24 January, 2011
It’s January and just when you thought it couldn’t get any more depressing, let me say this - it’s a mere 11 more months until Christmas. Feel better?
We are in the deep freeze at the moment. Yesterday morning, I woke up to it being minus 27 Celsius or in Fahrenheit that would be….um….somewhere around friggin chilly.
Speaking of chilly… J got frostbite on his cheeks (not his ass ones) when he was snow blowing the driveway on the weekend. He was out for only an hour, but the wind was nasty and hence the only exposed flesh got it. He’s not disfigured or anything, so no pictures.
It was our nephew’s birthday party on the weekend. It was at the local bowling alley. One would think bowling would keep 7 year old boys entertained – apparently not. Playing hide and seek in plain sight was much more entertaining. Sometimes, juvenile boys are just dumb…
Speaking of dumb, my sister-in-law did think it was necessary to provide the adult guests with beverages, enough food or any forks for the birthday cake. This is the second year in a row that forks were not provided. Don’t even get me started on the food or beverage issue. Next year, I’m too busy to attend.
I should mention however that the sister-in-law did think it was a fantastic idea to stock the birthday goodie bags with whistles and mini rubber balls. Let me say this - seven boys with rubber balls, whistles and birthday cake icing everywhere do not combine well with the bowling lanes. Never mind being busy next year – we won’t be welcomed back to the bowling alley. I’m sure of it…thank God.
What the hell is wrong with the formatting on Blogger? I can't seem to fix the spaces in between my paragraphs. *sigh*
18 January, 2011
I’ve had a headache for over a week now. I think it’s hanging on thanks to the shitty weather we’ve been having, or it could be my pillow or my sore shoulder or lack of a good night’s sleep. You get the picture – it’s a friggin headache that won’t go away.
I’m trying to plan another vacation, but the necessary funds needed for such an excursion seem to be alluding me. It would be quite simple to just charge it and worry about paying for it later – after I have a suntan and have escaped this hell-hole called Canadian winter (if only for a little while). Why must I be so damn responsible? I hate me at the moment.
Today, we were blessed by rain, freezing rain, sleet, then snow and then a flash freeze. More snow expected tomorrow. Fantastic. I know you are jealous. I accept that…
If the money tree in the backyard magically sprouts, I think we’ll be planning a trip back to Puerto Rico. I loved it there and it sunny, warm and affordable. Win, win, win, win…
I took a jewelry course in precious metal clay on the weekend. It was a lot of fun and I made some great pieces. Basically, it’s clay that turns into a silver, bronze or copper metal when fired in a kiln. Now, I need to purchase a kiln if I want to further this new found skill. Go figure – I need money for that too. Why can’t fun stuff be free or affordable? I’ll be honest – I’d choose a southern vacation over the kiln any day.
I have a couple of family functions this weekend – a birthday party for my spawn of Satan nephew. It’s a shame, but I’m not kidding on that one. The boy is beyond a handful – more like a raging dump truck full of attitude. The other family function is a baby shower for my niece (sister of spawn of Satan), which I cannot attend because I have another class this weekend. If I could give up the birthday party for the baby shower, I wouldn’t. I can’t stand baby showers… or wedding showers… or anything that serves tiny sandwiches.
Yeah, I’m sure your sensing the anti-social vibe I’m giving off. No apologies…I am what I am.
17 January, 2011
Do you have something that you’ve kept to yourself and haven’t told anyone? Not even your best friend or significant other?
I believe we all have at least one secret that only we know. Perhaps it’s something innocent you did as a child or it may even be a secret of some reckless past deed that was performed as a minor and the court records have been sealed. Intrigued? Just saying – everyone has one. I’d bet on it…
I have a couple. I’ve kept them hidden away and not bothered to share them with anyone. It’s not because I’m ashamed. I just don’t believe you need to share everything. Some things are better left a fond memory, some things are better left unsaid, un-shared.
Do you believe in secrecy? Are you a private person or is your life an open book? Do you tweet or update your Facebook status every hour? Why? Is it really necessary? Are you looking for acceptance and attention? For some it seems that way. Me? I prefer to keep some mystery surrounding who I am, what I’m feeling and what I know.
Where am I going with this? I don’t know…just thought it needed to be said…
13 January, 2011
Sorry I don’t have anything entertaining to write about these days. What can I say? My new co-workers are boring. Nice people, just not the firecrackers and nut jobs I’m used to working with.
I do have some news on the old job front. Keep in mind that I left the old job at the beginning of November; however my replacement was not scheduled to start until January 3rd. Apparently she wanted to take an extended vacation or whatever before starting. Anyhow, by January 7, she had quit. No one knows why. He’s an easy guy to work for, so it’s my belief that she intended to quit before she even started. She likely got a “we’ll give you anything to stay offer” from her old place of employment.
Anyhooo, being the kind person I am and not wanting to rub salt into his wounds right away, I waited until this past Monday and then I sent him an e-mail disguised “Happy New. How are things?” Well, to say that he was devastated is an understatement. He is taking that fact that she quit within a week extremely personal. Why? Who knows? I would imagine he is taking a lot of abuse and the rumors are likely spreading about what he could have possibly done to make her quit in one week.
Being a supportive person, I offered my assistance on weekends to get him caught up until he can hire someone else. Yes, I’m my own worst enemy because now my weekends are consumed even more than they were before. The peace and quiet that I was complaining about not having a couple of days ago is gone. My weekend time is gone.
There is a small shining star in this otherwise dark story… sensing the weakness and fear and being taught and mentored by the very man that I’ll be helping out – I seized the moment. I negotiated an hourly rate of four times what I was making when I worked for him. Opportunistic? Perhaps. I prefer to call it a job well done…
10 January, 2011
I seem to be experiencing an extreme amount of chaos in my life at the moment. It seems that I haven’t been able to get off this roller coaster in a very, very long time.
Since early November, J and I have been busy with “stuff” each and every day of each and every weekend. I’m exhausted. I’m sick of my phone ringing, seeing people and doing “stuff”. I should be thankful for my life being so full, but I’m not – at least not right now.
Instead, I’m fantasizing about staying home, unplugging my phone, turning off the lights, parking my car in the garage and staying in bed…for the next month.
If it wasn’t for the fact that I need my job – I would. Oh wait - I would probably need groceries too. Hmmmm….maybe I’d be okay. I like Kraft Dinner and my pantry is full of that stuff since that is the one thing The Boy forgot to take with him before he left for school. Now, I wonder how my ketchup supply is…I might need to make a quick run to the grocery store first...
06 January, 2011
The first full week back to work after the holidays has been brutal. For the first 2 days, I kept my office door shut. I was so miserable, I feared for the safety of my co-workers.
I think a lot of my mood has to do with the lack of carbs and good protein in my life these days. I would seriously sell my first born for a big serving of garlic mashed potatoes, gravy and barbecued spare ribs.
Speaking of The Boy, he heads back to school on Saturday. I’ll be sad to see him go, but it will also be nice to get a complete night of sleep. When he’s away at school, I sleep just fine, but when he’s home – I’m constantly listening for him and wondering if he’s home and if he's not, is he safe. Stupid…I know.
What is considered the cut-off date for saying “Happy New Year”? Just wondering, but I believe it should 12:05 on January 1st.
I hate my treadmill, but considering "someone" has placed an additional 4lbs of junk in my trunk over the holidays, I have no choice. Damn it...
I'm going to the Toronto International Boat Show this weekend. Remember this? Well I'm going to look at her on Saturday. I know this is a mistake, but it's an overwhelming urge that has been consuming me. I need to see her in person...and feel her...and love her...
03 January, 2011
Here is a couple of photos of a jewelry piece I recently finished. I'm so happy with how it turned out that I had to share. I purchased the beads when I was in Sedona this summer. It's called "Sedona Summer" - creative I know...what can I say?