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!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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?
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?
Monday, June 22, 2009
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.
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.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
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......
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......
Monday, June 15, 2009
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!!!!
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.......
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.......
Monday, June 8, 2009
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....
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....
Thursday, June 4, 2009
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.
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.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
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
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, June 1, 2009
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.
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.
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