Wednesday, June 18, 2008


Aaron L.

Hey look, you're finally popular. Well, sort of. As long as you think you are will you be happy? I hope so, it's about time.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Fun Monday

Fun Monday is being hosted by Jan.

The subject is walls. We all have walls of some sort. What I want to hear about and see, if you're going to show off your amazing photo skills, is what is on your walls, what color are your walls, what is special about them, what is your favorite or least favorite, is it inside or outside. You get the idea, let's show and tell about walls.

Since I'm blogging from work today, you get to see my office walls. While they aren't all that interesting I have some fun stuff. In the next few months there will be a complete overhaul of the walls in my office. My sister-in-law and I are going to be painting! Then they will be pretty and a little more reflective of my personality. In the meantime my office walls are a yucky beige with brown trim here and there. I have tried to spice it up with a little of me, but even that looks drab in here!

This is a picture I got from IKEA, which I love. Unfortunately I sit with my back to it all day long.

I got this in Italy almost 10 years ago now. It has followed me from my bedroom in my parents house, to my dorm room, and now to my office.
My other pretty picture desperately needs a frame. It is my calming photo and my husband hates it, therefore it has found a home in my office.
My bulletin board. Don't you just love all that order? ha!
The Calendar... still in May.
So that's my office, just about every boring inch of it. Once I have re-decorated I will post new pictures!


Danielle B.

You told your school you had cancer so people would be nice and give you things even though you were healthy. I think you're nuts.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

A sigh of relief...

Followed by shouts of joy!!

Today was the last KIDstuf until September. It went pretty well- despite one of our tech men not showing up. I just can't wait until things are running the way they should. I have all summer now to get ahead and make things great.

Oh, Happy Father's Day Dad!


Andrea S.

I never had cold hands when you were around, I was afraid of the oven. You still don't know, but I didn't like to share.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Things people do when they think you aren't looking.

I find, being a natural observer, I see a great many things I don't think I'm supposed to. Some people do very strange things when they think no one is looking.

The other day I arrived early to pick up an order at the Dragon Fort. I have a book I leave in my car, as I have a habit of arriving places quite a bit early. As I sat there reading I noticed a man parked a few cars behind me. He was trimming his nose hair in the rear view mirror. All I could think about was where the hair was going. All over the center console and into his coffee cup? Yum.

Then there was the cashier at the gas station who had obviously not bought underwear in the correct size. She spent her shift er.. shifting them back to their original position, where they would remain for mere seconds before the process would start all over again.

A lesson to the masses....When you think no one is looking, check again.


Gwen T.

I remember the skit we did together for our acting badge in Girl Guides. You were the annoying passenger, and I was the ditsy stewardess.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

By the way..

3 words does not make a sentence! Well, at least most of the time anyway.

I went to get my eyebrows done yesterday. I've been going to the same place for over a year now, and I'm usually able to get the same girl. She wasn't working yesterday. I had never met the girl who was able to take me, but I hoped it wouldn't be a problem. The 'Help Wanted' sign in the window should have been a clue. Employers looking to hire often get desperate when they are short staffed, and this seems to be the case here as well.

When she was ready for me I was not asked to follow her, or anything even similar. She waited until she caught my eye and then pointed to the chair. Okay, I thought, maybe she's not a chatty one. Now I'd say that was an understatement.

Eyebrow Girl: Clean them?

Me: I'm sorry?

EG: Clean them?

Me: Are you asking if I cleaned them? ( As she is reaching for a cotton ball and sanitizer) .

EG: *sigh* Do you want me to clean them up? ( Points to wax)

Me: Uh, yes. I believe that would be the point of my visit. ( No, I want you to get rid of them all together, take it all!)

EG: OK, finished

Me: You missed (pointing) here, here and here

EG: You didn't ask.

Me: Excuse me?

EG: People have to ask me.

Me: okay.. (waiting ) so.. can you do it?

EG: I guess

She better not wonder why there was no tip.


Tara W.

I would run so hard to pass you the baton, and we usually won, we were pretty good. I was jealous of your hair crimper.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

You make my ears bleed

How do you go about telling someone who loves to sing that they shouldn't. ever. I was the passenger in a friends' car recently where I had a traumatizing experience. The radio was blaring, however I was unable to hear the song.

The real conversation

My Friend: Do you like this song? (Screaming along)

Me: I don't know ( looking out the window)

Friend: Really? I love this song ( Continues shrieking)

Me: Yeah ( shifting uncomfortably)

Friend: I know all the words ( Getting louder)

Me: I can hear that ( Sinking in my chair)

Friend: I know all the words to most songs actually. (finishes with flare)

*Song changes*

Friend: Do you like this song? ( falsifying vibrato)

Me: Sigh, sure (Promising myself I will never be a passenger with such little control ever again)

The version of the same conversation I had in my head

My Friend: Do you like this song? (Screaming along)

Me: I might if I could hear it (Plugging my ears)

Friend: Really? I love this song (Continues shrieking)

Me: I used to until your tone deaf version ruined it for me. ( Imagining ways to damage his vocal cords)

Friend: I know all the words (Getting louder)

Me: Actually you seem to know most of the words, I don't think those others are real words (Searching for escape)

Friend: I know all the words to most songs actually. (finishes with flare)

*Song changes*

Friend: Do you like this song?( falsifying vibrato)

Me: Sigh. I used to (Opening the door, hurling my self toward the suddenly appealing pavement)


Brian D.

I think it is something to do with the way you talk, but I've never really liked you. Santana always makes me think of you.

Monday, June 9, 2008


Michael C.

Your mom made the best ever strawberry-rhubarb muffins. I didn't even mind when you made me pay you with a kiss, I didn't tell.

Godzilla in the Oakanagan

For Fun Monday this week, we are supposed to be writing about our favorite childhood memory. This was surprisingly difficult for me, not because I have a difficult childhood, but quite the opposite. I have a lot of great memories from my early years, however none stick out as being heads and tails above the rest. I guess that means points for my parents.

I was able to pick out a particular place from my childhood that brought back may fond memories. When I was young we spent every summer up in Osoyoos. (I've alluded earlier to the adventures we had driving there.) We would take up the motor home and the boat and park it for two whole weeks at the same campsite in the same campground every summer. We made sure to go for the same two weeks every year as well, as did everyone we went with. After a few years of doing this we created ourselves a little community.

My memory comes from one summer in particular when I was 9 or 10. My dad took the girls (my sister, myself and our friends) out on the lake tubing. We had a great time and managed no injuries. Then my dad went back out with a couple of his friends. All the girls sat on the beach hoping to catch a glimpse of our dads tubing. What seemed like hours later, and was probably closer to 15 minutes we finally saw my dad's boat heading toward the beach for a fly-by. Instead of some old guy in the tube, Godzilla was behind the boat! My dad and his friends had found a 6 foot blow-up doll of Godzilla and strapped it to the tube. They pulled it behind the boat and went past all the beaches on the lake ( something like 15) eliciting screams from the water closest to the rope line, and giggles from the shore.

Yeah, my family knows how to have fun.

Oh, and by the way, you guys are so no fun! No one answers any of my interesting questions.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Theme Song

Every summer my family would make the 5 hour drive to our favorite camping spot. Before you keel over in surprise, know that camping to my family meant a fully equipped motor home. (come on, you really think I'd go camping??!) My dad and sister would drive the motor home up with the boat in tow. My mom and I would follow in the car. ( There had been a number of incidents in earlier years with things [wheels] flying off the boat trailer, so we decided to have mom following dad as to avoid the 3 hours spent looking for said things on the side of the highway).

Back to my original thought. Every year on the drive up, my mom and I would listen to the same tape by Barenaked Ladies. We knew every word to every song on that tape. In fact, one year we actually wore it out ( Don't worry, I went out and bought the CD). Our favorite song on that tape was the ever-popular "If I Had A Million Dollars". I have since been fascinated with that idea. What would I do if I had a million dollars?

At this point in my life, I would totally buy a house. A nice big house with a soaker tub in the master suite and a island in the kitchen. And you know what? That's about as far as a million dollars would go these days. The house itself probably wouldn't take the full million, but after I made it all pretty there would be peanuts left over. Living in a basement suite for the past 3 or 4 years has spurred much dreaming as far as a future house goes. You know what? I take it back. I wouldn't buy a nice big house, I'd build one! Now that would be sweet! Maybe next time we can chat about what one hundred million would buy.

But first, tell me what you would do with a million dollars. Post it and tag me!

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

The List

I'm going to assume that my blogging capabilities are not where they need to be for x365. But.. I'm going to do it anyways. It will be 365 posts, just in as many days as it takes. sSometimes there will be more than one in a day, and other times I may go a week with out one. Oh well.

Last week I told you about the lists we made when I was working at the video store. As embarrassing as this may be, I'm going to share my old guy list. What's the point of having a blog if you aren't going to embarrass yourself every once in a while. Gosh I love anonymity.

So, without further adieu... My List! ( In no particular order)

- Steven Tyler ( Aerosmith) ..remember, no criticizing!!
- Harrison Ford ( Indiana Jones)
- Richard Gere ( Pretty Woman)
- John Travolta ( Saturday Night Fever)
- Johnny Depp ( But only when he's cleaned up)
- Peirce Brosnan ( 007)
- Bruce Willis ( Armageddon)
- Kurt Russell ( Backdraft)
- Charlie Sheen ( Two and a Half Men)
- Robert Redford ( Up Close and Personal)

Ok, so now all of you need to tell me who your is on your older man or older women list!