visible ones that house the eight legged creepy friends.

The cobwebs I am referring to are the left over scraps of paper from last year. The little pieces of information that somehow make your life easier at the time, but fail in keeping you organized once the year is over.

This includes:

1. the calendars with notices pinned to them,
2. paper bills that arrived in the mail,
3. thank you notes that I have received ( and I of course have to keep),
4. telephone numbers that have been saved with no names attached,
5. magazines that have no use except for the one recipe stuck in the middle of it.. ( not for me ... for the husbandman!!!! )
6. receipts from purchases long ago
7. pay stubs
8. the inbox with my millions of emails that need to permanently deleted!!!
9. unfortunately all my used jokes,
10. newspaper articles that need to be filed... somewhere....
11. books that have to be returned to friends, as they probably don't even know they once owned the book
12. compliling the list of notes written to myself about my ideas, thoughts and goals for this year, and place them in an orderly manner so that they are actually achievable rather than unretrievable from a failing memory..
13. reluctantly unplugging the computer so that I can take it somewhere so the pictures can be retrieved by someone that has the ultimate in retrieving software
14. figuring out dates on the calendar in advance so I know where all my money will be going on any given day, of course I will add in the dates where we actually get paid... that way I can see a smile on my face when I look in the mirror that would otherwise be a face of horror!
15. sending emails to those that I have not spoken with in a while, someone has to make the first move, it might as well be me, as life gets busy, and we get forgetful of our friends that are far away, as the old addage goes "out of sight, out of mind".

Too much for one days work... but I will get there... as these cobwebs will only continue to grow if I leave them...

The boy and his christmas present.

 

The speed of light

How can today be the 2nd... I haven't even made it past the 1st!

I sent away some letter to the elected officials, I will await their response.

I applied for some new jobs, I will await their response.

I sent some of my friends questions via emails, I have read their response.

In other things non responsive:

The husbandman came home from a long days work, made dinner, and then cleaned the kitchen. I believe I was getting to that. Oh, and on the way home he picked up dog food. I was getting to that as well. I observed his good work from the kitchen chair. WE even had a conversation about life in general. It was most interesting.

I drove through a gigantic puddle today, as did a whole line of vehicles. I wanted to chicken out, since it was my brand new Mazda5 that I was putting through the paces with, but a did spy a bunch of little cars go ahead of me through this sea of water, and they made it, so I figured I could as well. I didn't want to, but had to do it anyways... as there was no turning around from underneath the train overpass.

I part way de-Christmasized the home this afternoon. But only part way, as I placed the trinkets from around the house on the kitchen table. Nothing has actually been stored away quite yet. I believe that will happen tomorrow. Hopefully before the husbandman comes home and starts hiding things away for another year.

I made the husbandman do something familyish yesterday. We went to Body Worlds 3 at Science World. It was completely fascinating, and I loved it. What is even more hard to believe is that the models were once actual living humans that have donated their bodies to science, which has now become a world wide exhibit.

But here we are today, living life in the year 2007.

I believe we are living at the speed of light.

Squeezing in the last word.

Let me pause and reflect for a moment as the year comes to a close.

It will only take a moment, or two, or maybe more, as throughout the year I have had many "moments":

I have had hysterical moments,
manic moments,
Merry moments,
Passionate moments,
Busy moments,
Stunned moments,
Funny moments,
Lost moments,
Bad moments,
Sarcastic moments,
Embarassing moments,
Laughable moments,
Quiet moments,
Loveable moments,
huggable moments,
a multitude of bad hair moments.
scrappable moments,
wine/whining moments,
lipstick moments,
musical moments,
raging moments,
rainy moments,
clean and tidy moments,
no make that only a moment,
as it only happened once,
favourable moments,
bear sighting moments,
friendly moments,
loserish moments,
laundryroom moments,
actually they were admiration moments,
star gazing moments,
forgiving moments,
helping hand moments,
bloggable moments
forgotten bloggable moments,
late moments,
foggy moments,
mysterious moments,
anticipated moments,
birthday moments,
proud moments,
loud moments,
troubled moments,
forgotten moments,
thankful moments.


I give the greatest amount of thought to being thankful. Thankful that we have all arrived safely at the end of another year, in good health, and happiness.

I am thankful for who I am, and where I am in this life. I am thankful for the family that I have, and the friends that I have made.

I treasure the thoughts of those that left this life the past year, and I cherish my fond memories of them for another year.

I reflect upon the challenges and the accomplishments that I/We have achieved in this past year and plan for another year of challenges and accomplishments.

I consider where life will take us this coming year, but where ever it leads us, I wish for ourselves, our family and friends to travel along with us for a year of good health and happiness.

Happy New Year to all of you out there!

So... get this.....

This is how our community (Conservation Officers) react to unwanted animals:

( I sent this letter to the local newspaper )

Fed bears are dead bears.

Very true, especially when you carry a tranquilizer gun! How absolutely disgusting that the sow and her two beautiful cubs were tranquilized and then put to death. I can't even call it euthanasia, as this was no mercy killing. It was quite simply "getting rid of a problem the easiest way possible".

I had to look up the word conservation again so I could fully understand what the word conservation meant, as it didn't seem to fit with the solution for the sow and her cubs. Conservation: the protection and careful management of the environment and its natural resources. Keeping nature from being destroyed, injured or wasted to ensure that use is sustainable. Nicely put, except that certainly isn't how conservation worked for these animals.

I would like someone to help me to understand how an immediate decision was made that these bears could not have been tagged, and then released back into the wilderness, but instead were immediately destroyed. I am very aware that the bears had learned some very bad habits, but this wilderness exists a short 15 minute drive away! Even the judicial system offers up all kinds of second chances for law breakers, and yet the ones that deserve a second chance, silent ones that inhabit the spaces that humans exist in are offered only one chance: stay behind the invisible line otherwise you die.

There is a complete wilderness that exists down in the GVRD location of Minnekhada Park. These animals should have been tagged and then transported over to this area ( which was more than likely their place of origin), and left to find a spot to bed down for the winter. There is an abundance of forest still very available to them that was not under a blanket of snow. At the very least they should have been offered a second chance. If they would have made their way back into human territory, then perhaps their fate should have been held in question then.

Even as it was very shallow minded of the individual that fed these bears, it was equally as shallow for the decision that was quickly made to destroy these beautiful creatures without offering them one chance to survive without using people's unsuspected offerings to forage upon.

Before the "conservation" officers arrived on the scene I had the opportunity to visit this mother sitting on the tree limb, with her cubs high above her. I could see in her eyes that she was waiting for the darkness to fall, so they could depart as quietly as they had arrived. Clearly the darkness that she had hoped for was not the one that lasts for eternity. What a shame.

These animals were clearly wronged by exactly the people that were supposed to protect them.

How about lunch?

The chicklets and I went out and about to "do junk" yesterday. It was near impossible to get everyone out the front door without destroying each other in the process. This involved menial tasks that involved a slight bit of grocery shopping, which the boy has a completel aversion to. (Although the reason for the shopping trip was for cereal which is his favourite meal of the day).

As I stood in the line up at Costco to purchase batteries and cereal I sent the children to go and stand in the food line up in Costco. There was a big long line, and I was tired of them standing with me and bickering. There was a method to my madness. They were both to go and stand in line together, and if they didn't stand in that line up they wouldn't get an ice cream cone. (Something of which they never get!) The girl came back to my line up once, and I told her if she didn't return to her brother, then she would be icecreamless. Yes people, it's a cruel world out there. I have to admit, the magic worked. I clearly didn't give them enough money, especially when I added a Latte to the list of their two ice cream cones. So the two of them had to figure out how much many they required, and had to do so in a manner appropriate to the great outdoors, where other peoples eyes would be watching their antics. HA! They managed. The funny part to this little ploy was the fact that the line up that I was in moved like a charm, and then I had to stand, staring off into space for the two bickering children to make it through the line up with their cones. It was peaceful after that.

With everyone ice creamed and latte'd up we made our way out to the much admired square shopping mall, and ended up with some good purchases, like floor mats and a pair of runners. Well, also socks for the sockless boy. Poor child! ( I think that is the reason they sell socks in a runner store, for the fools that arrive sockless and holey!) The girl even managed to score a pair of laces for her aging but still in very good condition except the laces runners.

The boy had brought his camera with him on this adventure of the day and we travelled over to Pitt Lake. A very nice spot for pictures. As we were about to leave the boy wished to take some pictures of three signs, with the sun in the background. There was also a cement barricade located next to the sings. He was busy shooting pictures like some photo journalist when he casually made it back to the brand new Mazda5. "Uhm Mommy, I think I see a pile of bones behind the barricade". The girl and I got out of the vehicle to investigate this matter. I was kind of ooogied out, but I did it anyways. And sure enough, there were bones! Yes, lot of bones. Included in the bones were two skulls, which looked like cow skulls, or some type of animals skull. The girl in her great wisdom was intrigued with the boney mess. Her comment: "Wow, it looks like someone had a good lunch around these parts".

Enough said!

More is better.

Just in case I didn't have enough money transacting through the Mastercard, I added more today. I didn't wake up thinking that I was going to make my Mastercard smoke, but it happened none the less.

It didn't faze on me the other day when the husbandman spoke of certain 17 year old vehicles that needed watering and antifreeze top ups. Those words didn't register at all, until this morning. I asked the husbandman what that vehicle of ours was up to. He shrugged his shoulders, then went to have a shower. While he was in the shower I noticed that the newspaper had been left open to a certain Mazda dealer, with Boxing Day specials to be had.

I marched into the bathroom and started hissing all silly and frantic like.... I asked him if the vehicle still had the power to run around like a good vehicle should. "What's your answer????" I hissed to him, as I stood outside the shower and was unable to read his body language, as I usually have to do, since he is a guy that quite simply doesn't talk.

There and then I drove myself out to the local Mazda dealer, and negotiated a deal. The husbandman refused to do the "car salesman" work that was required, and left me to my own devices.

I purchased a Mazda 5. Indigo Blue. Five Speed.
There, belated Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday to myself.
Now that is good Boxing Day shopping!

What!

It's December 21st... and not a sound or a clatter


I investigate further to see what is the matter..


Way up high, and parked in a tree....


Here is my Christmas present, waiting for me.

 

Deanna Deanna Deanna

Oh where have you been?
Battling the storms that bring lots of white, and very messy green.

The snow I could live with, and I loved the four wheel drive...
but the wind terrified me, with my trees that reached well into the sky.

I have mailed christmas cards to many, and hand delivered some too
Mind you mine weren't hand made, like Lujza's very fancy ones, thank you!

The knitting needles have had a work out this past number of days,
as I had to build a scarf for the mother that sported blue fluffy flays!

Of course I had to take time to watch Yul win a million from Survivor...
The one show I watch, especially with people like Yul to admirer...

We have attended dinners and parties and small festive events,
and cruised the christmas light displays, which around here are pretty decent!

I have planned, and shopped, and skittered around...
delivered children to destinations, while keeping my feet on the ground.

I haven't managed to stay normal in some way or another,
this twitch in my eyelid, has certainly become a bother.

I had to yell at the dentist people for ripping out the Pip's two baby teeth,
in the meantime we had a plan to march around Christmas land, except now we had to watch her bleed.

I have ran about the craft store and gathered tidbits of scrapbooking gear,
so I could put together an album of our dead dog Cicily, of almost two years.

I managed to learn a tune on the piano, which was a rather huge undertaking,
considering I had never heard the song "Christmas Is a Feeling".

The Stroke Group did a craft.. something that we had never done before...
but it turned out a success since the craft was mailed as a "card" to each of their doors.

The Boy has managed to be a challenge, with his wierd and funny ways,
continually asking him to practice his piano, and do his homework, for many countless days.

I finally managed to purchase a huge roll of christmas wrap...
I am running out of hours to now wrap up all this crap!!!

I went to a christmas party, where I stayed past midnight.
I thought I better leave when my good friend of many years hadn't said a word to me all night.

The boy had his piano recital, which started at 6:30 PM
I can honestly say, oh he was ready for them!

I bought the girl a beautiful dark blue dress, which she really didn't need,
but as I passed by the sale rack, it sang out to me.

I thought that she would look lovely, as she could wear it on the stage,
where she would sing a christmas carol, as it is the schools only christmas "forray"

I still have to shop for the Christmas day feast, which I can safely say I will not cook,
the King will be at the helm, for that he is on the hook.

The frenzy has settled a little, and the twitch still remains in my eye
I will create some lists to help me, or at least it might try...

I have a couple days left, to finish up my stuff..
I even tried to get Saturday off, by buttering up the staffing clerk.. which is prooving very tough

But as for now the house is finally decorated, with the tree the last thing to do.
Except for me to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, from me to all of you.

Holy flippin fridgemagnets I'm an idiot.

Yes I am. It's all true... I am an idiot. I sent along a package to Australia TODAY, an then proceeded to send an email to the receiver as to how come it was sent today, and not three weeks ago. Plus, had I actually unpacked one or two extra plastic bags I would have paid way less to have it shipped. But I had already stood in a line up way too deep to count, and had used up a roll of tape packaging up my stat parcel... all to have the girl tell me it was "point something" over the weight mark. (( Of course for all you frequent flyer readers out there.. I had to contain my very favourite word inside my head which made my eyelid twitch at twice the speed it already was at )). The days are freaking zipping past in a super sonic blur. I have an incredible bad twitch in my eye, something to do with the fact that a nerve just needs to die off and stop misbehaving like some attention seeking brat. Then, to make matters even more laughable... the girl at the mail counter asked me how much the parcel was worth. Well, my twitching eye rendered me unable to calculate the little items that I had squirreled away for good times on Christmas Day... so I said fourty dollars, although it was worth a bit more. I then had to pay $43.00 to ship it. Like I said... I'm an idiot... what I should have done was bought some individual puffy envelopes and the Australian people would of had things in a couple of days... at this rate it will be a New Year's gift.

It's always adventures when I fly by the seat of my pants.

The Pipness

Invited her friend over for a visit yesterday. I said sure, come on over.. and they could play in the Pip's room. The Pip's room has seen better days in the tidy and orderly department. I bought her some pretty boxes a number of weeks back, so she could organize some of her smaller items that find space on her floor. She immediately turned them into stuffed hamster houses, and yes, turned one into a cathouse. (So far the cathouse has gone undetected to most people, except the mother's radar). The room is still a mess. We trudge across her big beautiful butterfly puzzle as she claims that it is a carpet, and really ... what else do you do with big beautiful puzzle, if you can't walk all over it! Once upon a time the stuffed animals had some sort of resting places, and now they have exploded about her room, and fluffy things are bumbling about all over the place. She told me she tidied her closet last week, she was so proud of herself. I opened it and screamed. The Pip requires her own storage company to come and pick up some of her things, but that will never happen, as she wont part with a thing. She will be up soon, wish me luck... I hope I can find her in her bed.

Excuse me... I'm looking for some pictures.

Don't ask me what the Freaking Flying F*** happenend. ... but all of my pictures in Picasa are gone, including my whole file of "My Pictures". Gone Gone Gone.

I am wondering if I secretly take my computer apart, and take it to someone who is quite brilliant... maybe they could look inside and see if they are still in there somewhere... as I know they are in there, because I was busy looking at them last night, until I exited the program.. and scurried off to bed.

Anybody... does anybody have 2 years worth of photos meandering about?

Chicken rolly up ---- for breakfast...

I was busy building the boy his lunch. He likes my lunches, or more so.. he likes having his lunch made for him. (He doesn't know any other way actually...) But it struck me... these rolly ups are looking so good. Mind you, they were pretty basic, as the boy only does basic food. Today was going out on a limb by packing his food with colour attached. Todays rolly up was a tomato basil wrap, hence the colour addition of red. He was quite willing to eat it up...so he told me. Things were looking so good that I thought about building one for myself.. right then and there... but do you have a chicken rolly up for breakfast or not? I am not entirely sure if "mayonnaise" is breakfast. I could eliminate it from the rolly up... but then... why have the rolly up at all. Hmmm.

In other thoughts that plagued me last night.... just before I closed my eyes for the night.... is living in the ocean at night any easier than in the day. I mean, I hate walking down the hall at night to the bathroom, let alone swimming in a big ocean for hours on end in darkness.

A good thing, or not a good thing

We have discovered lime wire. Well, I have known about it for quite some time, but I was ignoring the fact that it was around. The boy has jumped all over this like it was the ultimate in video games. So, apparently I am going to be down loading something that is going to take about three days to complete. That boy of mine has about two dozen items waiting in the wings to be slotted in. I don't believe I have enough internet time to make him happy. ... on that thought... I need to go and double check if I have umlimited time, or something silly like "150 hrs"... which I'm believing that to be the case. Oh where is my memory when I really need it.

Creature Feature

Current conditions: raining
Current conditions: raining
Current conditions: raining
Current conditions: afraid of the rain

 

Current Furniture conditions.....

The husbandman was busy moving around the furniture last night... with all his big talk. I asked him why he needs to move all the furniture around.. it is fine where it is. I just love to get him going... he flips out.. and he complained that things look awful... all these couches, and nowhere to put them. I think he might have flung his hands about, but I could be mistaken... and the fact that he talked about it for a whole 2 minutes was indication that he might be unhappy with all the extra furniture floating about. I believe that my chuckling most certainly got him frustrated. But, he is so much fun to watch "almost-kind of-maybe" have a hissy fit!!!

Tick tick tick goes the christmas clock...

Ok, it's time to start making a move in the Christmas Department. Even though I am not undertaking my currently kind of layed up by her knee friend and her 50 freaking home made christmas cards... I am undertaking other feats, that may be too much of a feat... I will know on the christmas eve when I am still up scurrying about doing things until the wee hours of the morning.... I can say that none of it will be baking adventures. I have no time to waste, there is too much to do.

In other things that might be exciting....

I have very bravely asked to have the 23rd and 24th of December off. I really didn't think that I would still be working at my current place of employment for the past 19 years, this year.. so I didn't book off any holiday time for the Saturday and Sunday before christmas. I have now decided that I most definitely would like the days off... as the husbandman is off as well... and he likes to talk when life gets busy... so I met get a whole years worth of talking in, in the five short days. This is truly a grand adventure. I hope the planets are in alignment with this request.

Other things on my mind....

I bought a brown sweater the other day. I don't own any brown. But I had to, because I bought a pair of brown pants. I am not sure why I did that either. I wore them both together, and then I felt like a piece of chocolate. I guess better feeling like chocolate than feeling like shit. Ha Ha.

I am thinking that I am going to use that link up there to advertise for The Stroke Recovery Association of BC. That just might be a good idea. It would be good for people to know that there is such a thing that exists out there.... as it really does help a lot of people. We are not part of the Heart & Stroke Foundation, as they are around for research and education. yes, I have made my mind up.

Life in the blue chair

Little Miss Milly busy pondering life from her blue chair. Well, pondering life on top of a beach towel that is. This is where she likes to stay, when she isn't busy sleeping on her green leather couch. This also would be another view of the currently very ugly kitchen, that will eventually be replaced... perhaps that is what the little miss milly is busy thinking about... "oh what a lovely chair... too bad that it has to be placed in a dumpy space...., oh well.. I will close my eyes and dream of pretty kitchens while I sleep in my blue chair..."

Anyways, she is a very patient little thinking dog, as I took about a dozen pictures of her in this chair... and she never moved for one of them... it didn't help that I was busy taking pictures of her in the dark, and the flash has temporarily blinded her... but she has remained faithful to her blue chair... This blue chair is suppposed to be in the new family room eventually... except that is only being built after the new kitchen... I think it may gather some dust in the process.

 

The King Despairs:

With all this winter weather the King has not had the chance to perform some of his Kingly duties. As luck would have it.. the King likes Christmas lights. Lots of them. The strings are lines up in the garage ready to go. Now all he needs is the the cooperation of the weather, and the time to perform this great task.

With another weekend upon us... I am thinking that The King will make it to the great outdoors and set his kingdom of christmas lights... we could be up and shining by the end of the weekend.