Bowling

Saturday night my sisters and our spouces decided to go bowling. We all walked in and decided right away that we didn't blend well with the bowling league next to us. They all looked like they hadn't bathed or changed their clothes since 1987. What a homely looking croud but they were sure having fun and sure could bowl.

We all get our shoes and start to play. My first 2 balls were a spear (all pins knocked down with 2 balls). I walked of all proud of myself. When it was my turn again I lined up the ball, ran down the isle and threw the ball down the gutter, where it popped over into my husbands lane nocking down one of his pins. He didn't see this as he was sort of "praying" over his ball trying to figure out how he was going to pull of a spear with one pin on the left side and 2 on the right. I guess all that praying worked because when he opened his eyes that one pin on the left was gone. He turned to my brother in laws to give them the "what happened to my pin" look and they were literally on the floor laughing at me. I think K needs to ask for some different prayers next time - like ones for the health of all other people in the alley when I'm in the place.

What was that number again???

We drove to Florida for the winter break. Our schools were closed for 2 weeks this year for the winter games so what else was there to do but hop in the truck and go. After 10 glorious days we started our treck home. The first night after all driving we pulled into a hotel in Virginia. My husbands diabetis had been acting up and he had been extremely thirsty all day so had drank lots of liquid. As soon as he got the room key he threw the key at me while running to the washroom. I was sure he said the room number was 207. The 2 girls, my sister in law and myself all start unloading our big suitcases. We go into the hotel and follow E to the elevator. After walking a bit we say "are you sure the elevators are this way" She says "I don't know, I was just walking" My first mistake, following a tired 16 year old. So we all turn around (not easy with big bulky suitcases) and head back the other way to the elevator. We go up to the 2nd floor and all march down to room 217. My key does not work. I am starting to get mad because here I am with an elderly criple lady and 2 teens and lots of bags walking around this hotel. I am thinking K, my husband, has now finished in the washroom and "popped out for a cigerate" thinking we are settled away in our room. I try the key again and then again. With that I hear "is that you Jane" I FREEZE, I LOOK AT THE GIRLS Is that you Jane comes again from behind the door. WE RUN. Here we are, all 4 of us, including the cripple lady (Mary) running down the hall. We stop at the stairs and I go down to the lobby to see where we are going. We are booked in room 207 not 217. I go up and the girls are leaning against the wall with their eyes on the floor. Apparently when I went down stairs this old man stuck his head out of room 217 to see who was there. K almost died that night you know LOLOLOL

You know it is going to be one of those days when

Sunday morning my husband needed to get up at 6 am - OK who does that to their spouse. I had my girlfriends over the night before some supper, wine and karokee. Never got to bed until 1ish. I lay there for a while and decided to get up and make a feed the cats and make a tea. I just get my tea made when I can hear one of the cats puking. I immediately run down stairs to clean it up before someone steps in it. I stand there looking at the cat and say "so where is it" I look around and no puke - something tells me to look down. The cat puked right at the bottom of the stairs and guess who was standing in it.

Did I ever mention that we are not getting any more animals when ours are long gone to Kitty Litter Heaven

MY HAIR

I love my hair - sad days when it does not go right.

Yesterday I went to the bank machine (ATM) to get some spending money for the week. I was almost through when out of the blue, the ATM Sign came crashing down and hit me in the hair. I think who ever was monitoring the camera yesterday got a good laugh at the look of shock on my face when the sign fell and also then the look of discust because it hit me in the hair.

I had to run into the supermarket the other day for a few groceries. Went on my lunch break with a co-worker. I grabbed my recycling bags took of running as it was raining. I dropped one of the bags, and that fast it disappeared. I ran back to get it and it wasn't there, I ran forward, thinking it might have blown away, NO BAG. I look at my co worker and she is laughing. The stupid bag handle was wrapped around my shoe and I kept dragging it around the parking lot like an idiot.

Thank God for Cel Phones

Just got a call from my husband K to tell me his little "dilema" at work today. He had to go to the washroom. Got in there and did his business and there was no toilot paper. He sat there for a while hoping someone would come in. After about 10 minutes he remembered he had his phone. He called everyone's desk in the office but no one was answering. He finally called one of the guy's cel phone. He answered and relunctantly come in and gave him a roll of TP.

New Birthday Tradition

My daughter turned 16 this week. Last night we had the family in for pizza and "cheesecake" (girls get to pick birthday supper and cake type - E loves blueberry cheesecake)

First thing to discuss is the cheesecake. E loves the no bake type. Sunday evening I made the cake so it had 24 hours to set before we ate it. I made the crust, whipped up the cream, put frozen blueberries in the cream and 2 tubs of fresh blueberries on the top. It looked perfect and so quick to make. About 1/2 hour after putting it in the fridge I was walking across the kitchen and there on the counter was 2 packages of cream cheese. I couldn't believe it. I had to take each berry of the top of the cheese cake carefully, wash them. Then scoope out the cream - put it in the bowel and mix in the creamcheese. Needless to say the frozen berries turned the cream a beautiful shade of purple. I then assembled the cake again. The taste didn't change.

Last night we ordered pizza and once all eaten by all, we got out the cheese cake. I told everyone the story about the cheese - they figured that was my luck. I bought candles that spelt out Happy Birthday. I asked my sister to come help light them because I was having trouble and there were so many candles. My step daughter came out to help also. We turned of all the lights so the candles were the only thing showing, bought in to the room with 8 people stood around. We are all singing and my step daughter announces that the cake said Birthday Happy. I had put the word happy on first then put on birthday - just in the wrong order. I am such a looser.

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