Elder Abuse

My oldest daughter, K, is 18, going to Trades College. We expect that once she graduates, she will want to move out, get her own place with a friend and experience freedom. Doesn't everyone at 18 dream of that. She announced the other night that she is never moving out. She has it to good at home. YOU THINK Our girls only have to clean their rooms and do their own laundry. Well I asked her if she ever seen the commercial for elder abuse because she was doing Elder Abuse at that very moment. Imagine threating my husband and myself like that. LOL

Corn

Last evening I picked E (my daughter) up at work at around 11. On the way home we pick up her friend Monica to come stay for the night. When Monica gets in this is how the conversation went:
Me: Hi Monica, how has your summer been
Monica: Good, corn, I had corn
Me: Corn (I am thinking that is kind of personal telling me she has corns, and at 15 years of age)
Monica: Yes, actually I only had a 1/2 corn
Me: What are you talking about. I said how was your summer and you are telling me you had corn
Monica: HAHAHAHAHAHAH I thought you said supper
Me: I was thinking you can talk to me about anything, girly things, but talking about your corns is kind of personal

We laughed so hard

Crying Baby

Last night K and myself decided to go to bed early (10:30 is early for us) We just wanted to get a good nights sleep. Well sometimes the best intentions can go WRONG. First of all around 12 I wake because the TV is still on and really loud. K turns it of. Then at around 12:30 our oldest daughter, who was up the street watching movies with a friend, decides to come home to grab her pj's and go back for the night. We are wide awake, lay there and complain, K can't stop talking (whats new). We finally doze of. 2:30 we hear a baby crying outside our window. I think I am dreaming, then realize it wasn't a dream. We live out in the country, how would a baby get outside our window. I wake K and he hears it also. He gets up and goes out and gets a flashlight and goes outside but there is nothing. We figure it is our "indoor" cat outside killing a rabbit (sad but true). Our daughter must have let the cat out by accident when she came home to change. We are lying there AGAIN trying to get back to sleep. We just doze, 3:25 the cat is on the back deck fighting with something. K jumps out of bed screaming "SOMETHING IS KILLING MY PUSSY" - killing your pussy - I feel like killing your pussy let alone another animal. He runs up to the back deck, flicks on all the lights - I am sure at this point in time any planes coming in at the airport thing they are diverted to my back yard - and there is the cat all by herself sitting there. He picks her up and brings her in the house. We go back to sleep finally until 6:20. Another GOOD NIGHT SLEEP had by all.

Where is Absentia

Our family attended our daughers & neices grade 12 graduation on Friday past. My husband is partial deaf so he does not realize he is loud when he is "whispering". He can't sit still for very long before he gets bord so the whole ceremony he "whispered". At one point he went for a cigerette and when he came back I had moved my daughter so that K could sit between B (partner in crime) and myself - I figured he could have someone else to talk to besides me. He came back and started "whispering" again. His little funny was where is Absentia. If a child was unable to make the cap and gown ceremony then when their name was called the principal would say that they passed in absentia. Well, after the ceremony at dinner my husband came right out and said to the whole group "is Absentia a place where they have alot of exchange students". He was serious (which does not happen very often) He really thought absentia was another country. He has been around the world and has never heard of this country so was going home to look it up. ABSENTIA: in absence

Prom and Confussion

Yesterday was my step-daughter K's prom. She looked like a barbie doll. We were so proud. The prom was classified as a "safe grad". This means that they have their dinner and dance, then are bused to a local sports arena and swim, play, dance, and there were bouncy castle/gladiator games provided. This lasted all night then they get bused home. Well, 5:18 this am I get a phone call and it's K locked out of the house. I had mentioned to my husband last evening to leave the door open for her but he forgot. So I get up and open the door and there she stands, tired but happy and goes straight to bed. I ten proceed in and turn on the shower and start to get ready for the day. Just as I am getting in my husband says "it is 5:24 not 6:24" I turn the shower of and climb back into bed for another hour.

Hot and Sticky

B and myself had to drop of my daughter and her friends at the movies. We decided to go to Walmart for a look. I needed a styrofoam ball for a party tomorrow. Of course it cost me $119 for the ball (not really but the ball was $5 and then all the other stuff I bought be probably didn't need). B and I just take our time, looking, trying on stuff, etc. We go to the cash and I am so thirsty. While waiting to get checked in I decide to take a coke out of my case and drink it. As I open it coke starts to fiz and go all over me, the magazines, floor and of course B. I just pick up the new track pants I have for my husband and start wiping myself of. I look at B and then at my shirt and say "I look like I am lacktating" Not a pretty picture. We walk out and go home all sticky. Of course it is 30 degrees here today so hot and sticky describes how I felt with my arms hung out the windows.

A Good Sale - I think Not

Just looking at a disk of some old pictures and came across this pic. B (partner in crime) and myself hit a big sale on this sweater - but didn't know each had bought it. She shows up at my office for coffee break and to show me her $10 find and guess who was wearing the same sweater ME. Needless to say I put mine in the Good Will bag when I got home.

I'VE NEVER BEEN CALLED "SLICK" BEFORE

I am at work and have some mail for the out tray at the front desk. I trot on up and there is a person sitting there waiting to pick up paperwork. I recognize her from years ago when I use to sit at the front desk. I casually say hi and make small chit chat. I say "the last time I saw you was years ago and you were pregnant." She smiles and says, I don't have children, never pregnant. I say "I must be thinking of someone else. I never get to see anyone any more now that I don't work up front. Yes, it has to be at least 10 years since I saw you".

I then leave and go into my bosses offices to discuss a new piece of business. I tell him what I said and he is laughing and telling me "that is something you NEVER say to someone - are you pregnant" I defend myself and say I just said I thought she was pregnant years ago but must have confussed her with someone else" Lucky for me L walked in and said Cheryl was SLICK. She smoothed talked her way out of that. Slick I like that. Never been called Slick before.

Movie with the men

My sister B (partner in crime) and myself usually go to the movie every friday night with our friends C & E. (we now have a movie blog if you are interested
http://1movie-4opinions.blogspot.com/ ). A few weeks back our husbands decided not to play cards on a friday so we decided we could go to a movie with them. I really wanted to see the new movie ROBINHOOD. There was a man from our province in the movie and thought it would be good. First let me say, every time I go to a movie with my husband K, I get frustrated. He is partial deaf so he talks out loud during the movie, he is a food-a-holic so he eats all during the movie and he is a diabetic so he sneaks candy during the movie and hopes I won't hear (no, can't hear someone chewing like a cow next to me). Anyway, B and her husband came with us and we all really enjoyed the movie. Afterwards we decide to go to a coffee shop for a tea before heading home. We are in line and my brother in law (who is quite a large man) starts waving to a bunch of teen girls in the drive thru window. They are waving and calling out and he is smiling and waving back. He is giggling and tells us "look I still got it, there are a bunch of young girls waving to me" With that the tiny man behind him says "that is my daughter and her friends, they are waving to me". My brother in law T is so embarrassed, we are all laughing and the man is laughing also. He was stood behind T and I guess the girls had seen him and thought it would be fun to get his attention - I guess they got everyone's attention in the line us - especially ours.

BOWLING BALLS

You may think I am a little "crazy" "of the wall" but my coworker is just as bad. She is very "crafty". She does painting for all the craft shows in our area. So last week she buys a magazine and finds this great bowling ball craft for the garden. Beautiful. I say "where are you going to get bowling balls" she says at a yard sale. In the back of my mind (or did I say it out loud) the words shes crazier than me.

Well lunch time today we had 1 hour to kill so we go to a local popular second hand store for a look. We walk in and I look in the "ODDS AND ENDS" bin and there are 2 bowling balls. BIG ONE's with the holes. We are so excited. Those things weigh a ton. We put them in our baskets and drag them around the store. The sales person notices us and offers us the new carts with the wheels. Of course at every turn the cart has a mind of its own and goes flying.

We pay for our finds - L (my coworker) explaining why we are buying bowling balls. I sort of felt a little foolish with my ball. We put them in the car. Mine is in the trunk. We start driving and hear a big THUMP. I round a turn and THUMP. I come to a light and THUMP. I had to get out and put the ball in the back seat or I would have to explain to my husband why my new car has lumps from the inside out.

French menu

Yesterday, a few of us from the office went out for lunch. Beautiful restaurant, nice atmosphere. We were all reading the menu trying to decide what to order. The lady next to me asked what I was having and I said I was thinging about "blah blah" She asked me where that was because she didn't see it. I pointed it out and she actually said what she was thinking out loud "that is the french side of the menu". I stop, look at her and then at the other person at the table and look back at her. I say as nicely as possible without laughing in her face "there is no french side to this menu" We are in Nova Scotia where we don't have french menu so I don't know why she thought this so I ask.

Here is her reasoning - on one side of the menu is said SPAGHETTINI ALLA BALOGNESE directly across it said SPAGHETTINI ALLA CARBONARA. She just figured it was french. She didn't read the rest of the right side to see other food options because it was "french" I am still laughing at this HAHAHA I told her she would make my blog - good think she is cute

Nails, vacations and friends

Basically all my friends have gone on vacation, left their kids with me and I did their nails. End of story. Actually, most of the people around me are one to all inclusives this week. Amazing how a few years only the elite when to such places and now it is so common. My friend E and her husband S are one on their honeymoon and their youngest daughter A (16) is staying with me. This kid cracks us up. She works 2 jobs and plays rugby with the school and just got invited to play with a provincial team. She is as tough as nails. She likes to come stay with us while her mother is away. When I went to get her earlier at work my daugher E and myself went into a drug store and bought some nail art paint. I did their nails. Nice to have girls around to play with.

Not the Only Reject in the Family

First all let me say that I just won a coffee on Roll up to Win. Only took me 31 days to win a coffee. We are such suckers.


My Partner in Crime, B's friends father passed away last week. Thursday night B dropped in to my place on the way to the visitation hour at the funeral home. She was all "dolled up". We chatted about nothing for a bit and of see went. The funeral home was about 40 minutes drive from our place. 40 minutes after she left she calls me laughing her head off. She had went into the funeral home, the director asked her who she was there to see, she told her and the funeral director said "we buried Mr L 11:30 this morning". I hope she is as late for her own funeral as she was for his. I happened to mention this to my father so he called her and asked if she had been to any funerals lately. They all had a good laugh over this one.

See I am not the only one with "stories" in the family.

Roll up the Rim

Roll up the Rim has been underway for 29 days. I have bought a tea each day and have NOT WON ANYTHING. Every year I roll the rim thinking and praying that the free vehicle will be under the rim, even a laptop or EVEN A COFFEE but no nothing again this year. Everyone else seems to have won at least a free donut - which my butt does not need but I would love to win one just to say the $1.62 I spend each day on tea had some type of return. Well yesterday I was walking into a mall and when I looked sown there on the ground was a tore of roll up the rim winner. It was for a free donut. That was so exciting to me. Some person will be horrified that they had lost their free donut. I could have turned it into the fat lady at the information desk but from the look of her she has been cashing in those returned lost free donuts (if you know what I mean) I gave it to my nephew who was with me.

Who's car is that

This week my daughters car broke down so she is using mine and I am "hitching" a ride from a co-worker who lives in my area. Today she picked me up and of we go to work. Her morning routine consist of going to the supermarket to get a 1/2 price salad each day. We both go get one and buy some sale things. We hop into the car and head over to our work, rushing because she is 3 minutes late at this point (she has to be to work 15 minutes before me). We jump out of the car and as she locks up the door (only one works) her car alarm starts beeping. Lights are flashing and the horn is honking. I am about 25 feet away from the car at this point stood in the parking garage watching her. I kept thinking "hit the button to turn it of". I think I might have even said that out loud. She is stood there looking around the parking garage, she is turning red but she still is not doing anything to stop it. I keep thinking "come on lady hit the button" With that she hits the button and turns to me and says "I was wondering who's alarm was going of. I kept looking at the car next to mine to see if I had touched it and put the alarm of - I didn't realize it was my car". Now I know why when I get into her car I say "watch your driving lady, you have precious cargo aboard". We make a good friendship

Bad Breath

Some days I look at my daughter and nephew and think - idiots (and laugh at that) They are like 2 peas in a pod. E tells me that they will be talking on the bus one will say something and then all of a sudden they will break out in song. They are really good friends.

Well this am it was raining so when I drove E to the bus stop, M (my nephew) was walking down the road and jumped into our car. They are talking to me and then all of a sudden M say's he smells a bad smell. I say it must be him because we don't smell it. Then E shouts that she smells it also. I tell them to go and change their underwear because it is odviously one of them. They say "No it is you. Everytime you speak we smell it" We have a big laughing shouting match about this. I say it can't be because I just brushed my teeth. They say "there I smell it again because you are talking" I whip out my gum, put a piece in my mouth and tell them not to ask for any because I will be chewing it all day. We are all still laughing and screaming at each other. I tell M to check his sneakers because I am convinced he stepped in doggy doo doo. He said he didn't. They then have the nerve to tell me that they don't smell it anymore since I put the gum in my mouth.

Lucky for those 2 that the bus came. As they are getting out M looks down at his sneakers and sure enough there is dog poop on his sneaker. The joke is on those idiots (yes hard word but funny in this case).

Strings and things

Our new employee had decided she would open her blinds in the front area. The windows she has only borders on our board room but with the blinds open in the board room and the blinds in the front entrance open it lights up the entrance and makes you think you actually have windows (oh the head games we play with ourselves).

When she opened the blinds I casually mentioned that if she left the strings sitting on the floor I would trip in them. She didn't believe me. So I opened the 3rd blind for her (which looked into the back of a door but why leave one closed and open the others) When I did this I neatly took the string and rolled it up and layed it on the window ledge. I even pointed this out to her but now, she left the strings just sitting there. Well, later that day I walked out to her desk to put mail in her outbasket and sure enough I trip in the strings. Legs and arms going everywhere. All I seen was a window coming towards my face. I screamed, or was it her. People came running. When they seen it was me they casually told L that she would soon learn that I was a clutz and this type of thing happened to me ALL THE TIME. I eventually remembered the scream and asked if it was her or me - it was her.

Sticky Buns Recipe

Sticky Buns Recipe

I just figured how to get into this at work again - I just look at recipes and share the recipe with you all (but won't) Now I have to remember how I did this!!!

I have been rejected yet again. Story of my life. The Canadian Blood Bank has asked me not to come back - yes that is true. They have suggested that there are other ways to volunteer rather than give blood.

Since my father was sick last year I have decided to give back some how. So when I got the call 2 months ago about the blood clinic being in my area in March I jumped on that right away. I decided to give blood for the very first time. So I am all excited, left work to go and wouldn't you know I forgot. I go home, eat my supper and then the phone rings. As soon as the lady said who was calling I said I can't believe I forgot. She said I could come right then and I said yes. I told my daughter and sister in law (who is visiting for a month) to come along and wait in the van while I run in and I would then take them shopping. I felt a little uptight going there, being my first time. I walk in and they actually gave me a sticky to let the other staff know I was a first time donor. I felt so special.

I get called to the first station where they prick my finger and test my iron.

I then read a phamplet which advised me that I could be sick, muscle spasms, cramping, fatigue, for the next 3 days.

I then go into a booth to complete 14 questionnaire

I go into another booth to be interviewed and answer more questions. I'm thinking good think I never went to africa and ate monkey (yes those are some of the questions).

While waiting I read to keep myself calm because I am still a little anxious.

I finally get called up to the bed and lay down. I roll up my sleeve and wait for the nurse to come. The staff were so nice, talking to me. The nurse comments on how calm I am being a first time donor. Odviously she wasn't very observent as my foot was swinging back and fort with a nervous twitch. I say I am a little up tight but nothing serious. So they get me ready and start pumping blood. Everything is going good - I try not to look. Then all of a sudden the nurse did something I tell people not to do DON'T TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON. Walk about the weather, your dog, your dead cat, just don't tell me about what is happening to me at the present moment.

The nurse announces to me that the blood has stopped flowing. She gives me a ball to squeeze, which I do. She then says "oh the blood is flowing again. You had a spasm, can't you feel the needle vibrating" I then say to her, rather calmly, I don't feel so well. She says "what do you mean" I say I feel sick and I might faint. Then I announce "I
M GONE" All I remember is the nurse yelling "could I get some help over here".

The next thing I see is a lady lying over me and 3 ladies trying to kill me. Yes this is what was going through my head for approx 5 seconds. I came out of my faint stage and there are 4 women looking at me, one over the top of me and 3 trying to get the needle out of my arm. For that split 5 seconds, I didn't know who they were and where I was but I know they were at my arm and holding me down. All I could think is that these people were trying to kill me. Longest 5 seconds of my life. Then it came back to me about where I was.

1 1/2 hours later my daughter calls my cel, from the van outside, to see if I would be much longer. And you all think I'm a looser LOLOLOL

TP

In my house there is 2 washrooms. One washroom is in my bedroom and that is the one myself and my husband always go to. The girls use the other one which is also used for company. I am always trying to get the girls to think ahead, such as when you put the last roll of toilot paper on the roll you should go down to the storage room and get a new package. I had been up there last week and noted that the last roll was being used. I said to myself "C leave it and teach them a lesson" Of course my mother came that night for supper and commented on the pink toilot paper we had. I remembered that it was the last roll so ran down and got a package to put on there just in case she was the one to run out. She wasn't and I didn't think anything else about it until the next morning when I was getting ready for work and had to go to the washroom. My husband was in my washroom so I ran upstairs to the girls washroom AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED I was the one to go in there and there was no TP!!! Can you believe that. I had learned the lesson not the girls. Lucky for me I had bought up the package the night before just in case mom needed it so I saved myself.

7 Companyworthy Casseroles

OH MY NERVES, I haven't been able to write this blog for months from work but for some unknown reason I just got in. WOW. Been a busy few months. Just got back from a road trip - travelled 5 hours by car, 8 hours by boat, 2 1/2 hours by car again (not my car) just to surprise my friend for her 40th birthday. Of course my partner in crime (B) had to come. We had so much fun and ate to much - the Newfie way. Our trip back was eventful one - of course I was there so it had to be eventful. We get up yesterday at 6 to shower and hit the road. My friend and her husband were taking us back to the boat (2 1/2 drive away) The snow started falling - we couldn't believe it. About 25 minutes into the drive we stopped for gas. The van wouldn't start. My friend call his cousin to give him a lift home to get his car as we had to be at the ferry terminal 1 hour before it set sail at 11:30. So my friends leave myself, B and our 2 kids in the van in a snow storm and drive home to get another vehicle. Of course we knew this would take approx 1 hour. We kept taking bathroom stops just so we could go inside the gas station to get warm. Finally the attendant said for us to come in and wait. We go in and get the kids a hot chocolate each - when we look out here comes "P" with his car. We run out get our luggage and start the next leg of our journey. At 10:15 I call the ferry company to plead my case and they tell me to keep coming, that if we were late they couldn't guarantee us passage but if we got there at least 5 minutes early they would let us board as we were walk on passengers. 45 minutes later we pull into the station with 15 minutes to spear. THANK GOD PAUL CAN DRIVE LIKE A MANIAC IN A SNOW STORM. The roads were horrible - I kept my eyes closed most of the trip. Myself and B run in to the counter to get our tickets - and wouldn't you know it - the ferry is delayed for 1 hour. So we sit and wait finally we get the word we can now board. We get on, get good seats and wait. The captain comes on and says that we are going to be further delayed as they have a technical problem. Can you believe that. After all that the boat is late leaving by 1 1/2 hours. We sit and eat our lunch in preparation for a rough crossing. B and the kids take a gravel each which was a good idea because they all slept most of the trip. We tossed and turned the whole way as the ship had to do high speeds to make up for lost time. Oh well, we finally get to the other side and have to wait almost 1 hour to get of because walking passengers have to be last to get of as they mini bus has to drive on to get us. We get of, walk through lots of snow to where I have parked my car for the weekend and head home. The forcast was a clear night but let me tell you one thing - it snowed for 2 hours and the roads were completely covered in some areas. We made it home at 11 last night, tired but relaxed.