Saturday, June 23, 2007

My other Blog

I just added a new post on my Alucard's Rose blog. It's my reviews/studies on vampires (films, books, folklore etc)

Road to Recovery from the Car Crash Episode 9

Yes, it has been a long nine months. But I am near the end of it all. Thank the Fates.
In the stage now where it's all paper work. Had an appointment the other morning with the Insurance's Doctor for their final checkup. Now the stage of having to deal with Disability starts up. Great, more people poking into my life who I don't want poking in my life. Just seemed alittle odd the doctor only focused on the shoulder and not the thumb, ribs or lung?
Good news though, my family doctor gave me the okay to start traveling. So I am going to Edmonton in September to see Butterfly. If you remember my old blog, I mentioned her just having twins last month. This is one year I can't wait to see close.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Who's Your Jack Wagner?

Getting over Jack Wagner by Elise Juska was the latest book on the reading list for us.
My sister works at Chapters Books here in town, and gets a stack of books every so often. She passed this one on to me few weeks ago.
This book is about a woman who had a crush on actor/singer Jack Wagner and then dates only rockstars.
I love Chicklit which has left it's prints all over my blogging style. But this book, just sucked. In talking about the book, both my sister and me agreed this one just wasn't worth it.
It did however bring up a topic : Who/What is your 'Jack Wagner'?
A common thread between my sister, me, our friends seems to be musicians,actors, bartenders, hockey players and finally artists.
One friend seems to pick gay guys (serious put her in a room of 500 men and she will find the only gay man sexy) where as I seem to be a jerk magnet.
Thou I have dated my share of musicians, actors,(both of which I swore after the first time never again) bartenders, and artists I am still looking for what I consider my ideal guy.
A wrestler.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

WWE In Poor Taste

One week ago WWE's Raw ended with the Chairman and former ECW Champ getting into a limo and having it set on fire.
I get that Sports Entertainment is a soap opera, and that there has to be some kind of new storyline to keep viewers, but this was just wrong! As a gimmick it was over the top, unbelievable, and down right disrespectful. Whoever came up with this storyline needs to have their pens taken from them. Just really really bad taste people.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

What I learned from Sex and the City ...part 1

I have made no hiding the fact that two of my favourite writers are Sparkle Hayter and Candace Bushnell.
I have all of Candace Bushnell's books (up to this date that I am aware of)
4 Blondes, Trading Up, Lipstick Jungle and the one that started it all Sex and the City.

I have compared myself to the character Carrie on more then one level. And we all have friends/family who fall right into place of being a Charlotte, Miranda, and Samantha. But have you ever looked at the men in your life? How many of us can say 'yes I have a Big in my past' or a 'Tray' ?
I hate to admit it, but if my "MR. BIG" is the guy I think he is; I DON'T want to end up with him!! And if my "Aidan" is who I think he is, I won't get to end up with him. Though my "Stanford" is actually straight, and I have had a "Tray" in my past, I guess I have to admit I am looking for my "Steve". Of all the women on the tv show, Miranda lucked out. Her man was cute, sweet, loyal and down right sexy!
At the moment, someone else in my circle is having a "Carrie Moment" (more like year) she has a sweet "Aidan" type in her life, while her "Mr. Big" just won't let her go. He keeps showing up when she seems to find some happiness only to screw it up for her. Another person in my circle is trying to have a "Samantha Moment", but it's plan to the rest of us she is just covering for her own shortcomings. And the one in my circle who is wanting a "Charlotte Moment" is coming up....in the "Samantha" box.
This has left me wondering is it time to think outside the box?
Have we somehow type cast ourselves into roles that we aren't really fit for?
As I try to learn from our patterns, I hope to find some answers. Every so often I will let you know what (and if ) I have learned.
I guess the first thing to know is that nothing matters but the shoes.

At a Starbucks across town...

It was a 4 Starbucks day.
That's what...$20 in one day just in coffee! No wonder I can't pay my phone bill.
Day went like this....7:45a.m. woke up got dressed
8:15a.m. checked emails
9:30a.m. went to Starbucks for a coffee while waiting for bus
10:05a.m. got to doctor's appointment
11:06a.m. running to catch next bus home
11:25a.m. get 2nd Starbucks of day while waiting for prescriptions
noon start cooking dinner
1:45p.m. check emails again
2:03p.m. clean kitchen
3:00p.m. freak out realizing missing half ingredients for dinner
4:00p.m. 3rd Starbucks of day while leaving grocery

4:27p.m. finish cooking dinner
6:00p.m. guests get here
8:15p.m. sister wants to go for coffee before they close
8:25p.m. 4th Starbucks of day, photos of sister taken
9:00p.m. meet sister's new boyfriend
10:00p.m. home to clean up kitchen-but check emails again
11:45p.m. blogging














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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Avoid the Dishes Activity #6-Blogging

Drip drip drip. The tap says onto the top of the green mixing bowl covered in cake batter.
Drip drip drip, it screams 'come wash this'.
'No, not yet'. I answer, 'I have other things to do.'
True I do have a mountain of things on my To Do list for the weekend, but the most important thing is cleaning the kitchen, as I am having a dinner party tomorrow night. I just don't have the energy right now. Hell, I still don't even have a clue as to what I am going to serve tomorrow night!
I am a veggy, my guests aren't. How do I make up a fabulous dinner they will crave the recipes for and complement me on, for hours later when we don't even fall into the same category of eating? How did I get left doing this? Right now I remember. My buddy is visiting from Europe for the week, and over cocktails the other night I said 'before you leave town, come over for dinner, I'll cook'. I can be very stupid when I have a glass of merlot in hand.
Now I need to plan the meal, shop for the meal, cook it, and somehow manage to have a spotless apartment for them to eat it in. All this plus my usual chaos that is my life. Good thing I am a woman, at lest I have a half chance to get it done.

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