1. Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song or Album:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favorite memory of us?
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarkey) - what are they :
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school:
22. Describe your accent:
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Soooo...
I have a little sister. And she just graduated from University. With Honours. Yes, they make them smart in my family. I have a little brother as well who moved away to Toronto three years ago. He also graduated from University. Yes, they make them full of debt in my family (and have given us wonderful parents who did so much for us and still do).
My sister had a phone interview on Thursday. Today she got the job and found out she's moving to Toronto Sunday. SUNDAY.
Fuck.
I'm going to miss my little sister. Of course, now I have NO reason not to visit Toronto. But damn. That was quick.
Mom and I joked that I would write letters to my siblings:
My version:
Dear J and A:
Do not come home. I get the house.
Ali.
Hers
Dear J and A:
Come home. I cannot care for our aging parents myself.
Ali.
I think if I did write a letter it would read
Dear J and A:
Please come home. I miss you.
love,
Ali
Perhaps I should get facebook now to keep up with them all.
My sister had a phone interview on Thursday. Today she got the job and found out she's moving to Toronto Sunday. SUNDAY.
Fuck.
I'm going to miss my little sister. Of course, now I have NO reason not to visit Toronto. But damn. That was quick.
Mom and I joked that I would write letters to my siblings:
My version:
Dear J and A:
Do not come home. I get the house.
Ali.
Hers
Dear J and A:
Come home. I cannot care for our aging parents myself.
Ali.
I think if I did write a letter it would read
Dear J and A:
Please come home. I miss you.
love,
Ali
Perhaps I should get facebook now to keep up with them all.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Medical Notes
My cat is lying on the floor. At one point I had to check and make sure he was still breathing as he's lying so very still and quiet. He's been walking around looking like yoda, but without the flip flops and little robe. He apparently has bacteria in his ears - bad bacteria. So 114$ later we have that information and medicine. At least they weighed him for free.
And now I'm going to the doctor. There's a number of things I need to talk to her about, the least of which is the fact that I need to get thicker, healthier hair and need the ability to take naps all the time since I have the time to do that. There's nothing worse that knowing everyone else is at work, unable to take naps when they want and you're home, lying in bed unable to sleep.
Hopefully P. doesn't get the pinkeye that's at his daycare centre right now. Drops for the cat and the child? That I would not be able to handle!!
And now I'm going to the doctor. There's a number of things I need to talk to her about, the least of which is the fact that I need to get thicker, healthier hair and need the ability to take naps all the time since I have the time to do that. There's nothing worse that knowing everyone else is at work, unable to take naps when they want and you're home, lying in bed unable to sleep.
Hopefully P. doesn't get the pinkeye that's at his daycare centre right now. Drops for the cat and the child? That I would not be able to handle!!
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Randomness
Random thoughts:
1. It's been one year since my son breastfed. Funny that.
2. I'm really tired. But it's been a good couple days. D. was off so we've been hanging out, having dates and enjoying each others company. Nachos last night were very yummy and the Mint Chocolate Ice Capp from Timmys was part of a delicious breakfast. I'm so relaxed.
3. I'm really really really pleased with the finale of the office. Between 'Creeds Thoughts' and 'I'm Done' and of course the date (trying to be as vague as possible) it was fantastic. Bravo.
4. Our new car is beautiful. It's a lazer blue Malibu with a black interior.
5. Reading my ljfriends page I've been tagged for a post where I have to be interesting. We'll see how that goes.
6. Second hand book stores are wonderful places. I got six books for the price of one or two.
7. My surgery is going to be in July. D. got very pale when they were talking about the complications and has decided that if he ever needs surgery he will just sign the paper and tell them to let me know of the complications when he's not around. I've just told them to not have it the day of the White Stripes concert.
8. I always have interestingesque things to post about when I'm not in front of my computer. Obviously it doesn't stick around.
9. I'm not getting a facebook. Facebook? Is it a facebook or just facebook?
1. It's been one year since my son breastfed. Funny that.
2. I'm really tired. But it's been a good couple days. D. was off so we've been hanging out, having dates and enjoying each others company. Nachos last night were very yummy and the Mint Chocolate Ice Capp from Timmys was part of a delicious breakfast. I'm so relaxed.
3. I'm really really really pleased with the finale of the office. Between 'Creeds Thoughts' and 'I'm Done' and of course the date (trying to be as vague as possible) it was fantastic. Bravo.
4. Our new car is beautiful. It's a lazer blue Malibu with a black interior.
5. Reading my ljfriends page I've been tagged for a post where I have to be interesting. We'll see how that goes.
6. Second hand book stores are wonderful places. I got six books for the price of one or two.
7. My surgery is going to be in July. D. got very pale when they were talking about the complications and has decided that if he ever needs surgery he will just sign the paper and tell them to let me know of the complications when he's not around. I've just told them to not have it the day of the White Stripes concert.
8. I always have interestingesque things to post about when I'm not in front of my computer. Obviously it doesn't stick around.
9. I'm not getting a facebook. Facebook? Is it a facebook or just facebook?
Friday, May 11, 2007
Because there wasn't enough happening in my life....
Yesterday I was driving my husband and two of his friends to pool. The transmission of our '99 Saturn Wagon jumped at one point and we realized that we would have to get it checked on and hoped that it wasn't that big of a deal. I parked at the pool place, left the car there as my father drove P. and I to their house for supper and came back to it to drive D. and his friends home.
We dropped off one friend who lives downtown. The car was acting up a little. However, as we drove away from his house, the car would not change gears. We were in first. Cars aren't supposed to be in first the whole time. Just in case you were wondering. So we pulled over and the friend that was still there (we'll call him J.) showed us how to check the transmission fluid. We had none. That's right. None. NONE. So, it being ten to ten we drove, in first all the way, to W@lM@rt. My drunk husband and his drunk friend J. went in to buy the fluid, laughing all the way. They came out, we tried to fill it and realized we didn't have a funnel. The dollar store was not open and as the two drunken boys ran back to the big W to have the door locked just as they showed up. So they made a funnel out of a thick flyer and we put the fluid in. All would be well. Or so you would think.
We drove and it all seemed well. But then it returned to not going out of first. We got to Js house and he, as you would think he would, went into his house. I tried to drive away but all of a sudden the car would only go in reverse. We tried a few times and kept going backwards. J came out and we decided to just park the car. As we reversed we noticed the huge fluid puddle where the car had been. J and D walked to the gas station to get some money and then we got a cab with a car seat to bring us home.
The car has been towed to the garage and we've been told that it's toast. So we have to buy a new car. Tomorrow. Arg. We have, but don't really have the money. Bah. I'm thrilled about the new car (even if it's a used one) but I wish we'd had time to save a little. However, it wouldn't be a week at our house if something didn't go wrong. At least this way we get a new car.
We dropped off one friend who lives downtown. The car was acting up a little. However, as we drove away from his house, the car would not change gears. We were in first. Cars aren't supposed to be in first the whole time. Just in case you were wondering. So we pulled over and the friend that was still there (we'll call him J.) showed us how to check the transmission fluid. We had none. That's right. None. NONE. So, it being ten to ten we drove, in first all the way, to W@lM@rt. My drunk husband and his drunk friend J. went in to buy the fluid, laughing all the way. They came out, we tried to fill it and realized we didn't have a funnel. The dollar store was not open and as the two drunken boys ran back to the big W to have the door locked just as they showed up. So they made a funnel out of a thick flyer and we put the fluid in. All would be well. Or so you would think.
We drove and it all seemed well. But then it returned to not going out of first. We got to Js house and he, as you would think he would, went into his house. I tried to drive away but all of a sudden the car would only go in reverse. We tried a few times and kept going backwards. J came out and we decided to just park the car. As we reversed we noticed the huge fluid puddle where the car had been. J and D walked to the gas station to get some money and then we got a cab with a car seat to bring us home.
The car has been towed to the garage and we've been told that it's toast. So we have to buy a new car. Tomorrow. Arg. We have, but don't really have the money. Bah. I'm thrilled about the new car (even if it's a used one) but I wish we'd had time to save a little. However, it wouldn't be a week at our house if something didn't go wrong. At least this way we get a new car.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Back from the hospital.... again
Well, I'm out of the hospital again. I was admitted Saturday and was released late yesterday. I'm ok.
I was admitted because I just can't keep food in. I'm doing a little better with that but not great. They figured I could rest at home as well as I could in the hospital, so here I am, on the couch, watching 'Mythbusters' and playing freecell. They are still reluctant to set up 'the drain' so I have all the lovely pancreas fluid that I went in with. Because of this I still have a gallbladder and will for a while I suspect. I've told my school that I won't be back this year because I know I will need all that time to recover. Pancreatitis is a bitch.
My son had his third birthday the day before I went back into the hospital. While in the hospital, in a morose mood, these lyrics reminded me of my little P. So here goes:
Sometimes I get the feeling
That I won’t be on this planet
For very long
I really like it here
I’m quite attached to it
I hope I’m wrong
All I really wanna say
Is you’re the reason I wanna stay
I loved you before I met you
And I met you just in time
’cause there was nothing left
Happy Birthday P.
I was admitted because I just can't keep food in. I'm doing a little better with that but not great. They figured I could rest at home as well as I could in the hospital, so here I am, on the couch, watching 'Mythbusters' and playing freecell. They are still reluctant to set up 'the drain' so I have all the lovely pancreas fluid that I went in with. Because of this I still have a gallbladder and will for a while I suspect. I've told my school that I won't be back this year because I know I will need all that time to recover. Pancreatitis is a bitch.
My son had his third birthday the day before I went back into the hospital. While in the hospital, in a morose mood, these lyrics reminded me of my little P. So here goes:
Sometimes I get the feeling
That I won’t be on this planet
For very long
I really like it here
I’m quite attached to it
I hope I’m wrong
All I really wanna say
Is you’re the reason I wanna stay
I loved you before I met you
And I met you just in time
’cause there was nothing left
Happy Birthday P.
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