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.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
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.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
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
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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).
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).
Monday, March 22, 2010
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.
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
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
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