Christmas at my house!


My daughter and son inlaw gave me the most wonderful gift ever. They put a lot of thought into it. I could tell it was truly a gift of love. In a basket was wrapped , a soup bowl, soup mix (home made) with all the things that went into the soup. A warm blanket, and crackers plus some romantic movies to cuddle up with. Tonight I enjoyed my soup, blanket, and a movie. It is stormy out so it was such a pleasure to wrap my self up and stay warm. The soup was wonderful, and so was the warm snuggly blanket. I love gifts like that. Thanks Tiff and Brian.

Twas the night before Christmas... The family is coming over tonight(minus Jen, Jordan, and Abby)to have a Christmas Eve dinner, then to play games. It should be a nice time. I always love being with my family. I'm sick with a cough though. Those cadets shared the sick bugs with me. They were all sick and coughing before I left work on Friday. I'm happy that I have 11 days off now to recoup. Christmas day the whole family(those in town) will be at my sister Peggy's . We will meet very early to open presents, and then have brunch. Then visit and relax til the Turkey dinner . I look forward to having all my kids together. My wish for you is that you have a wonderful time with your families, I hope you take time to reflect on the the good things in your life and that you have a safe and blessed Holiday season.

Well, my little Angel baby turned 2 yesterday. Man how time flies. It was 2 years ago, one week before Christmas that Jen gave birth to the sweetest little angel ever. I went to her birthday party of course. Wouldn't miss it. Abby was so sweet , opening her presents. She seemed to enjoy it all. Then when it was time for her cake( cupcakes, her choice) she was so sweet as we all sang happy birthday to her. She was almost kinda shy. But she sure did dig into the yummy cupcakes that her mommy made for her. She ate all the icing and only some of the cupcake. Way to go Abby, you realized that's the best part of any thing baked. She looks the same from the time she was born til now. Only bigger, and just as sweet, if not sweeter. Anyway I know that I do gush. What can I say, she is my only Grand child. I know that I will probably be like this with all the future grandchildren though. It's so great being a grandma. Happy Birthday sweetie pie.

I think I'm done. Shopping that is. I know to some of you, I am way behind. I 'm always like this. I wait until the last minute to shop. I took off work today just to go shopping and finish up those last gifts I needed to buy. I have days coming to me so I took advantage. It was so wonderful to sleep in this morning, especially since we were having a lot of snow fall. I noticed this when I got up to go to the bathroom at 6:30 am. When I looked outside, it was so wonderful to know that I could sneak back into bed and sleep for a few of more hours. And sleep I did. Next thing I knew, it was 10:30 am. Wow. What? How wonderful. I felt like a lady of leisure. By this afternoon the sun was out, snow had stopped, and it was melting. So I made my way to the shops to finish up my shopping. When I came home I wrapped many a gift. Usually I'm the one wrapping on Christmas Eve after all the celebrating is over and it is the wee hours. On many occasion I'm sure I have heard Santa outside on the roof. Perhaps it is because I am so tired from all the wrapping and should be in bed. Well this year I am determined to have all my wrapping done before Christmas Eve. Goal is to have it done this weekend. That's the goal any ways. We'll see how it goes. I did get a fair amount done tonight though.

I had the best time ever. Michael Flately's " Lord of the Dance " was fantastic. We had seats up close to the front. About 4 rows back. It was all good until someone tall sat in front of me. But I managed to peek around him and enjoy the show. What a talented bunch of dancers. After the show my friend took me and her daughter out to dinner, compliments of her boy friend. Then after that we strolled through the casino. I'm not a gambler.( I don't know how) but my friend and her daughter played the slots while I watched. My friends daughter came away with $60.00 in winnings. Friend not so lucky. she lost all her $40.00 that she played. At least she sets a limit. Any way it was just a fantastic time. I loved the whole day. Cheers all.

My dear friends, Some what embarrassing to admit, I'm not getting an annual bonus and Christmas is tight this year. I will be making bedroom slippers for you all as gifts. Please let me know your sizes. You'll most likely agree that it's a splendid idea, and should you wish to do the same, I've included the instructions below: How to make bedroom slippers out of maxi pads: You need four maxi pads to make a pair. Two of them get laid out flat, for the foot part. The other two wrap around the toe area to form the top. Tape or glue each side of the top pieces to the bottom of the foot part. Decorate the tops with whatever you desire, silk flowers (this is most aesthetically appealing), etc. These slippers are:* Soft and Hygienic* Non-slip grip strips on the soles* Built in deodorant feature keeps feet smelling fresh* No more bending over to mop up spills* Disposable and biodegradable* Environmentally safe* Three convenient sizes: Regular, Light and Get out the Sand Bags.

I'm in love! More today than yesterday! I did not think it possible. I didn't think I could love more and more with each passing day. Of course it can happen. It happened with my children. I loved them from the day they were concieved. With each day of there lives that love got bigger and bigger. Tonight the one whom is the object of my affection is my adorable granddaughter, Abby. I looked after her this evening. We were reading stories and snuggling on the couch, and the most wonderful words came from her tiny , almost 2 year old mouth, just as I'm reading her "On top of spaghetti" and singing the words to go along with, I hear 4 words that made my heart melt into a puddle on the floor. "I love you Gamma"! Almost brought me to tears. What a sweet little angel baby. I Love you too Abby girl!

I have the nicest friend ever. I got a call tonight from my friend Arlene. She told me she has an extra ticket to "Lord of the Dance". She wants to give it to me as a gift. I was so blown away. Wow! What a kind thing to do. Then she told me that her boy friend is also going to buy us dinner afterwards. What? A top world renown show and dinner. I'm still scratching my head. What a wonderful kind friend. I'm not used to freinds being so kind. So all I can say is, a great big huge thank you. I'm going to Lord of the dance and dinner, this sunday. What a great Christmas treat.

This was sent to me from a friend. I don't know who the author is but I thought it was so wonderful, that I just had to share it.

I don't think our kids know what an apron is. The principal use of grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven. It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears. From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven. When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids. And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms. Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron. From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls. In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees. When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds. When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner. It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that old-time apron" that served so many purposes.

It's begining to look alot like Christmas, every where you go..... We finally have snow and cold. Up until last week we have had no snow and very nice temperatures. Well this week all that changed. It started snowing some time monday and did not stop until this morning. Plus the temp plunged down to minus 20( -30 if you factor in the wind chill). It is very cold. But I do have to admit that it looks quite pretty out there. On monday night as I was working helping my daughter at the store where she mangages, I had a nice warm christmas feeling. There were carols playing on the PA system, and the snow was falling out side( quite heavily I might add.) I felt like I was getting into the Christmas mood. I went home and took out my Christmas decorations and my nativity set. I don't even mind hearing Christmas carols. I won't put up a tree this year. At this point I am feeling like it is too much effort just for myself. Maybe if I was having Christmas at my house I would feel differently. But this year as in years past the family will gather at my sisters house. It's only because her home is large enough to fit all the family. We all chip in and bring food for the Christmas feast. It's a very nice relaxing time. It will be even nicer because I get to have all my kids with me. My little Abby girl too. She is getting to be at a fun age. Every thing is new and exciting. I love that age of discovery. I have been too busy to find new Christmas tradtions for myself. My neighbor down asked me to a tree trimming party at her home last year, and has invited me again this year. She provides refreshments and her freinds go and help her decorate her tree. It was fun. She has once again invited me this year. Maybe this can be a new tradtion. Even if either of us move maybe we can continue to have the tree trimming gathering. It's a good idea.

Not in the spirit! Unlike my lovely daughter inlaw, ( alittlebitofus@blogspot.com )I am not yet in the Christmas spirit. For one thing there is not any snow out side, which does not matter to me as I'm from B.C. where we often had green Christmas'. I have not been in any stores lately, where they are playing carols. I have been just working and at home. Maybe if I go shopping it will get me in the mood. Maybe I need to get out my nativity set. Maybe it's just too early. I don't know. Right now I don't feel like putting up a tree this year. But as I'm typing I have suddenly gotten the desire to get out a few of my Christmas bears and ornaments. Maybe that's it. I just need to talk about it more. I must admit that it has been harder to get in the Christmas mood since the kids have left home. I'm at a point in my life where I'm having to make new Christmas traditions since the old ones are no more. Since the kids grew up, they have started their own traditions. I remember when the kids were little we would set up the tree together. One year we went to a tree farm on Vancouver Island and got to cut down our own tree. We with friends and when we got our trees we went back and had munchies and hot chocolate. Every year we made it a point to drive around and look at the pretty lights. We would make an evening of it. We would also go to dinner and a holiday movie as a family every Christmas time. So I guess I feel at a loss as what to do. I am very happy that my children are starting their own traditions. I encourage it. These things are very important. I am now faced with having to make new Christmas traditions. I will have to think on that.

Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office? Yes. What can I do for you? I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Virgil Smith. He's hidin' marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but he's hiddin' it there. Thank you very much for the call, sir. The next day, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on Virgil's home. They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They sneer at Virgil and leave. Shortly, the phone rings at Virgil's house. Hey, Virgil! This here's Floyd . Did the Sheriff come? Yeah! Did they chop your firewood? Yep! Happy Birthday, buddy!(Rednecks know how to Git-R-Dun!)

I just had a very blissful afternoon. I got to spend a couple of hours looking after my little angel baby. It was such a delight. We read stories,( she loves books so much) we watched a bit of T.V. Kids shows on treehouse. We played with her toys, and read some more books. During that time we also had trips to the potty. She is in the process of potty training. Not once did she pee on the potty for me, nor did she pee in her panties. That girl has a strong bladder. I can't last a couple hours without having a pee break. I had so much fun. When mommy and daddy came home we were in the middle of reading the story " the three little pigs" for the 3 rd time. She seemed to like it. I would do silly voices when reading the lines of the wolf and the pigs. When I would ask her what the pigs would say ( expecting her to repeat " not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin) She would say " oink" Abby is no dummy. She knows that pigs don't talk. It was a very nice couple of hours that have left me on a high. Thanks for the nice time my little Abby girl. Let's do it again real soon. Grandma loves you.

She lives! A week ago I was crying my eyes out because a soap star was dying. I know it sounds trivial and stupid, but I was in a very vulnerable mood last friday. The thing is soaps are famous for there cliff hangers. Such is the life of T.V. Well, as I cried for the dead Reva Shayne, ( the heart monitor proved that she was actually dead.... then fade to comercial..) I had to wait to see on monday how the family would grieve her. Well wouldn't you know it, come monday , the heart monitor started up again. Didn't I say that in soaps she would either live our come back to life. This did not happen with the prime time soap of "Grey's Anatomy" Denny Doucette. His heart monitor did not start beeping at the start of the season premier of Grey's. I really liked the charachter of Denny.I thought he was so good for Izzy. I really hope a new love interest will come along for her. Some one as gorgeous and loving as Denny was. I know, I know. So trivial. But T.V. has us hooked whether we like it or not. Any way , I am so happy that Reva Shayne lives. It's just entertainment. So why do we get so hooked and involved. Could it be that in some small way we can relate?

I want to buy a goat for Christmas. Maybe a couple of chickens too. Not dead ones, and not for me. I want to buy them for people in 3rd world countries. World vision has an ad on TV right now telling all about the gift of goat and chickens. I thought it was a fantastic idea. My sister mentioned this to me last week. She wants her boys to give her a goat for Chrtimas. When she said that I thought maybe she was a little nuts. What, put a goat in your back yard??? It would freeze in our 30 below winters. She would have to bring it in the house. She lives in the city. It would not be an ideal situation. Then she explained to me about buying a goat for people in other countries. 2 goats would provide milk and cheese and also breed to have a whole goat family, and so on.... I feel Christmas is so materialistic. There is so much hype about gifts, gift, and more gifts. The real meaning gets lost. For me It's about the birth of Christ. To others it's about peace on earth or whatever your belief is. My point is that we lose the meaning and it just becomes a stressful time, spending money we don't have, and eating way too much, forgetting that there are human beings with totally nothing. They go hungry every day. They don't get even a gift at all. I say this every year that I am going to keep Christmas simple. I would really like to do it this time. I'm calling my kids and my parents and friends to see if they want to chip in with me and buy a goat to make others lives better.

Good news or bad? The bad news is my car needed a new fuel pump. Money I do not have. Good news, my momma and daddy were able to help me out, to pay for the new fuel pump. Greater news, I got to spend a few hours with my little Abby girl tonight. I had my kids over for dinner this evening. It was so good to be with my kids. When things are not going well in my life , it is always great to be around my kids, and grand child to make things right with the world. I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful family.

Tonight I found myself sitting in front of my television, bawling like a baby. For one thing , I was watching one of my favorite soaps and a star that has been on for a very long time did a dying scene. I started to cry. At first just sniffles, then before you know it I was all out whaling. So stupid I know, but I just could not help it. I was sad because this star has been on this show for many, many years. I could not help think , now what? I was also sad because my car died tonight. Maybe in actual fact I was not greiving the death of a fictional T.V. character, but I was greiving the death of my car. I think that's what it was. I sure hope and pray that my car can be brought back to life. I hate it when we have to depend on automobiles. Gone are the days of horse a buggy. When the horse gets too old you send it out to pasture to live out its final days. To buy a new horse does not cost near as much as car parts. I suppose back in the olden days it was very costly to buy a new horse. It depended on if you were rich or not. I really do not wish to go back to horse and buggy. For one thing it would be too cold living in a Canadian province. The winter months would be brutle. My dad and mom did it though. They went to school and town all bundled up in furs for the long winter trek. They survived. Anyway, I pray my car does not cost me too much to get it fixed. Right now I just do not have the extra . If it costs too much, then I guess I will be taking the bus. I've done that before. Not the end of the world. People do it all the time. I've also been there and done that for quite awhile. So who knows. I am feeling better. I've stopped my blubbering. As far as the soap star??? It's a soap. People die and come back to life all the time right. So there is hope that she will come back. I know, you are all saying " who cares" That's okay. We are all entitled to our own opinion. Cheers all. Have a good weekend.

My cutest little girl was a cow for halloween. Isn't she just cute. Poor thing had a very bad cold though. I hate it when my kids are sick. My grown up ones and my wee little grand baby too. It makes me feel so bad when they are feeling poorly. I want to make them feel better right now. Any way, My cute little Abby girl was the cutest cow I ever did see. At least she was very warm in her snuggly cow suit. She was so cute.

This is a subject I am trying not to be jealous or petty about. Fairness ,and equality in the work place. Favoritism does exist. Some people are more fav than others. That is reality. I was off work ,sick for nearly 3 months. When I got back to work I was aproached to donate to some cards and gifts for others who were off sick for only 3 weeks. I was taken aback at first. I did not get a card, nor a gift saying that I was missed. Why do some people matter and not others. I worked this through in my mind. Was it because my illness is not as life threatening as others? Or was it because I am not a favorite in the eyes of my boss? I don't know.? I think it is the latter. I may not be important to my collegues, but in the eyes of the lovely cadets that I clean for , I matter very much. All I have heard from them is praise, since I have returned to work. They are so happy , and notice that I make their lives easier by what I do for them. That is all that matters. After all, if it wasn't for the cadets, I would not have a job. I must remind myself that I must do my job for God and not for men. Then things in my mind would be far easier. But my human mind tells me that I must work to please my boss. I long to hear praise from my supervisor. I'm afraid that will never happen. My supervisor is such a ditts. Sorry to say but it is the truth. So I will have to hang on to the praises of the cadets and know that I am doing a good job. I will never hear it from my supervisors, that's for sure.

"We are in search"....pause ,pause, pause........."of a crime scene!" "These are the words of the ever so cool David Carusso of CSI Miami, who ever so carefully places his sun glasses on his face and walks off into the sunset! . Oh David... Why must you pause after each ...... ........!
My work did a spoof scene of CSI Miami. Our CO was the infamous "Horatio Caine " sun glasses and all. It was so funny and perfect to a " T" I think it is very odd that Horatio must say a few words..... then have a several second pause ... before he says his next ....words.!!! Check it out and you will know what I mean. Horatio is a hero to small children and very beautiful , helpless women. Seriously.. check it out. Okay CSI Miami I like , but it is not my fav of the CSI series. I am a fan of the original CSI how ever. I also do enjoy the CSI NYC. I have always been a fan of Gary Sinise. He's not only very serious, but he is cute in his own kinda chief of the department way.

Please tell me there are not really people this materialistic. It gave me a chuckle though.


A very successful lawyer parked his brand new Lexus in front of the office ready to show it off to his colleagues. As he got out, a truck came along too close to the curb and completely tore off the driver's door.Fortunately, a cop in a police car was close enough to see the accident and pulled up behind the Lexus, his lights flashing. But, before the cop had a chance to ask any questions, the lawyer started screaming hysterically about how his Lexus, which he had just picked up the day before, was now completely ruined and would never be the same, no matter how the body shop tried to make it new again.After the lawyer finally wound down from his rant, the cop shook his head in disgust and disbelief. "I can't believe how materialistic you lawyers are," he said. "You are so focused on your possessions that you neglect the important things in life.""How can you say such a thing?" asked the lawyer?The cop replied, "Don't you even realize that your left arm is missing?It got ripped off when the truck hit you!!!""OH, MY GOD!" screamed the lawyer...."MY ROLEX!"

Wordless Wednesday !

Little Miss Muffet sat
On her Tuffet,
Eating her curds
And Whey.

I never knew what real curds were until tonight. A cousin of mine came to visit. We had a family supper at mom and dads house. My little angel baby was there as well.(granddaughter Abby) She is so cute and funny. I just love watching her. Anyway, we sat around the table visiting, and my cousins Larry and Susan brought out some curds from a cheese place they were at in Manitoba. We tried them fresh from the factory. I tell you , in my opinion they were wonderful. So fresh and yuuummy! I now know what curds are. They are not some kind of cereal that I thought miss muffet ate. Curds are a cheese before it becomes cheese. I think that is right. It is when the cheese is pressed of all the whey before it is pressed into cheese blocks. I think. Anyway I loved it. So fresh, and salty, and cheesey. Any way I not only enjoyed the curds, but enjoyed my visit with the cousins. I have said this before that these cousins are one of my favorites. Only because we spent so much time with them growing up. Happy childhood memories. It was a very nice time, curds and all. I think little Abby girl might like curds too, as she loves cottage cheese, and curds are of the same kind of consistency!

Here's a joke for you, sent to me from a friend.


A funny one to start your day. A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can seefrom her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack. "Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday." Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. Thefrog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it'sokay,he knows the bank manager. Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral. The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed. Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult withthe bank manager and disappears into a back office. She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called KermitJagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000,and he wants to use this as collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what in the world is this?" The bank manager looks back at her and says ... (You're gonna love this) (Its a real treat) (A masterpiece) (Wait for it)....

"It's a knickknack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His oldman's a Rolling Stone." (You're singing it, aren't you? Yeah, I know you are .........) Never take life too seriously! Come on now, you grinned, I know you did!!! Have a lovely day!

I realized that my first anniversary of blogging has come and gone. I was looking back on my posts from days gone by and it hit me that I have been blogging for a year now. Wow. Time flies when your having fun. Thanksgiving is coming up and it was last thanksgiving that sissy and I were doing dishes at mom and dads after our thansgiving dinner, and hiding stuff all over thier house. Now here we are aproaching thanksgiving again , and once again it will be held at mom and dads house. I wonder if mom and daddy will trust us to do dishes again. I wonder what sissy and I can do to make things fun and interesting. So to all you canadians happy thanksgiving.

I have a Precious Moments Bride doll named "Tammy" It was purchased in 1982. She is a limited addition. I even have the certificate of authenticity. No more than 5000 will ever be made. Her head is all porcelain, hands poreclain as well. Body and feet are cloth. She is about 18" long and is wearing an off white lace wedding dress and veil. If any precious moment collectors out there are interested in purchasing her or know of anyone who is, please leave me a comment. I never got the groom to go with Tammy. She was actually a gift from my ex husband some 25 years ago. I have no use for her now. She is in excellent condition. So like I said, if you or anyone you know are interested please let me know. I even have the original box she came in.

Hi Ho Hi Ho it's back to work I go. It will seem kinda strange after being off work for a couple months. I think I'm ready. I've had a bit of a time out from work. A personal leave if you will. But after our Canadian thanksgiving (Oct.9) I will be back to the old grind stone. I look forward to seeing my co-workers again. At least most of them. Some , however I do not look forward to seeing. I am determined to change my attitude toward such offensive people. I'm going to try to kill them with kindness. You know the saying " you can catch more flies with honey" not that I want to catch flies. Maybe that isn't the right saying. The point is , I want to adjust my way of thinking about certain folk that try to purposely push the old buttons. Wish me luck! And those of you who believe in prayer, I would appreciate all the help I can get. Being off work for 2 months has not been easy financially. I am so thankful to family who have helped me in any way they were able. I just want to give a shout out to my fantastic parents who have been there for me. I love ya mom and dad. My kids have been great too. Just in the moral support I have had from you all has really gotten me through a tough time. I only hope that some day I will be able to turn around and help others the same way.

When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place.
Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied.
Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall.
You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter.
The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty.
You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there were one, but there isn't - so you carefully but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The Stance."
In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance."
To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!"
Your thighs shake more.
You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It is still smaller than your thumbnail.
Someone pushes open your stall door because the latch doesn't work.
The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet.
"Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course.
You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try.
You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain; her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."
By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose that somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.
At that point, you give up.
You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat.
You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.
You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women, still waiting. You are no longer able to smile politely to them.
A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??)
You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"
This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restroom (rest??? you've got to be kidding!!).
It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long.
It also answers their other commonly asked question about why women go to the restroom in pairs.
It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door.

This is so true it is humiliating! Guys you are so lucky.

Fall is such a beautiful time of year, yet it can seem so sad to me. I love the sunshine and colors, but at the same time I feel a sadness. Things are slowly dying! soon will come the death of winter. Dark, dreary, leaveless trees, snow turned and muddy brown. Yuck! as you may have picked up , I hate the death and brown of winter. Cold, brown sugar snow covered, slippery streets. The time of year one has to pre start cars and let them warm for 20 minutes before driving them. You all from countries that don't get - 30 below would not be able to relat to this at all. It is dam cold, and dam dreary. I can't focus on that though. It still is nice hear right now. Today was coolish, but very bright and sunny. I will take it. So cheers all. Happy fall and soon thanksgiving. I will get through the cold winter like I always do. One day at a time.

I just have to brag about my little dollykins. She is so cute. And so smart. We had dinner with her tonight at great granny and grandpas house. Abby was so adorable. She was so charming, giving us kisses, high fives, and later chased us with a make believe bee. She would come to us with her bzzzzzzz, and she even acted like a snake, sssssss. When I read her the book " old McDonald book " and tried to trick her with different sounds , she would correct me. She would point to a cow ,and I would quack like a duck she would say" no cow" or when she would point to a dog I would say " meow" Abby would say " No puppy" Can't fool her. What a brilliant little girl. She gives me such delight and joy. I am so happy that she lives closer to this gramma again. Abby is the light of this grandmas world, make no mistake about it.

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I can't believe how beautiful it has been here. We have had hardly any rain in 3 months. It is hot and dry. For Sept. it has been in the mid to high 20's. I love it . I want to hang on to it as long as I possibly can. Although I don't much like the hot, hot days, I 'd take them over the cold days of winter any time. With winter there is a sadness. It makes me feel blue. I love color, and the dreary grey drab days of winter make me sad.
So I will enjoy the last few days of warm weather that we have. Soon it will be many months of cold and grey. I do love fall. I love the fresh, crisp air and golden leaves. It is the yuck of winter I do not like. I just have to come to terms with it . I wonder how long that will take. I have lived here for 12 years now. Oh well, with winter, comes the promise of spring and summer. And so the cycle goes.

So you have all heard by now, my kids are back in the city. My precious little grandbaby is back in the city. She is so adorable. Does she not look so cute while sleeping. The family had a get together last week. I was so happy to watch my baby play in great grandpa and grandmas garden. She was so gorgeous. I know that I am bias, but if not me then who. I'm so proud to be a grandma of a precious grandbaby.I just can't wait to spend more time with her.

I often think about the people in B.C. that I used to clean house for. They were very kind to me. I remember helping with party's as well as clean house for them. My favorites were the Cummings. Jim and April. They were so kind to me. They lived on a lovely piece of land , had a horse, wild garden of flowers, a sly cat, and they bread dogs. Golden retrievers. I not only vacuumed up dog fur, but I also helped them with dinner parties. It was a great time. I loved cleaning for and helping the Mr. and Mrs. Cummings. After all these years I wonder what has become of the dear couple. I hope they are still alive and well. They were my favorites that I worked for. I hope that all is well with them.

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Here is Gumby and pokey. This is another show I used to watch when I was young. I thought they were so cool.

This is Davey. He has a dog named Goliath, and a sister named Sally. Does anyone out there know what I am talking about? Davey is the star of a T.V. show I used to watch when I was quite young. I loved it. The other show I used to watch is " Gumby and Pokey." A palstesine charachter also on T.V. As a young one I loved these shows. My kids don't even know who the heck they are. I think I will have to see if I can find some shows that I can let Abby watch when she is over at Grammas house. It just brings back memories of childhood. I was sitting watching tv tonight and something flashed accross the screen( can't remember what) and it made me think about the animation I used to watch as a child. I know animation has come a long way. The new ones are computer generated. Gumby and Pokey was not. It was shot frame by frame. Pose, frame,pose frame. When it was all put together it became a moving picture. Boy does that ever age me. I'm not that old......???? According to some I am. Oh well. Isn't Tecnology great.

Today I helped my mom vaccum the church. Her and dad clean our church, but since dad was out of town , and I am off work, I was able to help mom. I vacuumed up some 30,000 sq. feet of carpet. Whew. Being summer, the spiders, and crickets are in abundance. Even though they are vacuumed every week. It is summer. There are plenty of bugs no matter what. So I got right to it at 9 :00 am. and finished at 2:00 pm. Mom did take me for lunch for about 45:00 minutes, then back to it. I'm glad I was able to help mom out. I was tired when I got home and had a nap for a couple of hours. The thing I look forward to is my son arrives in the city tomorrow. He has not seen his wife and daughter for three weeks, me for 4 months, his sister for 8 months, and grandparents ( on my side) for 8 months. I know that his wife and baby will be the top priority. But this sunday we have a family BBQ. planned at my parents house for a reunion. I can't wait to see my boy( young man). It will be great. Then the family will be all back together in the same city. I am so thankful for that.

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I am so thankful for my girl. She helps me stay focused and balanced. Tonight I called her in such a panic. Actually I was quite distraught. My girl helped me see clearly about things and stay focused on things. I am actually embarrassed to admit that I was feeling very insecure. My Tiffany girl is so good for me. I am so thankful for her. She helped me see that I was maybe over reacting. Thanks Tif for being there for me. I love you.

She's baack. My little lovey is back in town. I went to see her and mommy today. I was so happy. we went to look at the place that they will be living, then we went to see great grandpa and granny. We arrived just when grandpa was making cookies. Abby helped. It was so cute. she kepted taking the cookies from the pan to the sugar bowl before they were even baked. It took a few minutes for her to warm up to me since she has not seen me since Easter. It did not take long though. Before I knew it she was giving me hugs and kisses. She is so polite. When she wanted to go by she said "watch out". Her mommy said " Abby you say excuse me , not watch out" So next time Abby wanted to go by me she said " scue me" It was so cute. Abby counts to 11, and she is only a year and a half. I am so happy that they are back. I can't wait til my son gets here. He had to stay back and finish up work and movers. Soon though, he will be here. I miss you son. Your girls are gorgeous.

I am so excited. I just contacted a long time freind from my past. She was a maid of honor for my wedding, many years ago. I can't beleive it. She was my best freind in high school. We lost touch over the years. Many years have past since we were in touch. Perhaps 25. What a shame! The other night I was in the mood to google some of my friends from days gone by. My Friend came into view. I was so excited to hear back from her. It was actually my freind and brides maid Lea- Ann. Wow. I'm so excited. I look forward to hear more from her in the next few days.

I long to have many granbabies. I know that it may not be possible due to the fact that I only have 2 children. But I wish them to have many babies. It would be so awesome! I don't want to put any pressure on my kids at all. but I sure would like more beautiful grandchildren. We'll see what happens. I know my girl and son inlaw would be great parents. I already know that Jen and Jordan are great parents. So Come on kids of mine . Pop out more babies for me to love and spoil. No pressure though. He he. I love you no matter what.

My little darlin would have been the youngest, niece, great niece, great, great niece, grand daughter, great grand daughter and youngest cousin at the family reunion. It is too bad that my son and his wife and Abby could not be in attendance. There would have been many cousins to pamper little Abby, and give in to her beck and call. Many of my cousins children were the age of 13 to 17 yrs of age. Abby would have been spoiled by them. If they could steal time away from me that is. But since they were not there it was not an issue. I wish they were there. Maybe next family reunion.

Home again home again, jiggedy jig. I'm home from the family reunion. It was a fantastic time. I should know better than to think that this family would be anything but who they are. These cousins that I was with are my favorite cousins, only because we spent the most time with them growing up. They have not changed a bit. They were the same old, fun loving, accepting, people that they have always been. Down to earth, real people. It was a great weekend. The weather was great as well. So hot! I got home this afternoon, and found the weather to be just as hot. I forgot to get someone to water my plants while I was away. A few were very dried up. Some I am able to save, but I'm not sure about my tomato plants. I have a few tomatoes that are turning red, but the leaves are brown and curly. We shall see what comes of them. I gave them a good drink and will give them more. Who knows?? It is so good to be home.

It's party time! Woo hoo. Summer is great. And along with summer comes family reunions. Yeeessss! A time to go and see relatives you have not seen in over 30 years. They have changed, and I have changed ( a lot) I'm so much more than I was 30 years ago! I'm a bigger person(not better). Yes I've added a lot of weight to this family photo. I have gained, a son-inlaw, a daughter in-law, and a cute baby grand child. I have also lost a few. An ex husband! That's a lot of weight there. But I have also gained weight on my own body. As well as wrinkles and gray hairs.( which I try to disguise). As I set off for this family reunion, I secretly hope that my cousins have gone bald, got wrinkles, gray hair, and missing some teeth. Whoops, sorry. How vain is that! I know that time does that to people. Okay maybe not the missing teeth. But the aging does happen to us all. So why am I so self concious? It's because......??? I guess that....???? I'm afraid to admit......???? that well... I'm getting old. Yes a reunion reminds us of that fact. When we see uncle so and so and think" wow he sure has aged." Or auntie so and so surely must have had some plastic surgery. She looks fantastic." Or we just put on the false , fake, " oh you haven't changed a bit" when in actual fact people are saying in their minds " has she ever gained the pounds" or" I know she's had a boob job." Any way. This family reuion should be a blast. My family is more real than that. I think. So I will be there saying all the things I'm suppose to and hoping everyone else does the same.

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Tonight I was sitting on my balcony just enjoying the evening air. My eyes looked over the trees ,and out to across the street. I live across the street from a cancer patient facility. As I looked, my eyes could not help staring at a room that had windows wide open. In the room was a patient in a bed , with no hair. So I could not tell if the patient was a man or a woman. But as I watched this patient, they kepted picking up what looked to me like a white piece of paper. A letter, or maybe a photo. Then they would set it down on the bed side table. Then only a few seconds later they would pick it up again and set it down again. I know that the patients that are in this cancer facility are very ill and close to death. My heart was very sad for this person that I don't know. I just could not help wonder about their life. I'm not a snoopy , peeping Tom who normally looks through other peoples windows. My eyes could not help but be glued to this scene. I sat on my balcony for about 1/2 an hour and just watched. I wondered, if this person was in pain. Why was a nurse not coming to help? In a few moments a nurse did come in and I saw that cool cloths were brought, and put on the patients head. It has been very hot here, so I 'm sure that they felt the heat too. As I continued to watch, I notice the patient flex their arms in the air. First the right one then the left one. Then they would reach for the white peace of paper, turn it over in their hand then set it down. I just started to pray for this person. Sometimes I am so guilty of comlpaining about what I'm going through because there are others in far worse shape. But someone else told me that it does not take away from what I go through. My own pain is my own pain and it's all I know. But it made me stop and reflect. We all have our own crosses to bear.

I've just watched the movie" Shadows in the sun" Great movie. I absolutely loved it. Joshua Jackson was just fantastic. He's so gorgeous in this movie. I fell madly in love with Italy all over again. The movie was set in Italy and was about a writer that quit writing 20 years previous. It was so gorgeous. It made me think of the movie " Under the Tuscan Sun" Loved that too. I long to go to Italy. It is my dream, to own a villa and grow grapes, and make wine. A dream a long way off I know , but it's fun to dream.

I'm kinda miffed right now. It may sound trivial to some but who cares. I am assigned to do laundry on certain days. It is the custom in my apartment building. Though laundry is free, we choose to do our washing at certain times. Tonight is my night. I get my laundry and clothes soap all organized. When I get to the laundry room , someone else has broken the rule. What! How rude, I think. It is my turn. I don't ever infringe on someone elses laundry time. I feel like pulling out the laundry offenders clothes , and shoving them aside. But me being the person that I am, I wait patiently. I'm now 1/2 hour behind my scheduled time. I'm ready to go and remove the laundry bandits clothes from the machine. When I get to the laundry room, it is empty of the laundry bandit and any evidence of strange articles of clothing.. Whew! Lucky for the stranger who has cut into my laundry time. I was about ready to pull all the clothing from the machine and leave a nasty note. But although it has set me back 45 minutes, I'm still in good shape to get my washing done before my time is up. The thing that really bothers me is that it is not the first time this has happened. Oh the joys of living in an apartment , and having to share laundry services. Next time this happens , I'm thinking I will have to aggressive and take the culprits clothes from the laundry machines. Or not. I'm such a chicken. What would you do.

And two more have fallen!

It has been a very sad time around my work over the last 10 days. Two of our young trained mounties have been shot in the line of duty. A huge manhunt was on to capture the suspect. Just today the man turned himself in, thank God. But sadly our 2 did not make it. It was reported on monday that they died over the weekend , within 2 hours of each other. How very sad. Both these mounties were parents of young children. As I watch our young cadets come for training to be RCMP officers, I'm so very proud, yet, at the same time I wish them safety. This is the second incident in a year where RCMP officers have been shot and killed in the line of duty. The questions that haunt me and many others, is how could this happen? What would drive a person to that much anger and hatred to kill. Never mind a police officer. I'm so very proud of our police. Whether they be RCMP, city police, armed forces, .... They put there lives on the line every day to protect people like you and me from those bad guys. So when the cadets are graduating and being sent out into the real world, I always say" go get those bad guys, but stay safe" My prayers are with the families of the 2 fallen officers. It is a very sad time.

It was a scorcher. The day that Jill and Trevor got married. Hot, hot, hot! It turned out to be a gorgeous wedding day inspite of the heat. Every one was all sweaty so it did not matter, that I was all sweaty. We were all the same. In the heat of the out door wedding tent, we all smelled the same. But , like I said, it was a great day. My job as a nanny to baby Alyssa Joy went fine. I got to play with her in a slightly cooler nursery. (cooler than the santuary at the ceremony) And during photos the baby and I were in an air conditioned home while the wedding party were out side in the scorching heat of the afternoon sun. It was plus 33 c. Hot!!! So I was happy to perform my duties as a nanny and try to keep the little darling cool and I snuggled her while she slepted in my arms. I loved it. Thanks Jill for asking me to be a temporary nanny to one of your candle lighters. I was so happy to do it. Blessings to you and Trevor on your marriage. It was a great day.

Happy wedding day Jill and Trevor. I'm so excited for you both. I am also happy to help as a nanny for your little Alyssa. Candle lighters daughter. She is 6 months old , and so very good and gorgeous. I held her during the rehearsal, and will look after her during the actual wedding . I love to do this , being a grandma , myself. It should be just fine. Baby Alyssa is so adorable. It is going to be so scourching hot but I will do my duty as a grandma and a nanny.

I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it, I'm about to loose control and I think I like it..... Laaalalalalala.


My son and daughter inlaw are moving back home. And can you believe it , they are bringing my granddaughter with them. I can't wait. August 14, my son starts a job here in Saskatchewan. I am so happy!! I have missed them so much. Especially Abby. Only because she changes so fast. In only a few months, she talks more. Last week My son called and left a message on my answering machine. But I was surprised to hear dear Abby on the other end of the phone. She said, " hi, Gamma. Love ooo. " I have not yet erased that message ! I long for the time I can hold her and snuggle her and have sleep overs with her. I also long for the days when my sweet daughter has children and I too can snuggle them. Soon I hope . So in the mean time I will be celebrating the return of my little granddaughter. Yippee, yay, and Hooray.

The cost of living hasn't affected its popularity.

How can there be self-help "groups"?

Is there another word for synonym?

Where do forest rangers go to "get away from it all"!


Is it possible to be totally partial?

What's another word for thesaurus?

Is Marx's tomb a communist plot?

If swimming is so good for your figure, how do you explain whales?


Show me a man with both feet firmly on the ground, and I'll show you a man who can't get his pants off. It's not an optical illusion. It just looks like one.


Is it my imagination, or do buffalo wings really taste like chicken?

It's not thirteen, but is all I could come up with.

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I had a perm like that in the 80's. Wow.

Okay let's move on from Babs to another person who I find so very interesting. His name is Dog . Ya , that's right Dog the Bounty Hunter. I find him and his family fasinating. He hunt's down criminals. His work takes him into some rough spots—seedy hotels, drug dens, and tough neighborhoods. No matter where he goes, Dog tries to help out people when he can, when they'll listen. He's a big believer in second chances, having turned his own life around. After serving time in a Texas penitentiary, Dog vowed to redeem himself by operating on the right side of the law. It is his own criminal past that inspires him to help the fugitives he hunts down to go straight. Dog strongly believes in the American judicial system, and he shows mercy to everyone he can.
No matter how much sympathy he has for his prey, Dog has to get the job done. And no mission could be completed without the assistance of his posse. For Dog, hunting fugitives is a family affair. His wife and business partner, Beth, helps out every step of the way, supporting Dog in the field, handling most of the paperwork, and checking up on leads, warrants, and fugitive addresses. His sons, Leland and Duane Lee, are also important members of Dog's crew. While not a relative, Tim Chapman is another key part of the posse and is considered by Dog to be a "blood brother." At the end of the day, as Dog says, "We're family. That's what counts." Dog is said to be a born again christian, and prays with his crew before going on a hunt. But he is not the typical straight laced christian that you and I would think. He smokes like a chimney, has a potty mouth that would make you want to bring out the soap to wash his mouth, and he wears sun glasses indoors and out that makes you think he has something to hide. But yet I don't doubt that he is a christian. Who am I to judge. The show is really interesting. So check it out on A&E. You may get hooked like me or get totally offended.