U spin me round n' round

I feel like I am on a merry go round, it is a few days before Christmas, the gifts are wrapped the cards have been handed out, I have a few more gifts to deliver and wrap, some people to visit and I feel like I have done nothing!

How is that so? I have been very busy but I feel I have not accomplished a darn thing. I have my turkey, potatoes, stuffing bread, cranberry sauce, gifts, eggs, the tree is up the house is trimmed but I have this nagging feeling I didn't do everything, that I am missing something?

I am that hampster on the wheel running, running, running......what the heck could it mean?

I am excited for Christmas but I am not, does that make sense? I cannot wait for the day to come.

I look forward to the party invites we have, there will be some people I haven't seen in quite some time - that will be fun.

I have purchased meaningful gifts for everyone this year, items they will appreciate and enjoy!

But I still have this feeling of something is missing.........

Murphy did it again....

I am sick! What a perfect way to start the Christmas season!

Damn it I have been so good, and here I sit with a full head, I really want to go to sleep but people will not leave me alone.

Why is it the very moment I am about to have a quiet moment by myself somebody has to bother me? Dang!

I sure hope I can kick this little cold in the ass, I'm not going to sit and take this!

sniff, sniff......I really just want my bed....thats all :(

Pinned

I forgot to blog about this last week until a fellow blogger posted a similar situation.

Picture it! Domino's Pizza - waiting for my order.

This woman comes rushing in and her pizza was wrong so they go to make a new one for her, she sits down beside me and instantly starts talking to me, now typically a person says hi but not this broad........

Her: Do you go to church?

me: p-p-p pardon me?

Her: Do you go to church

Me: um not as much as I should ma'am......

Her: What church do you go to?

(now it was at this point I was thinking...hmmmm do I tell her the round church so the devil doesn't corner me {my dads fav phrase} or the truth)

I opted for the truth.

Me: I go to church in Stanley

Her: oh you have Father Aaron don't you, he is so great! Do you realize he is as close to god as your going to get?

Me: oh is that right, yes he is very nice.

Her: Just the other day after mass I had a problem that was upsetting me very much and I asked him and do you know what, he had the answer for me, he was my divine intervention. He is as close to god as your going get.

Me: oh yes is that right

{at this point I was looking the other way, I'm sure you can picture my uncomfortableness}

Her: You are very lucky to have him you know? Are you ladies treating him right up there?

{now at this very point it crossed my mind to have some fun like say "yeah we all give him regular blow jobs lady" but I didn't)

Me: Oh yes we have a CWL league and they make sure he is "taken care of"

Her: oh goody.

Domino's Guy: Ma'am your pizza is ready!

Her: We'll hun I'd better go, god bless you dear.

me: um yeah you too!

I walked out the car dumb-founded! My jaw slack! I couldn't believe the convo I had just had.

Are you serious? What the hell?

Yep I guess I have the "talk to me face" - Lucky F'in Me!

I am sure your all laughing your guts out right about now!!!! Frig off! Not funny! That was not cool.........

Randoms

• I hate, love, lust money
• I hate driving so far every day
• I like the snow, the little we have is perfect
• I wish I could see the results like everyone else does
• I actually like running (well jogging)
• I love my Ipod
• I hate being taken advantage of
• People do not stop and think of other people (I am guilty of this too)
• My stomach is in knots
• My arm finally stopped being tender from the H1N1
• I dread Christmas coming
• When is enough, enough?
• I wish I could win the lottery, doesn't even have to be millions
• I still wish I were adopted
• Nobody ever really knows what another person thinks or feels
• I am very sad for the little boy in Nova Scotia who was lost, found and died
• How do I stop finding people annoying, or at least not show it so much?
• I want a change of something, I don't know what though?
• I sure hope 2010 is a good year?
• I have decided my new word for 2010 will be *simple* (as in less is more, keep it simple)

ahhhhh thats better

I feel so much better right now! Much better than I have felt for the last 2 weeks.

I have a large majority of my presents wrapped, my Christmas cards are mailed for the most part, my tree is up and beautifully trimmed, the house is trimmed up, the gifts are purchased for the most part and my truffles are ready to be rolled.

Wow!

I feel like a million bucks right now.....what a fantastic feeling, the overwhelmed feeling is gone.

Now I just have to pay the bills, which may be the next problem....LOL :o) Wish me luck!

Is it You or Is it Me?

Merry December-mas Everyone! grumble, grumble

On Monday I put out the cute little wooden advent calendar I have for my darling daughter. She looks forward to this treat every single year.

I had to tape some of the 2x2x2 drawers shut as the little treats were not small enough to fit in, her feet have grown and the fuzzy socks have gotten bigger - go figure?

There were a few treats (as last year) that are too large to fit so I send her on a treasure hunt for them with a note stating "for your present please go to the TV stand drawer" or junk drawer......etc....

On Tuesday night before bed I caught her in opening the drawers of the TV stand, just one. She NEVER opens those drawers and we have (or I have) strategically placed Christmas statues in front of them......I said "get out of there and you would have thought she had seen a ghost"....hmmmmmmm something smells very bad?

So last night we are hanging out on the couch and she says "do you think the drawer behind the reindeer is door #1 or is drawer #1 by the Karaoke machine mom?".

I look up and say "what did you just say" she freaks out and bury's her head in the couch.

Now last year I only had one gift hidden in there and it was the middle drawer. This year I was going to put gifts in all 3 drawers and numbered them #1, #2, #3.....first year for this.

I said to her "be honest with me, tell me the truth", she yelled and said she has nothing to say? I say "you look pretty guilty", she says "MOM! What are you talking about?" She was all to fishy for my liking......

DH thinks I am wrong.

I also want to mention when we were putting dish cloths away on Sunday she opened up the junk drawer and stared into it...I said "what are you doing?" She says "nothing" , I said why do you have that drawer open the cloths do not go there"...she said "oh I forgot".....................

Did she open the other doors of the advent calendar? I have a plant in front of it to make sure none of the "pop" open??????? Did someone have too much time on her hands?

So I switched the notes and put the gifts in different spots. I'll get her ! Ha!

What the kid made me very thankful for is my lack of caring this year and I hadn't even had a chance to put the 4 gifts in the drawers! Ha! Got ya again!!!!!!

SNOOPER or NOT?

Convinced

I hate to wish my life away but I have to say I sure do wish the day after Monday was Friday.

Seriously Wrong

Something is seriously wrong with todays society when you come to work and feel the urge to tell somebody to Grow the Hell Up!

What kind of world are we living in?

All I want to do is talk big girl talk with grown ups?

Who Does That?

I need a step by step program

to help me through my problems

I have a problem

I have an addiction

A very big addiction

To what you ask?

To

To

To

To

Spending Money

I never Over Spenders Anonymous

Is there such a thing?

I can't help myself.

My darling husband wants me to try and buy nothing for two weeks straight....other than groceries.

I sit here thinking if I go to the Super Store can I add clothing to my grocery list? You bet your bottom dollar I can.

Pathetic I know, but its true I really can.....if I go to the grocery store for food we need and stumble upon items in the grocery store aisle then I can buy it....it fair right?

right?

Oh god save me!

Count them...yep only 1

I only have 1 head, and no I'm not an alien or some strange being, I am your MOTHER!

Why is it our children think they are smarter than us?

I know, I know, I know....I thought the same thing but I am certain I was more like 10+ when I thought this.

Children have a way of making you second guess yourself and feeling your not confident in any decision you make? That sucks....she is very smart, she dupes me on many occassions although there have been situations where she has been right and I have been wrong...damn I hate those times.

But the best one yet is when we doing spelling tests and she tries to justify why and how she spelled a word correct when the dictionary says otherwise?

Damn Webster.....the dumb ass

The Proof is in the Pudding when it comes to MY Mother!!!!!

Yesterday brought on a whole new episode with my mother and I. You may have wondered why I speak so negatively about my mother...well here go......she is a figure head in my life but she is not a mother.......I never had a mother. I think I was possibly raised by wolves. That would explain a lot now wouldn't it? I may not have added quotes to all the conversation but this was all said out loud, I didn't hold anything back.

Here is the story.......


I went there yesterday and we we were talking and I said so what has 'K' decided to do with all of his winings... he won $50,000 November 1st.

Mom said "he thinks your idea is stupid", I said you told him what I said? why the hell did you do that?

She said well I thought it was a good idea for them to go to Disney too but he said it was dumb. I said he would have said anything was dumb that I suggested, I could have said go buy yourself a big ass truck and he would have argued that. I said don't talk about me to them ever....don't mention my name. What is wrong with you?

She says "what is life going to be like when I'm dead and gone, my children won't talk to one another..."I said when your dead and gone nothing will have changed other than the fact you won't be ramming their lives down my throat. If you think I will ever speak to them your dead wrong! They owe me an apology both of your ungrateful, retarded children do, I do not have 4 siblings I have two the other two can fuck right off.

She said you are so much like your father...he has no problem that you don't talk to them but I do....I said the only reason you have a problem is because you ignore their behaviour we can see through their bull shit, you condone the way they live their lives and handle themselves, if I were you I'd be more ashamed of who they become rather than bury my head but you've always been good at looking the other way eh mom?

Then I said "The nerve they have, all my life they have been waiting to get rid of me and now they have - CONGRATULATIONS! They do not exsist. Fuck them! The fact 'L' never wanted me to be in her wedding and you MADE her, yes mom I knew all along, I heard the fight. The fact you said you wouldn't come unless I was in the wedding was not your place."

She said well you were sick you coughed the entire time you stood up there. I said "for fuck sakes I wasn't SICK I was SCARED and I walked up the isle with an old man for god sakes, give your head a shake"..I am crying at this point....so I said so she didn't come to my wedding because she couldn't get over herself.....yeah no jealousy there...but I'm perfect because I don't drive drunk with children or anyone....yes I am perfect!

Then your baby boy turns around and asks me how to get his daughter out of a house because he has never had to think for himself; I help and then he calls ME the liar....oh yes - you raised some pretty fuckin smart kids I must say......I said if you think I am EVER going to talk to them your WRONG, WRONG, WRONG and when your dead and gone life will just be easier, I won't be hearing about their pitiful lives.......

They never want to darken my door or come to my funeral. Because I certainly won't be at theirs!!!!!! hell will never freeze over that much.

So don't will anything to them that I have to share because you can guarantee neither of us will. She said your the exector of the will. I said perfect, I'll leave their share at the end of the driveway. I was crying and so upset I yelled for 'B' to come and when she hugged mom she said "Grammy why did you upset my mommy so much"? Mom never answered her.....she just told her she loved her - what a surprise, she hasn't said that in forever to B. Now I'm about to cry all over again.......fuck I hate that woman!

The fact is that I have no family, I don't have people - nobody. I feel completely all alone in this world, I have nobody on my side, nobody to call on who cares for my well-being, nobody to say your being a jerk, its ok or whatever your doing your doing it right.

That kills me....All I ever wanted was non-retarded people I could call my own. I just want people who care enough to care completely-people I can call my own.

Why is that so fucking hard? My own mother didn't even hug me, she just looked at me with her mouth wide open like I had 3 heads.......fucking frozen hearted bitch!!

Oh and don't ask if she called last night....she didn't and she won't, she might come Thursday night but this convo will never be mentioned again........it didn't even happen in her eyes....

Fuel is Important

Its Friday! Yeah!

I love Friday's. So this morning I decided since DD has been in such a good mood all week and much easier to get around and up and going on time that I wanted to treat her to a hash brown at McD's. Just something to excite her.

We rushed out of the house and onward we went. I realized my gas guage was low so I checked my controls and it said I had 163 kms left. I thought to myself "perfect! I'll stop after work".

Well.......I pulled up to McD's drive thru, waited in line longer than anticipated but not that long. Drove to the school parking lot where DD chewed down the rest of her treat and drank her chocolate milk. I turned the car off, walked her to the bus drop off and on she went happy as a lark.

I got in my car, started it and everything started dinging......LOW FUEL....shit is what I thought.

So I said oh it will kick back to 100 kms left for sure - at least! Nope it didn't. The words LOW FUEL cause me to really freak the hell out. I hate having a low gas guage but my ever loving dim bulb husband keeps telling me that I have no reason to worry when I get low, I'll still be fine.

I coasted down the hill to the Ultramar and fueled up.

Man I was freaking out, I even put the car in neutral going down the hill to conserve fuel.

Cuz I'm that kind of a freak! ugh!

Ugh

Sorry for not posting in so long.

Guess I am just blogged-out!

I have tons to say I just do not have the energy to say them.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

I was just talking to a friend of mine who informed me her 19 year old daughter who has run away and been on drugs and well put her and the dad through hell and then brought them back to town then took them again and finally started to act right is now pregnant due in April.

They are going to be grandparents and their youngest child is 13 years old.

They are devestated to say the least.....although have decided to lay in that bed and suck it up.

They did lay down rules to their daughter to let her know that she is NOT living there forever with the baby and she must provide for her baby in any way she can, plus they will not be full time care givers or baby sitters to this child.

Did I mention the daddy is 28 years old...um yeah.....remember she is 19. He recently divorced from his high school sweetheart wife whom she is the one who chose to get the hell out.

Sounds peachy eh?

So grammy as she will soon be referred to is trying to make the best of this situation all the while is in turmoil over this situation.

Did I mention the mom-to-be is ADD and can't take her meds while pregnant so her mood is way up and way down. She has a blood disorder and will be very closely monitored after the baby is born.

You can only imagine my jaw totally hitting my desk to hear all of this.

This couple has had nothing but a fight raising both of their children, their son is as well ADD and on meds (trust me he had to be......oye).

Its time for.....

Another lesson in ettiquette........Featuring.........

How to Act at the Grocery Store 101

• there is a speed limit in the grocery store and it isn't saunter
• when your in the "can't find what I'm looking for mode...move the GD cart out of the middle of the aisle please
• there is a time limit on how long you can stand and stare at the same canned goods, well maybe not but there should be
• look around people, look around......and if you do look around, move the hell out of a persons way - please
• Your cart does not move itself, when you are 5ft away and you see me moving it to the side and you say yeah just move it...um ok but how about you move it?
• DON'T barrell out of an aisle and think its my fault for poor timing in trying to get by that lane.
• No you may not jump ahead of me with your less than 10 items....go the hell over to the 10 items or less lady.....your life is not that much more important
• Cashier lady for god sakes, if you can't multi task fast enough then shut the hell up..I'd rather you not talk to me if it means you can scan & bag quicker

There thats enough for today, until next time......stay safe

What would you do?

I have a co-worker who recently found out they were pregnant, he was so thrilled, unfortunately they didn't know prior to 3 months and they missed their first round of blood work and check ups, they went right into the ultrasound, then bloodwork.

2 weeks ago they received a call from their doctor (personally) saying he must speak with them. He called them at home and left the message, it was not until the next day while they were at work they connected with him.

The baby's mom was going into a conference to speak when she got the call.

The doctor explained that their graphs and points along with bloodwork is indicating there might be a problem with the baby.

That was all we knew that day.

They met with the doctor and it was explained they have a 1:200 chance of having an abnormal (downs) baby.

OMG! Mom is 30 years old, dad is 31, they are young, no history of this in their families......

They went on Monday for a 2nd ultrasound (3D with Dr. Butt) and she did not diagnose them any better, they now have a 1:36 chance. She says the indicators are on the lower part of the scale but not incapeable.

They were offered to do the amniosenticis (sp?) taking the fluid from the sac.

They refused.

They are going to wait until the baby boy is born and love him no matter what.

I could cry.

They are extremely positive and have made their decision.

No sense in knowing one way or the other, more time to think and worry. Why not expect the baby to be a baby and what may come will come?

What would you do?

Chip

We all know a chip, some of us have been a chip.

Do you know where this is headed?

Yep Chip on the Shoulder....like a nasty little bird pooping all down your back.

Chip! Chip! Chip!

When people you have to interact with on a daily basis has one it sure makes it hard to deal with.

Why is it when people are drowning they never ask for help? When they are burning out? Feeling misused or poor treated?

We all need someone to lean on but when we are really down in the dumps its the last thing anyone will do. Why is that?

A person will push back harder if they see someone trying to help them.

Its a cry for help but help is so hard to accept when you have that big of a chip. All you wish is that someone would see it and say something about it, but for those who see it and do not want to address it and just try to help receive a terrilbe back lash and those who don't see it look right through you and are shocked to hear anything of it?

I know someone at this moment on this path and it sucks. You think your a good enough friend to say something but I can't bring myself to pop the festering blister and have them burst.

I guess chip is going to stay a little longer until I get up my nerve.

humph

Do you know what makes me mad.....well many things but here is one instance.

People who go on and on about being busy, then says everyone else is busy too. I made the comment that with everyone busy that makes me busy too.

This person said "at least you have a job, lots of people don't"

Um yeah, nobody said anything about it, way to ruin a convo with a remark like that.

So I thought "whats up with that?"


This person trapped somebody else in the same trap convo...

huh? Weird.

Things I have Learned at Scrap Camp

• Tricking a Trickster isn't that easy after all
• Pranking a high strung person isn't such a good idea after all, but the laughs were pretty worth it
• Glue dots are dangerous and can & will stick to everything
• laughing until can't breath is not such a good idea, you lose much needed oxygen to your brain
• showing up with a brail ruler is really funny?
• cheaters never win
• 1 person can make another person want to stab themselves in the eyeball
• fake sucks
• laughing with the girls is whole lotta fun
• my reputation preceeds me
• Scope will never freakin die
• Missing part of our herd sucks, its not the same
• my page kits rock
• my arm is sore from Dee hitting me every time I said JC - that was a lot of times
• Nick is a bad influence on me
• Razzing your table mates is par for the course
• Jay's one liners and obvious observations are super funny to everyone else but me?
• Nick was concocting another get rich quick scheme - oye
• It was time well spent with friends
• teasing Dee and/or Pam is so much fun!
• staying up late is bad for my health (so is Pizza) but I still did it
• lack of sleep can kill a person (or just about)

I tried...

I spent my lunch hour trying to buy sneakers today.

I say "try" because I have cash in my pocket, I was ready to put it out and leave it behind so long as I found the right sneaker.

Alas, the Queen could not, due to the difficult and non-caring staff they hire. I started at one spot and tried on every sneaker they had, they really pushed one brand hard and everyone of those were uncomfortable, a sneaker should not be uncomfy, they are full of poop when they say it will be tight at first and will stretch, that is bull pucky!

I explained to the first staff member what I needed and was looking for, mainly support and extra cushioning (I am carrying a lot of weight on these tootsies ya know). This young buck said "its not cushioning you need"...oh really...what is it? He then turned around and said "this sneaker would have the cushioning that you need". Nice young man, nice!

The next girl was a NIKE freak! Nice but I'm not sure yet.....she just kept pushing.

I then went to a 2nd store where they had all the same stuff only higher priced, except one pair I really wanted to try on. The salelady comes up and says can I help you? I say "yes I'd like to try these on in an 8". She comes back and says "I don't have an 8 would you take a 9?"

I look at her, roll my eyes and say "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

I used to love buying anything, now its not so much fun anymore, it is hard work.

I really want sneakers but those sales people keep getting in my way and I need them to go get me sizes out back.

Here's a thought, why not list what sizes you do have beside each one, that sure would narrow my search options down.

Stop That!!!

Read this: http://www.ktvb.com/news/localnews/stories/ktvbn-oct1309-dennis.211ca89f0.html

Are you as disturbed as I am by reading this? At Costco, I mean really? You could insert any public area and it would still be wrong.

Regardless of his occupation, albeit a teacher of young people should be pretty darn careful what they do for others to see, this is NOT something anyone should be doing in public places!!!!

Its entirely inappropriate to say the least. Maybe “Proper Etiquette” should be discussed in our school systems again?

Although I can’t imagine a teacher bringing up the topic of “Appropriate places/times to masturbate”, that just sounds wrong too?

Long Weekend

I love a 3 day long weekend. Although I am sad to say it is over.

Its been a busy one with a trip to KingsLanding, a trip to the USA for coffee and goodies, some Christmas shopping from the Wooden Magno and a day of cleaning and cooking so we could enjoy our turkey dinner.

I love Thanksgiving although I hate what happens after this holiday - snow!

We had ice pellets on our deck from last night, hubby says he was woken by them while watching the hockey game? Yes he said watching the game (through his closed lids).

Another week is about to start and I look forward to it.

Happy Thanksgivining Everyone!

Time, time, and more Time

I feel like time is passing me by. I'm going here, I'm doing this and that. I am literally the hamster on the wheel - again.

I love doing everything I am doing but this beautiful long weekend has me busy all over again. We had to figure out when to have Turkey.

Now its of no fault of anyone else but our own but I sure wish the weekend was longer.

Lets Talk About....

S E X !

I discovered this pod cast called "Cherry TV" and its hilarious....really women, if you have Ipods itunes)...check it out..you wanna learn a thing or two its very "educational". Guys have your lady friends check it out! Its for you own good. (wink, wink)

So I'm not sure whats going on this week at work but I have had more "sex" talks with co-workers than ever......about anything and everything.

You know how you are chattin' and then all of the sudden someone says something "intimate" - you laugh and then more info comes out....yeah like that.

I have one co-worker that is PeRvee, I am always shakin' my head at them. Nothing gross or anything just always has the brain in the gutter.

Now I am usually too prudish to make the comments but how can you help not to working with these pervs? They are funny....the stuff they say.

I had one guy come into my office yesterday and say "you want me", I said "yeah sure come on over here", he says "should I shut the door", I say "no you'll only be a few seconds anyway, you never take very long"...well the laughs and giggles that caused.....geez guys.

This morning we discussed what someone should name their shower head......we all agreed on "Skippy Beaver"....yep it seemed to fit.

'Vibs' are not off limits either......OMG! Our office is full of kinky, sex addicts....no wonder we have so much fun at work......(wink, wink)...LOL

I Want to Throw up....

Every single time the news comes on and they talk about that guy who killed his newborn infant son.

Each and every time they say he stabbed the baby boy through the heart and he explains the baby's body went limp almost immediately!

PHUCK! SHUT THE HELL UP! ITS GROSS, TERRIBLE AND FREAKS ME OUT THAT SOMEONE CAN BE SO SICK, SICK, SICK!!!

I have chills every single time I hear this. I started turning the radio off.

His "girlfriend" didn't want the department of SD to know, um why? why did she need to conceal it? If you have to hide something then there is a reason your hiding it, there is more to it.

Crack Heads! Idiots! Freaks! YOU KILLED A BABY WITH YOUR BARE HANDS!!!!!!!!

That tells me these 2 individuals were screwed up, for the BOTH of them to figure this would be a good idea....I mean really? Where is your logic? Your morales?

He did it because she was going to kill herself? Hmmmm I wonder why she was going to kill herself? Maybe because her life really was that insignificant - probably. She should have, if it meant the baby or her.

A baby boy (innocent I might add) was brought into this world so they could kill him. Do you know how many wanna be moms lie awake at night wishing so hard they could have a baby? Do you? No and you don't care! Bastards!

Give the baby to anyone, just don't hurt him, don't hurt him, don't hurt him.......I don't know the laws in this province to giving a child away but do it, let someone love him!

ok enuff, I can't think about this any second longer!

Happy 1 Month Anniversary 2 Me!

One Month ago today..........I joined the gym!

Yep pretty proud of me for doing it, I go minimum 3 times per week (I've been a keener and going 4). Hee Hee!

I am very proud of myself and I feel good about it. Very good in fact.

I am over-coming that feeling of I don't belong - somewhat.....and I am branching out and trying my best and making the most of my visits.

The scales aren't falling by any means but I've lost 7 lbs and I know I've gained muscles (boy do I know) so my friend and I figured out that if I lost 7 lbs every month for 12 months that would be......84 lbs. Putting me underweight!

So I'm on the right track and I like it. Some days its a struggle but I have a few friends who are there and between us we can work with each other...>I know we can.

Like Les I want to be in a better place next year. Life is a highway and I finally want to bike it rather than ride in the backseat of a car =)

Can't Fool Me or Break me Down

OMFG! That child, that child, that child......why the hell are kids so much of a fuckin' pain in the fuckin' ASS?

That child thought she could break me down, she really absolutely did! What a dumb notion that was. Totally dumb, she only pissed me off more. You can't win, resistance is futile.

It has not been 1 month since school started and DD has pulled out all the stops in one evening.

Let me set the scene...

Monday night, in my kitchen, at the table - for 2 fuckin hours!!!

Homework for the week consists of 3 double sided sheets of work (2 math, 1 literacy), 5 spelling words, and 10 mins of reading every day. Thats it - for the week!

So on Monday night I say...choose 1 sheet to do (she did - Math). She completes the first side with a little bit of encouragement required.....great...the 2nd side, the first 3 items were easy, counting by 1, filling in the blanks. It was the next 3 questions that caused all the problems.....the first one said: Count by 2's from 12 to 22, then Count by 10's from 30 to 90, lastly count backwards from 60 to 35 by 5's.

Now that last one, took 40 minutes!!! Yep 40 minutes. Do you know how pissy I get with 40 minutes of fighting? Super Pissy! She was not willing to try, not willing to talk about it, nothing. When I finally said:

Mom: "you know what I would do? I would take a scrap peice of paper and go forwards, you can count 35-60 right?"

DD: Yes

Mom: Then do that

DD: Wah but that won't work either

Mom: why not

DD: Cuz it won't be backwards

Please someone shoot me in the fucking eyeball please!!!!

She ended up with 2 time outs, 2!

She lost TV, she lost me reading to her, she lost EVERY FUCKING THING!

I became very nasty and made her do more, more, more...you want to fight and be a big PITA for a battle you will ultimately lose then you will pay the piper in dividens.

So I spoke with her teacher yesterday. She was apauled by the reaction I told her I received over the homework. Of course she was.....because little miss cherub isn't like that right? WRONG!

I even told her I thought DD didn't deserve her reading level either. Her reading is terrible.

The teacher verified that DD can read very well, she is a "star" at math and literacy and is in the very top of her class. Although she does not take her time to ensure quality and pride into her work. That was the ONLY thing the teacher wants from her...what?

This lazy kid at home is a star at school? WTF? Someone save me.

So last night the child did her homework with her father, whom I warned if she makes one side remark no TV no Brownies...Last week he took away TV and let her earn it back all within 15 minutes...yes Genius that was a stellar performance!!!! Way 2 Go! totally worked - NOT! He was given the death sentence if he so much as fucked up this homework review.

I have Good News to report! The child saved her life last evening and completed all her work in the 20 minutes alloted for homework, she kept her TV for bed, she went to Brownies and cuddled with us before bed.

Tonight, round 2....we'll see how it goes. I will break that child down if its the last thing I do, she will do her homework and she will do it right!!! That I promise her!

Keep on the Sunny Side of Life....

Do any of you remember the Aubrey Hanson show on CFNB every Saturday AM at 6 or 6:30 am when you were a kid? I used to climb up in between my mom and dad and lay there and listen to this show, they started and ended the show with this song.......its a good childhood memory.
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By: June Carter Cash
Songwriters: Carter, A P; Garrett, Gary

Well there's a dark and a troubled side of life.
There's a bright and a sunny side too.
But if you meet with the darkness and strife,
The sunny side we also may view.

Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side,
Keep on the sunny side of life.
It will help us every day,
it will brighten all the way,
If we keep on the sunny side of life.

Oh, the storm and its fury broke today,
Crushing hopes that we cherish so dear.
Clouds and storms will in time pass away.
The sun again will shine bright and clear.
Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side,
Keep on the sunny side of life.

It will help us every day,
it will brighten all the way,
If we'll keep on the sunny side of life.
Let us greet with a song of hope each day.

Though the moments be cloudy or fair.
Let us trust in our Saviour always,
To keep us, every one, in His care.
Keep on the sunny side,
always on the sunny side,

Keep on the sunny side of life.
It will help us every day,
it will brighten all the way,
If we'll keep on the sunny side of life.
If we'll keep on the sunny side of life.

Stoopid

I've heard time and time again about that terrible baby brain we all get. The jokes, that we pushed out our brain when we gave birth.

Well I think I may have?

Did you know my 7 year old is smarter than a 5th grader. Yep, she is a genius, with only being in GRADE 2.

Last night she found herself in a whole heap of trouble and I suspect tonight will be the same.

My spawn believed that she knew better than I did.

Boy was she wrong!

Especially when she was punished twice in her room with the door closed both times. (snicker - you so picked the wrong chick to piss off).

Then I was so mad I told her since she spelled spelling (spilling) and literacy (liteacy) wrong from the first day of school and I've been telling her all along to take her time and she did not I made her write those 2 words out 10 times each as well.

You want punishment - you got it!

She lost her TV and thought she could be good for 5 minutes and earn it back - as her father has done that in the past.

I'm not daddy little girl.

I was so mad. She cried and cried about no TV - I threw a book at her and said "here do something else like read"....

She fell asleep with the book on her chest. Can't wait for tonights battle....bring it on baby! Bring it on!

Where 2 Begin?

I have 2 issues I want to discuss in this post. So I'll just start with what happened first..

Last Sunday while at mass the priest was moving right along in his sermon when while giving his...whatchamacallit.....epilogue maybe? Anyway, he brought the topic around to babies and invited the parishners to stand outside the Morgantaller clinic in protest against killing fetus'. Now I am not going to discuss the right and wrong of abortion BUT when I drive by on Monday morning and all the seniors citizens are standing outside the clinic with their rosaries I do have a problem with that. Luckily my daughter did not look up and say "mom whats an abortion?" because at that point I would have hi-jacked his sermon and had something to say....I was mighty tempted after mass to let him know it was very inappropriate but when you encourage your seniors to go out there and stand and do your (God's) dirty work I do, I didn't see him standing out there? I was not impressed. Especially since it was a pre-lude to "Family Fun Day" I mean really, you had a church full of children of all ages. Do we need to educate them a little more on how life sucks and that sometimes people abort babies for various different reasons? I don't think so?

My 2nd topic is MacKenzie Phillips - Holy Shit! Are you shocked? I know I am? The fact her father had sex with her for a span of 10 years and she eventually consented for this to take place? The drugs the parties.....the one question Oprah failed to ask is about the mother. Why was she living with dad only when they split? Why did he choose her to be his love machine? Holy Shit! That is some messed up stuff.

Do I believe her, hell yeah. Crap that made my jaw drop. I feel very sad for her, she lost her life to sex, drugs and rock n roll at a high price.

My Confession - I am such a Sinner!!!

Forgive me Friends for I have sinned this early in the morning......

I lied to my daughter.

Yes I lied to her.

She wanted to know about the clip on baby Wesley's belly (her teacher from last year had a baby - she sent in pictures).

I told her that is how mom & baby are connected, that is how the baby gets nourishment, blood and everything they need to survive while inside mommy. When the baby is born that cord is cut off which makes that big clip on there, it falls off in a few day and vola - a belly button. (The story should have ended at this point but oh no.....)

B:Where does the rest of it go?

Me:Rest of what?

B: The Imbilical Cord? Do you keep it.

Me: Yes some of it.

B: Where did they put the cord back mom?

Me: Into my belly.

B: So I came out of your stomach?

Me: Yes

B: They cut open your stomach?

Me: Well....yeah?

B: I came out of your stomach, they cut the cord and they put it back inside you? Did it hurt?

Me: Well you know when you fall off your bike and it hurts, but then 30 minutes later you get back on? Yes

Well its like that, sure it hurts but because I had you I didn't even notice the hurt, it went away.

B: Cool I came out of your belly.

Me: Yep ya did!

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I thought, if Lee rolls over and calls me out I'm smothering him right then and there.

My heart was beating fast. I was sure she was going to ask for a peek at my scar!

OMG!
OMG!
OMG!

I wasn't ready for the whole "natural birth" talk.

Should I have? Did I play that out wrong? I didn't have time to think?

I didn't feel she cared or needed to know. Babies come out of bellies - period! Right?

Puffy Chest, Big Head

I just got the call all parents would love to have from the Principle....

When the phone rang and I picked it up and he said "this is the Principle" my heart stopped, my jaw dropped until he said "everything is just fine, nothing wrong, this is a good call".

Um ok?

He called to tell me that my DD was standing in his office and that she was sent down to his office because her teacher felt she needed to be awarded with an acknowledgement of her excellent acheivements.

Those achievements this week were:

• Exemplary Kindness
• Exemplary Politeness
• Helpful to her classmates and her teacher
• Extreme Leadership

HIS words - NOT mine!

Hows that for a call from the school? Huh? Huh?

Yesiree, I am grinning from ear to ear...it is sure nice to know when your not around you know you did something right.

Today I am thankful for my little girl and all that is and all that she will become in the future!

It has been a few days since I blogged. Not sure what I want to blog about? It has been a roller coaster kind of week.

With school starting, a new after-school care provider, a bus ride. Car-pooling again. Organizing our time schedules. It sure can make you crazy.

Last week our goal was to get our girl in bed by 8pm, asleep before 9pm, this week she goes into our bed at 7:30 we read a book, eat a popsicle, watch some tv and we cuddle, where she is asleep by 8:20. yeah! She is waking up in the mornings by herself, we do not have to shake her awake. Such a blessing.

We had friends stop by last night and it was 8:30 before we got our kid into bed, they had their girls with them. Can't very well send a kid to bed with kids sitting in the kitchen....

What do you dress a kid in for clothes this time of year? My goodness, I have no clue. It has been layers but she is dying to wear long sleeves so today I gave her the green flag. Whatever!
I am sure the warmer clothes will be fine....which reminds me I totally forgot to put a change of clothes in her bag. Good Grief there is so much to do.

Anyway its Thursday and I am happy for that....not sure when we'll hit the FREX but hopefully soon.

Men! Can be such Arse-holes

Why is it Men feel they need to play the alpha-male syndrome? What the hell is wrong with them? I work in a male dominated sector and some of these men can drive me right up the wall on any given day.

You do not have to be a jerk because you don't like the fact I said "no", what are you 6 years old freak-tard?

Give me a GD break! You make me want to be a bitch to you......waltzing into my office with your fists on your hips telling me "to do it now" is not going to get you anywhere with me, and don't try to brow beat me or force me to do anything....although those idiots have tried time and time again only to find out that by going to my manager only finds them at fault. Ha! You dumb ass. What did you think? That you were right?

Women can and are right! Just cuz you think we are weak and for some reason you think we are stupid, we are NOT! I make you look like an ass on a regular basis....but keep trying I am sure you'll get one over on me at some point.

If you did what you were asked to do we wouldn't be having this convo.

Condescending attitudes are totally going to make me bring out my whacking stick, you can talk tech-no-babble all you want but it doesn't make me think your SMRT it makes me think your trying to make me fall asleep from your drony voice that sounds like bullshit to me.

Go ahead and try, I dare you....although my manager won't be happy once he finds out what you've done......since he's talked to most of you a few times about your dumb ass ways!

If your so smart how is you keep doing everything backwards, wrong or in a really stupid manner? hmmmm, interesting.....and you thought you were right, smart, and superior.

Your not! I am your equal, this is an office setting, not a cave, act like your a professional and I'll put MY club down.

First Day of School

Phew! Finally the first day of school.

Although the eve before had me in quite a dither I think I am over-coming it now.

Do you remember your first days of school, any of them?

Now the kids know who their teachers are before hand, they all know what they want to wear, who they are hoping they see.......it is quite a procedure.

I find now since my daughter is going to school the past 3 years have upset me just as much as my own first days....

This morning (and last night) I was going to throw up! I felt like I was totally going to woof my cookies.

Every first day of school for me was a panic.....I threw up every first day of school from grades 1 - 11, not sure why grade 12 I got off scott free but for 11 years each first day made me hurl.

I sure hope I can calm my stomach down for my daughters sake?

Pleasure & Pain

This end of week comes with pleasure and pain....

Pleasure because I am camping this weekend, pain because it is the last of the summer.

Pleasure because school starts and my DD can stop bumming to wear her new clothes, pain because school starts.

Pleasure because I have a Rebel to try out for a few weeks, pain because I am nervous

Pleasure because it is Friday and a long weekend, Pain because it will be over too fast.

Pleasure because I get to hang out with good friends this weekend, pain because it will be weeks before I see them again.

A New Day

As of Sunday my committments to my ball teams have ended. It is bittersweeet. I really do hate saying good bye to them, all 26 kids are special to me. Everyone of them made leaps and bounds this year......the party was fun and all of the kids walk around so proud with their medals on their chest....way too cute.

We announced that we are not caring for a younger team and opened up the opportunity to anyone who is interested in taking it over with my help extended to them the first year. Haven't heard from any takers yet.

This week has us planning for our last weekend of camping...the campground is having a yard sale, each camper brings their own items and you sell them at your campsite. Last year we sold $85 worth - not bad. I already have a truck full of items....I informed my daughter that anything that belongs to her that sells is her money....she has been loading up the boxes of items to sell - SCORE! Mama is one smart cookie.....yee haw!

Although she is looking forward to buying items at the yard sale as well. Oye!

Crying @ Wal-Mart

You would not believe the evening I had last night. It left me crying in my car.



I had a list, I was on a mission and was to be home by 7:30pm.



Well......



My list was to run into Wal-Mart pick up the Ball Team Pictures (all 26 of them), get some juice boxes and last minute items for the party on Sunday.



Then go to Sobeys for my fruit and veggies needed for the weekend.



Nope I never made it to Sobeys.



I went into Wal-Mart back to their photo lab to get my team photos only to find one child was cut in half, the on-line upload cut her off - not when I was ordering but during printing. They expalined it is a new glitch to the on-line service....I said "well fix it", I want 26 team photos....oh but we can't recall orders. You'll need to reorder in a 4x6 and we will scan it and print it for you.



Ok great I have my net book with me....I'll go out into the parking lot and upload...um yeah no I won't, no wireless there.....so I call home and explain to "him" what he needs to do, yeah a monkey could have done this quicker...I really should have just talked to Bailey, she would have done it for me.

So I slowly and painfully talk him through it, did I say slow and painful? Thats because I cannot come up with better descriptive words. I was talking through my teeth at him and I was freaking out - to say the least......

I go back into Wal-Mart, it came out and they are working on it - FOR THE NEXT HOUR AND 15 MINUTES they try scannign it and lining it up although they can't get it to scan right..WTF? Oh they told me that when they scan it if it it doesn't fit in the window perfectly they need to start over, yep some program...nice.

I walked around that store talking myself down, my eyes teared up many times in the housewares section. I just wanted to go home finish burning the movies, pack my clothes and snuggle with my girl.

When I finally got the pictures the picture was not true colors like the first one and they were going to send me on my merry way...um oh no your not! I want money back chick.

I say "um what about money refunding?" She says you already paid? Yeah I paid for something that was suppose to look good, this does not and I'm not satisfied with having to spend the last 1.5 hours in here for soemthing I ordered ahead of time, not that I'm blaming you its Wal-Mart and their screw up on the on-line software.....Wal-Mart owes me money back for a crappy job not done right"

She says well, we'd better go up to the front......what do you want to pay for each photo? I say "no more than 50 cents, thats all they are worth".

She says "ok"

Up front we go....I get my money back and I head to the car, its 8:30 by this point and I sit there and cry...my phone rings, its HIM and he says "when you comin' home, tell them to go to hell"....I hang up without saying a word and just cry, I drive away with blurry vision......

What the hell did I do to deserve this? OH right! I forgot its cuz Murphy has nothing on me - again!

FAKER

Every time I try to be super duper nice I feel like I am being fake.

Do you know those people who are SUPER nice and have the itty bitty girly voice who are always postive and THE nicest person ever? You think (or at least I do - what the hell are they smokin'?).

I just got off the phone with someone whom I have to be VERY "careful" with, this person will freak out and take everything I say or do the wrong way and when I said bye I took a step back and said to myself "you sound like a fake freak".....gawd!

I said it to be cheery but I felt I sounded fake.

Do you also know those people who always see the glass half full, there are no bad people just bad situations and circumstances?

I want to be like that - not totally but I'd like a little of that attitude.

My point is I am cynical, I am a realist and no I don't like people, I think they are dumb, nobody thinks first, they do then think, people are not respectful of other people period!

So when I say I feel fake, I mean I sound fake to myself when I'm trying to be nice, I guess I've been so sarcastic for so long being any other way sounds silly. I honestly feel foolish when I try to be nicey, nice to people.

One More Day...

What would you do with One More Day? If you could share only a few more hours with someone who is gone?

Mitch Albom's novel For One More Day is a tale of Chick Benetto who attempted to kill himself after losing his entire family due to his drinking. He morphed back where his mother met him.

He spent the day with her going from person to person. Asking her questions, receiving unanswered questions.

Who would you spend One More Day with? What would you ask them? What would you tell them?

If I had one more day with only one person it would be my Grammy Parker and I would hug her so tight and just listen to her sing and talk to me......just to have her near me would be so special. I didn't know what I had until she was gone.

Like Your Any Better....

Had a ball game last night. We had a great team, the kids were raring to go. We put them out in the field with the coaches at each base helping everyone.

The kids let most of the balls go right past them, they haven't got the concept to step in front of the ball yet....it will come, you can warn them the ball is headed their way but for the most part....they aren't fast enough or have the skills yet.

They are always running after the ball.

So I over hear a comment "All of those coaches in the field and they aren't saying anything". Really they aren't saying anything? We talk til we are blue in the face, do they listen? Hell no. Coaches don't say anything, all I do is talk, all they do is talk, constantly helping the kids, preparing them for the ball. Even when they do stop the ball they stand there with it and don't throw it to first base. Cripes what more can ya do.

Maybe you could practice with your kid when they aren't on the field?

Better yet...why don't you come out onto the field and see what you can do? Heaven forbid the kids figure some shit out on their own......they are young, thats what we are doing, creating an environment for them to learn in, thrive in. They all have their own strengths and abilities.

As coaches I believe we can only do so much before the child has to meet us half way. Another year behind their belt and they'll be that much better. Its called a progression.

So don't go dissin' the only people who are willing to do give it their all for your children.....there would be nothing if there wasn't ball for the last 3 years thanks to us coaches!!!

grrrr! I work dang hard at making this team what it is, I stress over it, we coaches strategize as to who needs what skills, we work on everything, summers are dedicated to those kids so at the end of the year we see they have improved and they have...as coaches so have we.

Wanna see my boo boo?

It hurts as bad as it looks......

Beer Makes U Braver

I firmly believe this now. Its very much true. My leg tells all the story.

I played 3 games of softball on Saturday, consumed adult beverages for the better part of the day. Our last game at 6:30 found me hitting over the boys heads in the outfield (my best hits of the day)...did I ever mention I love watching a girl hit over a guys head in the outfield because he moved in too far? Yep my favourite thing is to watch them run after it....tee hee.

I'm playing 2nd base - my usual spot. 3rd basemen throws the ball and side arms a little too far to the right...I go after it, it drops and I don't have time to get to my base so I hit the dirt and crawl to the bag, in time to get her out on the force base tag. Yeah me! She almost tramped on my head in the process but I got there.

But not without some scars. My left calf tells the tale. I'll take a picture of it. I did some damage there and filled my leg with dirt and blood. Nice!

The boys all laughed and said "you'd better clean that off", well me being me took my Smirnoff Ice and poured it down over, luckily I was intoxicated enough to not feel it.....although the next day was a different story.

Not only could I not walk / move my leg was throbing from my little incident! What was I thinking...I'm not 20 anymore.....god damn that hurt. Still does.

Yep Beer makes U Braver!

Randoms...

One should not indulge in adult beverages on a work night

One should go to be earlier rather than going through piles and piles of pictures of kids that aren't her's

My (hope to soon be) SIL is teaching a Zumba class tonight, she and I are so excited, just like little kids

I cannot wait to hook up with my brother and his GF before class and chat

I have received the seal of approval (thumbs up) on my frozen margarita's, I believe the exact words were "the best I've ever had"...yep there you have it folks......I could be in Mexico making margarita's for Jimmy Buffet

The summer is quickly coming to an end and I am not happy about that

My calendar is full

I really enjoy having everyone over to my deck after ball practice, the kids are great and we have so many laughs

I really enjoy seeing my ball kids achieve and learn, it is such a warm n' fuzzy feeling inside

I wish I had more than 2 weeks off in the summer, I might buy more days for next year?

Hummus has become my fav lunch food

I know somebody who is going to have a baby and I am thrilled, I cannot wait to plan the baby shower

I ran out of Camp Stupid tickets and the stupid people keep surrounding me, they even have my phone number!

I have a parcel to pick up at Sears

Michaels has a whole bunch of SB supplies on clearance (chipboard and stickers)

My Director has asked me to plan her daughters wedding for next year.....I said no thank you

I am playing ball this weekend

My allergy shot is tomorrow - I only have 1 whole year left...yeah! (sarcasm there)

My tri-ceps hurt and my legs are sore.....nice!

E-mail is piling up on me

The office is quiet with everyone on vacation, got caught up on tons of stuff

I am hooked on the Beatles lately, cannot get enough of them.

Picking up medals tonight (ball)

I have 1400 water balloons for our ball party

Soon we'll be camping at Yogi

Friends of ours just bought a big ass camper - yeah them!

BB 11 is tonight! Will Jeff use the coup d'tat or not?

JOY

I am having a fantastic weekend. I haven't stopped since Friday.

Drinks with Friends Friday night.

Hanging out with my Brother and his GF. Who by the way has me learning so very much. I never knew you could eat cactus...it is very tastey. Cactus fruit - another new item....loved it. Her infectious laughter. They are so much fun to be around. Who knew my brother was this much fun?

This morning she and I hit the gym for a Zumba class. We had a blast. It is a few years old in Ontario, she will starting as a instructor at her local gym in September for Zumba. Well she gets to try it out here in Freddy Beach first. Instructors are hard to come by and they want Miriam to teach a class Thursday night.....yeah! I cannot wait...she will be so great.

Soon they will be arriving for a special dinner. I cannot wait to spend the evening with them.

*sigh*

I wish they lived closer......

Good News!

Just talked to my dad.....he did not receive bad news.....this is a good thing!

Thursday means.....

It is the day before Friday!

The weekend is mapped somewhat mapped out - another busy one....

It is a sad day today that a member of our community will have his funeral.

My dad will more than likely receive bad news.

I have T-Ball tonight with my big kids. We are going to have 300 water balloons to play with.

I dread hearing the phone ring today.

I meet my new motivator. That is one plus to my day.

Its Thursday and its beautiful, soak up the sun.

Its Wednesday

Its Wednesday - Hump Day!

Do you know what that means?


Its almost the weekend.

Enjoy the day......hopefully tomorrow won't be a sour day.

Another visit to the funeral home.....

How? Why? What the hell?

I got the call an hour ago...from a friend- telling me someone we know has passed away - suddenly.....

From a heart attack.

How can that be? He's 44 years old.

How can someone who is 44 years old die? Well they can.

I gotta say that if I knew I had 11 more years to live I'd be living my life differently...in some ways.

So why put things off....another day may not be coming?

I'm shocked!

Doesn't Matter if Your ....

Black or White...or does it? (like my Michael Jackson reference there?) =)

Well its the truth!

To some, I guess it matters. I laid in bed last night and as always watch AC 360 on CNN. They were discussing (um bashing) a woman (white) whose home had been broken into while she was at home. She called 9-1-1 and the police came. The man was caught, he was a Black man.

The media in the past 3-4 days has been all over her white arse because the burgular said "its because I'm Black". OMG! Are you serious buddy? No its not because your Black, its because you were in her home uninvited!

They played the 9-1-1 call and when she described him.....she never said his skin color, she gave his heigth, build and what clothing color he was wearing....not once was his color a factor.

It doesn't matter, he was a thief! White or Black! Doesn't matter, white people steal too.

Rev. Al Sharptin (sp? Mr. Blabbermouth) was on there, going on and on about racial rights and Black peoples rights. I am sick and tired of people playing the "Black Card" or the "Minority Card", we are suppose to be a democratic society where we vote and its all fair, but my goodness, it sure the hell isn't. Where the minority rules and burgulars have rights? What? How?

Then they moved to Texas where white supremist and black supremist are fighting and its just a big mess.

I litterally was pissed off while trying to go to sleep.....

Seriously people......move the hell on, they are PEOPLE. I said to my husband, who the hell came up with the idea in the 1600's to take Black people and say "you are my slave"? What the hell is up with that? Oh because the "white man" was educated? Apparently NOT! How many of those old sick white bastards had illigitimate children with those Black women? Wow! You didn't hate the Black women so much now didja?

I think its disgusting that this day in age, here we sit with KKK and Nazi this and Black people that.

I'm sure Jesus is up there shaking his head saying "OMG! What the hell is wrong with these people dad, they are all dumb asses"....

Yep that's what he's sayin'

Common Sense isn't all that Common anymore...

I am listening to the local news and they are reporting on the new government laws that are being put in place for all team sport coaches, schools, any facility carrying children in a passenger van.

I am sitting here rolling my eyes.......why you ask? I was a teen who played high school sports whom travelled in a passenger van, in poor weather no less. Why? Because the 2 coaches of each team decided to run the game regardless of weather. Smart eh?

That is the problem here, yes it also counts that the coaches who are running 15 passenger vans are licensed and capable of driving a larger vehicle with about 12 of our valuable children on board but really the major factor lies on the coaches who have no common sense running our children on the icy roads, just to play a game.....a "game" that is what they call it, no less the verb ahead of it is "play".

Check the weather reports, my favourites list on my internet has about 8 different weather sites with radar loops and all. 2 hours before leaving you can't be watching that?

I feel terrible those children lost their lives at Bathurst High School. I cannot say it was due to the coaches driving or the road conditions but I will say that poor coach will have to live with this tragedy the rest of his life and that is not worth it. Not one bit, he lost his wife's life and many mothers no longer have sons. I bet he is regretting the decision to drive back to Bathurst on that one fateful night.

As a coach "YOU" are responsible for those children. YOU make the final deciscions on what is best for everyone. YOU decide. Not their parents. YOU must make those children's lives your top priority. Although playing the game is fun and important to standings losing childrens lives is not.

Volunteer coaches are invaluable to our children's skill building but those volunteers also have to take full responsibility of everyone involved when making decisions for the team. Lives matter, keep our children safe.

July 28, 1990

Was the day I lost my cousin to drunk driving.

Today is a sad day, a day I will never forget, the morning I received the call I will never erase from my memory.

A call from my boyfriend George telling me that his best friend whom only 5 hours before dropped me off at my house and was dead.

Billy died on this date in the wee hours of the morning. He'd been clean of any narcotics for 3 months (and very proud of that) at the party met up with an old buddy Ozzy.....who of course couldn't do anything by himself.....he kept going on and on to Billy, come on do a hit, do it buddy, come on just this one more time....for old time sake.......

One more time was all that was needed. Billy was 17, graduating that next year, he was headed into grade 12 in September. He was going to trade school the next year...I think he was going to take electrical?

Come to find out Billy gave into Ozzy's plea's to indulge one last time in the drugs, little did we know it was alcohol too. He was messed up. We had no idea......but we knew Ozzy wasn't the best influence on anyone.

So Billy came over to George and I and said he wanted to leave, big pit party out in Dorn Ridge Pits.....I said "you know what, can you just drop me off at home I think its time for me to get out of here?", Billy said "sure hun".....George also was getting dropped off. If I wasn't going then neither was he. What a FAB choice he made that night.

After Billy & Ozzy (the sidekick) dropped us off away they went......almost to the party Billy lost control, hit the culvert (sp?) and he and his "newly souped up" blue camero flew through the air - many feet in the air. Billy had his seatbelt on and the camero caught fire, he burned up with his car.

Ozzy on the other hand flew out the window and walked away without a scratch.

The funeral was 3 days later. The song they played at the funeral was Slaughter - Fly to the Angels. I played that song for days and days after......apparently that song was playing when he died (I don't know that for a fact but I'd like to think it was true). Slaughter was his fav band that summer.....

Every year on this date I can't help but think about that night, how it might have been different had we not gone to the party, partied on our own like we did most of the time, never met up with Ozzy, what if George and I had gone to that damn party too?

On this day I am thinking about my friend and cousin Billy {RIP}. Sadly missed but never forgotten.

This is why you don't do drugs or drink and drive - ever - period - not even 1 drink. This is exactly why? You'll lose control, hit a culvert and die!

U wanted proof? Its in the Puddin'

Here I sit at my computer fuming to high heaven, looking at the Atavan on my desk wondering do I really need it? Its only for flying, don't do it!

Well I'm sure you all thought it was funny when I named my blog this but lets put it to the test.....read back, just see how Murphy is has lost this fight.....and oh lets talk about my newest Murphy-esque adventure.

Tball is suppose to be right now as we speak! But there is a tournament that because they drink so much on Saturday's they didn't get started until 10:30, who starts a tourney at 10:30? Really come on.....lord help me.

So I went over and I let them know my perdicament. They said they'd try.....uh huh...lord help me to stay calm.....because its men they think they are the only ones who exsist in this world....really please....I've got little kids.....

So the field coordinator calls me late this morning to say he's been over and it will be 6 before they can be done....ok fine.

I leave a voicemail for parents letting them know do not come before 6:30.

Well I was just over there, the field is mud bog and everyone is sloppin drunk. They say well the last game just started and it will be an hour and half. (stay calm, stay calm)...I say well alright....we'll come over and hope for the best......

He says yeah whatever! Someone else told them they could have the field til 7pm, not the coordinator......but whatever...they don't care anyway....

Here I sit looking at my atavan!

Eeee-Di-otZ

I just received an e-mail from daughters Celtic Camp teacher....I have no idea how I find these people but I swear to god I'm like a heat seeking missile for idiots. I'm drawn to them.

Back in May we signed her up for camp the end of August. As we do for all summer camp programs.

The message I received was: we did not have enough kids sign up, they can come the week before with all the older kids - sorry - we'll give you your money back.

Well isn't that a fine how do you do? Because everything was planned back in May, nothing is left. Why would there be? I mean really. It isn't the part that is truely does matter if she goes to camp, its the part that they just change things without really thinking through how this is going to mess someone's life up. Oh well whatever!

One other parent e-mailed me back to say she is screwed for child care that week now because of this. I told her my old standard was Kingswood - they are great. So she is going to try that.

What a PITA.....this isn't the first time something like this has gone on either.....all last year my daughters Irish Dance Lesson was at 4:00 Mondays......um yeah I work til 4:30. But only a few of us mom's work as I can see. Or dad is a professor. I guess Irish Dance is for the rich group where only one parent has to work.....good grief.....

I worked every Monday through my lunch to leave early to get her to class...as did 3 other mom's who like me were not happy with the time.

Pin a Medal on my chest and call me Ralph

One week of vacation down and we've only had one day of fun. But its worth it. The amount of work we've accomplished is amazing......the weather has cooperated and our time has been spent doing what needs to get done.

If you think poor us...we did go to Disney in April.

So the hard work is worth it. Although the money we've donated to Home Depot is crazy but I must say their Behr paint is as good as everyone says it is. The Glidden ceiling paint, great. I hardly got any on me.

I'm off to Tball now. I hope to enjoy my new gazebo when I return.....toodles all

Its Official...I am truely a B*TCH

Who would have thunk it? I know I knew it, I've been teasingly called one but when a perfect stranger calls you one......it really warms your heart to the core.

Saturday night while camping we headed up to Choclate Bar Bingo, there were 3 adults and 5 kids. Me and 3 kids went to go find a spot to sit while the others stood in line with our choclate bars to get game sheets and daubbers.

Well.....we found a spot next to another mom who was saving seats and I said "how about here" can we have these spots and she said yep thats great I said thanks a lot....

I said to Sam "put your leg up and I'll put mine up and we'll save the seats for everyone else (we had the other side too).

So this guy comes by with his 3 year old son and says "I was sitting here earlier". I said "um ok" and turned away.

He says "well be bitch"...just like that "well be a bitch"....

I figured I had one of 2 options here

1) stand up and get on my knees and said yes master anything for you oh great penis lover - you big strong man

2) or tell him to stick it up his ass

Which did I choose...you guessed it.

I turned around and said "wow your some family man teaching your boy right arent' ya buddy"

He sat down at the completely empty picnic table behind me.....him and all his friends I guess?

So hubby came and I told him, hubby says "big man talking to a lady like that"

Buddy didnt turn around...

I said (as I was leaning back) "yep he's a big man, I bet he feels so much better now making himself all big and manly talking to a woman like that big man ain't ya"

He didn't turn around

As Chocolate Bar Bingo was ending......I turned around to see he was sitting by himself and just had to say "wow, buddy you sat with all your friends, even your kid left ya...nice your such a winenr".

(his kid left to play on the playground)

When Bingo ended he left so fast.....ya you'd better a-hole before I go all Z-aneezz on yo' a$$

I was pissed. You bastard to say that to a perfect stranger......the woman across from me - the mom said "you don't talk to a lady like that you idiot get a life". Her husband said "I'd better not hear him say a damn thing or he's gonna get it".

Yep the table was pretty pissed at mr pissant! ha! jerk!

I've never seen anyone climb over picnic tables faster to get out...he made a huge mistake.

So if the idiot had left something on the bench don't you think I would have moved on? Well yes but its a free country and I asked the lady across if anyone else was there and she said "nope not now"....um yeah find another spot big man....

boy is his son gonna be a woman beater......nice.

A New Day

Another day has begun. Its a countdown to summer in my eyes.....only a few more days before I an have vacation time.

I hear Mother Nature wants to give us some reprieve in this rain later on this week. I am thankful for that. I will keep my fingers crossed until then.

Have a great week and keep warm and dry.

Intervention

Tell me what would you do if you were put into this type of situation....

I know someone who is close to me but not family who I have felt has had a drinking problem for some time now. This person talks about drinking all the time, is drinking all the time and isn't in a good mood unless they are drinking.

It was funny in the first term but in the past year the signs are very hard to ignore. I know this person has been drinking and driving - I have witnessed it. I also know that I will feel terribly guilty if they hurt themselves or heaven forbid someone else.

What you all need to know is I am dead set against any drinking and driving whatsoever. I came very close to being involved in a scene where my cousin died and the memory of this has never left me. Every July 28th I recall that night that I refused to go to that 2nd party with him, my boyfriend and I went home - he drove us home, while he and his buddy headed to the other party - they didn't make it, the car crashed and my cousin died a horrible death. My boyfriend called me the next morning, we were the last people to see him alive. Since that fateful day I refuse to have one drink and drive ever.

Back to this person I know.....this person called me at 1;30 am last night to tell me they hit a deer and were very drunk and it was totally confidential information they were giving me but again said they were very drunk, I said ok in my stuper and never slept the rest of the night.

Why do people think they are invinceable? What if you killed someone after only having a beer on the way home, one beer can impare some people. Why take the chance of having to live through something like this every single of day of life?

I don't understand it and I want to talk to this person, but now is not the time and I can imagine them becoming very hostile. When is a good time to chat about how much they seem to be drinking? I know this person will be very mad if I attempt this at all but nobody else seems to be saying anything? Do I ignore it and watch until something worse happens and I can say "oh I knew but chose to not get them mad at me?".

I have my own family members who drink and drive and they know I'm serious about it. My own brother has been caught many times and our last conversation was "if you killed my kid I'd stalk you and kill you with my own bare hands". Since then (7 years ago) he has never drove drunk.

Drinking and Driving kills. Remember that. Its not a risk I am willing to take. Ever!

RIP Billy

C U Again....

Counting down the hours till I'm on my merry way to the good ol' US of A.

We leave tonight for the races. We are camping right on the track's property. We are in section "X" I've been told it got its name for a reason...oh boy! It may be too fast for my liking but I have already made plans to have drinks with 3 friends from High School, we've exchanged numbers and they are staying in "X" as well, I know how these are partying - well I did years ago.

I am a little nervous - not sure what I got myself into but with fingers crossed I come home with all my clothes in one peice and haven't been groped. Its all I can ask for at this moment.

Who knows maybe I'll run away with a driver and be a track rat or skank or whatever they call themselves these days, have my sugar daddy. uh huh yeah right.

If you are headed to Bon Jovi this weekend enjoy, my daughter is thrilled to be going. I sure hope the weather is anything but the "R" word.

Enjoy!

Ode

An Ode to the Old Lady....

To that nice old lady who I got behind in the Dollar Store today, who only had 5 items in her big cart....

To the same old lady who asked the cashier what the price of something was (yes I know the prices have changed but those are marked)

To the same old lady who took almost forever to put her goods on the counter for the fast check out girl to add up.

..and to this nice old lady who paid in change that was - in her words "lost at the bottom of her purse"...and yes who was 5 cents short from all that dangly change in her F'ing purse.

For the love of god.....have the change ready at least......oh and I'd like to point out she had a NIKE jacket on and new Skechers sneakers on...I have no idea where the lovely plaid pants were from?

Father's Day

Every Father's Day we visit the graveyards.


We first stopped to see Lee's Dad grave site and drop off a new wreath. DD found it odd that Grammy's name is on the tombstone and she isn't dead, so we explained why.

I have to admit this kid is so comfortable with stuff like this she took pictures of the tombstone, we walked down the line to show here were Grampy's sister was and his parents. She said "Helen" but that is great grammy's name, we explained that daddy's both grammy's were named Helen - isn't that odd? Very interesting.

Both of our dads have the same middle name "Vincent"....another interesting fact.

After that we headed to my hometown to visit my grand parents grave site , my BIL's grave and my SIL's to which I found my brother had not bought a tomb stone yet! I was very upset by this....he just left it as is. I also noticed that her brother and SIL bought the plots right next to her, we laughed because Thelma would have been pissed knowing those freaks were next to her, they hated her and when she was dying they were the ones who tried to trump my brother in the hospital - oh Thelma would swear knowing she'll have to spend eternity next to those 2......oye.

So before we went to mom & dad's I saw my bro was home so we went in. We got caught up on news, he's been very busy and he hasn't called in over a month. I then asked him when he and I were going to pick out Thelma's tombstone, he said 'um I don't know'...I said "I'm going to call around and get prices and then he was going to pay for it", he said I can't afford much, I said stop it right now, you owe her that last respect in life and you are getting her one.....it doesn't have to be a lot but ya are...he laughed and said "sure boss".

I do not think it is fair when people die we forget about them. Thelma deserves more than that.

On a final note.....I "knew" dad had bought a tombstone I hadn't seen it - until yesterday. My mom is so upset by it, it makes her very mad to know her name and DOB is alread etched into it. Well I get that......it was very hard to see their tombstone starring back at me......poor DD didn't understand it. The final explaination was "Grampy doesn't want us to have to pay for it so he got it ahead of time"...ahhh that worked.

I didn't read the names on the stone, it was too hard.

Decorating

I have great big ideas with no money.

I need a new cabinet for over the toilet, I want the $100 one. I am buying that this summer.

Hubby is working on the basement, by the time I am on vacation he is suppose to have the walls ready to be painted. How awesome is that. We are going to buy our flooring at that time too. It won't be put down.

Having the rec room ready will be wonderful. Another room to run away to and get away from the sometimes chaos of trying to get away on your own. Somedays we each have trouble just getting away, the house can be so small at times that we drive each other completely nuts.

With our basement finsihed that will hopefully change all that.

...and increase the value when we go to sell.....hee hee......

Holy Fudgee O's

I am so happy to see school ending. Oh My Goodness!

This year I signed on to be the class Den Mother.......I "thought" it was going to be shared but apparently all the other mom's were super smart and steered clear of that duty.....SMART thinkin' mom's.

Well its a memo I never got - until after I signed up, my Director laughed at me and said "your going to be sorry for doing that".....and she was right......I am.

On Wednesday my daughters class is having a cafe day where the children will be displaying their writing abilities to the parents. The teachers asked me 2 weeks ago if I would contact the class' parents and ask them to contribute items such as coffee grinds, tea bags, juices and assorted pastries......

As per usual I sent out the voice mail to everyone on the list who does not have ROGERS numbers, because those who do cannot accept Voice Mails.....nice! Those people I have to call individually because heaven forbid each person have an e-mail address they keep.

and....as per usual...the same 5 moms called me right away to donate goodies and drinks. Unfortunately this time we are looking at having enough treats for 60 people rather than 30 so we needed the majority of parents to each bring in a little something.

You would think I was asking for their right arm. I had to leave another voice mail "reminding" the parents to contact me, 2 more did - great. I printed off little notes for each child to take home - that rendered nothing - nada I say nada! These parents are impossible!!!

On Friday I asked the teachers if what I had would be enough and they asked me to call more parents (I knew they were going to - groan).....do you know who called me?

2 of the moms who already were donating offering to bring in more.....I told them their offers were more than generous and that I would keep them in mind but I really wanted other parents to help out as well....yes I am determinded I must say....

Tonight I called 6 other parents.....do you know what one mom said...well I'm moving and I can't contribute.....I said "are you coming", she said "oh yes"...I said "great you can swing by the grocery store on your way"....she said "um ok I guess so"......are you kidding me?

One other mom said "well my child is autistic"......oh sorry I didn't realize having an autistic child stopped you from eating or going to the corner store for treats? WTF?

But I have one better.....a parent said to me "I was going to call you back and donate something but I just couldn't think of anything to bring that would be acceptable"...oh really? I say "actually you could pick up a lemon loaf or blueberry loaf and that would be perfect"....she said "well ok if I can find one".....

Oh My Gawd! I thought I might lose it......if nothing else this year has taught me to leave that shit up to someone else......I'll always contribute - unlike some parents I know....good grief Charlie Brown!!!!

Day after Sunday

The start of a new week, already? I know I am shocked too.

Its also the last week of school - hard to believe another year has passed by.

My weekends are more filled than my weeks, all week I cannot wait until the weekend, then Saturday morning comes and I'm rushing out the door. What a vicious cycle.

Oh well, can't wait for the weekend to come.......

L@@K Who Came for a Visit..

Meet Dusty...our North Tay Neighbour...



Our friend "E" came by last week and we were at Sparkes so she came by again tonight to let B see her horse. She is so good with B and is so nice to her. E will do just about anything B asks her to. Since B found out she had a horse E promised to drop by with Dusty.

B was shaking she was so nervous and happy. I ran in to get some apple and of course my camera.

Dusty is so handsome and tame. I could pet him all night.

E made us promise to come out this weekend. Guess where I'll be on Sunday....yep visiting E and Dusty.....I'm sure B will beg to stay there all the time now.


That girl has horse in her blood and I now that is going to cost me money....oh lord! The 2 Grammy's came out in the yard and Great Grammy said "if only Grampy Kinnon was still alive, that child would have a horse to herself"...Yes if Great Grampy were still alive the pony her god parents offered us a few years ago (for free) would be in the barn as we speak. I was like that when I was B's age, I loved the smell of horses, the smell of the sadle...braiding the horses main and tail for parades.....I just couldn't get enough of a horse and the one trait my daughter got from me is my love of horses......poor, poor mommy....

Random Observations

Mr. RCMP officer….you with the 2 kids sitting in the front seat of your van…yeah you…where are your car seats, oh wait, your 2 kids little bums fit on that one front seat….hmmmm can you say "double standard"?

Yo, missy! Going through the turn light, why is it you move pretty slow through that but in the school zone drove 60?

I see nobody likes to be stuck behind the dump truck on the bridge.

Hey you on the bike, cycling your guts out, put the speed up a notch, you’ll get further

The bike lane on York Street, really you think that helps? Most people drive in that lane too

Why is it that my child cannot figure out that freaking out and holding your head is not going to make me stop combing her hair, arm, arm pit.....I just keep going and going and going.....

My kid has not realized that resistance is futile? Really she hasn’t and I have no idea why?

Getting me mad in the morning (note to kid and husband) makes everyone’s morning (day) BAD

Am I being hit on when a perfect stranger (on the phone) tells me he loves my voice and all I have said is “Good Morning”?

We have 3 new men at work…yummy! Eye Candy rocks!

I want to get back on my bike (not to ride up York Street though)

I love my sneakers; they are so pretty and comfy

My daughter is the smartest kid and she surprises me all the time. Her reading level is through the roof

Why is it I feel like I am talking to my husband and child when explaining something to my co-workers? The clients give me the same look – like I have lost my mind when I ask them to do something….and do it right the first time?

Selective hearing works both ways

Facebook Status Shuffle fills my free time and my busy time

I am thankful for my friends and all that they are and all that they do and here’s to good health and forever happiness.

BoRing

My life feels very dull and boring lately....

When someone asks whats new I have nothing to say, absolutely nothing....

Same Shit, Different Day

Its been day 2 since I haven't spoken to my bestest friend in the world...we talk everyday. She's at a wedding for her BIL, the wedding is Wednesday (today - tonight) why a Wednesday you ask? Well when your a minister getting married on Saturday is pretty tough, when your soon-to-be-bride is also a minister getting married on a Saturday could be a cold day in hell. (no pun intended).

I have lots to talk about with her but its just girl talk stuff and such.

My life is busy but pretty ho hum. Not that I'm complaining, for many years there was a ton of drama and crap going on.....

Life is good right, Life is easier......I prefer not to notice the accidents happening along the way, if I don't see it I can't be a witness to it.

Hear no Evil, See no Evil

Monday? Really? Can't Be?

I am shocked that it is Monday again already? What the hell? It was just Saturday.

Saturday night I found myself out with friends having drinks and laughing. Our buddy's sister was home from Maine and she brought her new BF whom she met on Match.com...although she didn't tell mom and dad that......they would have flipped out.

He was hilarious, she kept getting him to say "retaaarded"....and he kept asking us to add "eh" to the end of each sentence and he told me I was the best because I already to it ALL the time they told me......I didn't know that...

We had a lot of fun.

Nick, Lee enjoyed his politics talks too.....the guys name we changed it 3 times he looked like Jesse James (so we called him Jesse for the most part) then he told us he lives with 2 girls in his apartment and so he got Jack the rest of the night......he was a good sport. He kept calling me Kohl's and as you know I'm good with that name.....

He's from Wooster, Mass guess I'll have a reason to go and visit now, if they become serious of course.

It was 1:30am before we got home.....but boy was it fun.

God Save the Statue of Liberty

Look what we got. Isn't she cute.

It will be the next Halloween costume. A green sheet wrapped around will be perfect.

Thank you to a friend who recently was in the USA, she says she couldn't resist.....I love it. Cracked us all up.

Note the flamed torches sticker on the front...yep thats our girl very CANUSA.....

Ohhhh I made a new word....I like it...thats what what we are CANUSA

Pay Day

Anyone who has been on my FB and reading my status' I have been in dire need for a new garbage can.

This is just how bad it is.

Approximately 6 mths ago my husband and I went out one evening leaving my MIL to care for the kid. We came back and she said I broke your garbage can -- we said oh don't worry about it - thanks for coming over looking after B.

Hubby started to look around and dig for the little springy thing that fell off the lid. He even searched the next day.

Whatever no big deal, if you punch the back of the lid it pops right up. So for 6mths we've been doing that.

About a month ago when hubby was away for a week I noticed the punching can wasn't opening the way it should -- that is because the other springy thingy came off so for most of the week I just left the top off the can. 2 days later I notice fruit flies everywhere, why because the weather was warmer and they all were hungry.

I put the cover back on and have been unhappy with my punching can ever since.

For the past 3 weeks I have kept forgetting to get one - well not completely true...I was at one store and they were not what I wanted but after that I just forgot to buy it.

Today is Pay Day and the official day I exit the punching can - hopefully, fingers crossed.

Great Day

What a fantastic day it is....

I am super duper happy today, its like I had happy milk on my cereal this morning......

I got to work and was smiling - a lot...I was teasing with someone before my first coffee was gone?

I was giggling at a really stupid joke.

A co-worker said "man your happy today"....I said "I know it, crazy eh?"

Yep its a good day...and I have no idea why?

But I'm gonna go with it and see where it takes me....

ucked fup

My morning started out wonderful, couldn't be better, DH kissed me good-bye as he woke me up.....he left at 6am, I wake up at 6am.....I jumped up got ready started breakfast and went to get my lovely, sweet child.

I found her all covered up, blankets under her chin and I knew she was already awake so I liked my finger and rubbed her nose...she went "ewwww mom" and then she let go of the blankets (as I do every morning) - what did I find? She (the stinker) was already dressed. She had got up and was super quiet getting dressed, crawled back into bed to surprise me.....well she sure did....what a treat to have her get up and do this without arguing....

She is being punished this week and for the last 2 nights has not had tv. Seems to have changed her attitude immensely. :o)

I get to work and OMG! Hell was out for recess, I swear to god every stupid person known to man is a Developer! I don't know if its a full moon or what but it doesn't seem to matter how many times you explain it they still can't do the simplest of tasks. It caused a full tidal wave and tempers flared - mine included. It wasn't a pretty scene. I was just coming down from that situation when another one started, and then another and another.

My boss was pretty surprised with all the idiots today. I am very lucky to have a great boss. He backs me 100% - when I'm right. :o)

Now if my other boss would just hurry up and get my performance review done I'd be that much better off...with money......rather than without. LOL

have a great day everyone