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Gang, I gotta pile of stuff to work on and I’m not gettin’ any of it done. It’s time for a list!!
1. Go to home depot and get that waterproofy tape stuff as my shower head sprays water all over while I’m in there. Place is soaked by the time I get out, and I only take about 8 minutes in there!
2. Paint downstairs bathroom. This one has been on the burner since before Dad died. Naturally, I got sidetracked at that point and kinda forgot about it but now it’s back on the menu!
3. Call 1-800 Got Junk and clean out the house. Seriously, how is it I own half this stuff??
4. Work on my book! Ashleigh has been sending me her installments and I’ve been lax in sending her my stuff as I decided to change my plot (why I waited till page 204 to do this is a mystery but there you have it!)
5. Put laundry away. This one should be a no-brainer and yet there it sits. All clean and in the basket.
6. Get some work done – I’m at home today and the work is in my car. Must get it out and get to it. I have responded to some emails but must get serious!!
7. Clean kitchen. Sigh. Kitchen. Things are desperate down there.
8. Call Sears about cleaning vents.
9. Figure out what parts I need to do maitenance on house humidifier
10. Call Shaw and order greek channel! Wait, I have the bill right here, I can call right now!!
I’ll let you know how it all turns out!
So the other day, I was driving down Macleod Trail. I was way up by Avenida, you know – where the speedlimit is 80km/h. And this joker in front of me was doing 50 (FIFTY!! OMG!! – so annoying!) . So I was FINALLY able to find a gap in the fast moving traffic and pass them. As I did, I noticed a sign on their back passenger window that said “Jesus Saved Me” and I kid you not my immediate first thought was, “Oh yeah, well too bad he didn’t teach you to DRIVE!! Moron!”
True story.
Simple Life
One of Portia’s favourite things to do is lie down on my bed and look out the window. I keep my curtians closed most of the time when I’m at home for the simple fact that I don’t want the neighbors to see me in my house clothes (read: ratty old shorts and a tank top) but in the morning, before I go to work, I crank the curtains open for Portia. She loves it so much, that even if she is downstairs, once she hears the curtains she comes barrelling upstairs immediately. Then she carefully lies down with her front paws on my pillows, and rests her chin down, usually sticking her face through one of the openings in my iron headboard. And she starts watching. Her eyes flicker here and there, their attention being caught by a tree blowing in the wind, or a car on the way to work. I think she spends most of her day up there (judging by the amount of dog fur I find on my bed). And sometimes, when I come home, as I enter the laundry room, I hear a frantic scrambling and thumping as she launches herself off my bed and comes crashing downstairs to say hi to me. But once the hellos are over, it’s back upstairs to the bed and the scenic view it offers.
I’ve got a bee in my bonnet!
So, Jenge has been given the task by our Greek teacher of emailing students who are missing and telling them the homework. However, Jenge is extremely busy this month with swimming lessons at the school, the drama production and her own greek homework and last week, she missed a student. When said student showed up at Greek class and didn’t have her homework done, she said it was because she didn’t get an email from Jenge. And the teacher said that Jenge had to make extra sure she emailed everyone.
What?
Are you frakking kidding me? Those who are in the class KNOW that on an average week, we cover 4 pages in class. So if you miss, do the next 4 pages! If I miss, I dont’ even ask Jenge or Ann what I missed, I just work ahead. So far, no troubles. Why? because I am a (semi) intelligent adult and realize that if I miss class, I’m responsible for ME!
And if YOU are missing class isn’t it YOUR responsibility to find out what the homework was? Or work ahead? Are you telling me that you are 30-something years old and if someone doesn’t email you to tell you EXACTLY what to do, you can’t figure it out?? To me this is symptomatic of people not taking responsibility for themselves. Give me a break!!
On the mend!
So, as some of you may know, I was felled by an extreme allergic reaction to some antibiotics starting about this time last week. I’m happy to report that I’m on the mend! Instead of looking like some mutant extra in a bad horror film on communicable diseases, I can now be looked at without small children screaming in horror. Oh, it was bad, mes amis! So bad! Even Jenge didn’t want to look at me! I felt like my body had betrayed me! How could it mistake antibiotics that were helping us with some foreign invader sent to destroy us? And why did it wait until the second last dose to freak out? Who knows.
And if you see me out and about – try not to look at my feet or legs – they are still recovering.
Like, no way!
There’s a shortage of workers right now in Calgary. We’re so booming that it’s tough for retail businesses to get peeps to work for them. Consequently, we’re tapping a younger and younger workforce. I had the longest checkout experience of my life last night at Safeway. My cashier was 15 at best, as was the courtesy clerk.
Being really thirsty, I had picked up a Snapple and when I got to the till, I asked her to scan it first so I could crack it open and start drinking it. The clerk said to me, “I like never wait to get it scanned. My boyfriend and I like open them like up, and then we like, drink half of it and then when we like get to the till, we’re like, oh, do we have to like, pay for this? and they are always like, ya and we’re like, well whatever. This one time we got, like, kicked out of the store and told, like, not to come back but we went back and she was, like, didn’t I kick you out and we were like, uh I dunno, whatever!”
I kid you not. Then the cashier started talking about someone batting a light bulb and being afraid that it was going to fall and break on the bed and I swear to god, I didn’t know if she was talking about her boyfriend or her cat until she summed up the entire story with:
“Sigh – Boys are, like, soooooooo stupid.”
And they wouldn’t stop talking to me. Even as I was trying to grab my receipt and walk away. I swear she was holding it hostage.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been known to still talk like a valley girl at my ripe old age of 31, but these girls. . . It was a whole different language with different social cues. As soon as one started talking about her boyfriend, the other one had to top that story. And then that story had to get topped and then they would look at each other with partially blank stares. And I wanted to reach over and start scanning my own groceries.
Longest checkout experience of my life!
TV Junkie
My name is Squirrelly girly and I am a tv junkie.
I love to watch tv. Good shows, bad shows – it doesn’t really matter. I find alot of people these days turn their noses up at TV. They say there’s nothing good on, it’s all crap – to which I reply – you must be a boring person with no personality if you can’t find at least one show you tune in weekly to watch. TV is kinda like magazines – there is something for everyone! Not that it’s all good. Some of it’s bad. Some of it’s so bad, it makes it full circle and becomes good again! Some of the shows Jenge and I watch, we spend the entire hour ripping apart the story, the dialogue the scenery – but we have a blast doing it. Here’s a list of what I’m currently watching:
1. Stargate SG-1
2. Battlestar Galactica
3. 24 (I’m new to it this season so for those of you who say that this year sux, I don’t know any better!)
4. Grey’s Anatomy
5. Supernatural
6. Numbers
7. Gilmore Girls
8. Bones
9. CSI’s – I watch them all in re-runs on Spike TV and the History channel.
10. Discover Civilization channel – you can find out so much by watching this! Of course, none of it will ever come in handy, but damn! I’m like an expert on the Egyptian Culture of the Apis Bull now!
I’ve also been known to tune into several movie channels just for the hell of it. Last night I watched Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (seriously, can you get better looking than Paul Newman? Not humanly possible) and Son of Frankenstein (Jenge came down halfway and was like “Is this supposed to be funny?” and I said, well no – it was made in the 30’s and was quite serious then but now we view it as kinda campy).
There’s nothing like a weekend of veggin out in front of the telly. Currently, Jenge is watching the Lost World on Space. In her own words, it’s kinda bad, but I sat down and watched a couple of minutes anyway.
So stand up, tv junkies and be proud!