Irony SUCKS!

Ok Irony doesn't suck - IT SWALLOWS! I'm so mad. I don't even know where to begin. Well let's get rid of the monotonous stuff - the weekend. I didn't do too much. I got to see my friend Brandy from Kenora on Saturday night. Her and her hubby and me and the fiance all went to Red Lobster for dinner. Which was a hoot and a half. I never get to go to Red Lobster because the fiance doesn't like it there. But Brandy and Andy (yes I know how gay huh rhyming couple names!) never get to go to Red Lobster so the fiance was outnumbered. Hahaha! They came up to go to the Dwight Yoakum concert this sunday. It was cool that they came out because it got me out of working on Saturday night. Nice! Then Sunday I had volleyball and we stunk up the joint. We couldn't gel as a team to save our lives. But it was so weird because we all still had fun. I also informed them that I wouldn't be there next weekend, because I was going to Kenora for the weekend. I can't wait. They were kinda mad but not about it, just because next weekend we have a double header that night. Hahaha again! Then pretty much vegged out Sunday night after we got home. Nice and easy that's my style. Then today Kirby walked into the office with some very interesting news. This is just an interesting historical side bar - Kirby is the guy that beat me out of a job with this company TWICE! And neither time was it a fair beating. Both times the job that I was supposedly guaranteed, he got the job. It was very annoying at the time. Especially the last time in November. Both the GM and the AGM told me that the job was mine once it was vacated by the previous person, who was leaving to work at the MTSC. Then lo and behold, Kirby's position wasn't going to be around anymore and they decided to give him the vacant position after they promised it to me. And the reason was because there was no other place for him to go. Which is untrue because he could have had my job. But whatever. I moved on. So back to the irony. To make a long story short, Kirby is leaving us at TM and venturing out on his own. Good for him in all honesty I know he isn't happy with his new job here. So if he can go somewhere and follow his "bliss" more power to him and I told him as much. And he told me this face to face which was very honourable of him. So he said that if I was interested (yeah IF I was interested uh-hello!!) that if I were to watch for the posting in the next few days. Then he said he still had to talk to our VP about it and that he didn't look forward to that call because it was the VP that got him the job in the first place. SO we talked for a bit and blah blah blah, then he left I did my happy dance. He also mentioned that another person in the office would be interested in the position too but I have the experience that he doesn't. SO I email the fiance with my happy news and he had questions like is it based in Winnipeg or Alberta and if I needed to buy a car to do this job and if I did then maybe we should hold off this summer on buying a house. I no'd him all 3 questions. I think the car thing is just an excuse to not get into buying a house with me but whatever I am NOT living in an apartment for the rest of my life. We emailed back and forth for about an hour and I was giddy. So I was still doing my happy dance and about an hour and a half later Kirby comes in and says "Well I told so and so (The VP) and he was disappointed but he understood that I want to leave. I also got the feeling that they may want to move the position to Alberta." Well my happy dance was rudely interrupted by that. And I asked why he would want to do that and he kind of had this sheepish look on his face and he said that he told the VP I used to live in Calgary and that he kind of gave the VP the impression that I wouldn't be opposed to moving there. My head just dropped. He looked at me as if to say oh shit you would mind? IF this was 4 months ago when I would have rightfully had the job, it might not have been that big of an issue but I JUST got engaged and we're trying to buy a house. Of course I would be opposed to that. But I know the other person that is putting in for this job is not at all opposed to moving, in fact he will probably be looking forward to that aspect of it. I mean I too was looking forward to the travel part of it but with the expectation that it was only a Monday - Friday once a month type of travel. But now! I don't even know what to do. Do I throw my hat in the ring for it at all or just let it go. I haven't told the fiance about this part of it yet either. I am not looking forward to that conversation AT ALL. Because I know he won't move. And I don't want to move right now either, I mean I am trying to plan a wedding and doing it from 3 provinces away doesn't really make me happy. I don't even like doing it from 2 hours away. ARGH! I really just want to cry. I never thought I would get this upset over a job that I haven't even gotten yet, but I just know I would be good at it and it feels like it should be mine. I finally feel that that job could be my career but now I can't have it. It's a sucky sucky feeling. Worse then someone kicking the back of your seat in the theatre! Hahaha. I am not even laughing on the inside at that one. Wow this bites! Oh well things might look better in a week or so.

J-BOMB (down and out!

So Proud to Be Canadian!

So we had just an awesome day at the Olympics yesterday! 2 Silver and 2 Gold and one of the gold's is from a Winnipegger. Nice!! Cindy Klassen is a new homegrown hero for alot of people in this city I bet! I was at work when she won the gold yesterday and trying to get the radio to come through clearly as she was racing. Awesome even through the static! So cool. I read the paper today about her parents being there and watching her and her dad crying and started to well up myself. And to add honour to the race, another Canadian, Kristina Groves, takes the silver a nice canuck 1-2 punch! Very nice! A virtual upset in the women's cross country sprint by Chandra Crawford to take the gold! Then as we were next door at the pub watching the men struggle against the Russians they took a 1st period intermission to show the medal match of the women's 3000m short track relay in which our ladies took Silver again! The pub just erupted in cheers! I think they were just happy to see a Canadian team stay on their feet on ice, unlike the men's hockey team. I was so impressed yesterday I even wrote a letter to the Editor of the Winnipeg Sun about our wins and they published it in today's paper! Well I think I am done. It's nice and short today Jenn!
Brimming with Canadian Pride,
J-BOMB OUT!!

Pretty Good Weekend!

So as the title says I had a pretty good weekend! Did a lot of laundry. You would think I don't do laundry twice a week based on how much I did on Saturday night. "The fiance" and I were supposed to go out for dinner but somehow he forgot! Nice coinkidink! That's ok though. He made some kick ass nachos instead! Not so great the next day warmed up though. They were kinda soggy. Mental note for next time. The weekend went by just entirely too fast. I slept in until like noon on saturday it was soooo nice. But then I realized that was a mistake because I had volleyball on sunday at the ungodly hour of 9AM! I mean really, putting aside the fact that I wasn't awake, my coordination doesn't even start until 10AM at the very earliest and it being a sunday maybe even a bit later. But we prevailed and it was a good win too. We lost the first match but then came back to win the next 3 straight. And good close games with lots of long rallies. And the team we were against is the top team in our tier. That's a cool accomplishment. Our team is gelling more and more every match. So I left volleyball a little after 11:30AM. Was on my way home and I looked at the gas tank and we were down to almost a 1/4 tank and I thought well I have enough money left over I should buy this tank of gas. So I pull into the Petro-Can on Portage and fill up my tank and I was about 4 dollars away from finishing and there was little thought in the back of my mind about what I would do if I ever forgot my wallet after filling up my tank on gas and how I would handle it and all these little dumb thoughts running around my melon. Well little did I know that was my subconscious telling me that I left my purse at the gym we were playing volleyball at. I look in the car for my purse and it's not there. I looked in the back seat to see if it fell back there - no such luck. So I go in to the station and explain my situation to the incredible sweet gas attendant. She asked if I had anything of value to leave in lieu of gas money and I gave her the car registration. I sped home (which was only 5 mins away) and told the fiance my stupidity, luckily he was playing a game and not paying too much attention to what I was saying. I took his bank card to go and pay for gas then as I was leaving to go back home I was thinking if someone from my team had picked up my purse they would have phoned and left a message. Then I remembered that my team was right behind me when I left and they didn't stop to say anything so I knew my purse didn't get picked up by them for sure. So I pulled the nastiest u-ball on Portage Avenue into oncoming traffic. It was a knuckle whitener let me tell ya! SO back down to the far end of Transcona to the gym and when I get there my purse is sitting all by it's lonesome beside some chick watching her man play volleyball. As soon I saw it there I was overcome with relief. And I grabbed the purse and let out a sigh and she looked at me and said "It's the worst feeling in the world when you forget your purse huh?" I just looked at her and said "You have no idea!" She laughed, I laughed and I left. So I didn't get home until almost 1PM. Which sucked because Zenon and Mel had their meet and greet that day with their new baby, Benjamin. I wanted to get home from volleyball early, have a shower and take a two hour nap before we headed over there. So that plan was blown to shyte obviously. Got home had the shower and left about 1/2 hour after my shower. I was thinking this is going to suck now cause I am so tired and I get to listen to people about kids for the next few hours. The fiance says "We aren't staying long!" I was up for that. Done and done sorta attitude. WE get there and the fiance and Zenon are the only testeronic types there. But they had such good food!!! Lots of wraps and veggies and dip and initial cookies in the letters B & K, which are Benjamin's first and last name initials. So there were a few Burger King jokes and stuff. It was cute. And the best cookies EVER! We sat around and chatted with Zenon and Mel's mom, and then Zenon's mom and his sister in law came in. I haven't seen them in a very long time! So it was nice to see them again and tell them about our big announcement. Zenon had told his brother and sister in law already but not his mom. So I showed her the ring and she was so excited and gave us hugs and kisses and congratses. It was nice to have a motherly figure get so excited like that in person. My mom has been great and emailing me very few days about stuff about the wedding but it's different when it's in person. And Zenon's mom is so funny. She is very cool! And Dianna brought there new baby girl, Caitlin. Who is sooooo cute!! It's nice to see baby girls too!! I have been around baby boys for so long I forgot how sweet baby girls are! She was so pretty! And she had little earrings already and they just suited her perfectly. She has these great big eyes and she was a smiler and good faker too. She tried so hard not to sleep so she pretended to be fussy and fake cry and stuff it was funny. I have never seen such a good young actor. We ended up getting there at 2:30 and not leaving until 5. I let Zenon and the fiance go out for a car lookie-loo at Pointe West Auto Mall just to get them through the next few hours. I am the nicest person ever huh?!?! So all in all (gas/purse debacle aside) it was a pretty good weekend.
J-BOMB OUT!

Blah, Blah, Blah.

Hello all! (And by all I mean Jenn!) Everything is all very calm now and nothing too exciting to report. Haven't really talked to the in-laws to be since Saturday night. Actually I talked to "the fiance"'s dad today to offer him a golf show ticket. I'm so nice. He's a golf - well I would say nut but it's a bigger obsession than that so - FANATIC! He was happy about it. I just thought well - kill 'em with kindness and wait until it blows up in my face. Which eventually it probably will. That's a ways down the road I think though. I have a meet and greet this sunday with our good friend's new baby boy Benjamin. He's so tiny!! When they came over last saturday, he slept the whole time and never made a peep. Which lends itself to my belief that children should be seen and not heard! HAHAHAHA. Just kidding!!! I love kids ........ when they aren't mine. So I decided to look at a few more magazines this week and found some very interesting gowns. And I even found some that had SLEEVES!! Can you believe it!! I almost couldn't. I also found a few good websites for dresses and stuff. I sent my favourite picks to my mom and she was so busy looking at all the gowns and the mother of the bride gowns she burnt her supper!!! Which is a feat because that woman has never ruined anything she has ever cooked - EVER!! I literally laughed out loud when she emailed me that. I finally got a good pic of the ring so I am going to post it here. If I can figure it out. Maybe George isn't busy right now and he can walk me through it. ....... Oh I got his voicemail, I guess not. Hey I think I figured it out let's try it!

Everyone has told me how pretty it is and no one has mentioned the fact that my finger nails are insanely long for me. Well the two that haven't broken off yet. I played volleyball last sunday and we kicked ass!! It was awesome!! I even had a great net game which I never do because well, I am 5 feet 2 inches with a big ass. Not the most vertical person! We played with new players too and they were cool! We had a good time and I got to tell all my volleyball people! Well mostly all, there were a few that weren't there. Ok I just got the most retarded phone call ever. Here it is
Me: "Good Afternoon Ticketmaster Administration."
Lady: "Do you work in the phone centre on the second floor?"
Me: "I work on the second floor but not in the phone centre. Why?"
Lady: "I want to buy a phone and I wanted to stop by to do that."
Me: "I'm sorry, you want to buy a phone? "
Lady: "Yes I want to come to your office on the second floor to buy a phone."
Me: "I don't think you understand. We have a phone centre here but we don't sell our phones. This is TICKETMASTER."
Lady: "Oh so you don't sell phones there? Then where on the second floor does MTS sell phones?"
Me: "There is an MTS phone place on the second floor of the MTS Centre."
Lady: "Isn't that who I am talking to?"
Me: "Umm no this is Ticketmaster on the second floor of the Powerhouse building."
Lady: "Well I was looking for the phone number that is 957-25 oh I don't know. But this isn't that number?"
Me: "Well is that the number you just dialed?"
Lady: "So this isn't MTS?"
Me: "No it's not you may want to phone MTS and ask them."
Lady: "Can you give me that number?"
Me: "No I'm sorry I haven't got that number to give you."
Lady: "Oh you don't?"
Me: "No I don't maybe try the yellow pages."
Lady: "Do you have the yellow pages to find it for me?"
ME: "I'm sorry but I am not 411 I don't give out information on this sort of thing. That's what 411 is for try them."

Lady: "DO you have THAT number?"
Me: "Do I have 411's number? Um yes I do it's 4-1-1! Have a nice day."
OMG I didn't know people that stupid could survive without someone reminding them to BREATHE!! Well I think I am going to go now because I need to go pound my head against the wall.
J-BOMB OUT! (OUCH the wall hurts - I started early with the wall hitting!)

The Good, The Good and the ...Well You'll See.

So Friday night was an interesting night. I spent a good majority of it phoning EVERYONE I knew. I started with my dad. It was weird because I got home really kinda early (about 5:40ish). So I wasn't sure who was going to be home yet in Kenora. And I thought that my dad was working nights, and he was really the next person I wanted to tell. So I phoned him anyways about 3 minutes after I walked into my apartment. I couldn't wait. And imagine my surprise when he actually picked up the phone on the second ring. So I said hi and asked how things were and he said he was feeling a bit better and should be back to work next week. Oh yeah I thought..... he hurt his hand at work about 2 weeks ago so it made sense he was at home. I asked him how his hand was feeling and he said it wasn't too bad. And I said that my hand hurt too, and he asked what happened and I said "Well someone put this big honkin' diamond on it and now it hurts!" And he got it right away. So he said congratulations and that he was very happy for Mike and I. And we talked for about a 1/2 hour more about stuff about the wedding like when and where. All that good stuff. I had actually interrupted his dinner so I told him I would let him finish eating and I will call him this week sometime. Then it was only about a 1/4 after 6 at that point and I was sure that my brother wouldn't be home yet, so I thought I would wait for about a half hour. Well that plan lasted about 10 minutes. I couldn't wait any longer. So I phoned his number and he was the one who answered. I thought how am I going to approach this. So I said "Guess what I am admiring right now?" And he asked what. I said "Our new surround sound system, you should se it it's pretty." He asked where we got it and how much and stuff like that. "Does it work good?" he asked and I said "Yeah you should see how it makes my new diamond ring bounce when the bass gets high." and he caught it right away and said he was happy for us and stuff and congratulations. And he said you "I'm going to let you tell Colleen yourself." So he put out her on the phone and I said hi and stuff and I asked her what she was doing in August of 2008? And she was like well nothing why where are we going? And I said to my wedding!!! And she was all excited and so cool about it. She was the best by far of the people I told. She was more excited then me almost. She just wanted to be planning the wedding already. It was funny. I told her that I already had a guest list that I made up last winter. It has about 160 people on it so far. And she said she couldn't wait to be in another wedding. Of course she will be in my wedding party. She will be second down the line. So we talked for like an hour. She wanted to know the colours and the motif if there was one. And if we were going to do it outdoors and all kinds of stuff. I told her about the monster sized bridal magazine that I bought and she was like well fold all the pages even buy some post its and stuff. It was so awesome! So I finally got off the phone with her at like 7:15 or so. Then I thought, who's next? I phone my best friend, Jana, she would be my maid of honour. So I phoned her at about 7:30 because it took me like forever to find her number on the net. And her hubby answered and I said hi to him and he always remembers my voice, he's a good guy. So he got Jana on the phone, and I told her the what right away, no surprises or anything and she was excited and I asked to be my maid of honour and she said absolutely. That's my girl though. She never lets me down. So we talked for an hour and a bit. About the wedding, about her mom getting sick and everything. We haven't talk to each other since last May. We talked about the wedding list and I told her that I had it done almost but I had to take off one very important name. And she said "Uncle Don?" and I said yeah. My Uncle Don was my godfather, and I know that if he were here he would be so happy for Mike and I. It was sad. But I knew wherever he was he was smiling and happy. And Jana said the same thing to me. I was just happy to get to talk to my best friend again. No one understands us that well. We have known each other since we were 12 years old and we only ever got to see each other twice or three times a year because we lived in different towns. But when we got together we are inseparable. She is the best person I know. I love her to death! She's always supportive no longer how long it's been since we have talked. We had instant best friend chemistry. And it's lasted 16 years. So I tried to call my cousin Hope after Jana but she wasn't home. She was the last on my list to talk to face to face. I didn't get to talk to her until about 11pm that night. she was great about it too. I asked her to be a bridesmaid too because if it wasn't for her Mike and I wouldn't have had a place to have sex! Hahahaha! Just kidding, well not really. When I first moved back to Winnipeg I lived at her house with her family. And when Mike and I had our first date I was staying at her place. So I owe her ALOT! So all my phone calls were done. Well I phoned my mom again after I talked to Jana. I never got off the phone all night. We had one more couple to tell and that was Zenon and Mel. So I phoned them on Saturday, and asked if they were going to be home. I said we had a social to go to in their end of the city (which was completely true) and that we would stop by and say hi if they had time. They just had a baby in December. He's a cutie pie. So they said that they would come over to our house instead so that was fine I had pizza that I was going to reheat for Mike and I but we had enough for all of us. Besides I haven't been really hungry. So they said they would come around 6:30 or so. Which means in Zenon talk 7ish. Mike was working and I had to drive him to work that day because I had a hair appointment with Janne and I told her too! She was cool about it and even said she would come to Kenora to do my hair. I got highlights in my red hair and they look awesome! I look more like a blonde with red highlights then the other way around. Anyways Mike and I got home and we didn't even get inside and settled on the couch for more then a few minutes and my phone rang, and it was my good friend Brandy on the phone yelling congratulations at me. It was funny! So we talked for a long time too, asking all the questions like colours, date and stuff. And she asked how many other there were to tell and I said just Zenon and Mel, because Mike told his parents at work on Friday. They weren't surprised though, they said they knew it was coming. Everyone said that to me too. I got alot "It's about time!" And worth the wait! So just as Brandy said "Well I better let you go, I bet Zenon is going to be there soon" and the other line beeped in. It was funny! So I signed off with her and went to the other line and it was gone. I guess someone let Zenon in. So they came upstairs and I let them get comfy and I was waiting for Mike to tell them, but he just kept making googley eyes at Benjamin (their baby boy) So I guess it was up to me. So I just held up my hand to Zenon and he was like "Really?" and they were all happy too. Mel was as good as Colleen. I think she's a wedding person like Colleen and I. She's the first person I got to show the bridal magazine to with all my picks and stuff in them. That was fun. She and I sat across the table from each other talking about weddings and Zenon and Mike sat across the table talking cars, just the way it was meant to be. So we finally decided that it was time to get ready for the social and they had to be getting Benjamin home. So Mike and I got changed and well my hair was already looking fabulous thanks to Janne, and we left about 15 minutes later. I was excited because this would be the first time I have gotten to see his family since he announced it. So we took a long time to get a parking spot, like 15 minutes. The social was for a 25th Wedding Anniversary for the parents of one of the kids that work for Mike's store. So we get there and waiting in line to get through the door and we see his Moms coming up to the door, I thought it was to come and see us, but it turns out she was going to put tickets into the silent auction prizes. I thought maybe she didn't see us. So we went over to her and she said congratulations, and asked to see the ring. She said it was very pretty and we hugged and it was sweet. So we went over to the table where her parents were sitting and his dad was talking to someone that another co-worker had brought with them. He said hi and kept on talking to this other person. Mike's mom and I are still kind of looking at the ring and talking. And Maria (the co-worker) came over to look and say congrats. His dad must have kept talking for a good 10 minutes after we got there, and then finally he turned to me across the table and said congrats and asked to see the ring, and said it was pretty, and congrats again. He even complimented my hair! I thought ok here we go he's going to ask something about when and where or say something wise and meaningful, but no. I thought ok whatever, it's loud in here and hard to talk over the music. So whatever, we asked when Mike's brother and his girlfriend and baby were getting there and they said that they just left. That's at almost 10pm. I thought why bother wrapping up a baby and 10 at night and dragging it out to a social. I thought it was stupid, but it's very typical of Jay and Laura to do that. That child is never at home for more then 2 hours at a time it seems. They just want to parade it EVERYWHERE! So they get there and come up to our table and we start shuffling around to accommodate all the room they are going to need and I turn around and they are sitting at another table completely. I thought well that's rude, and then not more then 5 minutes after that John (Mike's Dad) and Linda (his mom) get up and say that they are leaving. They had been there since 8:30 and by now it's like 11pm. I thought ok they are pissed that Jay and Laura went to sit at another table. But maybe not who knows. That family isn't exactly the most open family. So they get up to get ready to leave and then they all migrate to the table that Jay and Laura are at. They have their jackets on and went to say goodnight. I sat at the table by myself for like 5 minutes and decided to go over and say goodnight to Mike's parents and when I get there John comes up to me and takes me by the arm and I thought ok here we go he's actually going to want to talk to me about the engagement, nope! Not so much. He comes up to me and says "You have to see this it's amazing." The amazing thing......Logan (the baby) sleeping through noise. Well bestill my heart. (that's sarcasm) I get engaged and his family is impressed with the fact that they walked in with Logan and he is still asleep with all the noise around. I did my best to fake interest. I am really not a baby person. I never have been, so I have had to give the Oscar performance of my life since this kid has been born. As it is this baby was an accident, it wasn't planned on and I am pretty sure that if the baby wasn't in the picture neither would Laura. Who, coincidentally, thoroughly annoys me. So Mike's parents leave and Laura and Jay are sitting there at the table and they both ask to see the ring. And how pretty it is blah blah blah. No hugs no congrats or anything. But they are young maybe they don't know the proper thing to say. Although I have had younger people then them say congrats and show more interest. So Jay goes out for a smoke and Laura is holding the baby and stuff and all these people that used to work for the store came in. Some of them have never seen Logan before so it was exciting for them to get to see him. So I didn't say anything about Mike and I until they were all Logan'd out. Then one of them came up to me and asked what was new so I told her and she was all excited and congratsing Mike and I and asking all kinds of questions and stuff. Then when we went back to the table another girl that used to work for them was sitting there with her boyfriend and she says to me "Maria told me to ask you about the big news." So I showed her the ring and and she said congrats and asked the same questions and stuff. It was nice to get a little attention. Even if it wasn't from the in-laws to be. I told this girl that Jay and Laura were here with Logan at the other table so she went over to take a peek because she hadn't seen him yet neither. So we went over there and Laura is holding him and notices that he smells like poop like babies sometimes do and that she needs to go and change him, but she can't do it alone. You have had a baby for 4 months but you need help to change him still? Come on now. Jay had to carry the bag, the bag I might add that was the size of a somewhat oversized purse. It wasn't that big. They finally change him and come back and Mike and I were somewhere else when they came back and we turned around and both Jay and Laura are gone and Bree (the former co-worker) is holding the baby by herself. So Mike goes over there and we were like where are they and they both went out for a smoke. Whatever, but Mike I think was upset that they just left him without asking him to look after Logan. They came back and left about 2 minutes later. I bet they were there for a total of a 1/2 hour. Laura said she though John was mad at them for bringing Logan so late. I don't disagree with that. She was like "Well we never put him to bed until 12." I almost said that's retarded! He's 4 months old. He needs a bit more routine starting really soon or else you will never get him into it. She is so vacuous! They have been together for about 4 years now and she still calls Mike's parents Mr. & Mrs. Ashe. I mean really now, you have had their grandchild. I think you can use their first name. We left about a half hour later and I never really thought about what happened all that much until then. Then it really started to bother me. When we got home and Mike looked at me and asked if I was ok and I didn't really want to talk about it. So I went to go and get changed for bed and I was taking off my jewelry (except for the ring of course) and I was struggling to get my necklace off and getting more upset by the minute and Mike came in and gave me a hug and asked again what was wrong. And I said well how would you feel if your special day got usurped by the fact that a baby can sleep through noise? He said that was the way his family is. He was a provinicial level 200 Meter dash specialist in high school and his parent's never went to his one international event that he won. That didn't really make me feel better though. Then I started to cry. And I didn't stop for 5-10 minutes. I was devastated. I understand that your somewhat new grandchild was there but they completely missed the point that there first born just got engaged. It's a life altering decision. I felt bad for Mike, I mean here he is just got engaged and all his parent's said was well we saw that coming and what does the ring look like. I almost wish now that he hadn't said anything to them before he proposed. So I haven't really been as giddy as I would like to have been. But I got to tell my volleyball team on Sunday and they were all interested and congratulatory. And a few people that weren't here at work on friday got to find out today. Well that's my rant. And George thought my rants were going to be a bit happier now that I got what I have been waiting for! It almost was. I just should have stayed home on Saturday night. I don't think I have left anything out. Except a big thanks for the congrats Jenn!! I am still trying to find someone around here to take a pic of it to send out! That's it for me .....
J-BOMB OUT!

An very interesting turn of events

So last night "the boy" was working late and I was watching Survivor. Well I guess that isn't the interesting turn of events. He came home around 9 :30 and I was watching e.r. by that time, and he just made his dinner and I watched my show. Still not that interesting huh? Ok so then .... I decided to play a little Play Station 2 game called Dynasty Warriors 5 extreme Legends after e.r. So I played for about 15 mins or so and had just finished a level and about to start the next and "the boy" looks at me and says "Hang on don't start the next level yet." so I didn't and I thought he just wanted to cuddle for a second and hug or something. Cause sometimes he's like that when he knows I have been in a bad mood. He has his moments. Then he came over and hugged me and asked if I still loved him, and he does that a lot too, it a thing we do sometimes before we go to bed at night He says "Still love me?" and I say yes and ask him the same thing back and he says yes . So I said of course I did, and he said good. Then he pulls out a little white Appelts box and says "Will you marry me?". I was floored! I mean I knew it was coming like I said in my first post but the waiting was getting me bummed out. So he wasn't all down on the floor on one knee but he was on his knee on the couch. It was kinda cute, me in my PJ's and DW5 music playing in the background. We talked for a while about it, and discussed the dates and stuff. We plan on a 2008 wedding. Lots of time to save money and plan. Plus if we buy a house this summer then we have a whole year to recoup some financial losses by the time the wedding comes around. We talked for about half an hour and then I looked at him (It was about 10:30 by then) and I said this is going to be so great. I mean I have been planning this for a while, I even have the guest list done (and no worries George and Jenn, you guys are totally on it!). I started to talk about the fact that this could be a potentially cheap wedding because I have an in when it comes to the place to have the ceremony and reception. My mom is the controller/assistant manager of the top hotel in Kenora, The Lakeside Inn. It's right on Lake of the Woods and I will get this awesome deal for it. I should sit pretty good with it. Not to mention I worked there myself for 4 years when I was younger. And then I told him the most expensive thing is going to be my dress, but I told him I thought my mom would help with that. After all it's the last wedding she is going to be involved in and she's the mother of the bride this one time. She will want to be in on everything, which is totally fine with me. Then I got to thinking, I really wanted to call her, so I asked "the fiance" if I could tell her and he said for sure but you might be waking her up. I said I don't care!! I need to ell my mom. So I phoned her up and she wasn't sleeping but she was in bed. I was totally casual it went something like this. "Hey how are you? Did I wake you up?" "No I was just laying in bed not asleep yet." "Oh good, cause I need a recipe from you." "For what? It's 10:30" "I need a recipe for a FIANCEE!" hahahha and she says "WHAT!?!?" I said yeah he made it official. She was happy for us and said to not worry about the wedding part or anything really. And we talked for about a half hour. I told her not to tell anyone though and that I would tell them myself. She is only going to tell her people at work and to let them know that it was a secret until I can tell the rest of my family there. So not too surprising I fell asleep with a smile on my face! And I think I woke up the same way! The best part was when he said to me "You know you can't call me your boyfriend anymore, I'm you fiance now!" And I hadn't really cried until he said that and that was about 20 minutes after he proposed. I feel like I am a giddy teenager again! So I came into work this morning and I was really the only person here, and I sat at my desk trying to devise a way to tell everyone here. And my GM Petey walked in first a little before 9 this morning and said to me "Gee that's a nice shirt your wearing today." I said "Yeah it goes nice with my new ring don't you think." And then I kinda left it up to him to tell people cause Petey hasn't got a lot of subtlety to him. He kept telling people to come and ask me my news. It was kinda cute. Petey was excited he gave me a hug and congratulated me, he said it was so exciting. So I have been telling people all day the story and they all think it was pretty cute. So do I. I thought I would need the big proposal, down on one knee in a fancy restaurant but it seems that this was the right way for him to ask. At home, in PJ's. As I write this entry I feel myself start to well up and I get a bit teary eyed. Which is something I didn't do last night. I am just so damn happy!
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Noise Pollution

Well I am back again here. Nothing too exciting has happened in the last two days. Well nothing good exciting. Had a fight with my drunken landlord the other night, about the noise level of my stereo at 6:30pm. I mean really what the hell is so f'n important at 6:30 at NIGHT (not the AM) that I can't have a few not so quiet moments in the privacy of my own apartment. It totally pissed me off! He banged on my door during a break in some very loud Nickelback and I went to my door and he just started yelling that the music was too loud. No "Would you mind turning down the stereo we have had a complaint.", just a demand to turn it down it's too loud. I mean if you want me to respond in a reasonable way to something then don't start your request with yelling and demands you retard! So I said I would turn it down but it's only 6:30 why is it such a big deal, of course there was a bit of attitude in that question. And all he says is "It's too loud turn it down!" I fine, whatever'd him and he left. I took it down a full 8 notches on our new surround sound system from 27 to 19 and he was back like 20 seconds later beating my door. I opened up and he's screaming at me "It's till too loud I can hear it at the elevator!!!" It was only base he was hearing at the elevator. I was getting madder by the second. I said "FINE I WILL TURN IT F'N DOWN!" And now I'm yelling. Now if I can explain the finer points of noise pollution in my building. The walls and ceilings and floors in the apartment block are SOLID CONCRETE! I mean certain sounds linger, like the retard above me when he's taking his morning piss or dropping metal ball bearings on the floor for some reason. But those are IMPACT noises. Sound from a stereo isn't the same. And if he heard the stereo at the elevator it doesn't necessarily mean that the apartments on my floor are hearing the same amount of noise. Sound carries in a hallway alot differently. Not too mention the second time the drunken moron came to my door I heard his knocking just fine and I didn't "have" to raise my voice to talk to him and vice versa. We would have heard each other fine over the music. I could have had an international phone call from Pakistan and still been able to hear everything over the noise level in there. Argh! So then I phoned "the boy" at work just to get a little comfort mostly but disguised the phone call with something like, did you remember to do (insert stupid task here), and then happened to mention the drunken landlord incident. And the response was "You better not get me kicked out!" Well thank you very much! Really that was just possibly the worst thing you could have said at that moment. Like really... you could have said a gazillion different things that would have been better or at least less worse but no he picked the absolute worst one that happened to be floating around his brain at that point. Thanks for the back up I really appreciate it. I mean I have never ever done anything to be against him in 7 years, but anytime I seem to need him to back me up on something (right or wrong like I do when with him) he always comes out against me. I mean he didn't even care about the fact that I was verbally attacked or anything, he just cared about his own well-being. Sweet huh?!?! It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. And then to top it off he blamed his shyt attitude on the fact that he was stressed at work. I got the "I can't deal with this right now because I am too busy and stressed out at work and if things get eff'd up anymore with anything then I will take it out on everybody." I couldn't believe it. So obviously things have been pretty cold towards him from me in the last few days and he's acting like he doesn't get why. And he's 30 years old so I refuse to spell shyt out for him anymore. You are old enough at 30 to understand why you are getting the cold shoulder after an encounter like that. You can't play stupid after 7 years, that's just lame. Oh yeah, we had an extra vehicle for a bit and had parked in visitor's parking over night like we normally do without a problem, the morning after the stereo incident, we had a parking ticket on the extra vehicle about the fact that you aren't supposed to park there for more then 4 hours at a time. I have never ever seen that rule enforced but I find it very suspicious that we get a ticket the morning after I have a fight with the drunken landlord. Coinkidink? ... I think not. I mean the other cars were there longer then 4 hours too because the gave the ticket to us at 6:45 in the morning. I mean do you really think that someone had parked there between 2:45am and 6:45am? I don't think so. People don't go visiting between those hours. I was so pissed when I learned that. The boy didn't tell me until I got home after work that night. SO then he said he wasn't going to question it cause clearly we broke the rule, Maybe but you can't enforce rules for some people and not enforce them on others. That's how anarchy starts! And now I think he can tell I am pissed off at him about all this bullshyt because now he says he is going to bring it up cause he's mad about it. Whatever, if the landlords want to play unfair well so can I. I'm sure that the property management company would love to hear that at 3:00 in the afternoon the land lady was so drunk that she required help getting on to the elevator, and on a day that they were on duty. I can even remember the first day we moved in to the building I went to return the lockdown elevator key to them and she answered the door and she had to lean on the door frame to keep her from falling over, drunk, drunk, drunk. And he's no better everytime we go to there apartment for any reason like paying rent and stuff they both always have drinks on the go. And they just wreak of it the next day. I mean really TAKE A SHOWER! Wash your handyman's uniform once in a while. The funniest thing ever about it is this....one night I was doing laundry and she was down there cleaning up before they closed it down for the night and we were chatting (because she's usually very friendly being drunk all the time I guess) and we were talking about shows we watch on TV and stuff, and she said her favourite show was (oh this is so good....) a reality show called .....(so good) INTERVENTION. a show about addicts of drugs and alcohol. It's lucky I can be a subtle person when I want to be or I would have pissed my pants laughing. Seriously! The sheer irony of it was just mind boggling. Oh I actually feel better at getting this off my chest. Like a big weight has been alleviated from my shoudlers. This blogging shyt ROCKS! 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Here I am

Hey there! Just thought I would give you a not so little blurb about me. My name is January (yes it is my real name I will tell you later how I got that incredibly unusual name) and I live in a crappy little city called Winnipeg in Canada. Yes the same city that Canadian chick from The Bachelor just got booted back to by that hot ER doc. I have lived here for 7 years now and have hated a good chunk of it! This is possibly one of the most bitter and negative cities I have had the dis-pleasure of living in. I have lived elsewhere, some smaller, one bigger and one miniscule compared to Winnipeg. The smaller ones are Kenora where I was born and raised. It's in Ontario just a bit east of the Manitoba/Ontario border. I lived there most of my young adult life. We moved to (the next smaller one to the east) Dryden, Ontario when I was only 9 years old and it was another sack of crap town. The most ignorant people I have ever met. I don't have any lifetime friends from that time of my life. That's a fairly decent barometer of how my life there was spent. Pretty lonely. We only lived there for a few years then we moved to the miniscule one, Vermilion Bay. It had a total population of maybe 500. Very tiny and a very good memory. I still have "friends" there that I would never forget. Maybe I haven't seen them that often in the last few years but I know if I did it would be easy and comfortable. Like a good de ja vu. I moved back to Kenora when I was 13. What a time to move mid-puberty! Good times! I have friends in Kenora that I no doubt I will have for the rest of my life. I moved to the Bigger one, Calgary, Alberta when I was 19 and I fell in love with it! It was such a welcoming city. And it had freeways! I miss the freeways. I miss the good drivers too! I moved there with my father so I was fairly lucky because it was a free ride on the freeways! Bless my fathers' heart! I was there for 3 years and I would move there in a mili-second if the opportunity presented itself. I had a blast there. I really did. I fell in love there too. But there was a small glitch, the guy I fell for lived somewhere else. Just guess where he was from.....yep good ol' Loserpeg! Lucky huh? So I moved back for love. Plus Kenora is a buttload closer to Winnipeg then Calgary. (Get out your maps if you doubt it) So here I am 6 years later. A good deal closer to family and living with the one I love. Yay me! My family and I are very close (not distance wise unfortunately) so I like to spend as much time as my time/life allows with them. My family consists of a father and mother (no longer married) and two older brothers. Yes I got my azz kicked a whole bloody lot when I was young. Did my fair share of azz kicking too! My dad and I are very very close just cause I am the only girl on my dad's side of the family. I have no shame in saying I am a daddy's little girl. My mother and I have a much more complicated but wonderful relationship. We can say anything to each other without worry of walking on egg shells as we say it. Plus I learned all the cool swear words from her! And I use them quite f'n profusely! You should hear us when we play Canasta! The dog hides under the table with tail between her legs. My next family member closest to my age is my brother Chris. I always forget what year he was actually born in either '73 or'74. He is my big brother, literally. 6'2" and about 400lbs. He's a good guy that never has the right kinda luck. My oldest brother and I have a funny relationship. He was always the golden boy in the family so I took it upon myself to knock him down whenever I got the chance but in a good sibling rivalry way, which has progressed into some of the best and wittiest banter. And all in good fun. He's married to a great lady and someone I am proud to call my sister and they have two very beautiful daughters that I love with all my heart. Good kids when they hang out with Auntie! The oldest is the spitting image of her father! And the youngest actually looks alot like I did at her age. It's scary cause she has that stubborn streak I am so famous for. I love spending time with them! Which is weird because I haven't got a maternal bone in my body but those kids are the apples of mine eyes! Oh that sounds so Shakespearian. I think it's because they aren't mine. Maybe that's what makes them so dear to me. Get 'em dirty and send them home packing to mom and dad hahahah! My own family consists of two cats and boyfriend. My cats are funny and my boyfriend, well he has his moments. My boyfriend and I have been together for 7 years. In fact we just celebrated our our 7th anniversary last December. 7 years. That's a long time for just being boyfriend/girlfriend. We live together and we actually lived together right almost from the beginning. Maybe 6 months after we started dating I moved from Calgary to Winnipeg with a small layover in Kenora for maybe a month. Then we moved in together. It was neat at first. Very new. I mean living with people and then living with someone you love is so entirely different. Egads it took a good 6 months before I would have a BM in the bathroom when he was still in the apartment. But you get over "shyt" like that pretty quickly if for nothing else then your own health. So it's been a while I guess you could say. I did the math the other day and we have been together for a smidge shy of a quarter of my life. A quarter of your life.......that's quite an accomplishment. But it's an empty accomplishment when you haven't reached the goal. The goal of course is to be married and have a life together instead of being roommates with benefits, which is how it feels sometimes. I mean it's not like we've never talked a bout it or anything. Hell we've been to look at rings TWICE! And twice I was told it was coming, and I have waited and waited. I mean how long does it take really? I mean crap or get off the pot already. Hence the title of the blog "Tired of Waiting". So that's where I am in my life if you care. And if you don't then no skin off my nose. My nose skin will be just fine. Talk to you soon. I may or may not post day by day, I may post hour by hour, it depends if I have anything to say really. Cause I think that's just how shyt works. I am going to be like Ryan Seacrest after American Idol.....................................
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