You know how that is? You find your schedule full and you don't seem to have any time to do anything but somehow you aren't doing the sorts of things you want to be doing. It's sort of tough for me as an "every other week single parent". But some of the boy's activities carry over week to week regardless. And my ex although pretty decent as exes go, isn't always as supportive of certain things as he might be (he probably says the same about me though...)
So our crazy schedule runs something like this:
Monday - Cubs (I'm a Leader)
Tuesday - Scouts (Boy) and sometimes I have to go to a meeting as a parent
Wednesday - Boy has curling after school. The evening is free.
Thursday - choir Boy after school, me from 7:30 to 9:30
Friday - recovery
Saturday - scurry about getting stuff done
Sunday - church AM, Curling PM
Now this week I've added a UNB/STU game Wednesday evening with BF which is wonderful. Tonight I have a meeting at the church for Boy's Canada Jamboree this summer for Scouts. Thursday I'm going to supper with my dear friend who is struggling with being unemployed. Friday through the weekend is the Simms Home Hardware 17 & Under Curling bonspiel for the boy but I also have Cub Camp. I can't be in both places so I will miss his bonspiel and unfortunately he also misses Scout camp.
Did I mention Boy also has school choir and Senior Band? (7:30 AM practices Wednesday!)
Sunday is the Superbowl and I am hoping that BF will come over for supper (or better yet to *make* supper) and we can watch together. I'm cheering for the Colts. I have no real reason why other than it seemed like just about every NFL game I watched this past season they were in for some reason. I like their coach.
Looks like next weekend though there will be a spinning ladies spa overnighter in Mactaquac. I can sure live with that.
Calgon take me away.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Thursday, January 25, 2007
A curious thing
A strange thing happened today. I realized I missed my dad.
Now my father passed away 14 years ago. We had a strained relationship that was greatly improved by the approximately 870 km that separated us. We could survive a long-weekend together, maybe. Christmas holidays were brutal. Summers - excruciating.
Daddy was an alcoholic. Clinically depressed. Legally blind. Had angina and related blood/heart stuff. Fibromyalgia. He ruined *every* Christmas except his last.
He was a grumpy old bastard but he had his moments. He was really smart. Taught geology at McGill. His job resulted in my being born in Rouyn-Noranda in Abitibi in Northern Quebec and spending the first ten years of my life summering up there.
He wasn't so good at turning off the professorial tap. He could sit at the table, drinking warm beer and chain smoking, and lecture you on whatever until the cows came home. He held grudges. Forever. He blamed everything bad on someone - we all learned to try to ensure nothing would stick to us. I'm a bit of a flincher as a result - I hate to be seen as "responsible" for something negative and can be overly defensive as a result.
So why did I miss him?
Because he was wise and gave good guidance most of the time. Because he was my daddy and my son will never know him.
Because a wonderful elderly man came in for some advice today and I was sorry that my dad will never have the opportunity to sit across a table from me while I explain what it is I do.
Hi Daddy - I felt your presence today & I wanted to acknowledge it.
Now my father passed away 14 years ago. We had a strained relationship that was greatly improved by the approximately 870 km that separated us. We could survive a long-weekend together, maybe. Christmas holidays were brutal. Summers - excruciating.
Daddy was an alcoholic. Clinically depressed. Legally blind. Had angina and related blood/heart stuff. Fibromyalgia. He ruined *every* Christmas except his last.
He was a grumpy old bastard but he had his moments. He was really smart. Taught geology at McGill. His job resulted in my being born in Rouyn-Noranda in Abitibi in Northern Quebec and spending the first ten years of my life summering up there.
He wasn't so good at turning off the professorial tap. He could sit at the table, drinking warm beer and chain smoking, and lecture you on whatever until the cows came home. He held grudges. Forever. He blamed everything bad on someone - we all learned to try to ensure nothing would stick to us. I'm a bit of a flincher as a result - I hate to be seen as "responsible" for something negative and can be overly defensive as a result.
So why did I miss him?
Because he was wise and gave good guidance most of the time. Because he was my daddy and my son will never know him.
Because a wonderful elderly man came in for some advice today and I was sorry that my dad will never have the opportunity to sit across a table from me while I explain what it is I do.
Hi Daddy - I felt your presence today & I wanted to acknowledge it.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Ahhhh the warmth of worm spit...
Last fall I participated in the Tour de Grand Lake, a 138 km road bike ride for breast cancer support. It was a tough ride but loads of fun. And fun prizes for everyone.
One of my prizes was a pair of pale purple silk long underwear that I have been wearing for a couple of weeks now what with winter finally arriving. They are awesome!!
And the Boy informed me with great glee last night that silk is in fact worm spit. And we then tried to convince BF that my longjohns were obviously made with purple worm spit as a result of the worms being fed grape kool-aid that made the silk threads purple. BF was having none of it unfortunately. It was pretty funny though.
I'd love to get a spare pair.
One of my prizes was a pair of pale purple silk long underwear that I have been wearing for a couple of weeks now what with winter finally arriving. They are awesome!!
And the Boy informed me with great glee last night that silk is in fact worm spit. And we then tried to convince BF that my longjohns were obviously made with purple worm spit as a result of the worms being fed grape kool-aid that made the silk threads purple. BF was having none of it unfortunately. It was pretty funny though.
I'd love to get a spare pair.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Let it Snow...
Wowsers - a predicted storm with snow then rain then snow. Should be messy later.
Boy is off to curl in a funspiel in St. Stephen tomorrow. I'll be sitting home alone with the dog while BF shovels & plows. He got my pipes defrosted thankfully.
Not much else going on. January blahs still threaten to take hold. Blech.
Boy is off to curl in a funspiel in St. Stephen tomorrow. I'll be sitting home alone with the dog while BF shovels & plows. He got my pipes defrosted thankfully.
Not much else going on. January blahs still threaten to take hold. Blech.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
oh fer crissakes
My flipping pipes are frozen. Thankfully not the main pipe leading into the house but the cold water supply pipe to the bathroom sink, the toilet and the kitchen. I have hot water everywhere and cold water to the tub.
Bloody hell.
Hopefully the defrost will be a quick fix and then I can simply put some heat tape where needed and insulate the area under my stupid mini home a little better.
I so did not need that this week.
And my head is still aching from Sunday's fall. The next time I faint I'm going to try to not "break my crown". The first time I fainted two years ago I split my lip open and had to have it glued back together but that didn't hurt for days after.
Sigh.
And now I'm just waiting for the final shoe to drop since "jamais deux sans trois"...
Bloody hell.
Hopefully the defrost will be a quick fix and then I can simply put some heat tape where needed and insulate the area under my stupid mini home a little better.
I so did not need that this week.
And my head is still aching from Sunday's fall. The next time I faint I'm going to try to not "break my crown". The first time I fainted two years ago I split my lip open and had to have it glued back together but that didn't hurt for days after.
Sigh.
And now I'm just waiting for the final shoe to drop since "jamais deux sans trois"...
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Bloody h*ll
Okay so I know this isn't as bad as some of our more Northern regions of Canada but it's Freaking cold today. -33 C windchills are just wrong. Why wasn't I born somewhere more southerly?
In other news, I went to the doctor and there is nothing wrong with me. Yeah I've put on a few pounds since last fall but my BP was good and my heart sounds fine. Isolated incident I guess.
So since there is nothing wrong with me there's no hope for "fixing" me.
Carry on.
In other news, I went to the doctor and there is nothing wrong with me. Yeah I've put on a few pounds since last fall but my BP was good and my heart sounds fine. Isolated incident I guess.
So since there is nothing wrong with me there's no hope for "fixing" me.
Carry on.
Monday, January 15, 2007
No I'm not...
I repeat NOT...pregnant.
Some might think that because I fainted I might be pregnant.
I'm not. Confirmed as my beloved period arrived on time (every time) today.
I take a pretty little pill to ensure I don't get pregnant and to prevent me from monthly agony and strong desires to rip the head off anyone XY who might be handy. I knew I wasn't pregnant.
Thank you Ortho-McNeil Pharmaceutical.
Some might think that because I fainted I might be pregnant.
I'm not. Confirmed as my beloved period arrived on time (every time) today.
I take a pretty little pill to ensure I don't get pregnant and to prevent me from monthly agony and strong desires to rip the head off anyone XY who might be handy. I knew I wasn't pregnant.
Thank you Ortho-McNeil Pharmaceutical.
The mother of all shiners
Wowsers. I guess I sort of threw off my mantle of gloom this weekend and exchanged it for a helmet of pain.
Friday night was lovely. BF & I went to Asia Beef Noodle for bathtubs of soup (really big bowls) and then we went back to my place and watched Talladega Nights (I wanted some silliness).
Saturday was a lazy sort of day although my friend A & I took Honey and her BF Vincey to the woodlot for a nice romp. It was a lovely day until we turned the last corner and had a nasty wind in our faces the whole rest of the way to the car. I got home, made a Prime Rib roast and accoutrements for supper with BF. Then back to A's place where I was meeting her & her BF to go to UNB's hockey game. She had gotten stranded in Pizza notso-Delight waiting in pizza hell so was late but her BF poured me a glass of red wine while we waited. We had another glass while they ate. And by then the girls had decided we would much rather stay at her place and gossip and sip red wine. So her BF left. I called my BF, told him what we had done and asked if he would drive me home later. He agreed.
We split the first bottle less one glass that her BF had. We then had one glass each from the second bottle. I know I didn't have a whole bottle's worth over 6 hours so although I was chatty and silly I wasn't wasted. BF drove me home around 12:30.
At 6:00 AM Sunday morning I rose to have a pee. I felt a little sickish but put that on the red wine and corn chips I ate, both of which can give me indigestion. When I rose from the throne I felt quite dizzy so I sat again. When I tried once more to rise, I felt very dizzy so I sat on the floor this time; I think I even lay down for a moment to collect myself. When I then told myself all I really wanted was to go back to my warm bed, I remember standing up but that's it. The next thing I remember was hearing BF asking if I was okay and then being helped back to bed. He had been woken by a rather large thump (me) and thought it was Honey knocking something over but when he reached over to my side of the bed he realized I was gone and went to check. Found me on bathroom floor.
I could feel a sore spot on my forehead above my right eye and figured I was going to have a shiner. Oh boy was I ever right. I spent all day yesterday sleeping on the couch (I'm sure I had a concussion) and this morning I woke up with garish purple eyeshadow on that eye. My head still really hurts. And I have no idea why I fainted.
So it's off to the doctor Wednesday (unless I can get in this afternoon) to see what's happening with this crazy body of mine.
Thankfully life is never dull.
Friday night was lovely. BF & I went to Asia Beef Noodle for bathtubs of soup (really big bowls) and then we went back to my place and watched Talladega Nights (I wanted some silliness).
Saturday was a lazy sort of day although my friend A & I took Honey and her BF Vincey to the woodlot for a nice romp. It was a lovely day until we turned the last corner and had a nasty wind in our faces the whole rest of the way to the car. I got home, made a Prime Rib roast and accoutrements for supper with BF. Then back to A's place where I was meeting her & her BF to go to UNB's hockey game. She had gotten stranded in Pizza notso-Delight waiting in pizza hell so was late but her BF poured me a glass of red wine while we waited. We had another glass while they ate. And by then the girls had decided we would much rather stay at her place and gossip and sip red wine. So her BF left. I called my BF, told him what we had done and asked if he would drive me home later. He agreed.
We split the first bottle less one glass that her BF had. We then had one glass each from the second bottle. I know I didn't have a whole bottle's worth over 6 hours so although I was chatty and silly I wasn't wasted. BF drove me home around 12:30.
At 6:00 AM Sunday morning I rose to have a pee. I felt a little sickish but put that on the red wine and corn chips I ate, both of which can give me indigestion. When I rose from the throne I felt quite dizzy so I sat again. When I tried once more to rise, I felt very dizzy so I sat on the floor this time; I think I even lay down for a moment to collect myself. When I then told myself all I really wanted was to go back to my warm bed, I remember standing up but that's it. The next thing I remember was hearing BF asking if I was okay and then being helped back to bed. He had been woken by a rather large thump (me) and thought it was Honey knocking something over but when he reached over to my side of the bed he realized I was gone and went to check. Found me on bathroom floor.
I could feel a sore spot on my forehead above my right eye and figured I was going to have a shiner. Oh boy was I ever right. I spent all day yesterday sleeping on the couch (I'm sure I had a concussion) and this morning I woke up with garish purple eyeshadow on that eye. My head still really hurts. And I have no idea why I fainted.
So it's off to the doctor Wednesday (unless I can get in this afternoon) to see what's happening with this crazy body of mine.
Thankfully life is never dull.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Another positive step forward
I'm gradually throwing off these pesky mid-winter blues, one step at a time. Last night was a bit hectic and almost threw me off. We (Me, BF, boy and boy's friend) went to the UNB-UdeM hockey game. Too rushed for a decent supper after boy's curling but it was a fabulous game, really exciting. Unfortunately UNB lost 11 seconds into overtime but it was good hockey.
Today I had one of those "Oh yeah this is why women need girlfriends" lunches. I met my friend S after a way-too-long hiatus. We used to be really lucky because she was my French instructor so we got to see each other weekly without needing to "find" time. She's a wonderful person, a good friend and we have way fun together.
We had lunch at the Crowne Plaza. Their salad buffet was really tasty - quite a pleasure. So good in fact that I didn't feel a need to supplement with the hot buffet. I feel mildly sanctimonious for being so good and only eating healthy food. I'm paying a certain price however for eating too many red onion bits.
We girls need girlfriends, maybe even more than we "need" boyfriends. Girlfriends provide love and warmth and the good ones provide unconditional support through whatever life throws at you. It's so nice to share stories from in the trenches with people who don't judge you or take stuff the wrong way.
And the cool thing about girlfriends is that you can always add another one and the existing ones don't get all jealous. They are like pearls in your own strand of life - valuable and precious and intended to be held warm and close to your heart.
Thanks S for reminding me what true friendship is about. :)
Today I had one of those "Oh yeah this is why women need girlfriends" lunches. I met my friend S after a way-too-long hiatus. We used to be really lucky because she was my French instructor so we got to see each other weekly without needing to "find" time. She's a wonderful person, a good friend and we have way fun together.
We had lunch at the Crowne Plaza. Their salad buffet was really tasty - quite a pleasure. So good in fact that I didn't feel a need to supplement with the hot buffet. I feel mildly sanctimonious for being so good and only eating healthy food. I'm paying a certain price however for eating too many red onion bits.
We girls need girlfriends, maybe even more than we "need" boyfriends. Girlfriends provide love and warmth and the good ones provide unconditional support through whatever life throws at you. It's so nice to share stories from in the trenches with people who don't judge you or take stuff the wrong way.
And the cool thing about girlfriends is that you can always add another one and the existing ones don't get all jealous. They are like pearls in your own strand of life - valuable and precious and intended to be held warm and close to your heart.
Thanks S for reminding me what true friendship is about. :)
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Retail Therapy
After yesterday's attack of the blahs, I was drawn to Radical Edge. They are having a sale. I feel better now.
The first shirt I got is sort of like the one below but not exactly. The colour is the same.
I also got this exact shirt.
The first shirt I got is sort of like the one below but not exactly. The colour is the same.
I also got this exact shirt.
I'm a girly girl
| Your Brain is 87% Female, 13% Male |
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Blues Update
I actually took the time to locate my unpaid bills last night and I paid them.
oh i feel so much better...
oh i feel so much better...
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
January Blues
I just can't seem to shake these January Blues...
Blah - it sounds like a corny song doesn't it? But I just feel like a lump.
I don't want to do anything or go anywhere. I feel my body changing shape and growing like some fungal colony. My muscle tone I'm sure is completely shot. I'm still struggling with this cough too and I don't want to take the risk of some secondary infection so I don't want to go to the gym.
I don't want to clean my house. I don't want to do any paperwork or find bills so I can pay them. I don't want to cook interesting meals.
I don't want to go to work. I don't want to do anything or go anywhere. I want to lie on my couch, watch bad television, eat tasty food prepared & served by someone else and wait until warmer weather with longer daylight hours arrives and I can find my usual chipper, happy self again.
It's either that or go on an impulsive spending splurge. I think I'd better stick to Frenchy's though. I have festive holiday bills to think about.
Whine whine whine.
Blah - it sounds like a corny song doesn't it? But I just feel like a lump.
I don't want to do anything or go anywhere. I feel my body changing shape and growing like some fungal colony. My muscle tone I'm sure is completely shot. I'm still struggling with this cough too and I don't want to take the risk of some secondary infection so I don't want to go to the gym.
I don't want to clean my house. I don't want to do any paperwork or find bills so I can pay them. I don't want to cook interesting meals.
I don't want to go to work. I don't want to do anything or go anywhere. I want to lie on my couch, watch bad television, eat tasty food prepared & served by someone else and wait until warmer weather with longer daylight hours arrives and I can find my usual chipper, happy self again.
It's either that or go on an impulsive spending splurge. I think I'd better stick to Frenchy's though. I have festive holiday bills to think about.
Whine whine whine.
Friday, January 05, 2007
A funny thing happened on the way to work...
Here are some shots taken out my way this morning...I was right at the intersection where the bus was - at that point there was also a garbage truck and another large vehicle in the same ditch. Apparently the other was a tow truck and there was also a Police Car.
We had two of our City sand trucks go off the road too.
I'm amazed I made it in one piece! And I know it was a bit foolish but by the time I was out of my neighbourhood, I was at the point of no return - I couldn't have gotten home and had nowhere else to go that wasn't work!
Man I *need* a massage after all the stress and tense muscles!
Black ice
I had the most harrowing drive of my career today. Picture driving on a skating rink surface. Fun if you are driving a Zamboni. Not fun in a Nissan Sentra.
And once I managed to get down the hill in my neighbourhood using a route with switchbacks, I was at the point of no return. I wasn't going to get home and I was freaked out by the sheer mass of accidents and what I faced to get to work. A huge accident involving a City Bus, garbage truck, tow truck and taxi (I gather) was what pushed me over the edge. I was overwhelmed with the realization that I was in a dangerous situation.
But I made it to work, skated along the sidewalks to get to City Hall.
Black ice sucks.
And once I managed to get down the hill in my neighbourhood using a route with switchbacks, I was at the point of no return. I wasn't going to get home and I was freaked out by the sheer mass of accidents and what I faced to get to work. A huge accident involving a City Bus, garbage truck, tow truck and taxi (I gather) was what pushed me over the edge. I was overwhelmed with the realization that I was in a dangerous situation.
But I made it to work, skated along the sidewalks to get to City Hall.
Black ice sucks.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
This is pretty funny
I presume this is true and even if it isn't, it is a cunning bit of humour.
The top 10 unintentionally worst company URLs
From: http://independentsources.com/2006/07/12/worst-company-urls/
Attn: EntrepreneursEveryone knows that if you are going to operate a business in today’s world you need a domain name. It is advisable to look at the domain name selected as other see it and not just as you think it looks. Failure to do this may result in situations such as the following (legitimate) companies who deal in everyday humdrum products and services but clearly didn’t give their domain names enough consideration:
1. A site called ‘Who Represents‘ where you can find the name of the agent that represents a celebrity. Their domain name… wait for it… iswww.whorepresents.com
2. Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchange advice and views atwww.expertsexchange.com
3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island atwww.penisland.net
4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder atwww.therapistfinder.com
5. Then of course, there’s the Italian Power Generator company…www.powergenitalia.com
6. And now, we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in New South Wales:www.molestationnursery.com
7. If you’re looking for computer software, there’s alwayswww.ipanywhere.com
8. Welcome to the First Cumming Methodist Church. Their website iswww.cummingfirst.com
9. Then, of course, there’s these brainless art designers, and their whacky website:www.speedofart.com
10. Want to holiday in Lake Tahoe? Try their brochure website athttp://www.gotahoe.com/
The top 10 unintentionally worst company URLs
From: http://independentsources.com/2006/07/12/worst-company-urls/
Attn: EntrepreneursEveryone knows that if you are going to operate a business in today’s world you need a domain name. It is advisable to look at the domain name selected as other see it and not just as you think it looks. Failure to do this may result in situations such as the following (legitimate) companies who deal in everyday humdrum products and services but clearly didn’t give their domain names enough consideration:
1. A site called ‘Who Represents‘ where you can find the name of the agent that represents a celebrity. Their domain name… wait for it… iswww.whorepresents.com
2. Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchange advice and views atwww.expertsexchange.com
3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island atwww.penisland.net
4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder atwww.therapistfinder.com
5. Then of course, there’s the Italian Power Generator company…www.powergenitalia.com
6. And now, we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in New South Wales:www.molestationnursery.com
7. If you’re looking for computer software, there’s alwayswww.ipanywhere.com
8. Welcome to the First Cumming Methodist Church. Their website iswww.cummingfirst.com
9. Then, of course, there’s these brainless art designers, and their whacky website:www.speedofart.com
10. Want to holiday in Lake Tahoe? Try their brochure website athttp://www.gotahoe.com/
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
It's a start...
For lunch today I ate some of these. Described as "BRUNSWICK Seafood Snacks - delicious and nutritious. Boneless herring fillets in an exciting and contemporary range of great sauces."
Today herring fillets. Tomorrow maybe a sardine.
They were reasonably tasty.
I still think I should feed the sardines to Honey...
Today herring fillets. Tomorrow maybe a sardine.
They were reasonably tasty.
I still think I should feed the sardines to Honey...
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
WTF?
Man I just had one of those "What the Fuck?" moments.
The summer before last (2005), in my pre-BF days, I was walking Honey along the trail one fine August late afternoon. I met a guy on his MTB and we chatted for a while. He was nice enough, francophone and we seemed to hit it off. We ended up going for drinks at the Delta and I thought we had a good time. But I never heard from him again, which was also fine.
I had by that point established myself as very happily single. I'd been severely burned by a major assh*le the previous January and was still in recovery. And after having a delightful diversion with a hot younger man as a form of recovery in the first few months of that year, I was now a new woman. Happy, single and ready to just be my new self.
And then I met BF. We met at HJB and then at a volunteer appreciation party where we really connected. And the rest is history. He has improved my life immensely and I am a much better person for knowing him.
So this French guy (who I am embarrassed to say I can't even remember his name!!!) contacted me by email a year ago at Christmastime after seeing me with a girlfriend at a bar. And I told him that I had a new love interest at that point and we were going to Montreal over the holidays and that life was good. So he wished me well and that was that.
Except he showed up at my office today! WTF?
Wanted to know if I was still in love (YES!). Still living in the same place? Turns out he is thinking of moving into my neighbourhood (WTF?) Am I living with my BF? He appears happy to hear I am not living with BF (WTF?)
Strange strange strange.
The summer before last (2005), in my pre-BF days, I was walking Honey along the trail one fine August late afternoon. I met a guy on his MTB and we chatted for a while. He was nice enough, francophone and we seemed to hit it off. We ended up going for drinks at the Delta and I thought we had a good time. But I never heard from him again, which was also fine.
I had by that point established myself as very happily single. I'd been severely burned by a major assh*le the previous January and was still in recovery. And after having a delightful diversion with a hot younger man as a form of recovery in the first few months of that year, I was now a new woman. Happy, single and ready to just be my new self.
And then I met BF. We met at HJB and then at a volunteer appreciation party where we really connected. And the rest is history. He has improved my life immensely and I am a much better person for knowing him.
So this French guy (who I am embarrassed to say I can't even remember his name!!!) contacted me by email a year ago at Christmastime after seeing me with a girlfriend at a bar. And I told him that I had a new love interest at that point and we were going to Montreal over the holidays and that life was good. So he wished me well and that was that.
Except he showed up at my office today! WTF?
Wanted to know if I was still in love (YES!). Still living in the same place? Turns out he is thinking of moving into my neighbourhood (WTF?) Am I living with my BF? He appears happy to hear I am not living with BF (WTF?)
Strange strange strange.
Merry New Year!
I was experiencing technical difficulties blogging from home so I simply gave up and let it slide.
Now I'm back at work again after a lovely ten day hiatus. I needed the break and now it is good to be back at work. I'm still coughing a bit but I think I am very lucky that I had time off - I suspect I would have ended up with bronchitis had I been working. I've felt that deep chest coughing effect a few times since contracting this dread illness.
And now we are into 2007. I feel so lucky, I am so blessed.
I have a wonderful boyfriend. He is caring and thoughtful. And I have learned from previous mistakes with other less wonderful people so I can stop *myself* from making errors in judgement. It's so neat to see myself having changed my approach on certain things and how much happier I am as a result. BF doesn't "make" me happy; I am happier with who *I* am when I'm with him.
I have a great kid. He is bright and cheerful and cooperative. We get along well although we are alike in many ways so I think I may have to pay attention to that as he gets older. I wouldn't want to have him experience strife because of being too much like me in the same ways my mother & I find ourselves frequently at odds. He is doing so well in school and enjoys his extra-curricular stuff too. It is gratifying to be a parent.
I have a great job. I work for a great organization. I like my work and the opportunities to interact with the public. I appreciate my opportunities here as I "mature" in my career too. I am very lucky.
I have a super dog. She is a real ray of sunshine in my life. I can't imagine life without her. And although I know it is a bit crazy to get another dog, I battle my irrational fear of losing her after having lost my brother all those years ago in that terrible accident. It's sort of like the old "the heir and the spare" thing. Sometimes I worry about what would happen if I lost Sebastian but I can't really do anything about that. So in my own silly little way I guess I want two dogs so I won't have to worry about being dog-less.
I have my own home that the bank lets me live in as long as I make payments to them. I have my own car that another bank lets me drive as long as I make payments to *them*. I have plenty of food, clothing and little luxuries.
So what will 2007 bring? Well I hope to achieve last year's 10 km race objective in running. I let that slide. I'd like to put 3000 km on my road bike this year and accomplish a 100 mile century. I'd like to visit family in Quebec and Vermont this summer. I'd like to get to the gym 3 times a week. I'd like to be more positive and less critical.
And I'd like to have more time to do more things with more friends.
Now I'm back at work again after a lovely ten day hiatus. I needed the break and now it is good to be back at work. I'm still coughing a bit but I think I am very lucky that I had time off - I suspect I would have ended up with bronchitis had I been working. I've felt that deep chest coughing effect a few times since contracting this dread illness.
And now we are into 2007. I feel so lucky, I am so blessed.
I have a wonderful boyfriend. He is caring and thoughtful. And I have learned from previous mistakes with other less wonderful people so I can stop *myself* from making errors in judgement. It's so neat to see myself having changed my approach on certain things and how much happier I am as a result. BF doesn't "make" me happy; I am happier with who *I* am when I'm with him.
I have a great kid. He is bright and cheerful and cooperative. We get along well although we are alike in many ways so I think I may have to pay attention to that as he gets older. I wouldn't want to have him experience strife because of being too much like me in the same ways my mother & I find ourselves frequently at odds. He is doing so well in school and enjoys his extra-curricular stuff too. It is gratifying to be a parent.
I have a great job. I work for a great organization. I like my work and the opportunities to interact with the public. I appreciate my opportunities here as I "mature" in my career too. I am very lucky.
I have a super dog. She is a real ray of sunshine in my life. I can't imagine life without her. And although I know it is a bit crazy to get another dog, I battle my irrational fear of losing her after having lost my brother all those years ago in that terrible accident. It's sort of like the old "the heir and the spare" thing. Sometimes I worry about what would happen if I lost Sebastian but I can't really do anything about that. So in my own silly little way I guess I want two dogs so I won't have to worry about being dog-less.
I have my own home that the bank lets me live in as long as I make payments to them. I have my own car that another bank lets me drive as long as I make payments to *them*. I have plenty of food, clothing and little luxuries.
So what will 2007 bring? Well I hope to achieve last year's 10 km race objective in running. I let that slide. I'd like to put 3000 km on my road bike this year and accomplish a 100 mile century. I'd like to visit family in Quebec and Vermont this summer. I'd like to get to the gym 3 times a week. I'd like to be more positive and less critical.
And I'd like to have more time to do more things with more friends.
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