Two posts in one day. Who'dya thunk?
Appetizer
Name 2 things you would like to accomplish in 2008.
This will sound cliche, but I'd like to lose some weight (you see I said 'some' not all 50lbs). And I'd like to be more active with my girlfriends. Which I suppose actually means find some friends to do things with.
Soup
With which cartoon character do you share personality traits?
Anyone who knows me will know that I have to say Spongebob Squarepants. The only difference being is that I think my IQ is a little higher.
Salad
What time of day (or night) were you born?
I was born on a Friday morning at 6am.
Main Course
Tell us something special about your hometown.
Hometown has meant many places over the years. I barely remember the town I was born in and lived for the first 10 years, but it has a special place in my heart. For the last 22 of my 45 years, Victoria has been my hometown and I LOVE IT!! The West Coast! The Pacific Ocean! The weather (not nearly as much rain as you might think). Green Christmas'! I met the love of my life (Christ) and my husband here (15 years apart). I love this city! What can I say.
Dessert
If you could receive a letter from anyone in the world, who would you want to get one from?
I totally concur with Christine on this one. There is no "one" person, and I will gladly exchange a card or letter or postcard with anyone who will participate.
Happy New Year Everyone!!!
Friday, December 28, 2007
Story time
I read a wonderful story over at Catie's, and I encourage you to get your coffee, get comfortable and sit down for a lovely read. You'll need to set some time aside to do it (5-10 minutes or so), but I promise you won't be disappointed.
We had a lovely Christmas - just Hubby and me, and the rest of the week is slowly unfolding. I - alone - am at work yesterday and today, but its not bad. I could really get used to working 9 - noon each day. But this too shall pass.
It looks like Hubby and I will be off to the In-Laws for a little more Christmas over the weekend, and then settle back into a quiet New Years Eve and Day.
My cold had dulled down to a slight cough, but I am no longer a voice over for Kathleen Turner. Of that I am truly thankful.
In case I don't come this way again for several days, do have a wonderful and safe New Years.
God Bless each and every one of you.
LJ
We had a lovely Christmas - just Hubby and me, and the rest of the week is slowly unfolding. I - alone - am at work yesterday and today, but its not bad. I could really get used to working 9 - noon each day. But this too shall pass.
It looks like Hubby and I will be off to the In-Laws for a little more Christmas over the weekend, and then settle back into a quiet New Years Eve and Day.
My cold had dulled down to a slight cough, but I am no longer a voice over for Kathleen Turner. Of that I am truly thankful.
In case I don't come this way again for several days, do have a wonderful and safe New Years.
God Bless each and every one of you.
LJ
Monday, December 24, 2007
You better not pout, you better not cry
I'm still sick.
What gives?
I went to work today. I thought it would be busy and all, but I could have just left the answering machine on pronouncing our church' three Christmas Eve Services (5pm, 8pm, and 11pm) and be done with it. That's all the office presence that was really needed. Such a change from previous years.
Hubby and I are headed over to a friends house tonight for dinner. I'm not sure if we're going to be taking in any of the services, I really don't feel up to it. Besides, who wants a hacking, sniffling woman sitting beside them. And thats just everyone else around me these days.
So I think I will just submit myself to our closest friends and keep it at that.
Christmas day (tomorrow) will just be Hubby and I (and the cats), and I think I'm pretty cool with that. I may not even leave my PJ's!
With that ... I wish you all a wonderful Christmas Day. I pray you are surrounded by people you love, and love to be with you! God bless each and everyone of you!
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Almost down for the count
It's turned out to be a good thing that I'm 'apathetic' about Christmas (more like pathetic today). You see, I'm sick. It all started with a sore throat on Monday, and worked itself up to a weird head by Wednesday. I went home from work at lunch yesterday and slept until dinner time.
This morning - and keep in mind I'm a receptionist who answers phones - the throat feels better, but I have no voice. Or more aptly put I sound like Kathleen Turner from "Body Heat" (1981). My co-workers are egging me on to talk, just so they can laugh at me. How fair is that?
I laid on my couch last night thinking "I really should be writing in and addressing our Christmas cards." ..... "I really should be wrapping the gifts that are piling up on our kitchen table." ..... "but I don't feel like it".... "So I won't."
This too shall pass. I'm am more than ever thankful that we are not traveling this Christmas, nor are we entertaining. This is an obvious sign to me to slow down, and take care of myself.
Happy Thursday people!
This morning - and keep in mind I'm a receptionist who answers phones - the throat feels better, but I have no voice. Or more aptly put I sound like Kathleen Turner from "Body Heat" (1981). My co-workers are egging me on to talk, just so they can laugh at me. How fair is that?
I laid on my couch last night thinking "I really should be writing in and addressing our Christmas cards." ..... "I really should be wrapping the gifts that are piling up on our kitchen table." ..... "but I don't feel like it".... "So I won't."
This too shall pass. I'm am more than ever thankful that we are not traveling this Christmas, nor are we entertaining. This is an obvious sign to me to slow down, and take care of myself.
Happy Thursday people!
Monday, December 17, 2007
Christmas Apathy
I'm trying to find the right words to sum up how I'm feeling these days. The one word that comes to mind is "apathy". I have a complete lack of excitement, commitment, involvement, or enthusiasm for this holiday season.
Don't get me wrong - I'm no Scrooge. He at least had passion for his dislike. And I do like Christmas. I like was it truly represents - an endless array of Christmas Concerts, Over indulging, and a great deal insincere hoopla!
Crap! Now I'm beginning to sound cynical too! I was trying to avoid that.
No ... again I kid you - I do like what Christmas represents. The birth of the Christ Child - God's own son. I recognize fully what Christmas is supposed to be. I'm just finding it hard to get excited about it this year. Last year I had a reason to be apathetic. I was clinically depressed! That gives me some permissions.
But this year - I have no excuse. It's a week before Christmas and the Christmas cards that I have made are still sitting on my kitchen table. Waiting to be written in, enveloped and sent off. I have parcels that need to get in the mail (don't even talk to me about wrapping them), but I determined last week that they were not going to make it to there destinations on time - so why try.
I did, however, go shopping on the weekend. For the most part I'm finished, but for the most part - my hearts not into the gifts I did purchase or make.
What Is With Me?
The cartoon that I had in my last post is so absolutely true!
I want to escape! But my 'escape' button isn't working.
Calgon, take me away! (does anyone remember that commercial - other than Christine?)
Stop the world I want to get off (but not in that permanent way)
I need a vacation. Want to get awayee-ay!
So forth, so one. You get my drift.
Under no circumstances to I want to be mistaken for complaining. I'm not complaining, I'm just tired and cranky.
Bartender - give me a rum and egg nog - hold the egg nog!
Don't get me wrong - I'm no Scrooge. He at least had passion for his dislike. And I do like Christmas. I like was it truly represents - an endless array of Christmas Concerts, Over indulging, and a great deal insincere hoopla!
Crap! Now I'm beginning to sound cynical too! I was trying to avoid that.
No ... again I kid you - I do like what Christmas represents. The birth of the Christ Child - God's own son. I recognize fully what Christmas is supposed to be. I'm just finding it hard to get excited about it this year. Last year I had a reason to be apathetic. I was clinically depressed! That gives me some permissions.
But this year - I have no excuse. It's a week before Christmas and the Christmas cards that I have made are still sitting on my kitchen table. Waiting to be written in, enveloped and sent off. I have parcels that need to get in the mail (don't even talk to me about wrapping them), but I determined last week that they were not going to make it to there destinations on time - so why try.
I did, however, go shopping on the weekend. For the most part I'm finished, but for the most part - my hearts not into the gifts I did purchase or make.
What Is With Me?
The cartoon that I had in my last post is so absolutely true!
I want to escape! But my 'escape' button isn't working.
Calgon, take me away! (does anyone remember that commercial - other than Christine?)
Stop the world I want to get off (but not in that permanent way)
I need a vacation. Want to get awayee-ay!
So forth, so one. You get my drift.
Under no circumstances to I want to be mistaken for complaining. I'm not complaining, I'm just tired and cranky.
Bartender - give me a rum and egg nog - hold the egg nog!
I'm trying to find the right words to sum up how I'm feeling these days. The one word that comes to mind is "apathy". I have a complete lack of excitement, commitment, involvement, or enthusiasm for this holiday season.
Don't get me wrong - I'm no Scrooge. He at least had passion for his dislike. And I do like Christmas. I like was it truly represents - an endless array of Christmas Concerts, Over indulging, and a great deal insincere hoopla!
Crap! Now I'm beginning to sound cynical too! I was trying to avoid that.
No ... again I kid you - I do like what Christmas represents. The birth of the Christ Child - God's own son. I recognize fully what Christmas is supposed to be. I'm just finding it hard to get excited about it this year. Last year I had a reason to be apathetic. I was clinically depressed! That gives me some permissions.
But this year - I have no excuse. It's a week before Christmas and the Christmas cards that I have made are still sitting on my kitchen table. Waiting to be written in, enveloped and sent off. I have parcels that need to get in the mail (don't even talk to me about wrapping them), but I determined last week that they were not going to make it to there destinations on time - so why try.
I did, however, go shopping on the weekend. For the most part I'm finished, but for the most part - my hearts not into the gifts I did purchase or make.
What Is With Me?
The cartoon that I had in my last post is so absolutely true!
I want to escape! But my 'escape' button isn't working.
Calgon, take me away! (does anyone remember that commercial - other than Christine?)
Stop the world I want to get off (but not in that permanent way)
I need a vacation. Want to get awayee-ay!
So forth, so one. You get my drift.
Under no circumstances to I want to be mistaken for complaining. I'm not complaining, I'm just tired and cranky.
Bartender - give me a rum and egg nog - hold the egg nog!
Don't get me wrong - I'm no Scrooge. He at least had passion for his dislike. And I do like Christmas. I like was it truly represents - an endless array of Christmas Concerts, Over indulging, and a great deal insincere hoopla!
Crap! Now I'm beginning to sound cynical too! I was trying to avoid that.
No ... again I kid you - I do like what Christmas represents. The birth of the Christ Child - God's own son. I recognize fully what Christmas is supposed to be. I'm just finding it hard to get excited about it this year. Last year I had a reason to be apathetic. I was clinically depressed! That gives me some permissions.
But this year - I have no excuse. It's a week before Christmas and the Christmas cards that I have made are still sitting on my kitchen table. Waiting to be written in, enveloped and sent off. I have parcels that need to get in the mail (don't even talk to me about wrapping them), but I determined last week that they were not going to make it to there destinations on time - so why try.
I did, however, go shopping on the weekend. For the most part I'm finished, but for the most part - my hearts not into the gifts I did purchase or make.
What Is With Me?
The cartoon that I had in my last post is so absolutely true!
I want to escape! But my 'escape' button isn't working.
Calgon, take me away! (does anyone remember that commercial - other than Christine?)
Stop the world I want to get off (but not in that permanent way)
I need a vacation. Want to get awayee-ay!
So forth, so one. You get my drift.
Under no circumstances to I want to be mistaken for complaining. I'm not complaining, I'm just tired and cranky.
Bartender - give me a rum and egg nog - hold the egg nog!
Friday, December 14, 2007
Friday, December 7, 2007
Christmas Survey
Plagiarized from Lindzee
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags?
Wrapping paper mostly. I tend to buy paper in bulk, and it lasts for years. However, I save all the gift bags I’m given and re-issue them. I’m still working on bags we got wedding presents in from 5 years ago.
2. Real tree or artificial?
Although I’ve always been a huge nay sayer for artificial trees, last year we bought one. And I’m almost ashamed to admit it, but it came with lights. The cost of a real tree is getting way to high, it just didn’t seem reasonable anymore. That said, in a couple of years when our artificial trees looks shabby and cheap and we try to dispose of it …. we’ll have a different problem on our hands.
3. When do you put up the tree?
I try to hold the husband off as long as possible. I do have a minimum of not before December 1st.
4. When do you take the tree down?
Whenever we get around to it after December 27th, but generally the first weekend after January 1st.
5. Do you like eggnog?
Yes!
6. Favorite gift received as a child?
This is going to sound weird, but the gifts that were my favourite to receive were also the gifts that tended to be returned, and not replaced. I.e. – the Christmas I received a knitting machine. I was so excited, and barely got to try it, and it was returned. A game that I really wanted, but now can’t remember the name – opened, played feverishly, and vanished from site to be returned. Just keep in mind that I put the “Fun” in dysfunctional, when it came to my family.
7. Do you have a nativity scene?
Yes – two in fact, but this year only one of them went up.
8. Hardest person to buy for?
Father-In-Law!!!!! ( still don’t know what I’m going to do for him)
9. Easiest person to buy for?
Me.
10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received?
This question should be directly after question 6. But in my unhumble, ungrateful opinion …….. there was a Christmas when I was 8 or so, and being the youngest in the family it was always my duty to be the present deliverer on Christmas morning. This particular morning I saw a certain gift leaning up against the wall by our Christmas tree, and my gut told me what it was. I made sure to hand out all the over gifts first. I was procrastinating, I didn’t want to open the long tall gift wrapped thing. But eventually the time came, and I could barely contain my parents and their excitement. The parcel was downhill ski’s, and I wanted no part in them. My older brother, 12 & 14 years older, were avid skiers and my parents felt duty bound in my following in the footsteps. I think I officially used them on a ski hill once, and that was it. Ungrateful child!
11. Mail or email Christmas cards?
Snail Mail! Hard to send homemade cards by e-mail. They just won’t fit into the cd slot.
12. Favorite Christmas Movie?
I have two – White Christmas with Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye (circa 1950’s), and the 1970’s version of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas?
All year round really, but I begin in earnest when the malls are open later in the evenings.
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?
Yes, mostly ones from my mom. She never realized that she’d given them to me the previous year.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas?
Whatever I shouldn’t
16. Clear lights or colored on the tree?
Doesn’t matter. We have no preference.
17. Favorite Christmas song?
No favourites.
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home?
When I was single it was always travel – to one of my brother’s places. But now that I’m married, its mostly stay home.
19. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer? I can! Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen! Rudolph doesn’t count because he’s fictitious.
20. Angel on the tree top or a star?
Angel.
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning?
MORNING!!!
22. Most annoying thing about this time of year?
Bad, consumer driven commercials about what you’ve gotta have, or gotta get for someone else.
23. What I love most about Christmas?
Time off! And visiting with friends
24. Have you been naughty or nice this year?
A little of both.
25. If you’ve been good, what would you like Santa to bring you this year?
More time off.
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags?
Wrapping paper mostly. I tend to buy paper in bulk, and it lasts for years. However, I save all the gift bags I’m given and re-issue them. I’m still working on bags we got wedding presents in from 5 years ago.
2. Real tree or artificial?
Although I’ve always been a huge nay sayer for artificial trees, last year we bought one. And I’m almost ashamed to admit it, but it came with lights. The cost of a real tree is getting way to high, it just didn’t seem reasonable anymore. That said, in a couple of years when our artificial trees looks shabby and cheap and we try to dispose of it …. we’ll have a different problem on our hands.
3. When do you put up the tree?
I try to hold the husband off as long as possible. I do have a minimum of not before December 1st.
4. When do you take the tree down?
Whenever we get around to it after December 27th, but generally the first weekend after January 1st.
5. Do you like eggnog?
Yes!
6. Favorite gift received as a child?
This is going to sound weird, but the gifts that were my favourite to receive were also the gifts that tended to be returned, and not replaced. I.e. – the Christmas I received a knitting machine. I was so excited, and barely got to try it, and it was returned. A game that I really wanted, but now can’t remember the name – opened, played feverishly, and vanished from site to be returned. Just keep in mind that I put the “Fun” in dysfunctional, when it came to my family.
7. Do you have a nativity scene?
Yes – two in fact, but this year only one of them went up.
8. Hardest person to buy for?
Father-In-Law!!!!! ( still don’t know what I’m going to do for him)
9. Easiest person to buy for?
Me.
10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received?
This question should be directly after question 6. But in my unhumble, ungrateful opinion …….. there was a Christmas when I was 8 or so, and being the youngest in the family it was always my duty to be the present deliverer on Christmas morning. This particular morning I saw a certain gift leaning up against the wall by our Christmas tree, and my gut told me what it was. I made sure to hand out all the over gifts first. I was procrastinating, I didn’t want to open the long tall gift wrapped thing. But eventually the time came, and I could barely contain my parents and their excitement. The parcel was downhill ski’s, and I wanted no part in them. My older brother, 12 & 14 years older, were avid skiers and my parents felt duty bound in my following in the footsteps. I think I officially used them on a ski hill once, and that was it. Ungrateful child!
11. Mail or email Christmas cards?
Snail Mail! Hard to send homemade cards by e-mail. They just won’t fit into the cd slot.
12. Favorite Christmas Movie?
I have two – White Christmas with Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye (circa 1950’s), and the 1970’s version of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas?
All year round really, but I begin in earnest when the malls are open later in the evenings.
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?
Yes, mostly ones from my mom. She never realized that she’d given them to me the previous year.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas?
Whatever I shouldn’t
16. Clear lights or colored on the tree?
Doesn’t matter. We have no preference.
17. Favorite Christmas song?
No favourites.
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home?
When I was single it was always travel – to one of my brother’s places. But now that I’m married, its mostly stay home.
19. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer? I can! Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen! Rudolph doesn’t count because he’s fictitious.
20. Angel on the tree top or a star?
Angel.
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning?
MORNING!!!
22. Most annoying thing about this time of year?
Bad, consumer driven commercials about what you’ve gotta have, or gotta get for someone else.
23. What I love most about Christmas?
Time off! And visiting with friends
24. Have you been naughty or nice this year?
A little of both.
25. If you’ve been good, what would you like Santa to bring you this year?
More time off.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I'm a day late on my Monday Blog readings, and I decided to follow the advice of Christine and repost an old favourite post from the past. This post was actually written back in the old days of my Diaryland account, but it still stands out to me. I re-read it today and still like it, I'm not exactly sure why. I liked my humour, and I think I had most of the comma's in the right place. Grammar is not one of my gifts. And I don't think there is a single, breathing, non-shopper female out there who can't relate. Forgive me as I generalize. (And - it's not about cats) So, I lay it at your feet to be the judge of my work.
Written March 23, 2004
Interaction in a Mall
I don't know about you, but this time of year (the casual bounce between winter and spring) always makes me very reflective and introspective -- -- of my wardrobe. Each morning I look into my closet in total disgust and wonder what heinous pieces of material can I put together today?
I am not a fashion hound. I was far more fashion conscious in the mid 80’s. A bit on the “out there” side, but chic none-the-less, I definitely made a statement. However, over the years as my weight has yo-yoed so has my taste in habiliment, combined with my lack of desire to shop, I think I’m bordering on frumpy. Not a good place to be when one gets meditative on ones wardrobe.
Friday last I had an errand to run for work down to Sears. After completing my task I felt it appropriate to take a quick look at shoes. I love shoes. I would have more shoes if my conscious would allow me. Darn my financial sensibilities! I have been looking for some specific styles to compliment and enhance my existing duds (a laugh given the state of my ‘existing duds’).
Kind of a catch 22 really. Do you match new shoes to old clothes, or new clothes to old shoes? Which came first the shoes or the rest of the outfit?
I balk at the price tag on some shoes, and the point they expect your toes to shape into on others. Who designs these things anyway? Low and behold, in the bargain bin, I find a pair of shoes that are the right price, colour and basic design. Typical for me – I hum and haw . . . . will they go with this dress? . . . . with that pair of pants? . . . . are they right for what I want to achieve? And the root query for all my apparel questions – Is this choice just as frumpy as everything else I own?
I see, waiting for her mom, a seemingly ‘trendy teen’. “Would she wear shoes like these?” I ask myself, except I don’t just leave it to an internal pondering. No – I sally up to the lass and say –“You look like a trendy teen – what do you honestly think of these shoes?”
She gets a kind of funny look of her face. I can’t quite tell if it’s a look of “Why is this tasteless woman asking me this?” or “Those are the most grotesque shoes I’ve ever seen. Don’t come near me with them!”
However – she replies “Well . . . . They’d kinda look ok with Capri pants . . .”
To which I’m sure I get a funny look on my face, because little does she know that I don’t do Capri pants. But I respond with a shrug – “not very trendy, eh? Thanks anyway” and I wander back to the rack, deposit said shoes, and leave the store.
Those darn shoes – they stuck in my mind for the rest of the evening. I contemplated them in different scenarios, accompanying different outfits. The ewww’s and ahhh’s from all my friends and of course the approval my thoughtful husband.
To heck with what that young, slim, blond, snippet of a girl thinks. I’m buying those shoes!!!!!!!!!!! And traipse back to Sears the next morning I did! In fact not only did I get the shoes, but I also manage to score with two new skirts and a top. I RULE!!! And I shopped successfully, and without harming anyone.
No humans were hurt in the implementation of this exercise, with the exception of my husband receiving the evil eye when he stated his opinion of the new shoes.
Written March 23, 2004
Interaction in a Mall
I don't know about you, but this time of year (the casual bounce between winter and spring) always makes me very reflective and introspective -- -- of my wardrobe. Each morning I look into my closet in total disgust and wonder what heinous pieces of material can I put together today?
I am not a fashion hound. I was far more fashion conscious in the mid 80’s. A bit on the “out there” side, but chic none-the-less, I definitely made a statement. However, over the years as my weight has yo-yoed so has my taste in habiliment, combined with my lack of desire to shop, I think I’m bordering on frumpy. Not a good place to be when one gets meditative on ones wardrobe.
Friday last I had an errand to run for work down to Sears. After completing my task I felt it appropriate to take a quick look at shoes. I love shoes. I would have more shoes if my conscious would allow me. Darn my financial sensibilities! I have been looking for some specific styles to compliment and enhance my existing duds (a laugh given the state of my ‘existing duds’).
Kind of a catch 22 really. Do you match new shoes to old clothes, or new clothes to old shoes? Which came first the shoes or the rest of the outfit?
I balk at the price tag on some shoes, and the point they expect your toes to shape into on others. Who designs these things anyway? Low and behold, in the bargain bin, I find a pair of shoes that are the right price, colour and basic design. Typical for me – I hum and haw . . . . will they go with this dress? . . . . with that pair of pants? . . . . are they right for what I want to achieve? And the root query for all my apparel questions – Is this choice just as frumpy as everything else I own?
I see, waiting for her mom, a seemingly ‘trendy teen’. “Would she wear shoes like these?” I ask myself, except I don’t just leave it to an internal pondering. No – I sally up to the lass and say –“You look like a trendy teen – what do you honestly think of these shoes?”
She gets a kind of funny look of her face. I can’t quite tell if it’s a look of “Why is this tasteless woman asking me this?” or “Those are the most grotesque shoes I’ve ever seen. Don’t come near me with them!”
However – she replies “Well . . . . They’d kinda look ok with Capri pants . . .”
To which I’m sure I get a funny look on my face, because little does she know that I don’t do Capri pants. But I respond with a shrug – “not very trendy, eh? Thanks anyway” and I wander back to the rack, deposit said shoes, and leave the store.
Those darn shoes – they stuck in my mind for the rest of the evening. I contemplated them in different scenarios, accompanying different outfits. The ewww’s and ahhh’s from all my friends and of course the approval my thoughtful husband.
To heck with what that young, slim, blond, snippet of a girl thinks. I’m buying those shoes!!!!!!!!!!! And traipse back to Sears the next morning I did! In fact not only did I get the shoes, but I also manage to score with two new skirts and a top. I RULE!!! And I shopped successfully, and without harming anyone.
No humans were hurt in the implementation of this exercise, with the exception of my husband receiving the evil eye when he stated his opinion of the new shoes.
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