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Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Eventfull month
Friday, August 27, 2010
Are these really my hands?
OMG....I looked down at my hands laying accross the quilt this morning and thought...what is my mother doing here?
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
and then there was MORE
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
So tired
Monday at last. Company since last Tuesday, ended with a dinner for 15 Saturday nite and everyone returning to their various home's Sunday. I could sleep for a week and just might......
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Marble Slab ???
WTH....the week has bombed so far. I know it is just Tuesday but it feels like Friday. Far be it for me to be negative, sunny disposition and all but....on Friday, that's Friday the 13th to you,I heard from these ...we're not going to make it easy people. RBC Mortgage...wrong address, wrong phone number some how typo'd in all the 200 pages of notarized mortgage documents, signed and initialed by pricey Lawyer and harried bank manager. They were needing a June 1 answer to very NB and confidential question that our never seen before neighbour received by mail 8 weeks ago before feeling obliged to pass on to me;you guessed it on Friday the 13th. Second call from WCB requesting ASAP Dr's. report from 2003, currently in the possession of the Lawyer discharged from the case in 2008. Third call from third party insurance party requesting ASAP report from WCB regarding status of said Dr's report and WCB decision. Monday and Tuesday find me cranky enough to ban horse racing from the world,until a sign on my corner announced Marble Slab (cue in Theme song from Superman) would be opening soon. Alla be praised!
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Contacting RBC
WARNING!!!! Prior to reading this text take a couple Valium or imbibe to ensure the old BP stays within normal limits. Maybe it was the relentless heat of the past 75 days or possibly these unfortunate folk pulled the short straw of career selection when agreeing to work for this sad institution....regardless, I was their Friday the 13th victim. The weapon of choice ...the telephone. My shocked wail when a neighbour delivered 8-10 pieces of confidential bank mail addressed to the wrong address (theirs) was heard resonating over the golf course. Why all opened? Her name also started with the letter M as does mine and she was understandably confused. Some thought a yell of FORE was heard, and wisely ducked, while I delivered my much loved tirade on personal space and the respect thereof.The mail,dated from May 31st and marked urgent reply needed (remember today's date...August 13), alerted me to a big problem. One, it was from a bank. Two,it concerned a new mortgage venture and 3,it was from RCB,, an 8 year thorn in my foot (long story), and another reminder of I should have known better. You would think a simple address correction, would be well,simple...NOT. Remember April when we signed away all rights to privacy about everything and the quad zillion forms requiring our notarized signatures,costing $500.00 that later was determined to be unnecessary. All upon the advice of your Mortgage Specialist(sorry) #@$%^&^* Someone ??? keyed in a typo, 0 for 9, giving free access of our financial life to total strangers.Today 3 hrs talking to 5 different bank assistants at 3 different phone numbers,to change 2 addresses for 4 people, changed me and not in a good way so I in turn changed them. Over, you ,ask?...not yet the big snafu will be addressed on Monday. . Forcasted temp is in the high 30 degree C. You will want to be there.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Update on the year of NO FEAR
More on Task than off in meeting my objective of finding and using my brave gene. I have stepped up and gone on a boat in rough water,invited and hosted at least 2 dinner parties a month,joined and participated in a new group,Worn my bathing suit in public and lived,gone swimming in the lake,driven the car in rain and a storm, submitted an article to a bead zine, not backed down to an argument with scary people....etc....etc Sounds a little feeble, OK a lot feeble but recovery from a brain bleed totally dissolved my gumption and independence. I think it's coming back.
Thank you Great Spirit Guide.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Welcome to The Red Hat Society Boutique
The jewelry was OK,"so cool...no one will have it...love the funkey style...can you make more........MORE!!!!More red and purple? Perhaps when I get over my eminent surgery...love to after I return from the annual Beader's Triathlon....call me...really.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Makes sence to me!
Reading this made total sence to me and now I demand a total Do Over. What about you?
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
It's bit me in the butt
I know.... I know, in a past rant, I swore I would become a Brittany fan if I ever, EVER said or did anything to infer I had formed an allegiance with the incideously, addictive, much like Mary Kay girls,virus, affecting the ....when I get old, I will wear purple, female population........but I have prostituted my art and made RHS jewlery. Mea Culpa....mea culppa.....$$$$$$$$$$$.
Monday, August 09, 2010
Sunday, August 08, 2010
Remember the summer of the Cabanna Boy?
OooHHHHHhhhhhyaaaa.....Remember the pool boy in the white cotton draw string pants....shirtless....tray of extra sour Marguritas.....him.....picking up all those teeny tiny seed beads I kept dropping, and dropping and dropping...great summer. He...might have been Jason Colette, singing, strumming, picking up beads.....oh ya..
Saturday, August 07, 2010
Friday, August 06, 2010
Thursday, August 05, 2010
The bathing suit must never win
Shopping for a new bathing suit yesterday was its usual humbling and exhausting experience. Let me explain....bright fluorescent lights and a 3 way mirror in a coffin sized, non air conditioned cubby, began my afternoon of pain. Living in a summer resort area provides a plethora of brightly colored suits mostly thong bikinis, all tooting bare midriffs both areas in my no fly zones of public apparel. Bold advertising over the one piece suits for curvy women....read plus size, promised to eliminate my belly, elongate the look of my leg, enlarge (have you lost your frigging mind) or reduce my bust,and cover any side and back fat. Really makes you wish you had donned a disguise before you gathered together an assortment of the weiner-casing-like contenders for the athletically built woman (read same width of bust, waist and hip),in appealing camouflaging (slimming) shades of black, brown and Navy and dashed for the dressing room.92 minutes later, bathed in sweat from frustration and fulfilling my aerobic exercise componant for the day, I returned home to a welcoming 4 Robaxicet and a litre of Mikes' Hard Lemonade and reflected on the remaining 62 days of 36 C temps in the desert of western Canada. Maybe I am not meant to swim in the cool Crystal clear, though now chemically polluted waters of Lake Okanagan and perhaps I should take my daily allotment of vitamin D in Pill form rather than try to tan in the smoke filled air that encases the valley or maybe I should just wax philosophical and get a life and hold my own party....thats the way I roll....positive thinker...me....
Wednesday, August 04, 2010
Love this Big Boned Gal
No doubt written for me.....da...ta....hey hey big boned gal ain't no doubt she's a natural...da..ta...da...
Leo....the Lion
Lion is the king of the forest and he can survey the entire forestland with an aristocratic outlook. Most demanding and dominating of all the animals is the Lion because of its imposing presence. It is no wonder to see that people who are born under Leo sun sign are the most dominating of all sun signs. Leos are the most expressive, creative and immensely out going of all people. Just look at a Leo person and you will see how creative and inventive they are! A typical Leo can be very attractive, imposing and magnetic in looks and demeanor. With all those tough looks, Leos can be very kind and humane as well. In general, all Leos are courageous, creative, exciting, dominant, disciplined and ambitious in their approach.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
Monday, August 02, 2010
Birthday Week**** it's Birthday Week
August 1st,heading towards August 6th, the day my little butter tart became.What fun awaits her this year as she commemorates the year of the house, the year of shopping at the other end of the rack,the year of mother of the graduate and the year of daughter of a senior citizen (remember 65 is the new 50).
My years behoove me to pass on these enlightened words of wisdom to you my precious daughter,by the great philosopher, George Carlin a comment on the journey....
Life's journey is not to
Arrive at the grave safely
In a well preserved body,
But rather to skid in sideways,
Totally used up and worn out, shouting '..man,what a ride!
Sunday, August 01, 2010
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