Cheers to a Good Day..

it's really frustrating this whole trying to lose weight thing...

I shared my frustration with my aunt this past weekend and she shared some tips with me... over the last year she's lost nearly 60 lbs... she's offered to loan me one of the programs that she used in the beginning in conjunction with the wii fit...

So I think I may add it to the work out regime that I've already got going...

also this whole not eating after 10pm is a lot harder then I ever thought it was going to be... I was going to start by not eating anything after 10pm...and then after awhile not eating anything after 9pm... and so on until I'm not eating anything else after dinner... however... I've not made it a whole week of not actually eating after 10 pm and I've been trying for a few weeks now...

it's no wonder I've gotten fat... I have no willpower...

blah... Next!

so I got up when the Boychild had to go to school and walked downtown with the Man and filed for my EDL today... (EDL aka Enhanced Drivers License) so in about two weeks or so I'll be able to cross the border again.. it's not my passport but it's something... just means I can go into the states... but no vacations off to Cuba....

I hope the picture on this one is going to be as good as the last one... I really liked the photo on that license.

Next!

I've been working on a couple of workshops for an upcoming weekend... it's a Womens Workshop Weekend... I'll be running the Music in Rituals workshop... jointly running the How and When to Use Meditations in Ritual...and then I'll be facilitating the closing ritual of the weekend... if I do say so myself it's going to be a fucking awesome ritual... though it won't be for newbs that's for sure...

the workshop is going to definitely be interesting... I'm jamming a weekend long workshop into an hour... oh yeah...I trimmed so much fat off of the regular workshop that this thing looks anorexic to me now...

Next!

oh I dunno what else to update about ... my head hurts I'm tired and yet I'm in good spirits... today was a good Monday...

Pika Pika!

ok so as I just posted as my status msg on FB...

Dear Body,
Please make up your mind, do we need 14 hours or 2 1/2 hours of sleep??
Srsly! make up our mind because this is fucking with my schedule.
kthxbinao

Yeah so to explain that... I went to bed at like 12:30am and was thinking 'oh yeah! gonna get a shit load of sleep'
because the last few nights I've not been able to sleep until 3, 4 sometimes even 5 or 6 in the morning and then sleeping in until nearly 3 o'clock in the afternoon... yeah talk about not getting anything done. I was waking up in time to make the Boychild some dinner.

So yeah I was excited when I went to bed at midnight... not nearly as excited though when I woke up... wide awake at 3am...

though in that time I had a dream that just solidified the fact that I would kill someone if I had to... long, really realistic dream/story....but anyway...

so there I was... (inside joke giggle)

laying next to the Man who is almost literally snoring his face off... anyone who knows me that unless it's music noise just bothers me... especially if it's an annoying noise when I'm trying to force myself to go back to sleep... btw his snoring.. yeah falls under annoying noises that make me want to punch a baby.

yeah so I got up out of bed and decided to grab my cell phone... and decided to record his snoring for about 5 minutes... so then because I'm a bitch sometimes... I woke him up and made him listen to it... *laughs* yeah I said I'm a bitch sometimes...

he apologized.

So I decided that I would make that my alarm on my phone... which I use when I'm away from home... I joked with him before he went to sleep that when I'm away with my sister I should turn it on as I crawl into bed...he chuckled and rolled over to go back to sleep

So here I am at 7 am... I've done most of my computer stuff, I've written a letter of appeal, I've done my work out... oh and had a conversation with Big Daddy!

that surprised me... I'm used to sending texts at various times of the day and not hearing back from him... but sent him one at 4 am and lo and behold there he was... complaining that I make it hard for him to brood... lol
isn't that sort of part of my job description? ;)

So I haven't really blarged too much lately because there's not been much to say... or there's been too much to say...
I miss my grandmama and when I was missing her lots and lots ended up making up a Hungarian dish for supper...  made me feel better... gotta love that sense of smell.
I used to walk into my grandma's house and wrinkle my nose at the smell of some sort of cabbage dish she was cooking... then I filled my own kitchen with a cabbage scent just to make it seem like she's around in a small way.

I need to go get my eyes tested again and probably get a new script for my glasses... I'm getting old.
Can't do that until June...blah.

I'm hungry... and the  Boychild just came downstairs to watch Pokemon before school... guess I'm off to make my breakfast and his lunch...

Everyone's Best Friend...

and now that I've said it out loud I will blog about it...

 I've come to the conclusion that babies are not likely to be coming true in my future...

and every time I start to feel bad about that I end up looking up puppies and dogs...

it's not a far stretch to tell ya the truth..

a lot of things about babies and puppies are the same... so the leap from one to the other isn't that far fetched.  

So I had been thinking I'd like to save up and get myself a puppy and that way it gives me lots of time to think about it.
Some of my favourites are Newfoundlanders (aka Newfs)
There's a lot of things I love about the Newfs... gentle even though they're giants, loyal almost to a fault, and real strong, and would be hardy for this clime of course.

We were watching TV last night and the Boychild says 'What's a Great Dane?'
'A dog, a rather large dog' Showed him about how tall they get at the shoulders with my hand.
'Holy I could ride it like a small horse' was the response I got from my answer.

I told him that I'd like to get a Newf then I got thinking about it while I was making supper for all of us. There's a bunch of different breeds that I like and wouldn't mind having. A Newf (obviously), a Dane wouldn't be too bad, the Man wants an Irish Wolfhound, there's a few that I like the look of that I can never remember the names of as well.

As I stirred dinner, I looked out to the Man in the living room and said 'You know, we were really spoiled'
(here's where all the pics come in)
He of course looked a little confused because how was he supposed to know I was still thinking about dogs while making dinner.

I chuckled and continued 'with Buck, we were really spoiled.'

Now Buck (aka Stinken) wasn't actually our dog, per se. We were taking care of him for Squasha when he first moved to England back in '03. I'm sure I'll get corrected because I can't remember exactly how old Buck was. Most of the time he acted like a puppy still so it was hard to remember that he was an older dog.

He was one of the best, well natured dogs I've ever had the pleasure of taking care of.

Considering at the time when we first got  him we had a Jack Russell, and five cats you'd think it was a mad house. Well actually it was a mad house... but anyway. The Jack Russell ended up going to live with my sister and turned into a major suck.

Anyway... So since Buck was such a great dog, I'm a little nervous now (for a long while now) about getting any other dog.

I know that may sound silly, but seriously he was just that well behaved.

I remember this time that my landlord at the time came by with another guy to do something at the house. It was only myself and the Boychild (who was 2 at the time) at home. (besides Buck and the 5 cats)
I didn't really like my landlord very much he kind of gave me the creeps, he wasn't very personable and was sort of stand offish so I never really got a good vibe from him.

 I always loved when people would come to the door Buck had such a deep voice and would bark real low making him sound really really mean.

So I let the landlord in and sat down in a chair and just let him do whatever it was he needed to do. But I had to keep a hold on Buck's collar as it seemed he wanted to go see the landlord. I dunno if he didn't like him either or what but anyway.

As I sat in the living room with Buck the landlord came in to talk to me about something to do with the floor. As the landlord got closer, Buck's ears went down and a low throaty growl came from him, that stopped the landlord dead in his tracks and he suddenly became very nervous.

I had to chuckle because even though he was growling at him, his tail was thumping against the floor as if happy that he was going to get pet or something.

Needless to say the landlord didn't stick around for very long. From that day on I never felt nervous about men coming to the house while the Man was at work. I had Stinken to protect me and the Boychild.

Generally he was very quiet, and gentle. He'd give a bark or two if someone came over but didn't jump on them. Just a nice cold nose to the crotch usually. lol

So yeah...

I don't know if I would really want to get another dog even though I'd really like one.

Out of all the dogs I've ever had (taken care of) he was the best.

I would feel bad for any other dog we got because they would be constantly compared to him and well as you can tell there really is no comparing him to any others.

Would you choose A or B ?

it's a hard decision when having to choose between your heart and your lungs...

that's not some sort of strange metaphor I'm being quite literal for once

most people know that I have a permanent heart condition... just not exactly sure what it is... that is unless you've been with me here since the beginning... so quick recap of that as it pertains to what I'm talking about...

SVT - I have an electrical pathway in my heart (as w e all do), mine is an extra one that goes to no where... sort of like me on a road to no where... but anyway... normally the pathways are connected by these little nodes... this extra one doesn't and that causes skip which in turn causes a loop affect on my heart... so that instead of beating in each of the chambers separately in time like it's supposed to it continues in the one and keeps keeping faster.... like a skip in a record that's a snow ball going down hill and building momentum.

As clear as mud right?

So... there are things... lots of things that I have to stay away from because of this issue. Decongestants, steroids, caffeine, hot tubs... oh so many things. Pretty much anything that by design or side effect speeds up the heart rate will send me speeding toward an 'episode'.

So that's the heart... now the lungs...

I have respiratory issues... the doctor has never come right out and told me that I have asthma, however I have an inhaler and he's written it down on some papers I had to send in to the government. So I suppose I have asthma which is extremely reactive to dust. (As well as an allergy to dust.)

Ok so now that we're clear on those two issues.

I took down the christmas tree yesterday, which has been sitting in the living room for about a month. Just standing there... doing nothing. Just... you know... collecting dust.
Not even thinking about that I took off the tinsel, the ornaments and then wrestled with the tree... yes literally as at one point it fell on me... to take off the lights. My arms started getting real itchy, my palate as well, and my ears... well my ears were already bothering me because of this stupid infection I have in my throat.

Then awhile later I was having issues with my breathing. I was hoping that it would just clear up after awhile of not being in the dust and after dinner I was still having issues. Went to bed still having breathing issues.

Finally I got up this morning and was hoping that a nice warm shower would help. Nope.

So I had to make the choice... Heart or Lungs.

still confused?

In pretty much all inhalers is a steroid of some kind... in order to breathe I would have to inhale the steroids that would cause my heart to go nuts...

I chose breathing. Hopefully my heart will forgive me.

Yes they are all accurate...

26 ways to make a girl smile ! :]

1. Tell her she is beautiful...not hot!

2. Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if its just for a second.

3. Hug her from behind

4. Leave her voice messages to wake up to.

5. When she is upset, hold her tight and tell her how much she means to you.

6. Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.

7. If you're talking to another girl, when your done talking, walk over and hug her and kiss her....let her know she's yours and they aren't.

8. Write her notes, text or call her just to say "hi"

9. Introduce her to your friends . . . as your girlfriend.

10. Play with her hair.(except if she spent alot of time curling it)

11. Pick her up

12. Get upset if another guy touches her and she doesn't like it

13. Make her laugh

14. Let her fall asleep in your arms.

15. If she's mad at you, kiss her.

16. If you care about her, then (we all know this is a challenge) TELL HER

17. Every guy should give their girl 3 things: 1)a stuffed animal (she'll hug it everytime she goes to sleep), 2) jewelry (will treasure it forever), 3) and one of his t-shirts (she'll most likely wear it to bed)

18. Treat her the same around your friends as you do when your alone.

19. Look her in the eyes and smile.

20. Hang out with her on weekends

21.Kiss her in the rain (They love it)


22.Kiss her just for the heck of it

23. If your listening to music, let her listen too.

24. Remember her birthday and get her something, even if its simple and inexpensive, it came from YOU. it means all the world to HER.

25. when she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just when ever, take it and tell her you love it, even if you don't (it'll make her happy.)

26. Always call her when you say you will, it may not seem like it, but it does hurt her and makes her thinks you don't care so call even if you can only talk for a minute.