Journey & Adventure

Once upon a time, there was a girl. Girl met, fell in love and married a boy. Girl is now a wife.  Boy is now a husband. Boy and girl had a son. Girl is now a mom.  Boy is now a dad. Son becomes the center of mom and dad’s universe. Son is growing up and will be going away to school in the fall. Mom is facing the reality that she will be soon left with an empty nest. Mom is not thrilled with that reality.  Dad is oblivious to it. Mom is thinking what now?  Where does she go from here?  Mid-life crisis perhaps? Dad is thinking about buying a boat.     Dad is still oblivious.    Mom wishes she was.

Today's post is brought to you by an e-mail I received from a friend... Where Would You Be? If – You had all the money your heart desires? If – You had no worries? If – You came home and the finest meal is awaiting you? If – Your bath water had been run? If – You had the perfect kids or pets? If – Your partner was awaiting you, with open arms and kisses? So, where would you be? Well?  Hellooooo!!! You’d be in the WRONG house! Have a great day!

I had my annual “physical” yesterday.   I’ve been attending the same clinic for well over 20 years and am overall happy with the service I receive.  The clinic is part of a state-of-the-art teaching hospital, so with that I typically have relatively quick access to a network of specialists should the need arise.  With that being said, I’m usually treated by residents and have rarely had the same resident in all my 20 years. I felt pretty good going into the appointment and then not so much by the time I left.   Why do you ask? Well, first of all I was treated by Miss Doogie Howser.   I swear she wasn’t even legal drinking age.  That in itself made me feel old, because when I first started going to that clinic – I WAS her age. As she was running down the standard list of questions (i.e. do you smoke, how much do you drink, is there any history of heart problems in your family), she asked me “How is your sex life?  Any concerns? 

I didn't have a planned post in mind this morning, but when this email was waiting for me in my Inbox this morning, I just had to share it.  It's from my best friend... "I Hate Freakin’ Mondays.     I have all the windows open in the office – I think a skunk crawled under the building and died." Moral of the story:  When you think your Monday sucks....it could be a hell of a lot worse!

Enjoy the happiness of today because soon Monday will be upon us and I’ll be back to my cranky self. I’m happy it’s finally Friday.  This has been a painfully slow week, so it’s nice to know that in a mere 7.5 hours, the weekend will be upon me. I’m happy that my husband writes his exam tonight.  Finally, he will be able to stop complaining about the course and I can stop nagging him to turn off the television and study for it.  I’m also happy he’s not planning on taking another one until September. I’m happy that we have free muffins and yogurt at work today.  Free food always makes me happy. I’m happy that we are going to Toronto tomorrow.  We are taking our son to his college open house and then we are taking me shopping. I’m happy that I’m helping my friend instruct a scuba course on Sunday.  When scuba lessons start up again, it means Spring is finally here.   The downside – I have to squeeze my ass into a wetsuit a

Get outside and enjoy the nature that surrounds you... Happy Earth Day Everyone!

Have you ever… wanted to run away and hide from your current responsibilities? I sometimes wonder what it would be like to “join” the witness relocation program.  It’s not like it would be a real club and of course, I wouldn’t want to be hunted by some drug crazed mobster, but it would be nice to start over.   There are certain days, when the thought is very appealing to me. Have you ever… had the urge to “moon” some random person just to see what their reaction might be? I’ve been “dared” to moon on occasion, but the usual “moonees” are friends, so somehow the shock factor is lost. Have you ever… just wanted to tell someone to “shut the $%#^ up” and then punch them in the face? No?  Okay, maybe I’m the only one with unresolved co-worker issues. Have you ever… wondered how badly you would need to screw up to get fired? I fantasize over this one.  Not that I would relish the thought of be

Today, I will share with you some of the recent random conversations that have occurred recently with my teenage son.  Thank goodness, he's mine because anyone else, wouldn't know what to do with him... For more Random Tuesday Thoughts, hop on over and visit The Un Mom . Prom Conversation #1 Me:    So, since it’s your last year in high school, are you planning on going to your prom this year? The Boy:   That’s the plan. Me:   Well, I guess we are going to need to see about renting you a tuxedo. The Boy:   Why?  I thought I could just buy a suit instead. Me:   It will be cheaper to rent a tuxedo. The Boy:   This prom thing is turning into a lot of work. Me:   For who? The Boy:   Me, since you’re going to expect me to try the tuxedo on too. Prom Conversation #2 Me:   So, have you asked Stephanie to the prom yet? The Boy:   Why do I need to ask

Well, I'm not any closer to finding out what happened.  It seems that no one is interested in speaking publicly about the incident.  Damn people with morals... I can tell you that she didn’t quit, but as I suspected, the co-worker that was scolded on Friday left the building 3 hours after it happened and didn’t return for the remainder of the day.   My spidey senses must be getting rusty because I predicted 2 hours and she managed to outlast that time.    Gosh, it’s so anti-climatic only getting a little bit of dirt and then being left hanging.   I guess I’ll just have to start my own rumors to keep things interesting… 

An “ass chewing” has just occurred in the cube next to mine.  Interestingly - it was not done by the individual's boss, but it was done by mine instead.  My boss is the VP of the Legal Department. I don’t know the finer details, but I believe it has something to do with over-stepping her boundaries.   I heard a lot of “so I’m to assume that you obviously don’t value my 25 years of work experience, but instead you choose to treat me like someone that’s fresh out of school" from her.  Eeek... Knowing her personality (she’s pretty full of herself), I would not be surprised if she walks out of the building within the next hour.  She will come back or it could just be the straw that breaks the camel’s back.  In support of my boss, he started out calmly discussing the situation and then it escalated from there by her shrieking at him.  He’s pretty easy going and for him to "ass chew" someone – it NEEDED to be done.  

Kate Gosselin on Dancing With the Stars.   This is one person I wish would get voted off the damn show so that we could stop hearing about how awful of a dancer she is.  Did we seriously think she would be the next Ginger Rogers?  The drama that is American Idol.   I apologize in advance for anyone that I may offend, but I’ve never watched the show and don’t really intend to.  I find it trivial and irritating.  Why do we care if Simon Cowell is mean to Ellen Degeneres?  Ellen is a big girl and well respected in Hollywood so why the hell is she letting Simon make her cry?  Ratings perhaps? Jesse James, Tiger Woods and anyone else that claims sex addiction.    I say “man up and just admit that you were a horn dog, screwed around, got caught and that you’re sorry”.  Stop assuming that by checking yourself into rehab and blaming it on a “disease” that all will be forgotten (although it would be nice if it would).   If it wasn’t for Sandra Bullock, Jesse James wo

First, my apologies.  I had prepared this post last week, but something wonky happened with Blogger (or it might of been me) and it was inadvertently removed, so I've posted it again.  It's not a great post, but I've got nothing else for you today, so here it is... Apart from the usual - losing weight, winning the lottery, finding a bag full of cash or inheriting some cash, it’s been awhile since I’ve wanted anything of substance (lunch doesn’t count).  Having said that, I bring you my latest edition of wants: Lortone Rock Tumbler   Yes a rock tumbler.  Once you stop laughing, I’ll explain why.  I’ve always be one to pick up rocks, shells and beach glass when out and about.  I have jars and jars filled with what my husband calls junk, but I prefer to call “treasurers”.  Anyhow, now that I’ve started to make jewelry (more to come on that in a future post), I have discovered that a rock tumbler will give my treasurers a more f

Trendy Tree House is hosting a photo theme meme - Shutter Love Tuesday.  This weeks theme is pink. Pink Passion

On my drive into work this morning, I noticed one running shoe in the middle of the road.  How does a person manage to lose one running shoe and not notice it’s missing? My company has been voted “One of the 50 Best Places to Work in Canada” for the 3 rd year in a row.  I don’t know how that happened.  I am so tired this week.  After 18+ years, my commute is wearing me down. I haven’t exercised in weeks and I’m not sure I have any intention of doing so in the near future.  I’m contemplating just letting myself go and start shopping for spandex.  I won’t, but a girl can daydream of a life without exercise. Maybe I just need some new friends – ones that are chubbier than me. I’m feeling guilty that I haven’t entertained in months.  I typically like to have various couples over at different intervals throughout the year, but I haven’t invited anyone in at least 6 months.  Shame on me. So, because I’ve neglected my f

CrazyCris @ Here and There and Everywhere has tagged me with a photo meme.  As everyone knows, I’m not the photographer in my family.  That honor is reserved for J.  Don’t get me wrong – I love photography, but in all honesty, I don’t have any interest in the work involved with it (i.e. saving the photos, organizing the photos, cataloging the photos, backing up with photos, etc.).  I suppose, that would be called lazy… So with that being said, I don’t take as many photos as I should, but I do have a few photos of my own.  Yes, there are a few times that I get energetic enough to carry around the camera for myself.  J still has to look after transferring them from the camera for me.  I haven’t gotten there yet (nor do I plan too)... TA DA…for all those skeptics (*wink*) out there.  Here is your proof that I know how to work a camera… This photo was taken last year on our trip to Bonaire.  These wind generators have

It's snowing here in my part of Canada today.  Actually it's flurrying.  Regardless what you call it - it sucks.  So with that being said, I'm going to my happy place...

One of my family’s favorite weekend lunches is beans and wieners (aka - beans and hot dogs or aka – beans and franks).  Weird, I know… but the men in the household enjoy anything that you can devour while piled on buttered bread. A few months ago, I was in the process of preparing this gourmet fare.  I know - I'm such a gourmet cook.  The can of beans had been dumped in the pot and I was in process of cutting up the hot dogs (as they are called in here Canada), when my son saunters over to the kitchen counter and asks what I’m doing.  Here is a snippet of the conversation that followed: Me:   I’m making lunch.  The Boy:   Why are you cutting up the hot dogs? Me:   What are you talking about? The Boy:   I’m asking why you are cutting up the hot dogs. Me:    You have to cut up the hot dogs in order to make “beans and wieners”. The Boy:   (With a look of horror and shock in his eyes.)  WHAT?  WHAT D