Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Happiness Is...


getting called back in for the extra hugs and kisses at bedtime.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Guilty as charged

Yes, I finally pleaded guilty. I was caught, and admitted it. The crime... I was looking at Loverboy, and nodding as if I am listening, when I am not. I do it all the time. I was watching his mouth move, and just not taking in the message. His short story ended with " in a minute and a half". I replied "Oh, yeah."
Then I confessed. Look, I wasn't listening to you but I would like to know what you were saying. It sounded interesting. Was it a horse race you were talking about? Tell me again?

He's looking at me .... no reply.

I plead. "Tell me, again, please. I am listening now."

He smiles, and says.. "Sorry, I'm not listening."

We both laugh out loud, and here I sit. He's amused, and I don't know if the world ends in a minute and a half, or if the dog ate my new shoes in a minute and a half.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Bad weather & cards


Bad weather brings out the decks of cards. The newfie wins one, and the hyper one won wins two. The women appear to be no good anymore...... no good at cards...... but better at singing ! Oh, the hyper one had a karaoke machine out for intermission, and that ended the card game. Too much fun taking turns singing. Even Loverboy sang his rendition of "Kansas City". Hyper One reported trouble sleeping because of uncontrollable bedtime giggles over the Odd Couple singing " New York, New York".

Conversation was enlightening to say the least. The power was dim, and everything appeared pale... including the tea, and apple crisp ! The hostess had such an incredible bad score, we debated giving her an Emmy award of some kind. Thanks for the power and the game.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Rocket man











Last night's concert was awesome, to say the least. I was so moved and excited, tears rolled down my face when he walked on the stage, sat down without a word, and started to play "Your Song". The boys were very appreciative of his talent, amazed at his piano playing skills, and chubby little fingers. They eagerly waited for "Bennie and the Jets". I was as impressed with the boys, as I was with Elton. They jumped to their feet to clap, more times than I can mention. Elton won my heart, over and over again with the tunes I love the most... Rocket Man, Crocodile Rock, Bennie and the Jets, Guess that's why they call it the blues, Philadelphia freedom, and Sorry seems to be the hardest word. He played tirelessly for two hours and 45 minutes, without a break. It was a dream come true & I was glad to have my family there with me. We listened to his music on the way to Halifax, and played it again on the way home.

Now, I can cross Elton John live concert off my bucket list.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Ever wonder Why?


Why can't they make a really good plastic clothespin?

Why can't we stunt the growth of grass?

Why do men use the bath towels that take the longest to dry in the dryer?

Why do they have to include the heels of the bread loaf?

Why does going to the washroom at the theatre feel so unsafe, despite being clean and well lit, and main doorway open?

Don't call me

~~Beginning Sept. 30, Canadians can disconnect themselves from unsolicited suppertime spiels by registering their home phone numbers, cellphone numbers and fax numbers on a national Do Not Call List.
Once a number is registered on the list, telemarketers have 31 days to update their lists to make sure that number isn’t called. Individuals who fail to comply face fines of up to $1,500 and corporations face fines of $15,000 for each violation.
Phone numbers can be registered by calling toll free 1-866-580-3625 or by signing up online at http://www.lnnte-dncl.gc.ca/. Registration must be renewed every three years.

While cutting down on the number of unwanted calls that come your way, registration won’t eliminate all of them.
Registered charities asking for donations, newspapers looking for subscriptions, political parties and their candidates and any company you’ve done business with in the past 18 months are all exempt.~~

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Just pain, no gain

My new bike, bought this summer. It has been the greatest thing, hasn't it. And I have been on it every day almost faithfully. Things are good. My butt doesn't hurt anymore. I got to know the speed dial . My calves don't ache, and I have been riding further and further. It's all been great ... until today.

I looked like a helpless woman today. Parked the truck at the windmills, & fought to get the bike off the truck. Well, the chain is off. Great. I fight to get that back on... since I have a woman's model, I have a nice chain guard. Yes, it keeps my pants clean, but it's a real SOB to get a chain on. I'm in an isolated area, with not a friggin soul around...... but.....While I am "struggling", a person of the other gender rides past me, and says hello. I felt like hollering " Hey !!! I am a woman in need of a man here !!!! "

Then my front wheel won't roll. Well, my expertise led me to believe its my brakes. They are on so tight. I pull, and push, and ply, and search for a screw driver. What man doesn't have a toolbox in his truck??? My helmet is on sideways, and I am sweating to death. Where the hell is that man? He's due to ride by anytime. Well, I frig enough that the brake-thingy breaks. Good, now my brakes are free, but my wheel rolls. Who needs front brakes anyway. I quickly get ready for my ride, wipe my hands, cause I don't want "that man " to stop now, with my brakes things both flipped out like a pair of antlers on the front of this bike. I jump on, and travel 3 feet. It's a real narrow path between the gate and the ditch, and I think to myself that I better walk my bike. I put the back brakes on. Oh! Well, what do you know, the brake is seized tight. My front wheel goes in the ditch.... and as I am pulling the bike backwards something catches my eye. It's that man riding by.
AAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHH !

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Fighting with GreenPeace


Loverboy is having a hard time cutting some trees on our own land. He said the fallen trees have created quite a stir with our very own "GreenPeace" son #1. This is day two, and only two trees have fallen so far. It appears that he thinks we are ruining our lot, and their play place. The forest will never be the same. "Did you know it takes 30 years to grow a nice tree like this?" Emotions were running high, and we had a family meeting in the forest. Things have cooled, and some compromises were made. He might build a camp, and move into it, except for meals. When he hunts and cooks his own food, over a fire pit he plans to build, he may invite us over. He will need a couple pots. I'll have to keep my eye out for a good buy at the next yard sale. Good Grief.

Monday, September 22, 2008

It's a pain


$114 later, and the xrays prove it. Nothing is broken. Swelling between two vertebraes. Likely from a fall. it's a backache.


Poor Nemo. Aren't cats supposed to land on their feet?

Sunday, September 21, 2008

The Women


Saw the movie this afternoon with Tante T. It was light hearted and good. The moral of the movie........ Never let yourself stand in the way.

Often, we women desire changes, and we take a long time to realize that the only thing standing in the way is our own selves .

Pay Me Laugh a thon


Yes, the pay me season is underway now, with an average of a game a week. Had a great game last night, and a great laugh. Loverboy, who was occasionally swatting a pesky fruit fly with a motion similar to an air traffic controller, accidentally hit the hostess with his hand, and lifted the comb over.... and it stayed up, for an uncomfortable period of time. You had to be there to appreciate the comedy. Would have won on AFV. He didn't realize there was a comb over, and the surprize was priceless. The hostess took it all in stride. And a real hostess she was, up waiting on us all : ) Had a great lunch too, and complimentary extra-strong Halls as your after dinner mint. Viagra was offered. Thanks for the game.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

On Sale

With autumn right on our heels, we finally have nice weather. Today was a fine day for Yard sailing, tho I never bought anything but a small bag of stones. I met someone who asked me.." Find anything good?" Well, I bought a small bag of stones. I know, it's funny, especially to a male, that one would actually buy nice stones, but we do buy water.... so guess that's not so weird after all. I have a lot of moss growing around the yard, .... maybe that could sell. I have dust bunnies too..... very unique ones, maybe I could market them as well. One large Pet dust bunny. Ingredients unknown, born under the queen size bed. Lovingly raised, and great characteristics. Adaptable, light weight, suits any decor. Will continue to grow if left to roll around freely. No two alike. Open your heart and save this dust bunny from loverboy, as he is due home soon.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Hammered


The one thing about having sons, is that there is a constant shortage of tools. Hammers especially. No one admits to moving the hammers, but they cannot ever be found. At Christmas, Saint Nick had left us each a hammer, and a measuring tape. The boys had dollarama hammers, and loverboy and I, Canadian Tire ones. So today, I need a hammer. And as usual, there is none to be found. I get a brain wave and remember that the camper's toolbox has a hammer. Yes!!! I see the hammer's handle !!! I pull it out, and it's not only a dollarama hammer, it has no head ( round heavy part to strike nail with). It can however remove nails. Handy eh? Oh, I use it just the same, pounding like hell. Talk about desperate housewives !!!

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Hungry for education


Not once has my youngest come from school, and admitted to actually learning something. They go day after day, and never learn a thing.

The eldest has food concerns. Never mind the education. The lines are too long, & there's nothing I like, he says. He's starving. He had a chocolate milk today, and bummed food from some friends who had brought a lunchbox. He's so cool now... too cool to bring a lunchbox for himself. He's been eating a yogurt and a package of goldfish every day, but today the line was just too long. I did send some rations for his locker.... good thing.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Sarah Palin


If you haven`t heard of her, come out from under your rock. She`s the Alaskan woman who`s turning all heads, nominee for republican vice president , as John McCain election mate. Her daughter is pregnant, and she wears nice shoes. She used to go moose hunting before going to school when she was young. Jay Leno had this to say about her...


Here's the amazing part: back in 1984, Sarah Palin actually came second in the Miss Alaska beauty pageant. Now she could be vice president. You know what that means? For the first time in history, a beauty pageant contestant might actually bring about world peace. They've talked about it for years; here's one that could do it!" --Jay Leno

At the wheel


During my 29 years with a drivers license, I have been guilty of doing other stuff while at the wheel. Most of it has been mild.... changing footwear & putting makeup. I did once however, change from a swimsuit to an outfit while driving on the highway between Belleville and Argyle . Today however, I played the first game of radio Bingo while driving. I wasn`t even close, but found it hard to check for 4 corners, since I had 3 cards to keep check of. It would have been BINGO all right, if I had a fender bender. The consolation prize wouldn`t even cover my deductible.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Blog Holiday is over

Yes, I am back. Took an unpaid leave of absence from the blog. Ha, ha.

We spent some time in Quinan at the camp, and it was awesome. No wonder my late bro loved it so much. It is so beautiful there, especially in the early morning, you just can't seem to take it all in. We entertained neighbors, and fed them mussels, and got entertained in return. Thanks to the cotton gang for the slush, and boat ride. Sandee made friends with Dusty & Sam, and they played all day, and all night. There were many kids around, and they played and swam all day too. We even brought the cat camping. Quinan celebrated 125 years of Labour Day picnic, with fireworks and their annual party and supper. It was fun, dad watched the ox pulls, and I played Bingo. Won twice.

August flew by... all I did was get my feet wet, and watch the weather channel. I was going to boycot that POP ( percentage of precipitation). It`s gotten to the point that even a 20% chance of rain pisses me off. We are all hooked on that percentage. I don`t want to know about that chance of rain, unless it`s 80% or more. We gotta change that. It bothers me more than the price of gas.

Started playing cards again, on rainy nights. The gang has expanded I understand, to include LaLa, La Girl and Mme E. Last night we played at the Hostess`s. She lived up to her name, and only got up once, to relieve herself tremendously. Otherwise , we all served ourselves, and she even managed to get cake and tea served to her. Mrs. L played like she was in the CIA. No one saw her cards , that`s for sure. La veille was there too. She had a few laughs, and seemed to enjoy the hostess singing that fur boots song. She, like I, managed to drop a wild card or two. Man, I hate when that happens. As always, some priceless impersonations entertained us, and they are good for a laugh, and for a kinked neck, or tense shoulders.

Today I sold some priceless junk for a small price in the mile long yard sale. It`s a real social event, ain`t it tho. Tried hard to sell my bat house. Bats are great to rid of mosquitoes. The men were interested, but the women prefer to have mosquitoes over bats. Only brought a bit back, so all in all , I was pleased.

Next year, I`ll walk the mile instead.