Not quite as cute as the last one, but ...... I couldn't help myself.
Other things just crack me up. And I apologize in advance.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
I have a new title
My husband and I decided to launch out and do some Christmas shopping on the last Saturday before Christmas. Crazy or what?
Anyway during errands I needed to drop an item off at a friends place. Angela is the daughter of a co-worker and she and her three children visit the office often for coffee and a visit. (Gotta love a casual work place). So I've got to know and love her three kids - a 2.5 yr old boy, a 4 yr old girl, and a 9 yr old girl.
I've grown very attached to the kids and I think the feeling is mutual.
When we dropped in on them today they had a couple of cousins over playing. We had quick chats and we left.
Angela called me a couple of hours later to tell me that she overheard this conversation between "K" (the 9 yr old) and her cousin:
Cousin: Who's LJ?
K: She's my adult best friend.
Cousin: What do you mean?
K: She's an adult and she's my best friend.
Now doesn't that warm the cockles of your ever-lovin' heart?
Anyway during errands I needed to drop an item off at a friends place. Angela is the daughter of a co-worker and she and her three children visit the office often for coffee and a visit. (Gotta love a casual work place). So I've got to know and love her three kids - a 2.5 yr old boy, a 4 yr old girl, and a 9 yr old girl.
I've grown very attached to the kids and I think the feeling is mutual.
When we dropped in on them today they had a couple of cousins over playing. We had quick chats and we left.
Angela called me a couple of hours later to tell me that she overheard this conversation between "K" (the 9 yr old) and her cousin:
Cousin: Who's LJ?
K: She's my adult best friend.
Cousin: What do you mean?
K: She's an adult and she's my best friend.
Now doesn't that warm the cockles of your ever-lovin' heart?
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Advice Please
We can keep out cat out of our Christmas tree. If it weren't for the fact that it was fake and has built in lights - it would have no decoration at all. Even the angel on top is ready to jump shit.
Not amount of "time outs" work. Not amount of hauling by the scruff of the neck teaches the lesson.
We're at our witts end (not far to go in the first place, mind you), and don't know what to do for Christmas. Can we get away without actually decorating it?
There's an actual hallow all the way around the middle were he's bent down all the branches.
We don't know what to do next, and euthanasia seems like a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
What do you do with a problem like Pirate?
Not amount of "time outs" work. Not amount of hauling by the scruff of the neck teaches the lesson.
We're at our witts end (not far to go in the first place, mind you), and don't know what to do for Christmas. Can we get away without actually decorating it?
There's an actual hallow all the way around the middle were he's bent down all the branches.
We don't know what to do next, and euthanasia seems like a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
What do you do with a problem like Pirate?
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
No Peeking ....
It must be December. I seem to barely come up for air these days, but its all good.
I had to share my most recent creation with you my very supportive readers. And in a crush to figure out family gifts I decided that some felting was in order. So if you're a family member of mine ..... don't read any further (Katie you won't tell you dad will you?).
Here is a picture of Sasha my oldest brothers dog. Sasha passed away a couple of years ago, but has a very special place in my brothers heart. She went everywhere with him. Cross Country skiing, hiking, camping .... life. And I know that she left a giant hole in his heart when her years were up.
And here is my rendition of her in felt.
What say you? Did I do ok? I hope my brother likes it, and part of me wishes I could be there when he opens it up, and part of me .... is a little worried. Guys are funny that way - you never know if you've hit the mark with them when it comes to gifts.
Is it just me, or are men hard to buy for?
On a side note: I have a girlfriend who sells things at craft fairs, and she participated in a small one last week. She asked me if I'd like her to try to sell some of my work at the fair. So on a lark I pulled all the ones that I would sell, threw some reasonable price tags on them, and sent them away with her. A dozen pieces or so on my prides and joys - except one. One particular little penguin was something I made at a workshop and is in a completely different style then I like to work. I didn't like him even enough to give him away. I can't even show you a picture, because I never took one.
Wouldn't you know it .... that stupid little penguin was the ONLY thing that sold. There's no accounting for taste.
I am not dissuaded. I will continue to create AND create the way I want too! So there.
I had to share my most recent creation with you my very supportive readers. And in a crush to figure out family gifts I decided that some felting was in order. So if you're a family member of mine ..... don't read any further (Katie you won't tell you dad will you?).
Here is a picture of Sasha my oldest brothers dog. Sasha passed away a couple of years ago, but has a very special place in my brothers heart. She went everywhere with him. Cross Country skiing, hiking, camping .... life. And I know that she left a giant hole in his heart when her years were up.
And here is my rendition of her in felt.
What say you? Did I do ok? I hope my brother likes it, and part of me wishes I could be there when he opens it up, and part of me .... is a little worried. Guys are funny that way - you never know if you've hit the mark with them when it comes to gifts.
Is it just me, or are men hard to buy for?
On a side note: I have a girlfriend who sells things at craft fairs, and she participated in a small one last week. She asked me if I'd like her to try to sell some of my work at the fair. So on a lark I pulled all the ones that I would sell, threw some reasonable price tags on them, and sent them away with her. A dozen pieces or so on my prides and joys - except one. One particular little penguin was something I made at a workshop and is in a completely different style then I like to work. I didn't like him even enough to give him away. I can't even show you a picture, because I never took one.
Wouldn't you know it .... that stupid little penguin was the ONLY thing that sold. There's no accounting for taste.
I am not dissuaded. I will continue to create AND create the way I want too! So there.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Please accept my resignation. I don't want to belong to any club that will accept me as a member.
Groucho Marx said that, but its something (or a paraphrase of) I've used often. Back in October a girlfriend asked me if I was interested in joining a group of ladies that held a "P.P.P." evening.
Now, before I get into what the 3 P's group is all about I have to tell you that I tend not to 'join' anything. When I commit to something I really want to COMMIT to it. I want to make sure that I will 100% participate in whatever it is that I've agreed to do. Hence, I don't tend to sign up for much. I'm very much afraid of letting people down, even myself. So I take the chicken way out and don't get involved with much.
But ..... I also realized that since my husband in not a social person that I also really needed to make an effort to get out and be with people on a social level, and in particular women. I'm an introvert at heart, but I like people enough to want to spend some time in the company of. Outside of work of course, but I can overdose on people just by the nature of my job.
So anyway - against my husbands cautioning of not being able to commit to things I sallied forth and said 'yes' to this once a month feminine social gathering of 12.
I've been to 2 evenings so far, and so far - I've enjoyed myself very much. Now to the explanation of what the three P's are:
1) Party
2) Pig-out
3) Pamper
Simple isn't it? Simple rules to follow as well. We only have 12 (somewhat random) women who have been invited into the group to meet on a once a month basis. You must commit to it for one year. Once a month one women hosts the evening (any evening of her choosing and everyone else's availability). The only thing the host needs to supply is some forms of beverage and a "party" place. The other women each bring the "Pig-out" food offerings. Each women also brings $20 for the pot and sometime during the evening a draw is held with the names of the ladies attending (with the exception of the hostess). The winner of the draw is the designated hostess for the next month, and she gets the pot of $240. Here comes the "pamper" part - sometime before the next gathering the winner and next hostess is to do something out-of-the-ordinary special for herself with the $240. She is NOT to spend it on bills. She is NOT to spend it on her children or family. She is NOT to spend it on groceries. She is ONLY to pamper herself with something she wouldn't normally do. Then she has to tell us what she did with the money when we gather again at her house.
At my first meeting with these ladies (and I must add here that I only knew 3 of the ladies, and that was by coincidence outside of the lady who invited me. So this is a unique way of meeting new people) the women who won the pot was so excited, she immediately announced that she was going to get a "Brazilian Blowout". Which I understand that for people who have uncontrollably curly hair and want straight hair this is the biggest news since sliced bread.
HOWEVER - this procedure has been banned in Canada and she wasn't able to do the do. It seems there's this little chemical called formaldehyde that gets created in the process and its a bit frowned upon up here in the great white north.
Don't worry, the lady in question still pampered herself with an extremely expensive hair cute and facial.
The next pot winner - who will be hosting next month, has decided that we will do a Christmas tree decoration swap. We are each to bring a decoration that best describes us, and we exchange them anonymously and have to guess who the giver was. In following years as you put up the ornament you think fondly of the fellow PPP member.
So, I will continue with this club until they find out I'm a member and kick me out.
(P.S. Anyone care to guess what I'll do for my ornament?)
Now, before I get into what the 3 P's group is all about I have to tell you that I tend not to 'join' anything. When I commit to something I really want to COMMIT to it. I want to make sure that I will 100% participate in whatever it is that I've agreed to do. Hence, I don't tend to sign up for much. I'm very much afraid of letting people down, even myself. So I take the chicken way out and don't get involved with much.
But ..... I also realized that since my husband in not a social person that I also really needed to make an effort to get out and be with people on a social level, and in particular women. I'm an introvert at heart, but I like people enough to want to spend some time in the company of. Outside of work of course, but I can overdose on people just by the nature of my job.
So anyway - against my husbands cautioning of not being able to commit to things I sallied forth and said 'yes' to this once a month feminine social gathering of 12.
I've been to 2 evenings so far, and so far - I've enjoyed myself very much. Now to the explanation of what the three P's are:
1) Party
2) Pig-out
3) Pamper
Simple isn't it? Simple rules to follow as well. We only have 12 (somewhat random) women who have been invited into the group to meet on a once a month basis. You must commit to it for one year. Once a month one women hosts the evening (any evening of her choosing and everyone else's availability). The only thing the host needs to supply is some forms of beverage and a "party" place. The other women each bring the "Pig-out" food offerings. Each women also brings $20 for the pot and sometime during the evening a draw is held with the names of the ladies attending (with the exception of the hostess). The winner of the draw is the designated hostess for the next month, and she gets the pot of $240. Here comes the "pamper" part - sometime before the next gathering the winner and next hostess is to do something out-of-the-ordinary special for herself with the $240. She is NOT to spend it on bills. She is NOT to spend it on her children or family. She is NOT to spend it on groceries. She is ONLY to pamper herself with something she wouldn't normally do. Then she has to tell us what she did with the money when we gather again at her house.
At my first meeting with these ladies (and I must add here that I only knew 3 of the ladies, and that was by coincidence outside of the lady who invited me. So this is a unique way of meeting new people) the women who won the pot was so excited, she immediately announced that she was going to get a "Brazilian Blowout". Which I understand that for people who have uncontrollably curly hair and want straight hair this is the biggest news since sliced bread.
HOWEVER - this procedure has been banned in Canada and she wasn't able to do the do. It seems there's this little chemical called formaldehyde that gets created in the process and its a bit frowned upon up here in the great white north.
Don't worry, the lady in question still pampered herself with an extremely expensive hair cute and facial.
The next pot winner - who will be hosting next month, has decided that we will do a Christmas tree decoration swap. We are each to bring a decoration that best describes us, and we exchange them anonymously and have to guess who the giver was. In following years as you put up the ornament you think fondly of the fellow PPP member.
So, I will continue with this club until they find out I'm a member and kick me out.
(P.S. Anyone care to guess what I'll do for my ornament?)
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