Saturday, December 31, 2005

I've been told

To update my blog...

I guess it has been a while huh...

Well, good news, I plan to upload a lot of pictures onto my flickr.com account (I am "theanykey"). You have to be a registered user to view any of my pix, because I only have a couple available to the public, the rest are for friends and family only. I am just neurotic like that.

So, we intend to give our 1 months notice to move the heck out of this house, and into my Mom and Dad's basement until we can get our $#!+ together and move back to Edmonton.

I plan to ask my soon to be cousin-in-law Genevieve if she can find out if she would be allowed to have me come in to her classroom to get the feel of being a teacher, to ask her questions, and see what it is like. I also want to ask my cousin Craig, who proposed to her on the 22nd of December, 2005, if I could come to some of his classes at school, where he is studying to be a High School teacher!

Congratulations to Craig and Genevieve on your engagement! I love you, and wish you both lots of happiness!

ALSO, Congratulations are in order for my seester, Joy, and my Brother-in-law to be, Mat!

Here's a pic:




Also in the picture, are my Auntie Mel, proud Mummy to Craig, and "Mummy in Law to be" to Genevieve, and her daughter Kaitlin, Craig's "seester".

Mat proposed to Joy Christmas morning! She then tried unsuccessfully to show off her ring to me, but I am oblivious, so I didn't see her ring as she was practically waving her hand in front of my face while I was driving to Mom and Dad's that afternoon.

Mat even went to my parent's house to ask my Father for his permission before he proposed! I figured that custom would be outdated, but Craig asked Genevieve's Father, too! (He had to call, because they live in different cities, but wow!).

In my opinion, WOW! That shows tremendous respect for your other halfs family to ask permission before hand! What would you do if they said no??? Oy.

And it is so romantic!

Sigh :)!

Well, I hope that everyone had a great Christmas!

I have to mention some of the presents I got!

I got Seasons 8 and 10 on DVD of Friends ( I already had 9), and I watched the finale and then all of season 8 on Chrsitmas Day.

I got a BEAUTIFUL Handmade by my Autie Chair Journal/Dream Book, complete with address book and front cover picked out just for me from my Mommy and Daddy. It is so beautiful!

I got an awesome hand picked gift set from J, Chair and Theya (part of gift exchange)! It included a book called "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran, and a beautiful, beautiful wooden box filled with oil incense, charcoal on which to burn the oil incense, a stone plate thing to put the charcoal on while it is burning, candles and a moon and star candle holder, Himalayan bath salt crystals in a beautiful little bag, a bundle of sage for smudgeing, a necklace with wooden beads, a purple bead bracelet, and a bunch of little white rocks, that I unfortunately, do not know if they serve a purpose, because I am "blonde" like that.

I got some super freakin' warm slippers from Jarrod, because he said he hated my old ones...

I got an awesome game from Chris for Christmas: 20 Q (20 questions)

But gotta go do the New Year thing!

Happy New Year!

Friday, October 07, 2005

Not much going on...

Stupid Internet.
Nothing works.
Network weak.
Need a new wireless network adaptor...

I haven't had much in the line of internet access, so I will take this little bit of time to let you all know I am still here...

Doing good. Feeling good.

Working.

Yeah...

Going to go to bed now. Have to work in the morning!

:)

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Found a way to get rid of spam comments

Great way to delete comments that are unwanted...

Log in to your own blog account, view your blog, then go to the comments you don't want. A trash can will appear next to each comment, click on it to delete...

At least with blogspot.com

Also, in the comments section of settings, you can make it so that people have to type in those funky letters that prevent random computer spam... it's called word verification... or something like that...

hope Mel sees this if she doesn't already know!!!

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Here to make a correction, figure I will add a pic, too...

Here's one more picture for tonight. Last post tonight too...



This picture was taken September 12, 2005

Finally found the time to update

Wow, it has been about six weeks since we have been in this house, and just last week we had our first animal problem.

Well, first, we forgot to put out the garbage last wednesday, so it was sitting there kind of piling up. Then, a bird got into it a little bit, and just poked some holes in a bag to get some scraps.

The next day, there was a dog, golden retriever type, running loose around the neighborhood, and it took Jarrod a few hours to get him locked in the back yard as municipal enforcement was on their way to come pick him up. The poor guy had a collar, but no tags, otherwise we would have called the owners. Well, in Jarrod's attempts, the dog ended up making the holes, which were tiny, into bigger ones. We just left it, as we had not had any problems before that, and assumed the good food was gone...

Then, Chris had to chase away a cat that also wanted a part of the feast the next morning, and then late last night, after making an "emergency" visit(*) to Nicole's, I came home and found this:



Here's a closer pic of him/her:



I drove up to see him in between our house and garage, with the gate closed, and digging through the trash. I called Chris to let him know, and he opened the front door for me. I took my sweet time getting into the house, as I had never dealt with a skunk before, only seen them from afar. We kept tabs on him for a while, and around 5, Chris went to bed. We had chased him away a couple of times, and then he would come back... little bugger would circle the house, and we would follow from inside, looking through all of the windows...

Finally, convinced he was gone, or at least not caring anymore if he wasn't, I went to bed. All of the excitement kept me up until about 6 a.m.

I awoke 8 hours later, got up, started to get dressed, noticed my eyes felt really puffy, looked in the mirror, saw this:

My left eye


And my left eye again





Notice my eye has some sort of liquid-filled bubble...

I called Chris (he has gone to 7/11) and told him to see this. He immediately told me we were going to the hospital.

I got dressed, did my hair a bit, got made fun of by Jarrod because I was doing my hair (real fancy- ponytail), Chris drove me to emerg, and the doctor walked in and said: "Whoa" when he saw my eyes.

He did a quick check, informed me that it was severe pink eye, in both eyes, DO NOT TOUCH! Gave me a prescription for some drops, went and paid for some drops, got Chris to start putting them in...

Now I just look like I haven't slept in a week, and during that week was exposed to all of my allergies, and went through a dust storm and insulated an entire basement without protective glasses- approximately.

My right eye is a little better, more white...

Gonna go, probably going to have a bath, or maybe watch a movie...

Blaine

New stuff

Me.
A Pic I Took.

I was bored when I was playing around and got the pix of me.

Got lots more to show, lots more to tell...

No time to show and tell right now though, trying to get my memory card to read, I want to show a few more pix.

Hopefully it will work soon, so I can upload some pix, and explain last nights adventure...

Moi.

Sunday, July 31, 2005

More new...

I am kind of on track so far with the moving thing!!! August will be BUSY!!!

Chris and I kind of went over the calendar breifly and scibbled down what we were doing when, and needed to keep track of, and it is half covered!!!

Plus, NEW LINK!!!!

http://blogginitfreestyle.blogspot.com Jarrod's blog. he started it today!!! Cool, huh!

I took the pix of him! It's funny, because he was so cranky when I started to do the real photographer thing, like going up to him and giving pose directions... But they turned out good.

I have always wondered what if? in regards to photography... But Jo (Sister) showed me how difficult it would be to survive!!!

Anyway!!!

Gotta get some sleep!

I will be posting mid- packing pic updates on the condition of our apartment. I think you will be impressed!!!

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Oh yeah...

Chair, you had asked how far away it is from Mom and Dad's?

They are in the North end, the house is in the South end. More for convenience. Also, There isn't much for jobs in the North, and Jarrod doesn't have a car, or ETS. We will miss the ETS.

It's on 52 ave behind the 7-11, about 4 blocks away from it. City ish blocks, not Cold Lake blocks. C.L. blocks it is... let me see...at least 6, maybe 8. If we went past the house by about three blocks, and took a left, we would be right near the City's Animal Shelter.

We are near a small creek... called Pine creek? I can't remember. I just remember the "Thin Ice" signs.

Here's a pic of the creek, and the park that is on the other side of it.



I think if you click on the pix, they get bigger...

gotta go, lots to do.

Blaine

It's Official!

I don't know why they were dangling the options back and forth in front of us like carrots, but they finally decided that we are going to Cold Lake, for sure. Chris's last day here is tonight, and then he is going to Cold Lake for a few days on Monday? tuesday? We don't even have it straight yet. He will then return, and we will pack, and we are moving on the 14th!!!

We are going to set everything up so that we have EVERYTHING ready, and we are going to move everything out, except final cleaning stuff, clean, do the inspection, drive to Cold Lake, and then stay over at Mom and Dad's. The next morning, we are going to get up super duper early and move everything in! Then there will be unpacking, and dishes!!!

Chris and I went for a drive around the neighborhood to pick up some packing material... As many free VUE, SEE, and DOSE as we could find!!! We did leave some for other patrons, and it was late at night, so the new editions will replace the few we left. Thank Someone for free newspapers.

Too bad Cold Lake only has the Regional! I will have to make a trip to Edmonton to get packing material next time I move!!!

Ooh, and a great way to keep your dishes clean so you don't have to handwash them (or waste water and soap in a dishwasher) is to use saved plastic bags, instead of newspaper, or before newspaper! I have LOTS!!! I was going to recycle them, until I figured out that the plastic would keep the ink from the newspapers from getting the glasses all gross.

Yay!
Mom is thinking about getting some hire-a-students, but I don't know if I would trust them. At all. And we will be busy and stressed enough, let alone babysitting. Jarrod won't even be here. He could easily scare the crap out of some hire-a-students. My Dad probably could, too!

No other news.

Things to do:
- Change of address form... $50?
- Pack.
- Find people to help us move our stuff out on Sunday, August 14th. Hint hint.
- Get mattress bags, since my mattress is already ripped from being moved, dragged, etc.
- Pack.
- Clean.
- Stop typing so I can pack.

Anyway, if anyone could possibly lend a hand on Sunday a.m., (we haven't yet figured out what time we will have the U-Haul here), please let me know...

Thanks! Blaine

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Going Home.

Wow!

I never would have believed that I would be back so quick.

We were thinking to move around the end of August or early September... But we will be out of here by August 15, and in the new place same time!!!
Here's a pic of the new place. Click on it for a larger view.




Most Cold Lakers will recognize it... And there is technically no address listed on it. But we figured it out by looking at the neighbor's addy. It is a beautiful house, renovated completely.

Upstairs is 3 bedrooms, one bathroom, smallish kitchen, living room, with two entrances. Downstairs has an "in-law" suite, with what could be a separate entrance, living room, bedroom, bathroom and kitchenette, but the landlord intends to remove the fridge and stove because they are ancient and do not work.

J. plans to abscond the basement, and Chris and I will live mostly upstairs.

There is also a 24' x 24' 2-car garage. And gravel driveway. No neighbors across or to the right of us. Only one house to our left, and we have been informed that it is a lovely quiet older couple.

We don't have to mow the lawn at all... And there is lots of trees, and we are near a small creek... you know, in case we wanted to catch frogs or something...

I plan to buy some rubbermaid containers and plant a garden in them, maybe not this year though...

Oh, and the best part... we don't have to sigh a contract lease!!! We can go month to month!!!

But I am tired now after having travelled to CL on friday for the day and now again today. Need sleep. Need to figure out who what where when and why...

And then some.

So much to do. No time!!!

Thursday, July 21, 2005

LOTS THAT IS NEW!!!

READ ME, READ ME, READ ME!!!!

Sooo... guess what?

Awhile ago, Chris was offered an opportunity that we passed up mostly because I felt I moved to Edmonton for a purpose and moving back so soon would defeat that purpose. In actuality, I have learned an awful lot, but the most I have done, is gain weight. And Stress. And Chris. But nonetheless, we turned it down.

Alas, Someone Somewhere is trying to hint at me. The offer was made again, a little more tempting this time. We are seriously considering it, and MAY BE MOVING BACK TO COLD LAKE FOR AWHILE!!!! (Awhile=? length of time???)

Chris and I plan to come down to Cold Lake this Friday, he wants to see the store, and I want to go there to be able to make my decision based on sound feelings and thoughts. I am sure Cold Lake has changed a lot since I moved to Edmonton, and cannot wait to visit.

I know I could not stay in Cold Lake forever, but it would be a nice break to go back until I am actually ready to go to school. I haven't gotten an inch closer since moving 300 km's closer!!!! If anything, further.

But, First things first, I need to talk to my Mom tomorrow morning... Before I go to work and not know whether we will be here much longer...

If we do take the offer, the soonest we will move is the END of August, maybe early September. J is going on a trip to the Ukraine Aug 4-19, so any earlier would be unreasonable, seeing as how he has been planning this for MONTHS!!!!

I intend to mass email everyone so that they can read this!!! Just so I can get some feedback from certain people!!!

Lots of Love guys,

Blaine

P.S. The Aunties in question below...

The post from July 12, I came very similar to my Aunty Mel, whose birthday is in the same month as mine, and we are very similar, or at least I think so, and I think she is a great person, and so I am proud to say I am like her!!!

The post from earlier today, I scored exactly (I guess) to my Aunty Chair who, when I was growing up was always, and remains, my role model. I always wanted to be like her, copied whatever I could, and learned lots from. Still do. Very proud to say I am like her, too! In my own, not copying her so much anymore type way...

Anyway, time for a late night mass email!!!

Holy Crapola! I am my Aunts!!!


You're Watership Down!

by Richard Adams

Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're
actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their
assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they
build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd
be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

I am going to try to add a picture.

Here is a picture from a wedding I went to this past weekend.






I do not know all of the bridesmaids and groomsmen's names, but the bride and groom are Mr. & Mrs. McCrea. A very sweet couple who have wonderful families! And a cute little dog named Milo, that I will have pix of L8R on another site...

Me... in a nutshell

Cultural Creative

88%

Romanticist

81%

Postmodernist

75%

Idealist

69%

Fundamentalist

50%

Materialist

44%

Existentialist

44%

Modernist

31%

What is Your World View? (updated)

Sunday, June 19, 2005

I Miss My Family...

HAPPY FATHER"S DAY DAD!!!!!!

I wish I could be there to give you a big hug, and cook breakfast, and help around the house so you do NOTHING today that we can do!!!

I am really homesick. Living in Edmonton is easy except that I am sooo (3 whole hours, I know it isn't that far!!!) far away from my family. I am used to seeing them all of the time, and it is hard to get used to the 'loneliness' that Edmonton so cheerily provides.

Dad, I do not know if you read this, but if you don't, I will be telling Mom to show this to you. I love you very much, and am very proud of you. Ask anyone of my friends and they will tell you that I deeply respect and admire you. Everything I do now is a direct result of your influence on me, whether it be from showing me or telling me, I have learned a LOT from you!!! I have adopted a lot of characteristics from you that I have seen over the years, and whenever someone tells me that I do a great job, or am mature and responsible, I tell them it is because of you. I am proud to say that I learned from you common sense, ethics and morals, determination, high expectations for myself, and a lot more!!!

Dad, I wish there was a way for me to repay you for everything you have done for me, because I am very grateful that you had patience and understanding, especially while I was a teenager. Your unconditional love did not go unnoticed, and I will forever be indebted to you and Mom for being such great parents.

Thank you, Dad, for being who you are, because you have helped to make me who I am, and I am glad for that.

I still learn a lot from you and Mom. Thank you for continuing to share your wisdom with me so that I can try to be a better person.

I love you. I thank the higher ups everyday for giving me such a great gift.

Always your little girl,

Blaine.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

It has been awhile

I know it has been a while since I have written, I just haven't had time lately!!!
Don't really have the time right now, but going to anyway...

I totally love my new job, and cannot wait until I reach the Floor, where all of the seasoned reps are...

Gotta get to bed, have been having problems sleeping. so need to try harder.

Hope to write more soon...

Monday, May 30, 2005

still going

going where? Well, good question. I haven't yet decided.

Probably because I have no time or money to go anywhere yet, but just you wait and see... soon, soon I will have more $$$ and will buy some much needed new clothes, and take some time off to spend up in C.L. :)

New job still going great.

I believe deeply in the powers of intuition. Also known as "Spidey-Sense", or as I like to call it, "Momsey-Sense", because I have previous experience... Trust me.

I also believe that you choose your path(s) before you come to Earth, and you choose what you want to experience, long before you enter the temporary body that houses your spirit. Thus, somewhere deep inside, you know what your paths are, and what options you have available. Life just has a way of making you forget all of that, somewhere in the learning to tie shoelaces, and numbers, and use manners. Deja vu, to me, is your spirit 'remembering' certain instances of the paths you've already chosen, and is a sign, to be used to reaffirm you are where you are supposed to be. The more I experience deja vu, the happier and calmer I become as a result.

And the point to this story: I have been experiencing deja vu at this new job more and more often. It hasn't been this strong a feeling since I moved to Edmonton.

And the moral of the story is: Listen to your gut. Trust yourself.

You really don't have to. It's just what I do.

And It Works.

Blaine.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Thanks Chair!!!

My aunty Chair gave me some advide about the format of my blog and the fact that my right side index thingy was way down at the bottom, and how to fix it, and it worked. It took me a whole 15 seconds... there was only one line causing the problem...

Off to Cold Lake we go...

Blaine

Thursday, May 19, 2005

It's been too long

People need to tell me if I haven't written in awhile... otherwise I forget...

Or I get too busy!!

Lately I have been going to bed as early as 9 p.m., to get up at 5 a.m. to go to work. Of course, I have been wanting to have naps every afternoon when I get home, at 4ish, and I never seem to get around to it...

I expect to be completely screwed up by Monday a.m. because I will have gone to CL and driven home late the night before, if everything goes according to plan... and so will be even more tired for my first day back...

I don't know if all of you Cold Laker's have noticed, but I sent to the Cold Lake Sun a letter to the editor. I felt the need to voice my opinion in regards to the public transportation's on again/off again service. It's online if anyone wants to read it. They screwed up how I wrote the first sentence though. You will understand when you read it.

So working at my new 'job' is great, so far, I have done 9 days of training, with 4 more weeks to go. And I get paid for every minute of it. Then, I get a raise when I 'graduate', and get to answer real live customer calls. Hopefully I won't get any off the fake dead ones...

Yeah...

So... I have a headache, anyone else? No? Just me? Well... okay then! Great! Mine is because of not enough sleep last few nights, especially last night, and I didn't take my vitamins the last two days.

It is amazing. I take a One a DAy Adult multi Vitamin, A crunchable vitamin C, a B 50 complex vitamin, and a Calcium vitamin.

I am out of shape, and so it is tough to do a lot of walking while carrying a 40 lb bag that has my binder, notes, lunch, etc, in it, but when I don't take my vitamins, I notice it INSTANTLY!!!! The reason I didn't take them was accidental, plus a bit of oops out of time... but I did it a few weeks ago, and SAME THING!!! So needless to say, I intend to take my vitamins tomorrow.

I am happy. Just because I am. I like life. yay. :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)) :) :) :) :) :) :)) ::) :) :) :) there's some double chins in there!!! and an alien one with four eyes!!!

I need to pay attention to what I am doing when I type.

So, I hope to soon have some pix uploaded onto my 'other' 'website' that hasn't been used in a long, long time...

But it seems like everytime I try to upload using the program that they have, it never works... maybe I will try with a brand new page...

I don't know.

Going to go, either have a bath, or read a book and try to nap... then I guess I will make that roast that is in the fridge...

Hope everyone has a great weekend....

Blaine

Friday, May 06, 2005

more new things...

I have cut back my already not very many hours from the green building to one shift per week.

But only because I got another job. The next 6 weeks, I will be training to do what my roommate does: inbound call centre customer service representative. a.k.a. I answer phones, and attempt to deal with angry Americans. This call centre is 'based' in Washington... so far as any customers need to know.

Yeah. So, that is about all that is new. Besides the huge name change by Chris's work soon, not much has been going on.

Oh, our place is finally cleaned up and pretty, and organized. But go figure, now I can't find anything...

For more details on the name change, please follow this link:

The Source By Circuit City

More details to follow. I know the inside scoop... hee hee.

I am tired, going to go to sleep now.

Monday, May 02, 2005

How Could You? by Jim Willis

A man in Grand Rapids, Michigan incredibly took out a US $7,000 full page ad in the paper to present the HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001 How Could You?


When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.

Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together.

I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too.

Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a prisoner of love. As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be.

I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have another career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets.

You've made the right decision for your family, but there was a time when I was your only family. I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear and hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know they will find a good home for her."

They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed, "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you and you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days.

As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I know your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek.

I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort her so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.

And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you.

I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

=====================================================

A Note from the Author: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American and Canadian animal shelters.

Anyone is welcome to distribute this essay for non-commercial purpose, as long as it is properly attributed with the copyright notice. Please use it to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards.

Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to your family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage all spay and neuter campaigns in order to prevent unwanted animals. Jim Willis

Friday, April 29, 2005

It's a Stick?

Here's a thing that was posted on both of my aunt's websites, and 'sent' to me:

- Total number of music files on your computer?

umm, I don't own a computer, but Chris says before he met me, there was probably 13,000 between his two, some copies, and now he figures maybe 20,000. He copies a lot of discs, and we download sometimes.

- The last CD you bought was?

Avril Lavigne's second one, about a year ago. Put it this way, I had long since memorized all of the songs before my family's vacation in June?July?

- What is the last song you listened to before reading this message?

"Elevator muzak" Or at least that is what I call it. That is what was playing at work while I was still there an hour ago.

- Name five songs that you often listen to or mean a lot to you.

Sorry, I can't do just five. So here's my top ?__? songs, in order of which I remember them.

1- "Bittersweet Symphony" by the Verve or The Verve Pipe - I don't know which, it goes by both names sometimes...? Because it brings out the passion in me for life, and all things in life.

2- "Iris" by Goo Goo Dolls. Because I love it. It is sad, but uplifting at the same time.

3- "The Reason" by Hoobastank, because it has the potential to make me cry and sing at the same time.

4- "Take On Me" by A-Ha, because it is the song that is connected to my earliest memory: My Father, sister and I were sitting in the waiting room of a hospital, and we were there to bring my brother home for the first time. Unfortunately, I cannot remember if my Mother came home that day too, or if she remained in the hospital. This song was playing on the radio. I figure that I only remember this so specifically because as I was growing up, the song was played hundreds, and I mean hundreds, of times, and I kept remembering the day in the hospital. I remember one of us girls commenting on how red he was. Probably my sister. She could probably talk more than me at that age. I would have been 2 years, 7 months and 5 days old on the day my brother was born. My sister was 5 years, 2 months and 17 days old. This is the kind of thing I like to figure out when I am bored...

5- "My Immortal" by Evanescance" because it is a great, soul stirring track.

6- "My Way" by Limp Bizkit. Because I always liked it, and a few years ago, my sister dubbed it my song in regards to my mother, because I was such a stubborn and rebellious teenager. (Mom, Dad, I love you and respect you so much for the way you raised me!!! I am sorry for the stress and worry, and probably grey hairs that I caused you. Please feel free to fill my (future) children with sugar before bringing them home to me as payback. I will understand.)

7- "Beautiful" by Christina Aguilara, because I love her voice, most of the time, and this song makes me feel how I think all women should feel about their appearance: proud and happy. (not to mention satisfied, too many of us are controlled by our ever present thoughts of how we are not good enough compared to (fill in the blank). I have to say that I hate that about us women.

8- "Until It Sleeps" by Metallica. Just cause I like it.

9-" The Unforgiven" by Metallica. Because it reminds me of certain periods in my past, back when everyone else told me, that I was doing something wrong, that I shouldn't have been with who I was. But I learned a lot, and I still care for that person a lot, but more for who he was than who he is now. I am sure that most of my family realizes to whom I am referring. And if he is reading, I am sure he also realizes it is he I speak of.

10- "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin. Who hasn't slow danced to this song? Seriously. I have loved it since I first heard it. And yet, I can honestly say, and write that I have never, EVER, done any illegal drugs. Typically, so I hear, this was a hit among drug users. I had good friends that did, and they were great about not pressuring me, and once I declined, actually going out of their way to ensure I was not exposed. Fot that, I am glad.

11- "Hurt You So Bad" by CrazyTown, because it reminds me of who I was at one point, and what I had done to other people. It makes me feel guilty, and almost ashamed, but not really at the same time, because I am now me The Way I Like Me. And I had to get here somehow.

12- "I Just Want You" by Ozzy Osbourne, because it is another that reminds me of my past, and it brings me down to earth a little bit.

13- "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica, because, DAMN they have some great songs. The three here are more ballads than rock songs. But they still rock.

14- "Love You To Death" by Type o Negative. See #'s 9,11,12,13 for explanation.

15- "Children" by Robert Miles, because it relaxes me.

16- "Lucky(in my life)" by Eiffel 65, because it's true, and I do 'thank you for this life', stolen from the song which is... now playing. I feel like I have been very lucky. Sure, I take a pill daily to keep from going all screwy, and I am a little overweight, and I have recently lost some people who were dear to me, and I don't have a job I love, and I live everyday knowing that I was the last person to touch Pookie alive, but I still have led a very happy, good life. I have my family, and they all have always supported me, and I cannot express in words how much I love them all, because even to try would make me cry, and is making me tear up right now. I have always had more than what I needed. On a side note, I have realized, thanks to the discussion I had with the lady that did a reiki treatment on me last month, that to continue to feel guilty about Pookie's death is only going to hold her back, that I need to let the guilt and with it, her, go. And it shocked me when she said that. But only because it is true. And I have let her go. I still miss her terribly, though. I will never again meet an animal that will teach me, and give me, so much. Besides Patches, who was a gift from Pookie.

17- "A Horse With No Name" by America. I grew up listening to this, and found it on CD, and love it still. Actually, any and all of my Father's records constitute one of my favorite songs. This is just one I can name. this song used to make us kids hyper, because we would dance around and sing along to it. It was fun. Great memories.

18- "I Will Remember You" by Sarah McLachlin (did I spell that right?) because it is such a great song. I would love to see her in concert.

19- "A Day Without Rain" by Enya, because I love this music too!!!

20- "The World I Know" by Collective Soul. It was a very passion inducing, and inspiring song, that makes me cry. There is a version of this song, where they took clips of WTC 911 calls, and commentary, and put it in there, and I have to stop what I am doing everytime I hear it. I have a copy of it, so...

I am going to stop there, because there's better things to do.

- Which 3 people are you going to pass this stick to and why?

... Are they supposed to have a website to post it on? The only people I know who have websites, have already done this... so... I guess I will send it to:
1- Chris, because I don't send him enough stuff.
2- My Mom, because she is an amazing woman and Mother.
3- Nicole, because she's a great friend, with an awesome daughter.

Wow, I wrote a lot.

Life is good.

I am considering quitting my job, because I am sick of the way I am treated sometimes, and the atmosphere is not the best.

First of all the temperature makes it so that I have basically been sick since I started working there, even though I take (daily) a Women's One a Day Multi-Vitamin, B-50 Complex Vitamin, Calcium, and a Vitamin C or two. I basically work in a fridge. Seriously. 4 hours out of my 7 hour shift is spent in the cooler, setting up 5 pallets to be sent to other stores. This means I put packaged cut meat in trays, and stack the trays on pallets, and if I have time to, i label and wrap them, which is a very dizzying job. I know that isn't a word, but seriously, let';s see you wrap 5 pallets with a roll of thick saran wrap, and still walk straight and feel fine. Oh, and it's cold where you do this...

Second of all, some of the people are REALLY NEGATIVE, like a lot.

Third, I feel like no one there likes me. They are just so 'clique-y' that I feel like I am working in Middle-age-meets-high-school-hell.

Plus, it is only technically part time, 28 hours a week. 7 hour shifts, 4 times a week. I like the extra days off, until bills show up.

I am going for an assessment on monday to apply to work for an inbound call centre that provides customer service for two cellular companies in the United States. Technically, the call centre reps live in Washington D.C., or that's what they tell customers.

Because it is unionized, I may keep my present job, but with even less hours.

I haven't done my taxes yet and they are due by tomorrow. I will do them before bed tonight: I have Quicktax. Helps a lot!!! Also have to clean my apartement. Going to go do that now, I think.

Going to go now. Have to get my stuff done.

Wow, I sure do go on, this is 4 pages in Microsoft word. That's how I make sure I never lose another blog entry in the midst of typing it!!!

Friday, April 22, 2005

It is so hard

to get motivated, stay motivated, and then be happy with the big mess that is a partially finished organised house...

I was very motivated, but apparently life didn't seem to notice, or care, that I wanted to get it all done.

On the first of my two days off, Life threw at me The Challenges of Chris's Job. Also known as more b.s. for him to deal with. Whilst getting ready to do some running around, he got a phone call from another manager saying he needed his help to round up a bunch of portable dvd players from all of the other store within the city (and Sherwood Park), for a big sale that needed the product by that evening.

To be exactish, it was 44 portable dvd players, a $10700.00 sale.

Chris being Chris, and his job being what it is, he was forced to oblige, and so we went all over the East side, picking up handfuls of them. We then delivered them to the place where the customer was waiting, at an ad agency that had a client that was going to give them out as safety awards!!!

Remind me to find out if my company does that. And if not, maybe find out which company paid for these...

ANY way, we then had a bunch of running around to do, for my dead car... Got it towed, and the tow truck driver, who was an ex-mechanic, checked it out a little bit, and said he thought the engine was seized. He figured it would be a waste of money to bring it to Cnanadian Tire, but seeing as how it wasn't our decision anymore, we did it anyway.

CT said the same thing: seized. So we then got estimates for used, and rebuilt motors, and labour, and let Chris's Dad know, and he decided to go with the used motor, only 110 km.

I am glad that the car will be useful to someone now. I was going to sell it or junk it soon anyway.

I just hope after all of this that it will pass inspection in Saskatchewan.

Back to my original thought: I was destracted by a lot of little things from getting my place cleaned the first of my two days off, and the second was better, but not great.

I got a lot of stuff done, and sorted a lot, but still have to find time to 'finesse' the place up. Get rid of recyclable stuff (It's so great to live near a recycling center, if you can call a row of dumpsters that.), pack away more stuff to be stored, pack up more stuff to be given away, find room to store temporarily all of the stuff I can't throw out.

And I have amountain of laundry to finish putting away!!!

TOO. MUCH. CAN'T SLEEP!

ARGGGH!!!

:) just kidding, it's not that bad, I just get frustrated easily with some things: cleaning house, laundry, exercise, weight management...


So I am very VERY undecided about how I feel about, and whether or not I like my new job.

OOh, sirens. I wonder where the fire, or accident is?

I don't hear those nightly, no, not at all...

It's actually worse than downtown here for sirens, but we live only three blocks from the police station, and very close to major routes, and intersections, so I can't say I am overly shocked.

OH CRAP!!!

I just realized I haven't done my taxes yet. Oopsy.

Need to get list of prescriptions from SDM, so I can figure out how much more the government owes me...

Gonna go now, need to get some sleep for my early shift tomorrow, after which I will be helping Chris with his inventory... 1,2,3,4. 4 of those... 1,2. 2 of those... It'll be great!

I like counting. I am one of the few people who look forward to inventory...

Yes, yes, I am weird, thanks for noticing...

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

The good the bad and the messy...

The good was the bbq'd pork sirloin chops we had for dinner last night... my mouth is watering just thinking about them...

The bad, was my day today. The cleaner called in sick today, so on top of all of my other duties tonight, I had to do a large portion of a job that isn't mine... including washing, rinsing, sanitising and stacking 200 yellow bins that the meat cutters put all of the meat in for the wrappers to wrap.

It stunk, literally. I have a new respect for the guys who do the cleaning. AND I think I will refuse to ever do it again, on top of everything else.

The messy is my apartment, which still has boxes all over, and I need to finish unpacking. Thank goodness I have the next two days off!!! I swear, to myself, that I will get it done by friday morning.

I am feeling very motivated, and optimistic about gettting my place clean, so hopefully I willl wake up feeeling the same way.

I went and saw the Hostage with Chris a few nights ago, OH MY GOD!!!! SUCH A GREAT MOVIE!!! IF YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT GOING TO SEE IT, IT IS SO WORTH IT!!!
I don't think I have seen such a great movie, in a long time!!!

And I watched the movie CLoser the other day, with Jarrod, the movie with Julia Roberts... what a screwed up movie... I need to watch it again to understand exactly what the hell the plot is supposed to be....

And I am supposed to watch Ocean's 12 soon, so I will let people know how it was afterwards... Chris rents too many movies.

Gotta go.

Hey mom if you read this, can I have your recipes for beef barley soup, and ham soup (the one with cabbage)

I have a LOT of leftovers, and I froze a lot of stuff, and need to make some room in the freezer so I can actually make ice cubes.... How pathetic is that!!!

Ooh, and also your banana bread recipe, mine haven't been turning out all that great, so I was wondering if I am missing something...

Life is good.

Blaine

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

I have been informed

That I haven't updated here since my first day at my new job...

So here's what is new with me.

I recently went down to Cold Lake, in preparation for going to St. Paul on last Sunday for my (step) grandfather's funeral. He passed away last week, after a long battle with heart problems, diabetes, and most recently discovered, cancer. He was in a lot of pain because of the cancer, and they allowed him to have as much morphine as he wanted. I guess he was in and out of consciousness, I don't really know, I never got to visit him to say goodbye.

I was thinking about him a lot on his last day, while my sister visited him. I think his spirit knew I was thinking about him, and I feel like I was able to say that I loved him, and goodbye, because I felt so... what word works here... um, spiritually connected... all day. I was so not paying attention to what I was doing at work that day, that I smashed my hand between one of the meat carts, full of meat, and a stack of trays. It only brought me back briefly enough to look at the blue welt, and then forget about it.

So I do feel like I was able to say goodbye to him, even though not in person. And I am glad that he didn't suffer anymore.

I am also very glad that my sister told him the things she did. Apparently when she entered his hospital room, he basically said that he could tell he was dying because she had come to visit. She told him, whenever he was ready to go. That he didn't have to wait for us all to visit, that we would understand. That we loved him.

I am glad he didn't try to hold out any longer.

It didn't really hit me until at his funeral, my Aunt went up to say her Eulogy, one of several that were said. Everyone else told stories of John's youth, and we didn't know him then, but it was good to hear. Chair said more about his generosity, and personality, from when we knew him, and it made me start bawling, pretty much, because it finally clicked in.

I found that it was amazing that pretty much no one on our side of the room during the ceremony was really crying until Charity read her eulogy, and broke down herself. That pretty much finished us all off, and I could see tears in all of teh family's eyes.

After we brought out the Urn with his ashes in it out to the car, most everyone went back inside, and I kind of stood there crying, and my sister and I hugged my Grandma, and, I started to cry more.

I think John's 'other' family found it weird that we put nibs (the long strings of them) into his grave, along with the checker board, and other things that belonged to him. Everytime we went out to visit them, John had a stash of the nibs, and would bring them out for us to eat, and so they were a way of remembering him.

Man, if I had had the amount of money needed to buy it, I would have bought his and my Grandmother's old place off of them. It was so beautiful, I don't know how many acres, but it was so so georgeous, the paths, and the 'lake' that was usually muddy, but was still full of wildlife. The gardens out there were huge, and I think I wouldn't have been able to find the time, energy, or talent to keep them up.

But I still would have liked to be able to get up every morning a go for a walk on those paths. Back when Pookie was alive, she loved it, and taught her babe, Patches to love it too. Unfortunately, no one has the time to take Patches out for good long runs, and I wish I lived closer, because I would...

I have even thought of offerring to Mom And Dad to take him for a week every now and again, so I can take him out for good long walks here in Edmonton, but I don't know how he would react to being left here... especially alone while we're at work. We pretty much work different shifts, so I think there would be someone home always when he would be here, but I still don't hink my parents can live without him at home. It would be too weird for that house to not have a dog.

On another note, I saw my friends Jim and Nicole on Saturday night! First time I have seen Nicole since she was in Edmonton, and Jim, since I worked with him on his last day at the Pub...

I cried a little bit...

I will admit it.

I missed them.

Man, I would quit my job in a flash if they moved to Edmonton, and wanted to start a catering company with me, or a restaurant.

I can guarantee without a shadow of a doubt, if Jim came to Edmonton to work, and offerred me a job, it would be really hard to refuse... and I don't know if I could.

And then I would go to Cold Lake, kidnap Nicole and her daughter, and bring them up here and force her to work with us!!! Just kidding, but it's nice to dream.

Going to go now, have to keep unpacking... my house is a mess.

I am glad you are at peace, John Harris. We will always remember you. Stash some Nibs up there for when we eventually come to see you.

(I know it's a little morbid, and I don't care).

Always, Blaine.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

new is good.

My back is sore.

My feet hurt.

My hands smell like antibacterial soap.

My nails are cracked and dry from the powder covered gloves that I wear throughout my entire shift, and change frequently.

My schedule is screwed up, because I get up at 6 a.m. and am home by 2:30.

Everynight feels like a day off.
It's cool.

I am actually WORKING!!!! Not standing around and 'housecleaning.'

I missed actually working, feeling it in my muscles, the next day ache.

It's great. I am very happy.

There are, of course, downsides, like only working 7 hour shifts, and only 4 shifts a week.

However, I am now unionized, and could be called in on any of my days off, but I think I want to get a second job, maybe at Timmy's... I hear they get free coffee... I don't know.

because of the union thing, I can only change my availability twice a year, but I am not sure if it is anytime, or at certain times in the year that it will just come up... ... but I like my new job.

And am happier by the day that I no longer work for the evil RS. I still need to finish unpacking... It's so hard, because of the limited room in here, separating things is real tough.

Plus, it would be good to be able to pile up all of the garbage and then bring it all down at once, but there isn't really room to do it.

And it is so demotivating to move everything all the way down the hallway, and out the front to the dumpster. It's almost a 10 minute trip. For garbage. Yeah.

Gonna go now, talk to you all later...

Moi.

Sunday, March 27, 2005

it just occurred to me

I don't even know my own blog addy...

This is just me finding out.

I will write l8r.

moi.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

New things

Well, I am starting a new job soon,

Yay!!!

No longer a RS employee!!! Going to be working in the meat department in a big green building right behind my house! Not going to mention names of places, just cause.

I thought one thing was funny about my getting this new job... One of the radio stations in Edmonton has a contest where they will phone random people who are registered in the phone book, or register on their website, and you win money and prizes if you answer your phone "I listen to Joe". You can also win simply by putting "I listen to Joe" before or in place of your typical greeting. Well, we have caller id, and I decided to register my phone numbers online, and we now just let the machine get it if we don't know the number.

And it is even cooler that if someone goofs and answers "hi" the $1000 cash and $1000 in prizes gets added to the pot for the next day!!! There have been winners that got $14,000 in combined cash and prizes... So hopefully luck will be on my side, and maybe they will call when no one is home.

Oh yeah, the funny part! Duh. (Blonde Moment) My new bosses name is Joe, and he left a message on my machine, so I know he heard the phrase. He didn't mention it, but I plan to mention it, and he's a nice guy, so I am sure it will be a big joke.

Gonna go now.

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Don't want to be a lifer

I have toyed with the idea of quitting my job, and even went so far as to tender my resignation.

However, the lack of any other potential employers calling for an interview has made me decide to retract my resignation, and at least remain until I have another job.

Hopefully we will get our damage deposit back from the other place soon. Supposed to be ten days.

We gave up possession on the 27th (a Sunday) So hopefully by no later than tuesday we will receive a cheque.

I need to find a new shopper's drug mart. Or another place to pick up prescriptions...

Thanks to Mom for coming to get me to go to Cold Lake last week. I had fun, and feel much better now.

Gotta go now, I am at work, so maybe I should find something to do...

It's surprisingly dead in here for a Sunday. They are usually the busiest day of the week.

Have a great week everyone, and try not to blow away! This wind is crazy!!!

Moi

Saturday, March 05, 2005

I realized something...

With Chris's help.

We were discussing my family's tendancy to call me, concerned as a result of my talking about Pookie, or even just random comments about whatever...

We were mostly discussing the tone of my weblog, and Chris said it sounds pretty 'blah' most of the time. He said that other people may be taking my random thoughts as my being unhappy with something all of the time. (Which I am not, I am usually in a pretty good mood.)

I just wanted to let everyone know that I am fine, and I do appreciate that you call, concerned, and talk to me.

I love you guys a LOT!

And, just for informative purposes, I have a very strong amount of support, whether it be emotional, spiritual, physical, mental, etc. Chris and Jarrod are great that way, they live with me and are there if I ever need them.

Neither will let me get away with walking away from a problem, and usually make me more angry in the process of discovering the true problem. But it makes me appreciate them even more in the end.

So, basically thank you to everyone for caring enough about me to be concerned!

Lots of love and positive thoughts.

Me.

Friday, March 04, 2005

I feel sick

just thinking about next thursday. It will be one year since Pookie was struck and killed...

I can't even say much more than that right now.

...

Oops it broke...

Sorry Mom, I wish I could give you that beautiful glass dish. The one with the thin sides and heavy bottom.

Chris broke it.

It was on the counter and he accidentally tapped it with something else, and the rim now has a small 1/2 inch crack/dent, and it doesn't look very nice any more.

It's also already been thrown out.

Sorry, again.

I should have just given it to you when you first said you wanted it. I haven't used it since I put mud pie into it.

And I am going to look into doing some detox. HOWEVER, I have to be careful, because of the meds I am on, it coud really screw me up for a few days. That's why Dr. Godel told me it wouldn't be a very good idea... Not necessarily bad, but not good either...

Going to write more later.

Me.

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Time for a change

Well, I loved the old format, but I felt it was time for a change.

Still not really making a dent in the unpacking...

I haven't even really done much, it was mostly Chris, and because of his motivation that I felt a surge of energy and decided to start on the kitchen. It will still probably be 2 months before I am happy with it all, because I usually change things around several times before I like it.

I can't really remember what all I was writing about last time, when the post disappeared on my screen.


Besides thanking everyone who helped!!!

Muchos Gracias, Amigos!

I don't know if that was spelled right or not.

Yeah, so here's my 'new' thank you list, that I had not originally intended to have to rewrite:

Mom: Thank you for coming up and staying for three days, you really helped get things moving, no pun intended. If you hadn't come up, we wouldn't have been ready. At all. And thank you for helping to organize everything.

Dad: Thank you for taking a day off and dragging Willy up here, and for hauling your old couch/my new couch. Love it! I really appreciate all of your hard work, and I promise that there will be lots less next time, and next time will be A LONG TIME FROM NOW!!!!

Willy: Thank you for taking a day off to come up, even if you were complaining an awful lot, I do appreciate it, and swear I will help you move, whenever and however many times you do.

Charity: Thanks for bringing over your spudling! She really helped me to calm down while I was putting together that shelf, which, by the way, I will probably not recommend to anyone, ever. Too much headache. And thank you for letting my Mummy stay with you while she was down! Made it easier to make a mess of my house not having to worry about where she was going to sleep.

Jason: Thanks also for bringing the spud! And for all of your hard work! I really do appreciate that you came over even after you had already worked a full day!

Mr. & Mrs. Bennett: Thank you for coming up to help us clean up the old place! Thanks to your help, we will probably get 90-95% back! (That was his estimate after the inspection!) I really appreciate your taking the time, and renting the carpet cleaner (and operating it- I sure as heck don't know how!).

So, again, everybody, thank you, very much! Chris, Jarrod and I each owe you one. (Or two.)

You are all welcome to come visit anytime, and I will be sure to mass email everyone when my house is fit for company...

Also, just so everyone knows, I am going to be getting rid of some kitchen stuff, including the following:

1-glass bowls
2-small glass dishes
3-funky designed plate-bowls
4-funky 8 sided black bowls
5-a bigger flower glass bowl
6-2 piece gravy boat
7-small knot pattern candy dish
8-small plain candy dish
9-2 triangle tupperware containers
10-5 big heavy dinner plates-stoneware- brown paint around rim
11-4 big not-so-heavy dinner plates- brown paint and flower pattern
12-1 dinner plate-matches #3
13-small wine glasses- set of 7-
14-set of glasses, comes with 6 small, and 7 large- with rounded "ribbed" pattern on the inside.
15- set of 4 mugs- marble pattern, large and heavy, two white/grey marbling, one green/grey marbling, one dark grey/grey marbling

I have taken pictures of each of these, and intend to find a way to display them. I also will give first dibs to my brother, as he will eventually need his own stuff...

So contact em if you want to see pix, in the meantime I will find a way to put them online, maybe at geocities...

I'll let you know.

Me


Monday, February 28, 2005

In a new home...

Damn it!!!! Now I am sick, and angry.

I just wrote a really long post, thanking everyone who helped me move, and telling everyone about my stupid car that doesn't want to fix, and random other crap, and go figure I lose the entire thing.

I just spent like an hour writing it.

I will rewrite it later, too upset to right now.

Stupid notebook computer. So angry right now.

moi.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

It's been too long...

Wow, it has been two weeks. Sorry, to any and all that read. I guess I have lot to make up for...

Let's start at the beginning.

1- Supposed to be moving within a few weeks here, and have found a place... Here's how this story goes.

We decided we liked the townhouses that are right next to my work, and so we applied for a 3 bedroom, as we were told we would have 3 or 4 from which we could choose our favorite. This was one of those companies where you have to give a deposit as you submit your application, and so we, rather, Chris, forked over $600.00. We were told we could have the $600.00 refunded if we chose not to move ther. We waited a week afterwards, and were told we were approved. We arranged everything and gave our notice to our present Landlords.

A week after we were approved, we were informed that there were no three bedrooms available, and that we would have to move into a two bedroom if we wanted a suite for March 1st. We were informed that we could transfer to a three bedroom when one became available, which could be as soon as April 1st, but was not for sure.

We, feeling like we had no choice because we had already given notice, felt like we had no other options (didn't want to stay downtown, too expensive for commuting).

Then, a few days ago, we went and looked at a 2 bedroom suite in another building. It is an apartment, not a townhouse, so it is much more secure, includes TONS MORE (I did a pros and cons list... trust me, there was barely any reason to move into the townhouse... too much extra cost, and stress dealing with these people, as you will read.).

Anyway, we were approved the same day, and the damage deposit hasn't even been given to them yet... Totally opposite end of the spectrum when we compared them...

So, we contacted the landlord of the Townhouses, and said that we 'were unable to move at this time because of financial issues', and they have now decided to tell us that we cannot have the money back unless we move in, stay for awhile and then leave, where they will take a chunk out of it anyway for cleaning and/or whatever.

I voted for the option of moving into the townhouse for a month, and giving notice on the first day to move out, thereby getting our security deposit back, and moving into the place we really want.

I like to think of it as manipulating the system...

But Chris, and he slowly but surely convinced Jarrod, and then me, to just tell them that we will get our money back, and go to the other place, the one we want, and fight with these people.

I would have had no big problem moving twice, but everyone else was against me...

Gonna have to go now, will conclude later...

Basically moving on the 23rd and 24th, mostly the 24th, and Anybody who is off and bored and feels like helping is more than welcome...

Gotta go, I will add more later.

Me.

Sunday, January 30, 2005

Sitting around...

Today, I called in to work because I haven't been feeling well.

As a result of this miserable feeling, I ended up sleeping until 3 fricking p.m. I felt so bad about it, that I cleaned the kitchen, marinated the roast I had pulled out, and also thawed some bacon, maybe to have for supper tonite...

Je ne sais pas...

I mean, I don't know...

I have an overwhelming feeling to do the housewife thing. I want to stay home and clean, and cook, and then clean up the mess I made by cooking...

And then maybe babysit Chair's adoralicious baby, now available for viewing on her website.

I am not entirely sure what to do now...

I also think I want to go to school to become a teacher, and am trying to concentrate on not feeling nervous about it...

This is so stupid, I am 21 and not sure what I want to do, and scared to make any kind of decision. I feel that it is stupid, but have just been told that it isn't.

We are moving to a townhouse up in Clareview, NE Edmonton... there is LOTS of places to go for jobs, and random other schtuff...

As if that wasn't enough of a hint, I am going to be actively looking for another job.

Just can't make it with what I am making presently.

Oh, yeah. My 1990 Ford Tempo... STILL DEAD. We haven't been able to get it started, and Chris has spent many many hours trying. LOTS. To the point that I feel bad... And I want to kick the car. Again. I mean, I didn't kick it in frustration already, what are you talking about?

I still haven't had it towed, nor have I found a place I want to bring it to.

I have been taking the LRT to work, and sometimes Chris comes to pick me up.
The only part that sucks is the walk from work to the LRT station. It will be fine when it is warmer, but lately the wind is very, very cold. It cuts right through whatever I wear! I blame the open fields nearby, and lack of big tall buildings like I have become used to, living downtown where at night, I can't even see the top of nearby buildings as a result of the fog from the river!

It is beautiful. I love the river, and that will be the main thing I am going to miss. Especially in the spring. Go figure that is when we are moving. Oh, well. I can take the LRT down to visit it, I guess...

And I kind of feel bad that we are moving VERY NE from Central, when Chris just got promoted to a position based in VERY SE. We tested the drive, it is 26 kilometers, and almost 30 minutes, on a highway. He is going to have quite the commute. Twice a day.

I wish life was simpler. I think that is why I am reluctant to care about getting my car fixed. And I told my Mom to sell my other car, 2003 Cavalier. I love that car, it was my baby. And I REALLY did not want to let anyone else drive it, even my family, let alone sell it. But I have made a decision that I need to get rid of it to be able to go to school. I also need to decide to look at the calendars for the diferent schools, and maybe even ask my cousin Craig if I can follow him around for a day. I will feel really dumb doing it, but I have to suck it up. It would be a lot of fun, and I am sure that I will learn a lot...

Lots to think about.

I am going to go buy bread, and some veggies and potatoes, so I can make some good suppers around here.

I almost wish I was rich. But not really.

I was about to write that I wish I was better with money, but instead of that, I am going to consciously decide to just be better. I am going to put more money on my bills, and pack lunches, and also to buy and eat more frut and veggies, and less pop and McD.

I hope I will stay inspired long enough to remember this. I usually re-read my posts a few days later, so I probably will.

Hope everyone else out there had a great weekend.

Love, me.

Monday, January 17, 2005

My car has died.

I think it is as official as it can get now.

I have been trying to start my car since thursday evening when I went out to start it and it wouldn't turn over. Since that night, Chris has spent several hours trying to help me, including spending his entire Sunday fiddling around, trying to boost it, taking the battery out to warm up in the store, bringing it back out and hooking it up to the charger thing that we had out there, that I bought especially to try with this darn thing... It is a combination charger/booster, and it didn't work. I then took the LRT today to go out and try it again now that it is warm, and nothing... The battery seems to b fine, just the engine won't go. I wish I had some mechanic friends... I don't know what is wrong with it, and I am tempted to just say screw it, and ask my Mom to arrange to get my Cavalier to the city, and I will take it back instead.

I really want my Cavalier back anyway, maybe this is a sign.

I just don't understand why it refuses to turn over. It has been plugged in for two days straight, until of course my 'sometimes jerk of a boss' unplugged it today to hook up the new open sign, which he could have just gotten another plug thing for it... This was a few hours before I came down to the store... But it was so warm today that it shouldn't have mattered.

Yeah, so now, after spending too much time in the last week trying to get my damn car to work, and having Chris come out when he is already stressed out beyond stressed... I am in a pretty bad mood. I have been clenching my teeth all day, and now have a headache. I am going to go have a long hot bath, and read the Sylvia Browne book Mommy gave me for Christmas... which I totally cannot wait to finish! And then use the cool bookmark I also got in whatever I read next. I usually use a piece of tissue, so this will be a nice change!

So, Mom, if you are reading this, what are the chances of my being able to get my Cavalier back???

I will call to discuss!

Sigh. Time to destress.

C U L8R.

Thinking about my Boo...

For those who are unaware, Boo is the nickname I have for the dog I used to have. She passed away last March, struck by a truck. Unintentional rhyme, BTW.

Pookie, her name, was an awesome dog, friend...

She had a beautiful Soul.

I was just reading on my old website about her, and some other stuff...

http://geocities.com/blaine_b2003.com

Yeah. It doesn't feel like it, but I have lived in Edmonton for almost 6 months now!

We finally got our crap together and applied for the townhouse up NE. We hope to move in March 1st, or if they have an extra week to move in, that would also be great...

And, I am getting better at, and feeling more confident at work. Lots to learn, with 12000+ products, each slightly different than the last, and different prices, and specifiations...

Of course, it takes all kinds of customers to come in, and ask for all of these different things... Some know what they want, some have a very vague idea. I like the ones that need me to search and ask questions, and are patient enough to allow me to do it. That way it is something new, and I can learn!

Chris got promoted, AGAIN!!! Back in September, he moved to a larger store than that he previously ran, and by February, he will have an even larger one! He is an awesome Manager, and it is thanks to him that I have learned so much. It helps to have someone on the inside...


I have an incredible urge to go get Reiki, or acupuncture, acepressure, reflexology, or a reading of some sort done...

I feel like there is something that someone out there wants me to know. It is just outside of my grasp, and I don't know how to get it.

I don't think this makes very much sense, and considering the time, I am not surprised, but meh...

Going to go to sleep now...

Love, from E-town, where the LRT is still doing circles...

Me.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

A long day...

Too long.

I am feeling kind of super ucky.

I am using the heating pad Mommy and Daddy got me for Christmas, (Thanks, It will be used lots!!!), and trying to stop grinding my teeth. Stressed out. Lots to do at work, and certain people don't do their job, because they are part time, and seem to have been raised into believing that women do all of the cleaning, and whatever else. This person also thinks they are above maintaining the store, like putting out product, and sales tags, and price tags...

Sigh.

Going to go have a bath now.

Me.

Monday, January 10, 2005

My boss is a poo poo head.

I am at work, and my ribs hurt from coughing, and sneezing, and trying to breathe.

My boss won't let me go home...

Maybe if I actually asked, he might let me go... I hope so. I just want to crawl into bed and sleep tonite, but not after taking my athsma thing, some echinacea, and some tylenol.

so much for not whining huh?

insert pause so bossman can read and object to the title...

my boss just said no. I refer to the title of this blog for the reason.

now he's trying to argue, saying he's only a half poo poo head.

Even the owner of the Extreme Pita said I should go home. She's nicer. And prettier, but I suppose my boss shouldn't be pretty...

I should make my boss sick, then tell him he has to come in...

Normally I would write about work on here, but this bossman doesn't really care what I say about him, including this. Besides, he knows I am joking.

Except for the being sick thing.

I want to go home, but he says I can't because then the guy who is coming in at 5.30 will be alone from 6.30 to 9.00.

Boo hoo, more sales for him.

Not like I get any at night anyway.

Blah.

Sunday, January 09, 2005

I am presently watching a news report on the stories from the tsunami that recently destroyed large parts of Asia, and drastically altered many many lives. There are so many that were killed as a result of the massive waves, I am not sure how to feel about it.

Of course I pray for the families that are affected, and the survivors that are at risk for so many more problems, like disease, malnutrition, infection, lack of medical treatment.

It really has put my whining about my cold onto a back burner.

It's amazing to watch the news about all of the other weird weather going on. Am I the only one who thinks that it is like a domino effect? There are parts of Europe that are flooded, without power, so far 15 people dead. Could this not be a side affect of the massive tidal wave that has destroyed parts of the world? There is weird weather in Canada and the U.S. Again, without reason. I see a link. Every time there is a huge meteorlogical (spelling?) 'event', I can't help but think that the worldly aftermath is as a result.

There's flash flood warnis all over America. Last week there was horribly unexpected snow storms. People were dying in California, I think it was, where in one day they got like 9 feet of snow!!! That is insane. There is a new winter weather warning in Northern California. They are using an old Howitzer to avoid fatal avalanches!

England has flooding. There is Avalanches in Utah. Flooding in the US, the OHIO River.
Ice storm in NC Indiana.

If you tally up the lives that were lost in the time since the Day of the Tsunami, all over the world, I believe they are all connected. The rest of the world will be a large number alone, but the loss in Southern Asia alone is devastating. Add them together, and it is something they should consider.

When huge oceanic plates shift, causing a tsunami, is there really any wonder that it could cause world wide havoc...?

This is my random ramblings for today.

I am a little out of it today, so this post may not have had any real 'flow'. But that's okay. The Echinacea should help. I have a really bad cold, have had a sore throat, cough, aches, head ache, congestion, sniffles, sneezes...

It's a combination Chest and Head cold. It really sucks.

So this is why I won't be visiting my Aunt, Uncle and tiny little cousin, until I am 100% better.

I am going to go now though, and go visit Chris at work. He got called in because someone else didn't show up, again.

I think I will go find some Chicken Noodle soup while I am down there. The mall has some really good little restaurants, but I won't go to the Polka Cafe. I have heard that they discriminate against ethnic, and especially Native, People. I don't want to support that kind of thing, so I will avoid it altogether.

I may not look it, but I am part Native, French and Dutch. I am proud to be, and do not put up with that crap.

I just typically don't put up with crap, period. Espescially from people who treat other people like dirt.

Warning, I am a bit of a feminist. I like to think of myself as independant, strong, confident, and tend to intimidate. I find it funny if guys are a bit afraid of me. I strive to correct that if I notice it is like that, I would rather be approachable, a friend to these people...

But I will not put up with guys who are chauvinistic. I can do almost everything a guy can do, save for nature's restrictions, including my height, amongst other things. But guys can't do a lot of things women can. Although I wonder if they would want to .

Going to go now... tired and stuffed up and stuff to do...

I wonder if anyone actually reads this???

Monday, January 03, 2005

Good to be home...

...And then go home.

I was with my family from friday the 31st, to the morning of the 2nd. Since last year, you could say, hee hee...

I got to hang out with Patches, and go see Pookie's grave. It is so peaceful out there, I can't wait for summer to go visit for longer. It was too cold to stay for longer than 20 minutes, and I decided not to bring Patches, though he would have loved the walk, because the snow would have been deep enough, and it was cold enough, that even wrapped up in his sweater, he would have frozen his cute little paws in no time. Not to mention his other parts that I am sure he considers very important as well.

I had a great time in C. L., and relaxed a LOT!!!

Thank you, Mom, Dad, Sister, and Brother! I needed it. I didn't get to see much of my sister though, because she had to go back to work, and she works late shifts, and more than one job, so basically I haven't seen her this year. I had a lot of fun on New Year's Eve, though. Mom and Dad must have spent a lot of money on everything, because there was cheese and ham sausage, pepperoni, lots of fresh fruit, with a fruit dip, vegetables, beer, Dad's homemade wine, Champagne for midnight, and who could forget the fondue. We didn't, and don't really do the traditional cheese or chocolate. We fill the fondue pots with oil, and deepfry raw chicken, beef and pork. We also had cooked turkey, which we then battered in Dad's homemade batter, and cooked into childhood memory inducing Turkey Nuggets. Still just as good as when we were little. That was always my favorite part of any turkey leftovers. They still don't compare to Turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, veggies, buns... oh, I am getting hungry.

Yeah, so needless to say, I ate A LOT!!!

I also helped myself to the Pot of Gold Chocolates that were laying around, and the other assorted junk food, and also probably needless to say, I feel like I have probably gained about 10 to 15 pounds, and I don't really care.

To me, the holidays are about spending time with my family and loved ones, and that is what I did. We hung out and talked and watched most of the first season of Corner Gas, a show that 'makes fun of Saskatchewan'. I feel it makes fun of Alberta too, and in a good way. I have noticed that most Saskatchewanites actually thoroughly enjoy the show, and have a great sense of humor, like Brent, from the show.

The trip home, well, I wish I could say it was uneventful. Jarrod's Parent's asked him to stay behind, and they would send him home on the bus later, and so he did. I think that as a result of this, and other contributing factors (leaving Cold Lake again, going back to Edmonton), I had an anxiety attack.

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL READERS. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU.
I started to get nervous at Jarrod's house, where we stopped to say goodbye, and I felt ill. After using the washroom, I decided it was definitely time to go, and because we hadn't yet eaten, we decided to stop and grab something on the way out.

I got a Chicken Noodle soup from Tim Horton's. Chris got some of those disgusting McGriddle things from McD's. We parked briefly to begin eating, until I decided that if we sat there any longer, (we had barely sat for 30 seconds) I was going to be sick, so we started to drive. I was tired, and continued to doze a few times, each time awaking feeling ill.

I hadn't yet eaten my soup, because I felt like it wouldn't stay down. That was a good thing, because I awoke, felt really warm, took off my jacket, and asked Chris to pull over. As he was slowing down, I begin to be ill, and thankfully it was only the milk I had before I left C.L. and acid, which really hurts, by the way.

The kind of weird thing, was I had a drink of water after, and it tasted very sweet. Kinda gross actually.

After continuing another few km's, we stopped to finish breaky, and I finally ate most of my soup. It really helped.

At Smokey Lake, I had a Del Monte Frozen Fruit bar. They are so good. Kind of expensive, but so worth it. They are always my 'Road-Trip-Treat'. I always get them from The Smoky Lake Shell, where we always stop.

We have tried to stop at the Fas Gas a few times, but they don't have them, as well as a lot of things, and for some unknown reason to me, I don't like going to the Esso.

And thus ends my anxiety attack. Something comfortable.

It is actually a lot worse thatn it sounds, and if you don't know what to do when someone is having one, it is entirely possible that you might drag it along and make it worse. Chris, I am not saying this about you, I am just stating this as an awareness for anyone who happens to be around anyone who may be having one.

Heads up: best things to say: 'It's okay', 'You're okay', 'It'll be okay'.

So definitely need to go for acupuncture. That really helped me out before I moved to Edmonton.

But I need to go get cleaned up, and meet Chris for lunch. It's my day off, and he's at work downtown.

So, I will talk to you later, after I try out my new Yoga mat, blocks, staps and DVD's!!!!

Thanks again Mom and Dad, Joy and Willy!

I'm going to go buy new clothes right now! (With the gift card from Joy and Willy!)

Thanks for a great weekend!

I Love you all very much!

Me. (The little Bratty Girl...)