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!

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.

Fun Monday

I mentioned earlier that I was excited about this Fun Monday. Now that's it's here I'm having the usual issues remembering all the lovely things I was going to write.

This week Fun Monday is hosted by Sauntering Soul

I know we all try to be sweet and kind to people the majority of the time. But let's face it....we also know that sometimes we can be a big jerk. It could be that you experience road rage from time to time. Perhaps you empty the coffee pot at work some mornings and don't feel like taking the time to start a new pot for the next person. Or maybe you don't return phone calls on a timely basis when you know someone needs a response from you. Have you ever "accidentally" ruined a favorite shirt of your spouse just because you didn't care for it? Come on - it's confession time! List the small things you do that make you a jerk and elaborate just a bit on each one. Please tell me I'm not the only jerk around here!

Let's get started!

1. Movie Store Jerk
When I used to work at video rental place, I had plenty of opportunity to be a jerk. And by that I mean there are so many ignorant, rude, intolerable people out there that make it easy to dislike them. First there would be the people who would walk in and demand I go find their movie for them.... for them I would wander the store for a few moments and return with a sad face telling them the movie was all out : ( I'm sure it was probably out there and if they had bothered to look for themselves they would have been able to go home and watch it.

Then there are the ones who would be rude and condescending for no good reason. I "forgot" to take the locks off their rentals before they left, just so they would have to come back and yell some more.

And I can hardly forget the regulars who would demand you check the drop off bin for them, just in case someone might have dropped off the movie that everyone else in the store has already asked for. I would of course diligently check both drop off bins, taking out all the rental cases recently dropped off, and accidentally missing the copy or two of the one they were looking for, only to go back and get it the moment they huffed away for the one person who had managed an ounce of patience while I served the customers ahead of them.

And last but not least, for the customer who would talk on their cell phone while throwing their video across the counter for you to deal with, I would play " I don't speak sign language" until they got off their cell phones long enough to give me the courtesy of a moment of their attention.

2. Driving Jerk

When people follow too closely behind for my comfort, I slow down below the speed limit until the clue in and back off. I like to drive fast, don't get me wrong, but when the guy behind me is so close that I can't even see his headlights, he needs to back the frick off!

3. Restaurant Jerk

When we go out to dinner, I have very low demands. However, if we get bad service I don't just give a lower tip... I don't tip at all! I don't tolerate rudeness very well..... just wait till I'm a mom!

4. Daughter Jerk

When I was a teen, if my mom asked me to do something I didn't want to I would always pretend I didn't hear her. Unfortunately for me, my husband also knows that game very well...

I'm sure I have a bunch more up my sleeve, but we'll leave it at that for tonight :)