I got an email from a girlfriend this morning and I feel the need to quote part of it that I think is oh so true! I guess we can say this is my thought for the day (keep in mind I just did a midnight shift and my day is screwy now)...

It states "A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument."

 You poor men, you have it so rough eh?!

Today before work I did a teeny bit of Christmas shopping. I browsed the entire store once and went back a second time to collect everything I needed/wanted. I was quite happy about all of my purchases and patted myself on the back more than once for the thought I had put into some of them. I then went to work. Nine hours later I get home and I decide to check everything out once before I wrap some of it. Sure enough I open one of the boxes and there is NOTHING in it! I just gave the store a call to leave them a message and there is no answering machine! I am not impressed. So now I am going to have to get up early and call the store right away and head BACK into the city to fix the problem.

Christmas shoppers be warned... check the boxes of everything before you bring it home!

Back when I was about 6 ot 7, maybe younger, my dad had me watching every Christmas special known to man. Like any young girl who admires their daddy, his favourites were my favourites! Sadly enough this trend even continues into my late 20's.... hmmmm...

There were 2 specific Christmas movies on TV that I looked forward to every year. The first was One Magic Christmas, but the second one is the one on the top of my list. You cant even find it in stores or movie rental stores; The Night They Saved Christmas! I cannot even begin to explain what this movie means to me. To have known that I remembered the movie and bits and pieces of it and not remember what it was called killed me. There were moments over the last 10 or more years that I thought I may have dreamt it all up. I would explain it to people and try to remember as much as I could about it. I have tried numerous searches in the recent past years to look for it, but not knowing the title or exact details did not help. The other night when I was so excited about the first snow fall (see past blogs) I thought I would give it a whole other go on Google and I went through a lot of searching before I found it. At last I had the title! Now something to work with! So Chapters and Indigo did not have it for sale anymore. HMV did not have it for sale anymore. Those are 2 of the few sites I feel comfortable resorting to online shopping from. Last resort was my weakness....EBAY! I had to make a promise to myself that if I were to find it on EBAY it would be the ONLY thing I bid for on EBAY for the time being.... I tend to get addicted. I finally found it and after a night to think it over I made a bid the next day with 1 minute left in the auction and IT ARRIVED TODAY! I just finished watching it. I think my chin was on the ground the whole time from awe and fascination of how much I loved it. I remembered every bit of it. I also remember certain aspect of when I was a child watching it; the sofa I sat on, what time of day it was on, etc. WOW!

I have the most amazing calm and happy feeling right now. This is so perfect. The search for my childhood memory has finally ended. I cant wait to show my dad tomorrow night!

Thank you EBAY!

It is not even Wednesday night yet and I am already panicking about what to do now that the Bachelor is over. Wow, I really have it bad for that show! Adam asked me earlier on in the week "What are your Wednesday nights going to consist of now that the Bachelor is done" and my mouth just dropped; I was flabbergasted. I had no idea what to say! Ever since then I have been completely anxiety struck. This means I am going to have to make an effort to find something productive to do. Wednesday nights were so sacred to me.... AHHHH!

Thank goodness the library called me today. I had reserved a book by Nicholas Sparks. He is a really good author actually. I am not usually one for romance novels and what not, but he is awesome! This is the last one of his I have yet to read... I refused to pay 40$ for it when it came out on hard cover last year. I also have the Da Vinci code on hold, unless a girlfriend from work remembers to bring it into me. I have heard nothing but good things about that book. And now there is talk about Tom Hanks starring in the film about it! Tom Hanks is amazing! I would definately marry him! He is so gifted and talented. I cant wait to see the Polar Express. I think I will ask for The Terminal from Santa.

So now I am headed to bed where I will start reading my book but knowing me I will stay up all night and read the whole darned thing and then really have nothing to do Wednesday night.... I need therapy for this!

I am definately feeling the effects of that heavy snow yesterday! I mean, it DID take me an hour and a half to shovel 2 driveways and a few walkways. That right there should have been some sort of indication of how much pain I would be in today. However it is an awesome pain. I think I must be insane but I LOVE the feeling of aching muscles after a work out or ... lifting heavy wet snow. It is awesome! Just hope I dont drop anyone at work tonight!

Does anyone beleive in psychics? How do they know the things that they do?

I have been thinking lately about the one I went to see last year. On a trip back from Toronto we passesd a house advertising for a psychic. On the spur of the moment I went in and she told me things I am curious how she knew ... what my job was... what my jobs were in the past... things that came true.

It is the things that came true that make me wonder if other things she said will come true. I am just curious what others think...

I feel horrible writing this blog after the day that Andrea has had... but I have just had the best "self-day". Besides waking up from barely any sleep in 2 days and feeling completely and uterally emotionally drained, I have had a super awesome "feel good about me" kinda day. I cant even remember the last time I had one of these days from start to finish. I have had a few here and there that start out well but end really crummy, so this is great! I laid in bed and read the rest of my book this morning... which was a real tear-jerker by the way... and then I took my time showering and getting ready for my day. I can usually be showered, blow dried, dressed and out the door in less than half an hour. I am highly low maintenance. However today was different. I took the time to straighten my hair and made it all purrty. I didnt put on any super awesome clothes or make up or anything. I just threw on a pair of old jeans with a hole in them, and a tshirt and fleecy and then headed out. But I felt so good! I did some ... well... what was suposed to be Christmas shopping, but I ended up coming out of Old Navy with a pair of jeans (the ones I keep complaining fall halfway down my ass) and 2 VERY sexy shirts... How do I explain my shirts? Well when I got home I took them out of the bag and mom's first comment was "Wow, those are sexy pajamas". I was like "um mom... these are shirts!" Ya that should explain them. One is emerald green and the other is hot pink and they are silky and lacy and basically look like lingerie tops. YAY ME! And for me to feel good in something like that, considering I am not the most gorgeous person is super wonderful. Now I just need to wear them somewhere! HA!

So this morning while getting the kids at work up for school, we had the radio going on KISS FM, which is my favourite station by the way. They were doing a Snow Suit Fund radio-thon this morning, asking for donations. $35 will buy a child a brand new snow suit... pretty good deal. As soon as I heard it something struck a chord in me. I have very few charities I will donate to; breast cancer is usually the only one I go for on a regular basis, because it is in the family. However, when it comes to kids, it doesnt take much convincing for me to give, as long as I know it is legit. I kept thinking all morning that I should call and donate and the more I listened the more I wanted to do just that. I kept thinking I really do not have the money, I have lots of bills to pay, I am working fewer hours lately, etc... but when it all comes down to it, there are people worse off than I am. So on my way home, while driving I might add, I hauled out the good old Visa and gave the radio station a call. I donated $50, not quite 2 suits but hopefully it will help somewhat! I guess I did it for many reasons... the main one being that fact that I cannot fathom the idea of a child not having the proper attire to enjoy my favourite season. I have always loved winter and I have always spent much more time outside this time of year than in the summer. There is nothing like fresh snow, skating, skiing, building snow forts and snowmen, tobogganing, and being able to enjoy all that the winter has to offer. The idea of a child not having the opportunity to experience everything they can while they are young just brings tears to my eyes. I was always so lucky as a child, and even now. I always had brand new snow suits every year with matching accessories; always had warm boots; always had everything I ever needed, and more. I actually wish I had donated more now...

This is definately what the Christmas spirit is all about. It is not about receiving the hottest trend toy, clothes or electronic device, but about giving to those who are less fortunate and doing something special for someone without needing the recognition of it.

Definately gonna be another feel-good kinda day!

Okay... so I lied. I said there would be a lot of blogging going on when I got home from my not so wonderful weekend but I seem to have worked it all out. There was lots of yelling, lots of bitching and complaining to friends and a co-worker, and a few phone calls but it is all good now.

This was such an emotionally toling weekend though. I mean, nothing seemed to be in ANYONE's favour, let alone just mine. People were quitting, plans were being screwed up, unforseen illnesses occured, no matter what happened, nothing was going well for anyone. But like always we all pulled together and made it work... which I didnt think would happen in the end. I think I was mad at the world come the end of last evening quite honestly! I got an okay sleep and had a chance away from everyone and everything to calm down and think about things... I am still upset with the way things happened but I am calm now so it is all good.

Did anyone watch the 3 hr finale of Surivior last night? I have pretty much been boycotting survivor since the first ever Survivor was on... thats the only one I watched faithfully, then I watched part of the men vs women one like last year or the year before, and then thats it. I always said I would never be a die hard fan. This time around however, was different. I watched every single episode from start to finish, and last night I really wasnt sure who would win after the jury tore them apart but I was rooting for Chris the whole time. Man did he ever play that game. He was sneaky and manipulative and he did exactly what he had to do to win! AND HE DID! YAY! Now my Thursday nights are over too... my goodness! First they end my Bachelor on Wednesday nights and now they take away my Survivor on Thursday nights... all I have to live for now is the Amazing Race on Tuesday nights and that will be taken right out from under me sooner than I realize.... sniff sniff! OH THE TORTURE!

And can I say that I do love snow and am extremely excited for the ski hills to be open with real snow instead of the fake crap, but COMMON! Every single bloody day off of mine we get a snow storm, every single bloody time I have an appointment out of town for my car we get a snow storm! I AM SICK OF SNOW STORMS! Just snow like a normal country would! Last night when I left work it was definately not snowing, not even a flake flying in the air. I left Adams at 10:30 and I had 2 feet of snow on my car. What usually takes me 40 minutes on any normal day... or even in kinda crappy weather, took me 2 flipping hours to get home. I was doing no more than 40 on a highway I usually do 120 on... Thank god my radio works or I would have been going snakey! There were so many idiots passing people and slamming on their brakes and swerving... some people have no common sense... and it is never them that get hurt, its the people who are trying to be careful.

On the brighter side of things... as Adam's little sister said last night... I am an auntie by association now. Adam's middle sister had a baby yesterday. She was due exactly one week ago today. She went to the hospital at 5am and had her baby just before noon. He was a baby boy, Caleb Frederick, 7lbs 13 oz. What a perfect size! I cant wait to buy baby clothes now that I know what it is. They didnt want to find out before they had it... I would go crazy not knowing!

Anyhow thats my blog for the day. I have put off shovelling for a good 4 hours now, so I had better jump to it!

The picture that I chose as my header and theme for my blogs reminds me of Finding Nemo. You know, the part where Nemo and Dorey are lost and its all dark in the bottom of the ocean and Dorey thinks she should go to the light when it is really this scary ass fish with a streetlamp type thing attached to his head?! This is what it reminds me of. However, once I get bored of this theme/header and change it to something different, this blog will make no sense.... :)

So questions to all... I know in order to make your own header you need a pic with so many pixels and what not. Ok that is fine, but I have tried to put on on here from me putting it on photobucket and making an URL and all that jazz ( I am pretty much computer illiterate when it comes to creating crap like that) but it never works. 

My first question would be:

Where do I find the pics I want for headers that are the perfect size?

My second question is:

Why have they not been working?

I can blog but I cannot create.... help me please!

I should definately be on Queer Eye for the Straight Guy... only 2 problems... I am not male... nor am I gay.

For a few months now I have been telling Adam that his pants are too big and that he needs a girl to take him shopping to get him fitted clothing. So... tonight was the night!

We went to Old Navy... I dont much like their clothing for women, the odd time I do, but I must admit I really like their guys clothes. So before we went in I gave him a good ol' pep talk and basically explained to him that he had no say what so ever in what he tried on :) I LOVE IT!  Everytime I went to look for a different size in something I would come back with 3 other things for him to try on. HA! I even made him buy new shoes at Transit, which he always refuses to do... he thinks his ONE PAIR of old hiking/running shoes go with everything else he wears.... which maybe they did... Until NOW!

Well, it was quite the experience. We learned a few things.

#1: Adam does not know what he likes, contrary to what he says he does and does not like (ie: I grab a red dress shirt with white lines in it which he says he would never wear... he gets it on and loves it)

#2: Adam believes he is taller than he actually is (he has always worn a pant in a 34 length... he discovered, with my help of course, that a 30 length is more than long enough for him... no wonder his pants sagged in the ass)

#3: Adam could almost be on his way to gay (of course this is my doing mind you... but he likes shoes that most straight men would never dream of wearing and I almost died when he bought them, and he liked tight sweaters that the gay men look so good in.... WEIRD)

I think we will keep that last lesson to ourselves though. I am just STARTING the whole process of dressing less like a hick/slob so we dont wanna ruin it so soon. I had a blast. The girl in the fitting rooms was laughing at us the whole time. Adam had a great time too, which means that even though I gave him no say in what he tried on, I was not a mean and bossy bitch.

Anyone need a personal shopper?

Last night was such a long night... I was so tired. All I wanted to do was fall asleep, especially when I got all curled up in a comfy bean bag chair with a "ribby" (see profile for definition of a ribby). I was so tired I couldnt even watch Harry Potter.... NOW THAT IS TIRED! Damn midnight shifts!

I need to get to sleep right now but I am so hyper. I had to take a sleeping pill... should have taken 2... just to calm myself down. I am thinking about work tonight, I am worrying that I wont sleep today, I am excited about leaving for Toronto for a week.... ahhhhh! I need to learn to turn my mind off but I dont know how!

Any suggestions? Counting sheep doesnt work, meditation doesnt seem to work (or I am not doing it right), music makes me wanna dance, reading makes me wanna keep reading, NOTHING WORKS! HELP!

I stole this from a friend who sent it to me as an email. It is just something to fill a blog while I am waiting for something exciting to say... and it is a bit of insight into me... enjoy!

Bought everyone in the pub a drink

Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground 

Been a sperm or egg donor

So I THINK I am all packed and ready to go, except for a few odd ends that I cant put in my suitcase until morning... oh my god, I started to type "until after my AM care"... maybe I need this week vacation more than I think! I feel like I am gonna forget something major, but being in Toronto I know I will be ok to find whatever it is I need. I am quite excited! I think we definately need this week away alone together, and just having this to look forward to over the last week or so has really made things better already. Hopefully it will be "just what the doctor ordered"... the doctors being friends that is!

This weekend was LONG! Thursday night I worked with bitch face (my favourite person in the whole world) and she nit picked about every damn thing that she could possibly find. Eventually I just started getting mouthy with her. She drives me insane! Friday and Saturday midnights are always much better cuz I get to work with someone I actually like. We always have fun! But last night I was so sleepy I had to take a 2 hr power nap... it did wonders! However, once I woke up I had to get elbow deep into pee and poo (ahhhh my job is so glamorous)... and it wasnt just ONE kid, it was ALL of them, and they were all laughing hysterically, which was completely freaky in itself. That was quite the way for my weekend to end I tell ya!

I was able to shop til 11 this morning... usually I am home and in bed before 10. The roads were crap today. I dont get why people are in such a rush to get places on days like today. I mean, honestly, where are you going that is so urgent that you would risk your life and the lives of others to get there so quickly. People need to slow down and smarten up! It is never you that you have to worry about. As far as I am concerned it is always the person who is driving like an idiot that ends up driving away from an accident and causing the cautious person to end up in the ditch. I found that out 2 winters ago from experience. I was driving home from Ottawa and it was a wicked snow storm. I was going slow due to lots of black ice and light snow... bad combination! Some ass comes flying up behind me and decided to pass me. There were NO cars coming in our direction, thank goodness, but yet this idiot decided to pull back into our lane less than 5 feet in front of me, and hit his brakes, as if someone was coming towards us and he didnt have time to pull further ahead. Of course my options were limited to either slamming on my brakes or driving head on into him, so I hit the brakes... common response to that sort of situation. He kept driving as my car did complete circles... I think 3 of them, across the highway and into the ditch on the opposite side of the highway. I was in shock. I screamed the whole time. But he didnt even stop, he kept on truckin'. Thank goodness 3 cars stopped shortly there after and pushed me out. One man even offered to drive me home or wait with me until someone came to get me, he was worried about me driving when I was in such shock. So I supose the lesson learned that day was that for every idiot on the road there are 2 or 3 saints who will stop to help out someone in need.  I am always scared now, driving on that one section of highway 7. There have been so many fatal accidents there, year round!

So anyhow I came home, unpacked my bag from the weekend, threw in some laundry and slept till supper time... mmmm... mom's home made lasagna. Does anyone else pronounce lasagna as la-sag-na? I pronounce every syllable. I do the same thing with phlegm too... ph-leg-um. HA! Hooked on phonix works for me! (Note to readers... I didnt use hooked on phonix, dont even think it existed when I was in elementary school to be honest with you).

So tonight I have been packing my suitcase for my trip... I hate packing. Never know what I should bring, not bring, always end up over packing. I have a HUGE suitcase ready to go with my stuff, the suitcase one size down for Adam to pack his stuff, a duffle bag of presents for Adam, and another bag with shoes and my map book in it! MY GOD! I may as well move out! And I have my trustly little list beside me to tick off as I go. I love lists! Anyone who knows me knows how highly anal I am about organization. Sorry but its true! People will just have to live with it.

Oh... my mom dyed my hair tonight too... deep burgundy brown... or so the box said. It was suposed to be like a dark brown red. HA! I love it, well I love blue hair too, but thats nto the point. When I finished drieing it I threw it back into a ponytail, cuz its my day off and I dont much care, and went back downstairs to clean up. Mom said "Oh thats a really nice colour on you! It suits you". It looks super dark in a pony tail! Then I took the elastic out and shook my head.... and mom kinda laughed at me. My head was glowing. Damn scalp is red! HA! The front of it and my bangs are really red but thats ok, I usually wear the front part of my hair back anyhow! I do like it though! Very festive... not nearly as festive as the year I had it fire engine red! I didnt actually do it specifically for Christmas, it was just cuz! I was managing at Harvey's that year I was at the front cash and a lady I was helping was holding a young girl. The young girl made a comment about "look at her pretty red hair" and her mom said "yes, very nice for Christmas isnt it". I was like hmmmm... I should throw some green in there too!

This morning on my way through Manotick from work, a stranger completely made my day! I love when that happens. I was coming up to a red light and I noticed that the guy behind me had his ticker on to turn right at the light. We were in a single lane (cuz Manotick is so bloody small) and so before I got to the red light I pulled over as far left as I could go so that he could squeeze by. I know how long the lights are. As he was driving by he honked and waved and mouthed thank you. I was like "awwww how sweet are you!" It reminded me of when I was driving back and forth to Niagara Falls every month to visit a boyfriend years ago. It was rush hour traffic from Toronto through Burlington to Niagara. It was hell! But this transport was trying forever to get from the fast lane to the middle lane so I let him in when I had the chance. He had a sign on the back of his transport where the license plate was and it would light up when he hit a button and it would read "Thank you". Little things like that totally make my day! It definately does not take much to please me!

So I wont be back until Christmas Eve day. That is my favourite day of the whole Christmas thing. Ever since I can remember my family would go to church at 6 (which we dont do anymore) and then after church both my mom's side of the family and my dad's side of the family, and friends from town would all come over. We have enough food to feed an army and we would talk and play games and crank Christmas music! You always had to fast for a week before just so you could eat so much (so this is your notice to whomever is coming)....it is awesome! This year I get to share it with my bf and perhaps a friend if she wants to join me... however I understand either way. Then after everyone leaves my family will be doing the whole Santa Clause thing. This is totally new to us. Usually my brother and his wife come over very early in the morning Christmas morning and we open gifts and have a huge breakfast. This year I work from 8am till 8pm on Christmas day, so I will have to leave here no later than 7am. I will be damned if I am getting up at 4 to open presents! NO THANK YOU! So this year we are doing it Christmas Eve. Too weird!

So to all those who read this, have a great week, be safe, and incase I am not back on until Christmas or after... Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!

Okay so I am SUPOSED to be on my way to Toronto but no, I am at home, still in my pajamas waiting for a damn tow truck to come and boost me. It appears that not even another running car has enough juice to give me a boost! This is NOT how my day was suposed to start. I got abruptly woken up this morning by my mother running into my room yelling for me to get up and wait for the tow truck. She had already called my road side assistance for me. "It could take 2-4 hours" she said. 4 hours came and went and I called them and asked where they were and what was taking so long... "Well, Ottawa is in a code red right now, state of emergency, so we are putting stranded motorists first. It could be 4-24 hours before they get to you ma'am". VERY NICE!

I am completely bummed! :(

So not only will my car not start with another car, not even the friggin tow truck, with a huge ass generator will get it going! It now has to be towed over to Smiths Falls to the dealership where they will change the battery! BIG FUCKING GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Have I ever mentioned that I hate Christmas time! Something always goes wrong... someone dies, I get the flu, I end up working... and now my car dies!

Lesson of the day for today is...

Never attempt to trim or shave the hair on any part of your body when you are super mad or upset! You just end up making a mess and having to shave it all off.

Thank goodness it wasnt the hair on my head!

Okay where do I start?

Well I guess for all those who are wondering, I did in fact end up going to Toronto. We didnt leave until about 6 Monday night, getting us to the hotel around 11:30, but we did go! I was not at all in the mood, but Adam was not about to let me skip out of this one. He basically informed me that if he had to take me kicking and screaming he would. So away we went... in my mother's car I might add.

Monday night was a write off, although the highlight of my night was getting a bag of SpongeBob stuffed dolls from the hotel when we checked in... and I dont even enjoy Sponge Bob. I think I just needed a pick me up... sadly that did the trick!

Tuesday we did the whole Eaton Centre thing... in search of a present for Mitch. I found NOTHING, but I was not looking near as hard as I could have been. I did however buy 2 pair of jeans due to a sale. The Eaton Centre was INSANE! We first drove down there in hopes of finding parking... but ended up going back to the hotel, parking and taking the subway. We didnt stay very long. That night we walked forever to a gorgeous fancy restaurant (Adam's doing) and had a nice quiet romantic dinner. Very nice, although the shoes I wore suck for walking and I have a huge blister on my toe. We took a taxi back to the hotel, stayed in our jammies, watched Shark's Tale and went to bed.

Wednesday morning we meant to get up early to try the hotel restaurant breakfast... was suposed to be amazing... but we didnt wake up until almost noon... oops! So we showered and went out to a deli for a quick lunch and went to see Mama Mia... PHENOMENAL! I was so impressed! I have seen a LOT of musicals in my day but this one probably hits the #1 spot now. VERY GOOD! It made me laugh, it made me cry, it made me sing, it made me dance! YAY! That night we had a little snack in lieu of supper and took the subway down to Nathan Phillips Square. It is a gorgeous site to see but nothing compares to the beauty and vastness of the canal... we both agreed! We then walked back up Queen St, in what Toronto was calling a snow storm, stopped at the Condom Shack (very fun store), Chapters (a 3-floor one), and Tim Hortons for a cappucino. Then back to the hotel, where I was subjected to the worst sharp pain in my abdomen that I have ever felt. I was scared it was my appendix, but it hasnt bothered me since that night. Adam kept suggesting the hospital... I kept suggesting the toilet. Anyhow...

Thursday morning we planned to get up to try that great breakfast but again we slept in... oops! We went out for a late lunch at Planet Hollywood, and went to the CN Tower. I had a hunch it would be closed due to high winds and indeed the highest level was. So I said I would take the package with just the 2 lookouts and she said that the middle lookout was closed for a private function but the glass floor lookout was open and she could give it to me for the same price I would pay normally. She made it sound like a deal. She said that she could give me the glass floor level for 1/2 the price I would pay for that and the middle lookout. I mentioned that the glass floor lookout only has a 2foot by 2 foot glass piece to look through and she agreed and said that all we would see in the weather they were having would be clouds and fog... so what the hell are you trying to sell me then woman? So we went to the gift shop, looked around, played some air hockey and arcade games and headed back out. Last night we stayed in, in the storm and around 10 or 11 we ordered room service (Pizza and booze). We did not get to do anything near what we wanted to do because of the weather and driving conditions, but it was nice to get away.

I am however, no further ahead in my thought process than I was before we left.

So tonight is Christmas Eve but for me this year it is also Christmas day. We always have friends and family over for a HUGE pile of food and booze and just sit around and stuff after everyone is done at church, but this year since I am working 12 hrs on Christmas morning, we are opening presents tonight. Should be interesting, its kinda weird for me. Always said people who open gifts Christmas eve were weird... now I have become one of them!

My car started the other day. I got a call Tuesday morning from dad saying that he decided to try my car that morning before we left for work and it started fine. Good thing the tow truck had not come yet. So mom took it to work all week and she said it has been fine... damn thing. But no one got ahold of the hyundai roadside assistance people so there was still a call out for my car to be towed to the dealership to get a new battery. They showed up late Tuesday night after mom and dad had been in bed. Mom heard the truck and went to the window and noticed they had backed up and were hooking my FATHER'S car up to the truck. This makes me laugh cuz my dad parks in one driveway and me and mom share a double driveway on the other side of the house. Me and my mother both drive hyundai's. My father drives a chevrolet. 2 accents to choose from and a chevy... and the guy hooks up the chevy... dad ran outside before the guy could take it away but its still quite humorous to me! Just because it is the Christmas season and I should not make fun of people, we will blame the hooking up incident on the dark... not stupidity! :)

So thats it for now... I am sure I will have more! Oh yes I have a belly button cleaning story! But I must go entertain! That will have to wait till tomorrow.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

Yay for Santa... he did good!

So Santa came already and we opened our presents tonight (see past blogs for reasoning on backwardness of Christmas). We all did so well, as always. I got a huge bag of relaxation bath stuff and lotions and a relaxation CD and bath bombs. I cant wait to get home from work tomorrow night and have a nice and relaxing "ME" night. I got a digital camera with all the fixin's but I knew I was getting that... my parents had discussed it with me already. I got a stocking full of fun stuff! Nautica for women perfume from my gramma, gift certificates, money, a Cherished Teddy (I collect these and have probably over 5 grand worth in them now, if not more), cool decor things like "Jives" (hard to explain but one of those scary wooden african voo doo men playing instruments... well I got a CD rack like that one year, he is huge and we named him Jives, but this year I got a wee mini jives playing a sax). Very cool. Also got this gorgeous decorated egg, absolutely beautiful from an artisan show that was in Ottawa. A pilates video (now I can ache more often YAY, but I asked for it)... and of course I got the ONLY thing I put on my Christmas wish list.... Amorina Francesi... a Cabbage Patch kid! Yes that was the one and only thing on my wish list. She is gorgous! Nice brown eyes and brown hair. In a pink and blue outfit. The best part was opening up the box and having that baby powder Cabbage Patch Kid smell from when you were 4 come flooding back to you.... ahhhhhhhh. And she is wearing a real diaper... I dont ever remember a Cabbage Patch Kid coming in a diaper!

So now since I work at 8am tomorrow, and need to get up at 6... ICK... I shall grab Amorina, show her around my room, and tuck both of us into bed for the night.  For any of you that know me, you know I actually WILL be showing her around and tucking her in beside me. HA!

Good night all, hope Santa is good to everyone tonight

How was everyone's Christmas? Was Santa good to everyone?

I got to work Christmas morning, which on one hand I didnt care about, but on the other I would have rather have been home. My day did, however, go over very well considering I have never worked a day shift at this home. But who else has a pair of bosses that would come into work for 3 hours on Christmas morning; mop all your floors, vaccuum the carpets, put out recycling and garbage from the presents you are opening, change kids diapers, bring a cappuccino machine from home and make you cappuccinos, hot chocolates and espressos all morning, bring muffins and home made salsa and chips, and start prepping and cooking your Christmas dinner for you? I was in shock! I would have dropped dead seeing any of my bosses in the past do this, but somehow it didnt surprise me to see these 2 at the home on Christmas morning. I was happy to have them there... I appreciated everything they did for us!

Then I came home, completely sore and exhausted, had a nice hot relaxing bath with some new bath stuff, and vegged all night. Today I slept till 1. YAY ME!

Hope everyone had a great Christmas!

Blog ya soon!

WOW! What a day! Considering the fact that I had to get up about 5 hours earlier than I am used to for work, and I worked over 12 hours, I actually think I had the best day that I have ever had... at work that is! I got to work with Andrea all day which I always enjoy and I love being around her because she just makes me feel so good, and then I worked with Jen tonight for the very first time. It is interesting... someone you dont know about, or how she is, turns out to be one of the nicest people you will ever talk to. She is very intelligent, has very well thought out opinions and is very knowledgable about certain things! I highly enjoyed working with her and talking with her and hope to do more of both in the future!

So what a day! Management was amazing though, very much on top of things today, our issues, needing support/advice, etc. It was awesome in that respect! There were a few issues that needed to be dealt with but are in the right hands now. Too many things being left uncommunicated, but I guess that goes along with being a part timer. Not always being there leaves holes in communication. I guess you will get that anywhere and everywhere if you are not at a job on a regular basis. Like we say "its a part timer thing" :)

On a happy note, my boss sent out the revised copy of both schedules and I am working some evening shifts at the one home I only do midnights at. I have never been more excited! One of the co-owners had to hug me to calm me down! I am also 1 shift away from being fully van trained... I beleive. I think the boss said she would come in the middle of this week and do my last training session with me. YAY for being able to take the boys out for fun things!

On the down side of things.... things with me and Adam are still up in the air. However, talking with Andrea has really given some good advice and some good insight. It is like her and I are the same person. Everything she has said to me so far tonight has been exactly what is in my head but what I cannot get out in the same way she does. So it is kinda nice to have that clarified and validated! So we will see how things go. I know it wont be as hard as I think it will be right now... it just needs time... whatever the outcome.

Hope everyone is having a good post-Christmas week!

:)

I dont know what it is but every so often I get this huge urge to do something to shake things up a little. It has gone from tattoos to piercings to extensions/braids. I miss my braids that were down to my butt, they were awesome, but I dont miss the itchiness and not being able to wash my hair. I am fairly anal about being clean. But I doooo have the urge for another piercing. That would be 3 in a row now. I got my nose done in February and my tragus done in August... now I want my labret pierced. My little cousin got her labret pierced last week and I saw it for the first time on Christmas eve and it looks so sharp. I have been doing lots of research on it over the last few days and I am worried about it scratching the enamel off my teeth and causing my gums to deteriorate, but I need to do something! I bought a magnetic one today to see what it would look like but it falls off so its hard to tell.

Any suggestions?

A chapter from my past has been reopened today and I am not sure how I feel about it. On one hand I have much anger and bitterness and on the other it is an excited feeling due to the fact that it proved once again, my small psychic abilities.

A few years back I met a friend through the internet. We started out chatting and eventually became more, as we were both single at the time. We never became serious, we were more of the recurring rebound for each other and just people we could talk to about any pressing issues we had in life. We were more friends than anything. This went on for a year or more. Eventually he became a complete asshole, because I didnt want more from him. As easy as it was to talk to him, I could not trust him completely. He used this to his advantage and liked to mess with my head as well. I eventually got sick of it and refused all contact with him. There were also other issues in regards to his decisions in life that I either did not support or agree with that lead me to this decision.

Over the last 2 weeks I have been wondering about him. It could be because this is the time of year in which we met and we always went skiing together in the winter. Regardless, he popped into my head and I have been curious about what he is up to. I did not, however, have any urge to start up any sort of contact with him again.

Well today that turned around on me. I got an email from him. I was completely caught off guard by the email and just sat staring at the screen for what seemed like forever. Eventually I wrote him back and explained that he IS a chapter from my life that I was expecting to be closed forever. He explained a lot of things, but I am not sure what to beleive or what to think. He was a super good friend, we had fun together, and we talked about a lot of things. I am very cautious right now and my guard remains high. I will not give into his charm and let him talk his way back into my life. I cant! I have been hurt too many times near the end of our friendship to let him back into my life.

I just hate knowing he was such a good friend before... but I know I need to be strong.

I have been thinking about the whole "New Years Resolution" thing and for fun I did some Googling on it. I think it is hilarious that there are sites intended to teach you how to keep your New Years resolution. These sites give you 10 "to do's" and "Top ten resolutions that will never be broken". Why has it come to the point that we need these sites? Does that not just show what resolutions are really all about?! I am now, after 26 years, a firm believer that New Years Resolutions are made so that they can be broken, so this year I am gearing my New Years Resolutions towards this new revelation:

This year I vow to eat ONLY junk food, nothing healthy what so ever.

This year I vow to gain as much weight as I possibly can; The more the better!

This year I vow to ignore my heart and my head and  only listen to cheaters, liars and head-messer-uppers.

This year I vow to do everything in the interest of others and not me; The more it hurts me the better!

This year I vow to spend all the money I can and put myself into the biggest debt ever known to man!

I found this on a website :

Fitting, isnt it!?

I am getting nervous for tonight. Adam is going to stop by to see me on his way to work tonight. I am super excited, but super scared too! I kinda wanna see how it feels and if the "bubbles" are there (like Andrea said).

We will see!

Okay I am going insane, and I need some advice.

Last night Adam and I broke up, and I am not sure it was the right thing to do. After much of my venting and explaining to him what I need and want he agreed that it is the right thing to do. I am just not sure anymore if it was. I miss him! Of course I miss him! I just spend 7 months with him and we have talked every day since we started going out. But I also want to be with him. I do love him, and I want to be with him so bad it hurts but I know we need to figure things out. I wont go into detail here but I need changes and I need to see that there is an effort to change. There is just something that Kelli said to me today that is ringing over and over in my mind... "Is this not something you can work on together as a couple?!" I keep wondering this, and I dont know. I want to say we SHOULD be able to but on the other hand it feels like we have tried things over and over and just keep coming back to this one spot.

So what do I do? I dont know how long I am gonna last trying to do this whole break up thing!

Ahhhhh!

:(

I never had no one
I could count on
I’ve been let down so many times
I was tired of hurtin’
So tired of searchin’
’til you walked into my life
It was a feelin’
I’d never known
And for the first time
I didn’t feel alone

You’re more than a lover
There could never be another
To make me feel the way you do
Oh we just get closer
I fall in love all over
Everytime I look at you
I don’t know where I’d be
Without you here with me
Life with you makes perfect sense
You’re my best friend
You’re my best friend, oh yeah

You stand by me
And you believe in me
Like nobody ever has
When my world goes crazy
You’re right there to save me
You make me see how much I have
And I still tremble
When we touch
And oh the look in your eyes
When we make love

You’re more than a lover
There could never be another
To make me feel the way you do
Oh we just get closer
I fall in love all over
Everytime I look at you
And I don’t know where I’d be
Without you here with me
Life with you makes perfect sense
You’re my best friend
You’re my best friend

You’re more than a lover
There could never be another
To make me feel the way you do
Oh we just get closer
I fall in love all over
Everytime I look at you
And I don’t know where I’d be
Without you here with me
Life with you makes perfect sense
You’re my best friend
You’re my best friend (my best friend)
You’re my best friend (my best friend)

                             ------ Tim McGraw

I do not even have the energy to type an interesting blog. I had 2 paragraphs but I was getting bored so I erased it. I am so exhausted and run down from working so much. I was upset that my shifts at Spartan were screwed over and I missed out on 2 shifts (well only one now cuz I picked up 8 hrs today) but then I get to thinking... I just did a week of double shifts every day. At this point I could use the sleep and rest for my body over the money! I finally get to sleep in tomorrow, as long as I am awake, packed and ready to go before 2 I am ok. I am going to Quebec to some huge ass ski hill for 2 days, YAY!

There will be more on that when I come back. For now I must retire to bed :)

Okay before I ramble on about my weekend I need to vent.

Why do teeny boppers insist on looking like Britney Spears on a ski hill in weather conditions ranging from high moisture, ice pellets, freezing cold winds and snow drifts? I was only at Mont Saint Sauveur for a 12 hour total and I saw more Britney and Christina Aguillera wanna be's than I did actual skiiers. The first night, while Michel was skiing and I was trying to regain circulation in my feet due to a minor repair needed on a ski boot, I saw 2 young girls, dressed for the club, standing outside with purses, high heeled boots, mini skirts (boy were they mini), and a zipper up sweatshirt over what was probably something flimsy... and no winter atire. They were shaking and cuddling together to keep warm. It was quite cold, windy and very damp last night. That baffled me. Then there are the regular alternative girls who are into snowboarding, have pink or purple streaks in their hair, braids or pig tails, fashionable winter attire (snow pants, ski jacket, tuque, gloves, helmet etc). You can tell they are alternative type teeny boppers but they understand the conditions that they are skiing in. Fashion can be warm too. Well... my biggest laugh of the trip was when I had returned my rentals this afternoon and was waiting on Michel to finish his last run of the day. 3 snowboarders come into the locker rooms all decked out. 2 of them were dressed for the weather. The third one had on a flimsy pink jacket that didnt even cover her waist... yes her so-called "ski jacket" showed her midrift! THEN on top of that she had black stylish nice ski pants... very nice... topped with a patent leather bright pink belt complete with rinestone studded jewels all over it hanging off the hips of her pants. WHY I ask you WHY would you wear a belt on top of your snow pants, not even through the belt buckles. I always have fun people watching! I just dont understand why people think skiing is a fashion statement instead of a sport!? I was bundled right up, nothing matched, and I was warm and comfy!

Okay so I do not, by any means, call myself a "skiier". I am simply someone who loves the winter and loves to participate in all the winter has to offer me... skiing just happens to be one of those things. I highly lack confidence in myself when it comes to skiing. There is something so painfully frightening about being strapped to not only one, but TWO long waxed up and ready to go pieces of fibre glass down a MOUNTAIN! I did very well considering I have not been skiing since last year, and even then it was only once! I do not ski very often, and it shows. I did not fall! I did however take my skiis off and slide down a very steep icy part of the mountain on my bum, but that was only the first time. I made it over and over, after that! However perhaps we can fix that this year!

Speaking of being scary! How is it that as a child, we are so fearless and confident and as an adult we try to wein our way out of the scary things. I saw more children today skiing through the trees, going off of jumps, skiing backwards, doing spinney things....  there were even children in their infant years... had to be under 3, learning to ski with mom and dad.  I dont get why they have no fear. I know they are bendy and flexibe and versatile, but I do not like the fact that as we get older we become more fearful of the same things we would never have feared as a child. Why does this happen?

Snowboarding is something that has caught my eye for years now. I tried it once years back and me and a friend took a group lesson but the chick who taught us was a young girl, probably 14 or so, and had no teaching abilities what so ever. So this year I want to make it a goal for me to take atleast 3 private lessons, no group ones, and they have to be from an adult who knows what he is doing. I cant learn from some girl who says "ok you like get on your snowboard like this... ok awesome, and now you can like watch me.... ok now its your turn to do what I like did and then I can like watch you"... NO THANKS TOOTS!

The skiing conditions were amazing! We could not have asked for better weather... could have done without the white outs from time to time from blowing snow but other than that it was great! The hills were a little icy Sunday night when we got out there because of all the snowboarders but we managed. The villege in Saint Sauveur is beautiful! I really should have taken pictures!

I cant wait to go back! I cant beleive I am saying this considering the amount of pain I am in at this very moment. Last night we skiied for about 3 hours. This morning when I woke up to pee I stumbled across the room... could barely walk my calves were so sore. So instead of nursing them, I was a trooper and headed back out for another 4 hours today. Yes well.... getting in and out of the car for supper was a treat. I can barely move! Just an hour ago I went to get up to run downstairs to grab a movie and I made it to the top of the stairs and gave up. I am wobbly! I ache from the thighs down! I have now proceeded to rub leg and foot muscle rub all over my legs... I hope I can walk in the morning! I need to walk up 6 flights of stairs to get to my class tomorrow night!

All in all it was the most fun I have had in ages! Very happy I went! Cant wait to do it again!

I usually call my girly part below the belt my pachauch (something friends came up with in high school) and I call boobies... boobies...but apparently according to my name:

I always called "sex" or "making love" nookie... its more fun that way... but apparently according to my name...

It's Not Sex. It's ... : Having a Squeeze and a Squirt

Lets just see if this one comes true. It runs from today until the 17th so I will get back to you by then when the things predicted in here happen, or clearly dont happen...

Virgo Horoscope for 1/10- 1/17

This week's scenario is highlighted by forceful, decisive action, and you have the will to carry through on your intentions at this time. Physically, you feel good and your energy is flowing smoothly. Also, your interactions with others are feisty and spirited. You inspire others to take action, and group efforts or joint projects are favored. You are more clear and objective about personal matters and your relationships, so this is a favorable time to iron out differences or come to a decision. Communicating openly with loved ones, taking a trip to visit friends, or going on an outing accompanied by one you love figures prominently now. This horoscope provided by Astrology Source. Learn about your inner self, friends, and lovers.

Guess what everyone! It's that time of the TV season again... and the Bachelorette is at it again! This time it is Jenn Shefft, who I am not all that fond of as I think she is as fake as they come, but it IS the Bachelorette and all of you who know me should know how addicted I get to these shows! I have numerous reasons for watching it this time... which make up for me hating Jen Shefft. There were 25 not so bad guys all fighting for the attention of one chick! I get so involved in this show! I find myself wanting these guys or wanting the Bachelor (the male version of course) and putting myself into the show...

Have I ever mentioned I could use some therapy?!

There is only one problem this season, usually it is on Tuesdays or Wednesdays which is great because those are normally my days off... this season it is on MONDAY NIGHTS! Who thought of doing that to me! This causes a problem because now I am going to have to remember to tape it EVERY WEEK when I am at work!

I am so excited though! YAY FOR The Bachelorette!

Sherry will you accept this rose?

Yes I will :)

When you are sad

I will get you drunk and help plot revenge against the scum sucking bastard who made you sad.

When you are blue

I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

When you smile

I will know you finally got laid.

When you get scared

I will rag you about it every chance I get.

When you are worried

I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and tell you to quit whining.

When you are confused

I will use little words to explain it to your dumb ass.

When you are sick

Stay away from me until you are well again, I don't want whatever you have.

When you fall 

I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

This is my oath

I pledge till the end.

Why you may ask?

Because you're my friend! 

Over the past few days, Andrea and I have discussed numerous things... two such things being how we both have always wanted to have our own wedding planner business and what our porn star names are (courtousy of blogthings.com). Her name would be Delicious and mine apparently is Tight Cherry (a name I am sure will cause me grief in the long run). So since I have so much spare time on my hands lately I have decided that we will open a wedding planner business together and we will call it "Delicious Tight Cherry Weddings by Andrea and Sherry". It has an awesome ring to it, regardless of the sexual innuendo it applies. I said we could always specialize in virgin weddings... which scares me as I am not one to usually talk in this manner. However today is a different day. We have had such an exciting and eventful 2 days together that I am in the silliest of silly moods and this is what came out of that! Andrea did however, inform me that if we ever do go into business together, which can I say would be super fun, that I have to give up all say in what our business name would be.

Damn her, taking away all my fun!

Delicious Tight Cherry will live on!

To prove that everyone, including brunettes, have their ditzy moments... here is mine...

We started class last night and were told we need to buy a text book, which is also a work book with a DVD for specific activities and study aids.

This afternoon we went to the college, got our text book, and some Algonquin scrub pants too I might add, and all is well. We paid over $80 for a book that is less than 2 centimetres thick. I decided tonight would be a good night to start my homework and take a look at the DVD since it is freezing rain and I cant really go too far.

Now before I begin I should explain that my DVD player is a cheap piece of crap from walmart. It is the size of a book and it was only $35 I believe. Once in every 4 or 5 movies it decides the sound does not want to work. But once I stick a music CD in it plays with sound and I know I can put my movie back in and it will be fine. Well, with that being said...

I stick the DVD in and cant figure out why there is no sound. I take the DVD out, check it out, put in another one, it works with sound, so put the class DVD back in. NO SOUND AGAIN! I take it downstairs to the family room to use my parent's DVD player... again no sound! Then I realize that the people on the DVD are using sign language. Of course there is no sound... it IS a sign language course after all!

Yes even Brunettes have their moments!

Holy smokes, I should sell myself, pay off all my debt and then go travel for... forever!

I am worth $1,962,274.00 on HumanForSale.com

I am sick of people sticking up for people that they talk about behind their backs!

I am sick of people who change their mind and their opinions just so that they suit others instead of themselves!

I am sick of people who talk just for the sake of talking!

I am sick of people who have nothing intelligent to say!

I am sick of liars!

I am sick of people who act like something they are not!

I love Phoebe so this is good!! However I am not sure how much I enjoy being told I am weird and ditzy! :)

You scored as Phoebe. You're Phoebe. You come across as a bit weird and ditzy but you're fun loving. Phoebe 65% Monica 55% Chandler 50% Rachel 45% Joey 35% Ross 30% Which Friend are you? created with QuizFarm.com

John Lennon said "Life is that happens to you when you are busy making other plans".

I think this is suposed to be my motto for this year. Everything has been pointing me into this direction; horoscopes, wanted advice from friends, unwanted advice from parents, etc. I have been told to not ask questions about why things are happening, not to go looking for certain things, to go with the flow and to just live.

Since I beleive in karma, horoscopes and fate... so be it! We shall see!

So tonight was the Hillary Duff concert and I am proud to say that I went!

I have liked her since she has come into the spotlight; she is a cute actress and a good singer. I feel I can now add great performer to that list.

She is such a refreshing young talent, much better than ... say... Britney Spears. Duff has no songs that make her sound like a slut, and she is natural looking without fake add on's and trashy clothes. She kept talking to her younger audience about not listening to the negativity in the world and at school, to do something about it, etc. She is quite the role model, I must say!

In the row ahead of us there were 5 young girls probably all under the age of 8. They were there as a group with 3 dads, no mom's. The dad's were holding up signs for them, they were wearing glow necklaces around their heads that they had made into mouse ears, they were singing, dancing and screaming as loud as the girls were. I was all smiles the whole time watching them. I think it is amazing what a dad will do for his daughter. My daddy was always the same way, and he still is come to think of it. NO matter what it is, if it will make me happy he will do it. I can see my dad up and dancing and screaming with me. He does silly stuff with me all the time. But it made me think, I definately need to marry a guy that will do that with his kids. So many men are "too macho" to do something like that, it would be the wife's duty to take their daughter to see some teeny bopper perform, but like I said to the coworker that I went with... those are 3 real men!

It just really got me to thinking about my daddy and how much I love him. Even at 26 years of age I am his little girl, and I know that when I am 46 it will be the same. There is nothing that can ever change that special bond between me and dad! We may differ on few things and we may fight the war of wars against each other, but at the end of the day, when all is said and done, he is my knight in shining armor... always has been, always will be!

Perhaps I will do a tribute to my daddy this weekend when I have some more time.

It wont be right now, I am headed off to dream land. Of course, the one night I should be staying up as late as I can so I can sleep all day tomorrow before my midnight shifts begin for the weekend, and I am exhausted and cant stay up much longer without kissing the keyboard. Andrea cut into my sleeping time today to make me meet her to go shopping before our staff meeting. I have a new slogan for a bumper sticker "Andrea made me get up early to shop, and all I got was one damn pair of jeans". Damn her! HA! No its ok Andrea, shopping with you is always fun. I cant WAIT for our trip to New York. Last time I went I did a LOT of shopping... NOT GOOD! The boys can do whatever it is they feel they need to do but you and I baby... shopping distract YA!

New York baby, here we come!

Nothing much to blog about...

I did a midnight shift last night which was not as bad as I usually anticipate my Thursday nights being... however I did read most of the night! This weekend should be different, I am working with a girl I havent really worked with. I have heard she is a poor worker but the source I got that information from is not a good source to trust. Cant be any worse than some of the shifts that are to come!

On another note it is FUCKING COLD out there! It is -41 with windchill! I love the cold and I have said this numorous times before, that I am all for the winter, but this is ridiculous! I cant even get from the house to the car without turning into an ice cube, let alone go skating or skiing! Grrrr... or should I say Brrrr!

Okay well hope all is well in Mindsay land. I am off to bed for a much needed sleep!

Night night!

I am in a severe state of over exhaustion right now so bare with me on this. Tonight Adam was talking about what his uniform would be for work once Winterlude rolls in. He mentioned he would be able to wear Winterlude sweatshirts and slacks to work. Does anyone see anything funny or remotely humorous about this past sentence? SLACKS! I have not heard that word in YEARS, it is such a mommy word. To say that "someone is slacking off" is not in the least bit humorous but to define an article of clothing that one would actually wear as being "slacks" was the funniest thing to me tonight... I blame it on only sleeping 10 hours in the past 48 hours. I could not stop giggling from hearing that word. I think it has to be the silliest word ever made... say it with me now everyone... slacks! But you really have to put emphasis on SLLAACKs. HA! Oh dear... time for bed I think!

Night all!

Here I am searching through people's blogs on here, at random, and I cannot get over the amount of people who have pics in their profile of them flashing their bras or naked bodies... I was curious about ages, and they are all fairly young, the ones that do that! If my child ever posted a pic of themselves showing their undergarments or their naked body on the internet... or anywhere for that matter, they would not see the light of day for 30 years.

At the concert I went to the other night I could not BELIEVE some of the outfits the parents were letting their children wear. Some kids as young as 4 were wearing SHORT skirts, in which their rear ends would hang out if they bent over in the slightest, tops that looked like they should be bras, or showing mid-drifts. I even saw a young girl, who was probably 10 with a nose ring. I had the comment from a co-worker this weekend that kids hide certain clothing from their parents and change into it after they leave the house... well this is not always the case, which was demonstrated at the concert. These children were WITH their parents. Also how would a 6 year old get these clothes if their parents did not buy them for them. What ever happened to the good old days where you got $5 a week if you did your chores. Kids are getting away with too much!

There is a huge change in how kids and teenagers are today. I know I am only 26 and it may sound silly coming from me, saying "kids today are horrible" but it is, for the most part, true. I definately blame it on society and parenting. I am not saying all parents are bad, or that parents dont know what they are doing, but society has changed so much that babies are being born to parents who are much to young and immature, leading to poor parenting skills, which then leads to problems with behaviour, etc. Kids today know way too much. I am all for children knowing where babies come from if they ask, I am all for parents talking to their kids about sensitive issues such as sex, drugs, alcohol, peer pressure, anything that is of importance in this day in age. Girls today are getting their period as young as 9, which leads to more problems. Schools and society today teach kids that if a parent spanks them or lays one hand on they, they can charge them with assault.

When I was 9 all I did was play with friends, do crafts, read, make forts in the bush behind the house. I was not thinking about boys. When I was 12 I was not out on the street wandering around until the wee hours of the morning. Come to think of it, I did not even do that when I was 16. I did not even think about sex until I was near the end of high school, and even then it was only because friends would talk about it. I never thought about doing drugs... and my friends would go out and get high almost every weekend in high school. I think the only thing I did was experiment with alcohol the summer after grade 9 finished.

My parents spanked me as a child and I never once thought of calling the police on them. I understood that if I did something that aweful, I was going to be spanked for it. Now I do not beleive in smacking your child around, but putting a little fear of God in them with a slight smack on the bottom or on the top of the hand, is NOT going to be the end of the world.

There are too many young people committing crimes. There are too many young people being killed by drunk driving and careless driving. There are too many young girls having babies. There are too many young people making poor decisions.

I am honestly afraid for the time to come when I will be raising children. Hopefully the values and morals that my parents instilled in me will help me to do it properly. I was taught that you respect yourself which means you have class, you know your body and you know that you own your body; you do not need to go dressing like a slut in order to be beautiful or classy. I was taught to respect others, which meant never backtalking or putting other people down. I was taught what goes around comes around. I was taught responsibility through chores, allowance, and natural consequences for my actions. I was taught the value of family and friends. I was taught that you will get no where in life if you do not have a good education. I was taught that my parents were in charge and what they say goes.

We need to turn society back around. We need more parents who care and more children who listen.

Okay I admitted ages ago, and have no problem admitting that I am addicted to The Bachelor and the Bachelorette on ABC. However, what I am about to tell you right now does not come easy for me... I have recently joined the message boards on the Bachelorette sight and have been leaving posts and replies. What has my life come to?!

I am actually quite intrigued by how many posts refer to John Paul as "icky" or "gross" or how he should not have been allowed on the show. These same posts demean the fact that his top lip does not move much if he is not laughing or smiling, how he neglected to wear socks with his dress shoes to one rose ceremony and how he wore two colours that did not match. MY GOD! Is that honestly what you have to put him down with? I have been watching since day one and I cannot beleive that so many people would overlook the fact that he has gorgeous eyes, when he smiles he lights up the room, he looks at Jen like there is nothing else in the world that matters, he is more mature than most old men, and he is only 25 and owns and runs his own company which is extremely successful. He has more going for him at this young age than most men have going for them at 35. He seems to be there for the real reasons, as aposed to getting on tv, or messing with someone's head.

I posted a message commenting on how I cannot beleive some of the people on that message board can be so unbelievably superficial? If looks are all a suposed "good relationship" is to be based on, the the world needs to make a few changes. I totally understand that there has to be an initial spark of attraction to someone before you want to pursue getting to know them, but looks are not everything. We are all going to get old and ugly one day, once gravity kicks in. You men with the perfect hair and the rippled abs are going to have either no hair or gray hair and saggy gut once you get old. Us women who value our boobs and think they have a pefect body are going to get old and saggy too once gravity kicks in. Looks are NOT everything.

I know I was going to get the comeback of "Physical looks play an important part in being attracted to someone. You need to be attracted to the person you are with." Why cant personality play a part in attraction? Why cant the way the person has so much passion for a hobby in their life play a part in the attraction? Why cant a person's beleifs and values make someone attractive?

Maybe I am just a rare breed, but I have always said this, since way back when. You could put the hottest man on earth in front of me, but if he has no passion in life, if he is dumb, if he has no ambition to go anywhere in life, if he believes he is God's gift to the world, then he will NOT be attractive to me. I will NOT find him to be hot in the least.  Now if you put a decent looking male who could have potention in front of me and he has a super personality, he treats me like gold, he has dreams and goals in life that he is aiming for, he has a sense of humor and can have fun, if he respects people and he is down to earth, then in my opinion, he will be the hottest man ever made!

I just wanted to use this one example of a tv show's message boards to show how superficial the world has become. I guess I should really consider myself a lucky girl. This is going to sound corney but I have the realization that everyone is a person and that whole person is not simply rated on their looks. The person is what is on the inside of their head and their heart, and NOT based on the package they come in.

Something to think about

I want to make this an "ode to girlfriends", not just friends, but girlfriends. I value my girlfriends because I do not have many of them. This is by choice! I have always found women to be too competitive, backstabbing and catty. I have many male friends but very few female friends. The ones I do have, however, are picked wisely and are extremely close to me. They are not just what you would say "friends", they are the best of girlfriends. So this is my ode to them!

"Your friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you."  -- Elbert Hubbard, American Writer

"A man who turns his back on his friends soon finds himself facing a very small audience."         -- Dick Powell, American Actor

"Friendship consists in forgetting what one gives, and remembering what one receives."       -- Alexandre Dumas, French Novelist

"What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies."     -- Aristotle, Greek Philosopher

"Where there are friends, there is wealth."      -- Titus Maccius Plautus, Roman poet and playwright

"They are rich who have true friends."    -- Thomas Fuller, English historian

" You can always tell a true friend: when you've made a fool of yourself he doesn't feel you've done a permanent job."    -- Laurence J. Peter, Canadian writer

"A real friend will tell you when you have spinach in your teeth."  -- Anonymous

"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."  -- Walter Winchell, American Journalist

"It is one of the blessings of friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."  -- Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Essayist, Poet and Philosopher

"The best mirror is an old friend."  -- English Proverb

"Life is nothing without friendship."  -- Cicero, Roman orator

"It is the friends that you can call at 4 a.m. that matter."  -- Marlene Dietrich, German actress and singer

are "I Love You" and tonight I said them for the first time in almost 2 months and meant them.

As you may recall from past blogs, my boyfriend and I had some rough spots and broke up around Christmas. Things were not too great for a while, confusion got the best of both of us. We definately needed time apart to think about things and decide what we wanted. After a period of time we decided that cutting each other out of our lives, completely, would be too hard, so we decided to remain friends. We still talked and went out for coffee on the rare occasion. Phone calls and coffee talk were getting more frequent and I supose we progressed recently back to the state of atleast dating. I have been afraid to put a label on it or say that we are back together, incase things started to go downhill again.

Well over the past week or two I have been feeling like I am in love again, which is something I missed for quite some time. I have been bursting, just wanting to tell him, but was never sure if it was the right time, or if it would make things weird or what not. I was scared.

Tonight I couldnt bare it anymore. As he was walking out the door I said "You know what?" and he said "what?" and I said it. It was the best feeling ever! Saying it and actually KNOWING for a fact I meant it this time was awesome.

Over the last week I have found myself a few new hubbies. 

First there was Ryan from the Bachelorette (talk about yummy in the tummy) and now there is a new man in my life. I saw him for the first time today on "Breakfast @ the New RO".  He was singing and playing guitar for a band called Celtae who is having a CD release party at Barrymore's this weekend in Ottawa.

I have been doing some research and here is the info:

His name is Tyree Lush (very cool), born in Newfoundland (thats good cuz Newfies are a lot of fun), started out his musical career in the church choir and playing in a brass band (I was in many brass bands... coincidence?!).

He has dark messy spikey hair (very cute on him), ice blue eyes, and gorgeous teeth (I have a thing for teeth, dont ask). He has musical talent (always had a thing for artsy boys) and he wears a kilt! Hee hee hee!

 Wonder if he had anything underneath it... hmmm... something to think about while trying to fall asleep I supose!

Sorry Adam! I love you but you never wear kilts for me. Come to think of it you never sing me lullabies when I cant sleep either and he just did! HA! Too funny!

Thank goodness I only have one more midnight shift this weekend. I am dead to the world as it is! This one sucks though it is 12 hrs instead of the regular 10. This one seems to drag on forever. And it will be even worse because the girl I work with tonight suposedly sleeps the WHOLE TIME! Someone save me!

I am excited however that tomorrow I am going to stay at Adam's after work is through and we shall sleep a few hours and then go skating on the canal in the evening before work. YAY! I miss the canal. I havent been out on it yet this year. Last year I was out EVERY SINGLE night after my evening shifts. I would finish work at 11, meet the guy I was seeing at 11:30 at the canal and skate till the wee hours of the morning. We did this almost every single night in the winter. It was awesome. I love skating. Hope now that my schedule is going back down to being sucky I can get out skating more.

Anyone have skates who wants to join in sometime?

Well off to dreamland for me. I only have so long that I can sleep today... and I had damned well better sleep!

Night all!

I have been sitting on this damn computer for over 3 hours now looking at baby names with girlfriends on www.babynames.com  I think we have a major case of baby fever.

What are your favourite boys names?
What are your favourite girls names?

Is there a reason for the names you have used or want to use?

My favourite 5 boys names at the moment are:

             Riley

             Xavier

             Jacob

            Aaron

            Mitchell

My favourite 5 girls names at the moment are:

            Olivia

            Sophie

            Ryann

            Paige

            Ceilidh (Caleigh)

I do not have reasoning behind any of the names I have chosen but my grandmother's name is Olive and my turtles name is Olivia so if my daughter ever asks me who she was named after I have a safety net in saying my grandmother over my turtle.

So many names to choose from...

Baby fever AHHHHH!!!!

Hope you dont mind I stole this from you BeccaJane :) Thanks for the awesome idea!

I have just realized that I am able to curl my tongue into 3 loops, not just one. This is definately a new talent for me as I have tried it in the past and have been unsuccessful!

Talk about needing to get out more! :)

I can not even remember the last time I bonded with a girl friend like I did tonight. It was awesome! Ah... the memories!

We had class like we do every Tuesday night, and it is a good thing the teacher is deaf or we probably would have been kicked out of class for giggling and being silly! No matter what word we were learning tonight, it somehow turned into a joke! I think we were both simply beyond the point of exhaustion and this greatly contributed to our state of ... obnoxiousness!

Class got out an hour early and what do the two of us do? No, we did not go for a bite to eat at Kelsey's, no we did not go home to watch American Idol and no we did not head to our own homes to cater to our sleepy bodies ... we drove across the city to the "Adult Fun Superstore" where we spent an hour of our time being even more silly than we were in class. It was great fun! I have been in "adult stores" in the past but mostly with boyfriends to see what is out there or to buy gag gifts for bachelorette parties, birthdays, etc. I do not think I have ever gone to an adult store with a serious quest ... and never with a really good friend. I have determined there is nothing to move female bonding along like a sex shop! I laugh as I say this because when I told my boyfriend where I was going tonight he said "You went to a sex shop and now you are bonding?! The two kind of go hand in hand dont you think?!" I didnt know he had it in him to say something like that! Hee hee!

Nothing in the store really shocked me, not that I understand WHY a lot of it would be bought. There were items 3 feet long weighing 20 pounds that I am still not sure how it would be used, there were items that bent and bounced and moved on their own, there were "make it yourself" items, there were games that would embarrass the hell out of most human beings and there were clothes/costumes that should only be worn on Halloween and even then they would be ... questionable. I think I got more of a kick out of my friend's comments, questions and looks of disgust! It definately lead to some pretty good conversation between two good friends!

I have said it before and I will continue to say it; I am not overly fond of women and I have always tended to be careful when it comes to having women as friends. I find them catty, backstabbing and fake. Women in general are like this. I have had many female friends but none that have been close enough to discuss certain things with. I find it easier to talk to guys; they are less likely to judge and be jealous! I am definately enjoying having another close girlfriend!

So here is to all of my girlfriends, goofiness and sex shops!  

:)

Last night I was talking to a good friend of mine who is leaving to go teach over in Japan for 2 years. He has his own blog on a different site and I have been checking it daily. He has recently discovered some program where you put pictures on a slide show with music and can add it to your blog. His first two attempts at such a program are amazing, with pictures of him and his buddies camping. Moved me to tears and I was not even involved in the camping trip. However, it could have been because I know how close one of his camping buddies is to him and how much a part of his life camping is.

Anyhow, we were talking about the montages and he said he is making one that he will add to his blog from the airport the day he leaves Canada and it should make everyone cry. I am crying sitting here just thinking about it. I cant believe he is actually leaving. This is something he has been talking about since I have known him, and since we dated. I guess I just never realized how determined he is, or maybe I didnt want to admit he would actually leave. We do not see each other near as much as I wish we did but I still feel like he is a soulmate. I beleive I can tell him anything and he is there regardless. He is that one rare find in a friend! Anyone who knows him should consider themselves lucky. He is incredibly special to me! I will miss him!

A friend from work is also leaving in a month or so to be with her fiance. I could not be happier for her, because I see how badly she has been wanting this moment to come. I cant say I can imagine how she feels because I cant. I did the long distance relationship thing for almost 2 years back after high school, but I know it was nothing like what she is going through with immigration, planning a move and planning a wedding all simutaneously. Work will not be the same without her.

And thirdly, a good friend of mine is considering a move back home to the maritimes. I also understand her situation, as her and her hubby have no family close by and it is difficult to travel back home to see them. All of her old and dear friends are back there as well.

This bites! Everyone is leaving me! 3 people all at the same time. They say things happen in threes and I am a believer in that, but this bites the big one!

DONT LEAVE !!!

What is your definition of Respect in regards to another person?

I beleive that to respect someone means to acknowledge and accept a person as an individual. You acknowledge and accept the qualities that make them unique whether they be similar or different to your own. You acknowledge and accept their beliefs, their opinions, their choices and their decisions. You acknowledge and accept their values, their morals and their upbringing. You acknowledge and accept their interests, their likes and their dislikes. You respect your their accomplishments, and their faults. I beleive that to respect a person is to ultimately believe that the person they are is the best person they can be.

Respect is definately judgemental. In order to have respect for another person, you need to judge them based on your own life, your own beliefs and your own morals. If another individual's choices and behaviours to not coincide with how you would act or live, you are less likely to repect them. In order to have someone effective in your life you need to respect them, otherwise they can turn your world upside down.

It is not necessary to respect and like everyone that comes in and out of your life, but when that person is someone who is going to stay in your world for the time being, you need to have a happy medium. I, however, have absolutely NO respect anymore for this one individual!

After a very long overnight shift and a very long day of CPI Training, I am NOW ready to go to bed, after 30 and a half hours of basically no sleep. I laid down at Adam's after my course but between having an aching and over exhausted body, rolling, tossing and turning, and other noises, as well as the lack of a sleeping pill, I think I had 2 hours of REAL sleep.

I am now ready for bed... wake me in a week!

I am leaving as soon as I shower for a much needed night away with the boyfriend. We are taking off before supper and staying the night in a different city ... gonna have some well deserved "US" time. No work to think about, no parents to think about, no psychos to think about. Just me and him, all alone.

See you all Monday night!

Thanks to dree and snowbawl for trying to cheer me up and just supporting me the last few days. It has not been an easy task and I appreciate all of your support and love.

So thank you!

I stole this "getting to know me quiz" from beccajane who stole it from so and so who stole it from so and so... and so on!

Enjoy!

F I R S T S :

-First job: catering business, was a good job too!

-First funeral: I cant remember, I think it was my grandfather, I was very young

-First pet: a wee weiner dog kinda looking thing (No idea what kind as I was like 3 or 4) named Pee Wee but he up and disappeared ... conveniently ... the week my parents found out I was severely allergic to animals

-First tattoo/piercing: Got my ears pierced when I was super young, maybe 5 or 6, got my first tattoo when I was 16, had JUST received my second level of the Ontario licensing system so I was JUST newly allowed to drive alone. It was march break and dad said I could have the car that day to go shopping in the city (but not down into the city, just on the outskirts close to home) and also said I could take one friend only. I had 4 other people in the car and we went as far into the city as you could and I got my first tattoo... I am such a rebel

It is amazing how a person can become so obsessed with something at the snap of a finger. This Hot 89.9 $50,000 Fugitive contest in Ottawa has been running almost 2 months and I had not listened to clues or asked a single soul until 3 days ago. A friend convinced me to go Fugitive Hunting with her Thursday morning and away we went. There was something so awesome and adrenaline pumping to run all over Canada's capital asking people if they are the fugitive. It is hard to do, especially if you are shy, but once you ask the first time, and your adrenaline gets going, it is so much fun!

Since Thursday I have been obsessed with this contest, checking the site for clues every 2 minutes, checking my email to be sure I dont have new clues there, listening to a radio station I have not listened to since they came out, waiting to hear that they have received a call from the Fugitive ... analyzing every small piece of information brought forward, laughing at those on message boards who are going too in depth. I have been sleeping, breathing, and eating the Fugitive. I have had dreams about him 3 nights in a row now. I even spend my time thinking of how I would react if I hear "YES" to the stirring question "Are YOU the Hot 89.9 $50,000 Fugitive?" One guy Friday night started nodding when I was saying it, and since Snowbawl and I both thought he was a little on the suspicious side, we both nearly shit our pants. YOU DONT NOD AT ME IF YOU ARE NOT HIM! Common people! This is a very serious matter, don't toy with my fragile mind! This is borderline insanity, borderline obsession! However when I have the $50,000 in my bank account, we will see if it is borderline insanity then!

I think I have an obsessive personality. This happens to me with certain TV shows as well ... mainly The Bachelor or The Bachelorette. I get so involved that I am constantly thinking about the show, I am on message boards reading other people's thoughts, doing my own searches. I do not get like this with "people", just shows, events, contests, etc. (Just so you all know I am not dangerous :) )

Am I crazy? Or is this just part of human nature!?

A friend of mine passed onto me this site, last week when I was having my major breakdown. It explains a lot of what has been going on with me in the last month, which is totally weird.

What is a biorhythm?

"Biorhythms are the body's cycles that fluctuate on a regular and predictable schedule."

Click on the following link :

http://content.monster.ca/biorhythm/

and at the bottom of the page you can choose to "get your biorhythms" which will then take you to a page where you enter your birthdate and the current date. It will show you how your month will be in regards to your emotions, your physical ability, your intuition and your intellect. Some people swear by this!

Enjoy!

Right now I have the biggest overall feeling of ... love, happiness, and warmth ... and I am not sure how it came about. Sure, Adam was here today but he slept all day and we only really spent 2 hours together tonight, which consisted of making tacos and watching Survivor from last week. Then he had to leave for work.

Not sure how it came on, or why, but it is an awesome feeling and wish it was ALWAYS here!

:)

With just my first name :

Sherry was an Honest Artist in a past life. Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me

This could explain a lot of my artsy fartsy stuff!

With my first and middle name:

Sherry Lynn was a Careless Poker Player in a past life. Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me

I think I am becoming a thief by career now as I stole this from desertbrat (I believe) so here goes:

If I were..

a month I would be: September through October (autumn is the best)

a day of the week I would be:  Friday because my boy always has Friday off

a time of day I would be: 11pm because that is when most of my friends are online

a planet I would be: Venus (Women ARE from Venus after all)

a sea animal I would be: a turtle like my wee Olivia (but bigger than her)
a direction I would be: I am already west of Ottawa so west is good

a piece of furniture I would be: definitely my bed

a sin I would be: pride

a historical figure I would be: Doc Severinsen

a liquid I would be: pamplemouse juice

a tree I would be: a climbing tree
a flower/plant I would be: a gerbera daisy
a kind of weather I would be: snow J
a musical instrument I would be: a trumpet, they are clear and gorgeous
an animal I would be: a golden retriever, they rock
a color I would be: Pink, even though my quiz said I was blue
a vegetable I would be: asperagus with cheese sauce
a sound I would be: a baby crying, or a whole hearted laugh
an element I would be: Gold
a car I would be: an SUV
a song I would be: Shake Your Sillies Out by Raffi
a book I would be written by: Nicholas Sparks
a food I would be: buffalo chicken fingers or wings, mom keeps telling me that!
a place I would be: New York City
a material I would be:  a ribby
a taste I would be:  hot and spicy or sour as all hell
a scent I would be: Lilac or Lily of the Valley
a word I would be: Shoosh, or Shady
a facial expression I would be: confusion
a cartoon character I would be: any Pooh character
a shape I would be a: a nice big old princess or round cut diamond J

a number I would be: 12

Wow what a long busy day! I was up at 4:30, then 4:39, then 4:48, then 4:57 and finally mom came in to wake me up. I had an hour to get ready and drive to work (the drive alone is usually only an hour). Ooops! I will be the first to admit that I am NOT a morning person!!

So then after working 4 hours this morning I went to finish the wonderful mural that I have been working on for weeks in a girlfriend's house. It is finally done! Then SOMEHOW I got involved in painting her whole bedroom after that ! Ah I had fun ... no worries Dree! We have unique painting styles, thats for sure! Then we went fugitive hunting with a clue I KNOW I can find but had no idea where it was! I CAN STILL SEE IT IN MY HEAD.

It was quite the day, between lack of sleep, lack of food BEFORE eating my Cadbury Cream Egg McFlurry, and inhaling paint fumes for hours on end, I was a weeeee bit silly and giddy! Too bad we had no idea where to go hunting, I had enough energy in me I probably would have been jumping all over guys asking "Are you the Hot 89-9 $50000 Fugitive?"

Well I am staying at Adam's tonight which feels weird cuz he is gone to work and his parents are here. I took my meds and am now off to la la land!

Sweet dreams!

Today was one of my very infrequent lunch dates with my ex. We do not see each other or talk to each other nearly enough anymore so once a month or so we try to get out to the Japanese Village for lunch (amazing food, amazing service, amazing chefs who cook on a griddle at your table).

Anyhow, there was no parking right in front of the restaurant which there usually is, atleast a spot big enough for my wee car. So today I had to go to a paid parking lot where you purchase a ticket ahead of time and it gives you a time that you need to be back to your car. So Mitch and I had a great lunch, talked about Japan (where he is moving to teach English) and we talked about when I am going there, etc. It was great! At the end of lunch he looked at his watch and asked, "What time did your parking lot ticket say?" I replied with "1:18pm", and he went on to say "So like now??!!" We joked about parking tickets and he said I would not get one. I reminded him of a few years back when I went to pick him up at work, parked at a meter, PAID the meter for 7 minutes, get back to my car with 4 minutes left on the meter and had a parking ticket (it was a no parking between rush hour hours street and I didnt realize). The damn by law officers are out there watching poor wee girls like me. I was not even gone 3 minutes and I had a ticket. So we got up to leave cuz we were done (and he had to get back to work) so we parted ways, said we would talk later and I went to the car as he proceeded to walk back to work. I get to my car to find a gorgeous white paper flapping in the breeze, nicely placed under my windshield wipers. I think I may take them off so they have no where to stick the tickets anymore. The time on the ticket said 1:25! I was late getting to my car by SEVEN DAMN MINUTES and I had a ticket! What is that!? So what started out as a $15 lunch quickly turned into a $65 lunch.

Not even Japanese Village is worth that!

I am not sure if I have mentioned this in past blogs but for the past 3 weeks I have been working on a mural for a girlfriend of mine ... or rather for her husband.

Kevy is a die hard Eagles fan and Dree wanted to do something special for him. They just moved into a new house a few months back and the basement has the perfect room for an exercise room or games room. They have Kevy's exercise equipment down there, a tv and all of his Eagles hoopla. It is a mighty smart idea to have one room dedicated to your husband's favourite sport or team; it is a great way to make sure it stays out of the rest of the house, especially the bedroom :) So we were talking about what to do with the room and I offered up my artistic services (which I think are good but not THAT great) and this is what I have been able to produce.

I am quite proud of it, and even more so now that I have heard about Kev's reaction to it, (he was locked out of this room for the 3 week period, so it would be a surprise).

This is after day 1:

This is after week 2:

This is this past week on the third painting session, as I was putting finishing detail on it, (and my dearest thanks to Dree for capturing a picture of my ass):

And this is the finished product, YAY ME:

For years this site has amazed me and my father, we were never clever enough or cared enough to look into how it works. Now that I have figured it out, it is not near as much fun...

Check it out:

http://www.mysticalball.com/

So we finally had a Friday night off together, Adam and I, where neither of us is going in for the night shift, and where neither of us has to get up early for work in the morning. We planned to spend the entire evening skating and going home to watch tv and cuddle.

The weather was extremely cold but the ice conditions were awesome. We were so excited to get out on the canal that we did not even notice how cold it actually was. 

We tried skating holding hands, like all of the other couples out skating, but I supose, in the words of Dree "we are not there yet". It was a little awkward and we decided that syncronized skating was going to have to be put on hold. He did, however, make it romantic by stopping me under one of the old bridges, all lit up in soft lights, where he whispered a few sweet things and kissed me softly. Very nice! We even reminisced about our first date last May. It was our walk along the canal that I first decided he was a keeper, as he helped me get bird poo out of my hair.

Away we went on our trek once again. Adam suddenly got the urge to become an olympic figure skater (on hockey skates none the less) or something, because he was skating circles around me and doing spins at top speeds. No sooner had I finished thinking "he is showing off, he is gonna fall" and his feet went out from under him. His elbow broke his fall. He shook it off, we skated the entire length of the canal and back, stopping along the way for a Beavertail, and we drove home. He was tender and sore but we were not overly worried.

When we got home, he could no longer move his arm, and the upper arm was swollen. We packed him with ice and off we went to emergency. We were there from 11pm - 3am (3am was hour 22 with no sleep for me so I was bushed and cranky). He has definite soft tissue damage and a probable radial head fracture of the elbow (for which they do not put you in a cast), so he is in a sling and off work for a few days, needing to follow up with the physio people at the hospital.

See where showing off gets you BOYS??? No where!

I felt bad for him being in such a hard sling to get out of, and not being able to do anything since it is his dominant hand. So I did up his jacket before we left the hospital, opened and closed the car door for him, got his seatbelt for him, etc. I felt bad he was in pain, but on the other hand I felt bad that I was helping him so much incase he thought I was being too pushy or over protective. :S  I guess it was just first instinct to help him.

He feels better today, which is good, still in pain and not a lot of range of motion in his arm yet, but it will come with time. The doctor says this type of fracture usually heals very well.

Moral of the story?

Stop after the whispers and kisses. No need to impress!

Doing so may lead to injury!

Silly boys!

Yay!  I am going skating today, taking one of the boys from work, who is in a wheelchair, so it could be strange. I have never pushed a wheelchair on ice. I have enough trouble pushing it on hardword floors (I run into walls, people, etc.) so we shall see!

I love the canal. I am probably gonna go after work tonight too! YES! Anyone is free to join!

I need everyone's help here.

Is there a way to block outsiders, freaks and scary people in general from reading our blogs? I know if you check the option of just showing people on your network your blog, outsiders cant read it, but then neither can mindsayers.

I have someone following my every move on the computer apparently and need to get them away from me. How can I block them?! Can I change my mindsay name without losing my blogs?

Help me!

So the HOT 89.9 $50,000 Fugitive" contest is over, but I WILL win what ever it is they have up their sleeves that will be released on Friday.

What a great time I have had fugitive hunting. Regardless of if we were on the right track or not and regardless of how much driving it was and how frustrating it was to know we had been in the right place or area but at the wrong time, it was great fun to hang out with 2 girlfriends and travel the scary streets that are Ottawa!

I guess we will just have to see what comes out of this whole "Lets just say we have a math problem" thing on Friday morning, I may be right back out there again!

YAY! I had fun!

I am having major Andrea withdrawl  cuz her inlaws are here but it will continue since we are no longer ever gonna work together, so here is a poem. Keep in mind I have been drugged up on sleeping pills for 1 hr now. NIGHT!

Oh how I long for our late night chats

Tell your inlaws to go home

So we can go on acting like brats!

Your shift is now in the morning

No more working together

Should we take this as a warning?

I have sadness in my heart

I miss you so much

Or it could just be a fart!

It's obvious you dont love me

To leave me all alone

Its becoming apparent now I see.

That's it, I cant go on

I wont be the same Sherry

Now that you are gone!

Andrea's foot

I am worn out and feeling blah!

Time to bring myself back up!

DREE WHERE ARE YOU!?

I am having major Dree withdrawal and it is NO GOOD! I am not liking this early morning routine you are going to be starting. When am I ever gonna talk to you now?! DAMN YOU WOMAN!

No more 3 AM conversations for me! How sad is this?!

So back to work for me this evening. I didnt want to pick up a shift this week over at this home but had to because my hours are now going down since I will be working at the first home and not the second one. I need all the hours I can get right now so I had to say yes, even though IT IS my Survivor night. I guess I will have to tape it.

I wish the conditions of the canal were better. I was gonna go tonight after I finish work, nothing better than a midnight skate on the canal, but alas it wont be happening. The conditions say poor to fair, or something like that. Thats just no good. I want amazing conditions! How sad! Oh well, maybe another time.

This weekend should prove to be pretty fun. Lots happening with friends and work outtings. YAY FUN!

So off to the showers for me so I can actually GET to work on time... UGH!

DREE COME BACK TO ME!

Why is it that when I have nothing to do or nowhere special to go I really could not care less what I wear or what is in my closet but when the time comes that I want to wear something special, whether I am going somewhere fancy or not, I seem to have NOTHING to wear!?

I get so stressed out trying to decide what to wear sometimes! And then my friends laugh at me ! :)

I have seen many musicals, and have a fairly strong musical background, so I am quite picky and critical when it comes to seeing a new show on stage. Last night snowbawl and I went to see RENT at the National Arts Centre. I was not overly impressed for the first 10 or 15 minutes but they quickly won me over, not that they care, I'm sure. It is a small cast of 15 members and I honestly have NEVER in my life, heard 15 people sing more in tune and more in harmony with one another. Their voices totally complimented each other and wow... THE POWER! I definitely was left with goosebumps, which is THE coolest feeling! I think RENT will probably hit one of my top favourites for musicals.

If I could give it an award I would say RENT would get my vote for most amazing vocal harmonies.

Lion King and Beauty and the Beast would get my vote for most amazing costumes. In the Lion King the animals of the Kingdom at the start of the show walk right out throught the audience. You definitely need to see it more than once just to take it all in. In Beauty and the Beast the Beast changes into a man right in front of our eyes while floating in air ... simply amazing! Awesome  costumes and sets all around in that one!

Until this year my favourite sound track for a musical went to Ragtime, even though it was not the most amazing musical to watch. However, this past December I went to see Mama Mia in Toronto and it is always playing in my CD player now. It is the one CD I seem to listen to when I am in the shower, VERY fun music!

The worst musicals I have seen were Grease and Les Miserables (both on Broadway in New York City) and I did NOT like them. Both had been built up way too much for me, especially since they were on Broadway. I fell asleep during both! Les Mis was much better in Ottawa, but still not saying much!

I have to say my all time favourite musical for sets, cast, score, etc. was Miss Saigon. I have seen it over and over, I have specials from TV about it, etc. There is nothing that can ever beat Miss Saigon.

Of course there are others but none are worthy enough to make my list, good or bad, they are just sitting there in the middle, waiting for their day!

I LOVE going to see these shows but I get so down in the dumps afterwards, knowing what I have missed out on. I was so into music and had the opportunity to enter into a musical performance (instrumental) program at college (was accepted 2 years in a row) but turned down the chance 2 times. It was my dream to be a musician since grade 9 and I always said I would let nothing stop me from achieving that. My goodness, do things ever change. When I leave a musical or a concert of a musician I look up to, I kick myself in the ass for days. How could I have let a high school sweetheart rule my decisions and choices?! Oh I do miss my music and I am sure my music misses me! :(

My dad and I spent most of the late morning and early afternoon together today in my room on the Internet. I was teaching him how to use certain features and programs and then we went through Michel's website together and looked at other pics of Japan.

My dad and I have always had an amazing bond and many years back he sent my brother and I, each, an anonymous poem in the mail. I only knew it was from him because it was his handwriting on the envelope. I believe I still have it tucked away with other keepsakes in a box somewhere in my room. Since the day I first read it, it has definiately struck a chord in my heart. It really makes me realize what we have is special and that I should take advantage of every moment I have with my parents, especially my dad ... my best friend.

WHEN I WAS...

Four years old:  My daddy can do anything.

Five years old:  My daddy knows a whole lot.

Six years old:  My dad is smarter than your dad.

Eight years old:  My dad doesn't know exactly everything.

Ten years old:  When my dad grew up, in the olden days, things sure were different.

Twelve years old:  Oh, well, naturally dad doesn't know anything about that. He is too old to remember his childhood.

Fourteen years old:  Don't pay attention to my dad, he is so old-fashioned.

Twenty-one years old:  Him? My Lord, he is hopelessly out of date.

Twenty-five years old:  Dad knows about it, but then he should, because he has been around so long.

Thirty years old:  Maybe we should ask dad what he thinks. After all, he's had a lot of experience.

Thirty-five years old:  I'm not doing a single thing until I talk to dad.

Fourty years old:  I wonder how dad would have handled it. He was so wise.

Fifty years old:  I'd give anything if dad were here now so I could talk this over with him. Too bad I didn't appreciate how smart he was. I could have learned a lot from him.

-- Author unknown

People wonder what I have such a crappy opinion of teenagers today. Tonight just gave me one more reason to feel the way I do.

After a very long, tiring and stressful shift, Adam and I headed out to our regular spot for Monday night eats; I needed a drink like you wouldn't believe. Well at this bar / restaurant, you are able to grab a Play Maker and join in an interactive game of trivia. We had always played without one but tonight we figured we would ask for one to join in the fun. One screen was above Adam's shoulder and one was above mine so since we were sitting across from each other it was perfect ... or so we had thought!

So behind me there sat a table of about 5 or 6 teenagers, one girl and the rest guys. Well one guy who obviously had had way too much to drink (not even sure if he was of age to be drinking the beer that was in front of him) started mouthing off to Adam. All I hear at first was "What the fuck are you looking at?!" This one skinny wee white boy, gansta wanna be was talking to Adam. Adam had been looking at the trivia screen above his head. So Adam, being the awesome guy he is, ignored the guy, until about the fifth time he started yelling at him. Once a few other friends came in to sit with this group of shit head teenagers, he got even mouthier and was yelling at Adam more. Adam finally yelled back that he was watching the TV above him.

Well we kept playing our trivia game, and did pretty well I might add, until the one guy mosied his way on over to our table and started calling Adam "a fucking prick" and saying "You have been staring at me for 20 minutes, what the fuck is your problem" so again Adam mentioned to look above the seat he was sitting in and take note of the tv screen. I had enough of this idiot, and went and asked for the manager who talked to the dumb asses for us. They got up and left 5 minutes later.

I was quite impressed with how Adam handled himself. I am NOT overly impressed with Mr. Gansta wanna be and his gang of pantyhose on the head clad friends.

Why are teenagers so mouthy today? There is such a difference between when I was that age (which was only 7 or 8 years back) and now. I blame a lot of it on parenting and lack of discipline. 

I was always taught to respect my peers and myself. I never acted up in public. I knew the difference between right and wrong. I knew that every action had a consequence. I was not interested in drugs, sex and alcohol. I was involved in extra curricular activities such as dancing, skating, music lessons, etc. If I was out at night I was at a friend's house, not at a bar, and my parents ALWAYS knew where I was. I was brought up properly, by good parents who cared about me and my well being!

It took me everything not to get up and smack this kid across the head. What an ASS! No wonder I have such negative opinions of teens and young adults. There are very few today that actually are intelligent, mature, respectful people. Those are the ones that will go far! The others may as well be trash!

I guess I can take my skates out of the back seat of my car now. As of today "the Rideau Canal is officially closed for the season." Atleast I got out on it once :( Makes me very sad to think of how much I was on it last year compared to this year. And I have no excuse really because I worked full time evenings last year and was there very night at midnight!

Again I kick myself in the ass!

That is the question!

Thank goodness this is my last weekend of midnights for a while. I never look forward to them what so ever! Not only do I hate the people I work with on that shift but they totally screw up my system, especially when I am in the middle of working days and evenings!

So it is after 2am and I am not sure if I want to go to sleep yet. I am exhausted but if I sleep all night it may make for a hard day tomorrow trying to sleep before my shift!

I think I will go TRY and if I dont sleep well tonight I will atleast get a better sleep tomorrow!

Who thought up midnight shifts anyhow? Someone should shoot them!

Snowbawl just wrote a blog on strange facts about herself and it made me think of my biggest phobia right now. Her's is gum, and I knew she didnt like gum but I did not know it was her phobia until last week when she mentioned it at work. I dont feel so strange now about mine...

You know at restaurants when cutlery is wrapped in a napkin and then a small strip of paper about an inch or 2 wide is wrapped around the napkin and glued at the ends to keep everything in place? Well my phobia is that piece of paper!

Adam and I go to the same place every week after one of my evening shifts and before his midnight shift for good eats. Well they do this with their cutlery and it makes me VERY uncomfortable. When I take it off my hands feel all icky and I have to basically hide it from view. Then when we are finished if it is the only thing left on the table after the dishes are all cleared I start to really freak!?

Hey Dree... your the psych major... care to analyse me?!

Since I am too tired to write a proper blog at the moment, but have the urge to blog, I have stolen this from Snowbawl who stole it from so and so who stole it from so and so... you get the idea!

I think I have THE best boyfriend ever!

This morning Adam, Dree and I went for breakfast after all working our overnight shifts (luckily Dree got to sleep hers away). We went to our regular old restaurant, because it is close to all work (or on the way home for us) and it has an awesome breakie!

Sure enough the silverware is on the table and me and Dree take the paper napkin ring off and right away Adam knew to get all the paper rings and destroy them. Dree just laughed at me. It was a most enjoyable breakfast after that!

Then when I finally get to go to bed (around noon today) I was laying in bed and just thinking about the paper napkin rings made me jumpy and nervous and anxious and I couldn't fall asleep because I knew Adam had put them in his pocket and it was bothering me to think they were there.

YIKES!

Someone help me!

I was just on the phone with Adam and he so kindly reminded me of a ... shall we say ... situation from breakfast this morning, that HAD slipped my mind until now.

As me, Adam and Dree were walking out of the restaurant there was a waiter standing with his back to us. All I noticed of him was on the back of his shirt between the shoulder blades was a "Labatt's" symbol. I didnt even check him out, couldnt identify him again if I tried cuz I really didnt look at HIM. Well, anyhow, on the way by, I had the HUGEST urge to smack his ass and give it a grab! On the way out the door I just started laughing to myself...

Again I ask ... what is wrong with me?!

(Adam and Dree both have their theories ... they are pretty much right on too!)

I am not a huge fan of creepy crawlies but I am not afraid of them either. The worst are the huge slimey things that run across your rugs and under your couch! They are NASTY!

However, just now I felt something brushing on my upper arm. I thought it may have been a fuzz off the blanket I am wrapped in but NO! It was a HUGE thick black spider crawling under the sleeve of my pj's. It bit me, damn bastard! Now my arm is all swollen and itchy!

YUCK!

Yay for me! I figured out how to make my own header picture! Not bad considering I have no idea how to work a damn computer! YAY ME AGAIN!

So anyhow I had the most awesome night at work, you can check it out on Snowbawl's blog. I cant type about it right now. I have to head to bed. I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow. It is off to Montreal early in the morning for a road trip with friends (STILL DONT KNOW WHY I HAVE BEEN DRAGGED INTO THIS) and then off to sign language class for a test tomorrow night.

It is also gonna be a very busy week! SOMEONE SAVE ME!

Good night !

So today was our road trip to Montreal. I have not been there many times, but enough to know that I love it, love the feel of it and love the look of it. The same feeling applies for Toronto. I cant say the same for Ottawa. I do love Ottawa but I think it is the fact that I have always lived here that makes me feel like it is not as special as it could be. You get bored easily with things you are exposed to so much!

So we actually made it there in very good time. What mapquest.ca told us would take over 2 hours to find, did not really take us that long at all. We got there safe and sound, thank you to my wonderful navigating skills I might add.

While Kevin was in his interview Andrea and I did a little exploring on Rue St. Catharine ... the most amazing street in Montreal. Every second store is a shoe store!!! How can a girl NOT love it! There was even a 3 floor La Senza that we went into. To quote Dree's hubby "I didnt know there could be that much underwear!"  Dree found it quite hilarious that on top of all of our shoe stores there were peep shows, nudie bars and sex shops! We hadnt even made it as far as the gay district yet!

Did you know that Converse High Top running shoes are back in now? I saw a pair for over 200$ today that actually ROCKED but they plain coloured ones are only 60$. I beleive I will have to get myself a nice pair of hot pink once as soon as possible.

Windbreakers are coming back in now too, and in neon colours to boot! They are the REAL windbreakers that pull on over your head and then fold up into a tiny wee sac that you belt around your waist for easy access. I feel I am in a timewarp!

Hmmm what else did we do. The architecture in Montreal is simply gorgeous and we HAD to check out the inside of a church while we were there. I think I could go back just for that purpose ... check out all the amazing structures and old architexture that Montreal has to offer. It is definately amazing.

So finally when we are on the third floor of La Senza Kevy calls and tells us he is done so we drop any prospects of skimpy lingerie her had in hand and head out the door purchasless!

After we left downtown we headed to the HUGE IKEA store in Montreal. You want a big IKEA you find it there. They have everything you can imagine, even a ROUND BED! HA! Actually, they had amazing showrooms, I must say. I had fun in there.

So we made it home by 6 on the dot, which I did NOT beleive would happen but by the way Kevin drives on the highway I am surprised we did not make it back faster than that. A few times I looked over and noticed him doing 140! He is from the maritimes! That doesnt mean he can get away with it, the cops wont buy that as an excuse but DEAR GOD IT WAS FAST!

He drove us right up to the front door of the college and kicked us out right in time for class tonight.

We have been taking a Level I American Sign Language course for 2 months now?! It is awesome. Our teacher is completely deaf so it really helps us to have to learn anything we need to be able to say or understand.

Tonight's class was a real eye opener! She had brought in 2 interpreters for this class and she did a small presentation on the Deaf Culture. It definately gave us all something to think about and really opened my eyes to see how different things are for them. The simple things we take for granted in life such as an alarm clock or music is not near the same to them. It was interesting to watch her sign to someone who could also sign back at a regular pace for someone who has been signing their whole life. She was in her element and it was awesome to watch! I am so used to her teaching beginners that you dont even remember she is deaf and she CAN talk very fast in ASL.

It was a very fun class. I am gonna look into a few options for perhaps volunteering or a 1 week summer ASL camp for adults wanting to learn ASL! Sounds like a riot!

Ahhh ... regardless of the fact that I am uterally exhausted at the moment I had a most excellent day!

Perhaps I will have to go back, check out a few more churches, shops, and the subway system! Any of you up for a weekend getaway in May or June?! A no boys kinda weekend! We could even do la Ronde :)

I have been in so much pain with my back and my neck lately that I dont even know what to do anymore. Sitting straight is the only thing saving me from crying right now. Laying down kills!

So I popped a few extra strength tylenol, should have used the migraine ones, and am heading to bed shortly.

Even booked a massage with a really good RMT for tomorrow morning! I have no money for it but I have no choice right now!

Any ideas and suggestions to help?!

OHHHH YAAAA BABY!

Today I get to go for my massage! I like nothing more than having someone manipulate my bones and muscles back into place!

I have been having massive back and neck tension which then leads to bad headaches, sometimes even migraines. I had no choice but to book a massage.

The man I am going to is awesome. He is a registered massage therapist and boy does he ever know his shit! I went to him a few months back and he was amazing! However, this time around I do not have the money for a 90 minute session so I had to settle with 45 minutes, which should not be too bad since I only want my neck and back done, not my whole body!

Mmmmmm massages! And next week is pedicure Tuesday YAY!

Maybe I was meant to be a girly girl after all!

EW, maybe not!

As I have said before, a good friend of mine is leaving to go teach English over in Japan for a year or more. I definitely want to go visit and when we were talking about the trip and what books I could get to check things out, he mentioned "Lonely Planet guide to Japan" which I went and picked up shortly there after.

I have been reading through it, and highlighting some websites and points of interest. Our original thought was that I would travel Japan for a few days at a time while Michel is teaching, and then head back to Utsunomiya where he is for a few days. This way I can see more of Japan than just Tokyo! I love the idea!

Until now...

The "Lonely Planet guide to Japan" clearly states the following:

"Japan is one of the safest countries in which to travel - if you are a man. Japan is not as safe for women travellers. The primary dangers faced by women travellers to Japan are of a sexual nature: sexual harassment, molestation, attempted rape and rape."

It then mentions that you should walk alone on any abandonned streets, and a bunch of what I thought would be common sense for anyone travelling in a foreign country.

Then:

"It is the rare (or unusually lucky) woman who stays in Japan for any length of time without encountering some type of sexual harassment. Jam-packed trains or buses during rush hour, or late-hour services heaving with the inebriated masses, can bring out the worst in the Japanese male. When movement is impossible, the roving hands of a chican (men who feel up women and girls on packed trains) are sometimes at work. A loud complaint may shame the perpetrator into withdrawing his hands ... They are, however, unlikely to be shamed into stopping by merely a stern look or even yelling. Other Japanese men engage in the all-too-common handshake scam, where a friendly man pretends to want to shake your hand Western-style, then fondles your breast at the same time. When in doubt, refuse to shake hands and bow instead. "

It then states that statistics show low rates of violent crimes against women. So which is it people?!

"Be forewarned that police and medical personnel can be quite unhelpful, even accusatory."

OH MY GOD! Here I was all excited about the prospect of having my first foreign travels, about seeing one end of Japan to the other, and about being "a strong independent woman on her own in a new place" and no, all my hopes and dreams have totally been washed down the drain from 3 small paragraphs.

I am SO not travelling alone!

Well, I dont know exactly what to blog about tonight.

On one hand I am completely miserable that things with work are going the way they are going.

I have been staying with this one place for 9 months now on the assumption (that was told to me in my interview and when hired and all along since then) that I would be getting one of the full time positions when it came up this year.

Well it has come up as of a week from now and they took it away, they made it into another part time position instead. My supervisor really wants me to think about taking it but I am getting more hours right now in 4 days over the weekend than I work in 5 days through the week. Plus the way I work now I have time for classes in the evening, should I choose to continue with that, and time for a second job, should I find one I want. Too many things to think about.

All in all if I get full time elsewhere I am gone. I have applied tonight for a few full time office jobs, which I would love since they are in the health care field. So we will see! I need to think alot and weigh a lot of options right now!

On the other hand I am in a good mood because ... well ... lets just say that I am hoping it will be a while again before I feel the need to grab a perfect stranger's ass in a restaurant. IT IS ABOUT BLOODY TIME! I was getting ansy! I had a nice night with Adam.

Tomorrow I have CPR recertification in the morning and then a 3 hour break and then working from 2-8. I may even get taken out to "see how my driving in the company van is coming along". I dont know why she thinks I have taken it out since they pulled their wee crap on me about the dent I did not make in it. I have not touched it since! Then I work at 7 Friday (off Friday night with Adam though which will be nice) and then work like 12 and 14 hour shifts all weekend. YAY!

I need to get away for a weekend. Maybe I will go to Montreal for a girl's weekend all by my lonesome! Just ask people to cover my shifts and away I go!

Anyone wanna join?!

I am not one for routine. I am not one for change. But when I find something I like, I tend to stick with it.

Such is the case with my route to work! I can mix up the first 30 minutes of it, can find the intersection I want a few different ways, but either way I always make it to this one section of a main road regardless of the earlier path I take.

There is a section of road where Fallowfield turns into Strandherd that is more fun than a bowl of cherries! If you speed up just before the intersection where the road changes names you can get some excellent air going over bumps and holes. I like to speed up to a minimum of 80km and fly over every bump I can. I know them like the back of my hand by now. Nothing makes my day more than to go this route to work! My car doesnt clunk and bang going over them, they are not potholes, just fun bumps!

However, the last few days whenever I take that route there are slow drivers in front of me who slam on their brakes before every curve, bump and pothole. They have totally wrecked my week.

THEN! TODAY! I finally get some alone time with my road and there are CONSTRUCTION CREWS FILLING IN THE ROAD with ashphalt, making the road even! What the hell do they think they are doing?

I am so depressed just thinking about it!

Guess my fun is done and over with!

How sad!

My lesson of the day is this:

When the city of Ottawa has taken the initiative to fix a road and make it flat instead of bumpy and full of holes, do not ASSUME it is okay or still at the same level of FUN as it was previously!

You may tear the bottom out of your car!

Tonight Adam came over for supper which was quite yummy! My mom made one of my most favourite meals ever ... roast beef! YUM!

After supper we got into talks about weddings and rings and so on ... I think it started by showing Adam the cover of the Avon magazine and telling him I wanted a ring as big as one of those, but REAL! (As a joke of course). Mom started getting into talks about things, and her and my father informed me that I am "different". My parents both assured me it was a compliment. I have yet to see proof of that!

My mom stated that "if there is a way to do things differently than the norm, I would find a way". Does that mean I do things just to be different or I do things because I am me and I dont feel the need to copy/follow everyone else. I asked for concrete examples (I pulled a Robin) and she said I have always said how I wanted to get married in a "field".

For the record I have never said anything about a field wedding, simply an outdoors one. Anything with grass mom considers a field, she is not much of a country bumpkin!

Anyhow it was quite the interesting conversation, and I am sure I will appreciate it much more once I fully comprehend what it was they were saying to me!

So tonight I had a breakdown yet again. I am totally wearing myself thin. I dont even know the last time I had a full day to sleep in as late as I wanted, go for a nice walk across the river in the trails, read a book, veg in my jammies, or do whatever the hell it is I wanna do, all day with no one else around! You have no idea how much I need a day like that right now! As much as I love Adam, my family and my friends, I do need to get away for a day, and think about ME and do things for ME. I am so stressed, overexhausted and down right worn out!

So after working the whole Easter weekend away and having class Tuesday evening I am going to spend Wednesday as a me day. If that means not leaving the house, fine! If it means not showering until 4pm, fine! If it means going on a small road trip alone, fine! As long as it is a ME day and only a ME day I am good!

Poor Adam. He came over for supper and with the intention of spending the night with me. I am just so tired and blah that I wanted to have my bed all to myself (besides the fact that it is a double and not large enough for 2 people who toss and turn all night). If I did not have to get up at 7 for work it would have been different. One minute I would want him to stay, the next I wouldnt! I could NOT make up my mind. It was totally to do with the fact that I was worried he would be mad at me for sending him home after driving all the way here.

Of course my mother has finally come to terms with the fact that he will be sleeping in my bed when he stays here and I make him go home. How is that for a kick in the ass! My mom is SUPER old fashioned and does not care if I sleep in his bed at his place but under her roof it was always NO WAY, which I respect, even as a 26 year old.

He was very understanding and reassured a pathetic, crying, stressed out girl over and over and over! Super sweet! Thanks babe!

So off to bed for me! I am working 12 hours tomorrow ... have I mentioned I need a day off :(

No wonder I am super emotional woman. I just checked my biorhythms for the month of March and basically I am just coming down from a peak as far as emotions are concerned.

I knew it wasnt PMS because Emily is not set to come for a while yet, so biorhythm excuse it is.

Does anyone else out there have a name for their time of the month? Mine has always been Emily!

If you eat too many blue coloured marshmallow bunnies, your liable to have bright blue vomit!

Dree and I spent the evening cleaning bright blue vomit off the floor AND off a nice, clean, freshly showered young man. Grrrrr!

There has GOT to be something wrong with me. The Bachelor starts tonight and I am not overly excited about it!

For any of you who do not know me, I am one of the last people on his earth that are obsessed with the Bachelor/Bachelorette series that is on ABC. I think this past season with Jenn Shefft completely ruined the fun for me. She was as dull as dry toast!

I have never much enjoyed the Bachelorette. I find that when it is 1 woman and 25 men, the men just tend to bond (as all men do), there is no fighting, name calling or jealousy. If there is, it is in minute amounts.

When it is 1 man and 25 women, the tables turn very quickly! Women are just down right evil. There is always a major drama queen, a major slut and a major backstabbing bitch. Women just do NOT bond like men do. It makes for much more interesting shows, I must say!

So maybe this season of the Bachelor does have some promise. I read that there will be no limos, no fancy ball gowns and NO RULES! Hmmmm interesting.

Okay, maybe I am a wee bit excited :)

I am in need of a change!

This happens a few times a year where I need a new tattoo, or a new piercing or a new hair do.

It is spring and I am getting ansy!

Any suggestions?!

I have just come across the trailer for Tim Burton's Charlie and the Chocolate Factory at http://movies.yahoo.com/feature/charlieandthechocolatefactory.html and it does not look like anything I had hoped it would be.

For any of you that grew up with the regular old Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory from the early 1970's, I hope you agree this new one is not overly impressive looking.

I have just recently become a fan of Johnny Depp (only ever liking him in Edward Scissorhands and Pirates of the Caribbean) and thought "Wow, if you put him in one of my favourite movies from my childhood, it may not be too bad". Boy am I ever mistaken!

The sets are way too whimsical and his smile ... OH MY GOD! His dentured smile for this movie is nothing short of terrifying! And the SONG in the trailer is like smurfs on acid!

Why do they always have to go and remake good movies and turn them into crap?! They did the same thing with Annie (the version from my childhood with Carol Burnette and Bernadette Peters is much better than the newer remade ones), The Secret Garden (there are numerous versions out now but the old one from when I was 6 is the best but I am not even sure who was in that one), Alice through the Looking Glass (too many versions) and many others.

Why do they not all go by the slogan "If it aint broke dont fix it" ???!!!

I think Tim Burton is good but WHY mess around with Willie Wonka?! It was a classic!

Okay I KNOW I said I was not excited but I HAD to have lied!

This season of The Bachelor is going to be more fun than a bowl of jello! YAY!

The bachlor, Charlie, is a cutie patootie, with a dancing style all his own! He is real, he is fun, he is not there to be as serious as miss Jennifer Shefft was last season. He wants a friend first and then more. Is that not what relationships SHOULD be built on?!

The girls are catty, jealous, bitchy, and slutty and it is gonna be great entertainment for my Monday nights!

I think my favourite thing was hearing some psycho chick at the end after she didnt get a rose... "I just want to let Charlie know that I will continue to think about him and I wanted to tell him I love him. I wish he had said he loved me back."  You have been there 2 days woman, and you didnt even know WHO the bachelor was until you were introduced to him, so HOW, TELL ME HOW, CAN YOU BE IN LOVE WITH HIM?!

Oh boy! I was not too sure if I had any intention of even watching this season but um HELLO, how can I not?!

Is there anyone out there who shares my obsession!?

YAY FOR MONDAY NIGHT FUN!

So like I have said before, me and snowbawl are going to get a new piercing or branding of some sort before she leaves for Missouri ... YAY! (to the piercing not to Snowbawl leaving)

Here are pics of the 3 piercings I am trying to decide on. My ears do not have a lot of sticky outty parts so I have to choose something that will actually have somewhere to grab onto .

The first is a conch ... goes through the middle part of the inside of your ear basically:

The second is the rook, but again my ear does not have a big one so it may be hard to get ahold of it long enough to shove a ring through it:

And the third is the forward pinna or forwad helix. It is NOT the one with the spear through the ear, that is just the helix, it is where the ring is placed.

Anyone have any other suggestions or ideas? Or what do you think of these? HELP!

Well it is almost the official start of "ME" day! I have been in extreme need of a "me" day for ages now and finally feel I will get one of good quality!

It was off to a good start today though! I met Dree at the spa around noon and we got the most wonderful pedicure! The chairs we were sitting in had reclining options as well as controls for about 4 different massage options. Talk about heaven! Now I am not one for having people touch my feet or even for being all girly and having my toenails painted but COMMON! As my pedicure lady said ... "my toes now glow in the dark". I got the most fun shade of red ... called Delilah! Quite fun indeed. May take me a bit to get used to it though!

In the middle of our pedicure the lady from the front desk comes around the corner with a HUGE arrangement of flowers. I thought nothing of it until she asked for "Sherry". I was a little hesitant on saying it was me! She sat it down beside me and I was excited to see the card. After finally getting through the ribbon and celophane the card read "Just because you're you. Love Adam".  How awesome is that?! How embarrassing is that?! How awesome is that!? :)  All the staff around thought it was so sweet and romantic, and the stranger beside me was curious about him too! It was a wonderful surprise!

So after a wonderful 2 hours of being pampered, surprised and entertaining the lady who had her pedicure with us, it was time to grab some grub! We went to East Side Marios where I got the garden salad that they are so famous for. I have been craving this salad for weeks now. It was a nice change from my regular buffalo chicken craving, I must say! Yummy yummy in my tummy, I do love their salad! AND WITH HOT PEPPERS ON TOP YUM!!!!

Then off to class ... ugh! We have been so spoiled, getting out of class early for the past month or more. We are usually out no later than 8pm. Tonight she said we would finish early ... so much for that! 8:50 and we were just getting into the car. It was so tiring. We also usually only have half a page of words that we learned but tonight I seem to have ... let me see here ... 3 full pages of words! OH MY GOOD GOD!

So came home after class, showed mom my flowers, and my toes, and watched The Amazing Race. Tonight I will go to bed without taking a sleeping pill ... because I am so exhausted I dont think I will need one, and in the morning when I wake up, it is gonna be ALL ABOUT ME! There is gonna be no one to answer to, no time limits and no committments tomorrow. If I leave the house it is gonna be on MY terms, if I wanna shower it will be whenever I say I am gonna shower!

Let "all about me" day begin!

I stole this from Snowbawl

1. What is the first word that comes to mind when you think of me?

2. Run a google image search on that word.

3. Reply to this entry and post the image here.

4. Put this in your journal, so others can do the same.

5. Don't use a word that's already been used!

It is my "Me day" and it has been good up until this point.

I am an emotional wreck right now and want to give up on anything and everything. I do not know what to do!

As much as I am going to really miss Snowbawl when she leaves me to be with her fiance in the states, my boyfriend will probably be clapping.

No I am just joking, Kelli actually said that herself tonight, that he will probably so glad when she leaves because she is giving me major wedding fever!

She asked me one simple question about a wedding decor idea tonight and it has turned into 4 hours of google searching for specific things. Then after doing some searching for ideas for theme she wants, I switched to searching for ideas for the theme I want!

A few months back it was us having baby fever. Now I am onto wedding fever and that is dangerous.

I have felt up to this point that I do not want to be engaged yet. I have said I was not ready for that commitment yet, I was not even sure if Adam was the one. However after we had our complications and got back together around New Years, I have never wanted or been more sure about anything!

I also know I am definately not in a spot financially, where I could start to plan a wedding. But hopefully things will turn around in that department.

I have so many ideas for my wedding. I know I want an Autumn wedding, with orange, yellow and red gerberas in my bouquet. My wedding dress will not be a traditional all white dress, I would like some red in it somewhere. I have an idea in my head of having some red embroidered flowering on the top of the bodice, not a lot and not big at all but then it goes down one side of the dress and then gets thicker, larger and busy near the bottom of that one side. Its all in my head! Ahhhhhhh......

ENOUGH ALREADY! :)

I hate interviews with a passioN! I have one at 1 today and I keep going back and forth as to whether I should call and cancel or not!

Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

The "non" group home I work in is in the middle of a nice new subdivision. We have a backyard and a front yard but you are basically sitting on top of your neighbours, giving them reason to complain about anything and everything.

We have had many complaints I am sure, but the biggest one seems to be parking. We do our best, but some people are never happy, no matter what you do. We, however, have had nothing to complain about ... until now!

The homes behind our house were only show homes up until a few months back, when they sold the show homes and people have all moved in. Well the people that got the house directly behind us, should probably go buy darker curtains! Or maybe clothes!

Last weekend everyone thought I was nuts because at supper time I saw a man standing in the upstairs window in nothing more than some boxer briefs. I have no problem with boxer briefs; I DO however have a problem with seeing strange men in them. By the time I got my co worker to look, he was hiding behind a curtain. I also thought I had seen a woman get up, also wearing nothing coincidently, and walk away from the window.

Tonight I proved that I am not insane! When we were putting the guys to bed, I was closing the patio door and started to scream. The ugly naked man's woman friend was in the kitchen in her bra and underwear (which was not a pretty sight). She looked like she was taking something out of the sink. I told my coworker to check it out.

The sad part of all of this is that they HAD the blinds CLOSED. The problem with their blinds are that they are white and SHEER! Who has sheer white blinds if they are into being naked all the time?!

We have all been joking about it! Anyone ever seen any of the Friends episodes where they see "ugly naked guy" across the street in the other apartment?

It all makes me laugh but can we say ... EWWWW!

So Snowbawl is having a girls night out this coming weekend and I am conflicted!

On one hand I am excited because I have only EVER been to one bar / club / anything in Ottawa and it should be lots of fun to go out drinking and dancing and being all silly! Yes you heard me right. I am going to be 27 this year and I have been to ONE bar in Ottawa! ONE! I love to dance, although I do it poorly and my 10 years of dance training will not exaclty be the type I would be using for this girls night out. I also enjoy drinking, although I am far from being an alcoholic. In fact, one drink and I am pretty much drunk as a skunk! So atleast it will be a relatively cheap night out!

On the other hand I am nervous because I am not a big fan of huge group outtings. Anyone who knows me would probably laugh in my face right now, but I am extremely shy when it comes to that kinda thing! It is even worse when I do not know the people I am going to be with.

The other thing that makes me conflicted is that I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR! Usually I wait until the day OF the event in question and then I start to panic about what to wear and usually end up looking yucky, but this time I have started my panic attacks a week early, so as to allow for more shopping and hating myself time. Snowbawl always bugs me about having nothing to wear too! Ahhhhhhh

I am excited but nervous as all hell. Strange for a 26 year old to feel this way isnt it ?!

This weather is crap!

I know spring is not the best season for sunny warm weather or gorgeous snow peaked ski runs, but this is not even fun weather.

You just up and out and go for a walk and feel good about it! I feel like I have to drag myself to do just about ANYTHING let alone something active! There are not even any fun activities or festivals to get out to this month!

Some people think March is the worst month for weather. I have always felt April was! It is rainy and dreery and just down right blah!

I am cranky and bored and unenthusiastic!

I cant wait for April to be over and done with. I am not big on summer but BRING IT ON!

Ha!

I am watching "Boys and Girls" and there is a preview for Jailbait. I have never seen this Jailbait movie but the dad is having a "birds and bees" talk with his son (cuz his son knocked up a girl) and he specifically says:

"So I guess you know all about the birds and the bees. There are alternatives. Don't tell your mother but I think the quickest way to heaven is with half a jar of petroleum jelly and a shammy leather glove".

OH MY GOD! That is hilarious!

I have been missing reading so much lately and a girlfriend of mine and I were discussing books the other night at work. I brought in 3 of them for her to borrow but now I am in need of new ones.

I have thought of reading books off of Oprah's book club but I am not really into some of the ones with self help components in them.

I think I will have to start my own bookclub and add books that I want to read to it. Any suggestions you have would be awesome! Please leave them for me and I will add your suggestions to Sherry's Book Club! That would be great!

So this is the start of Sherry's Book Club!

Now everyone has to give me suggestions of books that are good!

My lists of "Sherry's Suggested Reads" and "Sherry's Needing to Read" are coming...

Stay tuned

Well today was most eventful! This afternoon was meant to be a productive shopping trip where I had hoped to find a shirt for our upcoming drunken girls night out but I was not as successful as I had hoped to be at first.

We went all the way to the other side of Ottawa to a mall, then to a few outlets, and I found a few cute satiny numbers at Old Navy but one was too big and the other was way too small. I was not overly impressed with any of the stores we went to in the East end today! What is a girl to do?!

Shoes are a different story! I never have problems finding shoes! Regardless of the fact that I was NOT looking for shoes we ended up shoe shopping ... Snowbawl's fault I must say! I was joking around and found the most amazingly fun shoes! They had 3 styles of them too!

They were all high top sneaker style, remember Converse All Stars?! However the first pair had a very thin 2 or 3 inch heel on them, the 2nd pair had a thicker 2 or 3 inch heel and the third style was a calf height boot with a very thin 2 or 3 inch heel! The boot could be folded down to reveal checker print on the inside. Talk about 80's flashback!

They were great! I could not decide if I needed them or not! I have NEVER worn a high heel in my LIFE and yet I was running up and down the isles. Snowbawl thought I was nuts but my theory was that they were "running shoes" so I had to try running in them. Not bad for someone who has never worn heels before, I must say!

I thought I would go back for them but I just CANT bring myself to make the purchase, as fun as they are! There has GOT to be something wrong with me. I own about 100 pair of shoes and have never once felt the need to justify buying them. I must be sick, or stressed, or drugged! This is NOT like me! I NEED THOSE SHOES! I wish I could find a picture of them!

So off we went, back to our west end! Stopped at a more familiar store where I tried on numerous shirts and a few pair of pants. The highlight of THIS part of the day was finding out I could fit into a smaller pair of jeans than usual! I finally decided on a shirt that Snowbawl and the sales girl said looked cute. Again I cant find a pic but I can try to describe it. It is white flowy material, with huge bright pink flowers all over it. There are no real sleeves, just a little bit of flowy material hanging off the shoulder and a floppy neckline! God I am good at describing things!

It is, however, a LOT tighter than what I am used to. I am most in my element in big baggy jeans and tshirts/sweatshirts. I like to dress up once in a blue moon but I am NOT comfortable with it. I am definately not used to having tight clothing either. I would not say it is "tight" but it is definitely form fitting! You see all my curves and rolls! HA! However, it IS fun and if I keep losing weight it will look even better later on!

Perhaps I will try to find a fun bright pink bracelet to go along with it, sometime later this week!

Tonight class was yet again another giggle fest. The teacher laughed at me almost the whole class. I dont know why I was laughing but everything we learned tonight was hilarious to me. I think it was more the fact that last week we learned a few new signs and I like to use personal examples of things to remind me of what the sign is.

For example ... the sign for cooking is having your left hand flat, palm up, and your right hand flips back and forth on your left hand. I think it looks like a fish flopping around, so it makes me think of cooking. Easy enough right?! Well I did this for a few signs and they got around the class last week, and everyone would laugh at certain words. Which of course made me giggle even more!

The teacher would just have to look at me and she would start laughing! At the end of class she either gave me shit for laughing so much or she told me that she likes to laugh and I make her laugh easily. I dunno though, I am not quite there yet. She WAS smiling when she said it so I am hoping it was the good comment!

Tonight I am off to bed early, because I work at noon tomorrow! Also have a meeting in the afternoon, ICK!

Good night to all!

I never get zits. I would have pretty good skin if it were not for big pores. But I NEVER GET ZITS!

This morning I woke up with a small one on the side of my chin, it hurt like a son of a bitch but I thought nothing of it. Tonight at work I noticed it getting sore again and it was getting BIGGER! I never get zits!

Tonight it is FUCKING HUGE! Girls night out is Saturday! What am I gonna do?! At the rate this damn thing is growing it will be the whole left side of my face by then!

Have I mentioned I never get zits?! OH MY GOD! It is the size of a small melon!

I need to find my tea tree oil or go buy more because that is suposed to be a miracle healing thing. Works on infected piercings I know that!

What do I do?

Now I have nothing to wear AND a huge zit?!

AhhhhhhhH!

Oh the stress!

Less than 48 hours and Girls Night Out begins! The growth on the side of my face, that I thought originally was a zit is now huge and red and as much as I am sure Snowbawl can hide it when she does my makeup, I have my doubts about it! It keeps growing!

I got a cheque from GST in the mail today (a whole whopping $85) but enough to make me go out shopping. I had ever intention of going to Globo and getting my high heeled Converse running shoes, and completely forgot until now. Damn it! I did however go pant shopping. Pants are something I am in deep need of. I realized, however, that I actually HAVE lost weight and am a whole different size now! YAY ME! So I got 2 pair of pants and a funky belt. Fun!

I also went to look for fun accessories for Saturday night to match what I may wear but found nothing. How sad!

So now I have moved from the dilemma of having nothing to wear to WHAT do I wear?! I dont think I want to dress up, just dress fun! I AM getting drunk afterall and dont need to wreck good clothes :)

Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

I have been thinking all day how strange it is that your sense of self, and how you feel about yourself can change so quickly.

Last night I realized how insecure I really can be! I felt great, had my makeup done, my hair was straight, I was in my new one size smaller jeans, and then I put on my shirt and all self esteem went right down the drain! I felt like shit most of the evening. Then when I get home, I throw my hair into a pony tail, put on my baggy jammies, go to get ready for bed and I notice how pretty my face was with my eyes all done up and so on.

So in a matter of hours last night my self esteem went from rock bottom to not so shabby.

Why should I, a nearly 27 year old, feel the way I did last night? I am not an overly confident person, but I havent had such a low self esteem in ages!

Makes me think back to my past, depression starting, and how things were when I was growing up.

I would definitely not want to be a young girl growing up in today's society. I think it is worse off now than it was even just a few short years ago!

So over the past week or more Adam has been in the works of getting himself a brand spankin' new car, and I couldn't be any happier for him! He works hard and has not really got anything of his own so this was well deserved!

I took him over to the dealership I deal last weekend and he test drove one that he has been doing some research on. It is a brand new 2005 Accent 5, very nice car! I wasnt too sure he was excited about it at first, and kept asking him if he was SURE he wanted to buy a car right now, and made sure that he knew it was a LONG committment! He kept laughing at me, and since he got the car, I assume he was sure he wanted it!

After the test drive, he did all the "signing on the dotted line" and it was his. The only problem was, the one he wanted was not at the dealership, it was on it's way from Vancouver so he had to wait. That is the worst feeling!

I was actually very luck to not have to wait when I got mine 2 or 3 years back! I had been doing my research online for weeks ahead and I walked into the dealership, said " I want this car, this colour, this package, this transmission, this year and this term of payment" and within hours, after signing papers and going to get insurance, the car was in my driveway.

Poor Adam had to wait!

He finally got everything under way this week, the car arrived, he got his insurance and yesterday morning he picked it up! He came by work later on in the morning to show me!

I am so happy for him! The only thing is, I told him this too so it wont come as a shock to him when he reads my blog, but now that I know he can save his money so well for a car in a short period of time, the ring better be next! :)

He knows I am joking ... kinda!

Here is a pic of his car .... it is very sharp looking!

Well today was the day! I was so excited that I think I had to pee a million and one times this morning, even when I really only would pee a small trickle. I dont think it was nerves, as much as it was excitement. I have wanted a new piercing for months now! I go through these phases where I need something different, either a tattoo, a piercing, dying my hair funky off the all colours or getting braided extensions put in. As my parents say ... I like to be different!

Snowbawl, another friend of ours, and I all decided to do this together. We have been wanting to go for weeks but today was the only time we seemed to be able to go. Good enough for me!

Here is a pic of Snowbawl calmly waiting for her turn and perhaps contemplating what she has just done:

Crystal was the first victim! She got her tragus done! For those of you who DONT know Crystal (which is everyone but Snowbawl, Dree, Sarsar, Aubree and I) she is the funniest thing since sliced bread! (Not the analogy I was going for but it works here cuz it is Crystal). She screamed and yelled and PULLED HER HEAD AWAY from the guy when he was shoving a huge fish hook through her head. Word to the wise, when someone is piercing you, STAY STILL or it is more than likely gonna hurt more than it should! It was done and over with in 2 minutes, maybe even less come to think of it! She looked in the mirror and did not like it as much as she thought she would. The blood may have thrown her off though! :) I think it looks cute on her! She was in major need of a piercing of some sort! She is not the pure innocent type, in my opinion, so she needed SOMETHING to prove that!

In the first pic she is in pain and basically yelling "It hurts, it hurts" as she pulls away from the man:

Here is her after pic, she wanted to make sure I "got the blood" in the pic, for added effect:

Snowbawl was victim #2. She got her Daith pierced. I LOVE the way it looks. She actually has perfect ears for this sort of thing! The ring sits beautifully inside her ear. Not a single flinch from her! Crystal was not impressed that Kelli was not in pain.

Here is ever so calm, cool and collected Snowbawl as the piercer was getting ready to stab her. Close up of her ear to follow, somehow I did not get one:

Here is a pic of her final product (I finally got one oops)

I was the final victim. When the piercer was bending the hook, I was noticing how HUGE it was. It looks like a massive oversized fish hook. I commented on this and he replied with "And guess who the bait is". HA ! FUNNY GUY!  I was a little nervous because when he did my tragus he got the forceps caught on the hook and yanked it out and had to do it a second time. However, he knows what he is doing and I wasnt worried. Just didnt like the whole hook being torn out of cartlidge idea! Again, it was done and over with in no time at all. I felt a little strange afterwards, not pain, not sick and not dizzy, just strange!

And here is my ear, this gives you a good idea of where it is but it is not at the best angle ...

This is what it really woud look like from the front angle. It looks very nice. This pic is not my head though:

I LOVE the way it looks! I stared at it in the rear view mirror of the car, all the way to work (not good when I am driving). I am very happy with it! I hope Crystal and Snowbawl were happy with the place we went to. It is the place I have been going to since my first tattoo over 10 years ago. Shit that makes me feel old. The place has changed names, owners, piercers, and tattoo artists, but it is still the place I go. Just hope they were happy with it! We are all so pretty with our new holes!

Yay for us! And yay for my addiction being fulfilled for the time being!

Okay did anyone watch the Bachelor tonight? All I have to say is OH MY GOD! I know this guy has a thing for Kimberly and I can see why; she dresses like a hooker, she has a nice smile and she acts like a complete ditz. She does not wear anything that her boobs do not fall out of.

Well tonight he took her on a one-on-one date and then after the date they went back to his place ... as if he was not expecting something! Too bad for him there were cameras and crew around.

They were on the couch talking, or so we think, and she was rubbing her feet all over the underside of his legs, and she was playing with the bottom of his shirt, which just happened to be stratigically placed along his CROTCH! His face was beet red, he was splotchy, the way some people get whent hey are turned on, and he was acting like a little boy who has just been kissed for the first time. It was hilarious! Then they head to his bedroom?! Um hello! So they get into this huge make out session and OH MY GOD! Talk about good reality TV!

This is definately the BEST Bachelor yet!

Today I had the best "feel-good-about-me" day I have had in a long time.

Part of it is the new piercing. I always feel somewhat high on life and ... confident in myself, after getting a new piercing or tattoo. I dont understand exactly why, because no one notices either usually, but thats how it works with me!

The other part of it was my pants. I was in my 2nd pair of new "one size smaller than usual" pants and I felt GREAT!

I had the confidence of a peacock today! I was just beaming!

I love these kind of days. How can I have them more often without tattooing or piercing every available inch of skin on me?!

Any ideas?

:)

I am so not looking forward to heading to my staff meeting this afternoon. I have a feeling shit is gonna hit the fan, over and over!

I am not impressed at how they went about "discussing" a few things with one of my coworkers yesterday. They had better smarten up and look at how they are treating their employees or they are not going to have any employees left!

So it is off to the shower, then off to pick up a prescription and my new contacts (so my current ones no longer stay glued to my eyes), then off to the meeting and work afterwards!

I think I may stop at Wallyworld and buy a new printer on my way home tonight though. Mine wont work with my computer anymore and it wont set up when I do the whole set up thing, so my solution is to try a whole new printer!

I think I will get one of those printer, copier, scanner ones all in one. My dad will be happy with that!

Talk to you all tonight!

Have a good one!

I am cleaning out my desk and surrounding area (a huge job I might add) and I came across this, and thought I would share with you:

Words of Wisdom

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

No man is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.

Just because someone doesnt love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they dont love you with all they have.

A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.

The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you cant have them.

Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.

To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

Dont waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the right person we will know how to be grateful.

Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

There's always going to be people that hurt you, so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.

Make yourself a better person and know how you are before you try to know someone else and expect them to know you.

Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.

Remember: Whatever happens, happens for a reason.

Again, just something I found typed, tucked in the back of a desk drawer that I thought I would share:

Natural Highs

* falling in love

* laughing so hard your face hurts

* a special glance

* getting mail

* taking a drive on a pretty road

* hearing your favourite song on the radio

* lying in bed listening to the rain outside

* hot towels out of the dryer

* walking out of your last final

* a long distance phone call

* a good conversation

* a care package

* the beach

* finding a $20 bill in your coat from last winter

* laughing at yourself

* midnight phone calls that last for hours

* running through sprinklers

* laughing for absolutely no reason at all

* having someone tell you that you're beautiful

* laughing at an inside joke

* friends

* accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you

* waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep

* your first kiss

* being part of a team

* making new friends or spending time with old ones

* late night talks with your roommate that keep you from sleeping

* sweet dreams

* hot chocolate

* road trips with friends

* swinging on swings

* watching a good movie cuddled up on a couch with someone you love

* song lyrics printed inside your new CD so you can sing along without feeling stupid

* going to a really good concert

* getting butterflies in your stomach every time you see that one person

* winning a really competitive game

* making chocolate chip cookies

* having your friends send you homemade cookies

* spending time with close friends

* running through the fountains with your friends

* riding a bike downhill

* the feeling after running a few miles - an accomplishment

* seeing smiles and hearing laughter from your friends

* holding hands with someone you care about

* running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change

* discovering that love is unconditional and stronger than time

* hugging the person you love

* watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much-desired present from you

* watching the sun rise

* getting out of bed every morning and thanking God for another beautiful day!

Top 15 Dog Pet Peeves about Humans

15. When you run away in the middle of a perfectly good leg humping!

14.  Blaming your farts on me ... not funny!

13.  Yelling at me for barking ... I'm a DOG!

12.  How you naively believe that the stupid cat isn't all over everything while you're gone. (Have you noticed that your toothbrush tastes like cat butt?)

11.  Taking me for a walk, then not letting me check stuff out. Exactly who's walk is this anyhow?

10.  Any trick that involves balancing food on my nose ... stop it!

9.  Yelling at me for rubbing my butt on your carpet. Why'd you buy carpet?

8.  Getting upset when I sniff the crotches of your guests. Sorry but I haven't quite mastered the handshake thing yet.

7.  How you act disgusted when I like myself. Look, we both know the truth, you're just jealous!

6.  Dog sweaters. Have you noticed the fur?

5.  Any haircut that involves bows or ribbons. Now you know what we chew your shit up when you're not home.

4.  When you pick up the piles in the yard. Do you realize how far behind schedule that puts me?!

3.  Taking me to the vet for "the big snip", then acting surprised when I freak out every time we go back.

2.  The slight of hand, fake fetch throw. You fooled a dog! What a proud moment for the top of the food chain!

1. Invisible fences. Why do you insist on screwing with us?

I find it a little odd that the purchase and hooking up of a new printer can make me extremely happy!

I bought a new printer today, an all in one kinda deal, at a very good price, and I could not wait to get home to hook it up tonight. I did, and it works wonderfully and I am stupidly happy!

What the hell?!

A new piercing gives me confidence and a printer gives me happiness. What will it be tomorrow?!

I dunno if anyone did this when they were a kid, but when playing Cowboys and Indians (I know, not politically correct in today's society, bite me), you had an Indian name?

Well Snowbawl said a friend of her's just commented on her piercings and said "Wow, lottsa little holes" so that is now her new nickname.

Snowbawl = Kelli = lottsalittleholes

I want one! :)

My whole damn ear is sore.

It has only been sore when I touch it.

Could my new hole be infected already? I know it is gonna happen at some point, so I am curious if it is from this.

OUCH!

I started to type this huge sappy blog but decided against it. I do not think I can handle it right now.

Snowbawl is leaving, as you all may know, to go marry the love of her life. I cant say I blame her but I will miss her dearly! Every day that I talk to her on MSN or read a blog on here, it kicks in just a little more.

Then there is a very good friend of mine, an ex in fact, who is leaving for Japan in just under a month. Since I met him and was with him, I remember him saying how he was interested in teaching overseas. I knew he would, he is very determined. Every day that I read his blog, it kicks in one tad more as well.

I know I have talked about this with Snowbawl before, and I am a firm believer that everyone we meet comes into our lives for a reason. Whether it is for good or bad, it is for a reason.

As you get older the word "friendship" takes on a whole new meaning. When we were children, friends were considered anyone who would give you the time of day. When we were teenagers, friends were the people who dressed like you, liked the same things as you, and partied with you. Now that we are adults, friends are the people that you can tell anything and everything to. I personally do not need millions of friends. I would much rather have the extremely close kind, than the acquaintance kind. As I have grown, my opinions on friendship have definitely changed!

Whether these friends of mine are within a 30 minute drive of me, or a 17hr flight from me, they will forever remain close to my heart. Whether a friend is someone I have only known for a mere 8 months or is the past love of my life, it really does not change what they mean to me!

I will miss them both more than words can say!

Enough from me now!

No more tears!

I have been looking through profiles of mindsayers and I am absolutely SHOCKED at how many young girls have disgusting pictures of themselves on here.

I understand putting a real picture of yourself in your profile, but why, tell me, WHY do these young girls feel the need to put a picture up of their cleavage, their bare ass or their full naked body?! What possesses them to do so?

Do they not realize that instead of looking good and making people thing "Wow that chick looks good", more people are saying "What a whore! What a skank!"

Honestly, there is this thing called self respect! There is also this thing called class. Look into it!

If these girls are just simply posting naked pics or boob pics that are not really themselves, why do that either?! It still makes people think you are slutty!

Some of these girls are exactly that ... GIRLS! I am almost 27 and I would never in a million years think of posting a picture of myself like that. I have self respect, dignity and morals!

What have these girls learned? How have they grown up? Why do they think that the more skin you show and the sluttier you look, the more appealing you will be? Why do they not see that you are more likely to be called "gorgeous" when you dress properly and act properly?

These sort of girls think they are attracting guys by the dozens but they are always the WRONG sort of guys. They are the guys who could care less about the person inside, but more about what you will give them, sexually.

I have no problem with young women trying to express themselves. That is, afterall, mostly what today's society is about. Being my age, I STILL try to express myself with different clothing trends, hair colours, piercings and the small tattoo here and there. There are so many ways to be "an individual" or "express yourself", without degrading yourself.

If my child ever dressed like that I would have her hanged. (Yes it is hanged not hung).  But my child will NEVER dress like that, because I will teach her she is beautiful, I will teach her to respect herself, and I will teach her morals and values.

I really do blame a lot on parenting! I have said it before and will say it again ... over and over ... parents today are not near as good as parents from my mom and dad's generation are. Parents today do not care enough and do not put enough effort into what we call "parenting". Parents today are afraid of their children, they hold off on discipline and punishing them because they are afraid of them.

WISE UP!

Check out my first REAL attempt at making my own header picture. I am so excited!

I actually took that pic last fall in a farmer's field.  I want to go back this year to get pics of me and Adam among the sunflowers.

More fun headers to come.

Hey Snowbawl, send me some pics and quotes and I can see what I can do for ya !

:)

Yay me

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 "What kind of eyes do you have? (with pictures)"

Sunrise
You have sunrise eyes. Sunrise is the color of joy and elation. Your eyes symbolize your general sense of wellness. Your confidence and high self-esteem each and every day make you the person people want to be around. You are a very creative, passionate, and sexual person. You are not afraid to tell people what you think of them, whether good or bad. Some words to describe you: self-assuredness, out-going, busy, cheerful, bright, amiability, courage, successful, creative, personable, happiness, motivational, optimistic, strong, and aware.

I always knew I was going to Hell in a handbasket but this shows what floor I will be on... hope to see some of you there!

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

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Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	High
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Low
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

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Today was a very good day for feeling great about me and my body!

I am yet to understand why this is exactly! I did not get out of bed until almost 2pm (keep in mind I had a boy in my bed with me, who was suposed to be sleeping), and I did not really put much effort into looking pretty. Jeans and a tshirt for me, made sure my hair was dry, no make up or anything fancy. Just a plain jane kinda day!

Adam and I went for a quick bite at Quiznos and then went to visit my grams, which was lots of fun! Then we just curled up on the couch and watch Survivor from last night, which I had to tape do to work.

Then getting ready for bed we were in the bathroom brushing our teeth and I was looking in the mirror and was actually happy! I had my glasses on, my hair back in a loose ponytail, had an old sweatshirt on, and all I could think was "Wow, I look great!" Not very modest I know. My skin was glowing too and looked so good!

I feel like I am definitely losing weight. I can see it in my profile, I can see it through a big old sweatshirt and I can see it in my face. I am not really doing anything special to do it either.

But I feel great!

Wow, its a nice feeling for once!

Is anyone familiar with Acupuncture or go to an acupuncturist?

My grandmother has been going and he has done a miracle job on her, and there is one in Ottawa, very well known and well renowned all over the world, and he can apparently cure insomnia and depression (get me off my drugs too).

Just curious about other people's experiences.

The last few days I have been very selfish, and the thing is, I feel good about it!

I have always done things to please other people, and am always putting other people's needs, wants and feelings above and ahead of mine. This is a good thing in that it shows the kind of person I am, but I am sick of putting myself on the backburner for everything else.

Since discovering that I have gone down one size and that I am feeling good about myself, my body and my looks, for a change, I have decided that I should continue to focus on me for a while. This does not mean I will push away the people that are in my life, on the contrary! I will still sure that I am there if someone needs me. I just need to put more thought into me and making myself feel great!

I got Friday night off at the last minute. There was only going to be one client home and I asked if there needed to be 2 staff (of course they didnt need two). Then the other home asked me if I could work there since I was no longer working at the main home I am at. I thought about it and said no. I wanted one night all for me. It was quite nice actually!

Friday Adam came over after he finished his midnight shift and he hopped into bed. We both slept till 1 but did not bother to get out of bed till almost 2. Then we just hung out, ran some of my errands, and then went to visit my gramma for a few hours and watched tv. It was nothing exciting, far from it actually, but it has been SOOOO long since we have had a whole day and night to do nothing together.

Last night he slept over (the first time sleeping in my bed overnight too I might add). Today we just vegged until we had to come back into the city, me for work and him to head home!

It was perfect!

Tonight I am working the evening shift, and the overnight sleep shift. Adam is going to go rent a movie and come over for a bit. Then I am off until 1 tomorrow afternoon.

I definitely need a break from this place! I am thinking that should also be part of the whole selfishness. Instead of always trying to please them here and being available 10 days a week (thats right, I said 10 not 7 cuz thats what it feels like and thats what I do), I need to think of me and my well being. It is not my fault they do not have enough staff to cover empty shifts!

Anyhow just needed to vent.

Have a great weekend everyone!

So I am at work, doing my sleep shift (even though I am not sleeping yet). Adam just left. He rented Spanglish! It was a good movie, very drawn out but very nice to see Adam Sandler in a role like that. I have always liked him!

My first decision I made was whether to sleep upstairs on a rock hard futon, in one of the clients beds (since he is gone home) or on the pull out couch. I decided against the futon before I even had to think about it and afer realizing I would probably break Ry's bed, I opted for the pull out couch. It is not too bad actually!

My second decision, and the current one, is what extra blanket to use. A foster mother brought in 2 comforters from home for one of the guys and I grabbed one of those. I know it is clean but it kinda smells old. My other option would be to sleep with his duvet, which was recently washed and put in the top of his closet, but he has puked on it so many times, I would be afraid it was not exactly 100% clean.

Okay.... comforter from foster mom it is!

Off to sleep! UGH! Good night!

I cant really complain much about my job. I dont have the hardest job in the world. Sure I deal with the 3 P's every day (poop, pee and projectile vomit) but it is not the most difficult job in the world.

What I DO have to complain about however is the lack of grown up things I deal with on a regular basis.

Is it normal for a 26 year old to go home singing Raffi songs? Is it normal for a 26 year old to get out of bed and march to the shower to the tune of a Sharon Lois and Bram song?

I need a grown up job!

Anyone ever have one of those days where you just cannot seem to stop eating? Regardless of it being healthy or not, I just cant seem to stop! I have been starving all day!

This is what happens! I fuck up my eating habits for a week by just skipping a bunch of meals or what not, and then all of a sudden it seems to catch up to me.

It is now 1am and I am craving cheese and crackers but quite honestly I am too tired to bother to go get them!

Damn it all to heck!

I never watched Dawson's Creek until it started into 2 hours of reruns every weekday on The Superstation. I absolutely love it. I am quite addicted to it, even though I think I have seen all of them now, from start of the series to the very end.

I love how they do not talk like typical high school and college kids. They talk like highly educated 40 year old professors of English. It is quite amusing.

This morning Joey was at the movies with Dawson (only as friends) and her English professor was at the same theatre with his date. The prof went out to the lobby during the movie and Joey followed him where they got into this huge conversations with double meanings, etc. and she kissed him, which by the way is not the first time she has done so.

It made me think ... has anyone ever had a super huge crush on one of your teachers? At any level of education? I never did!

I had a crush on a very cute university student who was doing his teaching practicum in my grade 10 music class, but thats about it. All of us girls were gaa gaa over him!

Okay everyone! Get ready! Tonight is Bachelor night! Last week Snowbawl let me know how wonderful she thinks my Bachelor reports are, and had I known earlier they would have been much more clever and though provoking. So tonight is BOUND to be a doozy ... just for you Kelli!

Yay for Bachelor!

People wonder why I am not a fan of girls! All you have to do to understand why I feel the way I do is watch one week of The Bachlor!

This week proved to be the most boring week yet. Many people on the message boards were asking what the so-called "big twist" was for this week that had been suposedly advertised. I have come to decide that the "big twist" was that Kimberly was wearing woman sized clothes this week ... no bikinis, no cotton balls over the nipples, and no shirts that were missing 3 quarters of the material. Talk about a shocking twist! It sure surprised me!

Then there is who Charlie calls "Big Sarah" . The name he has assigned to her makes me giggle every time I hear it. It reminds me of this woman in an aerobics class I was taking a few years back. We called her "Goliath" and "Big Bertha". She was not fat, just damn tall and built. Scary thing she was!

Anyhow, back to Big Sarah! Sarah is this blond bimbo who believes she is the hottest thing since barefeet on pavement on a summer afternoon! My favourite comment from Big Sarah tonight was how she is convinced that the only reason girls hate her is because she is so beautiful. When Charlie confronted her about how other girls in the house think she is there for the wrong reasons, she flat out tells him that she has dealt with jealous girls all her life, and it is not her fault that she is so pretty and she CRIES!

My God! I could only HOPE to have the problem of being "too pretty". She is freaking hilarious! Since day one she has been saying she knows who the final 4 women remaining are, because Charlie told her of course, but then in clips that they show between dates and so on, they show her saying things like "I hope I get a rose" or "If I dont get a rose Charlie is making the biggest mistake of her life". And at each rose ceremony she looks absolutely terrified. If she is so confident she is the winner, why the doubtful comments and the scaredy cat look?!

Another surprise from this week is that there was no heavy duty making out and no presumed nookie. I was highly disappointed! I think with each season of The Bachelor it becomes more of a contest to see how many chicks they can mess around with. Talk about good television!

Next week the 4 remaining girls take Charlie to their hometowns. Kimberly (the whore / near nudist) is bringing him back to Canada. Contrary to what he may believe about Canadians, we do not all live in igloos and there IS more to do to keep warm in the winter than just making babies! Mind you that would make for great ratings!

Sadly this was a boring week so not much to report on ... Here is to hoping next week brings out some claws, boobs and tongue lashings!

I am beyond exhausted and I know I have tonnes to do tomorrow, yet I am trying to find any excuse to stay awake right now. And I even took a sleeping pill 10 minutes ago.

I am messed up! :)

It scares me that I have been reading so many blogs by young girls who are so clearly suffering from depression. I used to be each and every one of those girls.

This is the story of me ... it is not going to be fancy and full of made up, or buttered up, words, it is going to be simple, concise and clear. I hope just a few people who read this will be inspired by it, or atleast realize they are not alone.

I have been suffering from depression for over 10 years, perhaps longer. I simply first started to realize I was depressed back in high school. It was something completely foriegn to me. I did not understand it and had not ever been in contact with depression in any serious form before.

I lived with it for years before I was diagnosed by a physician. I did not think I could tell anyone, especially not my parents. I had amazing parents, still do in fact, but my family was not really an open one. Not when it came to certain topics. Not at that time. I remember at one time when I was upset and my parents were mad at me for being upset, they asked me what was wrong. When I said I was stressed and depressed my father yelled back "You are 14 years old, you have NOTHING in life to feel stressed or depressed about. You dont know the meaning of stress!" So from that point on I felt I could definitely not talk to them about it.

Throughout high school it progressed quickly. However it was not affecting my school work or grades, it was not making me pull away from the activities and people I loved. I did an excellent job of hiding it. Occupying my mind, though, were thoughts of death and suicide. The first time anything like that happened was walking home from a friend's house one night and I walked, intentionally, in front of a car. As crazy as this sounds and as insane as some people think I may be, I still say, to this day, that someone was watching over me because I felt a force push me out of the way of the car. It could have just been my subconscious telling me I did not want to die, but at this point, I was pretty sure I did.

It remained a secret all through high school. I started to convince myself I was ok. I had a serious boyfriend for the first time at the end of high school and we both decided to go away to school together, 6 hours from home. It was a great experience, and one I would not trade for the world, but it was also one of the first times I told anyone what was wrong with me.

My boyfriend would often be comforting me and trying to ease my tears. He suggested I don't know how many times, that I go see someone at the walk in clinic in the college. I was scared. I thought if I went to someone and tried to tell them what was wrong, that they would put me down, call me stupid or commit me to a mental institution. I was uneducated on the topic of mental illness and was basing all of my fears on myths.

After one year of my program I realized it was not for me and I came back home, only to go through 2 years of a long distance relationship while my boyfriend finished up his 3 year program. Things got harder for me. I would visit him every 6 to 8 weeks and he would come home on holidays and reading weeks but it was harder every time. My rock was 600km away from me and I did not know who else to turn to.

I remember one of his visits home for a holiday, I think it was Thanksgiving, I decided I could not take it anymore. I was up all night with a bottle of extra strength tylenol thinking of how nice it would be to take the whole bottle and end things right then and there. I thought just simple tylenol would do it for me ... I did not realize it would not have done more than make me sleep for a week and need a good stomach pumping. I did not, however, take any. I went to work the next morning and K (the boyfriend) came in to say good bye to me before he left to go back. I broke down at work in front of everyone and told him about the night before. He got so upset with me and did not want to leave. He made me promise I would tell a mutual friend of ours or talk to someone and get help. I was still scared.

I eventually talked to my sister in law online and I discovered that we share the same illness. I was so surprised that someone so close to me and someone that I respect so much and who always seems so strong was depressed. She told me to go to the doctor (we have the same one) and that she was great to talk to and she would help me. Around the same time, that mutual friend of me and K's had picked up on something being wrong.

I had apparently been pushing friends away, and not even noticed I was doing it. I was the complete opposite of myself. She became another confident, and someone who did not judge me. This was great! I was not alone what so ever. She helped me to gain my strength and courage and came to the doctor with me.

I was diagnosed with near clinical depression. I was put on meds right away. I was given 2 weeks off work to get my meds working and get ahold of ME again. My doctor was great and she is still great.

The idea of meds for depression scared me. I did not want to become addicted to them. I did not like the idea of having to take a pill to be happy. Would that not make me crazy for real?!

My parents were becoming extremely concerned. They had been noticing a huge change in me. They kept asking me what was wrong. Finally one night when my boyfriend and my dad had gone out, mom came to me and actually genuinely wanted to talk about me. I broke down and told her everything. She did not understand depression. She did not understand why I felt the way I did.  Now looking back on that conversation with my mom, I am sure she felt guilt as well. I can just imagine how a parent would feel having your near adult child come to you in tears saying they have been diagnosed with clinical depression. She wanted me to see a therapist. I said no. I had talked about it with my doctor and there was nothing I felt I could tell a therapist.

I had the most amazing upbringing. I was a happy active child. I have amazing parents. I was a spoiled child. I was close with my brother. I had many friends. I was an excellent student and loved school. I had great after school activities to keep me occupied. I had a great childhood! I have never dealt with abuse of any kind. I honestly do not think there were any life events that caused my depression. My doctor listened to me explain all this as well and agreed it was as simple as a chemical imbalance for me.

I have been on meds for years now and have tried coming off of them just recently (at the doctor's request) and it did not go over so well for me so I am back on them. I am just on a lower dose.

Over the years, and while dealing with something so serious, I have realized that it is something you SHOULD talk about. It is not as rare as you think it is. Chances are, you are not even close to the only person around you suffering from depression.

My suggestions to you, if you really are depressed, whether it be just you questioning yourself in the slightest, or whether it be thoughts of death and suicide ... PLEASE talk to someone.

There is nothing wrong with being depressed, it is not something that is going to define you as a person. If anything it is something that will make you stronger and make you learn more about yourself. It will make you love you for you and it will make you realize you are worth living for.

And as for meds, dont be afraid to ask for help and ask for something to help you. Why refuse a simple med that will make you feel better when your only other option would be to hate youself and be miserable all of the time. Meds do not knock you out and do not make you into a zombie, they simply help you BE YOU! They help you get you through the day.

Wow I hope this helps! It has been eating at me with all these new blogs about depressed girls and them wanting to die and give up. Please know that you are not alone. I was you! Now I am me and could never be happier with the me that I am!

Today is the day! It is about bloody time too!

My poor wee car is a disaster! I need to clean it out something aweful and today is the day. Otherwise I will not be able to give a ride to some people out for supper with class tonight. I have skates and all of my winter attire in the backseat. In the trunk there is a huge rubbermaid box with shoes, hats, bathing suits, etc. I think there is even a "flying mechanical bat" somewhere in my car from Halloween.

So first step :   take everything out that does not technically belong in a car

Step #2:  I am not that far yet!

Tonight was my last ASL Class. It was soooo much fun but in the end, when we were leaving it was difficult to part ways for me.

We have been taking this class for almost 4 months and the time has just flown by. It has been so much fun. I have mentioned before about our teacher. She is a 25 year old Algonquin College student (taking Social Service Worker program) and she is completely 100% deaf. She is a riot! I just love her! She made the class completely enjoyable. I love school to begin with but it was amazing having to actually be emerged in her environment. She gave you no other choice but to learn how to communicate with her ... and quickly!

We had our final exam last week and tonight the class went out to East Side Marios for supper. Her boyfriend came along ... what a great guy. He is deaf in one ear and hearing in the other. He can also speak. We all forgot about this until they reminded us. However our teacher had basically told him that tonight he was deaf and not to talk with us. HA! Talk about being whipped! Joking, he is a sweetheart! He took the time to help us learn new signs tonight and to understand what we were signing, even though he could hear us talking at the same time. It was very nice to see them in their environment together.

Anyhow Dree got Mussels for supper. I am undecided on the issue of mussels. I like seafood and I have even tried escargot before but there seems to be something so very wrong about eating the insides of a shell.

Dree so kindly offered for everyone to try one, so I of course hopped right on board. Not sure why ... I think it was the strawberry daquiri talking.

I made her haul the slimey ass thing out of the shell for me though. I put it in my mouth and not sure of what to do with it, asked if I was to chew it or swallow it whole, all the while letting it swish around on my tongue. I gave it a quick chew, at Dree's advice and down it went. It was not bad in regards to texture, and the aftertaste was quite appealing. It was the fact that the taste of the sauce reminded me of a smell I am not overly fond of.

You know when something smells so strong you can taste it? And then you sometimes eat something that tastes the way something else smells? No?! It's okay, Dree did not understand me either.

However, her mussels, while sitting in my mouth, tasted like the smell of one of my client's poops.

I know, I know ... not appetizing, but its true!

I am proud of myself for trying something new! Not that I am apposed to doing so usually, but still!

YAY ME!

Tonight a girlfriend and I were talking about numerous serious things. Something that came up that is so true is how things from our past, situations, events, conversations, or select moments, can come back to haunt us now.

I have actually been trying to deal over the last week or more with a situation that occured probably when I was a know it all teenager. I am feeling extreme guilt and it is playing a major role on my life at this very moment in time. It is eating at me and I dont know how to deal with it.

I dont know which birthday it was for but I was going to have a few friends over for supper, not a birthday party per say, just a fun friendly get together. My mother thought she had done something wonderful by going out and selecting a bakery made carrot cake for the occassion, since I had recently started to like carrott cake.

I was the selfish person that I can be, and I made her feel horrible for buying that and not making me a homemade chocolate cake. I remember the way I acted and it is eating me apart lately.

The other day there was a carrott cake in the house and I had a bite and that is what sparked my memory. Since that day all I keep thinking about is how selfish I  was at that time. I think it was even the year both my parents had been laid off and we did not have that much money.

However I made such a huge deal of it, and probably made my mother feel like shit, all because I wanted a homemade cake instead of a carrott cake.

Not a single day, in the past week or 2, has gone by that I have not had the thought of this or the huge feeling of guilt I am feeling, go through me.

I dont know what to do about it!

Today is the last day I was probably get to see Snowbawl before she leaves for the U.S.

It is gonna be quite sad for me. I am not at all good with "good byes" and it really is bugging me that I wont be able to get time off to do down for her wedding! :( I am hoping to be able to go visit once all the hoopla of her wedding, honeymoon (Oops I accidently typed in funeral there) and settling into their place ends.

I hate saying good bye!

My logic is if I dont go to the lunch today I dont have to say goodbye, but then thats no good cuz I wont see her before she leaves!

:( DONT LEAVE ME SNOWBAWL

Today we were all lucky enough to have one last lunch all together before Snowbawl up and leaves this wonderful province to head to Columbia Missouri to marry her man!

As hard as it was to keep a smile and to laugh it was awesome to have us all together one last time. I didnt even think about it, but everyone that was there today were all the original staff from work.

I am so glad to have the pic of us all...

On the left are Karolina (night staff), Andrea (dree.mindsay.com), Jen (former employee, now very pregnant with twins.

On the right are Snowbawl herself, Crystal (full time staff) and me.

It was the perfect way to say "goodbye" or as I like to think of it ... "Check ya later"

I will miss you Snowbawl. But we will keep in touch!

Love you lots!

I just wanted to let everyone know that I now have a website with all of my pictures posted. I hope you can all check it out. I will post new pics frequently so head on over.

It's the link under my bookmarks that says "Sherry's pics"

Have fun!

I think I hit every piece of roadkill possibly known to man tonight on my way home from work. The more I tried to avoid it, the closer to dead centre it would be with my tires! I dont know how many times I felt things crunch and my car would shake and bump!

Keep in mind I do not live in the city. My ride home from work usually consists of highways or backroads so roadkill is common for me. But dear God there was a lot tonight!

Last night it was just a few frogs hopping across in front of my car, that I dont think made it.
Tonight it was a deer here, a racoon there, a porcupine here, a fox there ... great fun!

YUCK!

Over the last week or so I have realized that I am more ready than I have ever been. I know this is right because I have never had the feeling I have been having lately. It is the best feeling in the world. I am ready to start the rest of my life with Adam.

I was with Kevin for 4 years, maybe more, and it took me that long to get a promise ring. We talked about having a house, a wedding, a family and growing old together. At the time I thought it was right but thinking back, I never had the feeling that he was "the one". To me it was just what was going to happen because we had been together so long.

I was with Mitch for a year and a half and we talked about weddings, which church would be cool to get married in, and the future. I asked him a few times if we would be together forever. I wanted a ring, and as much as I wanted to marry my best friend, I still did not really have "that feeling". It was more of an "I want it" feeling than an "its right" feeling.

I have been with Adam just a month short of a year and I am sure it is right. We have talked about being together, getting a house, starting a life, being engaged, weddings, babies, etc. We have discussed it all. At first I wanted it all, but then when we started to seriously discuss it, I told him I was not really ready and did not want it all right yet. One day perhaps, but I was not 100% sure. I was not even 100% sure if we were meant to be together period at one point. But lately I have this REALLY strange feeling in me saying "this is right and I am so ready". I have never been more ready or willing for something this huge in my life!

I cant even explain the feeling I have. When I have heard people in the past say "when you know you know", I have always agreed, because I thought I had known in the past. This may sound corny but I now know exactly what they mean. It is so true "when you know, you know!"  When I am with him lately my feelings are so much stronger than they have been. They used to grow every day but all of a sudden they have taken on a completely new feeling. It is so hard to explain! I wish I could!

Adam is amazing! He is my rock, he is my confidant, he is my best friend. He is my shoulder to cry on and my knight in shining armor. He is my excitement, my happiness and my tears. He is there for me through thick and thin and has never complained about anything. He has treated me like a princess constantly, and spoiled me rotten. He has put up with mood swings, my stress, and my rock bottom moments. He has been there to pick me up when I did not think I would ever regain strength to look at the world. He has never asked for anything in return for his love, his friendship and his loyalty. He has done nothing but love me, in every way possible, and for that I am thankful.

As much as I am ready for all of this, I am in no rush to have the ring. Just knowing that I want to be with him forever is okay with me right now. Maybe that is another reason I know it is meant to be. I am more focussed on US and OUR LIVES than on a big whoppin diamond ring ... that of course will eventually need to be placed on my lonely left handed ring finger. :)

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I need a second job, either part time or full time, who can help me out? Anyone around here know of any leads or anywhere I can apply?

HELP!?

Tonight at work I was cutting veggies to put in a quiche we were making and I thought I would use one of the new knives that a coworker bought a few weeks back. I wasnt sure they would be as sharp as they actually are, considering they were only $10 for a whole block of them.

Damn thing sliced off a whole chunk of my left thumb! My thumb is no longer a nice smooth curve on the end. It is more of a curve then a hole and another curve.

The pain made me crazy for a while but now it is just sort of numb! I dont know HOW many bandaids I have gone through tonight!

UGH

There is a church at the end of Adam's street and they have a huge magnetic bulletin board out front in their parking lot, near the street.

There have defnitely been a few doozy of a sayings on there, but last night was the best one I have seen yet. I could not stop laughing about it all night.

It read:

"I do not fire my apprentices"  ~ God

Someone must be clever! It definitely helped my mood last night. I left work in utter tears! I called Adam right away on my way home to his place (even though he was on his way to work) and I was crying and in such a bad need of a hug. Then I saw that sign. It for sure made my evening!

Kelli... 

I wish you were around so I could wish you a happy birthday in person but I supose love has to rule at some point!

This is your day! However, you must share this day with many historical events such as:

* In 1933, the Gestapo, the official secret police force of Nazi Germany, was etablished

* In 1962, the Ranger 4 Spacecraft crashed into the moon

* In 1972, US President Richard Nixon announced that another 20,000 US troops would be withdrawn from the war in May and June, reducing the authorized troop level to 49,000 (that one is just for you since you are kinda an American now)

* In 1986 a nuclear reactor in the Chernobyl nuclear plant exploded, creating the world's wost nuclear disaster

* In 1994 South Africa held it's first multiracial elections

You also have to share your day with numerous people who are considered famous ... most of whom I have never heard of. Some you may recognize are:

* 1900 - Charles Richter (geophysicist, inventor)

* 1935 - Carol Burnett (actress, singer, comedienne)

* 1963 - Jet Li (martial arts fighter, actor)

* 1983 - Jessica Lynch (POW rescued from Iraq in 2003)

In 1989 Lucille Ball died on this day.

Happy birthday to you...

Happy Birthday to you...

Happy Birthday dear Kelli...

Happy Birthday to you!!!

On another note, I miss you and I miss chatting with you. I hope your move went well and without trouble, and as much as I hate that you are so far away, I am happy that you are finally 110% happy to be with Chris!

Love you lots!

I am having a really hard time with the idea of Mitch leaving.

I read his blogs every day, sometimes 4 or 5 times a day because as a friend I am interested in his process, in his excitement and in his thoughts. But I am having a really hard time with the idea of having to see him before he goes and saying good bye. I keep putting off talking to him or calling him because that means it will be more real. I also dont want to say good bye to him too soon because then it will be even worse knowing he is still here. But if I keep putting it off, I am not going to get my chance, and I will regret not seeing him again.

:( Life bites!

I have come to grow used to my new Rook piercing! It has healed nicely after a week or so of bigtime infection and severe pain. The only time it really hurt now is when I am laying on it and push or pull my ear against the pillow, or slam that side of my head into something (yes I do this on occasion). Anyhow, the point is, I am now used to it and barely notice it anymore.

About 15 minutes ago I was in the kitchen talking with my mother. I got a bottle of water out of the fridge, turned to her and told her how I did not like her hair today. She started saying something, probably to insult me back, and all of a sudden she yells "You got your ear pierced way up in there!" I forgot I had my hair in a ponytail, which I had been avoiding doing for a while.

She then proceeded to tell me I look like a ZooLoo ... the only thing that comes to mind when she says this are "Zoodles" the tomato sauce noodle things like spaghettio's.

This started all the questions ... "Why did you do that?", "When did you do that?", etc.

At the same time, the phone rang ... talk about saved by the bell!

I was trying to explain to Adam that mom thinks I look like a Zoodle and she came back into the kitchen saying "African Zooloo! You know! The African people that live in the bush and have holes all over them and come out of the bush doing a dance like this..." and she started bouncing and doing her zoodle dance. Quite amusing I must say! I should get her to perform her new art for Adam tomorrow when he is here!

I am still a little confused about Zooloo's so here I am searching it. This is what I have come up with...

Zu·lu (zū'lū)
n., pl. Zulu or -lus.

1. A member of a Bantu people of southeast Africa, primarily inhabiting northeast Natal province in South Africa.
2. The Nguni language of this people, closely related to Xhosa.

The Zulu are an African ethnic group of about 5 million people who live mainly in KwaZulu-Natal Province, South Africa. This makes them the most numerous ethnic group in the country. Their language derives from Bantu. Under their king, Shaka, they expanded their kingdom in the early 1800s, from a minor clan of 1500 people to a great nation between the Tugela River and the Pongola River, through conquest and assimilation. They were partly responsible for the Mfecane - the catastrophic forced migration of many clans around Zululand. Famous for their conflicts with Boer settlers and the British army in the 1800s (eg. the Anglo-Zulu War in 1879 where Zulus defeated British troops at Isandlwana on January 22.)

The modern Zulu population is fairly evenly divided into urban and rural groups:

Rural Zulu people live in villages, often without electricity and running water, in houses constructed from a mixture of mud brick and more modern, but cheap, materials. The Zulu aristocracy still tends to play a major role in the leadership of rural Zulu people. Local amaKhosi (literally lords, though "chiefs" is a more common translation) tend to hold a certain amount of sway over the people in their area. Some rural Zulu people make a living selling basketry and beadwork to tourists and city dwellers. Some are also subsistence farmers, although a more prominent trend is for one member of a family to get a job in a nearby city, from the income of which they support the rest of the family.

Poorer urban Zulu people live in Townships, which came about as a result of apartheid. However, a large number of Zulu people are now members of the middle class, living in suburban houses, and having fairly common middle class first world jobs. A number of Zulu people are prominent business men and women, and a number are parliamentarians.

The singing styles of the Zulu people and their Nguni heritage are worthy of special mention. As in much of Africa, music is highly considered, enabling the communication of emotions and situations which could not be made by talking. Zulu music incorporates rhythm, melody and harmony — the latter is usually dominant and known as "isigubudu" (which can be translated as converging horns on a beast, with tips touching the animal, a spiralling inward that reflects inner feelings).

Zulu music has also been carried worldwide, often by white musicians using Zulu backing singers, or performing songs by Zulu composers. Examples of the former are Paul Simon and South African Johnny Clegg. Examples of the latter are the song "Wimoweh" and several tunes on the first album by Bow Wow Wow. In the case of both Bow Wow Wow and to a lesser extent "Wimoweh", the original Zulu musicians went largely unidentified and uncompensated by the white musicians.

Their language is isiZulu.

In the Zulu language, Zulu means "heaven" or "sky".

Here is a pic I have found of what seems to be the thing my mother was trying to describe:

Personally I think I look nothing like this wonderful man, nor do I remember ever being part of a South African ethnic group, but stranger things have happened.

After she got her little rant out I told her my next piercing would be my conch! I then went on to explain what my conch was ... perhaps we will get into details of how they do piercings next time I am home. That should make for fun dinner time conversation!

Little does she know my goal is to look like this pretty girl...

NOT!

A:

Age you got your first kiss:

          12

B:

Band you are listening to right now:

          Evanesance (Creepy eh Kelli)
C:

Crush:

          Adam obviously

D:

Dad's name:
          Arthur

E:

Easiest person to talk to:

          Adam, Mitch and Jason

F:

Favourite Bands at the moment:

          Evanescence, Kelly Clarkson, Avril Lavigne, Maroon 5, etc

G:

Gummy worms or gummy bears?

          Both are fun to play with in their own ways

H:

Hometown?

          Carleton Place

I:

Instruments?

          Piano, Trumpet, Clarinet, Saxophone

J:

Junior High:

          We never had "Junior High" we went straight from grade 8 to high school

K:

Kids?

          I dont have any

L:

Longest car ride ever?

          The time it took me over 10 hours to get to Niagara Falls (it is usually 6)

M:

Mom's name?

          Linda

N:

Nicknames?

          Sher, Bobbins, Sherry Berry

O:

One wish?

          To be happy for the rest of my life

P:

Phobias?

          The paper napkin rings at Broadway's

Q:

Quote?

          "Fingers were invented before forks"

R:

Reason to smile?

          I have the next 2 days off with Adam :)

S:

Song you last heard?

          Dance with my father again (Dunno if thats the real name)

T:

Time you woke up today?

          10:28 AM (an hour before my alarm ... UGH)

U:

Unknown fact about me:

          I obsess about my alarm clock (check it over 10 times every night

V:

Vegetable you hate?

          Turnip YUCK

W:

Worst habits?

          Biting my nails, leaving late when I have to be somewhere, the Internet

X:

X rays you have had?

          Teeth, chest, back, arms, legs, etc.

Y:

 Yummy food?

          Japanese Village, Greek Slouvaki House, and anything buffalo chickenish

Z:

Zodiac Sign?

          Virgo

So my wonderful loving boyfriend is not doing very well with the whole "buttering up the parents" task.

Last week I was on the phone with him and dad was buggin him, while I was talking to him about hair or SOMETHING, and Adam made the comment that my father has a comb-over, which I might mention, he does not. He has simply parted his hair on the left ever since he was a kid and he has never changed it. Well it is not a weeeeee bit thinner than it was when he was younger so in some parts it could be taken as a comb-over.

Well tonight Adam, my mom and I were watching TV and a movie trailer came on for "House Of Wax" which is set to come out soon I guess. My mom said "I saw that was I was a kid". My response was "YOU saw it???".

Let me just mention here that when I asked her with the tone I did, it was because my mother wont even watch Fear Factor. She wants nothing to do with scary movies, in the least!

Well to make everything better, Adam pipes up and says "Yes dear, it IS that old!" My jaw just dropped and my mother made me repeat it for her because she was not sure she had just heard right!

So then when dad gets downstairs I HAD to tell him! My dad loves bugging my boyfriends about stupid things they have done! HA! Poor Adam!

He is not doing very well ...

Every year Ottawa hosts the "Canadian Tulip Festival" and I absolutely love it! 3 years ago was actually the first time I ever went ... or that I can remember ... and this year will be the first year that I volunteer. I am so excited! I have never volunteered for something like this so I am totally psyched! I have signed up for everything from face painting, to security to ticket seller. Yippee! I can't wait!

Check out what this fun springtime festival is all about at www.tulipfestival.ca

I am finding it all very hard to swallow but I think my life is finally at the place I want it to be. Everything seems to be coming together so nicely and without problems lately!

From family life, to work, to love life, things are just sitting perfectly and are moving along better than I could ever hope for.

On one hand it is an awesome feeling but on the other hand it worries me that things are going so smoothly for me. Is this going to turn out to be a cruel joke on God's part? Are things going to come crashing down and kick me in the ass?!

I honestly do not remember a time when I was actually as happy with my life and everything going on, as I am at this moment! It is definitely a natural high, and I am loving it!

As some of you may know Dree went away to Disney World for a week and I am living at her place for that time, and cat sitting. I have never been here at night but it is creepy!

Dree you have GOT to get yourselves some window treatments woman! Especially in your bathroom. Those sheer wee things give me the willies! Its like the naked people across our yard at work! Jeepers. I dont like that I am sitting at her computer with a huge window beside my head that people can look through. YIKES! I am not 100% comfortable yet, maybe I will be by the end of the week. Who knows!

Adam just left me so I am all alone. Chase is no help, if I needed to be saved. She is more into chasing her own tail than robbers!

I am gonna go crawl into bed and hope that my neck and back feel better tomorrow. I woke up this morning and could not move my neck or my head to the right side. I have a MASSIVE hunk of knots in my right shoulder blade that Adam was working on all night. I hope they go away by tomorrow because I am suposed to volunteer to help set up the tulip festival. We shall see!

Night!

Well volunteer day # 1 at the Tulip Festival is a no go. I was up all night again with my damn back and neck. The knot is STILL there. I wrote and called the volunteer people and they said no problemo. There is no way I could set up tents and stuff feeling the way I do right now.

So not only do the lack of blinds in this house scare me, but this morning when I woke up, the bed I was sleeping in was ... ok I am so NOT exaggerating here ... 3 feet from the bloody wall. It was almost touching the dresser at the end of the bed! When I went to bed last night it WAS against the wall. Do I move around THAT much when I am sleeping?! Dear Lord!

Well, today I will relax, maybe lay in bed and read a bit. It will be nice not having to drive an hour to get to work. It is just up the road for me now. I do however have to trek across the city to pick up a wee one that is doing respite care at our group home, on my way to work, but thats ok.

More scary things to come tonight I am sure!

I am leading a boring life and I dont know what to blog about! That completely bums me out!

I thought staying at Dree's house would be some what fun and a little different. But I find myself scared to do anything here, just because it is not my house. I think I already fucked up one thing as it is, and I have only been here one day.

She left me a note saying she has the VCR set to tape 2 shows. One was last night and the other was tonight (although I thought it was tomorrow night). She asked that the tv be on channel 36 for the taping of both shows. Well I am confused because my tv at home doesnt need to be on the same channel that you have set it to tape on, if the TV is not on. So today when I left the house I dont think it was on the right channel, obviously because I thought it was tomorrow that would be taping, and now I dont know if what she wanted taped, actually got taped.

I cant do anything right!

I have been reading more blogs over the last few days for lack of better things to do while I am house sitting. I am actually quite disturbed by one blog that seems to be a sick joke.

There is one girl who has been talking about suicide in her blogs, then she made a comment about suicide can end it, and then her next blog was from someone claiming he was her brother and that she had actually committed suicide.

She now has over 60 replies from fellow mindsayers giving their condolences, and some who are non believers. I am in the non believers part.

All I can say is HOLY CRY FOR ATTENTION! If someone is that obsessed with suicide that it is all they blog about, that they threaten it, and then either do it or fake it (doesnt matter), then where the hell are the parents? Do they not see what is happening with their daughter. Some people think it can be hidden so well, but honestly, a good parent will see all the trigger signs. COMMON PARENTS! Open your fucking eyes!

On the other hand, anyone who would do this as a sick, cruel joke, or to test people to see how many people actually care about them, or just to get top blog ... have serious trouble. Suicide is not a fucking joke! Depression is not a fucking joke! Suicide and depression seem to have worked their way up to being a "trend" and I find it pathetic.

There are more teenage girls, even very young girls, claiming to be depressed and who talk about suicide. I find this rather disturbing. It is no longer a serious taboo issue, but a trend. It has been made into a game and into its own little society.

I know I will get a lot of slack for saying this but I believe I have the right, since I AM someone who actually DOES suffer from depression and was once suicidal. Suicide is real, death is real. If you threaten to do it, and try to hurt yourself there are no guarantees that it is "not going to work" so that you have another chance. If you are just doing it for attention, grow the hell up and get therapy!

What the hell has society come to?!

I am listening to my Kazaa list, which I have not listened to in sooooo long.

Garth Brooks' "To make you feel my love" is playing. It is such a beautiful song. Here are the lyrics:

When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I would offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong
I'd go hungry, I'd go blind for you
I'd go crawling down the aisle for you
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging on a rolling sea
Down the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
But you ain't seen nothing like me yet
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
Make you happy, make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love

Again another song that seems to be moving me, and making me all lovey and sappy ...

The first time I heard this was Jacob Hoggart singing it on Canadian Idol, but it really is a gorgeous song:

It is "Everything" by Lifehouse

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything,everything
You're all I want your all I need
You're everything, everything.
You're all I want you're all I need.
You're everything, everything
You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.

And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Can tonight possibly get any worse?

There were no major events that have put me in the horrible mood I am in, but it feels like my night can not go any further downhill than it already has.

I worked this evening and it was incredibly hectic. I hate working Thursdays, only for the fact that I always feel 2 steps behind. It is program night for 2 of our clients and one from another home we work with. Usually they all take Para Transpo, but it wasnt booked for them so we had to drive them. We also added one more client to the mix, which made it sucky. 4 do not fit in the van we had, especially the wheelchairs they have. Then I had to get the other client back to her house before the change of shift, and I felt soooo horrible leaving my co worker with stuff to do! So, needless to say, Thursdays area always kinda pissy nights for me, but tonight I could not shake it!

Then I get to Dree 's to find I have forgotten my contact case, my contact solution AND my glasses at home. I went home last night to pack more clothes and do some laundry and other errands I had, and I guess I forgot to pack those 3 essential things. The glasses I can do without IF I have to, as long as my contacts dont rip or dry out, etc. So then I had to head BACK out to find a 24 hour Shopper's, after I was already in my jammies, to get solution and a case, money that I did not have to spend.

All I wanted to do when I came home was cuddle with Adam for an hour before he had to go to work, watch Survivor and relax with my book. None of that happened. I came in, in a bad mood, got mad at Adam for something really stupid and small, only because I was already in a pissy state, went upstairs to unpack my bag, and just started bawling and ended up on the bed wrapped in my blankie. Adam felt bad for not coming up sooner to cuddle me and comfort me, but he didnt know I was so upset I dont think. It was not his fault! I didnt tell him I would start breaking down when I went upstairs.

I wish he didnt have to work tonight. I would have loved to have cuddled with him all night. I could use it, I could use just a night of staying awake in our jammies, veggin and talking all night. Those nights are the best! I cant wait to go to his cottage for 4 days at the end of the month! I think thats what we will do. Maybe it will be nice enough that we can sit outside at night and talk under the stars! Ohhhh that break will be nice!

I cant wait to have vacation time now! Not just vacation pay but real 2 weeks paid vacation time! Then I just thought of something, I could use those 2 weeks for when I go to Japan for a month! That would be great! Oh wow, this is perfect! Ahhhh the bonuses of being full time!

Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day! I am not working, which is definitely nice! I am volunteering at the Candian Tulip Festival! I have no idea what duties I am assigned to tomorrow, I chose tomorrow's shift to be a Rover. A rover just does whatever they need you to do. If they are short security I could be there, if they are short in set up or tear down I could be there. I am kinda nervous, I have never volunteered for something this big. The only things I have ever volunteered for was work and school stuff. So this is kinda scary for me!

However on the other hand I am more excited than I can ever explain! This is completely something I have wanted to do for years and years and years. Maybe not specifically Tulip Fest, but big Ottawa events. So this will hopefully be a good experience for me, and I will want to do more. I am gonna go into it with a very positive outlook and give it more than a fair chance. What can I say, I DO get into all the concerts for free for being a volunteer (which is great since I wanna go see Celtae) !!! YAY!

Then maybe tomorrow after I am done, Adam and I can meet up and do dinner and go for a romantic walk in the tulips. Oh sorry, my bad, AROUND the tulips, its highly frowned upon to walk THROUGH them!

Ugh, here is to hoping tomorrow is a bit better!

I stole this and thought it was a cool idea:

All of this is scary, very true and very scary!

Your Birthdate: September 4

Being born on the 4th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer. You may be more responsible and self-disciplined than you realize. Sincere and honest, you are a serious and hard working individual. Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times. The number 4 has something of an inhibiting effect on your ability to show and express affections, as feeling are very closely regulated and controlled. You are apt to be much more practical, rational, and conscious of details. There is a good deal of rigidity and stubbornness associated with the number 4.

In honor of my good friend Michel who is leaving to teach English in Japan for a year or more, I have found our Japanese Names:

                                                                             Sherry:

Your Japanese Name Is...

Ren Kobayashi

Your Japanese Name Is...

Keiji Oimikado

You Know You're From Ontario When...

"Vacation" means going to Barrie for the weekend. You know several people who have hit deer more than once. You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day. You use a down comforter in the summer. You think of the major food groups as deer meat, fish, and berries. There are 7 empty cars running in the parking lot at the Canadian Tire store at any given time. Your provincial capital calls in the army to help clean up after a snow storm. Your $400,000 Toronto home is actually a dump You, and you, alone decide who will win the federal election You're in the only province with hard-core American-style crime MuchMusic's Speaker's Corner - rant and rave on national TV for a dollar Baseball fans park on your front lawn and pee on the side of your house You know there's no such thing as an Ontario Seperatist Your grandparents sold booze to the States during Prohibition Lots of tourists come to Toronto because they mistakenly believe it's a cool city Have a new/better hint if someone is from this province? Send it in at the bottom of this page. You have enough French vocabulary to get by some of the day in Ottawa without them thinking that you're a completly incapable American. You find -40C a little chilly. You voted Liberal in the last election. You understand the Labatt's Blue commercials. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Ontario.

I stole this from another blog:

This post is to anyone & everyone including:

             random strangers,

             people on my friends list,

             people not on my friends list,

Ask me three questions.

No more, no less, they can be anything from the random to the serious, and I will answer every question with honesty.

Then post this in your journal allowing your friends, including me, to ask you three questions.

There is no way on God's green earth that I am gonna be able to sleep tonight!

I mind is in overdrive and I need it to stop!

AHHHHHH!

Tonight my father and I took part in our yearly ritual of picking fiddleheads. Anyone who is reading this right now and asking, "What are fiddleheads?", you have no idea what you are missing!

Check out this link for more information: http://www.umext.maine.edu/onlinepubs/htmpubs/4198.htm

Ever since I was a wee girl my dad has had me interested in all that nature has to offer. It was rare that we would not spend every weekend out in the bushes, jumping streams and photographing everything around us! Even now, at almost 27 years of age, there is nothing I enjoy more than heading out for a country drive with dad to trudge through the backwoods.

At site #1, they have put up a big steal fence gate at the entrance to the bridge to cross the stream, and a big sign saying "No trespassing". As dad and I are crawling through the rails and posts on the bridge he repeats the same words of wisdom he has given me since I was a kid ... "When I was a boy and went fishing with my priest, Father always said 'If it says no trespassing they are hiding something' ". I laugh every time he says it!

So off we go into the bush, and came out with a fairly hefty load of fiddleheads! They were nearly all up already though, so had we been another day or two, we would have been shit out of luck! Off to the next site, 3 towns away!

At site #2, we were greeted with nothing but mud! My dad had been out to this site on the weekend and got a huge feed, and warned me to wear crappy shoes. He almost lost his this weekend. Sure enough, my feet start sinking the second we step off the highway and through the bush!

Dad's new, never heard before, words of wisdom were "If your feet start sinking, run like hell". At one point I did just that. I had my knees kicking up to my chest and I was trying with all my might to keep my shoes. He later told me "Even if you lose a shoe, run like hell!"

My dad is too cute! And it must be true what they say ... dad's really do know everything!

Well Mitch left his first blog from Japan today, with what I am guessing are his first 10 pics of Tokyo. I miss him!

I saw him twice last week before he left. I spent the morning/afternoon with him on Monday and had to say goodbye to him then. I didnt cry, which impressed me. We hugged and didnt let go for a bit and I got a little teary eyed, but I did not cry like I thought I would.

Then I took him my old scanner on Tuesday and had to say goodbye to him AGAIN and again no tears! I am so impressed with myself!

Now that I know he is so far away it sucks! I miss him! I keep checking his blog to see if there are any new posts from him, but I know this week will be rough as he is in Tokyo for training all week and will have very little time to blog.

It just seems so weird that he is so far away all of a sudden. And looking at his pictures feels so strange. He is half a world away and yet I just saw him 4 days ago!

I am having a major missing Mitch night now! :(

I actually think, after being addicted to this damn internet since my first year of college back in ... oh who knows when ... I am actually finally completely and uterally bored with it!

I never would have thought!

Oh my goodness! I can hardly contain myself! Tonight is a 3 hour finale of The Bachelor.

Will Charlie pick Krisily (aka Grisily), former beauty pageant queen and simple girl who likes to have fun? Or will Charlie choose Sara B (aka Little Sarah), who is into mind games, testing him out and making him beg.

Oh the drama! I can barely wait!

I was fine all evening and then when I left work it felt, and tasted, like something had crawled into my mouth and died!

YUCK!

I have been neglecting mindsay more so than usual lately. I have been busy working, but I actually had 3 days off last week so I have no excuse. I have just become incredibly bored with the internet and have no urge to spend as much time on here as usual. If I do it's on wedding sites.

I will try to be a better blogger in the future!

I think I am psychic ... or maybe psycho!

Last night I had dreams about rollercoasters and Paramount Canada's Wonderland. In my dream, Adam and I were getting on a rollercoaster, and were the only 2 on it. After it was all done and got off the coaster, someone asked me how it was. I said it was great. I also proceeded to say how happy I was that Adam got on it with me because I didnt think he would. Then whoever I was talking to said something about it being sweet and I said "Yup, thats why I am marrying him!"

Then this morning while I was laying in Adam's bed (after my overnight shift at work, and while waiting for Adam to get home from work), I was thinking "Should I get a season's pass from Wonderland?" It is about $35 to get in each time, but a season's pass is something like $65 or $80, so even if I only went 2 or 3 times it would basically pay for itself.

Anyhow, when I got up to head to work this afternoon Adam grabbed a piece of paper and handed it to me. I read it and it was reservations for a hotel beside Wonderland with the overnight stay package with tickets to the park! VERY VERY WEIRD!!!

I am super excited! We have 4 days off together next week (I actually have 6 off altogether and may never wanna go back to work) and we are gonna head to Toronto, stay there one night, go to Wonderland the next day, drive to his cottage that night and stay at his cottage for 2 days. OH I AM SO EXCITED! It has been so long since we have had this much time off!

YAY!

I cant WAIT for the rollercoasters! Damn it all to heck, it better not rain (but just because I said that, it will)

What a very very VERY long weekend! And no I dont say that because it was a 3 day weekend for most, and it was actually a longer weekend than most. For me, I worked all 3 days, and it was a damn long weekend!

I am completely worn out, mentally and physically, and never want to leave my house again! However, looking back on it, all I really can do is laugh.

My weekend was full of screaming, kicking, spitting, vomitting, diarrhea, swearing, threats, screeches, and everything bad and annoying. Sadly none of these things came from me or Dree , they were all from our 3 clients!

Someone help me! I have to go back 6 more days before I get time off! Then I have 6 days off ! I cannot even remember the last time I had 6 days off! One of two things will happen ... 

I will either go stir crazy and wish I was at work and call to check up and see how my boys are doing and see how Crystal is doing without me there or...

I will enjoy my time off too much and never want to go back!

Hopefully Adam will keep me from thinking about work and he wont let me call to see how things are! That is his job while we are on our vacation! The next time we have vacation is probably not going to be until our honeymoon! Even Japan is taking a backseat right now! Ahhhhhhhhhh! A whole year until another vacation?! Someone shoot me!

I am just wanting to say ....

          "YAY FOR ME"

I have blogged twice, well 3 times now, in one sitting!

Good girl Sherry, you are back on the ball!

Did anyone happen to catch Amber and Boston Rob's wedding on TV tonight?

I have never been a fan of either one, and really could not care any less what they do, where they live, what they do with their lives etc ... but it was a WEDDING! And a gorgeous one at that!

It was on a beach in the Bahamas or Barbados or somewhere hot starting with a "B" and the guys were in khakis and white shirts, which I think is just amazingly stunning! They obviously had a wedding planner (because TV was paying for it all) and he did an amazing job! The decorations were beautiful!

The most amazing part to me was that they had Chris Botti play at their reception for their first dance. Chris Botti is an AMAZING trumpeter (my most favouritest thing in the world is trumpets) and I was soooooo jealous!

So speaking of weddings, I have been super stressing out about my own. Adam and I have been throwing around ideas of venues for the actual ceremony. Since we would both be struck by lightening (and maybe more) upon coming within 10 blocks of a church, we figure looking elsewhere is a better solution.

I have always wanted my wedding outdoors at a small conservation area about 10 minutes from my hometown. It is super cheap and super gorgeous (especially in the fall when we are holding our wedding) and I have been in a bind when it comes to this location.

They do not have an "alternate plan". They have a wee outdoor chapel which is oh so cute, but they also have a big tent you can rent. Both are the same price but if we dont book the tent and it rains, what do we do?!

Now more than ever I am wanting to go on faith that it will be nice weather that day! I have always wanted my wedding to be held here. It would be my dream wedding. And now that I have been seeing all these gorgeous weddings on TV it makes me want my dream wedding even more!

Ahhhhhhhhh ... Whats a girl to do?! Everyone keeps telling me to make sure I do what I want to do and make sure it is something we will not regret 10 years down the road.

But no alternate plan?! I dont like being so ... not prepared!

So tonight Adam and I were talking about ideas, and throwing suggestions at each other. He brought up the idea of getting a place pretty much ... NOW! I want nothing more than to do that but honestly, I am paying bills still, and we need to plan for this wedding now and make sure we can pay for it all because once you start reserving and paying, you cant back out of everything.

Neither one of us are really into the idea of a huge wedding. If it were up to us we would take our parents and siblings and head somewhere nice, get married on a beach and come back and have a huge party. However, my dad has made it clear to me over and over that he will not fly. How can I take off and get married when the one person I care about most in the world (besides Adam) will not be there. I cant! It would kill me! I would live to regret it until the day I die.

I can deal with that though! So we stay here! No biggie right?! Well I know for a fact both of our mothers will want to push for a huge wedding, complete with sit down dinner and the whole nine yards. Again, this is not us!

Tonight we threw around the idea of having a sunset wedding, in September still, around 5 or 6 in the evening, and then instead of a big dinner (which I really REALLY DONT want), just have everyone meet at a reception hall where we have a caterer do sandwiches, salads, hot o'deurves (spelling unsure here), meat trays, shrimp, lasagna, pasta dishes, etc. A small buffet but nothing over the top!

This also saves me the stress of having to figure out who to invite to dinner and who I dont. I uterally REFUSE to invite people (whether they be family or friends) that I have not seen since I was 8 or that I will not see again until another funeral and will not see again then after. I have no urge to have a huge sit down dinner what so ever.

I know for a fact my mother is going to jump out of her skin when we mention this idea, but honestly Adam and I keep telling ourselves, "this is OUR day, not our parent's day!" and we need to do what we want, what is special to us, and what we will not regret 10 years down the road.

Adam and I are not over the top kinda people. We both like to do things a little differently than most other people, but we are also very simple down to earth people.

I think a nice sunset ceremony (or just before sunset) and then a huge ass party is just our style.

What does everyone think?!

I stole this from Snowbawl ....

This is for Snowbawl  to 'blognap' tomorrow when she is bored and lonely :) I stole it from someone else ...

Yet another stolen quiz for Snowbawl  to kidnap in her alone time... enjoy

If I were a stone, I would be: a big honking diamond

If I were a tree, I would be a: a lilac bush

If I were a bird, I would be: a parrot

If I were a machine, I would be a: a smoothie maker

If I were a tool, I would be a: a hammer

If I were a flower/plant, I would be a: gerbera daisy

If I were a kind of weather, I would be: light snow

If I were a mythical creature, I would be a: heffalump

If I were a musical instrument, I would be a: trumpet

If I were a color, I would be: orange

If I were an emotion, I would be: a huge laugh that cant get out

If I were a vegetable, I would be a: asperagus

If I were a sound, I would be: big band swing music

If I were an element, I would be: nitrogen

If I were a car, I would be: a snot green smart car

If I were a song, I would be: Stupid Cupid

If I were a movie, I would be: Mr. Hollands Opus

If I were a food, I would be: Buffalo Chicken fingers

If I were a place, I would be: New York New York

If I were a material, I would be: a ribby

If I were a taste, I would be: sour

If I were a scent, I would be: Lily of the Valley

If I were a word, I would be: silly

If I were an object, I would be a: sun

If I were a body part I would be: hands

If I were a facial expression I would be: shock

If I were a subject in school I would be: music or art

If I were a cartoon character I would be: Winnie the Pooh's Eeyore

If I were a shape I would be a: circle

If I were a number I would be: 12

If I were a month I would be: September

If I were a day of the week I'd be: Thursday

If I were a time of day I'd be: sunset

If I were a planet I would be: Venus

If I were a direction I would be: West

If I were a piece of furniture I'd be a: a comfy couch

If I were a sin I would be: bitchyness (I made it into a sin)

If I were a historical figure I would be: ??

If I were a liquid I would be: Pamplemousse Juice

Tonight one of my clients (A.G. for Snowbawl 's reference) asked me "Where were you today" (you can imagine his voice I am sure).

I told him I couldnt come to the movies with him, his housemates and Crystal because I was babysitting Adam's nephew. He knows Adam and knows the pictures of Caleb that I showed him the other night. A.G. is one smart boy!

He said "Cute baby! I saw pictures". I was impressed that he remembered and I said "Thats right, you remember the baby with the drooly face? He is always drooly!" and A.G. being the sharp little witty one that he is said "JUST LIKE ME" in a high pitched squeal!

It was the funniest thing I have heard him say in ages!

(Thought you would like this Kelli)

I was watching "American's UGLIEST Bedrooms" on TLC tonight and the host is Doug Wilson formerly of Trading Spaces.

His mission is to hunt down America's ugliest bedrooms and destroy the ugly. I have to admit all 3 that he did on the 2 hour show were absolutely HIDEOUS! Poor people! He made them all so gorgeous!

Anyhow the reason I write this is one of his quotes from tonight....

In the first house the master bedroom had a master bath right off of it. The only problem was a 5'x5' or so, glass tile wall between the rooms. On one side, the bed ... directly on the other side, the toilet.

Doug, being the funny cute man he is, said "Going to the bathroom is NOT a spectator sport"

I wish so many other people would take what he says and run with it!

In light of Snowbawl 's recent blog about the 1990's, check out this site:

http://yesterdayland.web-daemon.com/1900s.php?

It has every decade to the present, and everything from fashion trends to toys to television shows.

Another fun place to check out stuff from your past is ebay. I am always looking at old toys on there.

Stole this from BeccaJane ... the big quiz fanatic that she is ... thanks darlin!

Your Dominant Thinking Style:

Exploring You thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name. You are a challenger. You tend to challenge common assumptions and beliefs. An expert inventor and problem solver, you approach everything from new angles. You show people how to question their models of the world.

Your Secondary Thinking Style:

Visioning You are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights. You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details. An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path. You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum.

Again I have a few new landscape pics up on my site

Check em out

I am back! I am refreshed! I am relaxed! I am still in vacation mode!

So Adam and I left Monday late afternoon and headed out to Toronto. First we made a pit stop, out of our way, at Globo to find him a pair of sandals ... and these sandals are the KING of all sandals. Now I am a shoe person! I have no problem paying a somewhat high price for a pair of shoes ... but $90 for a pair of SANDALS is a little extreme to me! He is insane! And ironically, he has 4 beautiful open blisters from his nice fancy Columbia sandals too! HA! Talk about bad Karma!

So we got to Toronto just after supper time and we checked into the hotel. Very nice room I might add. We headed out for supper to a non-existant Kelsey's across from the hotel (it was closed down which we didnt know) and then headed back to the hotel for food in the restaurant there. I had the most amazing beef barley soup and greek salad I have had in years! Mmmmmmm!

We went to bed before midnight and got up early the next morning for a yummy big buffet breakfast in the hotel restaurant before we checked out and headed to Wonderland.

Wonderland was awesome! What an amazing day! The sun was shining and it was hot but not excessively hot! It was great! We did not have to wait in ANY lineups for rides either which rocked. We had all of the rides done in a little over 2 hours! That must be a record!

I kept asking Adam if he was having fun and what he thought of rollercoasters. His comment was "They are not really my thing but I am having fun", what the hell does that mean?! Do you like them or do you not?! How can you have fun if they are not your thing?! Oh well, his problem! He didnt say he hated them so he got dragged on ride after ride after ride! He screamed like a little girl :)

After lunch we walked around and played some games and looked in the shops and were able to head out before 4 which was nice, since we had a 4 hour drive to the cottage.

It was a nice drive. The route that Adam got off google had us on backroads, which was very scenic and quite nice! We got to the cottage, had supper and were in bed quite early.

We spent Wednesday 4-wheelin (YEEE HAAAA, I loooooooove 4 wheelin), hanging out, napping, playing cards, and just relaxing. It was so nice. We relaxed a little bit again today before we left, packed up and headed out around 2 so Adam could be back for an in-service at work tonight.

Beautiful weather, and good company made for an amazing 4 day vacation! Just wish we didnt have to come back at all!

~What does your name mean~

Stolen from beccajane  and Snowbawl 

What does your name mean???

add all the letters of your name....

A - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.
B - You are always cautious when it comes to meeting new people.
C - You definately have a partier side in you, don't be shy to show it.
D - You have trouble trusting people.
E - You are a very exciting person.
F - Everyone loves you.
G -You have excellant ways of viewing people.
H - You are not jugdmental.
I - You have a bad temper sometimes.
J - J=jealously
K - You like to try new things.
L - Love is a hard word for you to comprehend.
M - Success comes easily to you.
N - You like to work, but you always want a break.
O - You are very open-minded.
P - You have a lack of understanding people, you only focus on you.
Q - You are a hypocrite.
R - You are a social butterfly.
S - You are very close-minded.
T - You have an attitude, a big one.
U - You feel like you ahve to equal up to people's standards.
V - You are very verbal..
W - You like your privacy.
X - You never let people tell you what to do.
Y - You cause a lot of trouble.
Z - You're always fighting with someone

I just read a great blog by laughwithme that everyone should check out! It made me think of something I head today on the radio.

First let me get everyone up to date. I live in Ottawa. In Ottawa there is a radio station Hot 89.9 FM.

Lynn and Alex from the Amazing Race were unable to get married back in California. So hot 89.9 brought them to Ottawa, where gay marriages are legal. The radio station planned the wedding, did everything for them, threw them parties, sent them on a Honeymoon, etc. It was broadcast live on the radio station, and on television. This was a record as there has never been a life broadcast of a gay wedding!

Of course after doing this Hot 89.9 has the rights to use their names and all of the promos regarding this wedding.

Well today listening to the radio Alex and Lynn thanked Ottawa, and said something to the effect of   "Thank you for sharing in our love, not just tolerating it". I thought, how nicely put boys!

Too bad other dink ass countries, states, etc cannot get it through their head that a wedding is about the love 2 people have for one another.

Ignorance is what controls this world and it is far from finding the clearing!

As much as I enjoyed my vacation, and the fact that I still do not work until Sunday, I am NOT enjoying the huge red itchy welts all over my body!

Bugs love me! Bugs also love the fact that I have long hair and they can get stuck underneath.

The back of my head along my hairline is just LOADED with massive bites. On Tuesday night I found one on my neck that looks like a vampire got me. It kept getting bigger and bigger, and more red, and then purple and then BLOOD came out. It sure scared me! It is still there but no longer near as bad as it was. My legs, my arms, my belly, my back, my boobs ... all covered in itchy red bug bites!

Damn things!

Today Kelly Clarkson tickets went on sale for the Corel Centre in ottawa. She was just here a month or two ago but for some reason that I don't know, she is coming back again in August!

I could not be more excited!

A lot of people really dont like her or want to listen to her music but I have been a huge fan since the first day I heard her on American Idol. She is gorgeous, down to earth and incredibly talented!

Adam is excited to go too, but I think he just likes her cause she is HOT! He doesnt know I got tickets yet, but he knows I was gonna try!

Yay!

Today has definitely been a feel good kinda day!

I had a garage sale for our Relay for Life team for the Canadian Cancer Society and we raised $113.25 which is not bad considering it was all planned and organized in 2 weeks, half the stuff we got donated was CRAP and no one came! All in all, pretty good! Perhaps next year we will have more time to plan it out!

Then when I got home I drove by a spa in town. There is a brand new spa (a few months old) that seems really awesome. When they opened up their business they put an article in the local paper talking about their services, etc. One thing they do, that I found very interesting, was they have a service called "Fairy Godmother" or something to that effect.

They take in used prom, and graduation, dresses. They then "lend" or "rent" them out to the less fortunate girls in our area for proms and grads. Our town is not a poor town but there are a LOT of young girls who are from very less fortunate families. Small towns tend to be that way!

I think it is a great idea! Why should a girl not be able to go to prom or grad just because their families cannot afford a fancy dress like her classmates! Girls are cruel, especially girls at that age!

I was always lucky. My mom bought me gorgeous dresses! I even got a bridesmaids dress for my grade 8 grad (a really tacky idea now that it is 2005). However, that is neither here nor there.

I had 3 proms, from which I still had dresses, plus a few bridesmaid dresses and some other nice silky numbers, all very pretty. So I packed up 5 of my own and one that Dree gave to me to hand in (Thanks Dree), and off I went.

The staff at the spa were so appreciative and so happy to have the dresses come in. I didnt make a big fuss about it. Honestly, I am far from a size 11 now, I will never fit into half those dresses (some I would by the end of the summer), but regardless, I am 27 now, not 18. Know what I mean? I am completely in a different trend now!

Anyhow, like I said, it is little acts like that, that completely make my day and make everything feel worth while.

However, I cant seem to forget a FRIENDS episode in which they argued for the whole half hour :

"Is there any such thing as a selfless act?"

I dont believe there is! Even giving those dresses away was selfish in a way. I gave them away as a good deed but in return I felt great about doing it and my mood and whole aura for the day was changed from that one act...

Something to think about! OR NOT!

Could it be that after one year of craving buffalo chicken on a constant basis, and ordering it almost every time we go out, that I am actually sick of it?!

After having it tonight, I feel like I never want to see it ever again!

What is the world coming to?! I may finally be insane! I never thought I would see this day!

Oh Kelli! You have no idea how much I wish you were still here, or atleast heading back this way over Canada Day weekend.

Check out www.urbanchallenge.com and click on the Ottawa link.

It is the Amazing Race ... Ottawa style. Teams of two run all over Ottawa by foot or public transit only, and solve clues to take you to 12 different checkpoints.

The second I heard it on the radio, I thought of you! It is not the fugitive but it is just as fun!

How I miss you!

I love Julia Stiles! I think she the the prettiest thing since red roses!

I bought a movie tonight at Wallyworld with her in it, "The Prince and Me", very cute movie! Not bad for a $6.88 special!

Yay! Movie time!

So not only is the front of my car littered with bug guts, but now we can add blood to it too, keeping in mind the blood is NOT from the splattering of tiny wee insects!

Yesterday on my way to work there was a wee ... incident ... shall we say?!

Driving on Highway 416, where the speed limit is 100 but everyone goes faster, a few birds were chasing each other. One flew a little too close to my car and luckily missed. The second one who was chasing the first must have thought he was safe too, but I am sad to say he was not!

The bird came at me car from the right side, I screamed and ducked, he hit my passenger side light and bumper. I heard a rather loud thump!

I immediately looked in my mirrors to see if I could see anything flapping or rolling on the highway behind me but there was nothing. So the rest of the way to work I was under the assumption that he was still stuck to the front of my car.

I was watching TLC's Perfect Proposal this morning (and crying as per usual). During the commercial break there were advertisements for some of their new shows such as "Homecoming" and "True Stories of Life in the ER" (or something to that effect).

The commercial for the ER show, was a lady being rushed to emergency on a stretcher. Then it pans to a shot of her and the doctor. She says to the doctor "I really dont want to be here but I am having excruciating pain in the side of my stomach. I think it has to do with the alien growing inside me"

The look of shock on the doctor's face was uterally hilarious!

Where do they FIND these people?!

Got this in an email from a girlfriend of mine, thought it was cute. And being with the theme of me and Snowbawl getting married (not to each other sadly LOL) I figured I would throw it on here for everyone to enjoy!

How do you decide who to marry?