Choices

I received a surprise phone call this morning. And it's left me with having to make a rather important decision.. It's left me in a quandary! A predicament... The choices.. It could make or break me guys.

It was a call from Central East District office (LOL, I just typed "oddfice") it appears I will be celebrating my 5 year anniversary in May. I have to choose ....

my service gift!

yes, that's right, after 5, 10, 15 and 20 years of service there's this handy online catalogue one must choose from. A gift for the years of work behind you....
I've narrowed it down to :: the fleece blanket... Or the mug.
now.. Those that know me, a blanket is ALWAYS handy. A mug could hold warm beverages... AND complete my set of CH mugs.... I mean, I've only got three right now...

more dressing

speaking of clothing, you should see the loverly little shirt I picked up for Norty this week at Old Navy. He looks like a little chubby Zebra!
ALSO, I hear tell that there's a new kid on the block, recently introduced to the world of pet dressing... Am's purchased a smashing little polo for her friend Dukey.. and by "little", I'm making reference to the cute of it, not the actual size.. because, I'm pretty sure that Ams herself could wear that shirt with room to grow. Guys, the shirt has a POCKET!!!! A POCKET people!!! you don't get cuter than that.
Really.

while on the topic, and this is kinda delayed too. But I had the opportunity to hit the banks of the Ganny for the races a few weeks ago (this is the second of 12 races that I've gone to that have NOT been rained out... pretty nice.) and I've decided that even though the boats are nice and all. Well, my favorite part is really watching everyone with their designer dogs come out. There's this random population of people in Port Hope and the surrounding area who have some really cool looking dogs, we're talking pure bred, inbred, took a lot a bread (dough) to purchase these poochy-type dogs. These pets live with their yuppie mummies and daddies and go to doggie day care and live in backyards and are walked at night when their busy owners finally get home... except for this one day a year, where they are proudly paraded up and down the street for others to "ooohhhh" and "awww" over....

I ohhh and awww.
and I'd walk my pooch too.

sighted this year:: two English bulldogs, countless pugs and shitzos (sp?) two great danes, one St.Bernard, three dalmations, two red setters, some cocker spaniels, a sharpai, two mastiff, FOUR mini long hair dashounds,some german shepherds, a giant poodle, several tiny creatures with high BEF , three english sheepdogs, a few french bulls, and many pitbulls (all in muzzles poor pups, while the dumb BEF pups chewed on everyone around them) two wermeriners (sp?) and some greyhounds.
kudos to the assortment of mut-pups who made it out too.

dressed for success

I am wearing my "I'm blogging this" tee today in hopes that it will result in inspiration.
It appears to be working, I have the urge to tell many stories.... but Yanny told me this morning that mostly it just draws attention to my boobs. Thanks for being truthful Yan.

Spinning... Or... Mario

When I was younger and I had a lot on my mind I found it hard to sleep. I'd lay in bed, and my mind would trace the same circle over and over, faster and faster I'd draw this. My eye's didn't have to move, it was behind my eyes... if my eyes were open the circle was traced slowly, clockwise. But when my eyes were shut, the circle would make me dizzy with it's speed. When it got to be too much, I could force it to change directions... the looping and looping and looping. Sleep would take eternity.
When things were calm and I had nothing to worry about (mind you, I've always been a worrier) there would be an endless round of Mario Bros. Playing behind my eyes. Jump up. Power run. Skid to a stop. Move forward. Jump again.
I hadn't thought much about the circles in awhile. I don't know if it was a self pacifying thing, because at least my mind would be off whatever was bothering me.

primates have it good

You know, I never really realized just how much I loved my opposable thumbs....
Watch out for that Hoover guy.... one punch in the knuckles from him at volleyball? You'll miss bending your thumbs too!

more to the story

I ate Hot Dogs and mixed veggies last night... with no repercussions.

I've just returned from a FANTASTIC concert. However... It's late, I'm tiered, and it's going to be a long day tomorrow. SO. I'll tell you about it later... I will leave you with a few things though...

I love tax returns.
I hate having to go to work on sunny days
I have a muppet lunchbox (it's tin)
I may need to start afresh my infatuation with the follicly blessed A-man.... Just for kicks, I'm bored.
I haven't been blogging because there's so much to do now that the weather is nice.
My landlord is a ninny.

rumblings in my tumblings

yesterday for dinner I agonized over what to make... I did NOT want to go to the store.

I decided on hot dogs and brussel sprouts.
surprisingly the sprouts were FANTASTIC. (sweet green giant how could I ever doubt you?)
I am in love with juicey jumbos too.

(burp)
I will not combine those two again.

mmmmm

I have a hankering for a muffin.
thank you amy winfrey. you are amazing.

when the moon hits your eyes like a great pizza pie....

Guess what! my sister is the new face of vactioning abroad, you should call her if you're looking for a villa in Italy.

(she's the hot one on the bottom left of the page.)
LOVE the headset Bethy-B... LOVE it....

random

I thought this was funny.

Also, it's nearly summer... I stepped on my first snail the other day... I'm sorry Snailio Iglesias... will you ever forgive me?