What would the world do without zippers? There are all different sizes and shapes and colours of zippers. There are plastic and metal zippers. There are zippers that only go one way and some that go both ways. There are reversible zippers.
Zippers have many uses. There are zippers for opening backpacks, fannypacks, purses, and suitcases. There are zippers on coats and jackets so we can get in and out of them. There are zippers to remove legs from pants to make shorts and sleeves from jackets to make vests. I even have a rain jacket with zippers under the arms to open up the jacket to help you cool off. I have clothing with zippers that serve only as decoration. There is no other purpose for them.
There is one kind of zipper, though, that gets more attention than the rest. That would be the zipper on a pair of trousers, otherwise known as the fly. (How the heck did it get that name?) You can use your imagination if you wish, but what I am referring to is the fact that people sometimes forget to close them. This morning, a gentleman got on the bus wearing a light beige coloured pair of pants. He had, however, forgotten to zip them up. This was quite evident from the design of his, I'm assuming, boxers shining through the gaping hole. Now you may wonder what the heck I was doing looking in the first place, but when you are seated and the person passes you standing up you are pretty much at eye-level there, even if you do not wish to be. It is hard not to notice such things. And I did (honestly) turn quickly away to avoid embarrassing him. Poor man. I hope some kind man on the bus broke it to him gently. How embarrassing!!!! Have you remembered to zip yours today?
Friday, April 30, 2004
Thursday, April 29, 2004
Crosswalk Lights
Have you ever noticed people who are standing on the corner pressing the buttons for crosswalks? Having no car, I cross many crosswalks. I am always amazed at the people who walk up to these buttons and push it, then push it again, and again, and again. Do they think pushing it more than once is going to make it change any faster? If the light doesn't change when they expect it to, they push it again. Come on people! I will admit that I will push it a second time if I'm not sure I felt it totally depress, but I know the light will change at the programmed time. No amount of pushing it will make it change any faster. Some people are so impatient.
Dentists
I had to go to the dentist an hour after I got home tonight. I'm not sure anyone dislikes dental work more than I do. I had some bad experiences with a dentist when I was a kid. I think that has a little to do with it. Most of it, though, has to do with my great gag reflex. They stick that little mirror on my tongue, and it's game over. I grab their hands and pull them away from my face. Get out of there with that thing!!! I briefly spoke to my dentist about the sleep apnea problem since he sent me for the testing. He tells me about the laser surgery option to remove the soft palette tissue. He says it would completely remove the gag reflex. I don't want invasive surgery, but not having that gag reflex has real potential. ;-)
They tell you never to pick your teeth with sharp instruments, then they take this metal hook and scrap them, nearly pulling them out by the root. Pushing and pulling on the jaw, then the jaw begins to ache and lock up and just when you think you are going to drool all over yourself, they stick this little plastic straw in your mouth and suck out the spit and nearly take your tongue with it.
Now I have sensitive teeth, and they are more sensitive today because my sinuses are swollen and pressing on the nerves. So they clean my teeth with this disgusting mint flavoured sand, then spray cold water on the sensitive teeth, and say "Oh, is that sensitive?" and proceed to suck my tongue out again. Will they not learn?
Then they give me this disgusting fluoride to swish around in my mouth for one full minute. Hello!!! Didn't I tell you I have a great gag reflex. Have you ever tried to hold something like that in your mouth for that length of time and swish it around without wanting to gag on it? And to boot, they had run out of the mint-flavoured one (I don't like mint much anyway), but all they had was berry flavoured. I nearly puked!!
In any case, my teeth have been picked, sandblasted, pressure washed, and sealed for another 6 months. I get to do this all over again in November. Such joy!!!
Dentists
I had to go to the dentist an hour after I got home tonight. I'm not sure anyone dislikes dental work more than I do. I had some bad experiences with a dentist when I was a kid. I think that has a little to do with it. Most of it, though, has to do with my great gag reflex. They stick that little mirror on my tongue, and it's game over. I grab their hands and pull them away from my face. Get out of there with that thing!!! I briefly spoke to my dentist about the sleep apnea problem since he sent me for the testing. He tells me about the laser surgery option to remove the soft palette tissue. He says it would completely remove the gag reflex. I don't want invasive surgery, but not having that gag reflex has real potential. ;-)
They tell you never to pick your teeth with sharp instruments, then they take this metal hook and scrap them, nearly pulling them out by the root. Pushing and pulling on the jaw, then the jaw begins to ache and lock up and just when you think you are going to drool all over yourself, they stick this little plastic straw in your mouth and suck out the spit and nearly take your tongue with it.
Now I have sensitive teeth, and they are more sensitive today because my sinuses are swollen and pressing on the nerves. So they clean my teeth with this disgusting mint flavoured sand, then spray cold water on the sensitive teeth, and say "Oh, is that sensitive?" and proceed to suck my tongue out again. Will they not learn?
Then they give me this disgusting fluoride to swish around in my mouth for one full minute. Hello!!! Didn't I tell you I have a great gag reflex. Have you ever tried to hold something like that in your mouth for that length of time and swish it around without wanting to gag on it? And to boot, they had run out of the mint-flavoured one (I don't like mint much anyway), but all they had was berry flavoured. I nearly puked!!
In any case, my teeth have been picked, sandblasted, pressure washed, and sealed for another 6 months. I get to do this all over again in November. Such joy!!!
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Humour in the Office
It is essential to have some humour in the workplace. Otherwise, a person could go insane in such a busy environment. We tend to have fun from time to time. I usually enjoy a laugh at least once a day. This was my laugh for today:
I had noticed a difference in the amount of spam mail I have been getting the past few days, so I e-mailed the Helpdesk to ask them if they had done something. I didn't know who would be on the desk, but it turns out one of my friends was staffing the desk. This was the e-mail conversation.
Me: Is something being done differently with the spam mail in the past few days? I usually get about 200 a day, but in the past 4 or 5 days, I have only gotten about 30 a day. Is there perhaps a backlog somewhere?
Helpdesk: Are you complaining?
Me: Not yet, but I will be if I suddenly get 1000 in a day that I have to sort through. I just wondered if I should expect a flood.
Helpdesk: You should always expect a flood. - Noah
There is one in every crowd!!! What a character he is!!! Oh...I do love to laugh.
I had noticed a difference in the amount of spam mail I have been getting the past few days, so I e-mailed the Helpdesk to ask them if they had done something. I didn't know who would be on the desk, but it turns out one of my friends was staffing the desk. This was the e-mail conversation.
Me: Is something being done differently with the spam mail in the past few days? I usually get about 200 a day, but in the past 4 or 5 days, I have only gotten about 30 a day. Is there perhaps a backlog somewhere?
Helpdesk: Are you complaining?
Me: Not yet, but I will be if I suddenly get 1000 in a day that I have to sort through. I just wondered if I should expect a flood.
Helpdesk: You should always expect a flood. - Noah
There is one in every crowd!!! What a character he is!!! Oh...I do love to laugh.
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
Friends & Mates
Keyboard, I love your tribute to your wife. Your ideals and mine are similar. When my friends ask me what kind of man I want in my life, I describe him as follows:
Tall, handsome, loving, and kind. He would be a family-type man, not the kind who lives for the nightlife and drunken weekends. He would love kids and know how to be a good father. He would appreciate and accept me for who I am without trying to change me. He would know how to be an equal partner and to negotiate give and take. He would be my best friend, my confidant, as well as my lover. I want a man who can take my breath away and make me weak in the knees. He would be strong and more of the rugged-type. No muscle-bound pretty boy for me. I want someone who would love to spend a day just going for a drive, walking on the beach or the park, and just enjoying each other company no matter what we are doing.
I'm told that a man like this exists only in my mind and that I am too fussy. I don't agree. I believe that man is out there. I settled for less than I wanted before and was miserable. I think I have the right to be a little fussy. Wouldn't you agree?
Tall, handsome, loving, and kind. He would be a family-type man, not the kind who lives for the nightlife and drunken weekends. He would love kids and know how to be a good father. He would appreciate and accept me for who I am without trying to change me. He would know how to be an equal partner and to negotiate give and take. He would be my best friend, my confidant, as well as my lover. I want a man who can take my breath away and make me weak in the knees. He would be strong and more of the rugged-type. No muscle-bound pretty boy for me. I want someone who would love to spend a day just going for a drive, walking on the beach or the park, and just enjoying each other company no matter what we are doing.
I'm told that a man like this exists only in my mind and that I am too fussy. I don't agree. I believe that man is out there. I settled for less than I wanted before and was miserable. I think I have the right to be a little fussy. Wouldn't you agree?
Monday, April 26, 2004
Personalities
As we all know, there are many types of personalities. These are generally categorized as dominant/aggressive, assertive, passive, and submissive. Me, I am passive but can become assertive or submissive by times, rarely, but as needed. This was my Dad's personality too. My mother was, is, and always will be the dominant personality. As a child growing up, it was hard to watch my mother browbeat my Dad and have him take it, time and time again, occasionally snapping back at her. He deserved far better than that. My siblings all feel the same way. We all wonder why the heck they stayed together for so long. The only positive thing I took from their relationship was a sharing of responsibilities, a partnership, if you will. At least I knew how that part of life should look. My mother grew up under a tyrannical, abusive father. Her idea of love for her children consisted of ensuring they were clean, clothed and fed. Not one more thing. It was my father who made us laugh, cuddled us, and to at least show love, if he was unable to profess it to us beyond adolescence.
As a result of growing up that way, the children's lives were affected. The only son was made the favourite of the family, the one who get it all. After all, he would be the only one to carry on the family name. He learned that more passive side, to the point where his spouse spends like a champagne style on a beer budget. He continually takes or asks for the monetary love that is extended his way in order to get out the debt he continually builds as a result. Money is love, after all. (Yeah, right!)
The oldest and youngest daughters—one assertive, one aggressive—both of whom like men who are dominant, not particularly nice men, and push the good ones away for fear of being hurt. If they sabotage the relationship first, they don't have to deal with the pain. They know the dominant ones won't work out, so they have nothing to lose.
Then there is the middle daughter, passive by nature, and far too submissive. The one who felt she served a life sentence as a child and couldn't wait to break out. She did so by getting married very young to someone who was much like her mother, without even realizing it. It felt so familiar and she wanted out so bad she was blinded to reality. She then served another life sentence under a dominant (and not so nice) spouse. In turn, her children have those traits that she feared so much would show up. A son who can be far too assertive, and a daughter with a passive/submissive personality who has chosen a few wrong male companions as well. She failed to show her children what a healthy relationship should be and has a challenge ahead of her to help them to see clearly and appreciate others.
And so the cycle continues. Oh...but to have the chance to begin this life again. The changes that could be made to produce different results. However, that is not possible and so all these things become a part of who we are today. And I shall continue, until the day I die, apologizing to my children for not showing them how a healthy relationship should be. It was the one precious gift I have always wanted for myself and one I wanted to bring children into. I hope one day they can forgive me for not succeeding on that level.
As a result of growing up that way, the children's lives were affected. The only son was made the favourite of the family, the one who get it all. After all, he would be the only one to carry on the family name. He learned that more passive side, to the point where his spouse spends like a champagne style on a beer budget. He continually takes or asks for the monetary love that is extended his way in order to get out the debt he continually builds as a result. Money is love, after all. (Yeah, right!)
The oldest and youngest daughters—one assertive, one aggressive—both of whom like men who are dominant, not particularly nice men, and push the good ones away for fear of being hurt. If they sabotage the relationship first, they don't have to deal with the pain. They know the dominant ones won't work out, so they have nothing to lose.
Then there is the middle daughter, passive by nature, and far too submissive. The one who felt she served a life sentence as a child and couldn't wait to break out. She did so by getting married very young to someone who was much like her mother, without even realizing it. It felt so familiar and she wanted out so bad she was blinded to reality. She then served another life sentence under a dominant (and not so nice) spouse. In turn, her children have those traits that she feared so much would show up. A son who can be far too assertive, and a daughter with a passive/submissive personality who has chosen a few wrong male companions as well. She failed to show her children what a healthy relationship should be and has a challenge ahead of her to help them to see clearly and appreciate others.
And so the cycle continues. Oh...but to have the chance to begin this life again. The changes that could be made to produce different results. However, that is not possible and so all these things become a part of who we are today. And I shall continue, until the day I die, apologizing to my children for not showing them how a healthy relationship should be. It was the one precious gift I have always wanted for myself and one I wanted to bring children into. I hope one day they can forgive me for not succeeding on that level.
Sunday, April 25, 2004
Moods
Well, here it is the 25th of April already. Just 8 months until Christmas. Start your shopping early. Get ahead of the crowds!!! Christmas always puts me in a good mood.
Yesterday, Keyboard was feeling cranky. That's a mood I can't stand to feel. I absolutely hate being cranky, and very seldom am. Today, though, I can't quite put my finger on how I am feeling. I think it is a combination of a lot of things that just make me feel "out of sorts" today. I am tired. I can't wait to see the doctor on Friday to see what my sleep test results were. I strongly suspect sleep apnea for many reasons. I'm just tired of being tired. Even to sing today at church, I had to struggle to want to even be there. To put emotion and energy into the songs was a challenge, especially with a small (and somewhat deadened) crowd. I am also feeling a little down and lonely. It's such a nice day, I would have loved to go for a drive this afternoon in the country. I love the country. I feel so good when I am there, especially when the trees are leaved, the flowers are in bloom, and the cattle are grazing in the fields. I spent a lot of time on my grandparents' farm growing up and at cottages most of my life, so I think that is where my love of the country comes from. That would have lifted my mood, I am sure.
However, I shall get through this day, just like any other—relying on my faith to pull me through. This, too, shall pass.
Yesterday, Keyboard was feeling cranky. That's a mood I can't stand to feel. I absolutely hate being cranky, and very seldom am. Today, though, I can't quite put my finger on how I am feeling. I think it is a combination of a lot of things that just make me feel "out of sorts" today. I am tired. I can't wait to see the doctor on Friday to see what my sleep test results were. I strongly suspect sleep apnea for many reasons. I'm just tired of being tired. Even to sing today at church, I had to struggle to want to even be there. To put emotion and energy into the songs was a challenge, especially with a small (and somewhat deadened) crowd. I am also feeling a little down and lonely. It's such a nice day, I would have loved to go for a drive this afternoon in the country. I love the country. I feel so good when I am there, especially when the trees are leaved, the flowers are in bloom, and the cattle are grazing in the fields. I spent a lot of time on my grandparents' farm growing up and at cottages most of my life, so I think that is where my love of the country comes from. That would have lifted my mood, I am sure.
However, I shall get through this day, just like any other—relying on my faith to pull me through. This, too, shall pass.
Saturday, April 24, 2004
April Snow Showers?
OK, OK. The April showers I can live with, but who the heck asked for this snow? I know it wasn't in my prayers last night!! Come to think of it, I fell asleep before I got to finish those prayers. Could I have subconsciously prayed for this stuff? Nah...couldn't have been me. Snow like this looks pretty in November and December as we prepare for Christmas (as long as we don't have to shovel it), but we don't need it in April.
My father, who was a farmer most of his life, always said that late spring snow was called "poor man's fertilizer." I'm not quite sure why, except that the grass usually starts coming up greener right after the snows. In any case, I don't like it. I want the weather to be a little warmer. Where is the sun?
My father, who was a farmer most of his life, always said that late spring snow was called "poor man's fertilizer." I'm not quite sure why, except that the grass usually starts coming up greener right after the snows. In any case, I don't like it. I want the weather to be a little warmer. Where is the sun?
Friday, April 23, 2004
Still Tired
It's Friday, and I am still tired. In fact, I am more tired today than I was in my last post. I also seem to have a cold that is going backward. After 5 days, it seems to be getting worse instead of better. That can't be good.
I'm soon heading to bed again. Now...where did I put that blasted teddy bear?
I'm soon heading to bed again. Now...where did I put that blasted teddy bear?
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Sleep
Sleep is something I never seem to be able to get enough of. I am particularly tired this week while trying to fight off this cold. My sleep test results are in, and I am anxious to see what they say. I may have some degree of sleep apnea. I will soon know for sure. I just want to curl up and sleep for about 10 hours straight. A really nice deep sleep. What a treat that would be.
My children's great-grandmother passed away this afternoon. I guess the eternal sleep she now has will be superior to what she has had in the past number of years. She has been praying for death for the last couple years. Just yesterday she was laying in her hospital bed repeatedly reciting The Lord's Prayer. She finally gave up the ghost early this afternoon. May you rest in peace, Edna.
Is it bedtime yet? Where is my teddy bear?
My children's great-grandmother passed away this afternoon. I guess the eternal sleep she now has will be superior to what she has had in the past number of years. She has been praying for death for the last couple years. Just yesterday she was laying in her hospital bed repeatedly reciting The Lord's Prayer. She finally gave up the ghost early this afternoon. May you rest in peace, Edna.
Is it bedtime yet? Where is my teddy bear?
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
My Day
Yeah!!! Spring has sprung today. I love it. Spring and fall are my favourite seasons, minus the blackflies. I don't like those little suckers. They like me too much. What a beautiful day!
Today has been full of all kinds of things so far. I started out with a good sleep and felt about 50% better when I got up then I did yesterday. Then I get a phone call from my daughter 5 minutes before going out the door. Yet another of her beloved pet rats died. This time it was a healthy one that died unexpectedly. Who knows why? So she was sad. She had only just lost one 2 days ago and has lost 7 now in the past 8 months. She sure is strong is some ways.
Then I got to work to have a great laugh from the blog at Sam's Place. Oh boy, MouseGuy. It looks like you got your tongue tangled around your eyeteeth and couldn't see what you were saying. A keyless keyboard. We all make mistakes. That's OK. Hmmm...I suppose that would be much like a touchpad though, but we know how fond of that sort of thing Keyboard is!!! NOT!!! That second language would flow like honey.
I've had a pretty productive day in all, but the sunshine and warm air that greeted me when I left the cube farm after being cold all day was the icing on the cake. I love it. I just might have to go for a little walk tonight. We'll see what the evening brings. Think I will be grilling outdoor tonight for the first time. Bring on the spring!!!!
Today has been full of all kinds of things so far. I started out with a good sleep and felt about 50% better when I got up then I did yesterday. Then I get a phone call from my daughter 5 minutes before going out the door. Yet another of her beloved pet rats died. This time it was a healthy one that died unexpectedly. Who knows why? So she was sad. She had only just lost one 2 days ago and has lost 7 now in the past 8 months. She sure is strong is some ways.
Then I got to work to have a great laugh from the blog at Sam's Place. Oh boy, MouseGuy. It looks like you got your tongue tangled around your eyeteeth and couldn't see what you were saying. A keyless keyboard. We all make mistakes. That's OK. Hmmm...I suppose that would be much like a touchpad though, but we know how fond of that sort of thing Keyboard is!!! NOT!!! That second language would flow like honey.
I've had a pretty productive day in all, but the sunshine and warm air that greeted me when I left the cube farm after being cold all day was the icing on the cake. I love it. I just might have to go for a little walk tonight. We'll see what the evening brings. Think I will be grilling outdoor tonight for the first time. Bring on the spring!!!!
Monday, April 19, 2004
Memories
Where is spring? It poked up its head and then retreated like a scared turtle again. It is so cold and damp out today. It feels even worse since I am sick. I just want to be cuddled and pampered and sleep. I WANT MY MOMMY!! Not really...I have no memories of her ever cuddling me. My dad did though. Perhaps that is why I find it easier to relate to men. It was always the father figure that was prominent in my life. Dad used to make me homemade eggnog when I was sick. I realize the danger in having raw eggs these days, but they sure were good. I have so many wonderful memories of my father. He was a great man. I learned a lot from him. I miss him. Wish he were here now to hug me. Then again, angels are always with us. At least that is what I believe.
Sunday, April 18, 2004
Fun at Sam's Place
It sounds as though Sam's Place was rocking last night. He was playing with a Trojan until 2:30 a.m. Hey...I've seen those on the shelves of the drugstore. Usually comes in a box of 12. He must have more stamina than some men his age. Woohoo!! Way to go!! I hope you had fun.
I had a great conversation yesterday too. It seems I am making new friends all the time. Got a busy day today. Gotta sing tonight. Hope everyone enjoys their day.
I had a great conversation yesterday too. It seems I am making new friends all the time. Got a busy day today. Gotta sing tonight. Hope everyone enjoys their day.
Saturday, April 17, 2004
Addictions
I have to admit, Keyboard, that this fandangled machine consumes too much of my time too. As soon as my feet hit the floor in the morning, I come out and turn on the computer, then go back and make my bed while it is booting up. Got to check for e-mail from my friends and see what the latest horoscopes have to say about my day. I find them amusing because they are seldom right. So...I read them, but don't plan my day around them. I like to read them again at the end of the day to see if they even came close. I put my faith elsewhere.
I'm glad, in one way, that I don't have the financial means to upgrade to the point where I would want to play here all day. One of the computers I have is a loaner from work. One is a PII-350, the other a PIII-450. Boring huh? I have the power machines at work. Two of them!!! Scanner broke and is gone, so no other real toys. It's just as well.
Speaking of consuming my time, I'd better go now. This thing just took my last 1.5 hours from my chores. Oops...better get back at it. How the heck did that happen?
I'm glad, in one way, that I don't have the financial means to upgrade to the point where I would want to play here all day. One of the computers I have is a loaner from work. One is a PII-350, the other a PIII-450. Boring huh? I have the power machines at work. Two of them!!! Scanner broke and is gone, so no other real toys. It's just as well.
Speaking of consuming my time, I'd better go now. This thing just took my last 1.5 hours from my chores. Oops...better get back at it. How the heck did that happen?
Friday, April 16, 2004
Stresses
Still no sounds coming from the Dungeon. :o( I wonder what is happening down there. MouseGuy? Where are you?
Over at Sam's Place things are getting stressful at just the thought of having no technology. Don't you remember the two days we spent like that in September, thanks to Juan? You must have just gone beserk then!!!! I have to admit that I found that a little stressful myself. My computer is my lifeline to the outside world right now. Sad isn't it? I was never so happy to have electricity again after those two days. It's funny how we could go camping for two days and not think much about the lack of electricity, but in our homes, the story changes.
My stress for today is now gone. Grocery nights are stressful for me. Without a car, it is the most stressful task I have to deal with. Being at the mercy of someone else's schedule is bad enough, but when you have to find alternate arrangements, it is even worse. So all is well now...until next week. THen I shall deal with this again.
Keyboard, why did you say yesterday for the rain to "fill er up"? Holy lightening it rained hard yesterday and today. I've had about enough of it. I don't mind light rain, but this torrential, cold rain is piercing. I've been feeling chilled to the bone. My father, being a farmer, always told me I had chicken manure in my blood. Perhaps he was right. Brrr.... Cold rain go away and bring on the sun.
Over at Sam's Place things are getting stressful at just the thought of having no technology. Don't you remember the two days we spent like that in September, thanks to Juan? You must have just gone beserk then!!!! I have to admit that I found that a little stressful myself. My computer is my lifeline to the outside world right now. Sad isn't it? I was never so happy to have electricity again after those two days. It's funny how we could go camping for two days and not think much about the lack of electricity, but in our homes, the story changes.
My stress for today is now gone. Grocery nights are stressful for me. Without a car, it is the most stressful task I have to deal with. Being at the mercy of someone else's schedule is bad enough, but when you have to find alternate arrangements, it is even worse. So all is well now...until next week. THen I shall deal with this again.
Keyboard, why did you say yesterday for the rain to "fill er up"? Holy lightening it rained hard yesterday and today. I've had about enough of it. I don't mind light rain, but this torrential, cold rain is piercing. I've been feeling chilled to the bone. My father, being a farmer, always told me I had chicken manure in my blood. Perhaps he was right. Brrr.... Cold rain go away and bring on the sun.
Thursday, April 15, 2004
Too Busy
Today has been a whirlwind day. Too busy to say much tonight. Sure do hope this rain bring a nice spring behind it. Here's hoping for sunshine tomorrow.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Speaking Different Languages
It would appear that Keyboard doesn't function well in the early morning hours either. It is not just me. He was balking tackwards this morning. He was having a blonde moment too!!!!
Well guys...since you love that second language so much that I understand you use over there at work, I thought I would introduce you to yet another one. See if you can read this and understand what it says:
vi
isder
sominny
more
orsesasses
danderis
orses
Good luck!!! Hope you had a great day!!!!
Well guys...since you love that second language so much that I understand you use over there at work, I thought I would introduce you to yet another one. See if you can read this and understand what it says:
vi
isder
sominny
more
orsesasses
danderis
orses
Good luck!!! Hope you had a great day!!!!
Tuesday, April 13, 2004
Spring
I think spring sprung backwards today, but I am ready for it to spring forward again. I even have the outdoor electric grill ready to go. I have to say, though, that it did me no good whatsoever during Hurricane Juan. I still couldn't cook. Now I have a single burner butane stove. That should help in those instances again.
So...Keyboard won't wear shorts. Why not? Are you ashamed of your legs? We all have them. Well at least most of us. Trust me...if I could withstand the ridicule of wearing shorts as a kid with sticks for legs, I'm sure your shoulders could bear the weight of any comments you might get. Besides, I'm told that what we fear is never as bad as the reality of it. So, I'm sure your legs are fine. Dare to bare them, Keyboard. It's a heck of a lot cooler in the summer heat. If they are white, so what!!! Be proud of them anyway. I'm not a sun worshipper and could care less if anyone comments on my white legs. At least I can slow down the wrinkling process.
Keyboard, will you give MouseGuy a poke or something. He doesn't seem to want to come out to play with us. What a party-pooper!!!! I think he keeps himself chained in that dungeon and won't allow himself to see the light of day for a few minutes here and there. Sheesh!!! Are you sure he goes to work? Maybe it is just a virtual copy of him that shows up there. Perhaps he is still down there in that dungeon, never again to see the light of day. Come on MouseGuy. Take a couple minutes here and there to play with us. You're missing all the fun!!! We miss you.
So...Keyboard won't wear shorts. Why not? Are you ashamed of your legs? We all have them. Well at least most of us. Trust me...if I could withstand the ridicule of wearing shorts as a kid with sticks for legs, I'm sure your shoulders could bear the weight of any comments you might get. Besides, I'm told that what we fear is never as bad as the reality of it. So, I'm sure your legs are fine. Dare to bare them, Keyboard. It's a heck of a lot cooler in the summer heat. If they are white, so what!!! Be proud of them anyway. I'm not a sun worshipper and could care less if anyone comments on my white legs. At least I can slow down the wrinkling process.
Keyboard, will you give MouseGuy a poke or something. He doesn't seem to want to come out to play with us. What a party-pooper!!!! I think he keeps himself chained in that dungeon and won't allow himself to see the light of day for a few minutes here and there. Sheesh!!! Are you sure he goes to work? Maybe it is just a virtual copy of him that shows up there. Perhaps he is still down there in that dungeon, never again to see the light of day. Come on MouseGuy. Take a couple minutes here and there to play with us. You're missing all the fun!!! We miss you.
Monday, April 12, 2004
Putting Winter Away
With spring finally rearing its head, I can now begin to put winter away and prepare for spring and summer. The winter coats have gone to the back of the closet and the spring ones brought forward. Today I cleaned up the humidifier now that the heat is turned off and the windows opened. Oh the joys of living on the top floor of a condominium. The heat is insufferable in the summer, but at least the heat can be turned off earlier than in a house.
Speaking of cleaning up the humidifier, did you know that bacteria is pink? It may be a pretty colour, but it is rather gross. I guess I should have cleaned it up more often. Next year I will remember that. Yuck!!!
Next, I shall put away the heavy sweaters and bring out the shorts and t-shirts in preparation for those nicer days to come. I love the sunshine, but the humidity and I are at odds. I can't stand it at all. Clothes, no matter how little they cover, are still too much in that weather. It might be interesting (?), though, to watch all those different sizes and shapes wandering around the city naked. You might also want to watch where you sit!
Speaking of cleaning up the humidifier, did you know that bacteria is pink? It may be a pretty colour, but it is rather gross. I guess I should have cleaned it up more often. Next year I will remember that. Yuck!!!
Next, I shall put away the heavy sweaters and bring out the shorts and t-shirts in preparation for those nicer days to come. I love the sunshine, but the humidity and I are at odds. I can't stand it at all. Clothes, no matter how little they cover, are still too much in that weather. It might be interesting (?), though, to watch all those different sizes and shapes wandering around the city naked. You might also want to watch where you sit!
Sunday, April 11, 2004
I Concede Defeat
OK. I give up. I have decided there is one thing that I just can't do very well, no matter how hard I try. That would be carving a turkey. I actually think men do a better job of this, for some reason. Or perhaps it is just the men in my life always carved the bird or roast, and I never had to. I think the biggest problem I have is not having the right kind of knife. Have you ever seen turkey sawdust? I know how to do that. You use a serated-edge knife to attempt to carve it. You saw away at the flesh with this knife and, sure enough, you have a cloud of turkey sawdust surrounding the cutting board. It was quite a sight. I eventually gave up near the carcass and pulled off pieces with a fork. Oh well...it all goes down the same way.
The funniest part of cooking the turkey dinner was when I went to take the bird out of the roaster. I don't have meat forks anymore. I left those behind when I moved. So I was using steak forks to try to lift this bird out of the pan. I got it half way out of the pan, and the bird broke into 2 pieces. I had the meaty breast part in my hand. The backbone and drumsticks were still in the pan, with the legs stuck up its a**. Now, that is what I call laying spread eagle!!!!! All I could do was laugh. That has never happened to me before. It was hilarious!
Anyway, supper with the kids was nice, but they have left already, without doing the dishes of course. They still have so much they want to do with their friends. I imagine the day will come when they will want to spend more time with their mother. I look forward to those days. I only hope I am not in a rocking chair before it happens.
The funniest part of cooking the turkey dinner was when I went to take the bird out of the roaster. I don't have meat forks anymore. I left those behind when I moved. So I was using steak forks to try to lift this bird out of the pan. I got it half way out of the pan, and the bird broke into 2 pieces. I had the meaty breast part in my hand. The backbone and drumsticks were still in the pan, with the legs stuck up its a**. Now, that is what I call laying spread eagle!!!!! All I could do was laugh. That has never happened to me before. It was hilarious!
Anyway, supper with the kids was nice, but they have left already, without doing the dishes of course. They still have so much they want to do with their friends. I imagine the day will come when they will want to spend more time with their mother. I look forward to those days. I only hope I am not in a rocking chair before it happens.