Monday, February 26, 2007

Documentary March 4th



March 4th on Discovery there will be a documentary on the 10 coffins found in the 80's. Since their discovery, the caskets were kept in the Israeli Antiquities Authority archive in Beit Shemesh, but now two have been sent to New York for their first public exhibition. Supposedly the DNA that proves it is Jesus, and his family. ( including a son... hmmm?)

Should be interesting, and hard on the Christians. I am not a bad person by no means, despite my lack of time sitting in a church pew. If there is a higher power, keeping track of my good deeds and bad ones, I should come on top, unless he takes roll call at church.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Calgarians


I thought this was cute. From a compiled list of Calgary's best:


Most beloved Calgarian: Ralph Klein (former premier), Jarome Iginla (Flames)

Most embarrassing Calgarian: Ralph Klein, Stephen Harper (prime minister)

Best local villain: Ralph Klein, Stephen Harper

Monday, February 19, 2007

February holiday & Marriage

A February Holiday.... well that is all we need. Every Feb they bring up the topic. Snow storms, flus, and trips down south vacationing are enough for employers to deal with. Besides, in the retail sector, where they now work Sunday, who really cares. And to think that maybe this day off be called "Family Day" just makes my blood boil. What about having Sunday as family day????



Today, the silent one was not so silent. Yes, he did get stuck in the ditch and had an awful day working aboard the boat, ....but to call me a dumb a$$ after I made a real "blonde" comment. Come on now. I silently planned for my revenge. And the plan unfolded at the supper table. After the kids finished telling me about their day, I turned to the silent one & casually asked " So dumb a$$, how was your day?" There were a few grins , 4 brown eyes and two blue eyes on me, and a couple jaws dropped. "Well" ... and the explaining began. Some night when he's looking for some dumb a$$, I'll be sure to remind him again.



I spoke to my best friend today on the phone.

"Are you going down south this winter ?", I asked.

Nope, she replied.

"Oh, I was thinking you were going down south to go to celebrate your 20th anniversary" I replied.

Nope, she replied.

"What are you planning for your 20th this summer?" I asked.

"A divorce maybe" , was the serious answer.

We had a good laugh.

Well, I told her, let's plan to get the divorces finalized the same week, and we can go out and celebrate. Sounds good to me, she says. .... and we laugh some more. What are friends for ?

Friday, February 16, 2007

He Ain't Heavy

The road is long

With many a winding turn

That leads us to who knows where

Who knows when


But I'm strong

Strong enough to carry him

He ain't heavy, he's my brother.


So on we go

His welfare is of my concern

No burden is he to bear

We'll get there

For I know

He would not encumber me


If I'm laden at all

I'm laden with sadness

That everyone's heart

Isn't filled with the gladness

Of love for one another.


It's a long, long road

From which there is no return

While we're on the way to there

Why not share

And the load

Doesn't weigh me down at all

He ain't heavy, he's my brother.

Talking urinals help fight drunk driving


RIO RANCHO, New Mexico (AP) — New Mexico is hoping to keep drunks off the road by lecturing them at the last place they usually stop before getting behind the wheel: the urinal.
The state recently paid US$21 each for about 500 talking urinal-deodorizer cakes and put them in men’s rooms in bars and restaurants.
When a man steps up, the motion-sensitive plastic device says, in a woman’s voice that is flirty, then stern: "Hey, big guy. Having a few drinks? Think you had one too many? Then it’s time to call a cab or call a sober friend for a ride home."
The recorded message ends: "Remember, your future is in your hand."
The talking urinal is the latest effort to fight drunken driving in New Mexico, which has long had one of the highest rates of alcohol-related traffic deaths in the United States. (Men account for 78 per cent of all drunk-driving-related convictions in the state.
"It startled me the first time I heard it, but it sure got my attention," said Ben Miller, a patron at the Turtle Mountain Brewing Co. bar and restaurant. "It’s a fantastic idea."

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Tuesday 's Blog

Well, I am still alive. I can't remember the last time I spent 4 days in my pj's, or nightie. I guess tomorrow I am going back to work. I only got 2 unimportant & work related calls since I have been home sick ...... there is no rest for the weary they say.

Today I watched a movie about Pocahontas and John Smith and his love for her, and the founding of Jamestown. It was good. Those Indians sure had the weapons to fight. At the age of 17, Pocahontas was taken prisoner by the English and was held hostage at Jamestown for over a year. During her captivity, John Rolfe took a "special interest" in her. As a condition of her release, she agreed to marry Rolfe, who the world can thank for commercializing tobacco. "Pocahontas", became "Rebecca Rolfe". Shortly after, they had a son, Thomas Rolfe. She always loved John Smith but she had married Rolfe. John was heartbroken. She died at the age of 21. There's a short lesson in history for you all. After all I never saw Disney's version. Now at Halloween when 10 Pocanhontas come at the door for treats, I'll have more respect for them. I may give them an extra chip, and skip the dreaded halloween kisses.

I longed for a good snooze and did have one until the hemophiliac society called. The silent one wasn't silent enough when made a donation about 10 years ago, and now they call every year. I just didn't have the time for it, so I hung up. If telemarketers wanted money to fund a study on how to rid of telemarketing..... now there's a good cause !

As most of you know, my brother has been in the hospital for most of 2007. A tumor ( from his multiple myeloma) grew and pressed against his spinal cord which resulted in paralysis. He had radiation, and his health should soon pick up some. He plans to have a stem cell from a sibling in June or July. We are all more than eager to do whatever he wants. His illness is consuming our thoughts, and some days when there doesn't seem to much to smile about, we have to remind ourselves to count our blessings, and appreciate those around us.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Should I stay or should I go??


I remind myself of that commercial with the woman who feels miserable, trying to decide if she should stay or go .

I coughed so much my rib cage is killing me , and so is the underside of my tongue which got caught between my two bottom teeth during a major whooping cough-like spell. Ouch !

I have been wheezing, and panting, and eyed up my puffer quite a few times.

I travelled from bed, to couch all day, and sampled some Robutussin, J.O. Lambert, and Benylin. Also tried Tylenol Cold, Advil cold and Sinus, and a Motrin.

Tomorrow will be a new day, and hopefully I'll feel a bit better. I hate to see morning come as that's when all the coughing begins.


Last night I tried a stiff drink of Tequila before bed, and I slept good. Might just try another tonight.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Ultimate Travel Advice


If you are travelling on a road ( can be snow covered, dirt, or clear, and speed does not matter), and there are numerous cars ( 4 to 15) following you:

PULL OVER AND LET EVERYONE PASS. YOU ARE NOT ONLY ANNOYING ALL THOSE BEHIND YOU, YOU ARE INDEED A HAZARD TO TRAFFIC, INCLUDING YOURSELF.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

A wintery Tuesday

Yes, winter is here.


The cold, cold wind, whiteouts, and shovels. Wet mitts, and more wet mitts every 2 hours.


I , however, prefer to stay indoors on days like these. I made the right decision when I chose to marry the silent one. He loves the snow and the ice, and everything associated with it. I hardly want an ice cube in my drink, if the wind chill outside is below zero. The kids love it all, and they love hanging out with their Dad on these winter days.


Today I cooked 8 rabbits for tomorrow's rabbit pie. Lots of work but it will be much appreciated, I am sure. Made some cookies too, and hot coco for the kids to enjoy. I listened to some comedians on TV and had a bundle of laughs. One man spoke of sex being like shopping at the mall. The men want to get in there, get what they want, and get the hell out. The women love to browse, they have all day, and are happy just being there. They don't even care if they buy !


"Winter has a wonderful zest and sparkle and even the storms have a wild majesty of their own. A still winter evening among the wooded hills with the sunset kindling fires in the westering valleys is something I would not exchange for a month of hot July days."
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Are you Lonesome Tonight?

Well there 's one man who is no longer lonesome.

The lonely Maytag repairman won't be lonely for a heck of a long while.

Maytag is voluntarily recalling 2 1/3 million dishwashers because of a fire hazard.
The safety commission says liquid rinse-aid can leak from its dispenser and come in contact with the dishwasher's internal wiring, causing a short circuit and fire. Maytag says it's had 135 reports of dishwasher fires.
The machines were sold at stores nationwide between July 1997 and June 2001.
Maytag is offering either a free in-home repair or a $75 cash-back reimbursement with the purchase of a new Maytag-brand dishwasher.

What causes Arthritis?

A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway seat
next to a priest. The man's tie was stained, his face was
plastered with red lipstick, and a half empty bottle of gin
was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his
newspaper and began reading. After a few minutes the man
turned to the priest and asked, "Say, Father, what causes
arthritis?"

The priest replied, "My Son, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol and a contempt for your fellow man, sleeping around with prostitutes and lack of bathing."

The drunk muttered in response, "Well, I'll be darned,"
then returned to his paper.

The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged
the man and apologized. "I'm very sorry. I didn't mean
to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?"

The drunk answered, "I don't have it, Father. I was just
reading here that the Pope does."

Cake anyone ?

As you all know it's common for a couple to keep their cake top for a special anniversary. I really got a kick out of this invitation.

In London - They won't let you eat cake at Windsor Castle, but visitors are being invited to admire a couple of 167-year-old slices. Pieces of Queen Victoria's wedding cake will go on display as part of an exhibition on Royal weddings. They will be on display for a year starting on April 27 in small boxes, one cardboard, another silver, marked "Buckingham Palace February 10, 1840" - the date of Victoria's marriage to Prince Albert.They are from one of the couple's several wedding cakes, (one which weighed more than 300 pounds) .

"The fact that pieces of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert's wedding cake have survived in the original cardboard box is quite amazing," Curator Lady Jane Roberts said. The exhibition, "Royal Weddings: 1840 to 1947," opens at The Drawings Gallery, Windsor Castle, on April 27 and runs until March 2008.

I once read that England and India are pretty friendly, and that there are many Indian restaurants in England. I'd rather travel to England to sample some lamb curry, than view some old pieces of cake.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Happy Birthday Son


My eldest son is eleven today. " 5 years till I can drive a car, Mom" , he reminded me this morning. Wow, the years go fast. Seems like yesterday, when I just received that big bundle of boy, wrapped in a flannel blanket with two yellow stripes. Roland announced " no more kids for us, that's way to much hard work ! ". And just who is he to make such an announcement.

I remember when I first got home, we met in the hallway upstairs.
" I'm going for a shower, " I told him.
" And what is all the stuff you have in your hands? " he asks.
"Well" I replied, " there is cream for my cracked nipples, preparation H for my hemorrhoids from pushing 4 hours, polysporin for my cut, an always pad with wings, extra long, super absorbent, a 15 inch long gauze for my cesarean cut, tape, and two nipple pads for my leaking breasts."

Oh, was the reply.

18 months later, we proudly brought home our second bundle of joy.