How quickly a year passes

Yesterday was our one year wedding anniversary. I can’t believe that Jason and I have already been married for a whole year. It seems like only a couple of months ago I was gluing invitations together, making fudge and running around like a fool trying to get all the last minute things done. And now a whole year has passed. Wow!!

I won’t say that I’d like to relive the wedding planning so much, but I will admit I would happily relive the wedding day and the honeymoon. The two weeks we spent in Hawaii were FANTASTIC!!!!!

Happy Anniversary Jason!!

Is this really our future?

4 teenage boys rape a woman in an apartment stairwell.

A 15 year old girl robs a bank.

These are just two of the disturbing news headlines I have seen in the past couple of days and I am scared. I am scared that this is our future. Where has the world gone wrong? Where are the parents? And really are adults any better? Who is teaching our children (and let’s be honest these are CHILDREN) right from wrong? And do some adults even know the difference themselves?

Is this really who we want to be? Is this really what we want our future to be? And even if we admit it is a problem, do we know the solution?

A sure sign fall is here

This morning as I waited in line at Starbucks to pick up my morning non-fat latte I was surprised to see that the Pumpkin Cream Cheese muffins are back. I was elated because I think these muffins are damn tasty but was honestly surprised that fall is already here. Where has the time gone??

I should have noticed the approach of fall as I am also fighting an urge to go by new office supplies which is another sure sign that fall has arrived. Oh how I miss the newness of that first day of school. The smell of new binders, fresh pens and pencils and the feeling of brand new clothes that have been waiting to be paraded out on that first day.

So let’s all raise our warm drinks to cool mornings and warm afternoons, coloured leaves and brisk breezes. Here’s to you Fall – welcome back!

Oh and Hello Blog – sorry I have been gone so long. I’ll try to explain my absence in an upcoming post.

But dogs aren’t sick

I’ve been at home for the past two days trying to get rid of a nasty cold that I have picked up. (Jason gave it to me actually but he feels really bad that he did so I can’t be that mad.) My nose is turning a nice shade of red, my throat is nice and swollen and scratchy and I sound like a middle-aged man when I speak. Now, there is nothing wrong with middle-aged men but I am not one and don’t really like sounding like one.

It’s my last week of work and two weeks before I walk down the aisle and I am sick….very very sick! I better not lose my tastebuds on the weekend because it is pumpkin pie time and I intend to enjoy it!

So I was thinking….where does the saying “Sick as a dog” come from? Are dogs known for being sickly? I’ve seen Regal throw up and then start jumping around again like nothing happened so perhaps being as “sick as a dog” would be a good thing.

You know you are getting older when…

….you change radio stations.

For the longest time I have been a listener of CHUM FM and a little Mix 99.9. Lately I have noticed that the music on these stations (not to mention the banter) just bores me. So I have been spending more of my time on Jason’s side of the car pre-sets and listening to Classic Rock 107.1 and Jack FM. I think it is a definite sign of my increasing age when I no longer get the music of the kids of today.

….now I’m off to sit in my rocking chair on my front porch so I can keep an eye on those hooligan young’ins in the neighbourhood.

Welcome to my new home. Feel free to make yourself comfortable.

Oh hello there, welcome to my new home. Please come in and have a look around and make yourself comfortable.

The time has come for me to stop mooching and find a new home for my blog. Taras has graciously hosted my blog for years but I have decided to finally take some time and move it to another host. The great part is that I moved it to WordPress so the UI is very familiar, I was able to import all my old posts (well you can do this for other blogs as well actually) and WordPress allows me to keep my URL without adding the .wordpress.com (for a small fee of course).

So welcome to my new home. I realize I have been a little slack in my blogging responsibilities but I hope that my new location and layout will help get me back into it.

7 Minutes in Heaven

Well not exactly.  Perhaps I should have just returned home and crawled into a closet but nope – I still had to get to work.

Picture this….

You leave your house and head down the side streets heading to Dufferin to avoid the rush hour traffic just as you do every morning.  As you approach Dufferin you see a big rig with a trailer come barrelling around the corner at speeds that even a car would have a problem turning at.  The big rig is in your lane.  You are on a head-on collision path with a big rig that is still travelling way too fast as it makes the right hand turn.  You slam on your brakes.  The truck is still coming….FAST!  You slam the car in reverse and stomp on the gas pedal.  The big rig swings across the lane in front of you – narrowly (and I mean narrowly) missing the left corner of your front bumper.  You look up at the driver as he and his truck squeeze by you on the left and to your utter disbelief he doesn’t even acknowledge that you are there or that he could have killed you had you not reacted.  You take a couple of deep breaths, swear under your breath a couple of times, thank the powers that be that no one was behind you and continue on your way to work, thankful that you are still alive.

Fast forward about 4 minutes.  You are lined up to get on the Gardiner.  The guy to the right of you (who is in a right turn only lane) decides to merge left.  Okay fine – this surprisingly happens all the time so you tap your brakes to make room and save the right side of your front bumper.  You continue across the intersection and enter the ramp.  You see a flash of a car to your left that seems extremely close to the side of your car.  You realize that the driver of the car to your left has decided that the ramp is going to be two lanes this morning.  You honk and motion to his passenger that this is not in fact a two-lane ramp.  She looks blankly at you completely oblivious to what your problem could possibly be and the driver continues to push his way onto the ramp almost clipping his mirror against yours in his idiocy.  You swerve to the right and hit the gas to escape the lunacy.   You look down at the clock and realize you have only been on the road for 7 minutes and make the sad realization that it is going to be one of those days!

Welcome to my world!!  Come on, everyone say it with me…..DUMBASSES!!!!!!

Tax dollars hard a work…NOT!

I am so tired of calls for inquests and commissions and inquiries and investigations into alleged behaviour from this political party and that political party.  What the hell is the government (the one in “power” or any of the opposition) actually doing to govern????  All their time and our money is spent trying to figure out which party has the most skeletons in the closet.  Who the hell cares?????  If they spent a fraction of the money they spend investigating each other on oh I don’t know maybe the environment, trade, social programs or any other area that actually helps Canadians we would be in great shape. 

It is just so sad that this is the time we live in.  A time where “leaders” are more interested in exposing the short comings of others than they are in actually leading.  Each one is just as flawed as the next - can’t they just agree on that and move on to actually doing something to help the people who pay their salaries???  

Stop spending my money to cover your ass!  Stop spending my money to pay for investigations into every little alleged wrong-doing!  Start spending my money on making my country better!  Dumbasses!!

Wow…who knew I had the invisibility package

I think our car has some sort of fancy schmancy invisibility option that I wasn’t aware of.  At least I am assuming I was invisible when I was cut off twice in about a 10 minute period on my way to work today. 

Do people not even look around them before changing lanes???  Why is it up to me to slam on the brakes to avoid being hit??  What the hell are they doing moving into my lane while I am already driving in that exact spot?????

Long weekend catch-up

Saturday – Took a long walk with dog, ran errands, errands, errands, errands and more errands.

Sunday – Slept in, had breakfast with my Aunt, Uncle and cousin, did laundry (well actually Jason did most of the laundry), watched a movie (at home) and caught up on tv.

Monday – Took a short walk with the dog, ate breakfast, headed to Terra Cotta for a hike with the dog, went to Mississauga to plant some plants we gave Jason’s mom for Mother’s Day, did more laundry (again – mostly Jason), made a great dinner and did some reading.

 The weather was shite but we enjoyed the weekend regardless.  Sometimes it is nice to be trapped in the house.