I wanna be there when HE wakes up...he probably thought he was bred with a porcupine... 

Happy Birthday, little one

Its my nephew's birthday today, his first one. And he is thousands of kilometres away from me! He is also my sister's last little one (so she says) so likely my last born nephew as my brother and his new partner I reckon are not planning on it (4 kids between them). Its times like this that I really miss my sister and her family. I've never been with any of them on their birthdays. I did send him a parcel, of course, being the good auntie that I am.

on that note, I sent in my resume for that job in Prince George. I don't know how fast an interview will happen, but I am in no rush, and may not even move anyhow. I am just looking...however I would like to be living near my sister and her family...but that means I would be just as far away from my own child then...decisions, decisions...the same old dilemma I have been wrestling with for a few years now. And then I usually end up doing just about NOTHING.

tonights sunset, a little late 

Personal Space, part 2

mentioned the arabic lady the other day in my personal space...I have yet another issue with personal space...the kitten apparently does not get it. This is a kitten that when I am sleeping with my mouth slightly open, he drives his nose RIGHT IN THERE. Or if my mouth is closed, he drives his nose RIGHT UP MY NOSE. Ok, I know kittens love to snuggle, to receive and give affection, but this is the first animal I have ever had that is this invasive!!! And just what is the kitten getting out of it? I mean, the resident feline loves to rub her head against my chin, which fine, and not wet, like a kitten nose.

Circle Flies

you know the ones...deer flies, horse flies, dung flies...all the same thing. They circle your head AGAIN AND AGAIN until you want to go insane. And then they land and BITE a chunk out of you. I have fly dope on, which has been quite successful for the black flies and mosquitoes, but those darn circle flies!!! One bit me on the ass today, through my skirt and underthings.

circle flies aside, it was a glorious weekend. We went camping at a municipal campground, which was not really camping, but it was a nice site where we were, and we hung out with some friends who had brought an air conditioned camper. We sat out 90% of the time, but a trip in to use the bathroom, get a drink or just chill in the camper was nice. It was STEAMING hot at the campsite, totally land locked and no air flow. We ate, we drank, we told stories, it was groovy.

Then I came home to an oven...house wasn't too bad until the sun came around to the front of the house. I didn't stay in much anyhow...I have a little creek right next to my house, and so I lugged a chair and small table out there, plus goodies and a book and sat right in that creek. It has tall maples, birch and others shading it, and the water is shallow. Just enough to cool off...it was wonderful, and I spent the better part of the afternoon out there. I fell asleep a number of times, more like a dozing, and once nearly fell off my chair and into the creek drunk again so got up and came into the house for a nap. Should have just hauled my hammock out there too instead and napped there!

I slept under the stars last night for most of the night until a few showers came, but once they were gone, off went the tarp again. Can't believe I have to go back to work again tomorrow...sigh...

my firepit is on the EDGE, man! 

my clothesline now runs across the void... 

Summertime!

We have had a glorious week of sunshine and it actually held out through my day off and the weekend! (so far) Off camping again today for the night, only not quite wilderness. This campground is right in the middle of a small town! Not generally my idea of camping, however it is great to get away with the girls and we plan to have a lot of drinks laughs today!

Did I mention that my neighbor has trouble with their waterline? We share the same well (its a gravity fed spring well, so tons of water) and they don't know where the break is so dug a new line...it looks as though a giant groundhog had his way with our yards...boo hoo! Will post pic following post. The croquet field is toast, as is the clothesline, and the firepit, until the earth is pushed back down where it belongs...

Painted some lovely rocks yesterday...no masterpieces, but brought more color to my garden. I hope to pick up some more this weekend...really enjoyed sitting out yesterday in the sun, painting away. T'was quite relaxing...perhaps there's an artist in me yet...

Applied for a job in Prince George last night. AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH! I'll do the interview and see what happens. I can't really afford to move right now, but if they pay expenses up front to move, I will consider it. I wouldn't want to go until the fall anyhow, as I have my summer mapped out. It was the first job I was quite interested in for some time, however the pay is not all that. Somewhat more than I make now, but by going a few hundred more miles north, I could make $10,000 more per year AND get the Northern Resident's Allowance. So we'll see...

here is the new sofa! also in the pic is the new coffee table. The sofa is small, like a loveseat but OH so comfortable... 

Personal Space

I forgot to mention how the sales lady was in my personal space last night whilst I was considering my purchase. And I mean IN MY PERSONAL SPACE. She is Arabic/Muslim which I know is a bit of a cultural thing, they like to be CLOSE and PERSONAL. You may be wondering what defines MY personal space, as people do differ. Well, let me describe to you this lady...she was a very good salesperson, knew what to say to help me in the right direction towards purchase, but at one point, besides being so close to me when she talked, she stopped and picked the blood off a mosquito bite on the side of my face "what's this, a pimple, hmmm, no, its a fly bite, of course, its a fly bite. I see that now" (I had been looking at a friend's land in the country just before going to the furniture store so got bitten). I felt she had crossed the line INTO my personal space with that one...and just to note, I had never met this lady before.

Brown Eyed Sofa

Well, the sofa is brown, but it doesn't have any eyes. But I did buy a brown sofa tonight!!! I haven't bought a new sofa in years...actually, have only ever bought two and they were both with the hubby. This is my first ever sofa bought for ME! Its made of milk chocolate brown microfiber and I just LOVE IT! It has two THICK cushions, so they won't flip up on you, and its very deep back so anyone's fat ass can sit on it, including mine. It has rolled arms and THICK pillows for the ends and the same for the back. Its quite different, and is a little sculpted in at the middle front. Ok, will post pic tomorrow when I go pick it up...gotta secure a ride first...

oh, the power of spending on the lonely soul...

Belizian Paramedics

I was rooting through my t-shirt drawer for something to wear to bed tonight and came across one I bought last year in Belize, and had near forgotten about it...on the front it reads Belizian Paramedics - When you go down, we be around...and on the back it reads:

You could get lost cave tubing and die.

You could be run over by a speeding golf cart and die.

You could drink too many Belizian Beer and die.

You could fall out of your hammock and die.

No Worries Mon, Be Adventurous

Experience Belize

now, we passed on the cave tubing, but nearly went...damn! We did nearly get run down by a golf cart on Caye Caulker, I drank the Belizian Beer (bottles are too small!!!) and I LOVED the hammocks there...so much so I bought one when I got home and use it for camping and visiting my daughter. No Worries Mon.

Now I said SHHHHH! 

Student Loan Hell

yup, I've been there. And likely some of you have too. Sometimes I think I would rather deal with Revenue Canada than those bastards at Student Loan Hell. I could detail to you the various and assorted ways they have fucked with my head and my life, but I'm sure you all have your own story. I only mention it because they called me again tonight, asking if I was now in a position to repay all of the loan...oh, you mean the $18,000...oh sure, let me get my piggy bank. I've been saving quarters in a pringles can, so have more than enough for you. And they get so indignant when you point out the insanity to them. Like tonight when I mentioned to missy that called that I was somewhat suspicious as to why she was calling tonight when I JUST spoke to someone not two weeks ago about that particular loan, and THEY told me they were now going to be handling my file, and it wasn't you (it was a young man). Oh, well I see that you haven't completed your financial statement yet, so we should do that. Um, what financial statement? No one asked me to in the 18 months I have been dealing with you people. Anyhow, we did part on good terms, and she has agreed to leave me the hell alone for 3 months...but then that other guy told me that too...and this gal did mention that there is a high staff turnover...gee, I wonder why???

If I could mention the worst experience with them, it would be when they kept losing my interest relief application. So they advised me to hand deliver it to a local bank branch (SCOTIABANK) and I HAND DELIVERED a copy to 5 local branches. Guess how many showed up. One. So I figure I got a one in 5 chance to reach someone competent, at that agency anyhow. And that is speaking highly of them. (and one more) Then there was the time when I received the letter from them denying me interest relief, and calling me 1 hour after the mail came that day to demand $20,000, right there and then. Yeah, she heard a few choice words that day...now I know why there is high staff turnover...

I Hate Mondays

It means there is a whole week of work ahead of me. I am grateful I have a job, of course, but when are we gonna see that whole shorter work week, huh? When's that coming? Who can I write to? Heh heh. I do have a short week this week however, as I am on-call this week since last Thursday, I will get Friday off. It hasn't been super busy, just 4 calls so far.

Still not sunny today...for frig's sake, will we ever see the sun again? I recall when it was the norm to get up on a sunny morning. It is so cold some mornings, it feels like winter. whine, whine, whine...

redipped my hair yesterday, so that should be good for some conversation today. Pimpin Purple for the first 3 inches and then Blue Mayhem through to the ends. It had faded so much it looked more like a gray green, ick. Check out the dyes I used at The Garment District. I've found though, that its not staying in as long, so I might be shopping around for a more permanent dye....comments anyone?

crap night's sleep, maybe that's why I am cranky this morning. I am hoping its just a phase...don't want to go back to those awful nights with little or no sleep again.

positive ending...only a couple of more weeks before my first music festival in PEI!

and because this one is just too adorable...had to share....that's the kind of dog I want to get next...soooo cute! 

Never Piss Off A Woman

A wife came home just in time to find her husband in bed with another woman. With super-human strength borne of fury, she dragged him down the stairs, out the back door, and into the tool shed in the back yard and put his penis in a vice. She then secured it tightly and removed the handle. Next she picked up a hacksaw. The husband was terrified, and screamed,

"Stop! Stop! You're not going to cut it off, are you?"The wife, with a gleam of revenge in her eye, put the saw in her husband's hand and said...

"Nope. I'm going to set the shed on fire. You do whatever you have to".

which part is the dog??? 

Slothful Saturday Spittle

Well, not so much spittle...just a pool on the floor from something the cat tried to hack up. In other news...its raining here again today. Not really news. New would be if I got up and it was actually sunny from daylight to dark.

Got some friends coming over for supper and sharing of digital pics. My friend K. just got back from Scotland and Ireland, so can't wait to see those pics. My friend R. and I both have some to swap from our excursion last weekend. On the menu tonight is celebration chicken and potato cakes and candied corn. I had been craving the potato cakes for some time now and they are not something I make just for myself as they are too much work, and take too long. They are like little potato pancakes, and involve using pork fat that has been fried out. Those Newfies, they sure now how to clog the arteries.

I "went into town" this morning for some work related stuff as well as shopping. Never fails, I always see clients in the grocery store. At least these ones don't particularly hate me, so that was pleasant. And they had their newborn with them, which I just love looking at! I saw two other newborn ones this morning on a work-related call, so I have had my fix...

now for some peace and relaxation before beginning supper stuff...bought all the local newspapers and shall attempt to read them without the kitten ripping them to shreds in the process...

TGIF

Fridays...there's nothing like it. Unless you work on Saturday. I'm on call for the week until next Thursday, but hoping its not as busy as last weekend was for a co-worker. I have been so busy lately, I am looking forward to some relaxation again, and some time out in my back yard if the weather permits. Weather has been quite an issue here it seems...you can dress for the rain and the sun comes out hot enough to scald the rocks...or you can dress for the sun that might be out and it clouds over and pisses rain, and a gale of wind comes up...can't seem to figure it out. The flower growth in the past couple of weeks has been just outrageous...plants in my garden that were just coming up are now in bloom. Except for my damn sunflowers. The first time I ever planted them and I think they're conspiring against me. They've been in the ground for a good month with NOTHING up. Feckers.

The kitten seems to have settled somewhat. I think it was a case of separation anxiety. I had been away all weekend and he rebelled against me to let me know it was NOT cool to leave him behind. Tough break kitty, but you don't get to go camping anyway. Today is the day I hunt down some soft paws nail covers in town at one of the vets and later WRESTLE them on to both cats. It should be interesting to see just how much skin they leave on my body.

Just what the hell are YOU lookin' at? 

Poor thing...so much to eat, so little time... 

Teeth Are Like Needles

This new vampire kitten I have is driving me insane. He sure brings out the evil in me, which is sad. The evil hasn't come out in a very long time. Imagine finally getting to sleep after an hour or more of trying to settle the kitten down when he is still going and chomps onto the back of your calf, thigh, face, neck, WHATEVER. His teeth are like needles so it f-ing HURTS! And this is happening every night. Then he gets up in the morning at dawn, about 5am or earlier and begins again. He also likes to find me wherever I sit and gnaw on my limbs there as well.

Then there is the fun we have at the computer desk. Normally I don't mind a cat lurking, but he doesn't know how to lurk. He only knows how to terrorize. He will climb up my legs, whether or not I am wearing pants is of no consequence to him...I have the scratchmarks on my legs to prove it. His favorite spot to be, and my absolutely most irritated spot for him to be, is in the back of my keyboard drawer, playing with the cord on my mouse, so he hauls it off the end of the drawer, or lays on the mouse, clickin randomly so it fucks up whatever I'm doing. Or he is over climbing over the phone, and mine is one that is live when you hit the keys, so he can interrupt my internet at random as well. I usually snack or eat supper at the desk while I read the news, blogs, whatever. Well, he certainly makes a pest out of himself then. He tries to get IN my glass, bowl, plate, bag, box, WHATEVER. He'll climb right up on my shoulder, or face if he can, and try to take it out of my mouth. I can usually get rid of him easy enough, but at timeshe is very persistent and he earns himself some yelling time.

and then there is the times when he just won't stay out from under my feet, no matter how many times I step on him. I nearly broke his leg the other day when I stepped on him, but it has taught him NOTHING. I walk kind of on the ball of my feet, as I don't like pounding through the house by the heel, and he takes advantage of that by placing his body under my heel...

I know I got this kitten for company for both me and the resident feline, and that kittens will play, but it is his constant attacking me that really makes my blood boil. Real or not, I feel like I am the target of all his aggression and he is not willing to give it up anytime soon. There are times when he is as cute as a button and very affectionate, but then there are times when I would rather punt him out the door. Not that I would. But I think about it all the time. sigh...

I have heard of Soft Paws, which is a rubber tip you glue onto the claws of a cat or dog, but are there any such rubber tips for their teeth? I will be stoppy by the local vet for a package of soft paws today and that will slow the little mite down a notch or two. At least he won't be using me for his favorite climbing post, bare legs and all...

Calling All Seasonal Shoppers...

that's me. I have enough regular shopping to keep me busy, but the one I have come to look forward to the most is seasonal shopping - particularly Summer in Nova Scotia! The artisans all open their shops for the tourist season, and many of these shops are only open in Summer, making it tough at times to get to the more remote ones. The art in all of them is spectacular, and we made it to a few of the local ones today. Sew Inclined is a unique clothing store...the owner designs clothing and particularly hats often made from tapestry and brocade. My friend M. bought a bedspread there and I bought a "monkey's fist" for the kitten to play with. They are pretty cool to look at, and a great conversation piece. We stopped at Leatherworks so I could look at some bags...still looking for a good work bag to put files, notepad and planner in to lug around from house to house. I found one alright, but at $215. It is still there. So I bought a bowl instead. They make them by forming wet leather into a groovy bowl shape and letting it dry, which leaves the leather in a permanent position. After Leatherworks, we were off to Baddeck where we visited Kidston Landing - bought a pottery butter dish covered with ladybugs...too cute....and much needed. I am going to email the potter to see if she has other table items in that design and color. There were many other pieces in a little different pattern by the same potter.

So we finally hauled our treasures and our tired, dirty, and sunburnt bodies home. Oh, there was also a stop to a local pottist (didn't buy anything there) and a lovely bakery (got me some bread there, still warm from the oven!!! And we indulged on cinnamon buns. There were likely other stops, but I had a wonderful time. And talk about timing...just as we left Baddeck for home, the rain began. Good thing we had packed up early 'cause it sure sucks to pack up in the rain! Its still pissing rain, but I don't care because I had a wicked weekend!

Hammock camping and the tale of shitty arse

I love it! I camped once last year in my regular hammock and thought I would have my super-cool Clark Jungle Hammock Tent this year, but wasn't able to get it yet, so used my regular one again this year and it was GREAT! Was "down north" if that makes any sense (it does to folks around here) on work Friday night with a co-worker and we were joined later after the work was done by a couple of friends and stayed overnight at a local chalet there. It was too far to drive home again that night over the "mountains", so we stayed over on the company nickel...gotta like that.

Night #1 was amazing...hot day, very warm night and once everyone was settled at the chalet, the sky opened up and we got a spectacular light show accompanied by thunder...we were chillin' on the covered verandah/deck/bridge whatever by the time it showed up and so sat out and enjoyed the night, turning in well after 3am! Highlights of the evening include spraypainting our names on the flat rocks on Cape Smokey on the way over the mountain...a local tradition and long-standing one of mine! During such time my friend M. slid on her ass and only managed to spell the first two letters of her name (it was her second chance at her name)...caught on digital camera by another person in the car with us;

and an interesting conversation with "shitty arse". Funniest encounter with him yet. He works in a tiny convenience store in the area we camped at and I had described him to my co-worker as somewhat strange. Her response was that surely he couldn't have been stranger than herself (she isn't really strange, just original!) but when she met "shitty arse" she was forced to agree with me...So the story of shitty arse...well, my friend M. had asked for a pack of smokes, and he commented that the last time he tried tobacco was years ago when in high school, and it was chewing tobacco...he had nowhere to spit it out so swallowed it...and it had been unknowingly laced with exlax (how one does that, I know not) so he shit himself. His words actually. He said that it didn't matter how much time had gone by either, he wasn't able to shake the nickname, shitty arse. Apparently he went to his 30 year high school reunion recently and instead of being remembered for "the original AIDS vaccine (yeah, sure buddy) he was still rememered as shitty arse. Both M. and I laughing at that point, trying to laugh WITH and not AT shitty arse himself. Then we asked him if he knew of a local bootlegger as we had finished up with work too late to get to the liquor store (its a small town, closed at 9pm!!!) when he thought he should tell us all the last time he took a drink was in 1978 and it was some weird drink M. knew of (she's from the island, I'm not) and he didn't enjoy that either as it also burned out everything but his asshole. Ok, we're pretty sure we have to leave now as I am about to LOSE it laughing at this guy. We didn't know him from a hole in the ground and vice versa. I do recall going in there last winter once, and finding him strange, but this was out there! Anyhow, we had a few laughs after we left, so that was groovy. Poor old shitty arse...

so night #2 we were at a local campground there and I was set up in no time...hammock - check, pillow - check, sleeping bag - check, mosquito net - check. All set up. The others weren't far behind with their tents, as they got it DOWN. We set up and then took off to do some shopping and then head to the beach. R. and I swam but the other cowards folks chose to stay and shiver on the beach rock. Including two people we met at the chalets Friday night who couldn't believe we were going to actually swim, so drove to the same beach and found us there, and watched. They showed up earlier at our campground too...I was beginning to feel stalked, heh heh. The swim was a little chilly, but then I was numb before long and it didn't really matter. Back to the camp for beers, snacks, etc and set up for a rousing game of croquet. Which I lost this time...finally defeated after 4 games...heh heh... A delectable supper and then hours and hours of campfire until the last straggler headed off to count sheep...me! Tried the mosquito net, but wasn't set up right and the twine I used was too weak, so gave that up and slept a very peaceful night...was awake for hours after going to bed, just watching the fire and stars from where I slept. No bugs and very little wind....it was a gorgeous night!!! Cinnamon buns and coffees at the beach then M. and I shopped our way home. More about the purchases in another post....this is long enough!

Now What in the Hell

am I supposed to do? My computer chair bit the biscuit tonight...I've had it for about 5 years...well used for sure, the internet whore that I am...so I am perched on a kitchen chair...wooden and HARD. I am quite uncomfortable...whine...so now I have to go shop for a new chair this weekend. Ok, just hauled in my rocking chair over instead...nice hardwood one. It will do for now until I find what I want...when you spend as much time in front of this screen as it is...pathetic I know. Although I've been good this week...out every night in the fresh air...drinking it in, its been lovely. Croquet and campfire tonight...bonus! The mosquitoes were nasty for a bit, but then finally gave it up. pests! I'm off to the highlands tomorrow...possibly camping over the weekend, hoping for a polar dip, heh heh...

Nuns at the Ball Game

got this from my ma today...I actually laughed out loud...

SITTING BEHIND A COUPLE OF NUNS AT A BASEBALL GAME (WHOSE HABITS PARTIALLY BLOCKED THE VIEW), THREE MEN DECIDED TO BADGER THE NUNS IN AN EFFORT TO GET THEM TO MOVE. IN A VERY LOUD VOICE, THE FIRST GUY SAID,"I THINK I'M GOING TO MOVE TO UTAH,THERE ARE ONLY 100 NUNS LIVING THERE."THE SECOND GUY SPOKE UP AND SAID,"I WANT TO GO TO MONTANA,THERE ARE ONLY 5O NUNS LIVING THERE."THE THIRD GUY SAID, "I WANT TO GO TO IDAHO,THERE ARE ONLY 25 NUNS LIVING THERE."ONE OF THE NUNS TURNED AROUND, LOOKED AT THE MEN, AND IN A VERY SWEET,CALM, VOICE SAID, "WHY DON'T YOU GO TO HELL ............THERE AREN'T ANY NUNS THERE."

Gotta love the south... 

No F-ing Wonder

criminals try to sneak into the US....the border guards let them...exerpt from a story on MSNBC's site "BOSTON - On April 25, Gregory Despres arrived at the U.S.-Canadian border crossing at Calais, Maine, carrying a homemade sword, a hatchet, a knife, brass knuckles and a chain saw stained with what appeared to be blood. U.S. customs agents confiscated the weapons and fingerprinted Despres. Then they let him into the United States." Can you believe this shit? Apparently “Being bizarre is not a reason to keep somebody out of this country or lock them up. ... We are governed by laws and regulations, and he did not violate any regulations.”

He was shortly after arrested for murder for a gruesome site he left behind in Canada. Come to Canada where your behaviour doesn't raise eyebrows...criminals welcome.

40 Questions

I know, another meme...but I haven't had one in a while. Thanks to the hoser for this one...

1. My uncle once: built a plane in his basement...he started it sometime in the 70's and now he is retired and moved from Mississauga and the plane is still under construction in his shed.

2. Never in my life: killed someone

3. When I was five: dressed as Laura Ingalls for Halloween in a beautiful homemade outfit

4. High School was: a cloud of smoke, a bit of a blur, and 4 different high schools.

5. I will never forget: the first time I held my daughter

6. I once met: Joshua Morrow (from Y & R) yes, he is just as good looking in person...and smells really nice!

7. There's this girl I know: who searches for potholes and hits nearly every one when I am in the car with her

8. Once, at a bar: I won a prize for a halloween costume...went as Hitler's gal...awesome outfit

9. By noon I'm usually: itching to get outside my office and on the road

10. Last night: I slept in my hammock on the balcony of my daughter's apartment in Halifax

11. If I only had: a mate...it sure is lonely once the kid moved out

12. Next time I go to church: never.

13. Terry Schiavo: was none of my business. I'd be pretty pissed if my death was so sensationalized.

14. What worries me most: what my daughter gets into now that she lives on her own...and what others might do to her

15. When I turn my head left, I see: my two cats acting like baboons, tearing around the living room

16. When I turn my head right: a woven piece that I bought in Guatemala last year...its gorgeous!

17. You know I'm lying when: I don't usually lie. I have a hard enough time tracking the truth, let alone a lie

18. What I miss most about the eighties: my body...I was a size 5, honestly.

19. If I was a character written by Shakespeare, I'd be: The Shrew...wild and ready for the taking by a handsome fella

20. By this time next year: I could be living somewhere else in another country

21. A better name for me would be: clumsy oaf

22. I have a hard time understanding: why men can't realize that Pamela Anderson is NOT looking for them and take a look at me instead on all those singles sites.

23. If I ever go back to school I'll: take my master's degree in criminology, I reckon...then on for ph d I think.

24. You know I like you if: I speak to you at all without curse words

25. If I won an award, the first person I'd thank would be: my daughter, for her inspiration

26. Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferraro: who cares?

27. Take my advice: talk to your kids, hear what they have to say

28. My ideal breakfast is: lots of bacon and waffles with whipped cream on them

29. A song I love, but do not have is: Can't think of a single one...have been downloading for years.

30. If you visit my hometown, I suggest: well, if we want to call Cape Breton my hometown, then bring fly dope and sunscreen.

31. Tulips, character flaws, microchips & track stars: my tulips have finished, character flaws are nothing more than facets of a personality, microchips - how could we live without them? and track stars...who cares?

32. Why won't people: lighten up???

33. If you spend the night at my house: you will likely share your bed with a kitty

34. I'd stop my wedding for: a chance out of it...back then...now...probably never marry again. What a farce, in my eyes

35. The world could do without: George W. Bush

36. I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: remarry my ex-husband

37. My favorite blonde is: Matthew McConaughey, of course.

38. Paper clips are: something my daughter loves to twist and break into pieces to drive her mother crazy

39. If I do anything well, it's: adapt to change.

40. And by the way... I already answered all these!

taken nearly 19 years ago when BOTH of us looked a little different...me with my daughter in 1986. 

The Big One Is Coming

my daughter turns 19 tomorrow. Egad. When did I become old enough to have a daughter who can legally drink? Thinking back to what I was doing on my 19th birthday, I was 4 months pregnant with this child. I did go to the bar, and had one beer. One of two in the entire pregnancy. Her father and I had gone out with our friend Kevin to the Port Club in Port aux Basques. I think that was my only time ever going there...the next few years are a bit of a blur, heh heh.

in any case, I am heading up to Halifax in a few hours to spend her birthday with her, take her to lunch tomorrow, buy her a drink - second legal one I will have bought for her. The first was when we were backpacking in Europe in 2002. We went to a licensed restaurant in Rome and I bought her an Italian beer. She drank about 2 ounces, declared it awful and I finished the rest for her. The legal drinking age is only 16 there, and even then they don't really bother much with it. No one checked her ID, and she was just 16 a month before.

As mentioned before, she wanted the first season of the Family Guy on DVD, so I bought her the three seasons that are currently out. And previewed them, laughing my ass off. I also bought her a watch, not too expensive, so she can remember to call her mother.

Sigh. Next year she will be 20, and I shall be 40. crazy.

Only in Cape Breton

do the construction workers plow through the pissing rain and the first day of sun last week they all disappeared. They have a huge mess in town and no one has seen them since Tuesday when the sun came out. WTF? They are probably out golfing.

Hard to believe that just a week ago we were bitching and whining about the lack of spring and summer weather...the leaves weren't even out and now in just one week of sun, the trees are wonderful and I was finally able to rip that fucking plastic off the windows...and discover about 2000 flies in the window sills and trapped in the plastic...thankfully they were all dead. YUCK!

Went to hang clothes on the line today...was assaulted the entire time by those pesky black flies...little bastards. I think I'll have a fire tonight and burn some boughs that my landlord cut...that will keep them away I hope...feckers...

Such a cliche...three RCMP cars parked at the local donut shop (Tim Hortons)...give me a break! 

Ladies Beware

There is a new scam being pulled mainly on women (i.e. over 30) who are apparently past the age of giving a (fast) running pursuit. What happens is that when the intended victim stops for a red light, a completely nude and good looking, nicely tanned, unbelievably well-endowed young man comes up. With muscles flexing, and body stretched to its full potential, he pretends to wash your windshield. While he is doing this, another person opens the back door of your car, taking anything you have in the car. They are very good at this. They got me seven times Friday and five times Saturday...I couldn't find them on Sunday...heh heh

Why Women Live Longer Than Men

Wouldn't I love to just go and tap those 2 x 4's...

Fat Bastard

it was poetic. and downright funny. but also telling. I was sitting with a child yesterday while she was showing her therapist her little notebook with lots of drawings she had done. There's the snowman, there's daddy, there's my brother, there's my friend, there's Fat Bastard, there's mommy....WTF? Fat bastard? This child is 5 years old. I'm pretty sure that Austin Powers is rated a little higher than "G". Looks like I need to have a chat with someone about appropriate television for primary students. And it ain't Fat Bastard.