1. When my blog is broken, I check on it over and over again waiting for it to be working again.
2. I saw the most amazing ? this morning ... I didn't see much this morning because my alarm didn't go off and I was late to work.
3. ? is the new movie I'm most looking forward to seeing. I don't even know what new movies are out - I live in a town with no movie theater. ACK!
4. Work is Necessary and a fun place to see friends and students.
5. Of all the new tv shows, I enjoy Life the most.
6. If only we had something to remove snow from our driveway with!
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to chillaxing with my spousal unit, tomorrow my plans include trying to get the quonset open so I can retrieve our Christmas decorations and Sunday, I want to catch up on reading and watching tv. OH.. I can't forget taking a nap!
Friday, November 30, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
unconscious mutterings
Filthy :: rich
Therapist :: couch
Duck :: duck, goose
Slant :: twist
Artist :: Uncle Trevor
Lease :: verses buy
Wish :: upon a star
Doormat :: welcome
Global :: warming
Apartment :: studio
Therapist :: couch
Duck :: duck, goose
Slant :: twist
Artist :: Uncle Trevor
Lease :: verses buy
Wish :: upon a star
Doormat :: welcome
Global :: warming
Apartment :: studio
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Friday Fill in
1. I enjoy laughing more than anything else.
2. Blogging satisfies my need for writing.
3. When I look at a full moon, I feel like laughing, because Shel pointed out the other day that we call a day with no clouds a sunny day, but we don't call a night with no clouds a "moony" night.
4. If I want a snack, I usually reach for a cadbury fruit and nut bar.
5. The most recent movie I saw, "bound" made me pick my jaw up off the floor, squirm (lol), shake my head in disbelief and add it to my list of favorite movies!
6. If only I weighed less than 200 pounds.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to sleeping in a hotel room, tomorrow my plans include buying a filing cabinet and making buscuit pudding and Sunday, I want to enjoy a meal with friends and family!
2. Blogging satisfies my need for writing.
3. When I look at a full moon, I feel like laughing, because Shel pointed out the other day that we call a day with no clouds a sunny day, but we don't call a night with no clouds a "moony" night.
4. If I want a snack, I usually reach for a cadbury fruit and nut bar.
5. The most recent movie I saw, "bound" made me pick my jaw up off the floor, squirm (lol), shake my head in disbelief and add it to my list of favorite movies!
6. If only I weighed less than 200 pounds.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to sleeping in a hotel room, tomorrow my plans include buying a filing cabinet and making buscuit pudding and Sunday, I want to enjoy a meal with friends and family!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Thursday Thirteen, number one on this blog
I asked Shel what I should write about today and she said thirteen reasons why I love her. Then she changed her mind and said thirteen reasons why I love "M".
So I will stick with the first one (since that's what she really meant) and save the reasons why I love "M" for another day.
1. The first reason why I love Shel is because she is such a good listener. The first time that I recall meeting her (she apparently had seen me around campus prior to my first memory of her) we talked for HOURS. I remember walking down the main stairs in the Shepherd Union Building and talking and walking SOOOOO slowly because we knew the conversation would end when we got to the front doors. She is such a good listener, people just tell her things that you would never think possible. I can't stay quiet that long to listen.
2. I love Shel because we read books together. There is nothing like finding someone who likes to do what you do. Shel and I will hunker down in bed with a stack of books between us and just read and read and read. ( We did this more frequently in life "preM") We talk about what we read, we agree, we disagree and we read some more. When living our former life, we would go to bookstores and spent HOURS browsing and buying books. We have tried to be better about not buying books since we moved here, but we still manage to accumulate them as though we were magnetic north and books were compasses.
3. I love Shel's smile.
4. I love Shel because we have the same goals.
5. I love Shel because we listen to music when we drive and we sing along and talk about the songs. We listen to the Indigo Girls and talk about what the songs mean to us. You'd never believe it but we get something different out of the lyrics. You would also think that after ten years of being together and talking about music that we were bored of it, but we aren't. We manage to find something to discuss each time we drive.
6. I love Shel because she always beats me at scrabble (and infuriates me), but I learn of ways to use one letter and score 60 points so I can infuriate others if we ever play with them!
7. I love Shel because she works at creating a warm, clean, home for M and I. She is a great cook and makes great meals, if only we could get choriso.
8. I love Shel because she has a great sense of humor and appreciates mine - so she has great taste.
9. I love Shel because she totally supports me in everything in do and believes in my ability to succeed. When I doubt myself she encourages me to move forward and "be all that I can be".
10. I love Shel because of all she sacrificed to be here with me. She came to Canada for us. Basically she put her whole life away - her job, her schooling, everything to come to Canada so we could be together when the USA would not recognise our relationship as legal and we had to "find another way". She lived alone with all the pets for five months and then came to Canada and basically waited for the immigration process to work itself out. That is not a slow, easy or inexpensive process.
11. I love Shel because we share a religious "history". It is invaluable to share life with someone who has come from the same spiritual and in our case "cultural" background. This makes a huge impact in our case because we both come from a place where our church has "rejected" us after we gave so much. Sometimes it is important to share the "knowing" with someone.
12. I love Shel because she's a great big dyke. I would probably love her if she wasn't a dyke, but probably not as much.
13. The last, but not least thing I love about Shel is summed up in the lyrics of Alanis Morissette's song, "Everything".
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind I can withhold like it’s going out of style I can be the moodiest baby and you’ve never met anyone who is as negative as I am sometimes I am the wisest woman you've ever met. I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected. I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen And you've never met anyone Who's as positive as I am sometimes.You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can’t relate And you’re still here I blame everyone else, not my own partaking My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating I'm terrified and mistrusting And you’ve never met anyone as, As closed down as I am sometimes.You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can’t relate And you’re still here What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go I'm the funniest woman you've ever known. I am the dullest woman you've ever known. I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known And you've never met anyone as, as everything as I am sometimes.You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can’t relate
So I will stick with the first one (since that's what she really meant) and save the reasons why I love "M" for another day.
1. The first reason why I love Shel is because she is such a good listener. The first time that I recall meeting her (she apparently had seen me around campus prior to my first memory of her) we talked for HOURS. I remember walking down the main stairs in the Shepherd Union Building and talking and walking SOOOOO slowly because we knew the conversation would end when we got to the front doors. She is such a good listener, people just tell her things that you would never think possible. I can't stay quiet that long to listen.
2. I love Shel because we read books together. There is nothing like finding someone who likes to do what you do. Shel and I will hunker down in bed with a stack of books between us and just read and read and read. ( We did this more frequently in life "preM") We talk about what we read, we agree, we disagree and we read some more. When living our former life, we would go to bookstores and spent HOURS browsing and buying books. We have tried to be better about not buying books since we moved here, but we still manage to accumulate them as though we were magnetic north and books were compasses.
3. I love Shel's smile.
4. I love Shel because we have the same goals.
5. I love Shel because we listen to music when we drive and we sing along and talk about the songs. We listen to the Indigo Girls and talk about what the songs mean to us. You'd never believe it but we get something different out of the lyrics. You would also think that after ten years of being together and talking about music that we were bored of it, but we aren't. We manage to find something to discuss each time we drive.
6. I love Shel because she always beats me at scrabble (and infuriates me), but I learn of ways to use one letter and score 60 points so I can infuriate others if we ever play with them!
7. I love Shel because she works at creating a warm, clean, home for M and I. She is a great cook and makes great meals, if only we could get choriso.
8. I love Shel because she has a great sense of humor and appreciates mine - so she has great taste.
9. I love Shel because she totally supports me in everything in do and believes in my ability to succeed. When I doubt myself she encourages me to move forward and "be all that I can be".
10. I love Shel because of all she sacrificed to be here with me. She came to Canada for us. Basically she put her whole life away - her job, her schooling, everything to come to Canada so we could be together when the USA would not recognise our relationship as legal and we had to "find another way". She lived alone with all the pets for five months and then came to Canada and basically waited for the immigration process to work itself out. That is not a slow, easy or inexpensive process.
11. I love Shel because we share a religious "history". It is invaluable to share life with someone who has come from the same spiritual and in our case "cultural" background. This makes a huge impact in our case because we both come from a place where our church has "rejected" us after we gave so much. Sometimes it is important to share the "knowing" with someone.
12. I love Shel because she's a great big dyke. I would probably love her if she wasn't a dyke, but probably not as much.
13. The last, but not least thing I love about Shel is summed up in the lyrics of Alanis Morissette's song, "Everything".
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind I can withhold like it’s going out of style I can be the moodiest baby and you’ve never met anyone who is as negative as I am sometimes I am the wisest woman you've ever met. I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected. I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen And you've never met anyone Who's as positive as I am sometimes.You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can’t relate And you’re still here I blame everyone else, not my own partaking My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating I'm terrified and mistrusting And you’ve never met anyone as, As closed down as I am sometimes.You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can’t relate And you’re still here What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go I'm the funniest woman you've ever known. I am the dullest woman you've ever known. I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known And you've never met anyone as, as everything as I am sometimes.You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can’t relate
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
barefoot
In the mornings when I get up for work I have a little routine.
I let the dogs out (but not the cats), go out and start the truck, come in, go to the bathroom,then go into the kitchen to make M a bottle and take the bottle upstairs. Once I am upstairs I change his diaper, give him his bottle and then go out into the hallway to pick out something to wear from my closet (upstairs). Then I come downstairs and let the dogs in.
We had been using the light over the stove as a "night light" but the last week we have been turning it off. I have been doing all of the above mentioned steps in the dark except I use the light from the fridge to see what I am doing in the kitchen.
I don't sleep in socks and I don't have any slippers by my bed. If I DID have slippers by my bed then the cats would drag them all over in the night and #1. I would be annoyed at the interruption in my sleep and #2. I wouldn't have them in the morning anyway. So I do everything barefooted.
Yesterday when I got to work Shel sent me a text message and asked me if I saw the mouse in the kitchen. I hadn't seen it and I asked her about it when I got home.
It was dead of course, killed by our mousers (our dog being the best mouser in a house full of cats so I don't know exactly WHO was responsible for the little prize).
I am VERY glad it wasn't brought into the bedroom, but Shel thought I may have stepped on it in my morning "rounds" since it's head was crushed.
QUADRUPLE EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I don't know if I stepped on it or not. I don't REMEMBER stepping on anything that squished beneath my feet as I trucked around the kitchen, but then again... the dogs ALWAYS slurp their water all over the floor so if you walk too close to the dog bowls you will step in something wet. M has a habit of "feeding" the dogs from his highchair tray and so occasionally there is a piece of orange peel we have missed on the floor and I try to walk in big circles around the chair because I have been known to step in something deposited and missed in the cleanup.
What i am saying here is...... there is a possibility that I DID step on that mouse and not even know it.
QUADRUPLE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
This morning when I woke up I turned on my bedside lamp, the hallway light, the bathroom light, the living room light, the porch light, the truck interior light, the truck headlights, the kitchen light, the light up the stairs, M's bedroom light (poor kid). If you had been viewing earth from say... the moon, you would have seen in the DARKNESS which is rural northern Alberta, lights equalling the brightness of the Luxor in Las Vegas.
I did not step on a mouse this morning.
I let the dogs out (but not the cats), go out and start the truck, come in, go to the bathroom,then go into the kitchen to make M a bottle and take the bottle upstairs. Once I am upstairs I change his diaper, give him his bottle and then go out into the hallway to pick out something to wear from my closet (upstairs). Then I come downstairs and let the dogs in.
We had been using the light over the stove as a "night light" but the last week we have been turning it off. I have been doing all of the above mentioned steps in the dark except I use the light from the fridge to see what I am doing in the kitchen.
I don't sleep in socks and I don't have any slippers by my bed. If I DID have slippers by my bed then the cats would drag them all over in the night and #1. I would be annoyed at the interruption in my sleep and #2. I wouldn't have them in the morning anyway. So I do everything barefooted.
Yesterday when I got to work Shel sent me a text message and asked me if I saw the mouse in the kitchen. I hadn't seen it and I asked her about it when I got home.
It was dead of course, killed by our mousers (our dog being the best mouser in a house full of cats so I don't know exactly WHO was responsible for the little prize).
I am VERY glad it wasn't brought into the bedroom, but Shel thought I may have stepped on it in my morning "rounds" since it's head was crushed.
QUADRUPLE EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I don't know if I stepped on it or not. I don't REMEMBER stepping on anything that squished beneath my feet as I trucked around the kitchen, but then again... the dogs ALWAYS slurp their water all over the floor so if you walk too close to the dog bowls you will step in something wet. M has a habit of "feeding" the dogs from his highchair tray and so occasionally there is a piece of orange peel we have missed on the floor and I try to walk in big circles around the chair because I have been known to step in something deposited and missed in the cleanup.
What i am saying here is...... there is a possibility that I DID step on that mouse and not even know it.
QUADRUPLE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
This morning when I woke up I turned on my bedside lamp, the hallway light, the bathroom light, the living room light, the porch light, the truck interior light, the truck headlights, the kitchen light, the light up the stairs, M's bedroom light (poor kid). If you had been viewing earth from say... the moon, you would have seen in the DARKNESS which is rural northern Alberta, lights equalling the brightness of the Luxor in Las Vegas.
I did not step on a mouse this morning.
Monday, November 19, 2007
What a sneaky grin
He thinks he is getting away with something which makes it so much more hilarious.Because he has so many food allergies we monitor very closely what he eats. Shel had an english muffin and we bought special muffin for him without wheat. Shel put butter and jam on his and put it out for him to snack on. He thought it was Shel's so he snarfed it down. AH HAH! I have learned the trick of the old switcheroo. Don't think I watched Princess Bride a million times and learned nothing!
Welcome
Well I just posted this blog site as a link to the BUDD family site.
This is somewhat convoluted. I blog at another site regularly - almost daily, but since I was linking to my extended family site I figured I would like a "tamer" version of myself so I didn't shock the teeth right out of my grandmothers head at some of the things I post.
SO.... If you are here because you linked from the Budd site, and IF you want to go to my "other" blog, leave me a message and I will send you the address.
Wow I just made myself sound so controversial. MU HA HA HA HA HA HA
I'd better go write something TOTALLY riske so I don't let anyone down.
This is somewhat convoluted. I blog at another site regularly - almost daily, but since I was linking to my extended family site I figured I would like a "tamer" version of myself so I didn't shock the teeth right out of my grandmothers head at some of the things I post.
SO.... If you are here because you linked from the Budd site, and IF you want to go to my "other" blog, leave me a message and I will send you the address.
Wow I just made myself sound so controversial. MU HA HA HA HA HA HA
I'd better go write something TOTALLY riske so I don't let anyone down.
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