So we're out drinking last night ... quel surprise and Tim starts to tell a blond joke to Melissa and myself. It went something like this:
A blonde was sitting on the train reading the newspaper.
The headline read, "12 Brazilian Soldiers Killed".
She shook her head at the sad news, then turned to
the stranger sitting next to her and asked,......
"Wow that is really sad, how many is a Brazilian?"
So i groan and give a slight chuckle as i've heard this before and Melissa stands there looking perplexed because as she put "I don't get it." Yes my friends Melissa is in fact blonde. She may blame this moment on the amount of alcohol she had consumed however i beg to differ :)
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Living the High Life
So for the past few days i've been housesitting for my friend and her man. Whenever they go on vacation i'm the official cat/house sitter which i love. They have a hot tub, a pool an elliptical trainer, satellite and a lovely home....plus a really cool cat. He's quite large, but not fat, more muscular. He loves to be loved, is constantly sitting on me, sleeping in my bed and he's obsessed with water. I can't do dishes without him staring into the sink or have a bath without him dipping his paws in the water, he's truly a bizzare but charming character. Dawn was over the other night and he was head butting her and flopping around the couch without any grace at all, he's quite clumsy in fact and sees no problem with jumping all over the place and stretching up on a lamp shade. I'm terribly afraid the lamp will go crashing to the ground one of these days. I mentioned this last time to my friend and she just laughed because she knows he's such a clumsy kitty. I am here until sunday so i shall try to make the most of it, watching tv and lounging in the hot tub.
I've totally jumped out of the box as far as work is concerned. I work for a non profit agency and so we have fundraising events and other such things. At our staff meeting yesterday, they were looking for committee members for a week long event to celebrate our agency. My co-worker joined and then pointed out that she thought i should join too and laughed. I joked around about it and thought i was in the clear, till the end of the meeting when they said "so, we should put your name down?" I tried to weasle out of it by saying my contract would be up by then, but they wouldn't have it....so i yelled "fine" and explained my New Years Resolution to them. I told them this was hurdling the box and they laughed. In any event, i find committees like this to be daunting and too much pressure and i don't think this is anywhere near one of my strong points, but alas i am stepping out of my comfort zone and being a trooper. (I also stayed in all weekend last week, shocker i know)
I am also going with that same co-worker to a volunteer appreciation day at the jail. She works with women who are incarcerated and does release planning with them. I have not yet been to this particular institution and am very excited. We get a tour and get to talk to some of the women so it should be an eye opening experience for me. I've only been to one facility where we had a Christmas party for the women and that was years ago. I spilled pop on one of the ladies .... their one time to be out in the gym and enjoy themselves without being locked behind bars and i dump pop all over one of them LOL...only me!!
I've totally jumped out of the box as far as work is concerned. I work for a non profit agency and so we have fundraising events and other such things. At our staff meeting yesterday, they were looking for committee members for a week long event to celebrate our agency. My co-worker joined and then pointed out that she thought i should join too and laughed. I joked around about it and thought i was in the clear, till the end of the meeting when they said "so, we should put your name down?" I tried to weasle out of it by saying my contract would be up by then, but they wouldn't have it....so i yelled "fine" and explained my New Years Resolution to them. I told them this was hurdling the box and they laughed. In any event, i find committees like this to be daunting and too much pressure and i don't think this is anywhere near one of my strong points, but alas i am stepping out of my comfort zone and being a trooper. (I also stayed in all weekend last week, shocker i know)
I am also going with that same co-worker to a volunteer appreciation day at the jail. She works with women who are incarcerated and does release planning with them. I have not yet been to this particular institution and am very excited. We get a tour and get to talk to some of the women so it should be an eye opening experience for me. I've only been to one facility where we had a Christmas party for the women and that was years ago. I spilled pop on one of the ladies .... their one time to be out in the gym and enjoy themselves without being locked behind bars and i dump pop all over one of them LOL...only me!!
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Casa Rosso
So my sister called tonight laughing about some commercial that reminded her of when we were in Amsterdam. The ad goes something like this from what i understood....a bunch of men are in a theatre and when the curtain goes up, a saxophone player is on the stage. They all start booing and getting angry. Outside there is a sign that read S _ X. The second letter is covered up by something, the men thought they were going to a SEX show but it turned out to be a SAX show.
This reminded her of Amsterdam as when we were there, we ventured with our tour group to the extra activity not on our itinerary. The live sex show at Casa Rosso. We were lead into what looked like a movie theater with bigger seats and beer, a stage at the front. From what i recall as this was 7 years ago, we proceeded to watch a few different acts if you will, with audience participation. They had a few guys go up and strap dildos onto their heads, trying to get it into that special spot on the woman onstage. She also put a banana in said area and the men proceeded to each take a bite out of it ... Oh my. Then they had Batman and Vicky Vail i think her name was have sex on a revolving platform. The last performance was a tall, dark handsome man dressed as a cop. A member of the audience went up and there were some handcuffs and a billy bat involved if i remember correctly.
Anyway i can't believe my sister went to see this, now she says she was peer pressured because everyone else was going including the tour guide....i just think she's a dirty pervert...hmm i guess that makes me one as well, whatever!
We of course went through the red light district, went on a bike tour which was lovely and i went with some of my fellow travellers into the Grasshopper Coffeshop (and a few other coffee shops which were less touristy) which too was a very interesting experience(sis did not partake in this one). We travelled on an all you can drink glass boat as our final excursion for the end of our journey through Europe. I would definately venture back to Amsterdam if the chance came upon me, it's just such a unique and laid back place. Oi!!
This reminded her of Amsterdam as when we were there, we ventured with our tour group to the extra activity not on our itinerary. The live sex show at Casa Rosso. We were lead into what looked like a movie theater with bigger seats and beer, a stage at the front. From what i recall as this was 7 years ago, we proceeded to watch a few different acts if you will, with audience participation. They had a few guys go up and strap dildos onto their heads, trying to get it into that special spot on the woman onstage. She also put a banana in said area and the men proceeded to each take a bite out of it ... Oh my. Then they had Batman and Vicky Vail i think her name was have sex on a revolving platform. The last performance was a tall, dark handsome man dressed as a cop. A member of the audience went up and there were some handcuffs and a billy bat involved if i remember correctly.
Anyway i can't believe my sister went to see this, now she says she was peer pressured because everyone else was going including the tour guide....i just think she's a dirty pervert...hmm i guess that makes me one as well, whatever!
We of course went through the red light district, went on a bike tour which was lovely and i went with some of my fellow travellers into the Grasshopper Coffeshop (and a few other coffee shops which were less touristy) which too was a very interesting experience(sis did not partake in this one). We travelled on an all you can drink glass boat as our final excursion for the end of our journey through Europe. I would definately venture back to Amsterdam if the chance came upon me, it's just such a unique and laid back place. Oi!!
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Plumber Mixes Beer and Water Pipes
I found this in the paper yesterday and it gave me a giggle. Too bad it didn't happen at my house :)
CLUMSY PUB PLUMBER MIXES BEER, WATER PIPES
Oslo, Norway
It almost seemed like a miracle to Haldis Gundersen when she turned on her kitchen faucet and found the water had turned to beer.
Two flights down, employees and customers at the Big Tower Bar were horrified when water poured out of the beer taps.
By an improbable feat of clumsy plumbing, someone at the bar in Kristiandsund, western Norway, had accidentally hooked the beer hoses to the water pipes for Gundersens' apartment. The local beer distributer helped bartenders reconnect the pipes by telephone instructions.
CLUMSY PUB PLUMBER MIXES BEER, WATER PIPES
Oslo, Norway
It almost seemed like a miracle to Haldis Gundersen when she turned on her kitchen faucet and found the water had turned to beer.
Two flights down, employees and customers at the Big Tower Bar were horrified when water poured out of the beer taps.
By an improbable feat of clumsy plumbing, someone at the bar in Kristiandsund, western Norway, had accidentally hooked the beer hoses to the water pipes for Gundersens' apartment. The local beer distributer helped bartenders reconnect the pipes by telephone instructions.
Monday, March 13, 2006
The Weekend
So i go to visit Jennifer for the end of my Birthday Celebrations. We spend Friday night in, watching her boyfriend and his friend play old sega games. It was quite funny. Skip ahead to Saturday, it was gorgeous outside, warm and sunny. We gather up a friend and mozy on down to this fantastic Indian restaurant that we all love. Yummm i ate so much food it was great. We straighten our friends hair, it's naturally very curly and quite coarse. When we finished Jennifer said it looked like she was wearing a weave. We had dinner plans with Sly and a few others so we met up with them, but after our glutonous lunch, Jennifer and I end up getting salad and feeling terribly bloated and full. We all go our separate ways however Jennifer and I round up Baron to have drinks with us at a pub down the street from her house. The pints begin flowing and at around midnight i decide i would like to go dancing at some bar i've never been to cause this DJ i enjoy is there. This is where the fun begins.
We get to our new location, Jennifer orders up some tequila shots and off we go. We decide to dance, and drink and try new shots. I have several pictures of Jennifer looking rather smashed and she takes it upon herself to tell me how she thinks it's ridiculous that these girls go up to the DJ and hang all over him. After a few more drinks, Jennifer has joined the DJ in his booth, mind you she was not hanging all over him but it was funny nonetheless. At closing time, we go outside and start to walk down some stairs towards a group of people, at which point one points at me and makes a reference to my "huge boobs." Then tells us it's ok he's gay he can say that. Jennifer then encourages him to touch my boobs which he does, and then tells the other 2 guys in the group that they should have a feel too, while the 2 girls of the group watch and laugh. It was hilarious and awful all at the same time.
A cabbie took us back to the apartment, Jennifer spoke German to him, and i took a picture of her still inside the cab yapping while i waited for her to finish. I woke up to Jennifer vomitting at some point....We managed to get tits up....but were we ashamed of ourselves in the morning....perhaps we should have been but we weren't.
We get to our new location, Jennifer orders up some tequila shots and off we go. We decide to dance, and drink and try new shots. I have several pictures of Jennifer looking rather smashed and she takes it upon herself to tell me how she thinks it's ridiculous that these girls go up to the DJ and hang all over him. After a few more drinks, Jennifer has joined the DJ in his booth, mind you she was not hanging all over him but it was funny nonetheless. At closing time, we go outside and start to walk down some stairs towards a group of people, at which point one points at me and makes a reference to my "huge boobs." Then tells us it's ok he's gay he can say that. Jennifer then encourages him to touch my boobs which he does, and then tells the other 2 guys in the group that they should have a feel too, while the 2 girls of the group watch and laugh. It was hilarious and awful all at the same time.
A cabbie took us back to the apartment, Jennifer spoke German to him, and i took a picture of her still inside the cab yapping while i waited for her to finish. I woke up to Jennifer vomitting at some point....We managed to get tits up....but were we ashamed of ourselves in the morning....perhaps we should have been but we weren't.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Birthday Celebrations
So i turned the big 28 and have spent the better part of the week celebrating. On Saturday a bunch of us started off at my friend Dave's house where he made me do shots of vodka....eek. Then we headed downtown, to find out that the bar i wanted to go to was holding a private party for Juelz? Some rapper guy the homeless and at risk youth i volunteer with had told me about the night before. They were excited about his up coming concert. I still have no idea who he is. The owner of the bar is a friend of a friend so he let us in for some drinks as the VIP people had not arrived yet. Onward we moved to an Irish pub, sucked back a few pints and walked through the freezing cold to our next bar. It had a huge line-up....no thanks, so we trudged forward and passed this awful awful bar but decided to go in and pee and see what it was like. Now i must say, this bar is famous for having young young kids in it, and not somewhere i would normally ever hang out. That being said, it was packed with little ones and the bloody bartender actually carded me. I couldn't believe it, i laughed and handed it over. So i order a redbull and vodka and he pours two of them. I tell him i just want one and he said one was for him, he was taking the rest of my redbull as there is always some left over. I told him no he was not. He bought me a shot, an orgasm, and of course made some crude/funny remark. I let him have the remainder of my redbull after that. We ended the evening at yet another bar, but i had a good time.
On my actual birthday, i worked, went to dinner, the salon (got my bangs) and out again for drinks. This time we ended up at the Irish pub.....but left, too many youngins and went to the bar that hosted the party for Juelz. It was fun, we watched Karaoke, made fun of and tried to no avail to take pictures of a man with longer hair then me and the same bangs (perhaps they were not such a good idea). Our friends friend was there the owner so he fed us a few shots and the drinking began. Needless to say i was useless at work today. My boss started laughing at me, told me i smelled horrible like stale alcohol and made me eat breath mints and gum....I work with people on probation some of who have alcohol and drug problems....she said i would be their favorite worker because i would smell just like them and then she continued to laugh and laugh at me and make jokes. I ended up putting my feet up on my desk and turning the lights out. My coworker shut my door and told me to lay down on the floor. I didn't, but i was quite happy for the 1st time that most of my clients didn't show up, usually i'm complaining because they never show. I finally felt better around 3 and actually managed to get some work done. It did take me almost 4 hours to eat a bagel though.
This weekend I will be going up to Jennifer's neck of the woods for the ending of my special week. I told her we were to get tits up and be ashamed of ourselves in the morning....Kompai!!!
On my actual birthday, i worked, went to dinner, the salon (got my bangs) and out again for drinks. This time we ended up at the Irish pub.....but left, too many youngins and went to the bar that hosted the party for Juelz. It was fun, we watched Karaoke, made fun of and tried to no avail to take pictures of a man with longer hair then me and the same bangs (perhaps they were not such a good idea). Our friends friend was there the owner so he fed us a few shots and the drinking began. Needless to say i was useless at work today. My boss started laughing at me, told me i smelled horrible like stale alcohol and made me eat breath mints and gum....I work with people on probation some of who have alcohol and drug problems....she said i would be their favorite worker because i would smell just like them and then she continued to laugh and laugh at me and make jokes. I ended up putting my feet up on my desk and turning the lights out. My coworker shut my door and told me to lay down on the floor. I didn't, but i was quite happy for the 1st time that most of my clients didn't show up, usually i'm complaining because they never show. I finally felt better around 3 and actually managed to get some work done. It did take me almost 4 hours to eat a bagel though.
This weekend I will be going up to Jennifer's neck of the woods for the ending of my special week. I told her we were to get tits up and be ashamed of ourselves in the morning....Kompai!!!
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Oscars and Stepping out of the Box
Ah, the Oscars. I have been a longtime fan for years and years. I'm not sure how or why my obsession began, but once a year i will sit for hours on end and watch the Academy Awards. I've laughed (tonight when Jon Stewart made the crack about Bjork not being there because when she was putting her outfit on Cheney shot her. As well as the Cowboy montage), i've cried (Tom Hanks' speech for Philadelphia). I even attended an Oscar party last year with Dawn. Our old boss put on a party at her restaurant. When we arrived we had to get into a limo, then get out and on the other side was the "red carpet" along with an interviewer, microphone in hand, cameras and all that jazz. We had to dress up for the event and tell the interviewee "who" we were wearing. It had potential to be a good evening, however, it included lots of people, booze and a microphone. For those that know me, when i watch the Oscars, there's no funny business, i like to be able to hear the speeches and enjoy the show. Needless to say after Dawn and myself urged people to shut the hell up cause we couldn't hear a thing, we left in the middle of it, hit up Harvey's and then went to watch the remainder of the show at home.
As well i figured i should give an update on my New Year's Resolution: to step out of the box. In the past 2 months i have:
*Called that guy who gave me his number
*Went on a date with said guy .... you all know how that went ugh
*Took minutes at a staff meeting (might sound strange but i never had and i've heard people cut up others' minutes when they have been taken so i was nervous, but did it anyway)
*Bought a pair of beige pants (I always wear black)
*Had a supervision meeting at work (I had also never had one before, i always got out of them)
*Took some great advice from my boss regarding a client that i told her i hated....she told me he was trying to get under my skin and if i reacted in a mean/annoyed way with him, that's exactly the reaction he was trying to get from me....so i was sweet as pie and he turned out not to be so bad afterall
*I have a hair appointment on Wednesday and i'm debating about getting bangs....any thoughts on this one......i'm not so sure i have the balls to do it, help me decide :)
As well i figured i should give an update on my New Year's Resolution: to step out of the box. In the past 2 months i have:
*Called that guy who gave me his number
*Went on a date with said guy .... you all know how that went ugh
*Took minutes at a staff meeting (might sound strange but i never had and i've heard people cut up others' minutes when they have been taken so i was nervous, but did it anyway)
*Bought a pair of beige pants (I always wear black)
*Had a supervision meeting at work (I had also never had one before, i always got out of them)
*Took some great advice from my boss regarding a client that i told her i hated....she told me he was trying to get under my skin and if i reacted in a mean/annoyed way with him, that's exactly the reaction he was trying to get from me....so i was sweet as pie and he turned out not to be so bad afterall
*I have a hair appointment on Wednesday and i'm debating about getting bangs....any thoughts on this one......i'm not so sure i have the balls to do it, help me decide :)
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
The Amazing Race 9
Ok, so i am a reality TV junkie. My favorite by far is the Amazing Race. I've watched every episode religiously from the beginning, enjoying every single one. I love to travel and that is most likely why i adore this show. It takes me to places that i may never have a chance to see, as well it gives me ideas for future trips.
The Amazing Race #9 began last night. Of course they had teams of two made up of...the old couple, the African American couple, the young hot girls, the young hot guys, the token gay couple...you get my drift. So without further ado let me introduce you to the teams:
Lake and Michelle are from the South. He thinks he's the shit but fucks up majorly in the first leg of the race which made me giggle. He needs to learn to read clues better, though i hope he doesn't as i'm not a fan.
Ray and Yolanda are the African American couple from Chicago. They are quite athletic and apparently the Brazilian men were really into Yolanda, cat calling and such. For some reason Lake who i introduced above only refers to this couple as "the black couple." Eg. he tells his wife to run faster or the black lady will catch up, type of thing. Ugh.
Danielle and Dani are childhood friends from New York with nice tans and big boobs. The other teams refer to them as "the pinks" as they like to wear matching pink
outfits.
Eric and Jeremy are the young pretty boys, who will surely hit on Danielle and Dani at some point. They both love to live leisurely lives, doing the least amount of work possible. One is a bartender and they enjoy playing volleyball and hanging out at the beach.
John and Scott are the token gay team who have been friends for over 25 years. They don't seem to really get anywhere in the first leg of the race, John takes control as Scott sort of wanders around trying to suggest things, but nothing every really comes of it.
Lisa and Joni are sisters. The gay team refers to them as "the frosties" though they refer to themselves as "the glamazons." When they thought there were in last place and then found out they were not while completing a task, one yelled out "i peed my pants" and they became extremely loud and boisterous.
David and Lori are self proclaimed nerds from Kansas. She often tells him to "give me a kiss" and they giggle and have their own secret handshake. (Lori reminds me of Jennifer)
Fran and Barry are the older couple from Colorado. In the first leg of the race they embarassed themselves by walking past the clue box about 30 times, eventually finding it "right in front" of them. They are quite athletic and were one of the only teams to attempt putting together a motorcycle.
Joseph and Monica are dating and are known as either "Mojo" or "Ken and Barbie" by the other teams. There's a funny moment in the airport where she looks like she's about to cry because they didn't on the first flight and he says with a disgusted look "you're not going to cry are you?" She says no and somehow surpresses the tears.
Wanda and Desiree are the mother-daughter team. Wanda is fluent in Spanish which helped out on the first leg of the race. She also seems to be a bit high strung and Deriree seems to be the one calming her down.
Last but not least, my favorite of this season....BJ and Tyler. They hail from San Fran and are these hippy guys with cool shades and funky orange pants. They look like they know how to have fun, and seem quite laid back. They both speak several languages including Spanish and Japanese. I am going for these guys!!!!
Now in season's past, there have been some memorable contenders in the show. Do you remember....
Mirna and Charla from Season #5. They were cousins. Charla was a little person and Mirna loved to hug Phil at the pitstop mat. The other teams that disliked them called them Mirna and Shmirna. I remember one episode where Mirna was carrying an animal carcus but it was too heavy for her so Charla took over. Charla as i mentioned is a little person (ie a midget) and she hauled that carcas over her shoulder for miles.
Jonathan and Victoria...enough said, they were on Dr. Phil cause he was such an asshole.
From Season #8, who could forget "team Florida" as they were referred to. The team was made up of a widow and her 3 annoying children. They yapped about the bible and God and being great Christians...and then were rude to and lied to other teams and wondered why noone liked them. The one daughter always wore spandex short shorts and cried a lot. Ughh.
Lastly, the two friends from a season i do not recall (Drew and Kevin i think). They were big guys and the most hilarious duo i have ever had the pleasure of watching. They referred to one another in ways one would not normally talk to a friend. I recall an episode while one was repelling the other was trying to motivate him by yelling "swing you fat bastard, swing." As well one had to ride a camel in the desert while the other one led the way, needless to say the camel would not get up which lead to more name calling.(this is where Jennifer and I get our relentless name calling from, we too now call one another such names)
The Amazing Race #9 began last night. Of course they had teams of two made up of...the old couple, the African American couple, the young hot girls, the young hot guys, the token gay couple...you get my drift. So without further ado let me introduce you to the teams:
Lake and Michelle are from the South. He thinks he's the shit but fucks up majorly in the first leg of the race which made me giggle. He needs to learn to read clues better, though i hope he doesn't as i'm not a fan.
Ray and Yolanda are the African American couple from Chicago. They are quite athletic and apparently the Brazilian men were really into Yolanda, cat calling and such. For some reason Lake who i introduced above only refers to this couple as "the black couple." Eg. he tells his wife to run faster or the black lady will catch up, type of thing. Ugh.
Danielle and Dani are childhood friends from New York with nice tans and big boobs. The other teams refer to them as "the pinks" as they like to wear matching pink
outfits.
Eric and Jeremy are the young pretty boys, who will surely hit on Danielle and Dani at some point. They both love to live leisurely lives, doing the least amount of work possible. One is a bartender and they enjoy playing volleyball and hanging out at the beach.
John and Scott are the token gay team who have been friends for over 25 years. They don't seem to really get anywhere in the first leg of the race, John takes control as Scott sort of wanders around trying to suggest things, but nothing every really comes of it.
Lisa and Joni are sisters. The gay team refers to them as "the frosties" though they refer to themselves as "the glamazons." When they thought there were in last place and then found out they were not while completing a task, one yelled out "i peed my pants" and they became extremely loud and boisterous.
David and Lori are self proclaimed nerds from Kansas. She often tells him to "give me a kiss" and they giggle and have their own secret handshake. (Lori reminds me of Jennifer)
Fran and Barry are the older couple from Colorado. In the first leg of the race they embarassed themselves by walking past the clue box about 30 times, eventually finding it "right in front" of them. They are quite athletic and were one of the only teams to attempt putting together a motorcycle.
Joseph and Monica are dating and are known as either "Mojo" or "Ken and Barbie" by the other teams. There's a funny moment in the airport where she looks like she's about to cry because they didn't on the first flight and he says with a disgusted look "you're not going to cry are you?" She says no and somehow surpresses the tears.
Wanda and Desiree are the mother-daughter team. Wanda is fluent in Spanish which helped out on the first leg of the race. She also seems to be a bit high strung and Deriree seems to be the one calming her down.
Last but not least, my favorite of this season....BJ and Tyler. They hail from San Fran and are these hippy guys with cool shades and funky orange pants. They look like they know how to have fun, and seem quite laid back. They both speak several languages including Spanish and Japanese. I am going for these guys!!!!
Now in season's past, there have been some memorable contenders in the show. Do you remember....
Mirna and Charla from Season #5. They were cousins. Charla was a little person and Mirna loved to hug Phil at the pitstop mat. The other teams that disliked them called them Mirna and Shmirna. I remember one episode where Mirna was carrying an animal carcus but it was too heavy for her so Charla took over. Charla as i mentioned is a little person (ie a midget) and she hauled that carcas over her shoulder for miles.
Jonathan and Victoria...enough said, they were on Dr. Phil cause he was such an asshole.
From Season #8, who could forget "team Florida" as they were referred to. The team was made up of a widow and her 3 annoying children. They yapped about the bible and God and being great Christians...and then were rude to and lied to other teams and wondered why noone liked them. The one daughter always wore spandex short shorts and cried a lot. Ughh.
Lastly, the two friends from a season i do not recall (Drew and Kevin i think). They were big guys and the most hilarious duo i have ever had the pleasure of watching. They referred to one another in ways one would not normally talk to a friend. I recall an episode while one was repelling the other was trying to motivate him by yelling "swing you fat bastard, swing." As well one had to ride a camel in the desert while the other one led the way, needless to say the camel would not get up which lead to more name calling.(this is where Jennifer and I get our relentless name calling from, we too now call one another such names)
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Funerals and Hunters
Ok so this week is getting a bit ridiculous as far as death is concerned. My Aunt's funeral was last weekend, my friends Uncle's on Wednesday and my friends Grandfather's today. I've seen more than enough funeral homes to last me the year. To top it off i'm sicker than a dog, contracted a friends cold which has moved into my throat, ear and chest. I am luckier than her though, she has bronchitis now and she got her husband sooo sick he can't celebrate his 30th birthday. Poor guy.
So i go out after the funeral home for a different pre-birthday celebration. My friends boyfriend is celebrating early as she will be away on his special day. His parents came down from up north as well as some hunting friends from the states. A bunch of us go to a local bar, nothing special, fried food and pool table type of place, he's not fancy. The drinks start coming, his dad and hunting buddy (who looks like Santa Claus) are the loudest people in the bar, laughing and yelling, talking about inappropriate things. At first i'm slightly embarassed, and then i find it amusing, they're rednecks afterall. Bday boys dad starts telling us how he loves to have sex in the morning *shudder* Some little girl who's parents are watching, say nothing as she starts to sink the pool balls on the table while some of our friends are playing. I'm ready to go over and tell her to fuck off but her pizza comes and she sits down. Who has a 9 year old at a bar at 11pm anyway? Shitty parents who don't say anything to their bratty kid, that's who.
All of the men decide to order shot after shot of sambuca & jager *shudder* The shot bill alone came to $140. I enjoyed my pints of Keiths (i'll still drink it even if the spokesman may be a pedophile)and tried to torture my friend by saying funny things, that she does not find funny about her and her boyfriend...she was kicking me under the table trying to make me stop. Thus comes up a discussion about rimming and anal sex. Santa Claus decides i'm the shit and comes over and repeatedly tells me he'd like to interview me and that i'm a free spirit. However it's only 11:30pm and we must ship out as people have to work in the morning and my friend must pack for her trip. My friend drives myself and the two older men, who are shit faced. It was by far the funniest car ride home i have ever had. I couldn't even tell you what they were saying but i was crying i was laughing so hard. I kept telling my friend to drop me off down the street so they wouldn't wake up my neighbourhood or come to my door to say hello to my folks. Perhaps i should invite them down for my birthday LOL.
So i go out after the funeral home for a different pre-birthday celebration. My friends boyfriend is celebrating early as she will be away on his special day. His parents came down from up north as well as some hunting friends from the states. A bunch of us go to a local bar, nothing special, fried food and pool table type of place, he's not fancy. The drinks start coming, his dad and hunting buddy (who looks like Santa Claus) are the loudest people in the bar, laughing and yelling, talking about inappropriate things. At first i'm slightly embarassed, and then i find it amusing, they're rednecks afterall. Bday boys dad starts telling us how he loves to have sex in the morning *shudder* Some little girl who's parents are watching, say nothing as she starts to sink the pool balls on the table while some of our friends are playing. I'm ready to go over and tell her to fuck off but her pizza comes and she sits down. Who has a 9 year old at a bar at 11pm anyway? Shitty parents who don't say anything to their bratty kid, that's who.
All of the men decide to order shot after shot of sambuca & jager *shudder* The shot bill alone came to $140. I enjoyed my pints of Keiths (i'll still drink it even if the spokesman may be a pedophile)and tried to torture my friend by saying funny things, that she does not find funny about her and her boyfriend...she was kicking me under the table trying to make me stop. Thus comes up a discussion about rimming and anal sex. Santa Claus decides i'm the shit and comes over and repeatedly tells me he'd like to interview me and that i'm a free spirit. However it's only 11:30pm and we must ship out as people have to work in the morning and my friend must pack for her trip. My friend drives myself and the two older men, who are shit faced. It was by far the funniest car ride home i have ever had. I couldn't even tell you what they were saying but i was crying i was laughing so hard. I kept telling my friend to drop me off down the street so they wouldn't wake up my neighbourhood or come to my door to say hello to my folks. Perhaps i should invite them down for my birthday LOL.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Grey's Anatomy and Dr. McDreamy
So i've become absolutely obsessed with the show Grey's Anatomy. I will put a summary of the show at the end of my post for any interested parties to read. As well for those that do watch, just a disclaimer i do talk about some of the episodes in this post.
I have no idea why i began to watch this show, but now it has a hold on me. It's not just the hottie characters either like Dr. McDreamy :) but the intertwined stories of the interns and doctors as well. The characters are real and raw. There is so much emotion in each episode it kills me. This entire season for some reason, i find myself with a kleenex in hand, tears streaming down my face every single episode i watch. I wouldn't even consider it a sad show, but the characters somehow seem to grab me in that spot and make me feel.
I desperately want Meredith and Dr. Shepherd aka Dr. McDreamy to get back together. Even though George would be amazing for her .... he finally told her last week how he felt and how he would never ever hurt her. It was so genuine and heartfelt. I mean what woman wouldn't want to hear those words...and he truly does mean it. However, i'm still going for McDreamy.
What about the bomb episode when we find out Bailey is about to give birth and her husband almost dies on the surgical table because he was in a car accident on the way to the hospital. Or how Meredith is left holding onto the bomb that could explode at any minute only to pass it onto the bomb squad man successfully. As she leaves the room to watch him walk down the hall it explodes in his arms. What about the episode where there is a train wreck and two strangers are both impaled on a pole. To have even a remotley successful surgery, only one may live. Ahhhhhhh i mean, how do you choose, how do you tell someone they are going to die right then and there. The show gives me goosebumps, i can't even explain it.
The way Meredith and McDreamy gaze at one another, so passionate yet so forbidden. The Episode where Christina loses her baby and she doesn't want anyone to touch her...then Burke finds out that it was his baby, he climbs into her bed and holds her even though she is an intern and he a surgeon..... oh man it rips at your heart.
Of course it's not all serious and dramatic, but it's also funny. George lives with Meredith and Izzie and often has to listen to them moan and complain about men as they squish into his bed while he just stares at the ceiling and rubs their backs. Christina is hilarious she tells it like it is to the patients, much to the dismay of the doctors.
I very very rarely ever purchase DVD's. I will most definately be buying this one as it just came out last week. Perhaps an early Bday present to myself :)
Here is a small summary about the show courtesy of http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/about.htm
"Meet Meredith Grey. She's a woman trying to lead a real life while doing a job that makes having a real life impossible. Meredith is a first-year surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital, the toughest surgical residency program west of Harvard. She and fellow first-year interns Cristina Yang, Izzie Stevens, George O'Malley and Alex Karev were students yesterday; today they're doctors and, in a world where on the job training can be a matter of life and death, they're all juggling the ups and downs of their own personal lives.
The five interns fight to maintain friendships in this most stressful and competitive atmosphere. Meredith's medical ambition is overshadowed by a troubling secret: Her mother, a noted pioneering surgeon, is suffering from a tragic and devastating illness. Cristina is a study in contradiction; highly competitive and driven, she eschews any favors in order to make it on her own. Isobel "Izzie" Stevens, the small-town girl who paid for medical school by modeling in her underwear, battles for respect amongst her peers. George O'Malley is the warm but insecure boy next door who always manages to do or say the wrong thing -- even in the O.R. Worse, in spite of his obvious attraction to Meredith, he's treated as "just one of the girls." And Alex Karev, the intern every intern loves to hate, masks his working class roots with arrogance and ambition.
The interns are guided by an established team of doctors who are determined to shape them into skilled surgeons or break them: Miranda Bailey, the senior resident responsible for training them, masks her softer side with a demeanor so tough that she's the nicknamed "The Nazi." Derek Shepherd is the flirtatious but wildly talented surgeon. Meredith thought he was her soul mate when the two began a forbidden sexual relationship -- but now that the wife Meredith never knew he had has arrived, she's not so sure. Preston Burke's arrogance is second only to his skill with a scalpel. He meets his match in Cristina when they begin a less romantic but equally forbidden relationship of their own. Overseeing them all is Dr. Richard Webber, Seattle Grace's paternal but no-nonsense chief of surgery who harbors some secrets of his own concerning Meredith's mother.
Grey's Anatomy focuses on young people struggling to be doctors and doctors struggling to stay human. It's the drama and intensity of medical training mixed with the funny, sexy, painful lives of interns who are about to discover that neither medicine nor relationships can be defined in black and white. Real life only comes in shades of grey."
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
The Gym
Ok so as most of you know i am still competing in the Biggest Loser Challenge.
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So I began to slack off again, not going to the gym, not following my meal plan. You know the "just one more bad fatty yummy dinner" type of thing, like Homer Simpson drooling over some morsil of food. Yeah, that's me. I have very limited self control unfortunately and have a tendency to forget what i allowed myself the day before, only to allow myself something equally as bad the following day. I had a reality check this week though and realized the wedding is in 4 months, not much time at all. Especially if i actually decide to give this some effort, what if the weight doesn't start to come off and then it's down to the wire, then what do i do?
This week i got back at it. I lifted weights for an hour, i did every part of my body possible and focussed completely on toning. Let me add this was a terrible idea as i had not lifted weights in months. The next day every part of my body felt as though it had been pummeled by a baseball bat and it actually hurt to try and sit on the toilet. So being in that state i decided to forego the class i was going to take and just went on the treadmill for 45mins. Still in terrible pain, i gave myself the next day off. I was back at it on the Wednesday, went to a class at the gym after work, Cardio Combo it's called. It involved a step, some weights, one of those balls and lots of abs. I enjoyed it as much as one can when their face is bright red and it's difficult to breathe. I've decided to make a schedule and try out some of the classes. It will keep me from getting bored and the monotony of what i have been doing. I also find i push myself harder when in that type of setting. I would rather die than put down my weights and give up half way through the class, as i most likely would do in the cardio room :)
Thursday i tried the Circuit Training, in the weightroom. Wow, i must say that was quite the workout. I've never sweated so much while doing weights. She showed me some new exercises and i was finished in 45 mins. I liked it. Now if i can ever get my ass out of bed on saturday mornings, there is something called Combat Training.....not sure i like the sounds of that one, too military for my liking, but we'll see.
It's Friday now....and all of my muscles are aching from the circuit training...ahhhhhhhhh.
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So I began to slack off again, not going to the gym, not following my meal plan. You know the "just one more bad fatty yummy dinner" type of thing, like Homer Simpson drooling over some morsil of food. Yeah, that's me. I have very limited self control unfortunately and have a tendency to forget what i allowed myself the day before, only to allow myself something equally as bad the following day. I had a reality check this week though and realized the wedding is in 4 months, not much time at all. Especially if i actually decide to give this some effort, what if the weight doesn't start to come off and then it's down to the wire, then what do i do?
This week i got back at it. I lifted weights for an hour, i did every part of my body possible and focussed completely on toning. Let me add this was a terrible idea as i had not lifted weights in months. The next day every part of my body felt as though it had been pummeled by a baseball bat and it actually hurt to try and sit on the toilet. So being in that state i decided to forego the class i was going to take and just went on the treadmill for 45mins. Still in terrible pain, i gave myself the next day off. I was back at it on the Wednesday, went to a class at the gym after work, Cardio Combo it's called. It involved a step, some weights, one of those balls and lots of abs. I enjoyed it as much as one can when their face is bright red and it's difficult to breathe. I've decided to make a schedule and try out some of the classes. It will keep me from getting bored and the monotony of what i have been doing. I also find i push myself harder when in that type of setting. I would rather die than put down my weights and give up half way through the class, as i most likely would do in the cardio room :)
Thursday i tried the Circuit Training, in the weightroom. Wow, i must say that was quite the workout. I've never sweated so much while doing weights. She showed me some new exercises and i was finished in 45 mins. I liked it. Now if i can ever get my ass out of bed on saturday mornings, there is something called Combat Training.....not sure i like the sounds of that one, too military for my liking, but we'll see.
It's Friday now....and all of my muscles are aching from the circuit training...ahhhhhhhhh.
Valentines Day
Ok, so just a quick post to show that apparently my family thinks i'm their charity case and/or pathetic. The day before Valentine's Day my sister calls me and asks if i would like to join her and her husband for dinner the next evening. I decline. After work i'm talking to my dad, he asks all of us if we would like to join him and my mother for dinner at this restaurant i dislike (Crappolla's for PP). I decline.
I wake up on Valentine's Day to some Lindor chocolates and a card that sings and lights up "i love you" on the inside, courtesy of my parents. My mother then says that they are no longer going to Crapolla's but are going elsewhere, still asking if i would like to come. I tell her no, i work late and am going to the gym and then to Melissa's to watch the Penis Dementia. As i'm trying to get ready for work and running out the door, she again asks me if i'm sure i do not want to come and again asks what i am doing. Ughh.
The day progresses and i get a phone call at work from my father inquiring as to whether or not i will be joining them for dinner. Again, i decline.
I don't get what the big deal is, it's just another day to me. Even if i did have someone special in my life to share it with, i think the fact that it's shoved down our throats would deter me from wanting to do anything like dinner, just because it seems we are told that's what we should be doing. It's a nice marketing scheme for all the card and chocolate companies out there.....like i'd turn my nose up at a box of chocolates LOL, of course not. I just think it puts a lot of pressure on people single and attached. Some might expect extravegent dinners, marriage proposals and other such things. As for us single people, it just yet again reminds us that we are alone.
I wake up on Valentine's Day to some Lindor chocolates and a card that sings and lights up "i love you" on the inside, courtesy of my parents. My mother then says that they are no longer going to Crapolla's but are going elsewhere, still asking if i would like to come. I tell her no, i work late and am going to the gym and then to Melissa's to watch the Penis Dementia. As i'm trying to get ready for work and running out the door, she again asks me if i'm sure i do not want to come and again asks what i am doing. Ughh.
The day progresses and i get a phone call at work from my father inquiring as to whether or not i will be joining them for dinner. Again, i decline.
I don't get what the big deal is, it's just another day to me. Even if i did have someone special in my life to share it with, i think the fact that it's shoved down our throats would deter me from wanting to do anything like dinner, just because it seems we are told that's what we should be doing. It's a nice marketing scheme for all the card and chocolate companies out there.....like i'd turn my nose up at a box of chocolates LOL, of course not. I just think it puts a lot of pressure on people single and attached. Some might expect extravegent dinners, marriage proposals and other such things. As for us single people, it just yet again reminds us that we are alone.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
I know how to have fun....and i have fun doing it!!!
So melissa decides that we should go to a local bar to whoop it up. It's within walking distance from her house which i might add is in the "hood." We've never been into this bar before and i decide to wear no make-up and army pants. (For those that know me i'd like to think i'm a quite fashionable dresser.) So we walk on over, sit down and talk amougnst ourselves.
I'm facing the people in the bar, and Melissa notices a shadow creeping towards us. In walks Mark. He wants to buy us a drink which we decline as we do not want to have to chat with him for the remainder of the evening. He however decides to take a seat and asks our names. I use my alias which is Marlika, and Mel forgets hers and calls herself Lori. Well we get into a discussion of work and Mel now known as Lori works at McDonalds, so she says. Mark then proclaims that he to worked at McDonalds for 15 years. Oh my!!! I might add that Mark is wearing dirty dirty jeans and rubber boots up to his knees, i suppose the fuck me boots for men LOL.
So Melissa engages in conversation, while hitting me under the table with her boot. I wander off to call PP and tell her about this man, who continuously tells us that "i know how to have fun and I have fun doing it" and "you girls look like alot of fun" throughout the ENTIRE evening. He also asks us if we are coming from the casino and brings it up quite often.....even though we answered "no" he asks again at which point i tell Mel that i feel like i'm talking to my grandmother. He again for the millionth time talks about "i know how to have fun" .... we both burst into uncontrollable laughter which he apparently takes as a cue to say "yah, and i have fun doing it." He asks us where we are coming from to which we lie and reply we do not live in the city, are visiting a male friend who is expecting us soon. He inquires about which way we are walking and i tell him that i'm very cautious and not divulving that info.
The evening progresses, we find some other chaps at the bar who find him equally as funny and we somehow pawn him off onto another women. Melissa thinks the bartender is hot, as do i, but i won't let her know. Mark leaves, and then returns and then again leaves. Howvever he is now standing outside and we are wondering how we should proceed with caution home, as we do not want him following us. Well, the two nice gentlemen we met at the bar, get into a bit of an altercation with him and we duck outside unseen. The cute bartender offered us a ride, however it would have been awhile before he closed. We declined and walked the 2 blocks. Melissa would like to add that "he's ugly and old." I'm not so sure about my New Year's Resolution about stepping out of the box. It doesn't seem to bring me any pleasure.
I'm facing the people in the bar, and Melissa notices a shadow creeping towards us. In walks Mark. He wants to buy us a drink which we decline as we do not want to have to chat with him for the remainder of the evening. He however decides to take a seat and asks our names. I use my alias which is Marlika, and Mel forgets hers and calls herself Lori. Well we get into a discussion of work and Mel now known as Lori works at McDonalds, so she says. Mark then proclaims that he to worked at McDonalds for 15 years. Oh my!!! I might add that Mark is wearing dirty dirty jeans and rubber boots up to his knees, i suppose the fuck me boots for men LOL.
So Melissa engages in conversation, while hitting me under the table with her boot. I wander off to call PP and tell her about this man, who continuously tells us that "i know how to have fun and I have fun doing it" and "you girls look like alot of fun" throughout the ENTIRE evening. He also asks us if we are coming from the casino and brings it up quite often.....even though we answered "no" he asks again at which point i tell Mel that i feel like i'm talking to my grandmother. He again for the millionth time talks about "i know how to have fun" .... we both burst into uncontrollable laughter which he apparently takes as a cue to say "yah, and i have fun doing it." He asks us where we are coming from to which we lie and reply we do not live in the city, are visiting a male friend who is expecting us soon. He inquires about which way we are walking and i tell him that i'm very cautious and not divulving that info.
The evening progresses, we find some other chaps at the bar who find him equally as funny and we somehow pawn him off onto another women. Melissa thinks the bartender is hot, as do i, but i won't let her know. Mark leaves, and then returns and then again leaves. Howvever he is now standing outside and we are wondering how we should proceed with caution home, as we do not want him following us. Well, the two nice gentlemen we met at the bar, get into a bit of an altercation with him and we duck outside unseen. The cute bartender offered us a ride, however it would have been awhile before he closed. We declined and walked the 2 blocks. Melissa would like to add that "he's ugly and old." I'm not so sure about my New Year's Resolution about stepping out of the box. It doesn't seem to bring me any pleasure.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Trekkies
Ok, so on Saturday before we watched the travelling pants movie, we watched the documentary Trekkies (1997). It is a film about Star Trek fans otherwise known as Trekkies or Trekkers. To be a fan is one thing, but to be a "Trekkie" puts you in a whole different league. I myself have watched one Star Trek episode in my life and don't quite understand the phenomenon. This film however always puts me in a good mood, i must purchase it, as i am blown away by the "trekkies."
My favourite fan is Gabriel Koerner. He is fourteen and has attended 28 conventions so far. He and his "Star Trek" club are planning to shoot their own "Star Trek" movie and Gabriel is creating special effects on his home computer. He also sports a mullet and dresses up for the conventions (and then complains that the details on the outfits are incorrect). Gabriel had his father build a shuttlecraft on the back of his truck.
My favorite part in the film is when Gabriel is at home infront of his computer being interviewed and the phone rings. He picks up the phone and yells "PETER, this is the WORST time you could have called, I'M BUSY" or something along those lines. I laughed so hard i began to cry when i saw that part.
My next favorite person in the documentary is Barbara Adams. This blurb was taken from the website http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm (Where you can read more on this fascinating film)
"Barbara Adams was chosen for jury duty in the Whitewater trial in Little Rock, Arkansas. She also wore her Starfleet Commanding Officer's uniform to the trial. Unusual, you might say? Not to Lt. Commander Barbara Adams, who rarely leaves home without her rank pips, tricorder, phaser, and communicator badge. She has embraced the philosophy espoused in "Star Trek" and lives her life accordingly. Barbara is a bright and thoughtful woman as well as a talented artist. She also happens to be a fascinating subject, as we discovered following her through a typical day as a true-blue Trekkie, while she lets us in on what this personally means to her."
Barbara wears her phaser among other things on a belt to work and insists on her co-workers calling her the "Commander."
There is a dentist whose practice has a Star Trek theme and his staff all wear Star Trek uniforms. They show a language school which teaches people how to speak proper Klingon. I'm telling you all, if you have not seen this documentary you must put it on your list of things to watch. It is educational whilst being extremely funny and entertaining. Just wait, when you hear Gabriel yelling "PETER" into the phone you'll realize it was worth it.
For more information on Trekkies visit:
http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm
For Gabriel's Site visit:
http://gabekoerner.com/personal/index.htm
(This film has made a few of my friends and I want to attend the next convention in a city nearby, mostly for shits and giggles, perhaps to gawk but whatever. We just may learn something new....see i'm keeping up with my New Year's Resolution and stepping out of the box)
My favourite fan is Gabriel Koerner. He is fourteen and has attended 28 conventions so far. He and his "Star Trek" club are planning to shoot their own "Star Trek" movie and Gabriel is creating special effects on his home computer. He also sports a mullet and dresses up for the conventions (and then complains that the details on the outfits are incorrect). Gabriel had his father build a shuttlecraft on the back of his truck.
My favorite part in the film is when Gabriel is at home infront of his computer being interviewed and the phone rings. He picks up the phone and yells "PETER, this is the WORST time you could have called, I'M BUSY" or something along those lines. I laughed so hard i began to cry when i saw that part.
My next favorite person in the documentary is Barbara Adams. This blurb was taken from the website http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm (Where you can read more on this fascinating film)
"Barbara Adams was chosen for jury duty in the Whitewater trial in Little Rock, Arkansas. She also wore her Starfleet Commanding Officer's uniform to the trial. Unusual, you might say? Not to Lt. Commander Barbara Adams, who rarely leaves home without her rank pips, tricorder, phaser, and communicator badge. She has embraced the philosophy espoused in "Star Trek" and lives her life accordingly. Barbara is a bright and thoughtful woman as well as a talented artist. She also happens to be a fascinating subject, as we discovered following her through a typical day as a true-blue Trekkie, while she lets us in on what this personally means to her."
Barbara wears her phaser among other things on a belt to work and insists on her co-workers calling her the "Commander."
There is a dentist whose practice has a Star Trek theme and his staff all wear Star Trek uniforms. They show a language school which teaches people how to speak proper Klingon. I'm telling you all, if you have not seen this documentary you must put it on your list of things to watch. It is educational whilst being extremely funny and entertaining. Just wait, when you hear Gabriel yelling "PETER" into the phone you'll realize it was worth it.
For more information on Trekkies visit:
http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm
For Gabriel's Site visit:
http://gabekoerner.com/personal/index.htm
(This film has made a few of my friends and I want to attend the next convention in a city nearby, mostly for shits and giggles, perhaps to gawk but whatever. We just may learn something new....see i'm keeping up with my New Year's Resolution and stepping out of the box)
Sunday, February 05, 2006
The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants
So Melissa and I and her sister rented The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants. Cute movie, made us all cry a bit and want to find some hunky man in Greece to fall in love with. The story is about four best friends who decide to stay connected with one another as their lives start off in different directions. They pass around a pair of secondhand jeans that fits each of their bodies perfectly, even though they are all different sizes. They mail the jeans to one another and write about what happens when they wear them, as they figure they have some magical powers if they fit each one of them perfectly.
So after we watch the movie, Melissa pulls out a pair of jeans that she has and makes us all try them on. Low and behold they actually fit each one of us. Now there is about a 30 pound difference between her and I and a 40 pound difference between her and her sister. So she becomes very excited and makes us take pictures and then tells us that we all have to wear them. Apparently my turn is next weekend. I'll let you know if anything magical happens, or if a greek God decides to sweep my off my feet. I tried to post the pics of us however my computer is being tempermental. I will try again tomorrow.
So after we watch the movie, Melissa pulls out a pair of jeans that she has and makes us all try them on. Low and behold they actually fit each one of us. Now there is about a 30 pound difference between her and I and a 40 pound difference between her and her sister. So she becomes very excited and makes us take pictures and then tells us that we all have to wear them. Apparently my turn is next weekend. I'll let you know if anything magical happens, or if a greek God decides to sweep my off my feet. I tried to post the pics of us however my computer is being tempermental. I will try again tomorrow.
