30 May, 2011

Random Thougts - Beward of Little Girls in Sundresses...

My boss is still crazy – no doubt about it.  He’s a make work kind of person and instead of just answering a question, he in return asks about three more.  By carrying on with this circular questioning, he’s postponing actually having to focus on making a decision.  I’m wise to his “stall tactics” and now, I’m managing to think 3 steps ahead and have the answers before he asks them.  This drives him slightly more crazy than usual.   If I can manage to push one person over the edge in a day, I’ve fulfilled my life’s goal.   I LOVE my job…
Speaking of jobs – I had my 6 month review on Friday.  It went as I suspected and I am now slightly richer with the modest raise that came along with passing my probationary period.   I don’t consider this a big deal because according to the HR Manager – “Nobody gets fired from here, unless of course you feel the need to jump off the building naked.”  Hmmm… that left me wondering if she was actually speaking from experience. 

It's a good thing I'm getting my eyes checked next week.  J, The Boy and I were out for a drive on the weekend and we were heading to our favorite beach.  I saw what I thought was a little girl in a sundress playing along side the road with her dad, where is was busy working on something.  I warn J to watch out for the little girl and there is a moment of silence...turns out the little girl was an orange traffic cone.  Yeah, I'm not going to live that one down for a long time.
Does anyone watch House Hunters International or is it just a Canadian show?  I love the premise of people looking for real estate in far off places.   One day – I hope to do the same…
With all the good season finales wrapping up – I’m feeling at a loss.  Soon to come is the second string line-up, which includes Wipe Out, Big Brother, America’s Got Talent and whatever other crappy programming TLC decides to throw at me (i.e. Toddlers in Tiaras).  Maybe it’s a sign I need to get off the couch and do something productive with my spare time.
The Boy informs me that his buddy is trying to grow a Monkeytail Beard.  WTH is that you ask?  See below for your answer.  I intend to make fun of his buddy on as many occasions as possible.  Seriously is it not the most ridiculous thing you have seen so far this week?

25 May, 2011

Flowers, Snakes, Grape Jelly…It’s a Friggin Zoo…

When I was last with you, it was Thursday and now it is Wednesday.  Where did the week go? 
So our weather here in Canada is still hit and miss – it’s been colder and wetter than usual and we seem to only be averaging 2 days of sunshine per week and these days usually occur during the week when I happen to be working.
Even with the poor weather, its lilac season here in the great white north.  Lilacs are one of my favorite flowers and the bonus – they grow wild all over the place, which allows me to pick bunches and bunches of them.  Unfortunately, they don’t last long but while they do, I enjoy every minute of their beautifulness.
There is a garter snake living in my flower garden.  I’m not enthused with this new resident, but I can’t seem to convince J to relocate him for me before he turns into a man eater.   So now, I’m forced to stomp, clomp and swing my shovel around like a wild woman before I venture into his “area”.   I’m not really afraid of snakes, I just don’t want them to jump out at me or slither across my hand when I’m unsuspecting.   J’s optimistic that the snake will move away on his own, but really that’s J’s way of saying “do it yourself if you want it done.  I’m afraid of snakes”.
Speaking of the wild north, which is my back yard - we have been able to attract Baltimore Orioles to our deck.  Now before I go any further, I should point out that firstly I’m not some crazy-ass birder that runs around with binoculars swinging from their neck while lurking in the bushes.  I might on occasion lurk in the bushes, but that’s for other reasons entirely.    
Anyhow, I do enjoy watching the birds if they happen across my living space.  So, with that being said – we’ve lured the birds in using the most unlikely bird fare - grape jelly.   Yup.  A friend told of this trick a few years ago, but I’ll be honest – I’m a doubter or at least I was until this year.  They can’t get enough of the stuff and in two weeks, the Baltimore Orioles have polished off two bottles of grape jelly.  Now, I’ve got the birds hooked on grape jelly – their version of crack and must sustain their bottle a week habit. 
We also have a chipmunk that has managed to decimate The Boy’s corn and carrot crop that he planted.  I’m kind of pleased with that outcome because let’s be honest – it means less work for me in the long run.
On the other hand, I’m less than pleased with the rabbit that has wiped out all of the Echinacea plants in my flower garden.  Echinacea is also a form of crack to critters, so I guess I’m really just enabling the majority of my problems.
Soon, you will see J and The Boy sitting in rocking chairs on the back deck with their shotguns waiting for the critter hunt to begin.  I’ll be playing the banjo…

20 May, 2011

Spring Has Sprung...

Spring is upon us and this is what I've found in my garden yesterday.  

Have a great weekend!  I'm super stoked - it's a long weekend here in Canada...whooo hooo! 

16 May, 2011

Old News…The Mother’s Day Fiasco….

I didn’t bother to blog about when it occurred because I was still pissed off about the situation.  I’ve somewhat come to terms with it now, so here goes…
Mother’s Day isn’t overly important to me.  I don’t expect to be showered with cards, gifts, or flowers.  That’s not my style.  What I was hoping for was a low-key breakfast with my boys at my favorite breakfast spot…Denny’s.  That was not to be.
We arrived at Denny’s by 9:00 a.m. on Mother’s Day only to find that the parking lot was full and there was a line up out the door. 
This in itself was surprising to me for a couple of reasons – (1) Denny’s is fairly new to Canada and doesn't have many hardcore followers like myself; and (2) This particular Denny’s is located at a truck stop on the highway – not the typical location you would expect a bunch of snobby, yuppy mothers to be any other day of the week, let alone on Mother’s Day.
The fact that these women and their families couldn’t otherwise be bothered to eat at a budget restaurant like Denny’s, but decided to slum it on Mother’s Day really got me fired up. 
I know the reason why they were in my hood – their stupid family members didn’t bother to think ahead and make reservations at one of the best “Sunday Brunch Hot Spots” and instead wound up taking up space at Denny’s…my Denny’s. 
After circling the parking lot in a rage (my rage), we decided to move on.  We tried 2 other “less than 4 star spots”, but they too were beyond capacity with wayward mothers.  Mother’s Day breakfast was turning out to be an epic disaster. 
At this point, the perfect storm was brewing – I was beyond grumpy and hungry too.   Admitting defeat was not an option – neither was McDonald’s.   
Thank goodness Costco was close by…$1.99 hot dog and soda saved my Mother’s Day.  Where else can a family of 3 eat for under $10.00 and leave with a 6 lb bag of Doritos?  My redneck life is good…

13 May, 2011

My Boss is Bat Shit Crazy...

Oh, and he's paranoid too. That's all I have to say.

10 May, 2011

Neglecting the Ones I Love...

I haven’t dropped off the face of the earth – yet.  I just can’t keep up and there are many things in my life that are being neglected.
This Blog – I love blogging, but I haven’t been able to come up with anything interesting or intriguing to say.  Blogger and Gmail has been completely blocked from my work computer, so this makes it extremely difficult to blog or even read blogs.  By the time evening comes along, I have a million other things to do at home and blogging hasn’t made its way up the list.  It frustrates me and I feel like I’ve failed miserably at something that I enjoy doing.   My apologies to everyone…
Exercise – What is that?  Does the hour I spend in physiotherapy for my sore neck each week count?  It’s been at least 3 weeks since I’ve worked out.  Not good…
Me –  Let’s see – I need to get back to eating healthy.  I need a haircut, a pedicure, a manicure, a facial.  I need to make an eye appointment, a dentist appointment and a doctor’s appointment.  As you can see, I’m overdue for my spring tune-up….oh, and my car needs an oil change too. 
My Wardrobe – It’s May and I’m still wearing winter stuff.   I also need some new shoes, new sandals, a new purse and a new outfit for a wedding I’m going to in June. 
My House – I don’t even know where to begin on this one…windows, curtains and blinds need to be washed, floors need to be scrubbed, closets need to be cleaned and that’s just the bare minimum.
My Yard – Thank goodness for J and The Boy.  They’ve done a lot of the outside spring stuff, but I still like to control certain outdoor chores - my perennial gardens need some extra attention and my deck needs to be stained.   
My Business – Once again, I’m behind with everything on this – my inventory is low, my supplies are strewn about my living room, my website needs to be updated, my accounts are not up-to-date and I have orders to make and no energy to do it.
While life is overwhelming me at the moment - I’m positive, I’ll gain control again – hopefully sooner, rather than later. 

04 May, 2011

Texting With The Boy...

On Tomatoes…
The Boy:  What should I do with a half of a tomato?
Me:        Um…wrap it up and leave it on the counter.
The Boy:   But, I already put it in the refrigerator.
Me:        Then why did you ask me what to do with it? 
The Boy:  I dunno.
Me:   By the way, what are you doing with a tomato?  (I ask because he hasn’t eaten a sliced tomato since he was 2)
The Boy:  I made a sandwich.
Me:        But you don’t like tomatoes.
The Boy:   I still don’t like tomatoes.  I didn’t do it for me.  It was done for the sake of the sandwich.
Me:  Stop texting me. 
On Getting a Puppy…
The Boy:  Can I get a puppy?
Me:  No
The Boy:  Why not?
Me:  Because I’ll be the one left to look after it.
The Boy:   No you won’t.  I’ll feed it and take it for walks and clean up after it and it can stay in my room.  You won’t have to do a thing.
Me:        Have you fed your goldfish in a while?
The Boy:  No, I keep forgetting.
Me:  If you had a puppy in your room, it would have died by now.
The Boy:  Good point.

02 May, 2011

Artsy, Fartsy...

It was a busy weekend and before I knew what happened, Monday showed up like an uninvited family member and I already have more than enough of those in my life.
Life is getting back to normal (or at least my version of it) now that The Boy has moved back home.   I will be the first to admit that he seems to have matured a little by being away.  He’s not complaining when asked to do things, he does things without being asked, he doesn’t have to be reminded to do things and he’s even doing his own laundry.   Now, I’m thinking about sending J away for a little while, so maybe he picks up on some of those same life skills…
Speaking of J, he has now officially entered into the world of selling his photographs.  He became an Etsy seller (Imagine It Photos) last week.  A first, he wasn’t sold on the idea of Etsy, as he believed it sounded “too artsy fartsy” and was more of a “girly” thing.  He’s changed his mind once he received a few positive comments and one of his photos being featured in a Treasury List within the first couple of days.  He's not mocking me now...fickle fellow he is.
With both of us consumed with our money-making pastimes, we are hoping our 7-10 year plan can develop into more of a 5 year plan.  Fingers, toes and eyes crossed…

01 May, 2011

A Letter to Myself…Runaway With Me…

I’d love nothing more than to leave everything behind and runaway to somewhere far away, where responsibility and reality can’t find me.   Will you join me?
I'm not running from anything in particular.  I'm certainly not unhappy with my current life.  I'm very blessed and thankful for what I have.  It’s just that I yearn for something else, something different, something unknown.   Don't take it personally...
We were born with expectations placed upon us – school, marriage, career, children, retirement plans.   Why can’t society just leave us alone and let us be?  Let us be us, not the expectation of what we should be?
What happened to our dreams?
If I run, will you follow or will you just watch as I leave?
Are you too afraid of what we might find or too insecure to leave what you know?
“Let your mind start a journey thru a strange new world.  Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before.  Let your soul take you where you long to be…Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you’ll have lived as you’ve never lived before.”  Erich Fromm