My life reached new lows last night.
As there was a snow squall last night, and I don't do delivery, I had to look for dinner.
Now, you know that sad single person's fridge. The fridge that has NOTHING in it.
Well that is soooo my fridge.
I had oatmeal for dinner. YUCK. And then in an attempt to make it taste better, I put a handful of M and M's into it.
Never Again.

Well hello celebrity bingo.
I can officially make my first entry into the game.
I was at the One of a Kind show on Saturday.
Was buying these cute rings for certain people for xmas. Having made my choice I sauntered up to the cash to pay.
And low and behold, Jeannie Becker from Fashion Television.

Now, I have always known that I have good taste. It was just reconfirmed as someone who talks to all the hot designers, was buying from the same designer that I was.

Also made a new addition to my shoe collection. A beautiful pair of pink aligator lace up kitten heals. My family is growing.

Today I got out bitched.
Last week I said something that was not nice, and felt guilty the minute that the words slipped out of my mouth.
Then today, the victim that I had created, out bitched me.
Suddenly, I did not feel so guilty anymore.
And know I am the vicitm.

Some things feel real good!!!!
REAL GOOD!!!!

This weekend was all about the "Third Annual Blender Party".
There were many drinks, lots of ice, and only one plant that got knocked over.

There are pics forth coming, and I warn you that there is a little butt, I mean little bit of nudity.
And it is not me.

In the meantime, you must try this.

WARNING it is addictive


http://www.wagenschenke.ch/

The strangest thing.
When I woke up this morning, I went to the bathroom and did my thing. As I was puting on my face (as grandma) would say, I heard in the background a commercial.... They weeble and they wobble but they don't fall down.
I know that we used to laugh at this commercial, but I couldn't remember why.
Then it hit me.
Ryan used to drink so much that he would weeble and wobble but he never fell down.
Ah the memories of my 10 year relationship.

Tee hee.

Empty promises.
That is what I despise the most in other people.

I remember this guy I used to date, accused me of cheating on him. When it was he who had kissed another girl. I told him, don't try and misplace your guilt upon me. I am not guilty. You are. (This is when I was 16)

I also read somewhere that the things you are most sensitive that other people do to you is infact because this is what you most do to others. An interesting thought.

I think that I am full of empty promises.
Must find a way to dela with that. LATER

I have been very busy of late. Much I can't talk about, as people love to tallk. But needless to say I am been there and done that. And have decided that I am looking for My Prince in all the wrong places. I think that the Saturday night local bar will have to make way for some more swanky places. Courtesy of someone near and dear, I have seen the light.

Spent the weekend with my two aunts, my maman, and grandmother and granfather. While grandpa slept, the ladies went out to put a dent into their xmas shopping. And then Grandpa had to take us all out to dinner. Brave man. It was fab to hang out with them all, and even better becuase I do not fit into the adult gift selection category. I am an Adult when it comes to cleaning dishes and the kids have to clean them all, but am not an adult when it comes to buying gifts for everyone. (which I do anyway). La vie est belle.

And might the mystery man from the other side of the ocean have finaly made an appearance? Will have to wait for the details.

K

What not to do.

Dye your hair and then rinse it out in the shower.
If anyone had walked in they would have thought that a murder had been committed.
Either that or I had major bleeding going on.

Alas, the shower curtain is now streaked, and the walls got a good wash down.

On another note, bags packed, purchases made.

YIPEEEEE

Another week has come and gone, and guess where I am going this weekend.
To another wedding.
But, it is an interesting one. Auntie Sandra's son is getting married and I am going with Maman. Should prove to develop some scandal I am sure.

From the bitter bus, it is amazing how quickly women through away friendship once they get into relationships. Too bad.

Have a great weekend.

Why you should not drink and play volleyball!!!!

Poor Frank. His first appearance at our school after moving to a new one. Playing against us, within the first minute of the game. Serves the ball into the net, and being dramatic he dives onto the floor, and lands on his face and cuts his upper lip with his own teeth. To the point that within seconds blood is gushing, swelling, and in my opinion, stitch worthy. Poor Frank.

On a lighter note, my team one our pool. by far the strongest team, stacked with 5 players and me. I am getting better. But my game got worse the more that I drank. Why is that?

An ugly day here. There is thick fog, and rain. Good day to just stay in bed.
Or, go shopping.

Or should I save my pennies for when I go to England in two weeks?

Hmmmm

Today I got sneezed on by some child.
It was gross.
He was standing beside me and then he let the sneeze out.
It covered me from head to toe.


YUCK

I think that I might be back from the dead.
Well maybe just for today.
Things have been a little heavy on the emotional side.
Have been busy attending weddings, and stagettes, and baby parties. All the while being thrust into the land of commitment and relationships, and wondering how people do it. Have also made some great realizations about people that I don't need to make space for in my life anymore.

Basketball season is in full swing and the girls are playing well. This will be our best season by far, and we are thrilled. The sad thing is to see them grow as players under our supervision and then move up to play at the senior level. I guess that is just the way that things are to go.

We have booked our trip already for March Break and will be heading to the Dominican Republic for a week. God help that resort. I'm not sure that they are ready for the girls. I of course will be the most tame and innocent out of the whole group.

I am sad though as that is the week that I usualy go to spend with my sister, and I really want her to come and join us. However I am not sure where she will be as she is talking of moving and then staying in London. It is an interesting journey.

Testing week for the 10's this week so there is great excitement over the test that they will be writing over the next few days.

I am working on yet another course to upgrade my credentials. And have finaly sent off my paperwork to get a salary increase. That money is already spent.

Although I have been so good lately at not spending money. I think I might have mentioned that while I was in my car, and it felt that it could then afford to ask for some loving. $500 later she is running like a kitten. Only needs $600 more and she will be up and running like new. I think that it is time for me to think about that Mini cooper or smart car that I NEED to have.

final thought:
Yan asks where I think I will end up (career wise)
I say jokingly, "Where ever the good Lord leads me."
Yan says, "He will probably lead you to Trinity Common."!! (The local shopping conglomorate)

Oh, wise Chinese elder!!!!

another final thought.
New obsession
Starbucks Chai Tea Latte. WOWZA!!

I wonder how many times I can be kicked in the teeth by someone before I realize that they are not worth my time or energy.
This has been another challenging weekend for me.
It's really hard to hold your chin up when you keep getting blow after blow laid down on you.

Why am I always letting people with such negative energy drain me?
When will I find the strength to rid myself of people who just repetedly cause me pain?

It's that damn broken wing syndrome. People come into my life because they need some one to care for them. And the minute that they are stable again... the fly off shitting on me as they leave.

That seems to be the theme of this weekend.

What happens when I have too many Cosmos. 

My and my Cosmo. 

i took these pics at the end of summer. they are kids of coworkers. two peas in a pod. i love the effect of the bubbles. that took great effort and coordination 

I can only describe it as the creature that appeared in the opening scenes of Jurassic Park.
From the corner of my eye last night, I saw it creep out from around the corner, come into the living room, and then run back out. Where it went? I am not sure. But I locked myself upstairs in my room and once again found that the mosquito net that i hung above my bed for ambiance is actually useful.

I hate bugs!!!

is this not a creepy picture. it was outside our room in new orleans. i was strangely attracted to the picture. as creepy as it was. 

I hate flies.
When they land on me.
When they tickle my legs.
When I swing at them and miss, and everyone thinks that I am wierd for slapping a desk out of the blue.
I also hate watching other people fight over flies landing on them.
Not sure what bothers me more.
Them landing on me, or landing on others.

Hmmmm.

I also hate spilling on my shirt first thing in the morning and having to walk around the rest of the day with a drop on my shirt. As the only thing I have to change into is my shirt and sports bra that I worked out in.

Arrrrrhhhhh.

You know that it has been a long time when you try to log into you blog and you can't remember your password.

So.. Summer is almost over. And I wonder why I have problems with fatigue.
Lets see where I have been over the last 10 weeks (with higlights)

Athens (Yummy food, fab brand new hotel, olympic maddness, 14 hour duty day.)
Amsterdam (tripping over my feet on the way back to the hotel, not from sampling, but from sheer fatigue. STONER)
Belfast (pints, many)
Birmingham (seeing my sister, too tired to even shop, i know shocking)
Cardif (Mikey jewlerry store, my new favorite place)
Dublin (5 pound bottles of wine, a CRAZT crew, fish and chips, dolly parton at the hilton)
Exeter (long bus ride)
Glascow(Summer sales, tea houses, pubs and pints)
Lisbon (my first visit ever, and it rained the whole time, marble pavement that was very slippery, and a fab visit to Womens Secret.)
London (gorgeous day, nicer than Porto, no sister boo hoo, and a fab new pair of jeans)
Newcastle (up hill climbs in the rain with flip flops, pints in the garden, and the gross river behind the hotel that changes with the current and shows you it's nasty underbelly)
New Orleans (alligator, hurricanes, HEAT, Maman, beads, Fun place, must visit again)
Porto (Pink. fab gay bar, if you are in that scene. I am not!!!, Andrew falling down a winding staircase and making the music stop when he hit the ground. Shooters with the owner, driving around the city with a boy that the boys picked up, Lee spinning out of control into a pole and leaving an imprint of a star on his head, me tripping many times UP staircases. Did you know Zara has a some store?)

Yeah!!! Many places, little sleep.

Oh, and I finished my specialist in Special Education as well.

Hello Insantiy

But, all worth it in the end as I have made several fab purchases and have not yet opened up my credit card bill. Think I will wait for a rainy day.

Am heading into school today to prepare the outlines and lessons for the first week of classes. I can't believe that it is time to go back.

I NEVER sleep the night before school. I am just like the kids. I am nervous about the first day of school. I would never tell them that.

It is to be a cooking day today so I will make it an early visit and a quick exit.

Should find myself on a better routine with this blog as it is back to high speed for me and away from the dial up!!!

Wow!
Am home again from another around the world journey.
Had just returned from a fab vacation in the lovely New Orleans.
Hi three for one drinks!!!!
And hello unbearable heat. Thank God I thought ahead and booked a hotel that had a roof top pool. I would not last one red hot minute. Although I must say the heat was a different heat. Not as heavy as the heat in the T.O.
Ate alligator (surprisingly yummy), drank daquiris, and hurricances, bought some beads (and was given some as well), and purchased some fab feather masks. And of course some tasty duty free....

After a long day of travelling home, I woke up the next moring with a crazy, labour like pain (only one that I could imagine to be labour as I have no experience...) And am not sure but it might have been food poisoning. But I was a trooper and halled my arse to work again as Seestor was planning to meet up with me in Burmingham. It was great to see her and deeliver her Peanut Butter, home made jam (from Mum), and Microwave popcorn. I managed to put down some lunch and a pint. But that was the end of me. I had to sleep. It was not pretty, I could not even shop. Yes you read correctly.

It turned out to be a crazy weekend at the Plaza. Let me tell you. Olympic athletes, the West Indies cricket team!!! There was not a quiet moment in that place over the las t few days. I also came this close, and I mean this close to being on the BBC this afternoon as well.

And the flight home this afternoon? Wow, in all my years, I have never seen so many people vomit on the plane. The crowing moment was when the two little ladies (6 and 9) travelling by themselves, came to hug me good bye. Just as I released the 9 year old, she projectile vomited over my shoulder and splattered on the side of the suitcase. How on earth she did not vomit on me????? I have no idea!!. It was the funniest slow motion moment of my life. I almost vomited on her. Can you just imagine??

Another reason that I would NEVER become a groomer on the plane. I could not deal with that at all. We had to lock off a lav as someone did a number all over the floor, and I kidd you not that there were at least 20 gift bags left for people to pick up.

I won't even begin to tell you about the fab deals that I purchased on my big day out!!
Let's just say that I love the summer sales.

If you have any requests.. you better submit them in writing, complete with sizes please.

:)

The Thunder From Down Under.
I am not talking about your thighs.....

What a storm last night. They car across the street had it's car alarm ring every time the thunder bellowed. It was unreal. I had great fears that the lightning was going to come through the house. It was truly an unbelievable scene.

Have a few unexpected days off, and we won't discuss the reason. But have turned to the house and have started five little projects. Started is the key word.

I must get down and finish them, but I would rather sleep. How can I be depressed in the summer? I am a winter depressiod!!!


Wish me luck!!

KJ

Are those my feet on Candain soil?
I love to travel, but I love to be at home.
I was supposed to be in Rome and Lisbon this weekend, but due to a delay on another company I did not make the cut and got pulled off my flight and reassigned to a Glasgow flight.
Which was fine with me as I love that city. Although we were only there for the day, I had a great shopping excursion.
I bought a pink coctail dress (FAB) and a pair of beige POINTY shoes, a silk black scarf with yellow polka dots and a pink scarf with shoes and purses on it. All for nine pounds. Got to love the summer sales.
Have a few days for myself, and am struggling already as I have nothing to do.
Ahh the dilemmas.

And they're off.
It is official. The summer is started and no vacation for me. I am back to work tommorow evening.
Off to the land of sex and sin. Amsterdam.

Also picked up my schedule for the month of July. My destinations include Rome, Lisbon, Belfast, Glascow, Vancouver, and Burmingham.

It is going to be a busy one.

VISA, up my limit.

K

viv and i as we tried to hide from any responsibilty. :) 

The ladies at the begining of commencement this afternoon. A marathon day, topped off with Mango Daiquirs. 

Aren't we photogenic? We have a collection of great pictures. Fabulous 

The two golf foursomes that I played with last week. 

Me, negligent in my postings?

Of course.

Today was fathers day, and yes sister, I signed your name on both the cards. We went to visit Daddy today and updated the flowers that decorate his spot. It was busy today, as it must be on special days all the time. I am still new to this whole thing.

We spent the afternoon with the grandparents. Grandpa told me so many stories today about his visits into Glascow, I hope to be able to go and visit some places he talked about. Maybe this summer.

Have submitted my requests for July, and can only wait to see what I get. With people coming and going into the country, and weddings, and bachlorette parties, and visiting my fmaily in England and Vancouver. I am not sure how I am going to get everything in. I suppose I will have to prioritize.

The good news is that Ryan will only need to have hip replacement surgery. The thought was that he might have had to had his leg rebroken and then hip replacement, but the later is the only required procedure.

I asked him to come to Teresa's wedding, as she is the one that introduced him to me many years ago. I think that it is good for him to get out. Although I dread running into some of my ex-friends. That whole scene was silly and I think I would like to pretend that it never happened. That is me, pretend that things did not happen for long enough they will not exist. I know... silly.

Classes may be done, but I have been uber busy running around doing things that I should have done before. But am happy to report that all is marked, and have only to input the marks and comments first thing in the morning.

There have been a hundred and one social activities, that have required my drinking, I mean attendance. Hosted a poker party thursday night. I do not know how to play poker, but I do know how to get 48 beers left at my house. The two day rule is kicking in as of midnight tonight.

I also go back to work this weekend, which is good and bad. I like the money, and the travel, but the hours are insane. The fact that I am home so little is also crazy. But a shopaholic has to do what a shopaholic has to do. (Can't wait to hit that jewlery store in Amsterdamn. The one that the cool necklaces come from.)

And then I am home to unpack, hit a bachlorette party for Mandy, and then leave for Montreal for three days. I can wait for the testing, but am excited about being in that city. I am such a city girl.

And as summer hits so does my insomnia. In bed around midnight but wide awake by 5am. Good thing I function best on no sleep.

Can't wait to see everyone in the next few weeks!!!

the girls and the groom to be. 

at the club 

the montreal crew. 

SCANDAL 

So there it sits. The can of Diet Coke that spent the day rolling around in my car. I don't drink Diet Coke except on special occasions (since my Dad passed away). Only three times in the last two and a half years. Once on New Years as my date made me a drink and did not know, once when I was in Barcelona with my sister, and then tonight. Not sure what the special occasion was though. :) 

In Greek town this afternoon. Could not park in my usual parking lot. Booted down the street, and saw a spot that I thought we could fit into. Oh yes, I parallel parked my car in three points. Wheels straight and only inches from each of the bumpers surrounding me. 

the crew all dressed up 

yikes. 

The two lovely seestors on one of their quick visits. I believe it was our birthday week. And we had Thai food that you hated and I loved. 

OK.
So I guess that you might be wondering where on earth I have been lately.

Just purchased the JET CD. And it is FAB. It will motivate me to post lots of information.

I have had a major computer meltdown at the worst possible time. I dropped my laptop off of my fab chair in my office, which led to the breakage (if that is a word) of the back light of the screen. Sounds reparable, $1200-$1600, and two and a half weeks later, it has been returned to me. Thank God I did not have to pay for it. And minor panic as it came back a little confused. I had to hunt for all of my files. Thank God I found them, I almost cried.

So I am back, and can quickly tell you what I have been up to over the last few weeks. There will be no chrono order as I think in random patterns.

*Am playing Volleyball on Wednesday nights with one girl that I used to work at the beach with (Shaunna) and her friends. The team is called twenty something. Something that I am not.
*If anyone knows me, they know that I HATE VOLLEYBALL. Why on earth am I playing? I do not know. But contrary to where you minds are probably going, there is no boy involved.
*I am returning at least for one more flight to the airline. I have decided to retun so that I can make some money to pay off all the debt that I have accumulated because I have not worked for 8 months. YIKES
*My neighbours are the proud new parents of their second little boy. As cute as a button. I woke up last weekend to see the cars all over the lawn and figured that the baby had decided that it was time. His name is Alexander Jason (AJ) just like KJ. I told them that I was flattered that they loved me so much that they named their child after me.
*School is almost finished, and as much as I try to encourage the kids to stay on track I am having a hard time myself. 11 school days left, not that I am counting.
*Lost the cord to my digital camera but have bought a replacement so that I can take pictures YEAH. I know people who will be very happy about that.
*Am heading to Montreal next weekend for a stag/stagette. Now, I am not a princess, but I will be flying. I am too old. and have done that drive too many times. I will begin and end my month in that fab city (as I have to return for training with the airline at the end of the month). Plenty of shopping to do, and drinking, and dancing, but I also want to spend the Saturday in Vieux Montreal at a cafe absorbing the awesome culture it has to offer.

That is it for the moment.

I am alive, and I will be posting again.

Later
no
soon

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toronto is officially cup crazy
gone are the days of elevator music in the grocery store,
here are the days of the hockey playoffs being broadcast as we oick up our lsat minute purchases.
i don't know what is next.

So I am talking to my roomate this morning and glance down at her purse.
Seestor, you will appreciate this one.
I was trying to read the name of the ourse makeer, and was having trouble focussing.
As I leaned closer, what did I see.
MANDARINA DUCK.
I was very impressed that I could place the maker of the purse, and had a story to add to the conversation.

Weekend Update

Surprise parties can actually work.
Going out with your ex can be fun. (weird but fun)
It is UNPRECEDENTED!!
Taco Taco cannot drink as much as he used to.
There is nothing worse than having to clean up vomit. (Not something I have ever done)
Sometimes your own bed is best to sleep in.
Some people you can talk to rarely, but still can pick up where you left out.
It is not so nice to hear about how people get to travel when I am stuck at home.
My cousin is a GREAT hockey player.
We designed the perfect hockey stick (can't reveal the details)
There isn't a hole in my roof, that was just large balls of hail smashing against the house.
You will get a parking ticket if you park on the street, facing the wrong way, outside my house.
No one has the pink sling backs that I have pictured in my mind.
Someone's answering machine was not working when I called this afternoon. (SARAH)
My Jean Capris look smoking with my beauty blue stillettos.
There is an end to Paul's studies (Masters. PhD, and Law School. He is planning on stopping.)

And here I thought that I did nothing this weekend.

k

As someone recently quit writing their blog, I have been struggling to get the energy to update this site myself.
Seeing as she is only one of two people that write it, I am struggling to continue.

But I am not a quitter. Not yet anyway.

And the truth is that there is not much to report at all.

We have just finished report cards that go home next week and have to prepare for parent teacher interviews.

The good news is that the weather seems to make a turn for the better. We are looking for a high of f15 or 16 this weekend. That is great news for me as I it means that Club 2:20 (20 meaning the temperature) will soon be open. Sangria for everyone!!

Have the incense that my coworker gave to me burning in the background, creating a fab vanilla and fruity aroma and my bed is looking good to me.

Hope that all is well!!

Love KJ

So I bought a t-shirt yesterday. What a blast.
It says in big black letters on a pink shirt...
I kissed Ben.
And how many people asked me who Ben was.
I replied, I'm sorry I don't kiss and tell.
It was funny at the time.

I also think that I might have a future as a matchmaker. I managed to hook up three of the girls last night.

And I didn't make an ass of myself. (I think)

Oh, I want these shoes.

http://townshoes.com/women_5.html

just one morning, i would like to wake up and put on a pair of matching socks.
not only ones that are almost the same colour, but match.

a girl can dream.

One of the hardest things about travelling is coming home. And for me that was very true as my flight was very delayed last night.
That aside, I always cry when I leave my sister. Silly, I know, but I can't help it.
It is hard to think that she is there all alone, even though she has her friends that are LOVELY, it is not the same as family.

And that aside, we had a great adventure this last week. Some things to be discussed, others put into the vault forever.... (Hmm, is your mind wandering?)

We have decided to become spokeswomen for the loft in Barcelona, so if you need some advice you can let us know.

Would love to tell you of all the items that I purchased, but at this moment I can't remember. Something about getting home at 12:30 last night (YYZ time or 5am LHR time) and having been up since 10 am (LHR time- 5am YYZ time)

But I am sure that the details will follow.

But for now, no afternoon siestas, of beer for breakfast, or cava for lunch, or "Just one more drink" at 3am.

Back to the reality of my little monsters, and my weight lifting, and my spinning classes.

And dreams of my next escape from the great city that I live in to another European adventure.

Because anyone who knows me, knows that I can't go anywhere without making or causing or witnessing a scene.

Thanks for the great time sister!!!

Miss you already!!!

They say that Gin is party remover.
I beg to differ.

I think that Tom Jones is panty remover.

What? you ask.

I went to see him in concert last night. What a wild evening. I wondered why there were security guards at the stage, and minutes into the stage wathced the stream of ladies of ALL ages sauntering down the aisle with "panties" (hate that word) and sling shooting them at the poor man.
It got to the point that they had to bring a broom onto the stage and sweep them all off. I could not belive my eyes.
The cake goes to the woman who did a little strip tease down the aisle and was swinging a full length fur coat around and then threw it onto the stage.
Those security guards sure got a work out.
Who would have thought?

Would I go again?

You bet!!!

from the wonders of the ocean

a glimpse in to my private conversations


happy birthday Kaffin! dit :
eat cake she says
happy birthday Kaffin! dit :
but not while you're doing body pump
happy birthday Kaffin! dit :
you need both hands for cake
Happy Birthday to Me dit :
i thought that was for weights
Happy Birthday to Me dit :
no wonder i have everything wrong
happy birthday Kaffin! dit :
*evil laugh*

Friday was my unbirthday.

Ahead of schedule I recieved a cake and presents and champagne.
I laughed that they were trying to make me older faster. They said they just wanted cake.

There is a girl that I know that celebrates her birthday all month.
I however choose to celebrate in for a weekend!!!

A busy week coming up as I am off to see Tom Jones on Tuesday night with Lisa. Look out!!! Girls night out. Also busy with my course at Western and a group project (YUCK)

But the most impotant thing is that I will be heading to London, and then Barcelona on Friday night.

YIPPEEEE!!!!

So I have just returned from spending the afternoon with Ryan at the hospital.
He is looking much better, and starting to move around a little more. It was heart breaking to leave him alone there tonight. I would hate to be there by myself. I decided that I would commit to a weeknight as I know so many more people go on the weekends.
That and I can miss a night at the gym for a great reason.
If you had told me a month ago that we would even be on speaking terms, I would have laughed.
Amazing how a near death experience can have such an effect.
Awakened feelings that I have not felt in a very long time. We won't even go there though.

And I was so sad that the Best Little Pork Shop is closed for the season. It is my favorite place. (This from the girl who says that she is almost a vegie except for the fact that she likes to eat sausage.)

So there I am eating my dinner last night. (Ultra Low Fat cottage cheese, spinach, vegetable soup mix, and water chestnuts... sounds gross, but is quite tasty.)
And watching the news talking about how you no longer have to put a 5% down payment on a home purchase, and you can now get a 100% home loan. And then they shoot to the "EXPERT" who discusses the pros and cons of borrowing such money.
Who should that expert be?
CALUMN ROSS.

LOL

Trying to think about what I should write today that would beat the pringles bit, can't beat it though.

Imagine this. Shrove Tuesday.
70 teachers dressed in their PJ's.
I wanted to stop at the store on the way home. Imagine the looks that I would get and how would I explain our crazy tradition.

A funny observation.
What happens when an irrate parent eats up your lunch, and you have no time to eat lunch, and then you nibble on bbq pringles and then go to a spinning class with 21 other bodies and cycle for 75 minutres?
Sweat that tastes like bbq pringles.
And they said that I could never be a science teacher.

It is amazing how quickly you can cherish life.
Even the life of someone that you have not spoken to in a long while. Or someone that I had not even thought of for a very long time.
My thoughts and prayers are with you Ryan.

Is it wrong to stop dating someone because they are rude to wait staff?
I only ask because I think that the way someone treats a server reflects highly on thier personality.
If you are sharp and cheap... well that is what you must be like.
I am not TOOO generous with tips, but I think that you must have some respect for wait staff.

Thoughts?

Remember that show. I think it was Romper Room. Where they held up a mirror and named off all of the people that they could see. And every child sitting in front of their tv set waited with anticipation for their name to be called?
Well, I was thinking that was what my Saturday night was all about. I saw so many people that I used to hang out with (and the nice ones not that one!!) It was kind of wierd. A time warp moment for sure.
And then I became an idiot. Something about the combination of beer and cosmopolitans just made me silly.
And then I spent the whole day yesterday thinking about how stupid I am, and how I should never drink again.

Why do things sound good when you are doing them, and end up being the worst idea in the morning.

I believe that my sister stated it best.

It all ends in Vodka

More excitement at the gym.
I met a super hero.
Dressed from head to toe in a green shinny spandex outfit.
I wonder what her super powers were.

So I think that there is a problem at my gym.
And I hesitate to comment on it as I was myself an offender last week.

There I was on my bike, in the heart of my spinning class. We are in the climbing position, and I look over into the mirror. I am looking fine. Dark shorts (with school logo), and a white tank top. But wait a minute, what is that popping out of the back of my shorts. MY UNDERWEAR is creeping over the waist of my shorts. Had it been white or dark underwear, no problem. But it was not dark or white. It was a very unforgiving shade of pink.

This leads me to the concern that I wanted to discuss today!

People are unaware of how trashy it is to have their underwear hanging out. I know that is the hip hop style. But at the gym?

Now, I am not trashy. (Hmmm..)
I had a momentary lapse.

But some people have their drawers on display all the time.

And then there are the people who wear platform runners?
The people who wear the work out suits from the eighties over top of their spandex shorts?
People who run around in shorts?
People who think that sport bras are tops?
Men who wear short shorts? (That is an accident waiting to happen)
I am sure that we have all seen our share of crazy outfits.

My mother would say that I spend too much time looking at other people and not enough time training.

I would say that I am just observant to the vicious fashion crimes being committed at the gym.

So I have decided that I have an obsession.
But just one that I will confess to.

The one thing that I have to do is clear the crusty snow that gets caught up in the wheel well of my car.

Whenever I get in or out of the car, I do the walk around and knock all of the snow out of the wells.

Why is it then that I think that I have an obsession?

Not because I do it every day.

Oh no...

Becuase yesterday on my way into the gym, I had to make a serious effort to not clear the wells of a strangers car.

I have issuses.

And then there was snow.
And a hell of a lot of it.
I think 10-15 last night and another repeat perfomance again this evening.

No complaints from me though. It is winter. I do live in Canada.

And I actually enjoyed the shovelling this morning at 6am. Kind of a great way to wake yourself up and get the day started.

They say that there is an increase of people who pass away form heart attacks when there is alot of snow. People over exude themselves.

My coworker says that she sits at the window and watches her father as he shovels, for she fears that he will kick the bucket. I asked her why she didn't just shovel it herself.

Another joke, a lady was walking past the window, and saw her husband collapse into the snow.
She raced outside thinking that he ahd just hard a heart attack.
She got outside and saw him wiggling around in the snow making a snow angel.

Hmmmm

We got sent home from work today.
I was already planning on leaving, but it was a nice surprise.
We are being innundated by snow. I have not eben ventured to the window to see the mess.

My car troubles continue as it was washed and the doors are all frozen. The excitement!!!!


I have however done the impossible.
I finished all my marking in record time and have finished all of the culminating activities.

I also have finished my assignement for Spec Ed.

I can tell you that I am the model of efficiency today. It will not last.

K

All I wanted to do today was get my hair died. And maybe a cut.
Well, I did that and much more.

Did you ever see the Seinfeld episode when George's two lives became one?

Well I had that feeling today.

I walked into this Salon called Ego and two of the kids from the school both present and past were working in the place. No biggie.

So the hair desser tells me that he knows me from somewhere. And we start to talk about where we went to high school and such.
Well not five minutes later, am I not talking to my first love?

That's right ladies and gentlemen. Chad. What a blast from the past!

He is married as of last year and expecting their first in a month or so.

Congratulations!!!!

And FYI my hair looks great.

I HOPE YOU DIE
So one of my little angels is rolling dice off of his desk. After asking him several times to put them away, I called him up to my desk.
Upon his arrival he states "I don't have two, I only have one dice."
"Die" I tell him.
But if I know anything, I know that by saying he only had one, he really had two. So I asked for both of the dice.
"I have to have them back Miss. They belong to my Grandfather and he needs them tonight."

"No problem. You can have them back at the end of class."

So the end of class comes and he comes barging up to my desk and demands that he have the dice.

"Miss you have to give them back to me. They belong to my best friend, and if I don't return them he will kill me."

So, needless to say I refuse to return them as he lied to me.

He storms out of the class, as I wish him a great weekend, he shouts out as he slams the door.

"I HOPE YOU DIE"

There were two girls that were putting their books away and witnessed his display.
They started to laugh.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Miss, he said I hope you die. Die is singular for dice."

A ray of light, and an intelligent thought. I am a good teacher.

The ticket is booked.
I am off to the UK for my annual spring shopping spree.
However, I think that we may buck trend and head to Spain for an escape. How fun!!
I really wanted to go to Dallas this weekend to meet Dave and Lisa and the kids, but that did not happen.
Things are OK on this end, and have nothing exciting. I guess that is a good thing, but why am I so bored?

Week two of my new year training routine. I have been faithful to weight lifting three times a week and have been good at keeping 3 spinning classes a week. We shall see....

Off to bed to rest my head.
And tuck my feet under the sheet.

You know what comes next.

K

So that nice weather that we were so kindly teased with has come to a crashing hault. Saturday was +14. Today-11 with the wind chill. How horrible.

I think there were so many people hoping that the busses would be cancelled this morning. That did not happen, and that snow storm that was sent our way missed us. That is in my opinion the best thing. Less shit for me to deal with.

Back to work today is good news for two reasons. Wednesday night is pay day, and there are two weeks left before exams start and then I get a whole new set of lovelies.

Great to see all my coworkers again.

Congratulations to Neveen who is sporting a fab new diamond. And has set the date for next summer. I will be busy again this summer with weddings as I have four lined up between june and august.

Had a great week last week. courtesy of Cathy and her wild roomies. Mental note, no more drinking for me. I am a wild child myself, and it is a dark horse that I am best to keep hidden.

However, there is a birthday on the horizon and the plans have been put into motion.

I smell danger!!! I will report all of the sensored details.