So, Saturday was my mama's birthday!! Lori, Tim, Bianca and I went over in the late afternoon to spend some quality time with her and to have dinner all together.
The quality time consisted of Lori and I leaving, almost immediately after we got there, to go and do some shopping for the friends and family that would be coming over to celebrate this grand occasion!!
We arrived back home in time for the Chinese food and Bianca slept through most of the "family dinner". I haven't had Chinese food in a looooooong time, and it was quite enjoyable!!!
After dinner, we gave my mom her gift, which was a digital camera. She has wanted one for a while. I am not sure she even knows how to use one, but she is now a proud owner of a pretty kick-ass Sony camera!!
Soon after the house started to fill up. One of my mom's best friend and her family came and cousins also came too. We had a really nice evening. Bianca, again, was the source of entertainment.
Karla, my 07-07-07 bride came with her fiance (Dino) and they had a sample of the wedding invitation, which is beautiful and the samples of our dress colours - remember, I am blue-jay blue. It is a really nice colour, and the more I see it, the happier I am that I am blue... Not that I don't like the other colours, but I really like the blue.
The evening was fun, and everyone had a good time. I think my mom actually forgot about the fact that her own sister (you know the one I am talking about - Jennifer's mother) did not show up, call, send a card, e-mail or text message her to wish her a Happy Birthday. Maybe I need further clarification as to why someone believes it is okay to act like a complete asshole when their child is in the wrong. If I ever decide to speak to these people again, that might be my first question. People have been giving my mother a hard time, wondering why she is letting something come between her and her sister, so I ask those people - who is really the one driving the wedge deeper, cause it sure ain't my mother!!!
ANYWAY!!!! This post was supposed to be a tribute to the awesome mom that I have and to wish her a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! LOVE YA MAMA!!!!!
Monday, February 26, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
The Princess & The Water
Incident/Accident Report
Date: Friday February 23, 2007
Time: 10:20 am
Location: Price Chopper Parking Lot
Parties Involved: Myself, Jason & two cases of water
Brief Description: After picking up two EXTRA LARGE cases of bottled water for the scale house staff (who were supposed to be reusing the bottles that they had, but decided to throw them out instead), Jason and I carried one case each. I should mention here that it was my decision to get the extra large cases. I should also mention that Jason offered to carry both cases, but I had to be a brave-star and carry my own. Women's Lib - MY ASS!!!
Jason was walking a few steps ahead of me and I was taking small quick steps, so I wouldn't loose my momentum. Well, I lost it. I tripped/stumbled/did absolutely nothing on some uneven concrete and fell down.
Jason turned and saw the case of water on the floor, but didn't turn around completely and therefore DID NOT SEE ME ON THE GROUND!!! I had to call out to him, "Jason? Jason, I fell." He quickly came over and bent down to ask me if I was okay. I started to get up, but first replaced the "Thank You" sticker on the top of the case, so everyone would know that I actually purchase the case of water that I had just thrown 50 feet. Okay, so it was only 1.5 feet, but remember - it was the XL case!
I twisted/rolled my left ankle on the uneven concrete and fell down on the right side of my body. My jeans were covered in dust, my boots were all scratched and dusty, but somehow, my WHITE vest was clean!!!
I started to get up and Jason picked up both cases of water and with NO EFFORT was able to put them in the Region truck. I limped to the truck and hoisted myself into the passenger seat. And started laughing. Laughing my ass off. I started to survey the damage. My left ankle was throbbing and my right knee was really, really hurting.
I went to dust off my pants, and the entire truck filled with dust from my pants - how gross! I lifted up my pant leg to find BLOOD! My knee was skinned and bruised and bleeding. Again, I busted out laughing. Jason told me to stop laughing, but I explained that if I didn't laugh, I would cry.
We made our way back to the scale house, and as Jason carried both cases of water, he almost slipped on some black ice. Suddenly the scale house door opened and one of the ladies remarked, "Oh look at the Princess who won't carry the water!!!"
Clearly, she didn't notice that the Princess was LIMPING, DIRTY AND BLEEDING!!!!!
I proceeded to tell my story to all 18 people in the scale house, all the while laughing (so I wouldn't cry). Jason re-enacted how I looked on the ground and my supervisor is making me fill out an accident report. Seriously? This is what that report looks like:
I was walking. I fell. I am an idiot. Jason didn't see me because he was ahead of me, so I had to say, "Jason, I fell. Jason?"
We then returned to the office, so I could fill out my accident report and retell the story one more time. We also had access to a camera, which is never good...
Date: Friday February 23, 2007
Time: 10:20 am
Location: Price Chopper Parking Lot
Parties Involved: Myself, Jason & two cases of water
Brief Description: After picking up two EXTRA LARGE cases of bottled water for the scale house staff (who were supposed to be reusing the bottles that they had, but decided to throw them out instead), Jason and I carried one case each. I should mention here that it was my decision to get the extra large cases. I should also mention that Jason offered to carry both cases, but I had to be a brave-star and carry my own. Women's Lib - MY ASS!!!
Jason was walking a few steps ahead of me and I was taking small quick steps, so I wouldn't loose my momentum. Well, I lost it. I tripped/stumbled/did absolutely nothing on some uneven concrete and fell down.
Jason turned and saw the case of water on the floor, but didn't turn around completely and therefore DID NOT SEE ME ON THE GROUND!!! I had to call out to him, "Jason? Jason, I fell." He quickly came over and bent down to ask me if I was okay. I started to get up, but first replaced the "Thank You" sticker on the top of the case, so everyone would know that I actually purchase the case of water that I had just thrown 50 feet. Okay, so it was only 1.5 feet, but remember - it was the XL case!
I twisted/rolled my left ankle on the uneven concrete and fell down on the right side of my body. My jeans were covered in dust, my boots were all scratched and dusty, but somehow, my WHITE vest was clean!!!
I started to get up and Jason picked up both cases of water and with NO EFFORT was able to put them in the Region truck. I limped to the truck and hoisted myself into the passenger seat. And started laughing. Laughing my ass off. I started to survey the damage. My left ankle was throbbing and my right knee was really, really hurting.
I went to dust off my pants, and the entire truck filled with dust from my pants - how gross! I lifted up my pant leg to find BLOOD! My knee was skinned and bruised and bleeding. Again, I busted out laughing. Jason told me to stop laughing, but I explained that if I didn't laugh, I would cry.
We made our way back to the scale house, and as Jason carried both cases of water, he almost slipped on some black ice. Suddenly the scale house door opened and one of the ladies remarked, "Oh look at the Princess who won't carry the water!!!"
Clearly, she didn't notice that the Princess was LIMPING, DIRTY AND BLEEDING!!!!!
I proceeded to tell my story to all 18 people in the scale house, all the while laughing (so I wouldn't cry). Jason re-enacted how I looked on the ground and my supervisor is making me fill out an accident report. Seriously? This is what that report looks like:
I was walking. I fell. I am an idiot. Jason didn't see me because he was ahead of me, so I had to say, "Jason, I fell. Jason?"
We then returned to the office, so I could fill out my accident report and retell the story one more time. We also had access to a camera, which is never good...
The injuries that my right knee sustained... There is no photographic evidence of the excruciating pain that my ankle is in.
The Damage done to my American Eagle Outfitters Boots (which encase you were wondering they no longer make!!)
Jason re-enacting my fall - notice the desperation in his eyes. The box is a substitute for the case of water.
Peace out People! Enjoy your weekend!
Thursday, February 22, 2007
I'm So Excited!!!!
So, remember how I said that if everything goes well, I should be getting my passport the week of Feb 26th? Remember how I said that if I didn't get my passport in time, devastation would occur?
Well, never fear - MY PASSPORT HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!! The dance of joy that I did in the lobby of my condo last night was a sight to behold! Then when I got back in my condo, I continued to dance, and knocked over a glass of diet coke - I didn't even care too much - except that it is a cream carpet, but nothing stained.
I spoke with Kerri yesterday and she said that she would be able to take some time off while we are in Vegas, so she can hang out with us for a few days!! WOO! HOO!!! She also requested that I bring her some All Dressed Ruffles potato chips. Apparently they don't have them in Vegas. I could live without them, I think!
I have officially filled out my Pledge Form for the Head Shaving Extravaganza that will take place this summer. And just so EVERYONE knows - we had this planned WAAAAAAAAAAY before Miss Britney had her breakdown and shaved her own head. Laura and I are going to raise (did you notice that I did not say TRY to) $5000.00 for Cancer research. We are currently making arrangements with Breakfast Television (there it is again, Ang) to do it live on television.
I am excited and nervous all at the same time.
I am also openly accepting donations!
Well, never fear - MY PASSPORT HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!! The dance of joy that I did in the lobby of my condo last night was a sight to behold! Then when I got back in my condo, I continued to dance, and knocked over a glass of diet coke - I didn't even care too much - except that it is a cream carpet, but nothing stained.
I spoke with Kerri yesterday and she said that she would be able to take some time off while we are in Vegas, so she can hang out with us for a few days!! WOO! HOO!!! She also requested that I bring her some All Dressed Ruffles potato chips. Apparently they don't have them in Vegas. I could live without them, I think!
I have officially filled out my Pledge Form for the Head Shaving Extravaganza that will take place this summer. And just so EVERYONE knows - we had this planned WAAAAAAAAAAY before Miss Britney had her breakdown and shaved her own head. Laura and I are going to raise (did you notice that I did not say TRY to) $5000.00 for Cancer research. We are currently making arrangements with Breakfast Television (there it is again, Ang) to do it live on television.
I am excited and nervous all at the same time.
I am also openly accepting donations!
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Amendment to "This One's For The Girls"
In the below post, I mentioned that one of my friend's just found out about my blog today. Remember how I said that this blog was for her. Apparently, it wasn't good enough.
So, here is my amendment:
Janice, my friend and co-worker, whom I am lucky enough to sit beside, knows "someone" who started a blog. It is the worst blog ever. It makes you laugh and cry at the same time, because it is so pitiful. I said that I could understand because it was hard to blog. Janice isn't buying what I am selling.
For those of you who read one of my previous blogs where I said that I wanted to start thinking more positive, I am sorry, but with Janice YELLING AT ME, I had no choice!!!!
I am just kidding - Janice rocks and things are awesome now that she is back from her mat leave. Her babies are beautiful and will be strong and independent like she is!!!
This amendment is also for Vicki, who thought I should have mentioned her more!! Who is also now harassing me because she knows an amendment is on the way...
Here's a tip, for those of you who are thinking about blogging - DON'T ASK FOR PEOPLE'S OPINION - IT NEVER ENDS THE WAY YOU LIKE IT TO!!!!!!
Kisses!!!
So, here is my amendment:
Janice, my friend and co-worker, whom I am lucky enough to sit beside, knows "someone" who started a blog. It is the worst blog ever. It makes you laugh and cry at the same time, because it is so pitiful. I said that I could understand because it was hard to blog. Janice isn't buying what I am selling.
For those of you who read one of my previous blogs where I said that I wanted to start thinking more positive, I am sorry, but with Janice YELLING AT ME, I had no choice!!!!
I am just kidding - Janice rocks and things are awesome now that she is back from her mat leave. Her babies are beautiful and will be strong and independent like she is!!!
This amendment is also for Vicki, who thought I should have mentioned her more!! Who is also now harassing me because she knows an amendment is on the way...
Here's a tip, for those of you who are thinking about blogging - DON'T ASK FOR PEOPLE'S OPINION - IT NEVER ENDS THE WAY YOU LIKE IT TO!!!!!!
Kisses!!!
This One's For the Girls!
Okay, it's been a couple of days since I have last blogged, but there really isn't anything new to update.
I am still waiting for my passport. My vacation is booked, paid for and has been approved at work. I just need my passport. I am refusing to think that it will not be here on time. The devastation that will ensue is just to much to imagine, so it has to come. It has no choice!!
This blog is for Ang, who is totally funny and super nice. The thing is, she kind of reminds me of Liza from Breakfast Television... Just kidding!! She doesn't at all - she is awesome and she should remember that all the time - NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAYS OR WRITES ABOUT HER!!!!
This entry is also for Vicki, as it entertains her. And if she wants to make a comment after every post I make, please don't judge her - she likes to do it, and I like reading the comments. It makes me feel like someone is really reading this.
This entry is also for someone else that just found out about my blog today. Her "sister-in-law" just started a blog and it's pretty ridiculous. I will give her credit because, I have to say, writing a blog is not easy. I stress out wondering if people will see my sarcasm, get my jokes or understand what I am trying to say, all the while trying to be entertaining. Sometimes I think that I am totally out of my league and should quit while I am ahead. Get out while the getting is good, ya know?
This entry is also for the Dixie Chicks who rocked at the Grammy's last week. They cleaned up with the best song I have heard in a really long time. As most of you know, I am a song buff. I relate everything in my life to a song. Whether it is a song that was playing at a special time in my life, or a song that reminds me of someone... But "Not Ready To Make Nice" came at a time in my life that was really hard for me. The words felt like they came right from my lips. Word for word, it describes how I feel about the entire situation with my bitch-ass cousin. That's right - I used the words "bitch" and "ass" to describe her, and it's only fitting... trust me!
This blog is for the Grand Marquis who was awesome during her presentation yesterday. She was literally thrown to the lions and came out on top. She is what the term "consumate professional" means, even if she swears at our boss every once in a while!
You might not be a "girl" February, but this blog is also for you. The month of February has been so awful to me and my family in the past. It's February 15th today, and so far, we have had to just survive your memories. Please be kind to us for the next 13 days....
Currently listening to my anthem, "Not Ready To Make Nice"
ROCK ON LADIES!!! ROCK THE FUCK ON!!!!
I am still waiting for my passport. My vacation is booked, paid for and has been approved at work. I just need my passport. I am refusing to think that it will not be here on time. The devastation that will ensue is just to much to imagine, so it has to come. It has no choice!!
This blog is for Ang, who is totally funny and super nice. The thing is, she kind of reminds me of Liza from Breakfast Television... Just kidding!! She doesn't at all - she is awesome and she should remember that all the time - NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAYS OR WRITES ABOUT HER!!!!
This entry is also for Vicki, as it entertains her. And if she wants to make a comment after every post I make, please don't judge her - she likes to do it, and I like reading the comments. It makes me feel like someone is really reading this.
This entry is also for someone else that just found out about my blog today. Her "sister-in-law" just started a blog and it's pretty ridiculous. I will give her credit because, I have to say, writing a blog is not easy. I stress out wondering if people will see my sarcasm, get my jokes or understand what I am trying to say, all the while trying to be entertaining. Sometimes I think that I am totally out of my league and should quit while I am ahead. Get out while the getting is good, ya know?
This entry is also for the Dixie Chicks who rocked at the Grammy's last week. They cleaned up with the best song I have heard in a really long time. As most of you know, I am a song buff. I relate everything in my life to a song. Whether it is a song that was playing at a special time in my life, or a song that reminds me of someone... But "Not Ready To Make Nice" came at a time in my life that was really hard for me. The words felt like they came right from my lips. Word for word, it describes how I feel about the entire situation with my bitch-ass cousin. That's right - I used the words "bitch" and "ass" to describe her, and it's only fitting... trust me!
This blog is for the Grand Marquis who was awesome during her presentation yesterday. She was literally thrown to the lions and came out on top. She is what the term "consumate professional" means, even if she swears at our boss every once in a while!
You might not be a "girl" February, but this blog is also for you. The month of February has been so awful to me and my family in the past. It's February 15th today, and so far, we have had to just survive your memories. Please be kind to us for the next 13 days....
Currently listening to my anthem, "Not Ready To Make Nice"
ROCK ON LADIES!!! ROCK THE FUCK ON!!!!
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
And the Beat Goes On
Okay, so I was off yesterday, and planned to spend my day in the passport office. As I mentioned earlier, I did not get an epass, so I had an old fashion application.
Everyone was telling me to be there at least by 6 am. Now, if you know me at all, you know that I just don't do mornings. When I had to be at work for 6:45 am, by 11 am, I had no friends. So, I decided that I was going to aim to be there at 7 am. My friend (who succeeded with the epass) who had tried once before to process her passport, but didn't have her birth certificate (that is another story in itself - we thought that she lost it and would have to wait for a new one to arrive!) gave me her passport to bring in as well, as she had to work.
Okay - here is the time line.
7am - arrive at passport office. 2 cars in the lot, nobody outside
7:05 am - start bundling up to go outside (I should mention that it is -30 with the windchill!)
7:06 am - car pulls up beside me; another lady getting her passport so we walk in together
7:08 am - there is a line-up; about 10 people in front of me.
7:15 am - Laura arrives with a hot cup of coffee in hand for me; wishes me luck and leaves for work
7:30 am - A wonderful government employee comes and starts separating the lines into passport applications, online applications and passport pick-ups
7:40 am - we are all moved upstairs in a cattle- like fashion
7:55 am - we are all handed numbers - I am lucky #11
8:02 am - the doors open, and the online applications, the passport pick-ups and the first eleven, yes 11!!!, people are asked to proceed forward. YEAY! That is me!
8:03 am - I approach my wicket and the lady is wicked!! She does not smile, she barely answers me when I say good morning and she starts processing my passport without even looking at me. She starts to give me a bit of a hard time with my guarantor, but decides against it.
8:07 am - my passport has been processed and I begin to hand her Laura's. She tells me that she can not process it because we are not blood related nor do we live in the same house. I beg for several minutes and see that I am not getting anywhere.
8:10 am - I pay and am ready to walk out the door. I ask one last time about Laura's passport, but it is a no-go.
8:12 am - I am back in my car. Yes, the ordeal is over. It took 12 minutes and about 6 years off my life.
I should mention a couple of things here:
1. Laura got her passport this morning. She was on her way to work by 8:15 am.
2. She was told that I should have been able to do it for her yesterday and that the lady probably just didn't want to - NICE!
3. We were both told (me yesterday and her today) that our passports should arrive the week of Feb 26th; which gives us two weeks before we are scheduled to leave.
4. Because I was done so early at the passport office, I had a very productive day - including getting my car checked for the 70,000 kms.
5. I will need new brakes and new tires in the spring/summer. Damn car - is this what it is like to have a car longer than 3 years!??!?! (I need an entire separate entry to explain why I have never had a car longer than 3 years...)
6. The work-out continues - we are all being very good about it, and I really feel that I will make my goal this time.
7. The working out gives me something to think about so I don't stress about the passport.
I will let you know when I have my passport in my hot little hands!!
Ang - if you are reading this - Since the song was in my head in the truck on the way to the PET place and it just seems fitting, I used it as the title of this post! See, I can be creative sometimes!
Everyone was telling me to be there at least by 6 am. Now, if you know me at all, you know that I just don't do mornings. When I had to be at work for 6:45 am, by 11 am, I had no friends. So, I decided that I was going to aim to be there at 7 am. My friend (who succeeded with the epass) who had tried once before to process her passport, but didn't have her birth certificate (that is another story in itself - we thought that she lost it and would have to wait for a new one to arrive!) gave me her passport to bring in as well, as she had to work.
Okay - here is the time line.
7am - arrive at passport office. 2 cars in the lot, nobody outside
7:05 am - start bundling up to go outside (I should mention that it is -30 with the windchill!)
7:06 am - car pulls up beside me; another lady getting her passport so we walk in together
7:08 am - there is a line-up; about 10 people in front of me.
7:15 am - Laura arrives with a hot cup of coffee in hand for me; wishes me luck and leaves for work
7:30 am - A wonderful government employee comes and starts separating the lines into passport applications, online applications and passport pick-ups
7:40 am - we are all moved upstairs in a cattle- like fashion
7:55 am - we are all handed numbers - I am lucky #11
8:02 am - the doors open, and the online applications, the passport pick-ups and the first eleven, yes 11!!!, people are asked to proceed forward. YEAY! That is me!
8:03 am - I approach my wicket and the lady is wicked!! She does not smile, she barely answers me when I say good morning and she starts processing my passport without even looking at me. She starts to give me a bit of a hard time with my guarantor, but decides against it.
8:07 am - my passport has been processed and I begin to hand her Laura's. She tells me that she can not process it because we are not blood related nor do we live in the same house. I beg for several minutes and see that I am not getting anywhere.
8:10 am - I pay and am ready to walk out the door. I ask one last time about Laura's passport, but it is a no-go.
8:12 am - I am back in my car. Yes, the ordeal is over. It took 12 minutes and about 6 years off my life.
I should mention a couple of things here:
1. Laura got her passport this morning. She was on her way to work by 8:15 am.
2. She was told that I should have been able to do it for her yesterday and that the lady probably just didn't want to - NICE!
3. We were both told (me yesterday and her today) that our passports should arrive the week of Feb 26th; which gives us two weeks before we are scheduled to leave.
4. Because I was done so early at the passport office, I had a very productive day - including getting my car checked for the 70,000 kms.
5. I will need new brakes and new tires in the spring/summer. Damn car - is this what it is like to have a car longer than 3 years!??!?! (I need an entire separate entry to explain why I have never had a car longer than 3 years...)
6. The work-out continues - we are all being very good about it, and I really feel that I will make my goal this time.
7. The working out gives me something to think about so I don't stress about the passport.
I will let you know when I have my passport in my hot little hands!!
Ang - if you are reading this - Since the song was in my head in the truck on the way to the PET place and it just seems fitting, I used it as the title of this post! See, I can be creative sometimes!
Friday, February 2, 2007
Leaving On A Jet Plane
WE BOOKED!! WE BOOKED!!! WE BOOKED!! WE BOOKED!!! We are leaving on March 12th!!! I am so excited!!! I have to go put in my vacation request now!!! WOO HOO!!! WE BOOKED!!!
LAS VEGAS - get ready for my return!!!!!!!
LAS VEGAS - get ready for my return!!!!!!!
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