24 December, 2011

Merry Christmas, Joxieux Noel, Feliz Navidad, Happy Holidays...

May you, your family and friends have a very Merry Christmas or if you prefer, Joxieux, Feliz Navidad or Happy Holidays!



17 December, 2011

Just Thinking About It...

Well, I've been back from Hawaii for over a week now and last week was a whirlwind.  The other  two ladies in the legal department are out until the New Year with pneumonia, so that has left me doing the work of three people and that itself hasn't left me much time for anything - especially not blogging or Christmas stuff.

I guess it was Wednesday when it dawned on me that Christmas was less than two weeks away.  Here it is now Saturday and I'm still just thinking about Christmas shopping.

I know I'll pull it together before it actually gets here, but honestly, I'd rather be back at the beach...(which I'll report on in detail later)...






01 December, 2011

Bon Voyage...

Don't get excited, I'm not leaving permanently, just departing on a little vacation to Hawaii. I hope to actually have some time stop in and say hello. See you soon!

21 November, 2011

Disclaimers Galore...

So here I am…in body and spirit.  I know it’s been awhile since I’ve been around and you’re probably saying to yourself “who cares”.  Well, I’m back to entertain (or not)…at least for today.
 
I have lots of excuses as to where I’ve been, but the biggest issues in my life right now are the fact that during the day work has been hectic and in the evening I’ve been busy preparing for my Christmas jewelry show next weekend and since Santa hasn’t provided me with any sweatshop elves, I’ve been on my own.
 
So, now that I done with the whining part, let’s get on with the cheesiness…
 
I was busily working away on some stuff here at work and needed to do a little research on some “legal” disclaimers, when I happened upon this great time-wasting website (www.coolsig.com).  Here are some of my favorite disclaimers…I wonder if anyone will notice when I imbed them within the fine print…
 
 
Government Warning: We are corrupt and have sold out to corporate interest. Do not listen to our advice.
 
My opinion is neither copyrighted nor trademarked, and it's price competitive. If you like, I'll trade for one of yours.
 
None of the ideas expressed above are actually mine. They are told to me by Luthor and Ferdinand, the five inch tall space aliens who live under my desk. In return for these ideas, I have given them permission to eat any dust bunnies they may find under there.
 
WARNING: I cannot be held responsible for the above, as apparently my cats have learned how to type.
 
IMPORTANT: This email is intended for the use of the individual addressee(s) named above and may contain information that is confidential privileged or unsuitable for overly sensitive persons with low self-esteem, no sense of humor or irrational religious beliefs. If you are not the intended recipient, any dissemination, distribution or copying of this email is not authorized (either explicitly or implicitly) and constitutes an irritating social fauxpas. No animals were harmed in the transmission of this email, although the mutt next door is living on borrowed time, let me tell you.
 
The opinions expressed herein are not necessarily those of my employer, not necessarily mine, and probably not necessary.

11 November, 2011

Too Boring To Blog About It...

That's it...nothing going on, so I won't bother you with the drivel. In other boring news...it snowed today and with that my life is on the downslide until May. On that happy note - have a GREAT weekend!

02 November, 2011

Canadian Fashion Attire...a repost...

So, in response to the question - what is a toque?  Here is a repost I had done awhile back about Canadian fashion attire...enjoy the beauty of it all....(jealous aren't you?)

There is no escaping the crap that is a Canadian winter and there is no denying the fact that – I am a terrible Canadian. I detest winter so much that I daydream that the Canadian government would realize how terrible of a Canadian I actually am, kick me out of the country, ban me for life from watching hockey and revoke my god-given right to wear a toque or a dickey for the rest of my life.
For those not familiar with Canadianisms a toque is a hat, which is most likely made of wool, knitted in a hideous pattern and colors and perhaps with a baseball size tassel adorning the top. These wonderful items are worn with pride, pulled down as far as possible, to cover your ears and most of your eyebrows, essentially hiding the identity of the wearer. In honesty, there is no pride in wearing this item; they are actually a cold weather necessity, which doubles as a disguise.

A dickey is a turtle-neck sweater without the sweater – just the neck and about an inch or two of fabric surrounding the base of the neck. I think the dickey originated on Christmas Eve and legend has it that the inventor of the dickey was an elderly grandma, too drunk on Christmas cheer to finish the wonderful turtle neck sweater she had set out to knit in time for gifting on Christmas morning.


The rest is fashion history; although fashion is not an essential part of a Canadian winter – survival is and if you want to survive, you better adorn these Canadian essentials.


01 November, 2011

Ten Signs...

I realize it’s technically not winter yet, but I’m fed up already and I haven’t even seen a snowflake yet. 
 
With only one month remaining until I vacate this country for the sunny south, here’s my top 10 list which might indicate you also need a vacation to a sunny, warm destination…
 
1.       “Wind chill” is suddenly the new catch phrase.
2.       You go to work in the dark and you come home in the dark.
3.       It’s the first day of November and you have appointment to have your snow tires put on.
4.       It’s the first day of November and Christmas has thrown up all over the mall.
5.       It’s the first day of November and Vegas bookies have started taking bets on when the first Christmas carol will be played on the radio.
6.       You’ve become emotionally attached to flannel sheets and electric blankets.
7.       The space heater under your desk hasn’t been turned off since September.
8.       You’ve had to go on a scavenger hunt to find your ice scraper, winter boots, mittens and toque (let me know if I have to explain that one).
9.       You’ve switched from drinking margaritas to spiced rum and warm cider, with an extra hint of spiced rum.
10.   Your legs have become so furry; your spouse thinks he’s sleeping with a Yeti.
 
There you have it.  It’s time for a getaway…

18 October, 2011

Exhausted...

I’m tired today.   I’m tired a lot lately and I can’t explain why.
 
I usually get a decent night’s sleep – some are obviously better than others, but for the most part I get a solid 8 hours per night.  Even with that much sleep, I still wake up feeling drained and worn out.
 
I know my current weight probably has something to do with this feeling of exhaustion, but honestly I’m too tired to even think about exercising in the evening.  It’s a vicious circle – I’m too tired to exercise, but the excess weight is causing me to be too tired to do anything else with my life.
 
I’ve always required more sleep than the average person, but unless my work is going to start sanctioning afternoon naps, I’ve got to do something about my current state of exhaustion or else I might find myself without a job and then I’ll have plenty of nap time on my hands. 
 
NOTE:  As I type this, all I can think about is crawling under my desk and pretending to be George Costanza for awhile. If only, I could lie my head down….for just…a little...while….zzzzzzzzzzz*snore*zzzzzzzzzzzz

13 October, 2011

How you doin?

Wow, it’s Thursday already.  I guess that’s what you can expect when Monday is a holiday and then Tuesday was a “sick” day and Wednesday was a catch up day at work from my “sick” day and then suddenly Thursday is upon me and it’s also pay day!    Tomorrow is Friday and then it’s the weekend.  Oh Yeah!!! *insert random dancing here*
 
Thanksgiving with my dad was fantastic.  We had a great time visiting and the weather was beyond anything we can typically expect in Canada this time of year.   I certainly didn’t expect to be wearing shorts and t-shirts all weekend.  I actually had to shave my legs in October – wow!
 
As with any holiday, the downside is the extra tonnage that creeps upon my thighs while I’m sleeping.   I can’t explain it – I purposely avoided regular beer this weekend.   Could it possibly have been the multiple pieces of pumpkin pie with whipped cream?  Nahhh…not a chance seeing how pumpkin is a vegetable…
 
It seems that the chance of seasons has brought us some unwanted visitors at work.  We seem to be experiencing a snake infestation.  Apparently baby snakes are being found randomly throughout the building.  On last count, there have been 5 found.  I’m not necessarily afraid of them, but I certainly don’t want them slithering their way into my purse.  Nothing good could become of that…except screaming and lots of swearing.  Oh wait, that’s just a regular day at the office.
 
And in old news…
 
J got a new job a couple of weeks ago, but hasn’t started it yet.  When he gave his 2 week working notice, his old company told him his services were no longer required and that he didn’t have to come into work anymore.  Needless to say; J was ecstatic by that turn of events because by law, they had to pay him for the 2 weeks that he would have otherwise worked, plus any vacation pay he didn’t use.  So, not only has been enjoying a 3 week vacation before his new job starts, he also gets paid for 4 weeks. 
 
The Boy talked us into a new pet.  Well he talked me into a new pet and I surprised it on J.   The Boy and I are a great team and J didn’t know what the hell happened.  The Boy understood that between his school and job demands a puppy was not feasible, so we went to the local animal shelter and picked out a 7 month old kitten.  On the day we brought him home, he was also neutered, so I’m not sure what traumatized him more – a new home or the loss of his man jewels.   Pictures to follow…
 
I had lunch with an old co-worker a couple of weeks ago.  Seeing her reminded me how much I miss my old co-workers.  I miss their personalities the most and the laughs we used to share.  No one laughs at this new place.  I think they’ve forgotten how to enjoy life.   In my opinion, this job is just a job that pays the bills and puts some money in the bank.  I work to live, not live to work.  Too bad my current co-workers missed that memo.
 
So there you have it – my life in a nutshell (or perhaps pie shell).  What’s be happening with you?

07 October, 2011

Gobble, Gobble...

It's Canadian Thanksgiving on Monday here in Canada and that means: A long weekend; My dad is in town visiting. I haven't seen him in 3D in over 3 years, so I'm excited for that; Fantastic weather. Sunny and warm is what the weather people are saying; Local county fair should make for some great junk food fixins; and of course... Turkey and all the trimmings. On Tuesday, I will commence the self-loathing but until then...have a fantastic weekend!

05 October, 2011

Living The Dream…Somewhere in an Alternate Reality…

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about my future.   Not necessarily next week or next month, but where I’ll be in 10 years from now. 
 
At present, I’m working towards the goal of being debt and mortgage free in about 6 years, but then what?   I certainly won’t be able to retire at that time because I won’t have any substantial savings in which to support myself. 
 
After the debt free goal has been attained, I still plan to buy a vacation property in the Caribbean, but I’ll only be able to enjoy a couple of times per year because I’ll still have to work to pay for the vacation home.
 
It would be fantastic if I could simply work in the Caribbean, but my options for employment will be hindered by the whole work visa issue.
 
Another option I’ve been toying with to avoid the whole work visa issue is to simply buy an existing business in the Caribbean.  But what business could I possibly be qualified to run, that would make me enough money to live and also enjoy?  Hmmm, a restaurant, a B&B, a hostel, a dive shop?  The opportunities and my dreams are endless, but my pocketbook isn’t.
 
I need to stop whining and be thankful for what I have and what I'm able to do, but right now, I’m consumed with this dream of running away and living the life in the sun, but unfortunately reality can run faster and tends to catch up with me.
 
Reality stinks…

22 September, 2011

Yep, I've Lost It....

The things I can come up with in a long, boring meeting…sometimes I amaze myself (and not in a good way).
 

No words of wisdom, no words of wit.
 
Instead there’s boredom and here I sit.
 
While contemplating a witty blog, I begin to feel my arteries clog.
 
I dream of things, I dream of places, I easily picture those bloggy faces.
 
To meet, to greet, to dance in the street.
 
Perhaps one day we’ll say hello, but until then I have to go.
 
Back to work, back to the grind, back to sit on my be-hind.


20 September, 2011

Stupid Travel Complaints...

This article recently appeared in one of our local newspapers.  I just had to share...enjoy! 
 
A recent survey from Thomas Cook and the Association of British Travel Agents revealed 20 of the most ridiculous complaints by holiday-makers made to their travel agent.
 
1. “I think it should be explained in the brochure that the local store does not sell proper biscuits like custard creams or ginger nuts.”
 
2. “It’s lazy of the local shopkeepers to close in the afternoons. I often needed to buy things during ‘siesta’ time — this should be banned.”
 
3. “On my holiday to Goa in India, I was disgusted to find that almost every restaurant served curry. I don’t like spicy food at all.”
 
4. “We booked an excursion to a water park but no-one told us we had to bring our swimming costumes and towels.”
 
5. A tourist at a top African Game Lodge overlooking a water hole, who spotted a visibly aroused elephant, complained that the sight of this rampant beast ruined his honeymoon by making him feel “inadequate.”
 
6. A woman threatened to call police after claiming that she’d been locked in her hotel room by staff. In fact, she had mistaken the “do not disturb” sign on the back of the door as a warning to remain in the room.
 
7. “The beach was too sandy.”
 
8. “We found the sand was not like the sand in the brochure.Your brochure shows the sand as yellow but it was white.”
 
9. A guest at a Novotel in Australia complained his soup was too thick and strong. He was inadvertently slurping the gravy at the time.
 
10. “Topless sunbathing on the beach should be banned. The holiday was ruined as my husband spent all day looking at other women.”
 
11. “We bought ‘Ray-Ban’ sunglasses for five euros from a street trader, only to find out they were fake.”
 
12. “No one told us there would be fish in the sea. The children were startled.”
 
13. “It took us nine hours to fly home from Jamaica to England, it only took the Americans three hours to get home.”
 
14. “I compared the size of our one-bedroom apartment to our friends’ three-bedroom apartment and ours was significantly smaller.”
 
15. “The brochure stated: ‘No hairdressers at the accommodation.’ We’re trainee hairdressers — will we be OK staying there?”
 
16. “There are too many Spanish people. The receptionist speaks Spanish. The food is Spanish. Too many foreigners now live abroad.”
 
17. “We had to queue outside with no air conditioning.”
 
18. “It is your duty as a tour operator to advise us of noisy or unruly guests before we travel.”
 
19. “I was bitten by a mosquito, no-one said they could bite.”
 
20. “My fiancĂ© and I booked a twin-bedded room but we were placed in a double-bedded room. We now hold you responsible for the fact that I find myself pregnant. This would not have happened if you had put us in the room that we booked.”

08 September, 2011

September Recap to Date...

The weather this past weekend (yes, I realize that was almost a week ago) was not nice – at all.  It was either raining or when it wasn’t raining, it was so cold that pants and a long-sleeved shirt were required. 
 
With the arrival of colder weather, cold and flu season has also arrived.  There are two people in the vicinity of my office that are sick.  I cannot stand the sound of someone sniffling and not blowing their nose.  “Gross” is all I have to say about that…
 
My father-in-law held a yard sale this past weekend (in between when it wasn’t raining).  I swear that man could sell air conditioners to Eskimos.  We had taken him a small amount of “junk” that had been lying around our basement for years to sell on our behalf and he conveniently made us a nice $400.  Have I said how much I love than man?  I love him even more since he didn’t ask for a commission.
 
My new found wealthy feeling didn’t last long…  On my way into work on Tuesday, I had a rock from a passing dump truck land on my windshield.  I now have a nice golf ball sized “chip” in my windshield which will need to be replaced before winter because once the cold weather arrives in will spread and crack in a million different directions.  Argh…
 
The Boy has started commuting with me this week.   I’ve commuted alone for the past 20 years, so having another person with me will require some adjustment.   All I can say is that it’s a good thing he’s entertaining, otherwise his constant chatter might drive me over the edge.
 
With The Boy starting school, his complaining has already started and so has his stressing about his workload. 
 
The Boy:  “Between work, commuting to school and school, I just don’t know how I’m going to keep up.  I’m tired all the time.” 
 
Me:  “Welcome to the real world.”
 
The Boy:  “That’s all the words of wisdom you have?”
 
Me:  “At the moment, that’s all the words of wisdom I have energy for.  I’m tired.  I work – remember?”
 
The Boy:  “Fair enough.”
 
My boss was not in the office today.  Turns out – he was off for a colonoscopy.  I’m sure there’s a joke in there somewhere, but I’m not feeling witty enough to find it. 

Have a great night folks...

04 September, 2011

Always Wear Clean Underwear and Drink Plenty of Fluids….

The Boy goes back to school in a couple of days.  I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned it in the past, but he’s decided on another course change for the upcoming school year.  As a matter of fact, he’s decided on an entirely different approach.  This year he plans on living at home and attending college in the same city as where I work, so he will be able to commute with me.  The benefit of this is that, he’ll save a ton of money on housing and I’ll be able to ensure he’s getting the support he needs to make this year count (read…I’ll be nagging him so bad, he won’t have any other choice than to get his shit together).
 
This year, he’s decided on Culinary Management, which is a fancy way of saying Chef Training as his program of choice and so far he seems committed to it.  He’s even gone so far as getting a second job at local catering company/deli/butcher shop in order to gain some hands-on experience in the culinary field.  It’s only been 6 weeks, but so far NO complaints have been heard (even with the 12 hour weekend shifts).   I might be overly optimistic, but maybe a summer can really make a difference in the maturity level of a boy.  Fingers crossed.
 
I may have spoken too soon about the maturity thing.  Last Sunday night, we wound up in emergency room because The Boy was experiencing an extreme rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath, pain in his lower back and excessive body shakes.   His diagnosis – dehydration.   Even though he is now legally able to drink and drive a car…his mommy obviously needs to remind him to drink plenty of water every day.   He’s slowly starting to feel better, but I’m shocked at how much the dehydration took out of him.   Silly Boy…he took about 5 years off my life.
 
The Boy’s only observation from his hospital visit.  “They really need to do something about their ceilings – they were an ugly color and terrifyingly dingy.”
 
I need a vacation…or some valium…either will do nicely.

25 August, 2011

Tomato, Toe-ma-toe

No matter how you pronounce it – they are delicious!
 
Yes, things are sooooo boring in my life at the moment that I’m actually writing about tomatoes. 
 
Are they a fruit or vegetable?  Friend or foe?  Who cares?  I love them.
 
Tomatoes are now “in season” here in Canada and I’m lucky to live in the heart of farm country, with easy access to fresh local produce.   I eat at least one tomato at every meal and know it’s time to cut back on the tomatoes when I start getting canker sores in my mouth from all of the acid.  Yes, I love them that much…
 
I actually consider myself a bit of a tomato connoisseur and can usually tell how good they will be by smell alone.  Yes, I admittedly sniff my way through the produce department.   Loser?  Ummm, yes.  But you probably already figured that out already by this post alone.
 
I’m off…to make a bacon and tomato sandwich.  Hopefully things pick up or else my next post might be about french fries and gravy (again)…

18 August, 2011

Are Random Thoughts Only Allowed on Tuesdays?

I hope not because here we go…
 
Summer is fast escaping my grasp.  All I’m hearing about these days - how chilly the nights are becoming, back to school shopping advertisements are everywhere, soon the first frost will arrive…BLAH, BLAH, BLAH…  When it comes to my summer – I’m a glass half full sort of girl.  If you’re not on the same page as me, you need to stay the hell away or shut the hell up because you’re stressing me out.
 
J and I are going “camping” with friends this weekend.  I use the phrase “camping” loosely because we are actually staying in a trailer (with air conditioning and television) in a trailer park (with a pool).   I’d honestly prefer to rough-it, in a tent in the woods with no modern amenities or patio lanterns.  Trailer camping is not my version of camping.  I loathe the idea.  It’s tacky and unappealing.  What was I thinking?  Oh yeah, apparently I wasn’t…
 
My boss is on holidays for the next couple of weeks.  One would think that would make for an easy time of things for me (long lunches, skipping out early), but such is not the case.   You see, when he’s away – the President and everyone else in our company turns to me for all their legal needs and if their legal needs occur at the end of the day or over lunch – I’m stuck.  Oh well, I guess that’s why I get paid the “big bucks”.  HA!  I actually laughed out loud over that one.
 
I told you a couple of weeks ago about my long-term “move to the Caribbean plan”.  I’m still planning on moving somewhere south, but I’ve started to look at properties in Central and South America as well.  When I say “look at”, I mean peruse the online listings and then proceed to get depressed because I can’t move now.   I’m expecting instant gratification, but I know it’s going to take some time. 
 
Anyhow I’ve discovered, ocean front properties in Ecuador are extremely cheap.  J has his heart set on living in Bonaire, but I’m considering all options…all options that will get me to where I want to be sooner (read:  all cheap options).  I’m also considering selling a kidney or renting out my womb to raise some cash.  Anyone know the going rates for those sorts of things?
 
J’s having a tough time at work again with his turd of a boss.  J is an extremely patient person, but over the past 7 years, his boss has gotten the better of him and the whole situation has become a powder keg.  If it wasn’t for our “long term plan”, J would have punched him in the face by now and walked out.  I’ve told J not to let the plan stop him from quitting – especially when what his boss does amounts to tyranny and verbal harassment – not just to J, but all of his employees.  J won’t quit – he’s too worried about screwing up the timeline of the plan.  What he fails to realize is that if the stress keeps getting to him – he won’t be around long enough to enjoy the plan because he’s going to drop dead from stress and then I’ll have no choice than to find a younger substitute.  I’ve told him that, but that doesn’t faze him either.
 
Our itinerary for our Philippines trip has been finalized, which is pretty exciting.  Only 6 months, 28 days left to go!  The downside – I’m still paying for it and will be for the next 6 months.  I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY need to make more money. 
 
So with that said…I’d better get back to it…

14 August, 2011

Not Much Going On...

I know I've been a bit MIA lately, but life is still out of hand.  Summer has been great, but I can honestly say, I don't think I've done much.

Some days have been spent at the beach...




Some local scuba diving...



Some cloud watching...


Some sunsets...
 Some wine on the beach, while watching the sunset...
Life's been uneventful, but all in all...good.

27 July, 2011

I've Developed an Addiction...

For years, J had always managed our finances and has done a good job.  With the usual exceptions of a mortgage payment, car payment and line of credit payment, we’ve managed to live relatively debt free, with money left over to go on holidays, buy toys, clothes, put money into savings, etc.
 
At the beginning of April, it was decided that I would start to look after our finances.  The main reason for the changing of the guard – J didn’t have the time to commit to it since he was busy with his night course.  I honestly think he grew tired of it and he grew tired of me questioning his banking methods. 
 
So with that being said, I’ve been in charge and for better or worse - I’ve developed an addiction to analyzing, budgeting, planning, cutting back on spending and finding savings where I can. 
 
We had a loosey-goosey budget before, but after we made it, we never really paid much attention to it.  Now, I’m analyzing everything and am SHOCKED, no HORRIFIED at how much we spend monthly on everything – groceries and gas in particular.   I can only do so much about the gas factor because I do commute to my job and I already drive an economical vehicle, but I can do something about our grocery bills – hence part of the reason for a bread maker purchase.  We are a big bread eating family and by simply making our own bread every week, we will save close to $500 annually.  Now, I just need to do a better job at meal planning and flyer shopping and I should be able to reduce the cost of groceries even more.
 
J is not so enthused about my new found excitement of finances because our whimsical spending has been drastically reduced.   Before, if we wanted something, we simply went out and bought it with not so much as a second thought.   Now, we save for it – what a concept!  This has caused a bit of angst on both of our parts, but all and all…things are working out.
 
As part of our new financial strategy, I’m doubling up our weekly mortgage payments and the plan is to be mortgage free in 3.9 years, completely debt free in 6 years, with a vacation/rental home purchase in the Caribbean by year 7 or 8.   I will then need to start over because I plan on using my house here as collateral for the one in the sunny south, so I guess when all is said and done, I won’t technically be debt free until…who knows…(I haven’t gotten that far yet).
 
Rest assured, I’m not compromising on my vacations.  I’m still diligently saving for those.  After the Philippines in March, we may cut back to one a year…at least that’s the plan.  What the hell did I just say?  Who am I kidding?
 
I’ll be honest, that’s unlikely to happen, but it’s nice to think that I could do it...if I wanted to...but if I did, J and I might have to divorce and that’s likely to cost a whole lot more than another vacation…

26 July, 2011

Aliens May Have Something To Do With It....Or Not...

I wish I could tell you that my absence from the blogosphere was a result of being abducted by aliens or that I won the lottery and have been busy traveling the world or because I became a swim suit model and my photo shoots have kept me too busy. 
 
Nope, none of the above has occurred.  I know…I’m disappointed too (especially the swim suit model gig).  Although I’m sure I’ve been recently visited by aliens and they have managed to manipulate my brain and made me a lazy-ass couch potato (more so than usual that is).
 
I have no excuses – I’ve just ran out of creative steam.   Normally the summer months rejuvenate me, but sadly that’s not been the case this year.   
 
Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying summer, the sunshine, the heat, the humidity.   I just have nothing to show for it, except maybe a nice tan and some sun-streaked hair.   I don’t even have memories to go along with the tan, because I’ve done nothing memorable.  No summer travels, no scuba diving, no movies, no memorable parties.   Nothing…
 
The most exciting thing I’ve done so far this summer…I bought a bread maker.    I know; it’s hard to contain yourself…that’s how I feel about it too – mass hysteria…
   
Don’t give up hope on me just yet….I’m sure I’ll do something spontaneous before the end of summer and when I do – you’ll be the first to know about it.   I do need a new toaster…eeek (insert squeal of joy)! 

07 July, 2011

Betcha Thought I Crawled Under a Rock…

Sorry to disappoint, but such is not the case.  I’m somewhat back, not that I was ever really gone – I just took a little break from technology.  Rest assured, I was still following what you had to say, I was just too lazy to comment - sorry.
 
So, what’s new?  Hmmm, in my world, let’s see…
 
In case, you are the one that had crawled under a rock - the Royal Newlyweds are visiting Canada.  As much as I’ve tried not to get sucked into the maelstrom, I’m oddly fascinated by the phenomenon that is our monarchy.  Kate and William certainly have more pizzazz than the older royals.
 
J and The Boy are still driving me crazy on a daily basis.  Nothing in particular stands out, but I guarantee that a day does not go by when I don’t contemplate running away from home.
 
We went to the zoo last weekend.  We’ve been before and I was impressed before, but this time, I was left feeling disappointed.   I’m not typically a PETA or Greenpeace supporter, but at the end of this visit I would have gladly signed a petition, calling for change at the zoo.  The displays were run down, some containing “garbage” (cardboard boxes, plastic buckets, etc)  intended to keep the orangutans  amused, the water moat surrounding the orangutans was filled with floating garbage and green with algae, a number of the outdoor displays did not have drinking facilities for the animals.  It’s summer, it’s hot and it’s not like the animals can wander off and search for water.   
 
Sorry in advance.  I do not intend to offend anyone with small children, but I would gladly pay extra to attend an “adults only day” at the zoo.   I can say that because I’ve had a small child, I’ve pulled a wagon around the zoo with a screaming child inside and now, I can say that the zoo would be better if it had “adults only days”.  Just saying…
 
The Boy turns 19 next week.   With turning 19, he will be of legal age to drink and gamble at a casino.  At 18 he could purchase lottery tickets and gamble at the horse races.  I’m not sure why he needed to wait until 19 to gamble at a casino, unless it’s because they serve alcohol there.   Wait, they serve alcohol at the horse races.  Yeah, I don’t get the rationale behind that one either.
 
I’ve been tasked with putting a “social media policy” together for work, as well as doing research on creating a Facebook page and setting up a Twitter account for our company.  This is causing me great problems, as I CANNOT get access to Facebook in order to do the research or to Twitter to set up an account and IT won’t give me access because it goes against our internet policy.   I’m navigating the red tape now.  Talk about ass-hats.
 
On Saturday, a couple of my friends are holding a “renovation is complete” house party.   It starts at 3:00, but I suspect that by the time we get there at 3:15, everyone will be well on their way to drunken oblivion.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a prude and I can certainly hold my own, but their drunken know-it-all ramblings tend to test my patience.    Someone better stay sober enough long enough to make sure I get served supper or else…
 
That’s been my life in a nutshell…still crazy…still random…

04 July, 2011

Happy Independence Day!!!

I hope you had a fantastic holiday weekend...I know I did.  I also had a long weekend with our Canada Day being on Friday.

24 June, 2011

Still The One...

Today is my (and J's) 22nd wedding anniversary.  I can't believe it's been that long.  Somedays, it literally feels like a lifetime of hard work and then there are days when it only seems like yesterday.
The lyrics to this song pretty much say it all …
STILL THE ONE (Orleans)
We've been together since way back when
Sometimes I never want to see you again
But I want you to know, after all these years
You're still the one I want whisperin' in my ear
You're still the one I want to talk to in bed
Still the one that turns my head
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
I looked at your face every day
But I never saw it 'til I went away
When winter came, I just wanted to go
Deep in the desert, I longed for the snow
You're still the one that makes me laugh
Still the one that's my better half
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one that makes me strong
Still the one I want to take along
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
Changing, our love is going gold
Even though we grow old, it grows new
You're still the one that I love to touch
Still the one and I can't get enough
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one who can scratch my itch
Still the one and I wouldn't switch
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You are still the one that makes me shout
Still the one that I dream about
We're still having fun, and you're still the one...
 
 
Happy Anniversary J. 

21 June, 2011

Tired...Maybe Cranky Too...

Does anyone else get tired of giving?  Giving their time, their knowledge, their support, and even to a certain extent, their friendship or their love?
 
Normally I don’t mind giving, but lately - I’m tired of it.  I’m tired of being the problem solver, the peacekeeper, the caregiver.   I’m tired of being pulled in a million directions and in general, I’m just tired.   
 
I just want to be left the hell alone, so that I can recharge myself.  I don’t mean to sound selfish or bitter, but I don’t really care.  I’m also tired of being politically correct. 
 
Now, that the bitterness is out of the way – I’m excited about an award I received last week from R. Jacob Post.  Stay tuned for details….they will be forthcoming. 

15 June, 2011

At Least I Had Someone To Tell Dirty Jokes To...

I’m feeling in a bit of a “mood” today and I can’t put my finger on the cause.  I just know I’m feeling “off”.
 
I like my new job, but I miss the people from my boring old job. 
 
I miss my old boss – at least we laughed about things.  
 
I miss some of my old co-workers – especially the one that would bake me cookies.
 
I miss being able to surf the internet.  Oh, how I miss the internet (insert longing sigh).
 
Yes, I’m well aware how much I complained about that old job and about having nothing to do, but at least I had people to talk to, to laugh with, commiserate with and to make fun of.
 
Here, there is no one.  I’ve been here over 6 months and not a single person has grown on me yet.  I’ve tried to engage them, but to no avail.
 
I don’t know how to explain it, but they’re an odd bunch.  We have absolutely nothing in common, but that’s not what makes them odd.  Maybe it’s because they are significantly older than my previous co-workers and they act it - stuffy, snobby, uptight and boring.    Life is too short to take it so seriously, but I don’t think they received that life memo.
 
Oh well, I’ll survive.  I don’t come to work to make friends, I come to earn my paycheck and with my hefty paycheck, I can buy me some new friends.  Ha!  Who am I kidding?  Even if I wanted to, I couldn't even afford an "inflatable friend"...