January's Rant

Back again! And so soon, interesting!!

2007-07-30T16:11:00.000-05:00

Well I said I would do this more often, so I guess I am back. It's been busy in spurts but what else is new. I have a few days where I do nothing but dick the dog and then I have a few days where I want to pull my hair out. What can you do. The boy and I went to Kenora together for the first time since about a year and a half ago. And it was great. I have lots of pics and stuff but they are up on my facebook page, so go there and find them. I have some great pics of my moms yard which is just beautiful. We had a big BBQ at my mom's on saturday night. It was fun. My brother, his wife and the girls came over and it was good to see them again. It had some awkward moments but all in all it went as smoothly as could be expected. We had breakfast the next morning with my dad at the hotel. We stayed at the Inn for the night because mom didn't have the room for both of us and we didn't really want to stay out at Curt's cause then we couldn't come and go as we pleased. I am going to take some holidays next week! I am very excited about that!! Can't wait for this week to be over honestly. I am going to Kenora so Curt can to look at my car and see if there is anything pressing that needs to be taken care of before the warranty is up. And I am going to go to meet up with my best friend Jana while I am in Kenora for the holidays. She spends her summers at the lake with her hubby and it's about an hour and a half away from Kenora. And thanks to facebook, I found some old school friends. And they might come down and hang out for a day. I am going to catch up with Brandy too and her little boy who is all smiles apparently. Lucky shit. I mean really lucky considering how bad she and I were as kids, she should have gotten a hellion to make it square. Very lucky broad. It'll be nice to get out of the city a few days too. What else can I tell you, life is OK and I can't really ask for more then that. That's it folks...

J-BOMB OUT!

Wow - It's been a while....

2007-07-11T15:31:00.000-05:00

So I haven't written on here since like April. Bad me!!! For shame for shame! I don't know why, there's been so much friggin' drama I should get GH to sponsor my life. However the drama isn't all mine and maybe that's why it's less blog worthy. It has it's ups and downs, this drama thing. It's nice to see someone else getting flogged by melodrama but then it's never as important or blog worthy cause it isn't about you. And that is me in a nutshell, in the immortal words of Agent Smith "Yes, me. Me, me, me. Me too.". I like me what can I say.
It is summer time up here in Winnipeg. It's been kind of a stressful summer too. The weather hasn't been as good as it was last year. Too much damned rain. And volleyball isn't as satisfying either, not to mention the fact that I am only playing twice a week, and I wanted to play like 4 times a week. The new and improved team isn't as committed as I am. I think the problem is that we picked up too many part time people. That makes it hard to get a constant base of players. No one shows up on time. And it's just a little annoying. Almost not worth it. Or else I am just really eff'n picky.
I am also playing in an intramural league made up of TM and TN staff. We play on the floor level of the MTS Centre, which is super cool! I have a team of neat people. I like 'em all. We started with Dodgeball, which I don't think alot of us have played since our school days. It was great! I did ok, I even compared to the Matrix! But the balls (easy!) we played with were really light and small at first. Difficult to make them go hard and straight (again - easy!). There are 5 teams, we came in third at the end of the term. Not too shabby. Then we started Volleyball last week. I'm doing pretty darn good there. I serve and I hear oohs and ahhs, it's eff'n great! And my team seems to all know the game fairly well. We've only lost once so far. I am getting along really well with the guys from TN. I thought alot of them would cock swingers, but so far they are all pretty cool! In Dodgeball, I threw a ball and put a little curve to it and he went to catch it and did a big stretch to get it, and he dropped it, therefor he's out, and as he's leaving he says "I think I blew my left nut!" Everyone laughs and at the end of the match I went up to him as he was talking with the boys about it, and noticed I was coming towards him and started to give me shit for throwing a knuckleball at him in a joking matter so I said in a girly girl way "Hey, I'm sorry about your nut." I think one guy who was drinking water just about drowned himself, and from then on in I have been deemed an ok chick! They all come up and say hi now and stuff. I am the "go to" TM chick upstairs. It's cool!
What else is new... we got a new PC yesterday. It's neat! Fun to play with. Lotsa games pre-installed on it already. Now I just have to get my illegal music downloading software on it and I am golden! I can't wait to have this whole weekend to corrupt it!!!! Har har har!

Well that is it for me I think. I will do my best to keep up with it a bit better then I have been so far.

J-BOMB OUT!

I Got Professionally Shafted! And Not In A Good Way!

2007-04-11T09:25:00.000-05:00

So lets begin. I was up for a job in the company that I work for, and imagine my "surprise" when they tell me I did NOT get the job - AGAIN! This is just getting stupid. 4 job interviews in 5 years and I got bupkiss! This just isn't worth it anymore. You bend over backwards for a company hoping you will get noticed and duly promoted and or rewarded in some manner. Well I am done bending for any reason. They want extra effort then they can suck my dick! So tired of this crap. It feels a little like putting out on the first date (which I have NEVER done - no really!) and then not getting a call after for a second date. It was just kind of funny, cause I remember after the interview they asked if I would help out with stuff like onsales at the box office and stuff like that which I happily did to show I get along with the people down there. Which I do. And one of the old school people were down there. His name's Paul, I have mentioned him before I think. He was the call centre manager up until about July of last year. He left cause the call centre was heading in a direction he didn't like. Yeah the phone room was becoming professional and he would stop having to be everyones friend, he might have to wear appropriate clothing to work instead of rock t-shirts, he might have to be accountable for things. So he left. And guess who got the Box Office job.... that's right that same guy. So it goes to show that in this company he who cuts and runs when the going gets tough gets all the good stuff just because he's been there for a gazillion years. Argh! So I didn't get told until about 4:40pm on a friday afternoon. And after being told I was asked if I had any questions, and I said no I just have a statement - I am going home now, and I walked out of my bosses office. I went home and emailed off about 30 resumes to anywhere I could see. I was so mad! I still am! I just don't know what these people want. Basically I was told because Paul has management experience and I don't was the reason they went with him. In other words, we don't trust you in a managerial position with any amount of power. Then he says that I would be better suited in the Client Services department, with no one working under me. Yeah cause there has been so much movement in that department in the local office. I mean how do you get the experience and in an entry level position like this one was in all honesty, if they keep giving it to people that won't go the FUCK AWAY!?!?!?!? Then yesterday I was asked to go down there to work for a bit while it got busy so I told them it was too busy on the opera line, and it wasn't a good idea. Go down the box office my ass! I've had a couple of calls about my resumes so far but nothing really matches my pay here. Now that is truly sad because the pay here isn't all that great. So bare minimum is what they will get out of me. That's all I seem to get out of them. Oh and the other thing that fries my loaf.... they said they wanted someone in their right away, um the guy they hired is OUT OF THE COUNTRY FOR THE NEXT FUCKING MONTH! BITE ME! I can't win, apparently I am not meant to. So I will just eke out a meager existence since that seems to be all I am good for. Yay me.

J-BOMB so very out!

To Sleep Perchance To Dream

2007-03-21T15:56:00.000-05:00

Have you ever had one of those dreams that feel so real you wake up broken hearted? Even after 8 years after my godmother passed away I dream of her and my godfather (he only passed away a little less then 2 years ago) still alive and still living in the same house I nearly grew up in back in Kenora. And you get that homey, de ja vu that makes your heart smile and puts a little extra warmth in your tone. Last night I had one of those kinds of dreams. It was beautiful and summer outside and the lake looked perfect, the house smelled of cedar and Coca Cola. Yes, it has a smell. And everything there was like it was when I was younger. Before she passed they actually moved into the house they built next door because it was smaller. It was a gorgeous house as well. But when I have these dreams we are always in the other house, that beautiful A-frame with gigantic bay windows that were basically floor to vaulted ceiling. The loft office upstairs, the rec room downstairs where my brother lived, that had the pool table in it and a bar. The stand up freezer that was always full of meat and frozen veggies. The wrap around deck well above the ground, with the hummingbird feeders and great big B-B-Q on it. There was stairs from the deck to the grass and the big rock in the yard. My uncle had built a diving board in the rock that we used. He even carved a picture of a loon dancing on the water just before it took flight in the cement steps he attached to the rock. The dogs are there, Bambi and Punqui, at least a few of the cats like Mister “E” or Missie Mouse. It’s just so entirely the same. Happy times. The twist is that I am the age I am now with the people I have now in these dreams. It feels special. Like I wish everyone I know now knew the delight I did when I was there. Last night I dreamt I had all of my friends from every corner of the earth there and we were having a cook out. It was perfect. And I got to talk to my godparents again. And hold them and smile at them and have them smile back. The sound laughter was amazing. But then we always did laugh a lot at Auntie Mar and uncle Don’s house. It’s funny, I never really cooked too much in that house but it seems that when I am there now that’s what I am doing. My nieces and brothers and sisters are all around, both my parents are there and amused. It was just perfect. Then every time I would try and introduce my newer friends with my godparents something in the back of my brain new it wasn’t right. And I would remember they are gone. But as fast as I remembered it I forgot it and it was elation again. It’s just such a strange bliss you know? There’s such fun and closeness but you have that 6th sense that something isn’t as it really is. But you can’t quite put your finger on it. But you’re so happy you don’t care. And I don’t care about the theory that those kind of dreams only last minutes because to me this dream was hours long of sheer greatness. And then you wake up. And for just a few seconds, I think “Damn I haven’t called Auntie Mar in ages I should call her and see how she and Uncle Don are.” And before I even finish that entire sentence in my head, by about the time the word “how” bounces through my head, I remember. But I can’t bring myself to not finish that sentence. I never can. And there doesn’t seem to be an occurrence that makes these dreams surface. Not food, nor thought, nor smell. They just happen every so often. And I am left with this feeling of an unfillable void. And the wish to speak with them again. It’s devastating, I’ve tried all day to get out of this emotion and nothing is working. What to do, what to do? Well I could talk about something else I suppose.
Ok then, I had an interview on Monday for the Assistant Box Office Manager position and it went well, but it always does. I really, really need this job. And I would be good at it too. However I won’t know anything until next week. So I sit and stew. It’s hard to do that. I would just mean a lot to me if I could progress in the company I have chosen to work for. Like they had confidence in me to be a worthy employee. I keep praying to the career gods but to date they have ignored me 3 times with in this company alone in 5 years. Not great odds, but then maybe they think I am due. Let’s hope the latter is what they are thinking here too. Well that’s it kids I will keep you abreast of the good stuff. See ya!

J BOMB OUT!

To The Gallows With all Thieves!

2007-02-20T12:54:00.000-06:00

So like the title suggests, I had an issue with a thief. Last week on Tuesday I came to work like any other day. I get to work a little before 9AM and deposit my purse behind my desk and sat down to respond to a few emails and regular desk duty stuff. Then at like 10 past 9 I go to finally get my coffee. I have been gone for about 2-3 total minutes and I come out and Melissa and Richard (co-workers) are standing at Rich's office talking books, and I thought I would call Melissa over to look at my relatively new purse since I hadn't thought she had seen it yet. So I sit down and look underneath my desk to get my purse and lo and behold it's not there. Curious. So then I look in the drawers and ask if anyone has seen my purse. Richard sometimes like to pull jokes to prove a point and I thought maybe cause I wasn't at my post that was what was going on and asked him if he tok my purse as a joke and he said no. Then he says, as he was coming into the office someone came flying out and nearly hit him in the face with the door she was moving so quickly. My heart sank; I knew exactly what had happened. Someone took off with my purse. Was it locked up..... no, was it in plain view....NO. You had to go looking for it in order to see it. I asked Richard what she looked like, he said tall as he was 5'9 or so, native, dark hair and in a dark jacket. Ok now I am PISSED! How dare someone take my stuff for no reason! It's not their property it is MINE! So I called security to see if they could security tapes for Richard to look at to see if he could ID the person walking away with it. They said they would look into it and get back to me. So I checked my bank balance online to see if there was any activity and there wasn't. I didn't think anyone would be able to take out funds with my bank card because they wouldn't have the PIN number to it. And there would be no way to take it out at a teller without Photo ID. So I hold off until I could get a lunch hour to get to the bank. I also had the boys’ bank card in my purse and I had to phone him to tell him to go to his bank and freeze his accounts. And cause he had the day off it was super easy for him to do. So I sit and stir and seethe for a good hour and a half over all of this anxiously waiting for Security to get back to me about this. No phone call at about 12pm so I called them and they say that they are looking through tapes still. Ok then fine. I check my bank balance again and there is a withdrawal of $900 and all I thought was damn my dad must have transfered the money out of his chequing account into his savings. My dad and I share that chequing account and have for about 10 years now. My paycheck gets deposited into that account and my car payment and my insurance come out of that account. I was more worried about the fact that he took the money but didn't leave the money I needed to pay my car insurance that was to come out on Friday. So I phoned him to ask him about it and he wasn't home all I got was his answering machine. So again I sit and stew. Then at about 2:30 city Place Security calls me and says they have had my purse turned in. I go down there and pick up my purse and notice that both bank cards (mine and the boys) and my SIN and my Photo ID/driver's license. All the pertinent info really. Again I call Security to see where it stands and the guy that was looking into it wasn't there. Ok fine, back to the stew. Call the credit companies and have my SIN number flagged for the next 6 years. Called my insurance company and let them know that maybe I won't make my payment. So I called the police non emergent line to repot the theft and I was asked if I had a suspect in mind, and I said I might I am just waiting on security tapes to confirm an ID and was told to call back and make the report then. Umm ok. So make me do the leg work and then report the easy part to you? Impressive. So by this time I have completely forgotten to go to the bank and it's now closed. Then finally at 4:30 my dad calls me back and I inform him he hasn't left me enough money to cover my cheque, to which he replies there is $900 in the account after he went shopping. I said no you transfered $900 out of our account into somewhere.......didn't you??? I said well I had my purse lifted this morning and shortly after $900 went missing and I thought it was you who took it now I see it was the bitch who stole my purse. Fuck me! So my dad and I hang up, he's calling the bank as am I now. I didn't think you could just freeze your account over the phone. I almost vomitted when I got through the queue to talk to a person. I explained what happened and they said that the transaction happened at 11:57am. There are almost tears now. I can feel them building. The tightness in my throat. And it's getting hard to breathe. The person on the phone is telling me to right away call the credit companies and has since frozen the account. They are also informing the branch that it happened at to get the ball rolling on an investigation. At this point I am unclear as to if this happened at a teller or an ATM. The person inthe call centre though assured me that the money would be returned. That made me think it was a teller. So I phoned my dad back apologizing over and over again. I should have been on the phone pronto to the bank to have the account frozen. I get done work and walk across the street to the Security desk to see if they found anything and the guy who was looking after the complaint had left for the day. I don't think he did what he was supposed to honestly. But the head security guy was there and he let me look at the tapes, but I couldn't really tell but based on the time line we had established there were two possibilities. So I phoned Richard to come over and look at these people and I told him to ask Melissa to come with him to look as well. They couldn't be conclusive about it. So I finally leave work at about 6om and on my way home I decided to pull into a cop shop and report the theft. Officer Waterman was very nice. He made the report and said they would be in touch with the bank and whatnot. I go home and phone my dad again and he's unbelievable calm and easy about it. That made me feel better about it. Even the boy was surprisingly supportive. I thought I would get a big lecture about hiding my purse at work and how I should have been on the horn to the bank as soon as it happened. But he just kept saying that the person in the wrong was the asshole who stole my purse. I thought he would be really pissed off at me for putting his card at risk but he wasn't. That was nice to hear from him. So I decided I needed to decompress from the stress, so I was going to volleyball that night to get out some frustration. I get there and everyone is late and we finally start and all of a sudden my ankle is feeling really weird and I am getting shooting pains when I try to push off of it to get a jump or dash for the ball. I ended up leaving early. That left me feeling very unsatisfied. So the next day I straighten around the ID and stuff and get my new one sent to me eventually. I had to be at work early to get to through a memorial parade for two fallen firefighters. It was a sobering day for me. Yeah I lost money but I was still alive. I got a call from the assistant manager at the bank where it happened. I talked to her and discovered that the money was in fact taken out through a face to face teller. How does that happen exactly? Well quite easily if you act casually and get a male teller. I have to come in and reopen new accounts with them so that they can put the money back into this new account. I have been on the phone with her for about 10 minutes and have yet to receive an apology that this happpened. Nothing. The bank in Kenora that my dad deals with has offered him money to tie him over until we get the money back intothe account. I got bupkis. Bastards! I go home and there's a message on my machine that a police shop has my ID. Interesting! So I go to the cop shop and ask when it was turned in and where it was found. The guy couldn't answer either question. That's sort of annoying, getting a little perturbed with the boys in blue now. Next day I get to my afternoon appointment and they are nice and smiley and still no real apology, I kept waiting for the barrage of "I'm so sorry"'s but it never came. And as I am there it slips that the teller said that the persono acted very naturally as he (aha the teller is male) was asking security questions. Ok answering questions is great but how about we ask the right ones. Like if perhaps the id had been stolen ask more then someone's address and SIN number, how about asking who I share the account with? Or I have 2 bills that are automatically withdrawn from this account what are they and how much are the bills? Those were two of the questions I had to answer when I was setting up my banking online! Good questions that wouldn't have an answer in my purse. Fuckin' knobs! I'm very upset now that I know this. So I get my new accounts open and as kind as they are they offer me my cheques fee free. Isn't that sweet? I asked how far they were into the ivestigation and they said they were still going through security tapes. Where have I heard that before....? They couldn't let me see the tapes though. I have a feeling that when they get through this investigation I will no longer be a Bank of Montreal customer. I would like to believe that the teller would lose his job because clearly he's incompetent. But who knows? I don't and it's been a week and I have had no word. Ridiculous! How much time does it take to go over security tapes? I woudln't be so mad if it was just my money that got taken, but it was mostly my dads money and the guy has been on and off of EI for the last 6 months because his employer can't secure a contract for him to go to work. He has rent and car payments to make too. All this stress cause by one piece of shit and I can't do anything but wait. I think I have developed an ulcer from this pressure. I really just want to put my hands around this person’s neck and shake them. Why are you stealing from people? Are you so lazy you don't go out and work for your own money? Or are you just an asshole genetically? If I do get my hands on this cunt (and I only use this word in extreme cases like this) I will bloody her ugly fuckin face! She better pray she gets picked up by the cops before I find her.

J-BOMB OUT and extremely angry!

Blue Hawaiiian Martinis are BRILLIANT!

2007-01-23T13:32:00.000-06:00

So I have been avoiding this post for a week and a few days. I had a little birthday back on the 11th of January. It's no big deal really. Ok I am lying my ass off, (turns around to make sure), well maybe not it's still there. I turned the big 3-0. And it hurt. I can't desrcibe the feeling of underachievement that plagued me that whole week. So to get over this awful feeling, I decided to throw myself a little party, because I knew if I didn't do it no body else would. So I sent out this little invitation to all my friends from work, volleyball and everything else in between.

"Subject line : We're Gonna Sip Bacardi Like It's My Birthday!"

"You are invited to the party of the year!
For whom you ask deserves this kind of cheer?
I do - for this year I turn, god help me, the big 3-0,
And I don't think I will make it through without my bro's and my ho's!

I need all of your help to cope with my life's new page,
Because I feel like I have been locked in a new cage.
One with that happens to rhyme with (gasp!) middle age.
So don't miss it, or I might use your name with disparage.

I don't want your cards, drinks or presents,
All I require is your much needed presence.
Just bring your hugs and heartfelt wishes,
I promise some one else will do the dishes.

Powerhouse Tavern United is where it will be underway
Any time after 5pm on January 12, that's a Friday.
I gave you two weeks notice, do the math in your head,
And find a babysitter if needed, for a night out in the 'Peg!

And please RSVP if it's at all possible
Hey you can even just reply to this email!"

Not bad huh? I didn't realize I could still pull off the poetry thing but I think I did it in spades. So I sent it out to almost like 50 people. And I sent it out before the New Year so I thought I would give the guests lots of time to prepare to enjoy a night out avec moi! I even sent it to people out of town just to let them know I was thinking of them. Sweet aren't I? I got lots of responses of the positive variety, and some out of office replies but that's ok too. So by that week I had a solid 20 or so people showing up. I was kinda nervous about how my mood would be about it because alot of people on my guest list were younger then me DAMN YOU!!! But I thought maybe it would inspire me. HA! Then the weather hit... -40 and even colder with the windchill all that week. And of course on the night of it was probably the coldest of the entire week. BLAST! Ahh well, I had a few people email and said their cars were not moving because they were dead, that's a valid reason and I appreciated them letting me know they wouldn't be there. But everyone from work came out that said they were going to come out. Even one person from volleyball came out. And well of course Lorne, any excuse to drink where there are short skirted waitresses around isn't a hard sell for him ;)~ We had some food and ALOT of drinks. I had so many Blue Hawaiian Martinis it was ridiculous! And that was before the shots started. Our new Phone Centre Manager, Jennifer bought the first one, she asked for something sweet and fruity. and we ended up with Dirty Hookers. Nice eh? And they were the best shooter I have EVER had. It was cranberry juice, Sour Puss and melon liquer in a shot glass, GENIUS pure bloody GENIOUS! Then Pete bought a round of the same shot, then Damir showed up, Damir is our new IT guy. He started with a shot of Tequilia BLAST! At least it had a piece lime with it, I prefer the lime to the lemon. Then more Martinis, even a friend's Uncle bought me a bevvie that sweet guy! Thanks Murray! More Dirty Hookers, this time I bought the round, then Damir came back for a Blowjob! Sorry WITH a Blowjob (gotta keep the audience captivated!) that was a bit more difficult because you couldn't use your hands and I don't swallow well with my mouth open. Oh my gawd did I just type that OUT LOUD!?!?!?!? Good thing my parents don't read this. More Martini's and then people started to leave. That made me sad because I had to be there until 9:30 for sure because the boy got off work at that time and was meeting me there. So it was like 8:30 and I decided to tell the boy just to pick me up cause no one else was showing. Then I phoned Zenon to give him shit for not being there and as it turned out he and Chewie (yay Chewie!) were on their way. So phone the boy back and tell him that he has to come upstairs. I was happy again! Plus Lorne and Danielle stayed for a while so that was good! Even if they were both younger than me...... Zenon and chewie show up and Zenon has a card that inside he wrote "You're 30, it sucks, that's it it just sucks.". I appreciated the honesty. Lorne brought me some very weird and might I add questionable gag gifts. Pocky sticks, which were fine, I actually like those, some odd form of chocolate and nut mixture that turned into powder in your mouth, and for some very strange reason, dried squid eggs and they smelled AWFUL! So strange he is. So the night went on and both Danielle and Lorne left, so Chewie, Zenon and I settled in to the couches to watch the Oilers game while we waited for Mike. Oh and we ordered some nachos which were fantastic! Mike gets there and orders some wings and a drink. While we are watching the Oilers game, the Moose game across the street let out. So it started to get busy and we were on the couches watching the game having some funny conversations, that I don't really remember, and this couple comes up to us and asks if we would mind if they sat down on the couch opposite us, that was empty. We said go right ahead, head being the operative word in this case. They sat down and no more the 5 minutes later and they were all over each other on the couch. I was totally blown away, as was the guy on the couch just about. I mean I saw more taste buds then a tongue depressor that night (Rim Shot!) . Then they got up to go get a beer and Zenon and I just looked at each other like, seriously? Then he says one of his best ever lines, probably since "Oh fuck my ass!" as we were heading dangerously towards a ditch on the highway once in the winter a few years ago, he says "You know I am all in but it's all or nothing and I have a wetnap riiiight here!". I nearly wet my pants laughing. Then he rubs his hands together almost as they headed back. I would have been alot more offended had the couple been ugly. Well the tongues come back out, and in, and out. I mean they were in ears, in mouths and all over necks. Then there is hands up shirts and on zippers. Then I start to get loud, "When did they start charging by the hour couch usage here?" sort of remarks. The guy gets up to leave and the chick is hanging on his leg, total desperation, and it's clear right there, they weren't a couple per se, they had met on the street corner after the Moose game for the first time and were totally loaded! How gross! I mean now that I am 30, HOW GROSS! I haven't done that with a perfect stranger since I was 20 and certainly not in a public venue like a pub! Then the table behind us is starting to get loud, and one guy says to his table of friends "Come on it's true love! It's love! What's wrong with that." I turned around and looked at one of the girls and she had tears in her eyes she was laughing so hard! And then I lost it. I was laughing out loud and not censoring my laughter at all. Finally they got up and left and they got a round of applause from the bar and I yell out as they left "Don't forget to leave the $20 on the nightstand before you go!" And a loud round of laughter after that. We left shortly thereafter cause the Oilers game was over and they lost - again! Getting a little tired of losing gentlemen! Oh well, we all go home and (ahem) sleep. It was a good night overall. Thanks to all that came out and to those who tried but couldn't make it, thanks for the effort it's just as appreciated as if you actually there. Well other then that life has been pretty boring. Volleyball has been up and down. Work has been a constant..... well just a constant. Home life hasn't changed too much neither. So that's it folks. Smoke 'em if you got 'em! You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell outta here! That's it that's all!

J-BOMB OUT!

Thank God I Woke Up!

2007-01-04T15:48:00.000-06:00

So I had a fairly bizarre dream life last night. Odder even more so was the fact that I only had about 4 hours of sleep due to my increasingly noisy neighbours to the east of me! Why do you need to have loud discussions in your bedroom after 1 AM? I don't get it???!?!!?! Anyways. The first place I remember it starting was me living in my house, so hey, good dream, I have finally progressed to a home in a house, happy happy joy joy!! Then someone on my freebie list (check my profile to see said list if you wish) and I had a romantic encounter. Yeah yeah bad me, whatever!!! He's not real and he's on MY FREEBIE LIST!!! It's not like this is a real person I would ever be with in real life. Funny historical side note, I am not sure if the boy would so much go along cause I have never asked about the fact if he was ok with my freebie list. Ask not, it's easier to deny later!! But I ended this romancic adventure even before it got really started because I was attached in my dream too. But hey getting to dream of one kiss with a guy on your freebie list is still pretty eff'n cool! Then I'm not sure how I got there but all of a sudden I was moving back out west, which would be awesome if I could afford it and my real life romance person would follow. I even had my old Dakota back to make the move. Oh how I miss that truck! Packing up boxes in the back and stuff and it felt good too, good like how you feel after you have made a smart decision. But boy was also following me there. Not the freebie list boy. So hot! (drool) Oh anyhow it did seem like that portion of the dream wasn't a separate incident from the first part. It felt like it gelled together properly. Then somehow we ended up in another apartment in Winnipeg and all of the boys family was in our apartment. Curiouser and curiouser... they never come over, even the ingrate of an exgirlfriend-sorry-excuse-for-a-parent-pain-in-the-ass from across the hall. And she gave me attitude in my dream so I let her have it! Better yet, so did the rest of the family. IT WAS AWESOME! I felt vindication, not just for myself but for everyone involved with that psycho! And then I went down to have coffee with a male friend and that psycho followed me and tried to listen in on our conversation like she was going to catch me saying something inappropriate to my friend that would be incriminating and then tell the boy on me. How high school! Then the boy came down to join us for coffee and they actually got along like they were old buddies! That was fantastic! Made my dream day! So let's take stock shall we...... 3 very positive things and one lusty positive thing and all it took was one mind numbingly freaky thing to jolt me awake in a cold sweat! We went back upstairs to our apartment and all of a sudden the boy and I had a baby. I don't know what the hell kind of elevator we were in but let me tell you I won't go into that one in real life. Scary. Wanna know why? I don't remember the labour (maybe that's not the scary part) and this baby was teeny weeny. And it's neck flopped even when I was supporting it. I was swaddling this baby, pardon me, MY baby, and noticed that she (hey at least it was a girl) was poopy so I wanted to change her. As I removed old dirty diaper the baby kind of dragged various body limbs through the "dirt" so I had to now bathe this infant. I remember being very concerned at getting "dirt" on me too so I was holding her like a nuclear reactor, arms straight out parallel to the floor, and then simply running her under the tap in the bathroom sink. I really don't remember it being that easy. However I did remember to test the water temperature with my elbow. I even used baby soap. Then back to the bedroom to replace with a non "dirt" filled diaper and put baby back to bed; well there was no crib to be found. Oh and I couldn't swaddle her properly at all. So I got frustrated and the boy actually cozied her up and put her to bed, in our bed right in the middle. Not like she's gonna roll off, she's a newborn. I was tired too, I felt like a new mother, just drained..... totally out of steam like I have been doing it for hours. Looking after the infant you perverts! I went into check on her and the boy had put her to sleep on the wrong side. So I got all scared of her having SIDS or some other sleeping disorder. He says "Just put Sheba in the room and she'll let us know if anything goes wrong." Who's Sheba you ask..... Well in real life she was my first ever dog, a German Sheppard and the best one ever. She was part of the family before I was, and she was the mother of all dogs. Didn't matter what kind of babies were in the house, humans, kittens she was there ready to mother them. She had 2 rather large litter of puppies herself. We had a cat who had kittens and Sheba couldn't wait for the Dribbles (the mother cat) to go out for a pee break so she could get into that litter box and take care of those kittens. Dribbles would come back in and find all kittens freshly washed by Sheba and dripping in dog slobber. It was hilarious. Back to my dream, one more positive - I finally have a DOG! But this Sheba wasn't a Sheppard, well maybe a Sheppard cross, but definitely with Rotti and Lab traits to her. My perfect dog choice! So in came Sheba to watch over baby and I left the room, just as I was closing the door I awoke. Now lets just brush up on your "January Doesn't Want Babies" history...... I don't want to be a mother. Yes I was drenched in sweat, babies are SCARY! I am fairly certain that this dream just solidified that decision I made oh so long ago. I felt like I was breaking this baby. (shiver) So waking up is now a good thing for more then just knowing I'm not dead! As I was recounting this story to a co-worker this afternoon she asked "What the FUCK did you eat last night????" So note to self: no more french onion soup and reubens for supper!!!

J-BOMB OUT!! (considering a tubalectomy!)

'Tis the Season to Over Indulge!

2006-12-27T11:44:00.000-06:00

And did I ever! I tell ya! I over spent, I over ate and I over slept! It was beautiful! My mommy flew up from Kenora to finish off some of her shopping and then we drove back down together on Friday night. I got some stuff for the girls and for wrapping and stuff like that. Then I went to buy my Aunt's slippers and the debit came back NSF. Ooops! I was doing so well. Ahh well what else is new! So mom paid for gas to get us to Kenora. Sweet huh? We went for lunch with my buddy from volleyball and exchanged Christmas gifts and cards. He gave me 2 more tapestries from Africa. They are so nice. I am gonna frame them and hang them on a wall sometime soon! We went to Joey's for lunch and it was awful! It started off ok except that my buddy was late. But hey traffic was a bitch everywhere that day! Then our server was a bit annoying, everytime we ordered something he gave the description that was in the menu that we had already read which was why we were opting for that item. Then we ordered some appetizers, we had hummus and pita with other toppings and it was great. My friend ordered ginger beef and it was good. So we ordered our main dishes with another long and annoying explanation of what we were ordering. It took a long long time for the food to come out. My mom ordered a beef dip and my buddy had a club house and I had a quesadilla. They brought out my mom's and my buddy's food first. And it was a good five minutes before I got mine. Now if anything should have come out first it should have been the quesadilla cause it's so easy to make. That was weird. Then it turns out that both the other dishes were cold. So it seemed like maybe the guy forgot to order mine and he waited for mine to be done before he brought out the other two dishes. Well that cooled off everything. My buddy sent his back and even his fries were soggy. So they said they would re-make his lunch. My mom's was cold but it's the sort of meal that if it's cool it's still edible. So my buddy's "new" meal comes out and it's just been reheated. The cheese is melted now and so is the lettuce. He just took the chicken out of the bun and ate it. Then the manager came over and he asked if everything was alright and my buddy told him everything, it was kinda cool to see him step up like that. I don't think I have ever seen him do that. So they comped my mom's and buddy's meals and we told the manager that we were kind of in a hurry so we were expecting our check right away but we waited another 15 minutes for the check. It wasn't the greatest experience. Ahh well, then we said our goodbyes, went back to my apartment to get the stuff we bought the night before and loaded up Delilah! That's my cars new name. It's a good skanky name. And she's a red car so I needed a whore-like name for her! Anyways we got on the road after I said goodbye to Mike and got home later that night to Kenora. There are other stories before the Christmas break, but they all have to do with vomiting so I will save the Norovirus fun for another time (Damn you Zenon!) Saturday was a pretty boring day, my mom and I played this stupid computer game for like 8 straight hours and then I made my famous chicken and linguine in a white wine sauce for supper and then we watched "The Devil Wears Prada" and played the game again. That movie is so good. Sunday was the big day. We had a big dinner at my moms and I went off my "no potato" rules for the weekend and it was sooooooooo worth it! My mommy makes the bestest mash potatoes EVER! They were so good! Every last carb! With gravy on top! Merrr (drool)! But for some reason I was in a bad mood. I still don't know why but I was just bitchy as bitchy could be. If any of my family reads this they can attest to that. Then we opened presents which made me in a better mood. I like watching the people open the presents that I bought for them. That's my favourite part of Christmas. My nieces loved the clothes I bought them and they got this neat paint set from Mike and I and I put some other stuff in the same present like hair things and barrettes like that. I got my mom the cordless phone she wanted. It even has an answering machine on it so she has no excuse not to call me back if I leave a message for her. I bought my "big" brother a PS2 game he wanted and I got my dad a couple of DVDs and socks and a shirt. I got a whole bunch of clothes which is cool, I got some silky pj's, I got a gift card to the Bay and Season 7 of Buffy! I am now complete because the boy bought me Season 1 last night at Future Shop for like $20. I am only missing like 2 discs from Season 3 that I lost somehow. I think someone threw them out on me mid spat probably. I got socks that don't fit they are miles too long! We went to my bro's the next day to celebrate with my dad over a early afternoon brunch type of thing. We had cold cuts and cheese and crackers and stuff like that. It was good but I was still full from breakfast. A holiday tradition is steak and eggs Christmas morning with my mom. And we have Arctic Mist. It's yummy! Basically it's O.J. and 7 UP with vodka and blended so it's all frothy! So good! Nothing like starting your day with alcohol! Then it was all relaxing except when my mom would swear like a sailor at the computer game! Kinda funny! She taught me all the good swear words. I think I learned a few new ones this weekend. I went and saw my friends new house on the way back to Winnipeg. Her and her hubby (who are expecting in the spring) bought a house on Redditt Road and it's really nice. A good first house! They can fix it up for cheap and sell it for more. It has a huge basement! A great big deck on the front. Lucky kids! then back I came and went over the the "in-laws" and I got more gifts which was unexpected. I got some really nice slippers and some really good smelling shower gel and chocolates! And then Linda got me this really beautiful Lancome Hypnose perfume set. It a wonderful scent too! I love it. I think I found my signature scent, I got some lotion with it and I am wearing it right now and I smell so pretty! I missed all the drama too while I was in Kenora. The sycophant across the hall went bonkers and freaked out on Mike, Jay and Linda on the busiest day of the year at the store. It started with her calling Mike at like 9AM on saturday just to talk. Mike has been sick for the last week with the flu and hasn't been sleeping well, so this was the first day he got to sleep without interruption from me or the cats and she wakes him. What a stupid bitch! Then she wants him to basically do some Christmas shopping for him. Just go to WalMart and pick up some stuff for a present for a friend of a friend. Mike's been dizzy and vomiting for 3 days, so he said no and hung up on her. She never does anything just to talk, there's always strings attached with this psycho. And Mike can't watch baby so she can walk her ass the 5 minutes to WalMart cause we don't want baby to get sick. So she phoned Jay at work like 12 times and freaked out and said she hated Mike, he is so selfish blah blah blah. Jay's like I can't deal with this it's too busy here right now. Then she calls and talks to Linda and says the same thing except now that she isn't coming over for Christmas and neither is the baby. I thought you selfish fuckin bitch! If there is one person who has done more for her then Linda has I would be shocked and you are going to punish the one person who does everything for you by not letting her see her grandson for Christmas. Such a bitch just cause she can't have her way! I mean really-GROW UP! Spoiled little brat! Mike even said his mom was so mad she called Laura names when she got off the phone with her. I swear if I was there when all of this happened I would have beaten the shit out of her. Ungrateful snot! I was so mad, I still am! I mean Linda has basically raised that kid. Laura hasn't done anything. I mean she forces the kid to sleep 8 times a day so she can sleep all the time, and then when someone else is watching them she demands that they keep the baby awake while they have them, so in reality the people that are watching the baby are doing all the actual parenting work. I mean if that kid wasn't cute I bet Laura wouldn't pay any attention to him at all. The only time she even pays attention to him is if someone is saying how cute the baby is because that's a reaffirmation at that she is cute. The chick drives me insane! But to go after Mike's mom just frosts my nerves. I love that woman, she is one of the most patient and sweet people on the planet Earth and she didn't deserve to have to deal with her at all! Not after everything she does for Logan. You should never bite the hand that feeds you. She hasn't dared to knock on our door since this bullshit started either Mike said. I accidentally took her Christmas present with me to Kenora because I got it and left it in my purse. Mike wasn't going to give it to her he was so mad. But then she realized she would be alone probably because none of her friends can stand to have her over, and brought baby over for Christmas dinner and stayed herself. So she got her food and her presents. Such a selfish spoiled brat! And they all pretended to be nice to her cause if they don't she threatens to take the kid and not let them see him and they love that little boy. You cant help it he's so damned cute! Jay moved out again! Packed his clothes that night and took some important stuff and left. He should have taken the baby with him. Let her deal with trying to get the baby back. That poor kid, I fell so bad for him cause he has a psycho for a mother. He's never going to be number one in her life cause she is her own number one. So sad. Well I got a little ranty at the end here. And it is the end I am tired and need to go home from work now! Yay! These 3 day work weeks are a bitch I tell ya! I think the sponsor word for this blog entry should be bitch! I would like to take this time to thank our sponsor - BITCH for this entry. Thanks BITCH! That's it that's all!
J-BOMB OUT!

Nothing Overly Exciting...

2006-12-14T16:22:00.000-06:00

Hey all! Just thought I would catch you all up about the goings on in my life. Hahaha! There really isn't much to tell. Last week we had our Client Christmas Party next door. It was kinda blah this year. The location was better because it had more room and all but the actually party part of it sucked. I was bored to tears the whole night. The clients that came up were cool, bought it was mostly my fellow employees that annoyed me. We for some bizarre reason let the entire phone room supervisor staff come along. Big mistake! They were supposed to mingle with the guests, they only mingled with eachother. Morons! And they drank to excess. Then some of the new people decided it was time to try and hook up with people. And the person that wanted to hook up with them got mad that they weren't getting any attention. It was all very high schoolish. Then all the good looking clients left by like 7pm. Well that kind of blows my Christmas spirit right there. I dunno it just paled in comparison to last year which was a riot! And we missed a couple of people (wink wink). Then the next day I had my volleyball Christmas party. And that was a good time! We all brought food, and we regifted presents and played a dvd game. Then as the last few of us were leaving Jen discovered her car keys were missing. It turns out they fell into Rom's baby bag somehow and they were on their way to East St Paul. Fun!!! So I drove her to a half way point where Rom brought us the keys and then we went back to Marv's (the house where the party was at) and gathered up her kids and she went home. It was kind of funny. Then we played ball on sunday and we just leveled the other team. It was like playing a bunch of 10 year olds. So we decided to attempt some plays. And it worked out ok. We had fun nonetheless. This week has been ok I guess. Mike went back to work after his knee surgery on Monday. And it only lasted 1 day because from what I hear he stressed himself out and they sent him home. So he was in a "super" mood the rest of this week. Same drama every year. It's getting tiresome. I play my last league night this sunday before the holiday break. I plan on going home on friday the 23rd after work. My mom might be up so I will have some company on the way home. Plus she will be in my car so I get to rule the music! HAHAHA! I'm such a "trip commander". Inside joke! (wink) Well it's just about quitting time here so I am gonna go and clean up some stuff and head home. See ya all later. I probably won't update again before the holidays so

Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year. May the best of 2006 be the worst of 2007! (figure it out!!)

J-BOMB OUT!

Everything Is Even Steven....But Who Is This Steven Guy Who Is So Even???

2006-11-27T18:57:00.000-06:00

Hello again everyone! Hope things in your respective worlds have been good for you. Things here have been pretty calm considering the time of year it is. It gets a bit insane for the boy at this time. He doesn't really get any time off (not even for good behaviour). He works at a toy store and with it being Christmas season it stands to reason he works like a dog. I haven't really seen too much of him in the past 2-3 weeks. Probably explains why we've been mostly getting along eh? Haha. What else can I tell ya? Went to Kenora a couple of weeks back for my niece's birthday and it was fun. Went to the 94th Grey Cup here in Winnipeg and it was AWESOME! Even if my Bombers weren't in it. But I had fun there, and Nelly Furtado was HOT! Good times were had by all. I wasn't really paying much attention to the game though. It was a pretty boring game. Not alot going on. No big blowout but not alot of tension either. The night before the Grey Cup we went out to The Keg with friends (Mel and Zenon) and it was of course a great night! Had a good dinner. Not a great dinner but it was good. Everyone’s steak was somewhat under cooked. Even for me and I like it moo-ing almost. I like a very thick red strip in my steak. But this was chewy red, but so tasty. I didn't even partake in the potato. I had rice. And it came with these amazing shrimp with cheese on them. That made the dinner plate for me. And we shared Szechwan green beans as an appetizer and they were genius! We had desserts too. We never do that. But the company was good, even though they left out the most important part, the baby boy! But I can forgive it. I don't think he would appreciate the steak yet. Being not even 1 yet. Then we went home. It was nice. Very enjoyable. Volleyball has been ok so far. We did go down a tier but we should pretty much dominate and move up again next round. We kicked some booty last weekend! It was great! I got to be on the radio this week. I put in the Office Mix on a local radio station Q94 and I got to talk to the deejay and introduce some songs on air. It was taped over the phone of course but it was funny, and there was even a bit of witty banter. Thanks for the call Mel!! That was funny! I mostly giggled through the whole thing. We got some cool "swag" too. A free copy of U2 18 singles, and a dinner at Shannon's Irish Pub and a couple of passes to the movie "The Holiday" that they are presenting. Even Pete caught some of my performance where I said that Ticketmaster were good guys! We've had so many new guys in our office lately, we had our newest tech leave on holidays the day before the Grey Cup, so we had to pull in Tech from other cities. So a guy from Edmonton and a guy from Calgary came in last week. It was neat cause I got to communicate with them for about a week prior to them coming down about whether or not they would even have rooms to stay in cause it was Grey Cup here and the city was at like 95% capacity in hotel room. So we would email back and forth about cost and stuff, and I could only get one room for them to share on one of the nights so I said that Hey it has a King bed and a hot tub - have fun! It all turned out, I worked some magic at one of the hotels close to us and got them in there for most of their stay. I hadn't met one of them yet but they were at the game but I didn't get to meet them cause they were in a different section. So on Monday morning one of them walked in and I swear I almost went slack-jawed. This was the HOTTEST guy I have ever seen in person before. He walks in and introduces himself and I can hardly make words come out of my mouth. So I show him in and go back to my desk and immediately call the girls at the supervisor desks in the phone room and tell them to go to Tech for ANY reason necessary. Danielle calls me back and says "When he walked in the phone room every girl stopped their call to stare, and maybe a few guys too!" Just stupid pretty this guy is. It was a good week. Gotta love the menu, cause I can look I just can't order off of it. And then at the end of the week we all went out for lunch, or at least we were supposed to and it ended up just being this guy and some of the girls from the office, but we had a good lunch and he bought. I thought that was super, super nice. Didn't know nice guys came that good looking. So all the girls had nice hair that week, it was kinda funny. I don't think he quite knew what to do with it. But our office is severely missing that one special hot hot hot guy, and we got him for a week. I mean we have good looking guys in our office, but this guy was just - wow! Now we have another guy in and he's cute too, I don't know what they feed their Techs out west but we ought to adopt the same diet for out here. We haven't had a cute tech since George left (heheheheh!), and considering what we had to look at before George in the Tech world, well damn this was all just too sudden. I shoulda downloaded a virus just to get him at my desk more often. Just kidding. Of course it's all just for fun, I mean I love my boy and he's a handsome feller too. Nice ass! Well I guess I have used up this spot pretty good. I will be back sooner then later I am sure! Have a good week all!!! J-BOMB OUT!

This and That

2006-11-04T13:18:00.000-06:00

Hello all! I know it's been a while, just about a month. I was a little bored maybe since the past drama I guess. Which is good for me personally, but boring reading for my blog. Not that alot of people read my blog (Thanks Jenn and George!) Things have been ok I guess for the past couple of weeks. Been busy at work, which keeps me out of trouble. Still playing volleyball 2-3 times a week. Hosted a mini-dinner party for Mike, me, Mel, Zenon and baby Ben. I even blew off volleyball for it. Nice me huh?!?! It was so much fun too. I made Lasagna and garlic toast and caesar salad. It all went over well. Although Mel and Zenon had to eat in shifts. One watches Ben and then the other eats. Zenon got the first eating shift the lucky bastard. I don't mean to toot my own horn but there were some lovely sounding yummy noises that were very much appreciated. And Mel made the most amazing thing for dessert. It's like a chocolate chip cookie cake. AWESOME! It really was a chocolate chip cookie the size of a cake, and it was sooooo good. I still drool as I think about it, and this was a couple of weeks ago now. So we decided to do this like once a month and make an evening out of it. One couple makes the dinner and the other makes the dessert. Who ever makes the dinner hosts it at their place. IT was funny cause Zenon and Mel are Coke drinkers and Mike and I are not. So when I went to go and get all the stuff for the makings I bought a two litre of Coke, then when Mike came home he had a two litre of it too, and then when they came over they had a two litre as well. Too funny and of course they didn't take it with them so we had 3 two litres of Coke in the apartment. We still have a litre left. I find Coke gives me chest pains. Strange. Then after dinner we played a half version of Trivial Pursuit. Instead of using the board, which takes forever and a day, we just asked eachother questions and whoever answered 20 right first wins. I WON!!! NEENER NEENER NEENER!!!!! I rule all!! In fact I got an email that stated that fact nicely the other day. You input your name and it tells you what you were destined to be. And mine was a nice confirmation of what I have always known, I am supposed to be emperor of all the world!!! Want to know what you are supposed to be, leave a comment with your first and last name and I will tell you what you are supposed to be. This will be fun.
Volleyball has been up and down, we have been playing well just not well enough to win. The team cohesion is wearing down. And it never helps that we seem to be playing with different people every time. We need to win our next two games or we will move down to the last tier - AGAIN! I don't want to do that. Lorne finally joined our team, which is nice to add some depth and height to our team. We should be able to win this game tomorrow. We play at 11 AM though. That sucks. Plus tonite I am in an all night volleyball social tournament. I don't really know how it works but hopefully it will be fun. I think it will. But I won't be drinking I don't think, not if I have to play the next morning. Then after the Sunday league game I will play again at 5:30 with the same group in the social tournament. It's fun! I just dyed my hair.... I can't tell what it looks like yet though cause it's still wet. I am getting antsy though, I may have go and take a peek ......................still to hard to tell it just looks wet-dark. I could blow dry it but that just takes away from the excitement! I can wait ........ can you? You can't??? Are you sure??? Alright then I shall go and look just for you then . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . DAMMIT! It's just dark :( I wanted Auburn not chocolate! This is very disappointing! :( Well at least the grays are gone! That's a glass half full outlook I guess I can try out. Not to mention how nice my hair smells....sniff. I love that smell. And the new body soap I bought smells really good too, I smell like a perfume counter. I kinda like it though. Well I am off now, I got laundry to do and other boring monotonous crap.
J-BOMB! OUT!

Accidental Glitch or Not?

2006-10-11T17:09:00.000-05:00

Ok so I had a post that I put up last wednesday, and it was a pretty personal and angry post. I think also it was some of my best writing in it. Basically it was an email fight between me and the boy about going out with a male friend of mine. I said I wanted to go out for dinner to catch up with my dear friend, whom I haven’t seen for a month. He’s been away in Africa doing some really good stuff with the company he works for. I told the boy that I was going to go out for dinner with him and he freaked out but not until a day later when the email happened. To make a long story less long, he said go out for dinner with him and find a new place to live. I took great offence to this threat and felt like he didn’t trust me to hang out with him. Like I would jump this guy’s bones right at dinner on the table. Or that this guy would try it with me. And that’s just laughable as it is. There is zero romantic energy between my friend and me. None. I tried to explain that fact I don’t know how many times (even before this debacle) but to avail. So I ceded the dinner for a lunch. I emailed back my friend and he was a little shocked that the boy takes this stance with him. And I agree, it’s very insulting, to both of us. And the boy knows my friend as well, it’s not like they are total strangers. But I guess I kind of leaned on my friend (as friends do) when the boy and I were having issues at the beginning of summer. And really it wasn’t even that big of a deal. So back to the issue at hand. The boy said he would have felt better if we had been going out to dinner with a group of people, or had lunch instead of dinner. So group sex and lunch time quickies are ok then? Har har. So we went to Olive Garden and we didn’t even decide that until the day we went for lunch. He beat me there cause traffic was insane. So I go up to the table and he has this really pensive look on his face. I think he was half expecting the boy to be with me. So we had a good talk, and he told me he fell in love in Africa with someone. I was tickled. I love it when my friends have good news when my life sucks. There of course are some strings for the poor guy but hey he doesn’t ever seem to fall for the easy ones. Do you? Anyways, lunch was good, I even got presents! He brought back mahogany and iron wood bracelets and a handmade tapestry. I thought that was sweet. He asked if I was allowed to accept them, I was like eff’n rights man, I love presents! Gimme, gimme, gimme! My friend was concerned about what was going on. And we talked about it and he had some sage advice for a guy who’s never been in a relationship. Thanks man. I came home after work and listened to aggressive music very loudly. It was a nice release. I love to play the music really loud and attempt to sing along. So I sing? Umm not even a little bit but I can dream can’t I? The boy comes home and we have a decent night. He spent a good chunk of it over at his brothers, again. Whatever. The next day I was heading out to Kenora for Thanksgiving weekend. I was so looking forward to turkey and ham, no mash potatoes but hey that’s ok. My mom has sucky mash potatoes; at least that was what I was telling myself in order to not feel too upset about not getting to have any. Sour grapes are GREAT! I drove at a decent pace all the way. And I had this little cat and mouse game with an older model Honda Accord. And the driver was an older model too. Ha! From about the end of the 4 way highway to the bypass turn off that heads into Kenora we kept passing each other in long line ups. It was kinda funny. So when the highway splits he takes the ‘Toban way into Kenora. That’s when you get off the highway to go through Keewatin. Only ‘Tobans do that. The other way is quicker. And as he’s going off the ramp on the right he’s speeding up so that he’s right beside my right side. Then he waves. Odd. A little disconcerting even. So I give a timid little wave and hit the gas. Had a good afternoon with my mom and then we went to my brother’s house for cake and coffee for my niece’s 9^th birthday. I can’t believe she is 9 now. Just yesterday she was like 2 in my head. And she got the cutest hair cut. She looks like a little lady now. I got her Hallowe’en costume for her birthday present. She wanted to be a vampire. Easy enough. Got her some fake blood and teeth and nails and stuff. And I got this wicked Nikki Six wig for her but I think my brother is gonna wear it instead. He’s such an 80’s guy! All of the nieces and nephews from my sister in laws side were over. What a bunch of pretty little girls in that family. Boy oh boy. And they all look like their mothers, but they don’t look like each other, and all the mothers are sisters. It’s funny. I get back home and mom and I decide to play Canasta. We haven’t played that in a while. I won the first game and she won the second. It was pretty late by the time we finished playing so she went to bed and I went on the computer to check my email. And there it was. Oilerman had made a comment on my blog, so I thought wow, he must be pissed. I log into my blog to read the comment, and the entry is no longer there. So I go back and read my email and he explains that he accidentally deleted the post when he meant to delete his comment that he posted twice. I’m thinking, tha’ts impossible to do unless you are logged in as an administrator. Well as it turns out I had been logged into my blog at one point on his browser as an administrator and it kept me that way the next time he viewed my blog. So he claimed that all he meant to do was delete the comment he made, but somehow he not only deleted the my entry from the blog site but he also deleted it out of the history. The blog title doesn’t’ even come up. I am totally pissed now. He was pissed too because the entry I made had excerpts from our email fight. He thought I was invading his privacy by posting that email on the net. I didn’t post his email address, just parts that were pertinent to the argument. He thought I was making him out to be the bad guy. Derr. So he posted to that fact, and because he’s the one who posted it originally I am going to include it on this entry. He says:

“I may as well comment to this. I guess I could act like you and find a rather public format to drag your name through mud day in and day out. It's like you've written a diary, and left it open to everyone but myself. Maybe if you communicated half as much as this to me, you wouldn't be on trying to tell the world how evil of a person I am. I guess its considered cool to publish a private conversation between a girlfriend and boyfriend for all too see. I'll re-read all of the text later to match it to the emails... since I run the chance that the letters have been edited. I'm not here to comment on what your latest issue is. Perhaps I should tape record all of our conversations, take issue with you, and then play them over the intercoms at work one day to garner the public's opinion. I'm sure they enjoy a good soap opera as much as the next person. I am firmly and resolutely certain that you would not appreciate such an action the slightest bit. Don't bother comparing the two... as your blog is listed as a signature in the bottom of every email you send to anyone. That's just as much advertisement as I could muster by playing recorded conversations over a loudspeaker in a store full of people. If you become even more popular on here, I'll step it up to a busy saturday afternoon at a large shopping mall Public Announcement system. You get the point. I hope. I wonder if people are asking you why your still with such a close minded heathen of a man? What do you tell them? You're just a sucker for punishment? You're doing God's work by trying and trying to change the pitifully awful person you call your boyfriend? Or that I'm just a stepping stone until something better comes along? Have no where else to go? Blog about that question next, please. We've also had a ton of good times together. Other people have blogs that discuss the good things in their lives. If you're such a positive person, you could have made quite a few entries of all the good times you've had. Did you? I've read your posts just as everyone else has. No sense in getting into banter about this point after my post, because we both know deep down the good has outweighed the bad by a fair margin. I state this to question the perspective you are broadcasting to everyone.
I am real disappointed. People need to vent, I understand that. But personal emails? I see no responses yet. Maybe people feel kinda weird about that. How would you feel? Well, I've lived with you for about 8 years now. I'm pretty sure I know how you'd feel.
I guess I've had a chance now to come in and write rebuttals to this. However, this is your blog. Online diary if you well. One writes ( types ) their feelings in here and that's pretty much that. I could have come in and also listed pages of things that you do like about me, or all the decent things I've done. You'd agree with them too. I know you would. I have no doubt about it. But those are things we share together, aren't they? Is that why you leave them out of your blog? I don't go around only showing what I dislike about you to everyone I know. I wish you wouldn't either. We both possess qualities that we're proud to tell others of and the same qualities are why we're still with each other for so long.
Now I know you'll end up responding, but instead of instantly responding.. first, just really read what I've said. I love you. Don't do something like this post again. I know you wouldn't like it.”

Ok so you got some stuff off of your chest. And yes you made some good points. I however do have a few counter points. Of all the entries on my blog I have only slagged you really bad since we broke up. That’s par for the course. And let’s face it, it hasn’t been all sweetness and light since we decided to get back together either. All the good stuff that has happened between us has happened before I started this blog. Aside from the engagement that is and I blogged that the day after it happened. A blog is about venting and getting emotions out that you aren’t prepared to say to someone in person. And honestly I didn’t even want you reading it if I can be very blatant, not because I didn’t want you to read what I was saying about you specifically but because I didn’t want to have to censor myself – period. But what you aren’t understanding or taking into consideration I guess is that wounds take time to heal. And sweetheart there were some fairly large emotional wounds that happened that night. It was devastating. I had a future laid out for us and then in one foul swoop it was gone, and not just gone but destroyed. That takes time to rebuild. Trust, which was what the original post pretty much centred around, has to be re-established. Now to the fact that I took an email word for word and put in on the blog, fine I won’t take a personal email between us and post it. But now think about why you are really mad about it. Could it be because it showed some colours you do your best to hide from everyone who isn’t me? Because maybe people would take my side? You might have to face that you were being unreasonable. That’s something that maybe you need to live with. As to the question as to what I am doing with you still after everything, it’s called hope. Hope that we can work it out. Hope that we can make it happen. Hope that we can mend what went wrong and not make the same mistakes. 8 years is a long time to be with one person. It’s hard to throw that away. Even over fundamental differences that we do have. So meet me half way is all I ask. Please.

J-BOMB out.

Shine On

2006-09-18T16:53:00.000-05:00

If you will indulge me I would like to add my two cents on the Montreal violence that occurred just last week. It's actually taken me about this long to formulate some thoughts beyond emotion about this subject. Having been through a similar situation in Calgary, however much less tragic as no one died, it made me feel…. what I am not sure. I just know it disturbed me to the point of not being able to express these sensations with words. I just kept thinking, why does this keep happening even after everything that was learned from Montreal 17 years ago and Columbine just 7 years ago. Maybe the extremes to which the States have gone to with metal detectors at school entrances isn’t a bad idea after all. And I keep wondering what was going through this guys head that made him take an arsenal of weapons to a school which hasn’t even been determined whether or not he was a student of. I keep thinking that he must have been really pissed off, or mad at someone there but it doesn’t follow along the evidence that has so far been uncovered. And he was 25 so it’s not like you could blame it on bullying, because by that age you should know how to deal with your feelings better then to pick up an assault rifle and take matters into your own hands. So then I just get mad at him. Like he would care if he knew I was angry with him for taking someone’s life I didn’t even know. And then his mom says he was a nice kid, always smiling and things like that. If you notice through out the bible and mythology when describing all things evil, they are usually grinning and seem happy. Why, because they know what they are doing is wrong and they know they are going to get away with it. Just like this guy did. So maybe he was evil in the true and most frightening sense of the word. Does that explain it away? No, not so much for me. What made this guy evil? Where did he get the right to take away someone’s life because he was mad? Who gave him that unlimited power to decide who lives or dies? These are the questions that have kept me awake for a week. Is it morbid that I want to know these things? I don’t think it is. It’s human nature to want to have an explanation to why bad things happen or why bad people do what they do. I feel bad for his mom. She must be just devastated that her son did these things. And that’s what he was, he was someone’s son that was loved. He had family and friends and a home. And in one brief and excruciating decision he threw it all away. My god why? Why on earth would you want to give that up? I can’t imagine taking my own life away from my family, because in that moment your family gets taken away from you. I couldn’t live without my family. And I couldn’t live with myself if I felt what it was like to take a light from someone else’s family. To deliberately take away the life of another, someone who is loved and loves, someone who is bright and young and has so many possibilities laid before her, someone who’s lit up a room for someone else, because we do that for someone out there. Whether or not we know it, we make people happy just by showing up, being there. To those of you, who do that for me, thank you. Maybe he didn’t have someone who did that for him. But I bet he did it for someone. And now that someone doesn’t have that light anymore. He made a decision, one solitary action that changed the course of that person’s life. Maybe we should all act like we light up someone’s life and we would be better for it. Less selfish and ignorant towards one another. Maybe we should tell someone that they light up your day. Maybe if someone had told him that, she would still be here. And even as I type that sentence out I see how it shifts blame and I apologize for that. Maybe don’t do it for him, do it for her. So I challenge who ever reads this blog, tell someone who lights up your day that they light up your day. Let go of the worry of feeling awkward or weird about it, just do it. See the reaction you get. So here it goes, to the people who light up my day: Darlene, Gary, Curtis, Colleen, Rachelle, Amelia, Christopher, Jana, Chris, Mike, Linda, Aunty J, Hope, Louis, Keila, Zenon, Mel, Benjamin, Chewie, Roxilana, The Petes, Brandy, Lorne, Chris, Sue, Ken, Tyler, Larry, Jeff, Todd, Riot, Sean, Melissa, Bruce, Sherri, Scott, Gio, Peter, Melissa, Danna, Jenn, Jeff, Amy, Jarrett, Sharon, Jen, Clarissa, Arlene, Rom, Victor, Denise. And to those who lit it up while their candle was still burning: Auntie Mar, Uncle Don, Gramma Ethel, Grandpa Duke. Thank you all so much for your parts in lighting up my day.

J-BOMB! OUT!

The Come Uppances Just Keep Comin'!!!

2006-09-12T14:31:00.000-05:00

Hey All! And by all I mean Jenn. Ha! So we ended last week with a nice little raise in my salary, and last Friday was payday so I got my new payday amount and it wasn't great but it's still more. The nicest thing was that they paid it retroactive from July 31st. I didn't realize that was happening. I mean I remember Pete showing me the date and it said July 31st but I thought it was just a typo. So I got some good money this payday. Unfortunately it's almost all gone. But I got some stuff done with it that needed to be done. I paid some rent, my car, the insurance for the car and the credit card. I feel very accomplished. Last week we played our finals for Volleyball. Sunday we only got 3rd. But I got the MVP and the Sportsmanlike vote on one of our games! We took the number one spot on Tuesday. We had a good game too but it was getting late and we played our last and decisive match in the dark almost. It was a good game too and it was close and we got to play our favourite team, Sun of a Beach for the title. We love that team. So much fun to play against and usually good competition. I had a doctor's appointment on the Thursday for a procedure to use a semi-permanent form of birth control. It wasn't the most pleasant procedure. Let's just say if I wasn't having kids before due in large part to the fear of phucking up kids royally as a parent then the pain of child birth put it over the edge for me. She (the doctor) said I was experiencing what women in labour with minor contractions felt when they are expanding in the cervical area. Minor contractions.... I can't even imagine what the major ones would be like. Forget it! The apparatus that was used was $360. So the boy paid for that nicely, but he also knew that my insurance was reimbursing me for it 100%. Otherwise he might not have. I mean in the past 8 years I have paid for my birth control pills up until 6 months ago or so. And at $15 a month and 84 months of us being together, that's $1260 of birth control that I paid for, cause I can think of maybe a handful of times that he paid for them. And I didn't have insurance for alot of that time either. And he's asked me 3 times if I sent in the receipt for it yet. Ridiculous. But I digress. That night we had volleyball and I had such bad cramps from the doctor appointment. I was a bit grouchy. But I soldiered on. Oh my god I can't believe I said that. Anyways we beat one of our most hated teams to get to the finals. Then we played our most liked team and technically we tied because we only got 2 games in and we won one and they one the other and we beat each other by the same margin. But our team ceded the championship to them because we joined the league late and they played more then we did and they only played with 3 people and played well. And I got to see Riot! We like Riot. I probably mentioned that dog once or twice before in a prior rant. That's Tall Guy Todd's dog. I asked him to breed Riot with another dog and train a puppy and give it to me. Heh, I don't think he will. But puppy is so cute! So well behaved! Perfect dog. Anyway by the time volleyball was done Thursday it was too cold to go for drinks after I guess cause everyone left. Then Friday I had the day off because I was going to Kenora to babysit the girls while my brother and his wife went on a romantic rendez vous for their 10th Anniversary. How sweet! I had been looking forward to this for like a month now! I love it when I get to spend time with my girls cause they are always so good for me and me alone. Heh! Cause I am "the sweetest, prettiest, nicest hair and I smell like a rose Auntie" according to the youngest one Amelia. Hehehehe, she might be my favourite. Nahh I love em both too much to measure it. The first night we went to the movies and saw "Barnyard" and I highly recommend it! It was so good! Loved it and the kids were the best ones in the theatre. They never talked or walked around or anything. I mean there were some older kids ahead of us that kept talking through the poignant parts of the movie and it was driving me crazy so I shushed them a few times. I felt old after that. Then this little 3 year old behind us kept walking back and forth between parents and yacking and pulling my hair as she used the back of our seats to steady herself as she walked. I didn't even have to have the no talking or no moving talk with my girls before we got there, they just knew better. Then we went home and they had their baths and made no bones about going to bed. We went Walmart the next day and because they were such good kids I bought them each a toy. then that night we went to Gramma's for supper. And they were good there too. They played with Nordika and Annie. And we took Nord for a walk. She doesn't walk so well on a leash but that's not her fault, we never taught her that. Then we watched a movie "RV" and it was pretty funny. We stayed up a bit later though to play Go Fish, and I won everytime thank you! I am so good at that game! I challenge anyone to try and beat me at it! Heh. Then the next morning they played and let Auntie sleep in a bit. Then we cleaned up the bedrooms and the living room and I cleaned up in the kitchen. I was supposed to go for lunch with Brandy but didn't get a chance cause Curt and Colleen came back later then expected and I had to feed the kids lunch. We had Kraft Dinner and it was yummy. Then Curt and Colleen came back and about 5 minutes after that the girls started fighting with each other. Funny how that works. But they were so good all weekend. We watched the first 2 quarters of the football game. Kinda funny cause my brother doesn't watch football, so I was explaining football to a guy. Cause I would woohoo a first down and he would asked "What does the 10 in the 1st and 10 mean?" Hahaha. He's a hockey person. And honestly he's not the most athletic person either. I'm better at sports then he is. So I had to get ready for my volleyball banquet that night and I decided it made more sense to stay in Kenora until like 4 or so and then head to Winnipeg because the banquet started at 6. Just go straight there from Kenora. Then I didn't have to go all the way to my place get ready and fight traffic in the city. It's alot easier to fight highway traffic then city. So I did my hair and I had bought a new pair of jeans and a top on sale before I left Winnipeg on Friday and I even put on make up. Headed out on the highway a little after 4 and of course I left behind a brush. I always leave something behind, it gives me an excuse to come back. Heh! SO I am driving on the highway and second guessing the top I am wearing because everytime I look down I see ALOT of cleavage. So I had another shirt with me in case of this exact reasoning. I like the shirt though. And I thought well I need to change this top before I get to the banquet or it will look dumb going in in one shirt and leaving in another one. So I figured I would do a quick switcharoo on the highway as I was driving. And I am trying to run the logistics of this through my head so that I don't have to be nekked from the waist up for very long. I finally manage to get the shirt I want to wear out of my duffle bag and that was a feat on it's own. So I am thinking....so I take part of the current shirt off and then put the other half of the new shirt on or take the current shirt up so it's only around my neck and then throw the other one on over top of that and slip the arms through? Well it seems that the second option was a bit more dangery then I thought cause I nearly hit the ditch on the first attempt. And then this Lexus comes screaming up behind me as I am pulling the old shirt over my head so I have to nix the change over in a hurry. Did I mention I am travelling at about 115 km/h? So he finally gets ahead of me far enough to get this party started. And I notice another car behind me getting closer so I figure that's it the transfer has to get made and NOW! So I whip off one top and on with the other. It took about 15 seconds in total. I was quite proud of myself and I let out a little giggle too. Heheheh just like that. Get to the banquet and I am the first from my team to get there and I sat with Scott and Gio, a good hubby and wife from another team. They are good people. So we sat and drank and laughed and then some others started to saunter in from my team. Ken and his wife and Tyler and his girlfriend and then Sue came with her hubby a little later. We were all taking pictures and having fun and then the food came. And it was good food let me tell ya. We had Roast Beef and carrots and beans and coleslaw and caesar salad and oh it was so good. And did I mention FREE! It was part of our league fees. And there was like 60 people or so there. My Club Desire (which is a gay bar here in Winnipeg) people were there. They are the team on Sunday nights that beat us out of playing for the finals. Awesome players! They were the ones that gave me MVP and Sportsmanlike. Dar even invited me to a party at his place that night to celebrate. So we are all having fun and finished eating and then the they started the trophy ceremonies. I couldn't believe how many he gave out. Sean really outdid himself on this banquet. He did just an awesome job. I got nominated for Most Sportsmanlike on Thursday nights which was a complete shock mostly because no one swears more then I do on the courts. But I don't swear at the other team or my team mostly at myself when I screw up. But it's more funny then offensive. I do get alot of laughs. Is that good though? But I was nominated against Melissa from Sun of a Beach and Bruce (my good buddy) from Sand In Our Shorts. I didn't have a prayer. Tall Guy Todd had 5 noms all together. All MVP noms mind you. Well he better at 6'6". He is a great player. He was up against Ken on a couple too. We whooted and hollered for his noms everytime he was named. Ken too, and Gio too. Scott got nom'd too for a Sportsmanlike nod. so they are getting through the noms and it's coming up to my category and bruce just showed up a few minutes before the category so he was shocked he was in it. So they are naming the nom's and Sean says "From 3 Hits January" and the whole Club Desire table just erupts it was so funny! And then they mentioned the winner and Sean says "Ok you guys you voted for her, January from 3 Hits!" I was SHOCKED!!!! SHOCKED!!! I didn't think I would even get nom'd but then to win it was awesome! I go up there and I'm like "Ok you people played against me... seriously? Sportsmanlike??" I was laughing and smiling it was so funny. I think even my knees were shaking a bit. I got another nom for Sportsmanlike for the playoffs. And Melissa got the same nom in that category. But who we were up against got it over us which was cool. Got my picture taken for the website! Check it out after Sept. 17th for pics www.cavalierinn.mb.ca. Then Ken went up for two MVP's that he tied for with Tall Guy Todd. Then our team went up for coming in 3rd on Sundays, 1st on Tuesdays and 2nd on Thursdays. So I will have lots of pics on that site come the 17th. Heehehehe. My ass even got pinched! Well it was by Dar who's gay but hey action's action baby! And I might even go so far as to say it's the best action in a while too. Sense the tone! Then they had a silent auction and I didn't win anything and then everyone pretty much left. So went home and showed off my trophy and then got lambasted for having two drinks over a 4.5 hour period and then driving home. Not to mention the amount of food I ate and anyone at the banquet can attest to it. I didn't go up for seconds or anything but my plate was fairly heap worthy. It was just stupid. I am not a drunk driver, I had two drinks over a long period and that was it. That is my limit, I don't have more then that. So that rained all over my pretty parade. He must have known he pissed me off cause he slept on the couch. But of course he'll just say it was from him being mad at me for drunk driving. Evs! Then last night I was about to finish up supper just waiting for the rice and I said something to him about him doing something that was annoying me and he made a snide remark like, "Hey at least I am not drinking and driving." So I left and went out for a bit and said your dinner is done when the dinger goes off and went out for an hour or so. Came home and contemplated not eating cause everything I made he had paid for. But I was hungry and he can kiss my ass. Then I dyed my hair (and it's an awesome red by the way) watched some dvd's cause I still have no cable and then went to bed and you can guess where he slept again. I have to say that I think he has slept more on the couch then in the bed since we moved back in together. Hang on I gotta go home and I will finish up from there.
Ok so I should have stayed at work cause I am on my way home and I got rear ended at a set of lights. Fantastic. 4 cars involved, Me the car behind me the car behind her and the car behind her. I think what happened was I was halfway through the intersection, like maybe a quarter of my car was in the intersection and the girl behind me stopped behind that and then the girl behind her hit her and she hit me. The a guy came up behind the third car and hit her. I think he gets the short end of the stick cause he only caused but didn't take damage. So we all exchanged info and I honestly don't know what to do next. I can't wait for youknowwho to get home. It should be interesting. He better not be a dick cause I couldn't bear it right now. He'll sleep on the balcony tonite if he does. Anyways gotta go find out who to call. Fun fun fun. Not the happy ending I wanted this post to have.
J-BOMB! OUT! And feeling a little achy already!

Moving Sucks the Big One!

2006-08-31T11:56:00.000-05:00

Ok so it is the end of the month and finally last night at 10pm I finished the last of the moving tasks that needed to be done. We have been cleaning and emptying that eff'n apartment for a week and a half now. And I am beat! My arms and shoulders are killing me, I need a good kneading to get rid of the knots in my shoulders from the washing of walls and floors. Not to mention the need to get rid of the fume headache from the oven cleaner. Even the fume free shyte has side effects. Oh and some industrial strength pain relievers from the fighting would be nice too. I really wish that we had a third party there, then the tension wouldn't be so bad. It didn't matter what I did, I just did it wrong it seemed. And anytime I thought I had a better idea it wasn't worth his time. Very annoying. And then he would get pissed because I had volleyball on some nights. But I helped when I was done. It's not like I abandoned him. Plus we were in playoffs so I couldn't just not show. Then last night he had to work late so I went to get some more cleaning supplies and stuff before I got there to finish up and there was just some scuff marks and floor washing to do. Can I just say that Mr Clean Magic Erasers are phucking BRILLIANT! Seriously, I think whoever has the patent on those little things should get a Nobel prize. It's genius! It saved me a good two hours of cleaning. It did everything! So at about 8:20 or so he calls and asks if I am going to be there for another hour or so and if I am then he will come and help, so I said that I would, cause I was hurting and needed the help (but I didn't tell him that last part). So 9:50 rolls around and he still isn't there and I am finishing up taking the majority of the stuff downstairs to my car and comes sauntering up with slurpees in hand. Well I was under the impression that he said he would be there in the hour, coming directly from work which is only a 25 minute (at the maximum) drive away at that time of night. No I think he actually went home and pissed around before he came to the old apartment. I was pretty ticked because I was waiting for him to get there and help and as you are waiting and it's not happening you naturally become more and more perturbed. So he comes upstairs to get the last 4 things in the apartment to put in the cars. He gets the stereo and some other crap, and I asked him where his slurpee was like 3 times and he didn't answer me. I wanted to carry his slurpee down for him so we didn't have to make another useless trip up there to get a friggin slurpee. And he yells at me "I don't know where I put it and I can't carry it my hands are kinda full. I have had a bad day at work and people have treated me like shit all day, I don't need this!" Well fuck you too! I mean really, I wasn't asking him to carry his own slurpee I just wanted to know where it was so I could get it for him and I figured it was an obvious reason as to why I was asking where it was not telling him not to forget it. Grab a brain now. Then he goes to the elevator with his hands full and doesn't even hold it for me, as I was carrying a box with two slurpees in it and the vacuum cleaner. Thanks so much really. And I am sure he'd have an excuse for that too if I bothered to ask, I just couldn't care less to hear it. I didn't want to hear why he was so late either or why he had a shitty day at work. I was too mad to be compassionate or sympathetic. Besides I had a fabulous day at work. It has a small story to go with the big story so bear with me. On Tuesday I took the day off of work to clean my apartment and get things moving. As we were at the old apartment, the phone rang and it was this place I had applied for a position at in the Canad Inns Corporate office. They needed a corporate receptionist. It sounded pretty interesting as I was talking with the lady about the position. She offered me an interview for Thursday which I happily accepted. So I was feeling pretty good ego wise here. I always think I have a shitty resume when it comes to applying for a job but this is twice in two weeks my resume has impressed someone. So a-woohoo for me. The person on the phone asked me what my salary expectations would be and asked what I was making currently and I told her and she said well they think they would be offering more than that but she wouldn't elaborate as to how much more. So I finished up at like 4:45pm at the apartment because I still had to go home take another shower and feed the cats before volleyball. So me leaving didn't go over too well. Too bad! I finished volleyball pretty early by like 8:30 so I decided to go back to the apartment and help him finish up. Well he had alot done. He cleaned out the fridge and the rest of the smaller rooms and stuff. I was really glad he got that much done. I think we both work better independently from each other. But when you say you are going to help in a certain time frame BE THERE! So back to work Wednesday, and all was copasetic. Did I mention I hate the new extra 10 minute drive to work now!?!?! Anyways, I was at work drinking my coffee and reading the paper and Peter calls me into his office and has someone covering the front desk. I thought oh crap maybe they found out I put my resume out there. So I am super nervous going into this meeting. Well it couldn't have gone any better because I walked out with substantial raise! I am now making a fifth of my old wage more. WOOHOO!!!!!!!! And I thought that the other job probably wasn't going to give me more than that. And now I don't lose my RRSP's or my 5 years. So cool!! I can't wait for this new amount on my cheques. I so need the extra money! I'm tired of this paycheque to paycheque B.S. I am 30 years old almost I should be able to sock away some cash. So this week has been a downer and an upper overall. I couldn't be happier about the work thing because it wasn't the job I didn't like or the people I worked for, it was the money I wasn't getting for the job I was performing. So there we go, I took a blog that could have been totally miserable and made it end on a optimistic note. Wow that's impressive for me. I must say I am sort of shocked I managed that. Maybe I have a whole new leaf turning thing happening. Oh well we'll see..... Stay tuned!

J-BOMB! OUT!

Over-React Much?

2006-08-23T15:03:00.000-05:00

Well, here I am. I know it hasn't been that long since the last entry but I had some interesting turn of events in the last week or so that I thought bore a blog debut. It started sort of while I was in Kenora. We found out that my Uncle Duke was moving from his home of about 20 years in Fernie BC to Fort MacMurray for a job opportunity. And what an opportunity it was. He stands to make a great deal of money in the next 6 years or so and good on him since he's retiring soon. So after my mom was done talking to him she said that maybe I should be looking into moving out there too for some sort of future. I feel bad because I have a future that I haven't told her about so I was stuck just playing along to appease her. Just to avoid a bad confrontation. I sent out 4 resumes to jobs in Fort Mac. Ok fine to make it stop, that what I did. Nothing really wrong with it, it seemed innocent. Well nothing is ever as it seems. I started to think "What if I did go out there? I could make some serious money for a while and then come back and make a comfortable living and maybe have my car paid off and enough for a down payment on a house or something. It wouldn't take that long out there either, 6-10 months tops. But I knew it wasn't a very feasible plan. I made a commitment here and I need to honour that. So fast forward 4 days to Thursday while I am at work. I was reading my email and one of the places that I sent a resume to was responding to my resume. They asked if I was relocating and how fast I could be there for an interview. I was kind of shocked I got a return so fast. Since I never really took it seriously it was kind of a nice ego boost career wise. Anyhow, I was talking to a friend online and I told him about it. He seemed rather supportive in his own way about it. That was nice. (thanks!) But I asked him not to tell the boy about it. I didn't feel it warranted much attention because it was such a far fetched idea anyway. So I go to volleyball that night and have some fun there and have a drink and some pizza - nothing unusual. I was wasting time too because I didn't really want to go home and pack stuff. But I go home anyways. And I get there and the boy is there. Curious. He's sitting on the couch and he's looking pissed (but what else is new), and he says to sit down in this fake ominous tone he likes to use when trying to intimidate. Lovely I thought. So as it turns out, guess who has been reading my email? I guess I have my homepage on his old computer still setup to go directly to my inbox of my email. So he's been reading my email for I don't know how long. So he's totally pissed about this job thing that doesn't really mean anything. He thought I was going to leave him and never come back or something. So he's flipping out and I am trying to explain that it wasn't a serious issue, but he wouldn't believe me. He said I was betraying him by not telling him everything. Yeah well, it wasn't that long he did the same thing to me but it wasn't job related but heart related and with another woman. Then he has the balls to tell me that he is testing his trust in me in so many words. He hacked my email and then has the testes to call me untrustworthy. Well a big FUCK YOU to that. Then it devolved further into me hanging out with the guys from volleyball and what has really been going on. I'm shaking my head in utter disbelief by this point. And getting really insulted by this line of questioning. Apparently I am stupid for thinking that a guy just wants to be my friend and want nothing more then that. I'm not exactly what you would call a man eater. I don't have that type of physicallity at all. I don't even want that kind of attention. So I can't have a life outside of him and I. That really isn't fair. Then he came back with the "How would you feel if the roles were reversed?" And I said I felt horrible when it happened to me but I never escalated a friendship to anything more than friendship like he did. I've played second fiddle in his life for a good 75% of our relationship. I mean I know two wrongs don't make a right but I think it should merit a little understanding and faith. I hate guilt trips. And he's getting better at them by the minute it seems. Here's what's scaring me, this new apartment and living together again that seems to be out of necessity. I have no where to live and he does. That means I owe him. Strike 1. Everything in our old apartment that was mine is getting thrown out. Everything in the new apartment is his. That means he has more rights to the things in that new place. Strike 2. His name is the only name on the lease. That means one big fight and I am out on my ass with no where to go or turn to. Strike 3. You're outta there! It scares the hell out of me. And I don't know if maybe he's got this even more devious side that possibly he's setting me up for. Like pick a retarded fight (like this last one) and boot me out on my ear so I can live in my new car. So yes I am playing my cards close to my chest. It's the only hand I have. It's my only power now. Why is it that I have to be the one who wears my heart on my sleeve all the time. It's kind of nice to see him scared of losing me a bit. Even if it is all in his own head. Does that make me evil? Maybe a little bit, but I have never denied being a bit evil. So it's getting to be like midnite and later and he's still on this crap and I am getting really pissed off now. Then he started to say stuff about certain people in my family and I told him to leave. He didn't. Which leads me to believe 1 of 2 things 1) He just wanted to be mean to me because he felt he had a right to because the fight was my fault according to him or 2) he was blowing off steam and I am his regular whipping post. I don't know which is worse honestly. So I decided to get this to end I would have to admit some sort of responsibility and sure enough as soon as I did the fight was pretty much resolved. As long as I am to blame then it's all better. It was getting on to 1AM at that point and I just want to go to bed. Then the next night we went to the movies and out to dinner after. We went to POTC II and it was awesome! I love that series! Captain Jack Sparrow will never die! We ate at Earl's afterwards and had a nice time. He dropped me off at home and I went to bed. Then the next day we were supposed to be playing in a volleyball tourney but it got cancelled so we just decided to play for shits and giggles on Saturday afternoon. Well I thought we would be done at about 3pm ish but as it turns out a few more people showed up then so we ended up playing until like 6:00 or so and then I got a cramp and we all stopped playing. None of us had eaten so we went up to the deck for food and bevvies and then we dispersed at about 7ish. I get home and I was doing dishes and stuff then I crashed on the couch for about an hour. I got into the bedroom and there was a flashing light on the answering machine....hmmm it wasn't flashing when I got home. I play it and it was the boy, I guess I missed his call and he was mad because I guess we were supposed to be moving stuff that night. I forgot. And I didn't really think that we set anything definite anyways. So back to fighting AGAIN! This is getting really tiresome now. I guess I made him feel bad that afternoon because at some point we misplayed a ball and it went over the side of the rink and he was putting garbage out so I yelled at him to get the ball (not yelled meanly or anything) but when he threw the ball back I guess we were just kind of sitting around making conversation. Then him and Todd started to talk about how busy the vendor was and if the boy had ever seen anyone get into a car accident. Small talk. I was sucking wind so I wasn't really able to do the small talk and then it was time to start again. But apparently that made him feel neglected. I didn't realize. I wasn't purposely not talking to him, I was just tired. That was about a half hour or so before we stopped playing. So he knew I was still there and not at home. But because I said we were only going to play for a little while instead of 5.5 hours I was lying. There is a difference between lying and changing your plans. Ergo I must not be committed to moving in with him. Then it was how he has hardly seen me all week and that last week when I came over to do laundry and watch a movie with him was the most he saw me. Well now he knows how I feel when he screws up my plans to beat his head against a wall at work instead of leaving when he is told. So I cleaned up my closet all Sunday before volleyball and I must have like 6 big ass bags of clothing to take to Sally-Ann. Ridiculous! Then after volleyball I went over to his place unannounced to say hi. I stayed to watch the end of Bad Boys 2. I hate that movie. Evs. That's Australian for "Whatever". I kinda like it better, and it's shorter. Well then Monday we packed some more crap up after he got done work. I cleaned the kitchen cupboards above the stove. They were GROSS! It really sucks because there's no ventilation of any sort in the kitchen like most places have. So it's uber greasy and hard to clean from atop a chair. The bathroom is the same way. That's going to suck too. I hate cleaning. I want to just hire someone to do it. Oh how I wish I had money. Tuesday was volleyball night and we had good games. It was playoffs too so they were important games of a kind. So far we are winning 1.5 matches! Woohoo!!!! Anyhow that was my rant of sorts. Of course you are all getting one side of it and that's too bad because on my blog my side is the one that counts! Ha! Evs! That's it for me kids, hope all is well in your respective worlds.
J-BOMB! OUT!

I Love Volleyball Tourney Weekends!

2006-08-17T11:21:00.000-05:00

So I am on my second day back from Kenora and had just an awesome time! I can't remember the last time I had that much fun in Kenora. It started with Friday and I got to town and my mom and I went for lunch and had a good time and then dinner and then all the volleyball peeps finally got down around 10 pmish or so. So I trekked over to the camp site to help (or hinder depends on your POV) set up some tents. Yes erecting tents, there were a few penile jokes to say the least, but all in good tempered fun. We hung out there until about 2 AM had a few beers and shot the shit around the fire. Hadn't done that in like FOREVER! I can't even remember the last time I was even in Anicinabe Park. I was a kid I am pretty sure. When you grow up in Kenora you don't camp there, only outsiders camp there. If you are a true Kenoran, you camp outside of city limits. Anyways I had the butterflies that kept me awake all night so I didn't exactly get a good nite sleep the night before. I couldn't wait to play volleyball the next day. We had a kick ass team! It was Mark, Melissa, Sean, Tall Guy Todd and I on a co-ed 4's team. We couldn't miss! Or so I thought. Our first game was against a White Fish Bay team. I had my whole family there (minus my pa) to watch. My nieces even came out to watch which was fun. They're so cute! Anyhow, we lost our first game because we looked like we were scared of the ball. We were afraid to hit and set and just about anything. So Todd said we need to play more aggressively and he was totally right. Then the next game we won, and we played so much better. So we split that match. I didn't get that at all, a match consisted of 2 games, how do you win the match? Weird. And the tournament wasn't very well organized at all. They didn't even provide us with balls to play with. We used my ball in a few of our games. The weather wasn't cooperating well neither. So the next game we played was about 45 minutes later and one of the guys went back to the campsite to do up the tents and then didn't come back for the game. I thought that was lame honestly. But we won that game pretty easily. My dad came out for that one and so did my girl Brandy! I even knocked a guy down with my serve. Heh! Love that! I got mooned too at the net. That was one hairy ass wowsers! After that game we didn't play again for like an hour and a half so I went back tot he lounge and sat with Brandy and we talked for a while which was nice cause I haven't seen her in ages! She had lunch, but I don't eat when I play ball cause if I dive and land funny after eating then vomitous occurs. That's never a good idea. So back to the courts. We played another tough White Fish Bay team. And we split that one too. But our game play was better. I actually got the boys to the net to let them hit my sets. And Todd had some spectacular blocks on their top guy. He blocked him like 3 times in a row. It was HOT! So we are still winning 4 of 6 games, that put us in a good position. The next team we played was another tough team but I don't think they were from White Fish Bay. And we imploded against them. I don't know what happened there. We had all 5 of us back and we just couldn't gel on anything. The guys were trying to do some fancy stuff and it just wasn't working. Then Sean bailed half way through the game. I don't know why he does that. It's one of two reasons, either he thinks he's the weak link and doesn't want to bring down the team, or he doesn't want to be blamed for the loss. The majority of the points were unforced errors in both games of that match. We got spanked in both matches. We barely made 11 points in each game. I was dumbfounded! So with these two straight losses we needed to win at least one of our next games in order to make the playoffs. But we were going to have to face the toughest Winnipeg team, Confusion, which consists of Lorne, Christian, Scott, Gio and Sarah. They had done really well so far and if they beat us twice they had a bye into the playoffs the next day. Did I mention we are friends with all of these people? And honestly I wouldn't want them to throw a game but they didn't need to play us the way they did. It was a bit demoralizing. And we got massively passive aggressive on the court. And I don't think that helps in my opinion. It shows a lack of passion. We just got madder at ourselves individually and it made it harder to dig out of a hole. And Sean didn't even play at all in this game for whatever reason. And we lost both games so no playoffs the next day. :( It sucked! Then a couple of them said they were just going to go back to the city that night instead of sticking around and supporting the other Winnipeg teams that supported us in the last two matches. That kinda hurt a bit I think more then I would have wanted it to. We all decided to go to Hap's that night and hang out and have a good time. And who I thought was leaving didn't leave so it was really nice to see them stick around. So Lorne found a chick he wanted to hook up with so Todd and I took turns being his wing man. It was funny. I got him a bit further cause I told him to go and dance near where she was and she totally went for it- for a while. It was funny! Poor Lorne, he's still not getting any action in Kenora. I still can't believe he was dancing. I drank entirely too much but wasn't sloppy drunk or anything like that. But it was so hot on the dance floor. It was sweaty out there boy. Melissa had a good time out there. Apparently I was pretty red the whole night cause Jeff kept grabbing my face and asking if I was Asian cause Asians get really red when they drink apparently. It was such a good night. I haven't danced that much in so long. And being one of the oldest chicks there too I think I did alright. I lasted pretty long. I outlasted Tall Guy Todd, he was falling asleep at the table. But we didn't last much longer then that. Lorne (the DD) , Christian, Jeff and I all left right after that. We went back to Lornes cabin to have a beer and then I went home. Lorne and Christian went to the campsite after they dropped me off and partied some more. Christian was PLASTERED! Oh he's a funny drunken Brazilian. The next day we went to cheer on the other Winnipeg teams that made it into the playoffs. Lorne's team and Jeff's team. Jeff's team played first against Special Forces (the team we lost to first) and they lost. Two straight games. Then Lorne's team played Nathan Goss' team next. Nathan was the convener of the tournament. Should he have had a team in it???? I don't think so no. But whatever. They lost to Nathan's team so they had to play Special Forces for 3rd place. They lost the first game. So I said we should move to the side our people were playing on and sit on the rocks, so Todd and I moved over and gave them a pep talk on the way. So we cheered our team on from their side of the court and they won the second game. So it forced a rubber match. And Lorne's team demolished them in the last match. I think it was like 15-8 or something. So one Winnipeg team made a place. Their team won a hundred bucks. Cool. Top prize was $700 and $400 for second. We sat around and watched the final between two Kenora teams, Nathan's team and a young team. Nathan won, of course. It was a good game though. But should the convener win 700 bucks???? It is a nice ethical debate. Then a few of us went to get ice cream at Dairy Queen. Then I went to my mom's and had a nice nap. I was tired. And I hurt a bit. But I had two days to spend with family which was nice. I was supposed to go for lunch with Brandy on Monday but she was busy, so I made plans with my mom and she was busy so she cancelled on me so I went for lunch with my dad. We went to this newish place called My Place in Keewatin. It was really good. Then we were having a steak night at Curts house and he did awesome on the steaks. So good! I haven't had a steak in like FOREVER! Then I headed back to the city on Tuesday and got back in time for volleyball. I had a bad night though. I will go into more detail at a later date though. It's a little complicated right now. Anyhow, that was my weekend! Exciting huh? Well I should get back to work, besides my lunch cover should be coming up here soon.....ah there she is!

J-BOMB! OUT!

WTF?!?!?!?!?!!??

2006-08-02T10:39:00.000-05:00

Ok so my day was somewhat on the bizarro side yesterday. And it started pretty much from the get go. I haven't really had good sleep in close to two weeks. It's been restless sleep which sucks so pure adrenaline has been fuelling me. And apparently the tank was so low I should have that annoying "ding" noise going off to warn me about it. So when you are so tired and you can't sleep through it your mind wanders into interesting territory. With the wandering going on I can't seem to shut my thoughts down to clear it out and reboot. So Tuesday at 2:00AM I am just starting to lull into some much needed restless rest, (cause I will take what I can get) my mind finally shut down, and I had the fan going so I am nice and cool and starting to give in to non rem sleep. However, I now have this icky feeling of something moving over my bare arm but with the fan blowing it could have been anything, but wait this movement has a pattern and it seems like it's organized in its procession. Hmm, wipe at my arm and lo and behold, I squash one of the biggest phuckin' spiders I have ever encountered. Now I am one of the most feverish arachnophobias known to man. So needless to say the thought of sleeping (even restlessly) was gone far, far away. Every time my skin twitched I awoke with a jump to get rid of what may or may not have been on my bed. I nearly killed my cats twice. They still won't talk to me I have freaked them out so bad. So I am guessing at about 4-4:30 I drifted off just out sheer exhaustion, and got the dreamless sleep necessary to function. Well I got about a two hour break from reality and then it came storming back like the Bomber defense. I was starting to awake about 15 minutes before my alarm clock went off, which isn't unusual for me, and for some reason my nose is making this weird gurgling type of noise, WTF I think I look at my pillow, and it's covered in blood. Again WTF is going on? It finally dawns on me that I have a nose bleed. Hmm this is a new phenomenon for me I have never had a nose bleed from anything other then a straight punch to the face, and I was young then. So I run to the bathroom to see if someone snuck into my apartment and punched me in the face without me knowing, nope not so much the reason. I also notice that the blood is rather thin so ok stress thinned out my blood and it came gushing out of the first portal it could find, fan-phuckin-tastic. I figure, well I am up I might as well hop in the shower and hope the steam helps the situation. I'm not sure why steam would help but I guess it's the same principle as boiling water when a woman goes into labour in the movies. So throughout the shower the nose is still bleeding and not stopping and it's a fairly gross thing to see when you look down in the shower and it's running red with blood. Prophetic much? But as I spied downwards, I notice something out of place. Hmm WTF is this big mark on the not so publicly displayed area of my upper thigh? So I guess the spider took a chunk out of my leg before I smeared him on my arm. And this is ugly looking. I don't know what the attraction to my legs are but spiders love em cause that's the second bite on my leg that I have gotten. But this bite was just a little too close to home base for me. So yes there was quite a bit of pain once the mark is realized, isn't that funny how that works. I don't feel the pain till I see the pain. I'm a very linear person I guess. So I polysporine'd it and threw a band aid over it hoping that would heal me. Ok so linear and naive. Har har. I phone my boss and explain that I have a bleeding nose that doesn't seem to want to stop, and I might be late. No worries he says so go and clean my nose over and over and over again. Finally about 9 it stops slowing. Praise the nose gods. Alright so I saunter in to work at 9:20ish and everything is hunky dory so far. The morning is going smoothly and then MTS DSL which our work network uses goes down across the city. So angry outlets and customers flood my switchboard and I seem have the only system in Winnipeg that can sell tickets. Lovely, I get to deal with people on today of all days. Perfect. Couldn't be happier (sense the tone). I finally get a lunch break and I am actually hungry and craving a sub from Quiznos across the street. My cover comes up front and I leave to go to get my lunch. Out my front door are two of the cutest guys I have seen in a while from the Moose office below us. So I go by them and head up the 6 stairs to the walk way to go over the street and step one - WHAM I missed it completely and nearly did a header into the stairs. So embarrassed was I Yoda. The guys come over to see if I am ok and I hang my head and say I'm good thanks just clumsy. They go back to the elevator with the "That was a perfect 10 on the slapstick scale" smile on their faces. So off I go again and this time it's incident free up the stairs. I get down to the Quiznos at the MTS Centre, and to my happiness there are two more cute guys in line and they happen to be in cop uniforms. I'm linear, naive and a sucker for the boys in blue. There was one girl ahead of me and she was just finishing up her order and then it was my turn. So I am slyly overlooking the cops that are awaiting their toasty lunches, not obviously or anything. I go to take a step to the counter and this guy walks right in front of me and starts to rattle off his order, and this guy cam out of nowhere, because he wasn't behind me at any time. I said "Excuse me, but..." I didn't really think I needed to finish the line but he didn't give me the chance before he said "They don't serve whores here." I was flat out stunned, like someone punched me in the gut. I could hardly make out the words. "Excuse me?" and he says "You heard what I said." I have lost the ability to talk, and if you know me that is a mind blowing anomaly. My entire vernacular was missing out of my brain. The cops come over and ask me if everything was ok and gave me a look like, do you know him. I still have this deer in the headlights look going on. I kept waiting for the guy to say "Sorry I have Turette's" or something. But that statement never came. And this wasn't some crazy street person either, he was dressed in a thousand dollar suit with a bling watch and expensive cologne. Then he starts to yell at the girl behind the counter to take his order already. The cops go over to him and politely ask him to step aside because I was there first and to wait his turn, he goes Mel Gibson on them saying "What are you the politeness police, go arrest somebody and do your job" All kinds of shyte coming outta this guys mouth now. The cops escorted him out the building, by the scruff of neck. I'm still flabbergasted at this point. I half expected a round of applause to erupt, but not so much. The cops ask again if I am ok and I still can't formulate words except "Pff shh thchser - yeah" Then they walked me back to my office just to be on the safe side. I thought that was above and beyond the call in my opinion. And it's my blog so my opinion is the only one that counts! Now that what I call a WTF kinda day. I've recounted this story to one person who gave it a 7.5/10 on the interesting day scale, but I think he low-balled me. Next time I will add a gun to it and see if that bumps me up to an 8. I told volleyball peeps too and they all had the same "You can't be serious!" look on their faces. I told work people too and I got the same reaction. And I got an offer from someone to become inappropriately violent on my behalf the next time I see this guy. I hope I never see this person again. I really doubt I will, but stranger things have happened in downtown Winnipeg. So I played volleyball last night too which is usually my most interesting part of the day but it was completely usurped by a jerk and a spider. After volleyball we have beers (which is where I recounted my story) and pizza and hang out. On my way home I am noticing that my spider bite area is getting warm and the skin is getting taut. This can't be good. I go home talk to the violence offerer on the phone and get into a heated discussion about other topics and hung up around midnite. I get up to go to bed and hey my leg seriously hurts. Get in my car and go to Grace Hospital next door and they take me in to see a doctor in a reasonable 30 minute wait. I was impressed. And of course the cute ER doctor is on call that night. Great, cute guy doctor gets to looks at my inflamed spider bite on the inner thigh, fun (sense the tone). They drained it, which was pleasant, with the biggest phuckin needle I have ever seen. So if spiders are my number one phobia, needles run a very, very close second. There was nothing soothing about my night at all after I left volleyball. So if there was ever a day where you just wanted to stay in bed and die, that was it for me. All the elements were against me yesterday. I mean I have had worse emotional days (read the archives) but this was the quintessential worst day of days for me when it comes to an overload of Murphy's Law type of luck. I think that's it for me folks. Please if you are reading this do rate this 1-10 on the phucked up day scale.
J-BOMB! OUT!

Another Week of Summer Gone :(

2006-07-30T23:33:00.000-05:00

We have had such a beautiful summer this year that I have actually hated not being out in it. That's really, really odd for me since I am not so much of an outdoor person. I am now playing volleyball 3 nights a week which is great! The people there are cool too. It seems funny how we all sort of get along. My Bombers are winning consistently this year. That makes for a good summer too. I truly believe that they have a decent shot at making it to the Grey Cup game and sweet that would be because the Cup game is in Winnipeg. It would be awesome! I have plans to head to Kenora the second weekend of August for a volleyball tournament. Which should be so much fun. I intend to be drunk a good deal of the time. Well not when playing, but afterwards absolutely. I have had a fairly eventful summer methinks, if you don't think then you need to go through the archive HAHAHAHA! I think this might just be a shorty tonite. Not feeling all that reflective tonite, so I will save the wisdom for another time. Well that's it kids.....
J-BOMB! Out!

My Super Super Spike Weekend!

2006-07-24T14:19:00.000-05:00

Well I had a fun weekend. I had a volleyball tournament called Super Spike. There were 151 co-ed 6's team in it and it was phuckin' HOT! I mean temperature wise too of course. I haven't seen so many 6 packs in my whole life! I was pleasantly surprised. My team which consisted of myself, Ken (whom I am in a league with), Tyler (Ken's son who is also in our league), Susan (who is also in our league), Lorne (whom I have played volleyball with for 5 years now), Sean (who I picked up for the tournament and is a fellow Kenoran) and Todd (who I picked up for the tournament and for the obvious reason, he's 6'5"!). We were AWSEOME! We played 3 round robin games and then we were in playoffs. I hadn't been able to eat or sleep for the two days coming up to the tournament start on friday. So Friday I was up at about 6:30am, which I NEVER do. I went to work early for 8:30 so I could leave early and get to the tourney on time for 6. So I took off at about 3:45 that afternoon and went to get some stuff done and then off to Lorne's to pick him up. I get to his place for about 5 and I realized that I haven't changed into my volleyball clothes yet so I changed at his place and got ready to go. We were just talking and stuff and I told him I have had butterflies all day long, I couldn't eat anything or keep from being antsy all day at work and he's laughing at me like I am a crazy person. I think I was actually. So off we go to the tourney site. We get there at about 5:45ish and we had agreed to meet at the entrance and all go in together, but 2 of my guys (Sean & Todd) weren't there yet and as the captain, I had to go to a meeting. So it's like 6:15 when this meeting is finished and still my team hasn't moved down to our court yet. And we played all 3 of our round robin games on the grass courts. I was a little miffed about that at first. I'll get to that in a bit. Ok so, Sean shows up but still no Todd. I am getting nervous at this point because we play in a few minutes and we haven't warmed up yet. Well here comes Todd - running with his dog toward the fields. I mean he ran all the way from his house a good 7-8 kms away. I'm shaking my head because it was 29 degrees in the shade on friday night. He wasn't even sweating that badly, impressive. So we get down to the field and start warming up and right from the warm up I am feeling good about this team. We looked sharp, everyone had a white tee shirt on as our "uniform" and it looked good. So we start playing our first team and it started off shakey, which is understandable because we haven't really played with Sean, Todd and Lorne as a whole. But it was like 4 or 5 points in and things just started to click. There was chemistry between all of us. We gelled together as a team pretty easily. So we slaughtered our first opponents 58-29. Funny lookin' volleyball score I know, it was a running score match that lasted 24 minutes with a side switch at 12 minutes. So the game moved fast and once you got ahead you just needed to slow things down. Plus the heat was getting pretty intense. We all went up to the beer gardens after to share in the victory and I was going to settle in for a long night of drinking, and everyone wanted to leave. :( I wasn't very happy. I was totally ready to tie one on. Well not true I was going to do it the next night and Lorne was going to drive that night. But he didn't want to stay either. Confusing. There's was plenty for the boys to look at. There was so much T & A there my rapier witt and charm didn't stand a chance. There was just as much eye candy for the girls there too. The best part of the weekend was Todd's dog. I'm in love. That dog is amazing! He's a border collie and he does every trick a border collie can do. And he's so friendly, his name is Riot. Good dog name! Todd was doing the frisbee tricks to get the girly attention but for some reason only guys were interested. It was kinda funny. So we took off at about 8ish I guess after a beer. And Lorne and I finally got a chance to talk about some stuff and I told him that Mike and I were moving back in together and he kind of said "Whatever makes you happy." But then he said something that kind of shocked me, he was actually upset in his own way that Mike thought he and I were messing around. Mostly because Mike has met him and kind of knows him and he thought it was pretty insulting that he thought he would make a play for me when he knew I was attached. And that I should be insulted too. I am too, but I have to stick to my guns to prove Mike wrong on the "guys and girls can't be friends" thing. So I tried to sleep that night and ended up getting maybe 3 hours of sleep. I was up again at 6:30 and couldn't go back to sleep. Plus I had to leave early because I had to get the will call for the tourney form Debbie at like 9AM. Then I decided that the shirt I was wearing wasn't good enough so I went and bought another one that wasn't quite as heavy as the other one. And it did make a huge difference. I get there at about 10:30 and Sue and Sean are already there. So I get Sean to help me carry the cooler down to the grounds. I had made sandwiches and brought fruit and drinks and everything for the team. I'm so nice and it was well appreciated which was cool. Everyone was there all be it a little late for my taste. We played at 11 and Todd and Lorne got there like 10 minutes to. Again with the nerves! Damn men! But Todd brought back Riot so it was hard to stay mad. So on to our next game and we had another solid game by everyone. And we decided to try to make me setter from all front row positions. Interesting to say the least. I haven't played the switch since high school. It made for a bit more work but it made my game that much better. Ken had a stellar game with lots of blocks and kills. Todd had this amazing hit that stunned anyone watching. And Lorne got blocked by a girl! I laughed and laughed, but he made up for it with a few blocks and awesome serving. I had a couple of aces myself and made a guy in the back row look funny. We won like 45-32 or something like that. It was great. I felt so energized afterwards too. Then the next game was at 1:30 so we just sat around and hung out and my dad showed up which was cool. But he didn't stay very long he wanted to get his new PT Cruiser out on the highway. So away back to Kenora he went. So the next game wasn't even that big of a hard time and we dominated throughout. the final score was 60-21. After that game we had a pretty big break before playoffs started. from like 2-4:30. We kind of just split up and went our separate ways. I was just drenched in sweat and wanted to go and change but they only had porta-potties to change in and that just wasn't happening for me. I went back to my apartment to get changed and Mike was there watching TV so I just sat and waited for him to ask how we were doing and eventually he did. I was kind of hoping he would come out and watch but not so much. Whatever. So as I was leaving he was going out too so we headed out together and I mention that it would be nice if when I came home and I could have my parking spot and not have to park in visitor's parking or bug him to come and move his car. As it was I moved his car into my spot this morning for him. He gave me this look like "Do I have to?" and I said well I did pay for it I should get to use it. Well that set him off for some reason. And he got pissed off, I asked what the problem was and I got a cold "Just drop it!" in retort. I was like whatever. And I left for the rest of the games. So back I went and finally got there a little after 4 and Sean just woke up from sleeping in the fields he said. And everyone got back before 4:30 which was nice. They announced that the way playoffs would work would be that all teams that finished off 1st in their pool would to A side and 2nd place to B side and so forth. I didn't really like that, to me playoffs should be about the best teams going all the way to the end. Our game was at 5 and it was finally in the sand. We had all of our games on the grass courts and we were supposed to have at least 1 regular game in the sand which we didn't get. So we were going in cold about how the sand would feel. We moved all our stuff up there and it is about 5-10 degrees hotter in the sand then on the grass. I was burning up. I got so sunburned. So we start warming up and we're starting to get sapped and I can tell. We started off pretty strong Todd put us up 8-1 with some awesome serving. Then we let them get back and take the lead and we just never caught up. Me doing the switch wasn't panning out at all and I was just losing all my momentum. I blame that on me, letting myself get too tired too quickly. So we ended our tournament on a dry note. After such a strong showing in the round robin it was as bit disappointing but I still had fun. Then as we go back to our little area, Sean and Lorne decide they are going to leave without even so much as a conciliatory drink. I was a little put off by that. Sean said he had a social or something to take care of and Lorne went out to dinner with someone. It didn't show much teamship (I don't think that's a real word though). Whatever. So I go to the tent with Todd, Ken & Sue and their significant others. Tyler came in a bit later but his girlfriend is under age so they couldn't go in to the beer gardens. We're all sitting there having a beer and bullshitting. It was cool. We were all smiles in time. I still had some food left so we brought it back to the tent and munched on grapes and bananas and sandwiches. It was cool. Then Todd took off and I took off right after him and Ken helped me bring the cooler back to my car. I couldn't find my car. We walked by it like twice. It was funny. And then I went home, wrote a thank you email to everyone on the team and said how well we did. Sean, Ken and Sue all returned the thank you note which was nice. And Ken said "Next year man just wait until next year." And I agree, next year we will take it all! Watch out A Side we'll be back!
J-BOMB OUT!

Still Feeling Good

2006-07-12T10:27:00.000-05:00

Hello all! Thought I would update this thing since it's been a while I guess. I started my volleyball week before last and it was fun. I also played pick up at KP that same weekend and it was fun too. Not the same as competition though. The volleyball league I play in is way more fun though. But I got a bit of a shock when Lorne (one of my best male pals) decided not to play in the league. I was totally pissed actually. He said he would play and then backed out last minute. Then because he backed out his brother did too because Lorne gave him a ride to volleyball, even though Paul (the brother) has his own car. I think that's total bull shit to be honest with you. Lorne said it was the level of the competition that made him not want to play. I mean the team we played against the first night were good players. A bunch of tall guys that could hit and hard, believe me I took one off my should/boob. It hurt! And they were super funny to play against. And the girl played in a mini skirt.... I thought Paul would have appreciated that. Lorne didn't even make it out to the first game, he went to Kenora to pick up some stuff he left there. So we won that match too. Even though they had the height advantage. Tall guy Todd was hilarious though. Then this last week we played against my old team people from a few years ago, Bruce and the gang! It was fun! And they have some good players. Like Bruce and Gio and her hubby Scott. All solid players. And we beat them too. Then we played the same team we played the previous week as our second game and beat them again. So we are undefeated and we played good teams. I mean there are some teams there that aren't great but I mean you can be a solid volleyball player but as soon as you step into sand volleyball your level goes down quite a bit. It took me two to three games to get my overhand serve over the net. So competition is fine there. It bugs me a bit with Lornes' elitist attitude but he is a very good player, Paul not so much. He's all over the phucking place and running and jumping like friggin' Gumbi. I mean if he could actually see what he looks like when he plays then he might get knocked down a peg or two. And he needs it. He's the guy that when he jumps he bends at the knees and his heels hit his ass. No really good seasoned volleyball player does that, it shows a lack of coordination in my opinion. The fact that Paul thinks he is too good to play in our league or team really really bugs me. Lorne it just hurts me cause we are so close as friends and volleyball compatriots. At least he isn't backing out of Super Spike. I would have to level him if he did, but he's already paid for his spot and he way too German to back out now because he knows I would not give him his money back. Haha! I love the guy, he's one of my best friends. He's fun to hang with cause he's such a horndog too. I can't count how many times we've gone out and I have tried to hook him up with someone. It's just funny. And it bugs the boy when we hang out too. I have told him soooooo many times, it's not a sexual thing or even a guy/girl thing, it's a friend/friend thing. Always will be. But it's nice leverage! Hahaha. Just kidding. Anyways that's my rant for the day. We have big wigs in this week so I shouldn't be wasting precious work time on updating my blog. HAHAHAHA! I can't believe I managed that with a straight face. Yeah yeah how would you know if I am just typing text? I guess you will just have to have faith.
J-BOMB! OUT!

Where Things Are Now.

2006-06-28T11:14:00.000-05:00

Well it's been just about a month since the shyte hit the fan. And things are alot better. Although he and I aren't living together, we are still together. He's living in the lap of luxury (snicker) at his parents and I am living at the apartment. I also bought a car a few weeks ago. A pretty, red 2005 Grand Am and I LOVE IT!!!! I plan on having it for a while. I also got free parking through work which is awesome! What else can I say..... not too much I guess. I have been working steadily and feeling better then I have in months. I haven't eaten anything potato made in over a month and I feel really good about that. My volleyball is starting this week and I joined a tournament called Super Spike coming up in a few weeks. Should be awesome. Really looking forward to it. Still a reeling a little from the Oilers loss to Carolina but hey we'll get 'em next year! I guarantee it! They have made an NHL fan out of me, well at least an Oilers fan out of me. I haven't told anyone at work too much about him and I, so shhhh George! I haven't told anyone in my family that he and I are still together, I haven't been able to figure out a way to reconcile that just yet. I have until September 1st to figure it out. At which time we should be moving back in with each other into Garden City. My best guess is just to subtly mention some of the nice things he's been doing like helping out of $4000 extra charge on my new car. Love the car still, but hate the sales manager at the dealership. I am jumping around a bit aren't I? Oh well. Too bad for the one who asked me to update this so he knew what was going on in my life, you asked for it George. I started watching Canada's Next top Model and Canadian Idol. Both are actually really good, but not recap worthy because I think I am the only one watching one of them. But hey 3 'Pegger boys in the top 22 is pretty eff'n cool! And I know one of them in a roundabout sort of way. I went to his brother's wedding social on New Year's Eve 04/05. And they used to live in Kenora. Small, small world. Anyways. What else have I been up to....been 'Half Moonin'" it alot lately and hanging out with the cutie petutie Benjamin! I think he likes me!!! He always has a smile for me. That's a pretty important one. Boys who smile are the ones who get the girls. Ok well I think I am done. Hey it's short and sweet just like me but so not like my usual posts.

J-BOMB! OUT!

Catharsis & Bravado? Good or Bad?

2006-06-01T00:46:00.000-05:00

Well if a blog is supposed to be therapeutic, then I shall be needing it really badly right now. It turns out that I am no longer a fiancee. Because MY fiance thinks I want to do nothing but ruin him financially. Yes ladies and gentlemen, the all mighty dollar has finally taken it's toll on my relationship. And the funny thing is the all mighty dollar never even got spent in order for it to ruin my life. Just the mere thought of it. I do believe, however, that it was just a smoke screen. Something is always not as it seems. Like my life. But I got it tonite and all he did was spit on me, literally. I have always known he had a mean streak in him ever since we moved in together. I never went after Mike. But we all know I broke his nose once. And this is getting straightened out before I come off as the crazy psycho ex-fiancee. I was laying in bed and had my back to him and I we were horsing around and he hit the spot on your side that makes you react with elbows, what I didn't know was that his head was right behind my elbow, and as he poked me I swung back to block his hands from contacting my sides and there was his nose. For the record, I cried. He bled and I cried because I thought at that time he was going to get so mad from something that should have been an innocent tickle fight that he was going to swing back at me. But he didn't. He laughed, hysterically at the fact that blood was gushing out of his nose. I phoned the only person I knew in the city with some sort of medical training, Roxilana. And when I phoned her I think Mike hung up the phone on her before she picked up. But she must have had caller ID I guess and she called us back and I explained what happened and asked her if we should go to the ER. She said for a broken nose, there really isn't much you can do. So from there it became the funny tale of why
Mike's nose is mishapened. But it got thrown in my face the next time things got tense. The nice thing about rambling for catharsis is that there doesn't really need to be rhyme or reason. I'm not sure what else to say. My eyes are open now, however they are still filled with tears. You don't spend a quarter of your life with someone and get over it in a few hours. I was finally going to get married to someone I have been waiting for, for 5 years. I got the promise ring in year 2 and had been waiting for him to come through on that promise since, and it finally happened. I was happier then I had ever been. It made me feel worthy. Like the last 7 years weren't a waste of my life. Not to sound too much like an old black and white movie but I'm a fool, a damn fool. I know who's side some of you will come down on and it's fine, you have to because he's been your friend since high school and there's bias there and rightfully so. But it was a pure pleasure getting to know you and your family, you know who you are. So that's it for me folks. Time to turn off the lights, tip your waitresses with reckless abandon and don't forget always leave them wanting more.

Friday's Reality Recap Finale!

2006-05-26T09:43:00.000-05:00

So here is the ultimate Friday Reality Recap! Oh where to begin! Well let’s mix it up a bit.

Survivor: So a nice two hour finale. It was visually stunning in some parts. And stunningly stupid in others! I mean really, how’d Danielle beat Aras and Terry out on the final immunity challenge. I was flabbergasted. Right there we knew she wouldn’t win the million dollars. She couldn’t beat either Terry or Aras. It was just bad luck on her part. No one would have beat Terry. He was the only one who never crossed any of the others as they got voted off. The upsets with Dan and Courtney were Terry-free ousts. He had nothing to do with either of those. So there’s two guaranteed votes right there. And then with Sally and Austin on the jury of 7, that’s the 4 votes he needs. Done deal. Well I think somewhere Danielle figured that out and decided to go with Aras to the final two, even after she had a deal with Terry to take him to the final two. I did like though that she chose Aras to go with her, because I think he was the only one she had a better shot at beating. The last day or so on the island with Aras and Danielle though were nice to watch. At first listening to Aras talk I thought they had this special bonding period after he fell and cut his back and hand. He kept saying how good she was while it was happening and stuff like that. Then I watched that part after I saw the vote. I love the time shift! (I watched who won live on a local channel then went back and watched the episode leading up to it on a Edmonton channel.) Danielle wasn’t all that supportive, from what I saw she was not even near him when the medics got called in. And she didn’t really hold his hand as they were helping him. It didn’t look very supportive at all. Whatever! So anyways back to it now. They get to the final tribal council and face all of the people they screwed over. They voted and I think it was a 5-2 vote in Aras’ favour. Woohoo Aras! I would rather he win then her anyways. Then they had the reunion episode which was really boring but they brought back all the hot guys from before and that was cool! There it is Aras is the final survivor!

ANTM: Ok so we start with the top 3, Jade, Danielle (another one) and Joanie. I was happy with 2 outta 3 and according to Meatloaf, that ain’t bad. They do their Cover Girl commercials for mascara and I think Joanie has the best commercial but Danielle has the best picture and Jade just sucked all around. Ok fine. So back to the judges to see who will be in the top 2. It’s funny how they put 2 episodes into one but don’t double the length of time in the episode. I think I like that. It cuts down on the blood pressure. The judges deliberate and Jade gets the boot! FINALLY!!!!! I was so happy. They made me a bit nervous because they kept on the same thing for poor Danielle, your speech and enunciation SUCKS! Work on it work on it work on it! Then there were 2. Joanie (my fav) and Danielle (who I like too). They did their fashion show in Thailand, which was pretty boring to be honest with you. I thought it would be way better and more exciting but I seriously didn’t care for it at all. The clothes weren’t great, they weren’t even good couture. The hair and makeup though was pretty cool. I thought they both did really well but Joanie had a “je ne sais quois” about her walk. I just preferred it for some reason. Danielle was slow when she walked, but Joanie kept looking down. What was nice was that they both got along and were friendly with each other through the whole competition. That made it nice. Hard to decide though. There wasn’t a clear bitch to decide against. So in the end Danielle got the goods. Which is ok I guess but I did like Joanie better. Oh well, it’s not like you really hear much from them after the show is over. And now we have our own CNTM that we can watch next week!!

AI: Ok so the final two are Katharine and Taylor. I like them both but it should have been Chris in there somewhere. It’s just wrong! On the performance night they both did well on the previous songs that they picked but their originals, the singles they are each putting out today kind of sucked. They are very touchy feely songs. One called “My Destiny” the other “Do I Make You Proud” I mean really now…… From this moment I just want to be in your heaven and on and on and on. I loved Taylor’s “In The Ghetto”, it was as perfect as the first time he performed it. Good choice for him. On the flipside Katharine chose “Black Horse and a Cherry Tree” which was good too. I really like her rendition of the song. According to the judges round one goes to Taylor. The next song Taylor sings is “Levon” from early on in the competition. And it was ok a little bit lacking in the wow factor though. Katharine chose her best ever song “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” and knocked it out of the park. Good song choice for her. Daddy Dewdrops needed a hanky for sure on this one. So Round two to Katharine. Then came their new singles. I thought Katharine did a really good job to be honest with you and I did like her song better. She only got the choir for last bit of her song. She looked awesome too, good dress choice for her. They totally did to her what they did to Clay when he was up against Ruben. They told her the song wasn’t good and that she was bigger then the song. Whatever, they just wanted Taylor to win. So up comes Taylor with his new single, and yes it was good, as good as Katharine’s was in my opinion. But for some reason as equally corny in theme as it was to Katharine’s they preferred his song naturally and Simon declared him the winner. Whatever. What does Simon know right. SO the next night is filled with special guests like Mary J. Blige and Toni Braxton (who sounded like hell I might add next to Taylor) and Prince. He was cool! Then they get down to it and apparently Simon does know a thing or two because he predicted it right, Taylor is the new American Idol. We get to hear his song today somewhere on the radio waves.

So that was my big ol’ finale for the Friday Night Reality Recap. I guess I could do the Canadian version TV shows now. Well at least for Canadian Idol and Canada’s Next Top Model. We’ll see how good they are first. CI starts Monday and CNTM starts Wednesday. Until then…

J-BOMB! OUT!

Feeling the Pull of the Great White WEST!!

2006-05-16T12:51:00.000-05:00

Well Edmonton was fan-phuking-tastic! I have never had such a great time! We left Loserpeg at like 5:30AM and I took the first leg of the trip. I thought well we'll switch off about half way through. Hmm not so much. The fiance didn't take over until we were like 2.5 hours out of Edmonton. But it was a really pretty drive I have to say! I haven't driven on the Yellowhead in like 10 years and I forgot how pretty it was. Even Saskatchewan had a personality to it. We made fun of the cows and I think I saw a buffalo but I'm not sure I was driving pretty fast. 110km/h as soon as you hit the divided highway in Sask.!!! It was beautiful! We made it all the way to Yorkton on our first tank of gas. And we still had about a quarter tank when we got there. Then stopped in Saskatoon for gas and then Lloydminster. Each fill up was between 20-30 bucks each. And we stopped pretty much the same way on the way home. So all in all I think we spent $150-$175 in gas for the trip. Not bad! Way cheaper then a flight! So we arrive in "The City of Champions" at about 6:30pm or so, and find the hotel with minimal effort. We checked in and the fiancé thought it would be a good time to hit the mall, the West Edmonton Mall that is! We got there about 7:45 and the trip was about 15 mins long to get there from the other side of the city. FREEWAYS BABY!!!! Love 'em! Anyways we decide to walk around a bit and then we went to a place called Jungle Jim's on Bourbon Street in the Mall to eat for dinner. It was ok I guess, nothing too special about it. But we went a walkin' a bit after dinner and this Mall is phuckin' huge. And according to George I didn't even see hardly all of it. Whatever, there's always next year! I think it will be an annual event for us. So that night we go for a few drives in different areas, and the fiancé shows me the house he used to live in when he was a kid. It was nice. Nice area of the city too. We just drove and drove. We tried to find an all night Drugmart place but we were unsuccessful. Someone (not me) forgot to pack the condoms! Well we were shit outta luck that night but we still had fun just driving around until about 1 AM. Then the next day we got up and dressed at about 11:30. We head out to our car and notice that someone has written “OILER’S SUCK” on the back of our car. He was convinced that someone in Winnipeg did it there, but that’s impossible considering the rain we drove through on the way up. I think someone just saw a “toban license plate and had a little fun at our expense. That also makes it clear why some people gave us dirty looks on the freeway. So we head to the Mall because the fiancé wanted to be there at about lunch hour so he could eat at Harvey’s. It’s his absolute fav Fast food ever! So we had lunch there and walked around until about 3ish or so. It was fun they have some really cool stores and stuff. We bought Oiler’s shirts at a store so we had some to wear when we to the game that night. At this point when we left the Mall we thought we might drive around a bit and sight see. So we did fro a bit until the fiancé’s tummy needed some quality washroom time. So back to the hotel we went, which was actually nice to rest before the game. As it turns out it was very smart of us considering the game that followed. Ok I watched some soaps there and then I rested. I thought we would go to dinner at the hotel and then got to the game. Well no no no!!! We had to leave immediately for the game at 6pm sharp! No time to stop and eat! Let’s go let’s go, gotta beat the traffic! That was his mindset. Alright so the game doesn’t actually start until like 8pm. We were there a good 1.5 hours early. We get there and there is a bunch of shit goin’ on. Beer Gardens and face painting and stuff. I got two Oiler’s tattoos for my face. One on each cheek. As we were entering the Rexall Place, there was a group of people handing out pulled pork sandwiches. And they were awesome! So I didn’t even need to eat dinner. Or so I thought. We go inside at about 6:45 and go to our seats. Well we spent like $130 for the seats and we could have touched the rafters above us they were so high! The fiancé didn’t care though. He was in his old stompin’ grounds. We sat around and looked at some of the memorabilia in the place form the old Wayne Gretzky days. It was neat. Then he ate a hot dog. I wasn’t really hungry after that sandwich but I guess he was. I should have followed suit! Well people start pouring into their seats at about 7:30 or so. We’ve been in our seats forever by that point. Well it starts to get really full throughout the arena. You can see a few people stupid enough to wear Sharks’ Jerseys. Dumb asses! It’s starting to get electric in there and you can just feel the energy and the game hasn’t even started yet! They start by having the Oilers enter the ice by skating under a huge oil dyke. They lowered the dyke down the ice level and then lit the top on fire. As it landed and the players started coming out, we hit 114 decibels at the arena which broke a record. They hadn’t even started playing yet! They have a gentleman who has sung at the Coliseum for 30 years sing the national anthems of U.S. and Canada. They started with the American anthem first. It got a good reception which was nice. If they play it here it just gets booed. Then came our national anthem, sung 17000 strong. It was phenomenal. Grown men had tears in their eyes, as did I. Finally, the puck dropped and 17000 people roared in the stands. It was about 4-5 minutes into the first period and Oilers struck gold! They drew first blood! Very important when you are down in the series 2-0. I think we managed to hit 114 decibels again! It was loud, so loud you couldn’t even hear the goal horn! We were high fiving people we had never met. My first ever NHL game and it’s a playoff for a Canadian team. Pretty special. When people in the crowd found that out they were very excited for me. And the fact that we drove all the way from Manitoba to get there, they liked us even more. The first period was hot! I mean the Oilers may have been behind by the end of it, but they were playing like animals. All heart that team is! All through the first period you can hear the crowd across the pond and below us chanting “LET’S GO OILERS!” It was palpable! One guy in our section had one of those long horns and he would start us off by making 5 blasts “Bum,bum bu-dum,bum LET’S GO OILERS!” and it would go on for like 5 straight minutes. The poor guy ran out of breath a few times you could tell his blowing skills get a little weak after a while. During the commercial breaks they would make fun of the teams not in the playoffs. It would start out as a commercial for this day in NHL history May 10, 2006 and they would show Tie Domi of the Maple Leafs playing golf! And then they did another one and it was superior! This day in NHL history, May 10, 2006. You see a beautiful beach of white sand and blue, blue water and a hairy chested Chris Chelios sitting in an Adirondack chair enjoying the sun. I thought the crowd was gonna collectively piss their pants laughing. For the hockey illiterate, Chris Chellios is the biggest cry baby from the Detroit Red Wings, the team Edmonton beat to be in the next round and they were top seed in the West and Edmonton was bottom so they beat them as the underdogs. So the crowd slowed down a bit in the 2^nd period but the Oiler’s didn’t! And then the unimaginable happened, Smitty (# 94 Ryan Smyth my new screen saver) took a hard shot puck to the face! No mask to dull the hit either. He lost 3 chicklets and got 8 stitches. He went off to the rooms to be taken care of. They still hadn’t managed to catch the Sharks 2-1 lead but they were playing really tough. Partway through the 3^rd Smitty was back in the line up. He wasn’t even gone a full period! That’s a heart player if there ever was one! He is all for the good of the team! Then with 6 minutes left in the 3^rd period the Oiler’s tied up the game and the place erupted in cheers and hoorah’s. They managed to stave of the Sharks for the rest of the period and headed into overtime! So unless you were living under a rock a week ago you know that the Oiler’s played 2 OT periods and a few minutes of the 3rd OT. IT was one of the longest games in NHL playoff history. And then 2-3 minutes into the 3^rd OT Smitty passed it over to Horcoff and BOOM!!! Score!!! IT WAS HOT BABY!!!!!!! We finally headed out about 15 minutes after the game was officially over and they named their 3 stars of the game. We sat in a jammed parking lot for 45 minutes and honked at our compatriots. When we finally left and got on the go, we hit Whyte Ave. It’s is the Corydon equivalent. And it was packed with wall to wall cars and people. Again with the honking and hooting and hollering at the top of your lungs! We finally found a 24 hour Shopper’s Drugmart and headed for the hotel room after some much needed food, because I didn’t have the extra hot dog like he did! The game was the best night of my life! And I am not even a big NHL fan. Well I can’t talk anymore about what happened that night but rest assured it was awesome too! The rest of the trip was good too. We hit the Zoo the next day and hung out together and got along relatively well. I got pretty sick on Thursday though, because we didn’t eat anything that morning before we walked around a zoo for 3 hours. I am one of those people who can’t go well without fuel in the system of some sort, and even less go-able without a cup of coffee. SO by 2pm I was ready to die! And I am one of those people, that if I don’t eat then I get really bad headaches that won’t go away for like 8 hours. I was doomed. I got better but then I was nauseous after I ate. I got better again after that. WE went out for a ride and a finally look around before we left the next day. The ride home was uneventful, cow, cow, cow, cow oh look a cow, ohhhh a horse. That’s about it. We listened to the next game on the radio and then managed to get home to watch the last 5 minutes of the game and we won again!! We wiped the ice with them too! All in all it was worth every single penny we spent! I think I could live there without a problem. The people are so much nicer there then here. People smiled at you and said hello when they had no real reason to. Not like here you get a sneer and a jeer every chance you get. Mind you in Manitoba had the money that Alberta did I think Winnipeggers might manage to be a bit happier. Anyhow that was my trip Jenn! Hope you enjoy a nice long read!

J-BOMB OUT!

SOFA-KING BUSY!!!

2006-05-03T15:14:00.000-05:00

Oh my god. I have had two minutes to myself in like 2 weeks! I have like 30 hours of over time and it's just getting worse. Of course it will get better by the end of this week....I start holidays on Monday!!! So excited cause we are heading to Edmonton to catch an Oilers game in the second round of playoffs! WOOT WOOT!! This is the first big trip the fiance and I have taken in 7 years. Since the first year we met. Impressive huh? I have been meaning to recap the reality but it's just been too busy. So I will do my best on Friday this week I promise. At least I think I will. If not DEAL WITH IT JENN!!! Hahahaha! The only person who reads my blog. But I digress. For now anyways. I AM GOING TO EDMONTON!!!!!!! See you suckers later!

J-BOMB! OUT!

Oops Late Friday Reality Recap.

2006-04-18T14:37:00.000-05:00

So sorry I am late. So let's just jump right into it shall we?

ANTM:This was a really good week actually. Even though I hate who they gave the axe too again! It was really bitchy which is probably why I liked it so much. It started off with Brook and Nnenna getting into each others faces over the phone. Nnenna has been hogging the phone all week and Brooke is getting annoyed with it. Then Jade and Joanie had a bit of a rivalry at the challenge. The challenge this week was to do a church runway show. It was great because they got to act all over the top and stuff. I think they liked that best. And who of course would win something that allowed her to act out of control, Jade of course. She won a $20,000 diamond ring. Unreal! Then the real photo shoot challenge was taking pictures of Payless Shoes boots and shoes and stuff. And they were posing with the crumpers and clowns and stuff. It was pretty awesome. I think I have a new favourite. I like Joanie a whole lot! I think she could make the final 2. She has some teeth issue though but they are going to deal with it the next episode. She got the first spot of the final 8. The judges say she had the best signature walk. I don't disagree. She was awesome. However poor Leslie has a bad bad walk so she was in the bottom 2 with Sarah. Sarah was there because she had no life on camera this week. So who goes home the bad walker or the personality faker? Well the bad walker lost and Leslie was sent packing. She took good pictures but her runway walk was "atrocious" according to Nigel. We like Nigel, he's hot!
Survivor: Well this week was as exasperating as last was. I hate when people have the numbers in this game. It makes for a boring next three weeks unless the last surviving member of the old opposing tribe makes a big play for immunity every time. Which it looks like he will. It was down to Sally and Terry from La Mina. And they were making some big plays for two more people to turn against the others and it almost seemed like they might but then at last moment they didn't grow a pair and it didn't work. The reward challenge was for getting to see videos of their loved ones. It started out really tight neck and neck and then Aras kept knocking off the wrong pegs and having to start over again. It pissed off his teammates pretty good. I think he did it on purpose though in order to get to Exile Island to look for the individual immunity idol. Sneaky little bugger. Then at the immunity challenge there was the food choice, choose to compete or eat. And of course the entire Casaya former members decide to eat except for Aras of course. The little martyr that he is, decided he would be the big saviour of the former Casaya and compete for the immunity. Well sucks to be him because it was Terry who won. Ha-ha-ha! So finally we think the individual immunity will be played to save Sally. But as it turns out - not so much! Sally went home because Terry wouldn't share. He's so selfish. I want him to win but I don't you know. He pisses me off! Best of luck to him though!
AI: Well it was Queen night. God help us all! It started off with Bucky singing "Fat Bottomed Girls" and I have never ever heard of the song before, imagine the irony HA! I hadn't heard of a lot of the songs before. I thought almost all of them did a pretty good job except for Bucky and Kellie. I mean Chris was awesome, Katherine did really really well. I LOVED Aces' version of "We Will Rock You" I thought it was pretty catchy myself. Kellie was awful too for Bohemian Rhapsody. This is my impersonation of Kellie Pickler singing Bohemian Rhapsody "Mammmmmmmaaaaa just killed a man, put a gun agaiynst his head pulled my trigga now he's deyaaaaaad. Eww eww eww I have to goooooooowwww" Seriously the one song in the world that should NOT have a southern drawl is THAT song. Why did she get that song? I haven't been on the boards to see how badly she got bashed. I am sure it would have been funny though. Elliott was pretty good too and Taylor was back to himself again! It was great. I forget how Paris sounded. So it came down to Ace, Elliott and Bucky in the bottom 3. It turns out that Bucky wasn't well received by the fat bottomed public and he was FINALLY sent home. About time! Go home and learn how to enunciate! Take Kellie with you please! Next week they do Rod Stewart, so much to choose from so little time. We like The Rod, tonite should be a good show.

Well that's it folks I am off to set my VCR to record because I have to work until 9pm at the opera tonite. A woo-hoo! See you in a few days. I think I am going to have a bit of apartment humour for you guys soon! It'll be a hoot!

J-BOMB! OUT!

Weekend Fiasco!

2006-04-10T14:34:00.000-05:00

I don't exactly know what happened but anything I had planned for the weekend didn't turn out the way it was supposed to. It started with Saturday night. I forgot about a social I had sort of committed us to go to. So the fiance was pissed because he didn't really want to go because he wanted to sit on his PC all night and play games. BO-RING! But then it actually turned out well. We had a good time with Mel and Zenon. Well mostly Zenon because Mel had to go home and feed baby Ben. We went to an Italian social in St Norbert at The Farmer's Market. It was fricking HUGE!!! There were 900 people there. And I am pretty sure there were a few strippers there. I have never seen so much grinding and thrusting EVER at a social. So many youngin's in tiny skirts and boobs hanging out of tops. Then there were these two fairly ugly chicks who I am pretty sure have a "pole" job in the real world. It was unreal. One very very drunk chick who kept falling on the dance floor. And almost a fight while we on the dance floor. It was something else. But it was still a good time! And I got to eat boobies! Well cake shaped like boobies. It was pretty good. I may have to switch teams if that's what they taste like! Just kidding! The food spread was impressive too. It took up a third of the length of the centre. Pizza and bread and meats and all kinds of good stuff! We got home a little after 1am because we dropped Zenon off at home on the way. They made fun of my driving but I didn't notice anything wrong with my driving. Shoulder checks are for the GUTLESS! And I noticed that they both got home alive and well. So on to volleyball on Sunday. We started like a half hour late because someone didn't open the gym on time for the first matches. Then we lost. And we lost miserably! 3 straight games. So we went on to play for Bronze and we won which was awesome! Although we should have been playing for Silver. So we got done a little before 6 and we gave one of the guys on the team a baby shower gift. I got to the fiance's store to get changed because we were off to a concert for the fiance's birthday this Sunday and it got all screwed up too. The concert was an all evening event that started at 5pm and lasted until midnight or so. We get to my office at about 7pm, and we found out that the band that we were going to see wasn't going onstage until almost 10pm. So we were deciding if we wanted to go to the show and then walk around and stuff. Or we could go get something to eat. So we decided on the latter and went to the Elephant & Castle. Well it was fine, our waitress was a bit spacey and didn't bring me a chicken burger but a beef burger but it was still tasty and stuff so no big deal. We lolligag a bit on our way back to the office (which was where we were wasting time before we went in to the concert) and then just before we got back to the office the fiance looked almost green. I let him use the facilities, and he's still not feeling well. So he wanted to wait it out because he really wanted to see this band. But at about 8:45 or so he just couldn't take the pain so I pulled some strings and got the money back for the tickets, which was his Christmas present. So I felt so bad about his birthday being shitty I almost wanted to cry and I still do. If that had happened on my birthday I would just vow never to celebrate it again. I have to do something to make this up to him. I mean a dinner for your birthday is only nice if it doesn't make you ill. What should I do?

Friday Reality Recap Special!

2006-04-07T12:49:00.000-05:00

Ok here we are again, another Friday I LOVE IT! Let's jump right in.
ANTM: I really liked this episode for some reason. More then usual. And I am severely upset they got rid of Molly Sue over Jade. That's just retarded. They were all supposed to learn how to act and adlib this ep. It was funny, cause Molly Sue was really really funny in the improv stuff but then when it came to acting she was really nervous. But Jade was just obnoxious as hell. Every time she had a chance to talk in the improv class all she did was call down other people. Then when it came time to do the commercial for Cover Girl she was just ridiculously over the top. Like not even a ham but probably the whole pig. So bad. But they sent home Molly Sue because she didn't have a very outgoing persona. WTF is that? I think I really liked this ep because I never caught the acting shows in the other cycles, I always seemed to miss them somehow. .....NEXT!
Survivor..... umm I haven't seen it yet so more to come! OK so I finally watched it on Saturday and I am sooooooooooo mad. Austin got the boot! So frustrating! He was hot! I really don't like Terry at all anymore. He wouldn't give up his immunity idol to Autsin in order to save him. I don't get that. THey could have had Aras out if they had done it that way. Because as far as I could tell, it goes who ever has the immunity idol can't get voted off and the person with the next highest amount of votes gets the boot. Well that would have been Aras had Austin had the idol. Just retarded. I guess you can rationalize that decision by saying that you can only use the idol once and they haven't gotten anyone off of the other team to sway any numbers. I hate numbers games. It makes for a lot of obvious game playing. They need a challenge that shows off the pecking order. Then maybe Bruce and Cerie will see where they stand with their original 6. But I don't see that happening yet. So mad am I!!!!!!!!
AI: I AM SO MAD!!!! As if they ejected Mandisa! How retarded are American's anyways! Oh I am just furious. There's lots of speculation on the official idol message boards as to why she got the boot. Some say it was because of her little display before the 21st century songs from a week ago. Something about letting the "Almighty" save you from your lifestyle or something. Then the real reason is because she is overweight. Like who cares, she was one of te best voices and I think that the American public couldn't deny that so they took her down the first time she made a slip. And in country night I mean it's a slippery slope to try and do if you aren't a fan of that music. And to choose Shania Twain to sing wasn't her brightest idea. I mean Shania isn't the best singer in the world, she's the country music equivalent to Madonna, good performer and pretty but no real singing talent to speak of. I was pleasantly surprised by Chris. I thought for sure he was going to struggle but hey he pulled it off and well too! I really really liked Katharine's rendition of Faith Hill's "Bringin' Out The Elvis" cause it was nice and bluesy. And then at the end she kind of took a small shot at Simon which was funny! Ace did Keith Urban proud and Bucky even had a pretty good shot with a country song that I think I have heard from a non country artist. I actually really liked Bucky this week. The fact that Kellie Pickler sang the song "Fancy" by Reba McEntire made me laugh hysterically because the song is about a girl who turns 18 and her momma pimps her out to make money. HAHAHAHA! If you have ever heard about her prom dress scandal then you would understand! I missed Taylor's performance so I can't really say. I actually missed a lot of Mandisa's too. I really thought Elliott was going home. His song was awful! His vibrato was all over the damn place. Just not good dude! Wow I sounded like Randy for a second there. And well Paris stank up the joint too. But I was really hoping it was her that was going home. I did however love her hair being short and natural instead of Shirley Temple-ish. The best part of the whole results show went like this. Ford commercial: the gist was Kellie takes her old ugly car into the dealership and magically it comes out looking perfect and shiny. After commercial airs and comes back to show Ryan Seacrest says "And I think Kellie really believes that's how cars are made." Camera pans to Kellie and she has this look on her face like "Uh ... what?" She didn't even catch it. I nearly fell off the couch laughing at it. Mean but funny. And I know at least one of my readers will appreciate it - Shout out to ZK! Alright well that's it for me folks.
J-BOMB! OUT!

Friday Reality Recap Special (but it's really Monday oops!!)

2006-04-03T08:58:00.001-05:00

Ok so I forgot about this on Friday.....don't shoot me but I guess I really had work to do on Friday. I don't really remember. Ok so let's start.
ANTM: Well it was another week of skinny chicks going nuts! I was a bit happy that Gina finally gave Jade a piece of her mind. Very cathartic. But if you are going to tell off your biggest competition then you need to rock out your photo shoot, and she totally didn't. She looked like she was on some bad weed for the entire show. "Ok Gina show us some poses with props.....any time you are ready....really now would be good." She looked like a deer in the headlights but with slightly less awareness. It was too funny, but in that hard to watch kind of way. It bugs me that Jade gets better and better every week. I may have to start to like her now. They brought back the biggest weirdo on the show, Lisa, for a small cameo this ep. She mustn't be doing anything really special if she has to go back to the show. And of course biatch diva extrordinaire was back too, Janice Dickinson. That chick needs to lay off the plastic surgery. I think you could actually pop her lips with a pin they are so botox'd to extremes. Well needless to say they finally sent Gina packing. Pretty girl but nothing upstairs. Oh the best part.... Nnenna was posing with this super hot guy and it got pretty intense and as Joanie says "The guy totally pitched a tent in Africa and not the kind you can sleep under!" It was funny you just see the guy run off the set hiding behind his towel like Tarzan undies. Such an awesome line. Nnenna has a boyfriend apparently but I don't think she does anymore. Good ep all in all.
Survivor: Well it's tribal merge time!! And poor Casaya didn't have the numbers going in. It was 4 on 6 (La Mina) and it was pretty intense. They all make believed that it was a great thing but that lasted about 30 seconds. Terry and Austin were working people harder then the ho's on Higgins. I thought maybe they turned Bruce but it turned out that he is just too insecure to have an original thought. and then the rest of his original tribe got all lovey dovey with him so he thought he was part of the group, but he will be number 4 of the jury I can almost guarantee it. It came down to Nick and Terry for the first individual immunity challenge, and of course it was an outlast type of competition. Hang upside down from a log as long as you can. I was so mad because Terry has the immunity idol and he could have given up individual immunity and saved Nick, who ended up going home. So now I am down to 1 really hot guy (Austin) and 1 ok guy (Aras) . I think someone from the 6 goes home this week. It's just a feeling. The teaser looked intriguing. But then again I thought that about last week's teaser about someone needing medical attention and it was hardly even anything. Well that's not true, I mean Bruce did get whacked in the face with a Machete, that's pretty scary, but no one called for a medic. That was misleading. A little disappointing too. We'll see in a few days what happens next.
AI: Ok we had the bevy of all episodes for the contestants to shine, a night of 21st century music and all but 2 sucked! I was so disappointed. I almost cried it was so upsetting. The only people who did really well were Katharine and Paris. And I don't like Paris all that much but I think she rocked Beyonce's "Work it Out". Of course Simon tore it apart. Simon is just plain rude. All show no tell. Some of what he says can be true but there is a way to say it and not sound like him. Bucky even had a pretty good performance with a Tim McGraw song. I don't know what the song is cause it's country and I don't listen to country. Chris' performance was good but not great. And he picked a dumb song as far as I was concerned. I mean it's the 21st century you should pick a song that was actually released to the public! Not some no-name Creed song. Just dumb. And then Simon has the balls to say "You need to do something different, you can't just come out and do the same thing over and over again." Ok last week he was impressed with his non-compromise sense of artistry and now he's being tanked because of it. I mean they led him into thinking he was right for doing what he does best and then turn around and spank him for it. Make up your minds. I think he was even going to say something but he didn't get a chance. I think if he would have picked a more known song and still rocked it like he did Simon wouldn't have said that to him. He's such a turncoat. So it turned out that Lisa, Ace and Katharine were in the bottom 3. It was a bit shocking for Katharine to be there because she just nailed a Christina Aguillera song. Although I have never really heard of it until that night. But then I don't really like her. Lisa tried a Kelly Clarkson song and I thought she did pretty good at it myself. She actually emoted on stage. Something we haven't seen from her since the top 24 competitions. Ace did ok with his song but again he didn't knock it out of the park, he sang "Drops of Jupiter" by Train. At least it's a known song. Not only was it shocking that Katharine was in the bottom 3 but she went there instead of Bucky. It was down to the two of them for the last spot in the bottom 3 and it was her not him. I think even Bucky looked shocked. Strange. But Lisa went home because well lets face it she's forgettable. So I think now that they have dropped all the dead weight the competition should be fearless next week, oh no wait it's country week this week. Nevermind, Bucky and Kellie will be the favs going in because of the genre choice. I am so sick of Kellie Pickler it's just ridiculous. Send the ballsy saLmon eating minx home please!!!
Well that's it for another fun week of reality shows I love! Have a good week!!
J-BOMB! OUT!

Friday REality Recap Special (but it's really Monday oops!!)

2006-04-03T08:58:00.000-05:00

Hmm?

2006-03-28T09:08:00.000-06:00

I don't really know what to title this weeks edition. So "Hmm?" it is. I had a relatively ok weekend until Sunday. Saturday was pretty dead the whole day. I got up and drove the fiance to work at an ungodly hour on a saturday. Then I had to run back home and do laundry, but it felt more like I was supposed to be sleeping more instead so I did. I went back to bed at about 10:30am. I kept thinking it was later then it was when I was sleeping so I kept waking in a panic to look at the clock. Then my dad called at about 12:30 to let me know he was on his way up and that we were still on for dinner at Tony Roma's! I was very excited about this fact, but not enough to wake up. So I got off the phone with him and rolled over flipped the pillow to the cool side and slept for another 2 hours. Woke with a start! Sorry that sounded a little like "Twas the night before Christmas...." didn't it. But I did because I realized now that I have no time to do laundry and I have nothing to wear out to dinner. Oh for shame! I guess it was about 3:30 when I dragged my ass into the shower. Got all pretty and nice smelling and went to pick up the fiance from work, who has also managed to turn into a handsome prince by changing out of work clothes. And then back towards Tony's for dinner. Luckily my dad and uncle got there early and got a table right away because when the fiance and I walked in at about 6:05 there was a 45 minute wait and about 30 people in their lobby. And they were kind enough to have ordered a plate of wings for us to sample. Good cause I was starved! I had one of their famous "Bluetini's" and it was perfection! Then came the ribs! Oh and they were good! I had the baby backs as did the fiance and uncle had this amazing looking taco/santa fe chicken salad concoction and dad saddled up to the beef ribs. I think next time I go for the beef ribs. They were awesome! I am salivating just thinking about them. We even had some dessert, apple crumb cake and it was tasty but my tummy had enough! Then the dad and the uncle had to skedaddle because they were going to be late for the Moose game, which was why they were coming up in the first place. And I treated for dinner! Aren't I nice? It was actually pretty cheap considering. Dad left the tip which was nice. And I finally got a hug from my dad which I needed after the prior week I had at work. Dad's give the best hugs! So I asked the fiance if he wanted to go to a movie while we were already out, but apparently he had too much to eat too and wasn't feeling all that comfy so we went home. Then the next day we get ready to take him to work again... and numb nuts that he his left his work keys at work! So he had no way of getting into work until someone else got there. So he phones his parents house and no one picks up and they don't have an answering machine. I thought maybe he should have called his dad's cell but I don't think he did. Dumb boy! So needless to say he wasn't the funnest guy in the world that morning. You see when he does dumb stuff like that there is no getting him back into a good mood..... he's pissed and that's that. And it's not that he's pissed with just himself, he's pissed at everything and everyone. I'm not wrong am I? You know who you are. I had volleyball that night and it was for playoffs so it was a pretty important game. He got mad because he had no where to go after work but would consider watching my game for support. Such an asshole sometimes. So he went over to mommy and daddy's for pizza. So I had to then drive all the way into the other end of the world to pick him up and then go home. And of course when I get there the whole fan-damily is there, prodigal child and all. And I walk in the door and he's screaming his head off for some reason. I soon find out that they are trying to break him of the need to always be picked up to be soothed. Hmm here's a funny thought - don't let him get used to it in the first place so that you need to break the habit. This is why kids shouldn't be having kids. They're so cute and reaffirming to have and they validate your life, blah blah blah and then because they get so used to you telling them that the sun sets and rises on their command that they begin to believe it. And when you try to break that they get angry! Imagine that! I'm sorry but if you aren't strong enough to make a living commitment to someone you shouldn't be HAVING CHILDREN WITH THEM!!!! Sorry I get a little worked up. Anyways about 20 minutes of listening to the poor kid scream his head off they finally pick him up and he calms down for about 30 seconds and screams some more. That's enough for me. I give him the "look" and I think he gets it. I don't get gushy over babies I never have. I babysat way too many of the spoiled little brats that it doesn't effect me in a positive way when they get all worked up. I mean even when they are being cute.... laddi-dah. I really could care less. My favourite thing about a young baby is if it can sleep through alot of stuff going on around. And I don't mean just noise, but bustling people and odd sounds. Like this couple I know, they brought their little feeder with them to dinner with us to The Keg of all places and the kid slept the whole time. Impressive, why? Because there was more then just noisy music going on, there were people wanting to peek at him and waiters busting glasses and plates cracking against one another as the bussers cleared their tables. And not because he was deprived of sleep all day either. It was perfect. He was perfect. We hardly noticed him, not in a bad way. He was just content to sit in his baby car seat and sleep. I am shocked I really am because if you knew his father you would know that he would come by the wanting to be the centre of attention honestly if he did!! (Wink wink I know you're reading!) Anyways back to the most important part before the child rearing portion of this rant. My team has made it to the next round of playoffs for the first time in 2 years! I am very proud of them! I say them not us because as stellar of a match as I was having.... (we won the first game and I played that whole game basically), two plays into the second game and I rolled my ankle. And I couldn't sub out because of the way we rotated our players in at the start. So I played injured for the majority of the game. The next game I took myself out and we won. No that's not a coincidence. Smart asses! Then we lost the fourth and won the tie breaker. And every game was a nail biter. Me and who ever was sitting off with me were on the edge of our seats the whole time! It was awesome. It really was. Even the team we played against said the same thing that it's the best they've played in a while too. So we have this weekend off form volleyball and then come back the next weekend and possibly play a double header if we win the first game. I am so excited! Wow for an entry that wasn't supposed to be about much ended up being pretty long huh? Ah well. I'm done for now!
J-BOMB! OUT!

Friday Reality Recap Special!

2006-03-24T09:30:00.000-06:00

Ok so where to start. There were only 2 of the 3 that I like to watch on tv this week so lets start here...ANTM: EWWWW!!!! Cockroaches?!?!? Are you kidding me? The models had to do a runway with LIVE cockroaches on them hanging from a chain. And the cockroaches have be bejewelled to be fashionable. I mean where are the PETA people freaking out about the mistreatment of these "precious creatures". Gack! The asian chick Gina totally flipped out! It was great. The guy behind the scenes literally had to push out on to the runway. And it was fun because she totally turned it on there for the first 15-20 steps she took on the runway and then just about took a header near the end of her walk. So funny! Jade of course tried to break her down by playing with Gina's cockroach and flaunting it in her face. She's such a bitch. Not a biatch just a bitch. Jade thought she was so cool that she kissed the cockroach at the end of the runway. And she won the competition. Then they had photo shoots that were about fairy tale princesses and one boy for some reason. They shot them as they were falling through the air. That was really cool. So it was down to Kari, the somewhat plump (and I mean that in the most sarcastic way because she probably ways 115lbs) plus sizer for this year and Gina the freak out queen. They said Kari needed to tone up her body just a bit because her face is so thick but she has great bone structure and slimming down would make that pop out more, but she has had fairly consistent photos. Gina was told she needed to toughen up and not let other people get under her skin so easily. So in the end they sent home Kari. Probably because when they were critiquing her shoot she started to cry. Not a good move.Survivor: DAMN MARCH MADNESS!!!AI: So it was a good night for music again. They all had to do a 50's music night. And all in all it went pretty well with the exception of Bucky, Kevin and Lisa in my opinion. Bucky did just a hack job on the song "Oh Boy" by Buddy Holly. Kevin sang his entire song "When I fall in Love" with his hand in his front pocket, believe me I think that's the only kinda lovin' he's gonna get! And Lisa was just boring I don't even remember what she sang honestly and that's not a good sign. For the good ones....Mandisa, Chris, Katherine and Ace all knocked my socks off! The rest were just ok not great as Simon would say. Chris's rendition of "Walk the Line" was amazing and not at all like Live's version in entirety. It had similarities but it wasn't a carbon copy like alot of people are saying. Katharine's "Come Rain or Come Shine" which is a favourite song of mine was awesome! Ace did "In the Still of the Night" with a jazzy funk to it and it was impressive. And Mandisa sang her song just pitch perfect and her performance was stunning as always. She has the most grace and maturity on stage. And on the live results show it was Kevin, Bucky and Lisa in the bottom 3. And I saw that coming a mile away. And finally they fried Chicken Little! It was about time. And again Fox cut off his swan song which is a bit rude to the performer but it's ok cause I didn't like it the first time. Oh and they had Barry Manilow with them this week which was actually pretty cool. He's a smart musical guy boy oh boy. I could care less if I ever saw him perform again but he sure knows how to arrange and coach those kids vocally. Everything else has been fairly symbiotic here and easy going. Gonna get to see my dad this weekend because he is coming up for a Moose game on saturday. I am very excited because we are going to Tony Roma's for dinner. MMM!!! Yummy! I am salivating as wee speak. I think I am going to try the beef ribs this time! Well that's it for me kids. Talk to you all later! J-BOMB OUT

Irony Sucks Part Deux

2006-03-20T15:45:00.000-06:00

The title and the fact that LIFE SUCKS BIG HAIRY DONKEY BALLS should answer any questions whether or not I got the job. It's all I got right now. To be sure there will be more soon. But I need time to formulate words and not tears.

Ok so let's elaborate a bit here folks. First I am going to go through the TM Family tree a bit for a background. I started working in the phone room about 4 months after Kirby started working in the phone room. Kirby started with TM because his good friend Richard was the phone room manager at the time and he needed a job. I started there because I couldn't stand working at Wal-Mart anymore and I had previous TM experience from Calgary. My point... I got the job on my own merits! Not because of whom I knew. About a year and a bit after I was in the phone room a position came up in the Mass Ticketing department. Now I had already been training in that department as backup for a week or so when I found out about the job. So happily I forwarded my resume on with the advice from the person leaving the job that it was really mine for the taking. So a-woohoo for me! THEN I hear that Kirby is putting in for the same position. Hmm, I thought, well I should be worried but I was reassured by that same person not to be worried about it. Ok fine! I was told he didn't have the personality to pull off the job. I myself am chalk full of personality and didn't see this as a problem until, all of a sudden they didn't want me training in the department anymore. Hmm, I thought again. I was told I was taken of training because it wasn't fair. That's when I got worried. That's weird considering the job is mine for the taking. Why would they stop the training, and who were they being fair to? Were they being fair so it wouldn't hurt Kirby's feelings or were they being fair to me so I wouldn't get to attached to the idea of getting the job. Makes it easier to let me down. Oh did I mention that this is before the interviews even took place. Curiouser and curiouser. So the interview went very well. And I seemed to think maybe just maybe I had changed a few minds. I even remember making a bet with someone in the phone room that I wouldn't get it because Kirby was Rich's best friend. And guess what, you got it, I won the bet. Whatever right. Water under the bridge now. So now fast forward to 2005 around October. Beth and I are vying for the same job. Oh yeah Beth on the TM Family Tree, she started 8 months after I did and she got the job because one of her friends was working in the phone room at the time who told her about the job. Whatever really I mean I learned about jobs through other people before. Then she got promoted to the Retail Area Manager (RAM) position (without the job being posted) because, and this is my own personal opinion, because Richard has had a hard on for her since she started. This job is the Box Office Assistant Manager of the MTS Centre. She is the front runner for the position. But I interview so well that I made them think twice about hiring her. But they still give the job to her based on the fact that she has experience at handling a great deal of money compared to me. It's thin I guess but semi-legitimate reasoning. So then they tell me that I should apply for Beth's job because I am a shoe in for it. I was in so many words, barring a strike of lightning, that the position would be mine. This being told to me by both Richard AND Peter. So ok then I will wait again for my moment in the sun. Then about a week and a bit after that fiasco, Rich pulls me into the office and say that they are giving the RAM job to Kirby because they are closing down the Mass departments across Canada except for Vancouver and Toronto. And because they think that Kirby is a worthy employee (Am I not a worthy employee then?) and want to keep him around they decided to give him this job so that he wouldn't be jobless. Interesting. I think he could have had MY job and I could have gotten the job that I was, well I don't want to say promised, but I haven't got any other words to explain it. Fine whatever. So I tool away at my mediocre paying job yet again. So fast forward to this month when I posted "Irony Sucks". Since then I interviewed supremely well (or so I am told) and did not get the job again. The job went to someone in Edmonton and guess what job she used to have there, and oh this hurts, she was the Mass Ticketing person in Edmonton. Nice huh? Again because someone might be out of a job that may not be more qualified for the position than I am gets the job. And because this person is going to be based out of Alberta then all the Outlets (or retail areas) in Winnipeg will be calling me for EVERYTHING! Not that they don't do that now but it will be a little harder emotionally to deal with it now. How can someone not be good to be hired for the job that they already do? So let's recap shall we... I lose a job to someone who was hired through favouritism TWICE. I lose a job to someone who was given the job out of pity TWICE. I lost a job that I was told I would be the best person for the job TWICE. And also two of the people in Winnipeg I lost jobs here to, I am the only one who has never worked for anyone but TM during my 5 year tenure here. Both Kirby and Beth held other jobs at other places even when they were in the phone room. Whether the person in Edmonton did other jobs for another company while she worked for TM is beyond me. It's just so funny how this

company does not reward loyalty at all. Not only did I not get the job but the person who made the decision (Graham) didn't even have the courtesy to tell me himself. Peter emailed him about whether he had made a decision or not and he emailed him back and said that he had chosen the person from Edmonton and asked Peter to let us down here. Classy isn't it? Then to try and make it better Peter kept trying to console me and I think just making it worse. And then came out to tell me to hang in there because they want me take on more responsibilities in the company to get my foot further in the door, but not a word about more money. When he did mention money he said that on March 24th we would be getting our raises. HAH! Our raises are cost of living increases of 3 lousy fucking percent! That doesn't even net me $1000 more a year. It barely nets me half that. What do you do when you have glass ceilinged your current position and they keep giving away better positions to other people? Do you stay or do you go. I mean I have 5 years with this company and up until this last working year it's been pretty good. I have benefits finally and stuff, but how am I supposed to keep on posing as an adult instead of getting to live like one. Like I said BIG HAIRY DONKEY BALLS!!! I'm done.

J-BOMB OUT.

Friday Reality Recap Special!

2006-03-17T13:54:00.000-06:00

Ok so let's have a bit of my Reality Recap fun.
***AMNT***: Crap! As if the Wendy chick went home. And exactly where did she go to, she lost her home from Katrina. I hope they at least put her up in a hotel for a bit. I thought Jade should have gone home. But hey she must be good for the biatch/diva rating! I have a new respect for Furonda, she certainly turned her shoot out really well. And I think Leslie got unfairly deemed as a men's magazine cover. Did you see what she was wearing? The two strips (literally) of material covering her. How are you supposed to pose in that and NOT look skanky! Get real! I still think Nnenna all the way!
***Survivor***: I hate these types of eps. I watched the first 15 days I don't need a recap. And they never really show that much that was not already shown on the original eps. No big surprises like Shane and Courtney banging one out behind the outhouse. Just crappy filler. GET ON WITH IT! I want to see competition!!!
***American Idol***: WTF! Seriously! That little lisping chicken little wannabe is still in it and ACE was in the bottom 3??? What is wrong with the American Public (aside from the obvious)? I just don't get it? If the website votefortheworst.com is really behind the keeping of Kevin they should be ashamed of themselves for ruining a perfectly good talented person's chances at the whole thing! I mean it just doesn't get anymore absurd. When they started naming the bottom 3 and it started with Ace and Kevin the optimist in me wanted to believe that the joke that is Kevin was finally getting his and then Seacrest said Ace was in the bottom 3 I nearly leapt at the tv to punch him! I was seriously upset. The other two being in the final two (Lisa and Melissa) I could see because Melissa screwed up her lyrics and let's face it Lisa is just boring. But it should have been Kevin that went home. Melissa should have had another shot at redeeming herself. So upset am I Yoda! All of the performances really lacked something for me. Even Mandisa and Chris seemed a little safe to me. They were good but not great as Randy would say. Just awight dawg! Vocally everyone was shaky. And if I have to hear Kellie Pickler talk about stupid shyte one more time I swear... tarantulas on her eyes?? WTF is she babbling about. And Paris singing her way through her post performance interview was a so over the top. I even saw Randy and Paula give each other a look as if to say "Bad little girl!". So there's my Reality Recap.
Oh and I won't hear about the job until Monday. Grr! The reason that makes me mad is because the fiance said the same thing to me when he dropped me off from work was that I wouldn't be told today. And he's right. That's the truly painful part! It makes me a bit worried because as far as I know I was the front runner for the job but something is making them think harder about it. That's what happened the last time I interviewed for the other position. I interviewed so well that I made Petey think the whole weekend about who should get the job because I wasn't the front runner for it that time. It still went to the front runner person but it looked better for me that I interviewed that well. I wonder then if I truly was the front runner and if I was then who else interviewed so well it is making the decision harder. And if I wasn't the front runner then who was and was it my interview again that is making the decision harder ya know? Oh well hopefully on Monday all will be answered. Anticipation is tough!

The Excitement is Palpable!

2006-03-15T13:00:00.000-06:00

So today I had my interview for the position I have been so excited about. And I think it went pretty well. I felt really good about the answers I provided for each of the questions. And the guys I interviewed with seemed impressed. However that's how I felt about the last time I interviewed for a new position here. It seemed like I was answering really quickly though. I hope it didn't sound rehearsed. I had them smiling and laughing at the appropriate times. I really hope this works out for me. Not to sound too egotistical but I really am the best person for the job. I have the experience and the knowledge to do this job because I do it almost every day on a regular basis. I felt like I asked what I needed to as well. The only thing I could think would work against me were the huge dark circles under my eyes. I didn't sleep at all last night. I kept going over the one dreaded question I didn't want to answer. "Are you willing to relocate to Alberta for this job?" And luckily they never asked me that question. They did ask if I would have a problem with the travel involved in the position and I was emphatic that I wouldn't be opposed at all. I even told them that was one of the parts I was looking forward to the most in this new job. And I really am. That and the money! LOL! My life would be so almost perfect if I got this job. A week away from the fiance once a month? I mean what could be better? Hahahaha! I mean he could even come with me for a bit of it maybe. Go up a few days early and have a good time. I even got a bit profound in the interview. We were talking about how it's so amazing that when one part of your life starts falling into place personally, how it can it can translate to the same in your professional life. I also said that my New Year's Resolution was to try and let things not be personal and to just let it go. Let it resolve and let it go. They seemed impressed with that too. I just feel that if I get this position then I will no longer feel like a poser as a grown up. I can finally shed that fake skin and slough it of and turn into the professional adult I know I am. I fell almost giddy. I did however hear that there were 4 not 2 people vying for the job. 2 from Winnipeg and 2 from Alberta. I know the other person here in Winnipeg and he has a good shot at this job but I think my experience with the department is higher. But his experience with the company is longer. But he has been with the company off and on for years. I have only worked here for 5 years now and not anywhere else. I hope that kind of loyalty is looked at too. At the end of the interview they said they would have a decision made by the end of the week. So on pins and needles I sit for 48 hours. I doubt I will sleep any better tonite. I am not a religious person but there is some serious prayer to the career gods going on here. I can't type anymore... I am too jittery!

J-BOMB OUT!
(with lotsa butterflies fluttering by inside my tummy!)

Nothing to exciting.

2006-03-13T11:49:00.000-06:00

So I had a fairly boring weekend. I stayed up really late on Friday (until like 4:30am Saturday) because I went to sleep early that night like midnight-ish and the fiance came to bed at the same time but he had every noise under the sun coming out of his nose, it sawed, it whistled and it gurgled. So I got back up and watched some tv until I was sure I was tired enough no to care what sound he was making this time around. Fun, fun, fun! Saturday I vegged all day. I even took a nap a bit. Nothing like sleeping in your bed when it is sunny outside and about 4 in the afternoon. Ahh the good ol' days! I didn't even leave the apartment on saturday. It was awesome! I did one load of laundry and that was that. I didn't even do the dishes. Ooops! I forgot. Don't you miss those days when you were still in high school and didn't have a job or anything to worry about on the weekends because they were yours to spend the way you wanted to. Oh I miss that. When I would get phone calls before noon on a weekend I would answer my line "Is it after noon yet? No it's not call back then." and just hang up the phone. I was labeled "unsocialable until after noon" from then on. I was socialable but not the kind of socialable you would like. But then I grew up. Well sort of. I still don't like getting up before noon on my weekends off, but I will if I have to. Like this sunday was the exception because I had volleyball at the ungodly hour of 9:30AM. Rude! That meant I had to be awake at 7:45am. I am still trying to get over that early start. And then we lost the frickin' game. I had some mad hops at the net too. Piss me off. Then afterwards I went home, and planned to do some laundry but I accidentally fell asleep on the couch and forgot. Then I had to get the fiance from work at 5. I left a little after 4 and I wanted to go shopping so I did and found some awesome clothes! I am very happy with my purchases. But I forgot I bought tickets to a Moose game (Cindy Klassen is going to be there!). So I am a bit short now. And I have a rather expensive dental appointment on the 21st. I will be ok though because then pay day is right after that. Ahh all growed up and worrying about money. Ain't life grand?!?!? Gack! Well that's it for me I think. Not too rant-y today. That's ok right?

J-BOMB OUT!

Blah Blah HOT BOYS Blah

2006-03-10T10:16:00.000-06:00

I am at work and it's 10:15am and I am already done my whole days work. I am so ridiculously bored. I have nothing to do and I still have 7 hours of my day left. Crap! Oh a fax I can deliver woohoo!!! Well that was a fun 45 seconds. Now what? Let's see if I can remember any good jokes. Hmm..... A guy is in a bathroom in a bar and a really built black guy comes in and stands beside him at another urinal and says "I'm 6 foot 6 inches tall 285 lbs My dick is 9 inches long and I have a 3 lbs right and a 3 lbs left ball - Turner Brown." The other guy is visibly freaked and said "Excuse me?!?!?!" So he repeats " I'm 6 feet 6 inches tall 285 lbs my dick is 9 inches long and I have a 3 lbs right ball, and a 3lbs left ball - I'm Turner Brown." "Oh thank god" says the other guy obviously relieved "I thought you said Turn Around!" Hahahaha. One of my very favourite jokes. The other is What position do you have to be in to have an ugly child? I don't know ASK YOUR MAMMA! Ahh well. So I should mention I am a bit of a TV-aholic. I watch alot of shows and alot of them are repeaters that I love. Like "Friends", "Buffy the Vampire Slayer", "Angel" and I LOVE SURVIVOR! Especially this year.... that Austin guy is stupid HOT! Merrr! That's my naughty purr sound! He's as good as Colby during the Australian series. I find it a really interesting Survivor this year. Alot of do-gooders and manics like Shane. One extreme to the other. It's great. I also watch American Idol! It's been an awesome show so far. I would just like to say that Chris and Ace for the guys should be the final two, for nothing else other then my own naughty purposes. When the guys competed on Wednesday this week, I thought it was AMAZING. Chris doing Seether was just phuckin' HOT!!! The boy has this presence that is just palpable. And he's bald with the perfect type of facial hair ....merrrr. Ok I am back. Now for Ace, he has the nicest upper body on that show. He needs to wear a nice tight tee one night. His hair is innocent and his face is almost virginal. You want to take him and teach him naughty things. When I watched him at the end of his "Butterflies" song I swear, a tiny orgasm happened! He was ridiculously HOT! And I like that Taylor guy too but not in a buttery nether regions way like the other two. He has a really good natural performer to him. But Ace and Chris....yowza! So Thursdays for TV are the best at my house. Both AI and Survivor are on. At the same time but while one is on commercial the other isn't so it's a flip of the switch and I am a happy chick! I also love to watch America's Next Top Model! And it's starting it's next cycle which is exciting. I like to see chicks duke it out. The divatudes are great! I want to see Jade go DOWN!!! But I bet she makes top 5 or better because she would be good for ratings. So here are my predictions for these three series.
Survivor - Top 4. I think that Nick, Austin, Sally and Terry will be the final four. It is my belief that the other team will implode mentally and one of the other Casaya people will flip and side with La Mina.
American Idol - Top 4. I think it will be Mandisa, Katherine, Ace and Chris. The last 3 are the hotties of their group and Mandisa will get the fat chick vote. I know she will have mine.
America's Next Top Model - Top 4. I haven't really gotten too into it just because it JUST started this week. But I will do a little preliminary pick....Sarah, she will be the upset because she's has no experience modeling what so ever but she nailed her first photo shoot, Nnenna because she has the nice girl background and she's got an unusual look, Wendy because the show was shot in the aftermath of Katrina and she is from New Orleans so there could be a pity thing there, and Leslie for the Latina flair. I think I should make friday my TV Blog day. Unless something else happens. I like that idea. Have a good weekend all (George and Jenn!)!
J-BOMB OUT!

Not So Fun Times are Here Again (Part 2)

2006-03-07T12:41:00.000-06:00

Then Saturday finally came, and 'the fiance" and I hit the road for Kenora. It was nice. The roads were clear and so were the skies. Smooth sailing. You would think. I wanted to be on the road by 9AM but he wanted to wait until the LC opened so he could buy some beer before we hit the road. And we had to go to Canadian Tire and buy spark plugs for my brother to do when we got there. So we did Can. Tire first and then headed to the south end of our fine city to go to the LC just to waste time before 10AM. Ok fine, we did get to go to one of the better LC in Grant Park Shopping Mall. I bought a couple bottles of wine and Mike bought the beer. I went to Tim's to get a coffee and a muffin for the road. And I asked if he wanted anything but he wanted to look and see so I went over there and he went to the car to put away the stuff first. To me that was just a waste of 5 minutes. So I got my coffee and I met him as he was coming back into the mall and I told him I was going to the car to wait for him. He was back out within like seconds and he was mad because he couldn't find a bathroom. So off we go to the next stop which is McD's for him and when we get there he goes in and comes back out within minutes this time and with no food to eat. But he did get to pee, but he was still mad, which makes for an interesting trip. So he goes to take off and he almost makes my coffee spill everywhere so I was like uh watch my coffee, and he got madder of course. He's such a grump. Finally get on the highway and people are just being the stupied phucks known to man. On the perimeter there was some dumb lady in the lef thand lane going 80km/h in a 100km/h zone and was too scared to pass a U-haul van so she was blocking up the road. I mean really then, slow the hell down and get in behind the truck and out of our way. Then we get to the Lorette turn off and the highways are in such bad shape it's like driving on a washboard. And that went on for about 30 kms. Then the rest of the drive was good until we hit the Ontario border and my bladder said STOP! It was another 20 kms until we could stop. Everything was closed until Clearwater Bay. So even smoother sailing after that because my bladder was empty and his mood was nominally better. It always gets better when we get to Kenora. It's the journey that sucks but the destination that rules! Oh did I forget to mention that we made these plans with my brother like a week and a half ago and when I called him friday night to remind him that I was coming in at about noon he had forgotten that I was coming down at all. Nice huh? His only job was to not tell my parents that I was coming down in order to surprise them. But to get them over to his place for any reason the night I was there. Well my dear older brother must be losing it in his old age because he forgot I was coming and told my mom that they would have dinner at her place on saturday night. Dumbass! So I told him he had to fix it before I got down. Luckily he can lie pretty good when he needs to. He told my mom he forgot about an adult's only dinner party he was going to at one of his in-laws on saturday night and if she could, would she babysit for them. Of course she says yes, because she will babysit anytime to spend time with the girls. He lied to his mommy which he never does. Impressive but for a good cause. Then he called dad and asked him to babysit for him too so that they would be there around the same time. Playing the ends against the middle, nice strategy I must say. But they weren't coming over until about 4:30 or so. What would we do in the mean time. Go to the sno cross at the rec centre. Cool. Actually it was kinda fun. Watching snow machines doing jumps and racing at the same time. But it was about 3 hours of standing outside with nothing but shoes (not boots) and a touque. It was a bit cold, but I was ok and the fiance was the one who was cold. His toes were frozen so we went back to Curt's van and warmed up and we were only there for about 10 minutes when the races were all done and it was time to go. We all headed back to Curt's and sat and chatted and before we knew it Mom was pulling up in the driveway. So Mike and I hid in Amelia's bedroom and we told the girls to get gramma to come in the room to tell her they had something to show her. So then Mike and I jumped out of the closet and scared the hell out of her. It was funny. She literally grabbed her chest and jumped back in shock. Then she hugged us and we went to the living room and started to gab. She said "I guess I am not babysitting tonite huh." We all had a laugh. No sooner had we gotten to gab and dad's truck pulled up. S o back to hiding we go. This time just to mix it up we hid in Rachelle's room this time. But the girls brought him into Amelia's room and were confused so we were going to come out of Rach's room and surprise all of them as a joke but the girls caught on to quick and brought him into Rach's room and I jumped out of the closet and Mike hid behind the bed and jumped up and gave dad a start, but in a good way. And we all hugged and had a laugh. It was great! We ordered Chinese food from Ho-ho's (the best Chinese food in Kenora) and spent about 120$ on it. But it was worth it to finally get to see my family after we got engaged. And stupid me forgot all my bridal magazines in Winnipeg. Colleen was upset with me for that. It was funny. We drank a lot of wine and beer which was fun. Then dad and I made plans for lunch the next day. We went to BBQ Bobs. If you are ever in Kenora it's highly recommendable. So we sat up and watched some really funny shows on Discovery with Curt and Colleen. We laughed so hard, Colleen and I even had giggle fits. Out of control laughter, just what I needed. Then we went to bed and got up around 10ish am. And it was snowing pretty good when we got up. I thought we were going to get snowed in. We got up and Curt and Colleen decided to blow off church and have a small breakfast. Then the girls, Colleen and I all went shopping. It is Amelia's bday at the end of March so I wanted to get her something for her bday and they needed clothes, so that's what we got her. And I can't buy clothes for Amelia and not Rach, so we found Rach a pair of really cheap jeans for like $12 and they were levi's too. Very cute and a top too. We had fun. And it gave Colleen a chance to get her shopping done without the kids throwing stuff in the cart. Then I tried to get Colleen to buy something for herself but she wouldn't do it. I mean there were some nice tops for her that were only like $7. Then we were supposed to go to my mom's after shopping but we didn't have enough time. We met my dad for lunch and had a nice time again. We got back to Curt and Colleen's and decided to do the wait and see with the weather. Then Coll's brother came over and the boys all had a beer each. So that means that I have to drive back to the city now in this fun weather. So I tried to get him to realize that this isn't traveling weather but he wouldn't hear of it. Work needed him to be there even though his brother was there. I phoned the store and told Jay that maybe we might not make it back because of the shyty weather and he was fine with it so I told him to talk to the boy about it but he just said we would be there no matter what. I was pissed. Let's get us back so you can go to work and risk our lives to do it. Just retarded! SO we got on the road around 5ish or so. It started to slow down a bit snow-wise so we got in the car and got going, and I thought all was well until I decided to test the conditions. Well I tapped my brakes on a straight stretch on the highway and with no oncoming traffic. I skidded to the left and then the right and got it back on track and decided to go a little slower then usual. We got to about 10 kms to the Manitoba border and there is this car going less then 50km/h on the highway. I mean it was icy and all but not to that effect. He had a line up of like 10 cars behind him by the time I caught up to him. Then cars were coming up on my ass, I had to keep my hazards on to let them know how slow it was up here. We never got to pass this guy until Falcon Lake. So finally get by him and then the highway was twinned from there on back to the city. And it only got worse there because they hadn't really cleaned off any part of the highway on the Manitoba side, they just kind of hoped that the heavy trucks were keeping the lanes clear. Bunch of morons. Ontario had trucks for snow removal and plows out when we drove through it. So passing was fun and when semi's were passing you was even more fun- NOT! I was whited out completely and all I could do was keep the wheel straight and hope for the best. Then when I was going by some car he was riding the line when it wasn't clear and I got mad at this guy not to mention the fact that he was only going 75km/h in front of me and when I decided to go around him he does the typically retarded Winnipeg thing to do and speed up. So as I was going around him I had to go even faster then I was really all that comfortable with but staying behind this guy wasn't an option. So I had to get ahead of him fast because the lane is getting dodgier and dodgier as the time goes on, so I get back into the lane ahead of him I had to cut my lane change a little closer then I usually give on the highway. Too phucking bad for him. He shouldn't have tried to race when he wasn't going to go that fast with people behind him. Then as I came back into the lane he high-beamed me. I flicked it back at him with my rear view mirror and called him a few choice words. You know me! Then as another vehicle was going to pass me I moved over and slowed down made a comment like "See that's how you let the faster car go by you." But of course whathisface had to get all bossy about it. You know when driving conditions aren't ideal then maybe, just maybe YOU SHOULDN'T ANTAGONIZE THE PHUCKIN' DRIVER!!!!!!! Stupid phuckhead. Of all the times to pick a fight, really. He got mad because the clear part of the lane that I was in was in the middle of the road. Well I can't help that. That's where it's clear and that's where I am traveling on it. That's how it works in the city. And he damned well knows that. Lines don't mean shyte when you can't see the phuckin' things, it's where the clear part of the pavement is that makes the lanes. I mean I travel down Portage every friggin' day and never do I travel where the lines are on the roads in the winter BECAUSE YOU CAN'T SEE THEM!!!! So that was all kinds of stupidity right there. And then he had to pee so I pulled into the Petro just outside the city by the lorette turn off and he went inside to do his business, and I had to go all of a sudden too so I went. When I came out he was buying a chocolate bar. ONE chocolate bar and the kind of bar I don't like. I paid for everything except one tank of gas when we were in Kenora and he couldn't even think about me when making one of my favourite types of purchases. Nice huh. I think he did it on purpose too because I had mentioned wanting a choc. bar in Clearwater Bay on the way out. And I didn't get it. Whenever one of us makes those kinds of purchases it's just a silent understanding that you buy one for the other person too. I mean it always was before. It would be like me coming home one night with a slurpee for me but not for him. Which I have NEVER done in 7 years. That's just the rudest thing he could have thought to do. We finally got home, thanks to MY amazing driving, not his, at about 8PM and I phoned my brother to let him know we got home ok. And I don't think I even talked to him the rest of the night. But I think it's time for me to digress. I am just getting madder as I am recounting the evening. Well that's it for me folks, tip your waitresses with wreckless abandon.

J-BOMB OUT!

Not So Fun Times are Here Again.

2006-03-07T11:12:00.000-06:00

So last week at work was a bit of a downer. It started off with Kirby telling us he's leaving for bigger and better things. And it ended with me crying. Needless to say it was a bit of a roller coaster ride. So I definitely needed the weekend away from Winnipeg. It started thursday morning with a dumb phone call from a customer that shouldn't have been dealt my way but that seems to be the way it always works. I am the "all stupid questions answered here" desk. And it drives me nuts when the questions should have been answered by the person who sherked it off on me. Or at least give me a heads up when this shyte comes up. So I wanted the phone call to be investigated in order to find out who said what wrong. Because it can't be the customer all the time. So I got into it with the Phone Centre Manager Paul, because it was one of his supervisors that should have known better. So I sent Paul the info to trace the call, or so I thought how it could be traced, and I was told "I'm not going to trace the call. Let it go.", in those exact words. Ok well that wasn't good enough and I told him that it was contradictory that he wouldn't look into it and that his signature on his email said that he took pride in service excellence that he provided, but fine consider it "let go". He retorted with "If you are applying for that outlet services position this does not bode. Let it go please." Well I was so pissed after that and really feeling threatened. So I printed off this email banter and sealed it in an envelope with a note to Peter that said it felt dangerously like a threat that he said that. And that I felt that Peter should know about it. I asked that I didn't want to discuss it beyond that letter and that it stay between him and I. Well that didn't happen so me, Peter, Paul AND Richard had to have a meeting. I so didn't want to deal with it and I thought you know if I really stand up for myself I am just going to screw up the Outlet Services thing, considering I put Paul on my reference list. So my plan in the meeting was to just to keep my mouth shut so as not to piss off the powers that be. Well that plan went, well not fine, it turned into Bash and Burn January Fest 2006. I am apparently demanding and rude and not very nice to sum it all up. Apparently when I assume people should do their jobs it's out of line. And all the sups in the back do is bitch about me. And I just sat there and took it. I was kind of shocked because some of the things Paul was saying were just mean. And I wasn't the one who brought that up. Peter said he was fairly scathing when he was talking. But of course that wasn't said when Paul was in the room. Peter said Paul could leave and let me sit in the room with to defend myself like nothing had a context. And I couldn't. I broke down completely. I cried and couldn't even find the words to how hurt I was by all of this. The most I managed to eke out was that I thought it was really out of line what Paul said about the Outlet Services position that I was going for. I told them that I needed that job, and that he would threaten me with it, was very unfair. And Peter said that he didn't think Paul meant it as a threat, but as a flippant remark. Well as a Manager maybe he should be thinking about his remarks a bit more. Because I know that would sound a whole lot different if it were brought up to the Labour Board. But I didn't say that. Peter was shocked I just sat there and took it, and I said I wasn't going to do or say anything to jeopardize my chances at the Outlet Services job. And both Peter and Richard assured me that there was no way that what Paul said would have anything to do with that job. And then the shocker of all shockers, Richard says "What Paul was absolutely brutal, he never should have said that about your chances for that position." I never thought Richard would ever have my back that way. It would have been nicer if he said that in front of Paul. But I am not going to be making those kind of wishes in this place. I mean Richard and I haven't been good friends like I have been with some of the other managers, I mean we work together with one specific client and that's about it. We have a bit in common but I wouldn't think that he would come to my defense before Paul's because he and Paul have been working there together for a long time. So the rest of that day pretty much sucked. And the next day wasn't any different. I mostly stayed up front with the door closed and not talking too much or anyone. I just wanted to make it through to Saturday where the good times were gonna roll! Stay tuned, I am gonna make this a two parter so as to save room.
J-BOMB OUT! (only temporarily)

Irony SUCKS!

2006-02-27T14:58:00.000-06:00

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!

2006-02-23T11:16:00.000-06:00

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!

2006-02-20T10:36:00.000-06:00

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.

2006-02-15T13:15:00.000-06:00

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.

2006-02-13T09:11:00.000-06:00

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

2006-02-10T10:11:00.000-06:00

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!
J-BOMB OUT!

Noise Pollution

2006-02-09T10:26:00.000-06:00

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! J-BOMB OUT!

Here I am

2006-02-07T16:31:00.000-06:00

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.....................................
J - Bomb(that's me) OUT!