Alright, so i applied for that job at my work. Now silly me, i've been employed there for over a year so figured myself to be an internal employee. Not so as i discovered today as i am not in the union. I guess they interviewed internally today for the job and so if they offer it to this person and i'm sure they would take it as they applied for it i'm SOL. If not then i have a chance at an interview with all the other external people. Good grief. Perhaps i'm just naive but who knew.
So now i feel like i'm back to square one and i'm wondering what to do with myself. My friend and i had a good chat the other day about life and how neither of us were prepared for all this shit. I mean here i am 27 with a part time job and i'm living at home. I need to establish myself as far as a career goes or even a good full time well paying job in order to feel like somewhat of an adult. I'm single and have been for countless years with no prospects in sight in that area either. I have been in contact via email with my mystery man and i guess the truth kind of sucks. I would have been open to dating him but he did point out in a very sincere email that we are very different in some fundamental areas that would not have the makings of a long term relationship. One being he loves children and wants them soon and I am not the maternal type as well there is the distance issue. He agrees that the attraction is there and we get along so well..... perhaps i am just lonely and was not looking at the bigger picture. Truth be told i'm starting to get really down on myself.....however having a pity party in my favour is not going to help me though i did shed a few tears this evening.
I recall an email from a friend of mine a while back, he was saying that he should be married with a good job and have a house and kids by this age.........where did i go wrong he asked. Now i don't neccesarily want those same things but i'm beginning to understand what he was talking about....I feel like a failure in many areas of my life...where did i go wrong???
Friday, October 28, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
The weekend
Ah the weekend. Friday i went to a friends and we watched Return to Oz...anyone remember that with the wheelers and the heads? Good times. Anyway so her husband gets a firecall and off he goes. She calls me the next day to let me know this girl had swerved to miss a deer and flipped her car numerous times and was preggers and may be paralyzed. Skip ahead a few hours and i'm on my way to a Rugby Beerup in the states with some friends. They begin to talk about one of their friends and how his girlfriend may be paralyzed. I pipe in and recant what i had heard inquiring if it is the same girl..... the three of them ask in unison "she was pregnant??" OOPS. So then of course i back track and was like "not sure." Insert foot into mouth. Ughh.
So we arrive at the beer up, i'm one of the few girls there. I felt like i was in an Episode of the Family Guy, they began to sing these politically incorrect songs.....like my mouth was on the floor from shock and horror but i was laughing at the same time, a guilty pleasure perhaps. The drinking continues and some of them wrestle, rip halloween decorations down, i see genitals, drinking out of shoes .....on and on. So now it's 6pm and we must depart for an all you can eat and drink fundraiser even though i'm sure we'd had enough to drink at this point.
It takes us a loooonnnnggg time to find this place and the guy driving goes down a one way street...the wrong way but we eventually arrive safely. So more drinking and eating and around 8ish i see this girl who came up with us but in a different car is rather unsteady, spilling her wine everywhere. I suggest she have some water but she goes to get more wine. Hands empty she turns around from the bar and boooommm vomits' everywhere. Ughhhh. So being the only other girl with them i must tend to her in the washroom and make sure she's alright. She eventually gets off the bathroom floor and there is vomit all in her hair, on her pants, hanging off her chin Ughhhhh. So it's like 8:30 i'm half in the bag and the bouncers say barfy has to leave. I did not come up with her but decide to leave with them anyway. It had been a long day.
So we arrive at the beer up, i'm one of the few girls there. I felt like i was in an Episode of the Family Guy, they began to sing these politically incorrect songs.....like my mouth was on the floor from shock and horror but i was laughing at the same time, a guilty pleasure perhaps. The drinking continues and some of them wrestle, rip halloween decorations down, i see genitals, drinking out of shoes .....on and on. So now it's 6pm and we must depart for an all you can eat and drink fundraiser even though i'm sure we'd had enough to drink at this point.
It takes us a loooonnnnggg time to find this place and the guy driving goes down a one way street...the wrong way but we eventually arrive safely. So more drinking and eating and around 8ish i see this girl who came up with us but in a different car is rather unsteady, spilling her wine everywhere. I suggest she have some water but she goes to get more wine. Hands empty she turns around from the bar and boooommm vomits' everywhere. Ughhhh. So being the only other girl with them i must tend to her in the washroom and make sure she's alright. She eventually gets off the bathroom floor and there is vomit all in her hair, on her pants, hanging off her chin Ughhhhh. So it's like 8:30 i'm half in the bag and the bouncers say barfy has to leave. I did not come up with her but decide to leave with them anyway. It had been a long day.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
HNT
I don't really think this picture needs much of an explanation, it's my mouth!! I feel extremely silly doing one of these HNT things.....so this will most likely be it.
I do however have another silly story about my mother. My nanny called one day and told my mother she kept hearing a beeping sound....something was wrong with her ear and she wanted to go to the doctor, it had been bothering her for days. My mom goes to pick her up and she too hears this sound and thinks it must be something awful. They rush off to the doctors, sit in the waiting room for over an hour and alas they see the doctor. He pokes and prodes at my nannies ear, doesn't see anything out of the ordinary, asks some questions. One of which is regarding her fire alarm....he believes the beeping is not IN her ear....but probably from the dead battery in her alarm which she needs to change. He sends them on their way with the above advice. Low and behold....it is the fire alarm beeping and making the noise. Now my question to my mother was 1st of all, how could she possibly hear the beeping coming from my nannies ear and 2ndly did the two of them not notice the beeping stopped when they left the house? She could not answer me as she was laughing so hard she was in tears.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
TYB = There's Your Boyfriend!!!!
I remember the first time i heard those words uttered. I was on my way to a concert with my friend Sarah like 10 years ago and she yelled that out and pointed to the boy in the car next to us on the stopped highway. It's been the most entertaining game i've played ever since.
This is how it works. You're out with some friends and see a poor soul who for whatever reason is not looking so great...perhaps it's their hair like a mullet, a rats tail or really long Fabio hair on a man. Maybe they are wearing some appalling atire such as cowboy boots, overalls (check out PP's blog for her list of what not to wear she inspired this entry today) or spandex. Now i'm not even sure how spandex made the list.....for working out or sports it's ok, but to go shopping in or out to dinner ... oh my!!! This should be a known fact. Anyway so basically someone in my group of friends will see a funny looking person, could be their hair or clothes as i've mentioned or perhaps they are just funny looking for some reason and they will say "TYB" and we'll look and burst into a fit of giggles...not too loudly of course wouldn't want to be rude. We are generally subtle about it and then begin to ask silly questions to the boyfriends target "Hey look Ashley there is your boyfriend, what is he doing here" type of things. Childish & mean perhaps, but we never make fun of developmentally delayed or challenged people or anything like that. Just randoms that don't fit our ideals as far as appearance is concerned. I don't mean just generally average people or even unattractive ones....there's gotta be something there to make it a TYB.
We once had a rule that you had to go talk to your TYB. So one day Dawn whispered TYB to me and pointed to this skidly looking gentleman. Long hair, plaid jacket, big running shoes with the tongues hanging out rather unkepmt looking. I don't recall the rest, however i went over and asked him for the time. He ignored me the first time i asked and the 2nd time he told me he didn't know....he was wearing a watch LOL. Perhaps him and his friends were playing TYG (there's your girlfriend) and i was the brunt of it.
Does anyone else out there do this?
This is how it works. You're out with some friends and see a poor soul who for whatever reason is not looking so great...perhaps it's their hair like a mullet, a rats tail or really long Fabio hair on a man. Maybe they are wearing some appalling atire such as cowboy boots, overalls (check out PP's blog for her list of what not to wear she inspired this entry today) or spandex. Now i'm not even sure how spandex made the list.....for working out or sports it's ok, but to go shopping in or out to dinner ... oh my!!! This should be a known fact. Anyway so basically someone in my group of friends will see a funny looking person, could be their hair or clothes as i've mentioned or perhaps they are just funny looking for some reason and they will say "TYB" and we'll look and burst into a fit of giggles...not too loudly of course wouldn't want to be rude. We are generally subtle about it and then begin to ask silly questions to the boyfriends target "Hey look Ashley there is your boyfriend, what is he doing here" type of things. Childish & mean perhaps, but we never make fun of developmentally delayed or challenged people or anything like that. Just randoms that don't fit our ideals as far as appearance is concerned. I don't mean just generally average people or even unattractive ones....there's gotta be something there to make it a TYB.
We once had a rule that you had to go talk to your TYB. So one day Dawn whispered TYB to me and pointed to this skidly looking gentleman. Long hair, plaid jacket, big running shoes with the tongues hanging out rather unkepmt looking. I don't recall the rest, however i went over and asked him for the time. He ignored me the first time i asked and the 2nd time he told me he didn't know....he was wearing a watch LOL. Perhaps him and his friends were playing TYG (there's your girlfriend) and i was the brunt of it.
Does anyone else out there do this?
Monday, October 17, 2005
Updates
I spent the weekend in the big city. My friend had free tickets to the Leaf's farm team so we figured we'd check it out. We had seats six rows from the ice and the game was quite good few fights a million penalties and such. As well this man decided to start yelling at & slap another gentleman in the stands...who continued to watch the game, very bizzare but nonetheless entertaining. Mr. Slappy got kicked out.
The next day i decided to hang out with a guy who i had been on a handful of dates with previously but told me he was not into long distance relationships and that we could be friends.....ughhh. So i told him i had enough friends and that was the end of that. Skip ahead 2.5 months and he sends me a message. So here i am this weekend at a bar with him in Little Italy. Needless to say good conversation, drinks go down well and we go to an after hours bar i had always heard of but never ventured to. We couldn't seem to find the people with the hidden juice and mickey's in their jackets LOL so we continued on our way. It was fun and i haven't the slightest if i will see him again .... we'll see.
As for my whole "should i do the interview or should i not do the interview" ... i did not have a choice in the matter, no interview :( The woman who's job i would have been interviewing for was informed the job she was offered was now reposted as the woman who's job she would have taken had resigned. She had applied when it was a contract but it has now turned into a permanent position. So that made my decision a lot easier....i'm looking into dental school LOL. But as my current job is only parttime ... i may also be in the market for a new job as i'll need to save some moolah. Why did noone inform me life was going to be like this ughhhh.
Oh and i have a Halloween party to attend....any suggestions for costumes?
The next day i decided to hang out with a guy who i had been on a handful of dates with previously but told me he was not into long distance relationships and that we could be friends.....ughhh. So i told him i had enough friends and that was the end of that. Skip ahead 2.5 months and he sends me a message. So here i am this weekend at a bar with him in Little Italy. Needless to say good conversation, drinks go down well and we go to an after hours bar i had always heard of but never ventured to. We couldn't seem to find the people with the hidden juice and mickey's in their jackets LOL so we continued on our way. It was fun and i haven't the slightest if i will see him again .... we'll see.
As for my whole "should i do the interview or should i not do the interview" ... i did not have a choice in the matter, no interview :( The woman who's job i would have been interviewing for was informed the job she was offered was now reposted as the woman who's job she would have taken had resigned. She had applied when it was a contract but it has now turned into a permanent position. So that made my decision a lot easier....i'm looking into dental school LOL. But as my current job is only parttime ... i may also be in the market for a new job as i'll need to save some moolah. Why did noone inform me life was going to be like this ughhhh.
Oh and i have a Halloween party to attend....any suggestions for costumes?
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Mullets and a bad conversation
So i like the rest of you find mullets rather amusing. I'm curious to know if those that sport such haircuts know that many of us laugh and point and recant stories to our friends about what we have seen. For the 1st time in my life after witnessing a terrible mullet the other evening, i actually felt bad for the person.
It was this young kid probably 15 or so at a pizza joint. He was with his friend and they were pretending to play the video games and laugh at one another. Mullet boy however looked extremely awkward, tall and skinny, dodgey eyes, acne and yes i can't believe he had this as well but a teen stash. All of that is bad enough but factor in a mullet. It was short yet sort of curly on top but more in an 80's feathered type of way. Of course it was long in the back, but almost halfway down his back and then he started to touch it and play with it, putting it into a ponytail then letting it drop repeatedly. For once i did not laugh, but instead felt sad in a way. I envision a very tough future for him :(
So to the bad conversation part. I stopped by PP's house for thanksgiving desert and some wine on Sunday evening. Her family is there and i've known her for 26 or so years and get to see her family from time to time. She's often talked about them being racist and prejudiced but i had never heard them speak that way until that evening. So we're talking about my trip to Japan and how i loved it there when her Aunt pipes in that she has no desire to go there ever as "i don't like those people." She refuses to appologize for feeling that way as well pointing out that she's only drinking water and not wine like everyone else....though i'm sure she had some earlier. " i don't care i don't like them" "i don't even have any Japanese friends" she laughs and goes on to say she does not like Chinese people or Japanese people or any of those Asians. I'm speechless and PP checks the tags on her Aunt's clothes to find out she's wearing a shirt that was made in China. PP asks why she is supporting people that she despises so greatly to which Aunty replies that they are taking over the world. I suggest she try to befriend some Asian people and learn about their culture....though that would probably be a really mean thing to put the Asian people through.
Later on we're recanting this story to our friend Heather who responds to PP with "yeah, i remember talking to your grandfather and he told me he didn't like black people" she couldn't recall how it came up. We were all flabbergasted I cannot understand how people can be so ignorant.
It was this young kid probably 15 or so at a pizza joint. He was with his friend and they were pretending to play the video games and laugh at one another. Mullet boy however looked extremely awkward, tall and skinny, dodgey eyes, acne and yes i can't believe he had this as well but a teen stash. All of that is bad enough but factor in a mullet. It was short yet sort of curly on top but more in an 80's feathered type of way. Of course it was long in the back, but almost halfway down his back and then he started to touch it and play with it, putting it into a ponytail then letting it drop repeatedly. For once i did not laugh, but instead felt sad in a way. I envision a very tough future for him :(
So to the bad conversation part. I stopped by PP's house for thanksgiving desert and some wine on Sunday evening. Her family is there and i've known her for 26 or so years and get to see her family from time to time. She's often talked about them being racist and prejudiced but i had never heard them speak that way until that evening. So we're talking about my trip to Japan and how i loved it there when her Aunt pipes in that she has no desire to go there ever as "i don't like those people." She refuses to appologize for feeling that way as well pointing out that she's only drinking water and not wine like everyone else....though i'm sure she had some earlier. " i don't care i don't like them" "i don't even have any Japanese friends" she laughs and goes on to say she does not like Chinese people or Japanese people or any of those Asians. I'm speechless and PP checks the tags on her Aunt's clothes to find out she's wearing a shirt that was made in China. PP asks why she is supporting people that she despises so greatly to which Aunty replies that they are taking over the world. I suggest she try to befriend some Asian people and learn about their culture....though that would probably be a really mean thing to put the Asian people through.
Later on we're recanting this story to our friend Heather who responds to PP with "yeah, i remember talking to your grandfather and he told me he didn't like black people" she couldn't recall how it came up. We were all flabbergasted I cannot understand how people can be so ignorant.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
The Future
So Jennifer would like to see a blog about the parking enforcement in her building.....i must say i am not a fan at the moment as i did receive a $40 ticket even after i actually registered. The funny thing is, i usually don't. I made the effort this time with one minor mistake I mucked up one # in my plate so technically my fault however they do not have to be such assholes about it. I wish i had a tale for you Jennifer of how i was able to get the parking man to swear at me :) but alas i do not. I've decided to dispute the ticket....it will be in the mail tomorrow. I did almost manage to have one of my clients swear at me this evening.......but that's nothing new comes with the territory of Social Work.
It does however leave me to ponder my future. I applied for a new job within my agency....but now i'm truly thinking of beginning again in a different field and not even going through with the interview. I'm not nor have i ever been thrilled with my job there and having a different position with essentially the same tasks....well obviously a lot more involved.... is not something i see in my future. So what to do what to do.
I'm going to look at a few different options. I've toyed around with the idea of Dental School for a Level 1 and 2 Assistant....I mean come on, you get to wear sneakers and scrubs all day what could be better? There's just that minor detail regarding math and science hahaha not my strong points, but i do have a willing teacher to guide me through it. I'm not sure he's aware of just how hard he'll have to work his ass off to help me.
Perhaps i'll finally get off my butt and go to Australia for a year on a visa....I'll be giving Nathan a call shortly to pick his brain and get some details on how fabulous the whole experience was for him.
And Jennifer, if they refuse to pull up my file and tell me that i still have to pay it.....you may just hear some swearing...though i'm not sure it will be from the ticket man.
It does however leave me to ponder my future. I applied for a new job within my agency....but now i'm truly thinking of beginning again in a different field and not even going through with the interview. I'm not nor have i ever been thrilled with my job there and having a different position with essentially the same tasks....well obviously a lot more involved.... is not something i see in my future. So what to do what to do.
I'm going to look at a few different options. I've toyed around with the idea of Dental School for a Level 1 and 2 Assistant....I mean come on, you get to wear sneakers and scrubs all day what could be better? There's just that minor detail regarding math and science hahaha not my strong points, but i do have a willing teacher to guide me through it. I'm not sure he's aware of just how hard he'll have to work his ass off to help me.
Perhaps i'll finally get off my butt and go to Australia for a year on a visa....I'll be giving Nathan a call shortly to pick his brain and get some details on how fabulous the whole experience was for him.
And Jennifer, if they refuse to pull up my file and tell me that i still have to pay it.....you may just hear some swearing...though i'm not sure it will be from the ticket man.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Embarassing Moments
So i was in the midst of doing some laundry when i started to giggle to myself, fondly recalling some terribly embarassing moments i've had. Let me share.....
1) So i'm staying for the weekend with a friend. Often i will lay out my pj's before we go out as i am generally too inebriated and useless to find my stuff when we return from an evening out. So i leave my undies and shirt on her couch. Well, her roomate decides to have some friends over for a movie and when we return home, my undies are nicely placed on top of my shirt on a table. Now...not too bad you think, well these were those old, ugly, granny panites, with holes in them type of things. When i asked him about it in the morning, i guess he picked up my stuff but my underwear fell to the ground for all to view ..... I was mortified.
2) Another evening I'm out with the same friend for her birthday only i get so drunk i decide while we've ordered post bar food that i must leave at that very moment. She hands me the keys and tries to explain the locks to me as there are many (like Seindfelds door) but i grab the keys and wave to her that i'll figure it out. I get outside and i'm feeling nauseous. There are police behind me as there was a "slashing." I'm in the midst of hailing a cab while i hold myself up against a pole and begin to vomit in the street. Luckily, i finish by the time the cab pulls up and the driver nor the cops see me do this. I hop in and make it to the apartment. For the next hour or so i try desperately to get into her apartment to no avail. I ride up and down the elevator pondering what to do, feeling like i'm going to die. Thinking i've figured it out i go back up and try again. Well i finally get in and not 5 minutes later my friend shows up. I tell her what has happened and she asked why i didn't just buzz her boyfriend who was home in bed, he would have let me right in.
3) I asked my bald friend once when i was staying there if he had a brush as i had forgotten mine. He of course replied with "what the fuck would i have one of those for?" I said "but i thought you might have a guest brush"
4) When i was about 12 my parents and i were travelling out West and we had stopped at a local McDonalds. I had a bit of gas, however i'm all sure you're aware of those hard plastic seats. Well, needless to say i tried to fart quietly but it came out in this loud thunderous vibration. Everyone stared in our direction. My father then stood up, faced all the other people while pointing at me and delcared "it was her."
5) When i was younger i used to think that TLC song "i ain't too proud to beg" was "i ain't too fried to bang" and would sing it out loud at the top of my lungs until someone pointed out my error.
I'm sure there are a million more moments.......as i'm quite klutzy....anyone care to add any?
1) So i'm staying for the weekend with a friend. Often i will lay out my pj's before we go out as i am generally too inebriated and useless to find my stuff when we return from an evening out. So i leave my undies and shirt on her couch. Well, her roomate decides to have some friends over for a movie and when we return home, my undies are nicely placed on top of my shirt on a table. Now...not too bad you think, well these were those old, ugly, granny panites, with holes in them type of things. When i asked him about it in the morning, i guess he picked up my stuff but my underwear fell to the ground for all to view ..... I was mortified.
2) Another evening I'm out with the same friend for her birthday only i get so drunk i decide while we've ordered post bar food that i must leave at that very moment. She hands me the keys and tries to explain the locks to me as there are many (like Seindfelds door) but i grab the keys and wave to her that i'll figure it out. I get outside and i'm feeling nauseous. There are police behind me as there was a "slashing." I'm in the midst of hailing a cab while i hold myself up against a pole and begin to vomit in the street. Luckily, i finish by the time the cab pulls up and the driver nor the cops see me do this. I hop in and make it to the apartment. For the next hour or so i try desperately to get into her apartment to no avail. I ride up and down the elevator pondering what to do, feeling like i'm going to die. Thinking i've figured it out i go back up and try again. Well i finally get in and not 5 minutes later my friend shows up. I tell her what has happened and she asked why i didn't just buzz her boyfriend who was home in bed, he would have let me right in.
3) I asked my bald friend once when i was staying there if he had a brush as i had forgotten mine. He of course replied with "what the fuck would i have one of those for?" I said "but i thought you might have a guest brush"
4) When i was about 12 my parents and i were travelling out West and we had stopped at a local McDonalds. I had a bit of gas, however i'm all sure you're aware of those hard plastic seats. Well, needless to say i tried to fart quietly but it came out in this loud thunderous vibration. Everyone stared in our direction. My father then stood up, faced all the other people while pointing at me and delcared "it was her."
5) When i was younger i used to think that TLC song "i ain't too proud to beg" was "i ain't too fried to bang" and would sing it out loud at the top of my lungs until someone pointed out my error.
I'm sure there are a million more moments.......as i'm quite klutzy....anyone care to add any?
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Mom at the Gym
So i've been a member of this particular gym for 2 years now. I am one of those people that will be extremely dedicated and go every day and then.....well you know how it is, visits become less frequent. Anyway, i've been quite good recently back at it lifiting weights and on that damn elliptical machine. My mother has often complained that she needs to start working out and get in shape. What better birthday gift then to give her a one month membership to my gym. I figured we could go together and motivate one another. Well, let's see, her membership began on September 1 and is up September 30 in 2 days. She has gone a grand total of 4 times. The usual excuses ensued "i'm very busy" "tonight is not a good night" "i'm tired" ...you get the idea.
So last night they had a hip hop class which i thought would be fun...arrived at the gym with mom in tow of course wearing all of her makeup. Turns out the class was cancelled so we decided to hit the weight room, first time for mom. Well let me tell you, i think my tummy had more of a workout than anything from laughing so hard. I showed her various exercises with the free weights, shoulders, biceps, triceps. She used the 5 pounds weights as her arms shook on about rep #7 "ohhhh my upper body is so weak" I then decided to show her some of the machines. My favourite part of the evening was when i introduced her to the squat machine, showed her the excercise and then it was her turn. We don't put any weights on the machine, just want her to get a feel for it first. She pulls the handles out and glides down to a squat position at which point she starts laughing and says she cannot get up. I tell her to just push up from her legs ... "i can't" she's laughing even harder and i'm in hysterics. I have to push the machine up with my hands while she tries to help with her legs. Oh man...enough with the weights. We decide to work on some abs before we go. I show her an exercise and she does quite well at it. Then the ball comes out. I sit on it, put my feet on the wall and show her a different ab exercise tell her to position herself where she is comfortable and steady. Mom gives it a try and repeatedly rolls off the ball laughing some more and declares " i hate that stupid ball" Clearly we are finished for the evening....on the way out she tells me that i should have showed her all of these weight exercises at the beginning of her membership. Gee if you had come to the gym more often i could have LOL.
So last night they had a hip hop class which i thought would be fun...arrived at the gym with mom in tow of course wearing all of her makeup. Turns out the class was cancelled so we decided to hit the weight room, first time for mom. Well let me tell you, i think my tummy had more of a workout than anything from laughing so hard. I showed her various exercises with the free weights, shoulders, biceps, triceps. She used the 5 pounds weights as her arms shook on about rep #7 "ohhhh my upper body is so weak" I then decided to show her some of the machines. My favourite part of the evening was when i introduced her to the squat machine, showed her the excercise and then it was her turn. We don't put any weights on the machine, just want her to get a feel for it first. She pulls the handles out and glides down to a squat position at which point she starts laughing and says she cannot get up. I tell her to just push up from her legs ... "i can't" she's laughing even harder and i'm in hysterics. I have to push the machine up with my hands while she tries to help with her legs. Oh man...enough with the weights. We decide to work on some abs before we go. I show her an exercise and she does quite well at it. Then the ball comes out. I sit on it, put my feet on the wall and show her a different ab exercise tell her to position herself where she is comfortable and steady. Mom gives it a try and repeatedly rolls off the ball laughing some more and declares " i hate that stupid ball" Clearly we are finished for the evening....on the way out she tells me that i should have showed her all of these weight exercises at the beginning of her membership. Gee if you had come to the gym more often i could have LOL.
Saturday, September 24, 2005
See i'm not a princess
So i decided today was the day to stop being such a girl and learn how to do an oil change on my car. Now for those that know me....and i appreciate all the ... OMG you've got to be kidding, can i come and watch I want to see you jack your car up LOL ... type of comments, I too understand the sheer hilarity of the whole thing. See, as i mentioned i'm quite a girly girl when it comes to certain things. I have never ever in my life mowed the lawn. My mother and grandmother are avid gardeners but you would never catch me out there...all that dirt and all those bugs. Once i tried to help and pick up leaves in the garden, wearing gloves i might add and i lasted about 10 minutes...it was just SO dirty and filthy out there. Now don't get me wrong I clean and do other things i just dislike being dirty.
So poor old dad was my teacher. He showed me where the oil filter was "Jesus these damn cars" and went on to explain how my Japanese car was much more difficult as the filter is tilted vs straight up and how the oil was going to pour all over him when he took the filter off. Then he had to wiggle from beneath my car to put on his coveralls which was a bit of a feat. He has had 2 knee replacements and has trouble walking half the time, let alone crawling in & out from under my car. He of course did everything and i watched, but i did get under the car with him learning how to do everything for next time. We also checked all the fluids and topped up what was in need. We then did the "light inspection" i sat in the car with the lights on while my dad and brother in law checked the lights....and you know what? I discovered a set of lights i did not know existed LOL. Dad kept telling me to turn on the secondary lights, i had no idea what he was talking about until he came into the car and pressed a button i had never ever touched. My brother in law had a smirk on his face and my dad just shook his head from side to side.
So poor old dad was my teacher. He showed me where the oil filter was "Jesus these damn cars" and went on to explain how my Japanese car was much more difficult as the filter is tilted vs straight up and how the oil was going to pour all over him when he took the filter off. Then he had to wiggle from beneath my car to put on his coveralls which was a bit of a feat. He has had 2 knee replacements and has trouble walking half the time, let alone crawling in & out from under my car. He of course did everything and i watched, but i did get under the car with him learning how to do everything for next time. We also checked all the fluids and topped up what was in need. We then did the "light inspection" i sat in the car with the lights on while my dad and brother in law checked the lights....and you know what? I discovered a set of lights i did not know existed LOL. Dad kept telling me to turn on the secondary lights, i had no idea what he was talking about until he came into the car and pressed a button i had never ever touched. My brother in law had a smirk on his face and my dad just shook his head from side to side.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Beware the Big Comfy Chair
Ok, so i've given in and joined the millions of other people in blog world (sound applause). Like i needed another reason to spend anymore time than i already do infront of this lovely computer.
However, this lady made me giggle the other day and i thought i'd share my story.
I was in Chapters reading this funny book about dating horror stories, but the woman sitting directly beside me was a bit off shall i say. As soon as i sat down she would not take her eyes off me, staring, which was a bit distracting, and then it dawned on me why the big super comfy chair beside hers had been vacant before i sat there. Every so often she would start talking to noone in particular, though perhaps she was trying to speak to me, i have no idea, i was there to enjoy my book not make friends and she was rather incoherent. She aimlessly flipped through a book, with a magnifying glass intent on the pages....would stare at me, flip, stare, talk, flip, stare, talk....you get the picture. Needless to say after about a half an hour of this, she got up and left. So just a warning to all those who frequent Chapters.... be weary of the big comfy chair.... it looks appealing but it may not be so great.
However, this lady made me giggle the other day and i thought i'd share my story.
I was in Chapters reading this funny book about dating horror stories, but the woman sitting directly beside me was a bit off shall i say. As soon as i sat down she would not take her eyes off me, staring, which was a bit distracting, and then it dawned on me why the big super comfy chair beside hers had been vacant before i sat there. Every so often she would start talking to noone in particular, though perhaps she was trying to speak to me, i have no idea, i was there to enjoy my book not make friends and she was rather incoherent. She aimlessly flipped through a book, with a magnifying glass intent on the pages....would stare at me, flip, stare, talk, flip, stare, talk....you get the picture. Needless to say after about a half an hour of this, she got up and left. So just a warning to all those who frequent Chapters.... be weary of the big comfy chair.... it looks appealing but it may not be so great.
