2008 March « No Internal Editor

An award, a meme…you’d think I’d been gone for a couple days

March 27, 2008 at 8:26 pm (Blogroll, memes)

So Jen was kind enough to share the love with me and say some pretty nice things as well. And apparently it’s not just because of the chocolate

And now I get to share the blog love:

Alison at Party of Three is not only hilarious, as are her two adorable daughters but she’s a fellow single mom. She’s also a Canadian girl, who understands my pain this never ending winter. She’s studying French (why???) and she loves beer I check everyday for a new post and would probably have been blocked if I hadn’t conceded her Hockey team is better than mine.

Mongois a new find, which I love to read. 4 kids!! and the woman still manages to make costumes from scratch at the last minute. WB would’ve loved to have her at his disposal back in his Hallowe’en days. She is also an amazing photographer in her “spare” time.

Major Bedhead is a prolific and heartfelt writer. She also has a wicked sense of humour. And…..she married a Canadian boy. She also manages to parent “eleven seventy” children and maintain her sanity.

Minnesota Madness blows my mind on a regular basis. She’s witty, intelligent, gorgeous and the mother of 5 rugrats. She’ll either make you snort wine out your nose, make you think of something in a different light or pull at your heart strings. Oh…and she’s married to a real nice Ug.

Sizzle Says is a must read, although I admit I am about 2 days behind. She’s funny, sassy, honest and delightful. Sizzle shares her life with her blog friends and we’re all better for it.

Winners, here are the rules:

Write a post with links to five blogs that make your day.
Acknowledge the post of the award giver.
Display the “You Make My Day Award” logo.
Tell the award winners that they have won by commenting on their blogs or emailing them the news.

On to more bloggy fun:

Major Bedhead tagged me for the Six Words meme. This is based on the Not Quite What I Had Planned memoir, put out by Smith Magazine.

Here are the rules:

1) Write your own six word memoir;
2) Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like;
3) Link to the person that tagged you in your post, and to the original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere;
4) Tag at least five more blogs with links; and
5) Don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!

Slowly realizing we will be okay.

I tag Jen, Alison, Mongo and Guider.

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Easter

March 24, 2008 at 1:36 pm (Friends)

Nothing says Easter like this picture.

May I just say I love my god daughter Mackenzie.

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Rhino, the non eco friendly – 2 posts in one day :)

March 22, 2008 at 9:46 pm (Rhino)

So, when Rhino came home late Thursday night, he thought nothing of his truck sitting in the driveway. It was there when he left last Sunday and as I don’t have a car….no shocker it was still roughly in the same spot.

When he got in it for our drive to Toronto Friday morning to meet up with friends, he was all inquisitive.

Rhino: How did you get to work this week?

Me: The bus. Why?

Rhino: I leave you a vehicle and you still take public transit. What is wrong with you?

Me: What is wrong with me? (hello PMS -)

Rhino: Yeah, what the hell are you trying to prove now?

Me: Nothing. I used the truck to take WB to his girlfriend’s Friday morning, otherwise I haven’t touched it. There’s gas in it and it runs, why are you on my case? (love my PMS)

Rhino: Why didn’t you take it for work?

Me: It’s $56 for half a tank!!!!!!! It only costs me $17 a week round trip on the bus.

Rhino: It’s not that expensive, stop being dramatic. You would have had the convenience of a car. You could go for lunch, run errands.

Me: Who the hell can afford to go for lunch after paying $56 for 1/2 a tank??? You sooo need to read Jen’s Eco Blog.

Rhino: You’re a weirdo. Anyone who had access to a car would use it.

Me: Whatever (channeling WB).

Rhino: We need to stop for gas.

10 minutes later…

Rhino: Holy crap. I just spent $123 to fill this *ucker.

Me: I rest my dramatic, PMSing ass.

What Rhino drives:

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Easter Week end so far….

March 22, 2008 at 6:23 pm (Family, Friends, Rhino)

Friday:

Everything was shut down today and yet I managed to do a lot. It seems downtown Toronto is a “tourist” district, so they can stay open.

Went to the One of a Kind Show with my best girlfriend. Spent way too much money but crossed off a shower gift for my lil sis, Mother’s day gift and a Christening gift for my god daughter. And maybe a thing or two for moi

I bought these shoes (sadly, you need to click on the black button to see them) for work, fun and possibly my sister’s wedding, if the dress I have my eye on works. $49!!! See, I usually buy basic separates that will stand the test of time and jazz them up with fun shoes / bags.

Met up with the boys and took a tour of a local brewery. Beside the fact this company is local, makes an awesome beer and has a green initiative, they saved a historical building from being razed for a big box.

Topped off the evening with a visit to my favourite area in Toronto, the Distillery District. Wonderful food, eclectic on premise brewed beer and amazing jazz.

Saturday:

Since Rhino is home for the week end, groceries were a requirement. Man can not live by yogurt and hummus. Funny, not an issue for me.

Can we discuss the grocery stores for a second? Yes, they are closed Friday and Sunday, but people were shopping like it was Armageddon. Insane.

Went for a walk along the lake for about an hour, as the sun has finally remembered Southern Ontario and it wasn’t bitter cold. May have been fortified by this. Hence the needed walk.

Saw an afternoon preview of this movie, courtesy of an online marketing company I do reviews for. Very good movie but hits very close to home for anyone with family in the military. As I have a cousin serving in Afghanistan, it was sometimes too much. But very well directed and the performances were real.

And now, off to meet Rhino’s Mom, Sister, Brother in Law and kids for a pre Easter dinner at the Pub.

Hope everyone’s having a great week end with family and friends.

Happy Easter!!

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Me. Not Me.

March 21, 2008 at 8:14 am (memes)

Stolen from Jen.

Not Me

Not Me.

Me.

Not Me.

Me.

Not Me.

Me.

Not Me.

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I’m going to burn in h -e – double hockey sticks

March 20, 2008 at 8:36 pm (Family, Friends, Work)

Or at least according to my Mother, the wanker and a member.

She called about Easter dinner today (3 days before in my defense), I reminded her I wasn’t around. She asked about WB. I said he was spending it with the girlfriend’s family because he likes them better

Mom: I’m going to send him an email saying ~~the Easter Bunny~~ Grandma, is disowning him. I never see him anymore.

Me: Mom, he’s 17, in love and thinking with the smaller head. He could care less about his mother or grandmother right now.

Mom: You will burn in hell for telling me my grandson is having sex.

Me: Kinda figured that was a given after having a kid out of wedlock.

The Wanker is a very religious man. Although, never before has he brought it into the workplace. He called me to say he was leaving at 4pm and the following conversation ensued.

Wanker: Have a good week end and god bless.

Me: Ummm…thanks, you too.

Wanker: Any special plans for tomorrow or Sunday?

Me: Working at the pub.

Wanker: Your working? On the day he was crucified?

Me: Ummm…yes.

Wanker: I will pray for your soul tomorrow in church.

Me: ……………

And then I stopped at our local store to drop some paperwork off. I love the owner of this store. He is wonderful. But also, very religious.

Me: Here’s the stuff I promised. Have a good Easter week end.

Joe: Anytime for a coffee?

Me: Not really. No food in the house and everything is shut down tomorrow. Why? Do you need something else?

Joe: Thought we could have a chat about the company and pending layoffs. How its going to disrupt things.

Me: Maybe next week?

Joe: Okay. How about an Easter prayer before you go?

Me: Ummm…… no?

Joe: Seriously.

Me: I don’t think so.

Joe: I’ll be praying for you this week end.

**disclaimer: I do not openly practice any religion but respect everyone’s right to. I also believe in not pushing personal choices on others. Please, no hate mail**

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A convo between WB and I

March 18, 2008 at 10:19 pm (Wonder Boy)

I was working tonight at the office till 10pm and WB was at a friend’s watching the Leaf’s last gasp for the Stanley Cup playoffs. The following text messaging occurred.

WB: Score is 1-0 NY. The worse goal in NHL history. Wait till you see it.

Me: It’s over for them, so why do you care? Step away from the hockey game.

WB: It’s like rubbing salt in open wounds. It’s their failure and they are mocking us the fans.

Me: Think happy thoughts. Like kittens and rainbows.

WB: Like hell.

Me: I think anger management courses are in your future young man.

WB: As long as the Leafs are still playing it will be a waste of money.

Me: Bitter, thy name is WB.

WB: Whatever.

I love these mother – son talks. The bonding, oh, the bonding.

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40 reasons

March 16, 2008 at 6:26 pm (Rhino)

Rhino

40 reasons I love you,

You make me laugh.
You honestly love and enjoy spending time with WB.
Your integrity.
Your ability to go gray naturally.
The boy like qualities that drive me nuts and entertain me equally.
The fact the food on your plate can not touch any other food on the plate.
Dining out with you (see above).
Your ability to drink like you are still a 20 year old frat boy, not a man about to turn 40.
The way you kiss my forehead for no reason when we’re out.
The way your love makes me feel.
That you know how to do my laundry properly.
You make the best 2 egg, mushroom, old cheddar and scallion omelet.
The mustache.
That you enjoy it when I go off on a rant about some real or perceived wrong.
How you treat your mother and sister.
How you treat my mother and sister.
That you know how to use a dishwasher and vacuum and do.
Your driving is the worst.
How hot you look in your rugby gear and on the field.
That you give soo much of your time to helping your friends.
When you paint my toenails.
That you would rather hang with WB at a hockey game than one of your friends.
My own personal cheering section.
The way you asked me to marry you.
That the mere notion of me doing this caused you to blush.
The fact you still haven’t told your Mom about 5 of your 8 tattoos.
Your snoring. It reminds me of my Dad.
How you took time off work to take WB to some of his radiation sessions because my boss is a wanker.
Your love of cartoons and that you still get up every Saturday morning to watch.
Your ability to do all crosswords in pen.
Your inability to colour coordinate your clothes. It shocks me what you leave the house in sometimes.
That you picked WB up from a party when he had tried drinking, snuck him in the house and think I don’t know.
You piggy backing me home from the pub Friday night after I had one too many and was getting maudlin.
Packing one of my t shirts in your luggage when you travel so you can still smell me.
Holding my hand in the car all the way to the airport today and not wanting to let go when we got there.
The note you left on my pillow before we left.
How safe I feel in your arms.
Your smile and laugh.
The fact you get pedicures and go to Oakville for them so you don’t run into anyone you know.
That you had the guts to take a chance on us when I didn’t.

Love Jo

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Hence the title – No Internal Editor

March 13, 2008 at 10:08 pm (Work)

Apparently mine is switched off this week. The following have been done by me in full view / earshot of the wanker.

Throwing my hands up, rolling my eyes, huffing and walking away.
Waving frantically at him to stop talking while on a conference call.
Making the hand gestures for opening a can of worms while on the call.
Telling him, while on a conference call, he was wrong.
Refusing, while on the same conference call, to do the research for a report for next month’s call.
Telling him an internal program he is promoting is crap and too massive to be user friendly.
Calling him on several errors rather than just correcting them and moving on.
Telling him it was disrespectful to take a personal cell call when in the middle of a conversation with me.
Asking to just be fired already.