One magical spontanious moment in time

Have you ever had just one magical spontanious moment in your life that was just great. Well as many of you know my family gave me a ticket to see Bon Jovi for mothers day. Well yesterday was the big day. There were so many magical moments. My "sistar" E, friend M and partner in crime "B" all hop in to the COUGER MOBILE (that is what E called it) and head out for the 3 hour drive to the concert. The first one wonderful moment was that my sister "B" had gotten a free ticket to attend. So we had to pick the ticket up when we got the concert city. She went to the hotel where the ticket was waiting to get it and there were (sit down for this) 2 FREE TICKETS WITH BACK STAGE PASSES. Unreal. We were so excited we squealed. We all took our pictures with the passes around our neck. We get to the concert field, after walking about 30 minutes up hill in 30 degree heat. We go in find and find our other friend C and her friends. Chat and at that point B and myself decided to go and check out what is happening behind the sceen. We walk around, not much to see or happening so we go back out into the croud and watch STATE OF SHOCK. By, are those guys good. We sing, hop and dance. We see a few people we know and show them our passes. When the band finishes we decide to go back inside to see what is going on. There is Randy Backman walking across the field. We don't want to be freakes and go ask for autographs so we just keep strolling. We then go watch Randy Backman and Burtin Cummings perform. B says this reminds her of our old border Aiden so I call my brother on the other side of the country and screem into the message machine that I am 20 feet away from his teen idols. They finish so we go for another walk around. We sit on some stairs and just wait for Bon Jovi to arrive. Everyone is waving to us and saying HI like we are somebody. I try to call E to see if she wanted to come in for a bit to look around at basically trucks and road people. No answer. I guess with the crouds outside it is hard to hear a phone. We get up to go back up to the front of the stage to watch the concert (we are between the 50,000 people and stage). As we walk up pulls 2 Suburban trucks with Bon Jovi. They drive up besides the stage. We run to the front just as Richie walks out (S I took a picture for you) (My sister S wanted me to tell Richie that she forgives him for leaving Heather Lockler HAHA) Then Jon runs out. So wonderful. I said there would be 50,000 people, me and Jon Bon Jovi and I wasn't far from it. B and myself stood beside the stage the whole time and danced and sang. I even think Jon laughed at B at one point because she does this little waving motion sometimes when she dances and she just happened to be doing it when he looked over at her. He stated to chuckle. Then he sang MAKE A MEMORY. Breath taking. When the concert ends I say to "B" lets go back and see if we can see them. She follows me like I am going to jail. We walk around the stage and there is no one there. We see the guys legs under a transport truck, as they are getting into their SUV's. I say "come on B we are getting closer" . There are 2 police on motor cycles who are escorting the band away. They don't seem to really care that me and B are stood there. As Bon Jovi pulls away we are the only 2 people stood there waving. I said thank you for making my life complete. Sounds kind of corny but that is exactly how I felt at that very moment.

The band is gone. There are 50,000 people leaving the concert field, we were like a herd of cattle. It took us an hour, shoulder to shoulder with unknown people. At the end of the walk there was a old covered bridge. My partner in crime "B" and myself were walking through with approx 200 people (that is about full capacity) when some guy, at the top of his lungs, started singing (Bon Jovi toon) SHOT THROUGH THE HEART AND YOUR TO BLAME and everyone else sang YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME. It was just a random moment. Everyone laughed. "B" said "that was so cool". And it was. It just put the topper to a wonderful day.

We meet E and M at a gas station and head back home. We got home 3am. I feel like I have been hit over the head by a dump truck. Guess I am getting to old for these late nights. But you know what, I WOULD DO IT ALL AGAIN.

Asparagus and my veggie garden

Asparagus - a delicious veggie - especially on the BBQ. I had never bought it before as I didn't know what to do with it but this spring I bought some. My sister "S" came over for a bbq and she showed me how she has been cooking it. YUMMY. All spring I have been buying it. Well, my nephews fiance came for supper 2 weeks ago and we had asparagus. She didn't eat it, she said it makes your pee smell. We all looked at her like she was a little nuts (Sorry "A"). This past weekend I went for a hair cut and my hair dresser and myself were talking about my new garden (another story) and how I had just showered as I had been out shovelling horse manure for 2 hours. She asked me if I would be growing asparagus. I said I didn't know. She said "it makes your pee smell". Last night my sister "B" (partner in crime) came to her favorite coffee shop (my kitchen) and said "A" was right, asparagus makes your pee smell. Now I have been eating it fresh from the fridge and I can honestly say I have not smelled funny pee. I am a little distrubed by this whole topic because I am wondering how they find this stuff out. How do these people know this, are they on their hands and knees sniffing the toilot.

Speaking of shoveling manure, we had our soil delivered FINALLY. Only took 2 weeks. Of course they deliver it just days before the weather network announces that we are getting a week of rain. So my husband and myself work like dogs trying to get the soil spread and our garden in. We get up and go to the barn the other morning and get a load of horse manure (thanks Pam) and come home and spread it, till it and rake it. I only have tomatos at this point to plant. Well the rain started at 7 Saturday evening and still hasn't stopped. Of course it has been a dry spring so our property is basically dry - well at least the area where our veggie garden is going. WELL, wouldn't you know it, there are 2 run of drains from our septic field that run out right inside the veggie garden wall. My garden is nothing but a big mud swamp. Tuesday morning before going to work I am out there in my white house coat, with my flip flops, slipping and sliding down the hill, with a pitch fork. I am bound and determined to move some of the rock wall to make a drain for the water. I HAVE TO SAVE MY VEGGIE GARDEN. My husband is looking at me like I am nuts (whats new ha). It worked, some of the water started running of. So I go to work. When I come home I decided to go out (in rubber boots this time) and make a big trench right through the middle of the garden to help drain some of the water. Well, when I stepped into the garden I went up to my knees in mud. My husband came down over the hill with a shovel and rake and we started. We had to remove the rock wall we had built, rebuild some walls. At one point I asked my husband if he just wanted to mud wrestle as the "garden" had that sort of consistancy. We shoveled the mud into the "good" section of the garden. We had mud on our faces, all over our clothes all over the yard, you get the idea. Lets just cross our fingers that this works. My garden went down to about 1/2 its size. I have bought all sorts of seeds but as of today the ground is still to wet to plant anything. But the bonus to this is that because of all the bud I have great skin this week HAHA

The phone

I have come up with a new phone message - to the tune of JACK WAS EVERY INCH A SAILER

We're not here right now
We're out shoveling dirt
Mowing, weeding, planting veggies
Man my back sure hurts.

(chorse really fast)

OH shovelling dirt shovelling dirt
We're out shovelling dirt
From May to September
We're out shovelling dirt

The funny thing is that when I had my winter message on the phone the car dealership called for servicing. They left a message and the lady was laughting. The next thing I know someone tells me that his friends mom has the same massage as me and sure enough it was the woman from the dealership - she had stole my message. WELL didn't the car dealership call yesterday for servicing and the lady left a message - first laughing then the message. I don't think it was the same woman but I am not sure.

I use to work the front desk at our office. I would answer the phones and everyone would say I was singing the greeting. I would be the face greeting clients when they came in. One day, I decided since it was spring, to wear my sandles. I looked down and my toe nails were not painted so I went to the drug store and bought some nail polish, came back to work and put a coat on my toes. Sure enough wouldn't that be the time someone came in to pick up something. And the guy was new to the office so we didn't know each other. (most people who know me understand that I am a little strange) So here I am painting my toes and look up and here is the big guy stood there looking at me. I just laughed and explained, really fast why I was painting my toes at my desk. Of course the next time he came in I thought he worked for a whole different company than he worked for and told him I didn't have any paperwork for him. He just gave me that "you dumb woman" look. Then I realized who he was and put my head down and passed him the papers. I don't think he ever came back.

Garden

Well our soil finally showed up last night - 3 beautiful loads. Now we have to move it to our area of the garden where we have preped for the veggie garden. Just went out and bought tomatos. I know I have to many but they were so cheap I couldn't resist. Last time I planted 10 plants I had at least 1000 tomatos. I ended up making salsa. I know that is what will happen again. Of course last year I only planted 4 plants and only got 2 tomatos. That was sad really. Trying to split those tiny tomatos up 4 ways for each of us to share a taste HA. Wrong family. I must have been day dreaming there for a second. Those 2 tomatos tasted mighty fine (don't tell the kids that - I didn't share) The year that we had 1000 I had every window lined with green tomatos. The bushes were so full they were falling to the ground so I ended up picking a bunch every day. I tried to do fried green tomatos - GROSS. I used them in sandwiches, soups, sauce - everything we could think of. I guess I will have to read some Martha Stewart magazine and see what she is doing with hers.

Speaking of Martha, we have been landscaping our front yard AGAIN. I made a simple statement about the lawn does not look finished and I mentioned what we should do. GUESS WHAT we did it. We put liner and mulch all across the front of the yard, whipper snippered the ditch (we put in a rock wall a few years back) and last night we put lights all across the front. Around 11 my husband woke me up to ask if I wanted to take a walk around the yard. He said it looked just like a Martha Stewart yard. Needless to say I grunted and went back to sleep - or at least pretended I was until he shut of the light and went to bed. Our hard work has paid of thought. The yard is spectacular.

To much information

I am sure I have the words DEAR ABBY written across my forhead. Maybe it is the way I listen to everything, taking in any usless information that comes my way. People just volunteer information to me especially strangers in stores.
One of my co-workers (a 48 year old male) has took it upon himself to inform me that he has planter worts. Why he felt I should know is still quite a mystery to me. Every day he comes in and sits in my office and gives me the latest update of the worts. Duct tape seems to fix planter worts, just like it fixes everything else - did you know that? I had heard a rumor. Did you know that BLAH BLAH BLAH - that is what I have been hearing - a bunch of nothing about planter worts. Well, thank God, this morning he came in to announce the the last 3 came out last night. LIKE WHO REALLY CARES. Will I miss his 4 time a day updates NO, NOT AT ALL.

Must be Raining AGAIN

It is raining outside today. I shall do my most favorite thing, the one think I just love to do on rainy days (you already know if you have been following my blog). I am going to meet my girlfriend A for lunch at Cora's. We see each other 4 or 5 times a year and pick up where we left of. We use to eat lunch every day for approx 5 years but then she "retired" and my office moved location so now it is just when ever we get a chance to meet. We will sit, drink coffee, eat yummy food and talk about everything but nothing of great importance. At the end we will hug and say see you next time and yes, we should get together but we never do. Our lives are so busy. A is a wonderful woman and spirit. Her sister died 10 years ago and left behind a 2 year old and 6 week old. "A" was just starting to enjoy the "empty nest" way of life. Bought herself a motor cycle, started travelling with her husband and girlfriends. She even got blessed with a beautiful grandson 4 years ago. Around that time, her whole life changed and she became legal guardian of her sisters children (now 6 and 8). I am sure there are days when she is pulling out her hair and would like to go back to being "empty nest" again but one day those 2 little children she took in to her house, will look at her and say THANK YOU. She has given these children the most wonderful life. I think "A" is a hero. Everyone has a HERO in them somewhere, we just have to look and see where it is sometimes and sometimes it may take years for it to appear.

I am a hero

After reading today's blog, my sister emailed me and had to say this - I feel like a hero right now

There was a guy who got fired in the states for saying that to a customer. They record the calls and his supervisor was listening and he got canned. He then did the talk show tour and I think he’s writing a book. Maybe it’s all because of you! I’m teary eyed just thinking how you inspire soooooo many to succeed

I have met my match

If you think I am a little strange you should meet our office assistant, M. I just went out to speak to her about a bruise I had. Then we started talking about her new deoderant that was giving her a headache. She said "can't you smell it" and she started flapping her arms like a bird flaps its wings. TO FUNNY

I have put my phone number on the NO CALL list that our government has in place. This prevents call centres from calling your house. It doesn't work. I still get between 4-6 calls per day. Sometimes I answer then and hang up, sometimes I answer them and put the phone in front of the TV or radio, you get the picture. I figure if they are going to call they can pay for it on their end. Well I have had 2 funny experiences with these calls over the years. The first one happened about 1 year ago. We had company over one night and the phone rang. My daughter said "mom it is one of those 1800 numbers gain". Me being me, picked up the phone, answered it and layed it on the table. My friends kept talking and after about 4 minutes my husband picked up the phone and could hear a woman saying "is this Cheryls house" He handed the phone to me and said it is a woman looking for you. I thought he was nuts but took the phone and said HELLO. It was my mothers friend visiting from another province. She was in town and thought she would call me to say hi. I felt so bad. I explained why I did it. I checked the phone afterwards to see the phone number she used. It was her cel phone which registered her phone number from her province. My daughter seen it wasn't our area code and just assumed it was a solititation call. Needless to say I check the numbers now before answering.
The second one happened about 2years ago. I had a guy call and start with his blurb. I got a little angry as it was supper time and yet again, about the 5th call I had received from such a number since getting home from work. I said, with my stern voice "I suggest that you take my number of your list right now" and he said "I suggest that you lick my balls" I SAID WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY (I was very loud and mad by now. He repeated himself. I was so mad I hung up and ranted and raved all night. By the next day I calmed down and found it quite funny. Imagine how many calls these guys make in the run of a day and how many rude people they come in contact with. Some days I wish I could use a sentence like that at work (not those exact works)

Toner and me don't mix

I work in an office. Every now and then we have to change the toner in our old spear copier. I have a history with this machine. Approximately 9/10 years ago it needed toner replacement. I usually leave this job to my manger but since he was at lunch thought I would take on this challenge (not sure if it is me that is challenged or the machine - you be the judge) I take out the old toner cartridge, shake the new one, pull out the plastic tab (as on the instructions) and PUFF toner all over the office. I had the toner cartridge upside down. After 10 seconds of total shock I back away slowly. I had to call building maintenance to send someone up with a vacuum immediately to help clean it. Then I called the service department of the photo copier to have them send someone in to clean the inside. Was not a pretty site. Since then we have purchased a new 3 in one machine (fax/printer/photocopier). The toner is much easier to change - but I still leave the honor to my manager. WELL this new and improved machine broke down recently - we were all in a panic so we plugged in the old faithful photopier. I went about my daily work. I could hear 2 ladies from the office talking about changing the toner in the old photocopier. I, being me, trot back to see whats going on. I say "Sure I know how to do this." As I am removing the old cartridge and shaking the new one I tell them the story about my previous experience. We all laugh our butts of and PUFF out comes all the toner from the new cartridge. 3 of us just stood there with the black cloud of toner rising around us. It took about 10 seconds for it to comprehend what had just happened. I HAD DONE IT AGAIN. Needless to say not only the floors had to be cleaned this time but the whole cubicle area where we had it stored had to be cleaned. We were cleaning toner for days.
The reason I remembered this story today is that today I decided to wear my new white capri pants. I go back to boil the kettle for a cup of tea and while waiting I say "Self, you should roll that old printer into the storage room out of the way" So as I proceed to shove this machine across the office I look down and isn't there BLACK TONER all over my new pants. I guess when we cleaned it up last time I made a mess I forgot to clean the back.

Zipper

Another day of unusual things - for me at least. It is only 10:16 in the morning and I have discovered that my zipper is broken. Now I have to go around all day with my "fly" open. Lucky for me my blouse is outside my pants so I have to remember to keep pulling it down.

I remember when I bought these pants. They are black carpi. I use to wear them with high heel boots. One of the guys I work with, Doug, would sing out "beem me up Scottie" He said I reminded him of star track. He even went to the trouble of making all the staff (only 5 of us at the time) little Star Track badges (made of paper). He would walk up to me and hit it and say BEEM ME UP SCOTTIE He thought he was so funny. I was at the coffee shop one day and in he walks with his badge on and said it right in the middle of the shop. What can you do but laugh. Now I wear shoes and not boots with them. Actually now they won't be worn at all unless I get a zipper.

Watch where you stand

Friday at my place is a mixed bag of anything. Sometimes I come home and there are friends of the girls hanging around, some days my husband is out gardening and other days my husbands best friend comes up for a beer and they sit in "man land" and discuss the work week. Well this friday was no exception. I come home and sure enough, there is Rex's big red pick up on the driveway. He has left enough room for me to get my little car between our van and his truck, so that I can drive down around our wood shed and our garage and come back up and park my car between the garage and house. Well, no one knew I was home because when I do my little loop down around the buildings I come up by the back of the shed and there is Rex out having a pee before he goes home. Why he decided to go out behind the garage to pee is beyound me when there is 2 acres of hidden trees. Anyway he got quite the fright when he seen the little green car come speeding out beside the garage. It took about 15 minutes to get my husband of the ground as he was laughing so hard. Poor Rex will never be the same again. Lucky for me I was concentrating on my driving and didn't notice him.