Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Today driving to work I saw a very interesting sight. There were 2 people dressed in yellow slickers head to toe, and ventilator face masks, riding on the back of a flat bed truck. In the hands of these 2 yellow slickered folk were hoses , that were spraying water and chemical up into the trees. As I got closer I realized what they were spraying the trees for. Here in our Province, we have Cankerworms. They are ugly, crawly, blend in with the tree branches, and munch on the leaves until you have no leaves left. As I passed this yellow, spraying crew, I burst out giggling. The yellow slickers were covered in many black slimy cankerworms. Good job yellow slicked out people. Thanks for saving our trees and putting up with being covered in slime. I don't think I could do it. Just talking about the creepy crawlers makes me feel, creepy crawly. I had some cankerworms on the tree outside my balcony. There were so many that it looked like the tree branch was moving. What I did, was got out some disinfectant spray and attacked them and the dirty nest too. I feel like the wicked witch from Wizzard of Oz. I'll get you my pretty, and your little nests too! Except these wormies are not so pretty and do major damage to our trees. So Maybe I'm a hero like the yellow slickers. I'm saving many birdies homes. Ya, that's it.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

It is my daddy's 73rd birthday today. Happy birthday daddy! I hope it was a wonderful one. I adore my daddy. He has always been an involved, helpful, lending a hand and ear, father. Right from the time we were kids he was there playing with us kids, taking us camping, playing baseball, or taking us fishing. I must admit that I have been very lucky to have a dad that has been so involved in our lives. Other children have not been so fortunate. Even my own kids, have not been as blessed to have a dad like mine. But my children have been blessed to have a grandfather who has been just as involved in there lives as he has been in mine. Thanks Dad for stepping up to the plate and being an example to me and my children, and showing what a father is really supposed to be like. I am blessed, my children are blessed and your great granddaughter Abby is so blessed to have you in our lives. Love you Daddy.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

I just came back from the most wonderful stay at a bed and breakfast. The rooms were elegant, the breakfast was scrumptious, and the hospitality was like no other. Okay I have to admit that the B&B was run by my brother and his wife in Alberta. I may sound bias because I am related to the host and hostess, but beleive me when I tell you that staying at the Rose Cottage is an experience you won't want to miss. The bed and breakfast that I speak of is in a little hamlet called Rosebud Alberta. In this hamlet is a school that is called "Rosebud school of the arts." The school teaches students to act, produce, sing, and serve in theatrical productions. The school puts on dinner in the mercantile, then guests move across the street to the theater for a fantastic performance put on by the school. The last drama was called "On Golden Pond" It runs for 3 months then the next play starts. I was there the last weekend of "On Golden Pond" In a week the next play will start. My brother is the maintenance, and gardener hired for the school. Also he and his wife have this bed and breakfast that I have mentioned. Please check out the link to the Rose Cottage B and B. My brother John and wife Sue do a fantastic job. Not only is the bed top shelf, but the breakfast is to die for. It is candle light, fresh roasted coffee(brother roasts his own daily) and gourmet eggs benedict, or tomato, basil fritata, or whatever else my Susie chooses to serve. It is above and beyond the regular ho hum muffins and and cheese that mosts b&b's serve. In fact one b & b in the same town does not even serve breakfast, which makes me wonder why it is called bed and breakfast. It should just be called bed..... Any way, my weekend was great! I did not have to pay because I am family but I do try to earn my keep by helping out when I'm there, either by changing linens, cleaning , or helping with the meals. But if you do happen to be a paying guest, it is so worth it. You will truly be pampered.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

I got a new hair cut. I'm not sure what to think. I have to play with it for awhile and see how it goes. It's called the wind blown, sassy, messy look. We'll see.

Sunday, May 06, 2007


It's the most wonderful time of the year! I love spring so much. It is my favorite! I remember when I was in my teens , my family and another close family of ours , would go to the "Old Fort" in northern B.C. near where we lived ,and would climb a hill that was filled with crocus. It was so beautiful and so memorable. The time we spent there will never be forgotten. We would take a picnic lunch and then climb the big hill and enjoy the view and flowers. I think that is the time I fell in love with spring. A time when everything came into bloom. The grass turned green, and the trees would bud, and the pussy willows would come out. It was almost magical to me. So now this time of year I breathe a huge sigh of delight when I see the buds on the trees and the pussy willows and crocus . I love this time of re- birth! New life! So awesome!

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Clean jokes can be funny, read on.....

One day, a man came home and was greeted by his wife dressed in a very Sexy nightie. "Tie me up," she purred, "and you can do anything you want." So he tied her up and went golfing.

A woman came home, screeching her car into the driveway, and ran into the house. She slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Honey, pack your bags. I won the lottery!" The husband said, "Oh my Gosh! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?" "Doesn't matter," she said. "Just get out." badabump

Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right, and the other is a husband.

A Polish immigrant went to the DMV to apply for a driver's license. First, of course, he had to take an eye sight test the
Optician showed him a card with the letters 'C Z W I X N O S T A C Z.' "Can you read this?" the optician asked. "Read it?" the Polish guy replied, "I know the guy." badabump!

A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband. Suddenly, her husband burst into the kitchen. "Careful," he said, "CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my Gosh !You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my Gosh WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They're going to STICK! Careful . CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have your LOST your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!" The wife stared at him. "What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?" The husband calmly replied, "I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving." Oh groan! badabump.

Fifty-one years ago, Herman James, a North Carolina mountain man, was drafted by the Army. On his first day in basic training, the Army issued him a comb. That afternoon the Army barber sheared off all his hair. On his second day, the Army issued Herman a toothbrush. That afternoon the Army dentist yanked seven of his teeth. On the third day, the Army issued him a jock strap....... The Army has been looking for Herman for 51 years. Hee hee. Badabump.... ;)

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Mom and daddy picked up their new home on wheels today. So exciting! They will begin packing it with belongings from the house as much as they can fit and the rest get rid of. As dad was trying to park the trailer in his drive, a flukey thing happened. He took too sharp a turn and ( don't know all the details) his back window of the new truck shattered. Oh no daddy!!!!! So sorry!!! Not your new truck! A 100 dollar deductible and it can be fixed. Still what a sickening feeling he must have had to hear that sound of shattering glass. . Speaking of sick..... My poor momma ended up in the hospital this afternoon. She was scheduled for a colonoscopy tomorrow morning. As she was doing her day before prep she became severly dehydrated. Dad called the Dr. and was recommended to bring her in to emergency . Poor mom. So I imagine she is getting an IV to replenish her fluids and will carry on with the dirty deed tomorrow. Poor momma. Dad went to visit her tonight. I'm sure she will be fine, but will be feeling like she has been run over by a ..... something..... Poor momma.