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August, 2005

  1. August 30, 2005 by Louise

    As the pretty wig auction gets closer and closer to ending I get sadder and sadder. Would someone please tell me to get over myself?
    Looks don’t count for everything! Hair ain’t nothin’! LOUISE STOP BEING SELFISH!
    Also? I love, LOVE nachos. NACHOS! Oh my gosh, you guys, nachos.

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  2. super smoove ;)

    August 28, 2005 by Louise

    You know, most of the time I don’t really mind being bald. Not too much, anyway. I just kind of go around with a bandanna on my head, and when I leave the house, I put on my eyebrows and throw on my wig and it’s mostly all good.

    Except for lately– you may remember me mentioning that I can’t find my wig? Yeah. See, when we moved, as you know, we packed in a hurry. The last things we packed, into a special bag to bring in the cab of the uhaul with us, were: my wig (because it was SO hot that day, I couldn’t wear it, but wanted to have it in the cab in case we had to go inside anywhere), a couple of Rob’s autographed graphic novels, and our router (which we had to return to the phone company but could do in PEI because it’s the same ph. company). We put it in the cab, then went upstairs to do one more “dummy check” to make sure we weren’t leaving behind anything important (we had to leave behind like, half our furniture and lots of our stuff– stupid truck was too small). When we had gone up to do the dummy check on the apartment, we’d left the windows open because Emilio Estevez and Judd Nelson were in there– we couldn’t let them die! Plus my nephew and sister were in the car right next to the truck. No problem, right?

    Wrong. It was only after we arrived in PEI that day that we realized that the bag with our special stuff? Was not in the truck. Someone had taken it out of the cab of the truck when we were upstairs. Hey, I’m not surprised, considering that our apartment was in the ghetto. I mean, I’ve had my car stolen once, broken into twice, my breakfast stolen out of my car when I was at the gas station– so what else is new? The router probably looked like a really expensive piece of equipment to whatever crackhead (my apologies to any crackheads out there who aren’t thieves) snatched it up. And hey! They could wear my ($200 specially-cut-for-me) wig while they were doing their crackhead things! Hooray!

    So this leaves me bald. Sure, I’m not ashamed that I’m bald, but a girl likes to look pretty sometimes, you know? And I don’t, when I don’t have my hair on. I hate the way people stare at me. I want to get dressed up and go out with Rob without some clashing bandanna on my head. I WANNA BE CUTE, DAMNIT!

    Unfortunately there aren’t any reputable wig dealers here on PEI. There’s one guy who wanted to charge me $1500 for a synthetic wig (uh, no?) because basically, he’s the only guy on the Island and he can charge what he wants. Fantastic.
    I’ve checked out eBay and found a wig that I really want at a fantastic price– it’s just that as I’m not working right now, there’s no money to buy it with so it will have to wait until I start working in September. When I do start working in September– actually that freaks me out too. Because I want to have hair when I’m teaching! ARGH!

    Hey, how about I end this now before I become overdramatic? “THE CHILDREN! THINK OF THE CHILDREN!”

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  3. Bite me, doughboy.

    August 27, 2005 by Louise

    Just because I’m grumpy doesn’t mean that it’s “that time of the month”.

    No, no one has accused me of this today. Actually it’s been a few years (well, not counting someone having commented here a few months back that that must be why I was feeling so emotional). But I did see something on a kids’ (well, teen’s– like one of those Saved By The Bell-ish shows?) show today that annoyed the hell out of me. I don’t even know what show it was– just that some teenage guy made a crack about a teenage girl being surly because it was ‘that time of the month’. And then nothing else was said about it. Like they just accepted that; there couldn’t be any other reason. I didn’t think that people thought that way anymore!

    I did used to work with a man who was always making cracks about things like that. “Oh, look out, Dorothy’s annoyed… must be ‘that time’.” Damn, man, Dorothy was annoyed EVERY day. Mainly because this guy never did his job properly and always showed up late.

    It just makes my brain explode that when a woman’s pissed off, it’s because she’s got PMS, there can be no other reason. When a guy’s in a pissy mood, it’s because he’s a man, and men have Important Concerns– you never hear anyone saying “Hey, Bob’s annoyed today– must be a sperm retention headache”.

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  4. how much is that doggie in the window…

    August 21, 2005 by Louise

    I’m allergic to pretty much every type of pet dander there is. Feathers? Atchoo. Cat hair? ATCHOOOOOO! Horses, sheep, monkeys, you name it, I’m allergic.
    This includes dogs. However, I had a dog for 16 years, and wasn’t allergic to her (she was a terrier-poodle mix my dad got at the Humane Society when I was 10). My parents have a German Shepherd/Collie mix (actually, she was my brother’s, but his wife didn’t like her, so she ended up at mom and dad’s “just for a few weeks” and now, six years later…)and ohhh, I love her, but only from afar. Very afar. Like, she can be outside and I’ll look at her out the window. Otherwise, sneezing and itching and writhing occur.

    So why is it that I’m longing for a wee doggity of my very own? I love dogs. I loved my pup, Wicket, so, so much and never thought I could want another dog after she died three years ago because she was the Best Dog Ever. But now I find myself thinking of finding a puppy for Rob and I to love. I’ve been cruising the Humane Society website for weeks now, just looking. I’ve been trying to research hypoallergenic dog breeds (I know that no dog is 100% non-allergenic and that different folks react differently to different dogs). I know, so far, that I’m okay with terriers and poodles, and Meredith‘s delightful pup, Bonny.

    Robbie definitely doesn’t want any ‘yappy dogs’ or poodles (his mom has one, he doesn’t enjoy him), and we’ve both agreed we’d rather have a girl dog than a boy. I personally would like a leetle dog– not like, small enough that I’d risk crushing her, but we’re moving into a house that doesn’t have a huge yard and I don’t think it’s fair to big dogs to have them in little houses.

    BUT, the humane society never knows what kind of doggy it is for sure. I wouldn’t be able to tell if I was allergic or not because there are always other types of puppies around. And breeders? *sigh*. The day I have $600 to spend on just buying a dog will be the day… that I don’t know what will happen. Something.

    But there is always hope! You just never know!

    So, if any of you out there have any ideas on hypodogs, let me know, because we’re getting our own house, and Emilio and Judd need a new sister.

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  5. My to-do list

    August 20, 2005 by Louise

    This is not a list of things I have to do today, necessarily– just a list of things I should probably do sometime. I’m so lackadaisical with my goals, eh?

    1- Find my Nova Scotia health card so that I can trade it in for a PEI health card. So that I can actually, oh, I dunno, go to doctors if I get sick.
    2- Get on the ball and actually remain in contact with Meg when we’re talking about the artwork I so fervently hope she still wants to create because I craaaaave it (meg if you add me to your msn if you have it I promise not to harass you every single day maybe just alternate Tuesdays).
    3- Eat (okay, this one has to be done today. Well, everyday really. Just so far today I haven’t eaten yet because I was feeling a certain laissez-faire toward the whole eating thing).
    4- Find my wig, or a reasonable facsimile thereof (I seriously think it was left in Nova Scotia along with 3/4 of our other belongings and if that’s the case then I am up a creek because I don’t have $200 to buy a new one right now, nor do I have insurance which will pay for it) so that I can actually not embarass my mother when we go grocery shopping (okay she’s not embarassed, she’s just been asking me why I don’t wear my wig and doesn’t understand why I haven’t found it yet).
    5- Force the CBC to pay people properly and un-lockout the workers so that the CBC Radio can stop SUCKING. Because really? It is. Sucking. Royally. CBC, listen up. You suck. Stop it now, please.
    6- Start really planning the wedding. Like saving money for it, even. Yeah, that would be good. Ah well, if not it could always be like my dream last night– Zach Braff officiating (possibly from the 9 hours of Scrubs we watched before sleep?), my dress being made from someone’s old apron, Rob in t-shirt and shorts, complete with barbecue sauce stains.
    7- Get really working on the baby blanket I’m making for a friend. Her baby’s due in January– I know I have lots of time but the blanket is so gee-dee boring that if I don’t finish it up right now, RIGHT NOW I SAY, I will leave it to the last minute and then I’ll freak out.
    8- Stop sounding like an old, old lady. I’m not one! Seriously! 29! 29! TWENTY NINE!!!

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  6. meme (again)

    August 19, 2005 by Louise

    I love these ones– the questions people come up with! The lovely and gracious Meg sent me these questions to answer; the rules are at the bottom if you’re interested.

    1. You find a sack full of unmarked bills. Do you keep it, skim a little off the top and then turn it in, bring it directly to the police, or run away?

    Okay, I’ll admit it– my first instinct would be to snatch up that dough and retire with Rob to the Land Of Neverending Lemon Meringue Pie (does such a land exist? Oh, if only). Of course, I know myself. If I did that, I’d be constantly looking over my shoulder, unable to enjoy my Ill-Gotten Richesse for fear of potentates and papal figures decrying my Evil Ways. Plus maybe the mob would get me. So I’m thinking, no matter how much it makes me cringe, that I would probably end up bringing it in to the police (and, of course, a dirty cop would more than likely snatch up the dough and retire to a Land of his/her own).

    2. You?Äôre stranded on an Island with Rob, Emilio and Doug Judd. There?Äôs plenty of coconuts and you have already built a shelter, now you just have to wait to get rescued. What four things do you bring with you to keep things interesting?

    I’m assuming there is no electricity on this Island so I won’t say radio or computer or TV or anything (although, that would be interesting). Let’s see.
    1) A great big sack filled with books. All kinds of books. Fiction, non-fiction, stupid Harlequin Romance novels, Dostoievsky (omg, I was reading his stuff before Oprah made us! ), Salinger, Carol Shields, everyone.
    2) A camera so I can take pictures of monkeys and lemurs. And hopefully our rescue plane.
    3) Costumes so that Rob, Judd, Emilio and I can dress up as the cast members of Gilligan’s Island and re-enact some of their zany antics. D’you figure I’d look good in the Mary Anne outfit?
    4) My own Personal Masseuse. And a neverending supply of batteries. Listen, sometimes my muscles might get sore from picking those coconuts.

    3. What are your five most favorite things in the world (people don?Äôt count!)?

    Oh my God. Seriously? Five? ONLY FIVE? Gah. Well, at least you specified that people don’t count because then it would be that much more difficult.

    1) My engagement ring. No, not because I’m materialistic and need expensive things to make me feel good. More because looking at it reminds me of Rob, and of the day he proposed. I like thinking of him, and the day he proposed was a good day.

    2) My bed. It’s comfortable. It’s like an oasis to me. I could spend days there, were it not for the more basic needs of the human body.

    3) The beach. Is the beach a thing? A place can be a thing, right? Moving on. I like going to the beach here, summer or winter. I’m especially lucky that, living on an island, barely any of the beaches are packed with people at any given time, so I can spend my time without having to worry about human interaction ;)

    4) The bathtub– Have you seen “The Royal Tenenbaums”? Remember the part where Gwyneth Paltrow started spending every hour of the day in the bath? That could be me, too. Shut up about the “stewing in your own filth” stuff– it destresses me. Plus, I’m not that filthy.

    5) The Internets. If you’re reading this, you know why, so I don’t need to explain, do I?

    4. Which would you rather do without, your pinky finger or your pinky toe?

    Honestly? My pinkie toe. I don’t do much with it. I realize that your toes impact your balance, but I already have screwy balance so not having a pinkie toe would probably not have that much of an impact. Plus, your hands are out all the time (well, much more of the time than your toes are) and I’m not a fan of people staring. My grandfather was missing a finger (he blew it off when he was 12, playing with firecrackers I think) and always talked about how much of a pain in the ass it was.

    5. Who is the person who has most impacted your life, either negatively or positively and why?

    There is someone in my past who impacted my life very negatively but I don’t want to dwell on that one; positively? Well, Rob. He knows this. Also? I have some very dear friends.

    and one for good measure:

    6. What are your top five favorite CDs?

    GAH MEG! I can’t choose! I can’t! Because the second I think of five, I’ll think “Oh wait, but then there’s this one– how could I leave it out?” and it’s just Not Right. Mainly I make playlists (and I make wicked playlists) and listen to those.

    Want to play?The Official Interview Game Rules:
    1. If you want to participate, leave a comment below asking to be interviewed.
    2. I will respond by asking you five questions – each person?Äôs will be different.
    3. You will update your journal/blog with the answers to the questions.
    4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.
    5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

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  7. Bounty

    August 15, 2005 by Louise

    My parents’ apple tree is so laden with fruit that the branches are touching the ground. They had hundreds of cherries this year– enough for three cherry pies and all the snacking on cherries we could muster. They didn’t plant their garden, but there are still carrots, lettuce, and rhubarb sprouting up. They have tomato plants growing in their front flower garden — they’re all full of huge green tomatoes which will hopefully ripen– if not, they’ll be pickled, and I’ll be ecstatic because my mother is the world’s best pickler. I’m listening to some beautiful music. Later my father and I are going for a walk. Life’s pretty good.

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  8. Cordless phones are neither cordless nor phones. Discuss.

    August 14, 2005 by Louise

    I’ve been having so much of a hard time getting up the mental energy to write anything lately. I’ve come across this meme about 1000 different places out there and thought it would be a kind of good way to prime myself? We shall see.


    Ten years ago (August 1995):
    It was just after my first year in university. I was working a summer job running the childrens’ reading club at the local library. I was pining away for (er, obsessing over) a guy I’d dated briefly (very briefly– like, one-month briefly)– hey, he’d been my first kiss (yes, I realize– MY FIRST KISS WAS WHEN I WAS 18– actually it’s the first one I count because it was the first one that hadn’t been against my will), and had told me that the only reason he was dumping me was because I was going home for the summer. I was also getting myself ready for the fall, when I’d decided I would be taking extra classes so that I could get my BA in three years instead of four (it worked– I took extra courses and correspondence courses and worked at the uni. library etc. etc. etc. and managed to graduate in ’97). The guy? He turned out to be a total asshole as you will see.

    Five years ago (August 2000):
    In August 2000, I was finally “over” the guy. No, I didn’t pine away for him for five years– what happened was that I went to university, finished my BA, got my B.Ed, and had been teaching for a year. During the year that we’d been teaching, we ‘reconnected’, and were together (albeit long-distance) from December to about April, when he informed me that he had a new girlfriend so maybe I shouldn’t come visit him that weekend. So I’d been pissed and stuff about that, but around the beginning of August I was like ‘Fuck that dude’. End of August (25th? 26th?)was my friends’ wedding, where I met George, who I ended up dating for a year.

    One year ago (August 2004):
    Rob and I had been living together for about 8 months. His birthday’s in August and since I was off for the summer we were going out alot and sightseeing around Halifax. We saw Romeo and Juliet at Shakespeare by the Sea with Shaun and Erika. August was a good month, although I was dreading the end of it, when I’d start working at The School Which Shall Not Be Named. Gee, prescience, anyone?

    Yesterday:
    I felt like crap all day (I hab a code, combined with some wicked allergies, which are making for interesting sneezing patterns)I actually cried because I couldn’t find my favourite.. ahem… personal item. When Rob pointed out that I do have other options, I screamed “But they’re not my favourite one! Where is my favourite one?!” Then I tried to play a video game and nearly ended up throwing the whole machiney thing out the window, because I couldn’t jump over this dragony thing. Things started going better when I realized I hadn’t yet taken my meds. I went grocery shopping with my parents. That is an experience in and of itself, let me tell you.

    Today:
    I’m still sneezing. We went over to my sister’s to visit with Emilio and Judd. We brought them back here for some snuggling and also to bathe them. Neither of them would let me at their nether regions (listen, this is not something I enjoy. But they need to be cleaned and Rob? is not so much about trying to make guinea pig phallus protrude) so instead they got their nails clipped. I stole a tablecloth from my sister (she’ll never notice, I swear). Oh! First thing this morning I baked banana bread. Poor Rob doesn’t like bananas but my parents have been pigging out on it. Okay, so have I. Whatever.

    Tomorrow:
    I’m not really sure what’s going to be happening tomorrow (Monday). If I’m still feeling this crappy then I’m staying in bed all day watching The Cosby Show (Rob just got me the first season on DVD– ohhhh, the first season was the best season!) and reading the 9000 wedding books I took out of the library.
    That sounds really boring though so if you want, here’s an alternate answer:
    Tomorrow is No Pants Day.

    5 Snacks I Enjoy:
    I love snacks. Fruit, mostly. Saltines. Errr… I guess chips and chocolate and junk food, except we don’t really buy it. If it’s around, I’ll eat it (who wouldn’t? Okay I know, lots of people wouldn’t), but I don’t really CRAVE it. Hmm. Toast. Cheese.

    5 Bands/Singers that I know the lyrics of most of their songs:
    This is difficult because I’m like Rain Man with song lyrics. I just hear the song, then I know the words. I can just name five bands whose CDs I own though because there you go:
    Blue Rodeo. James Taylor. Simon and Garfunkel. Ray Charles. Kris Kristofferson. Neil Diamond. Wait, that was six, and it was also a list that would show everyone what a DORK I am. I swear, I *do* listen to cool music, too. I DO!

    5 Things I Would Do With $100,000,000:
    New car. New house. Charity. Babies, babies, babies. Make sure we and our families are debt-free and set up with like, retirement funds or whatever so that we could be rich forever.

    5 Locations I’d Like to Run Away to:
    Scotland, London, erm… I can’t think of anywhere else. The Netherlands. New York. Tokyo.
    I’ve never been outside of Canada. Is that not sad?

    5 Things I Like Doing:
    Reading, writing, listening to music, knitting, edited for Adult Situations

    5 TV Shows I Like:
    Monkees, Cosby Show, Golden Girls, Numb3rs, Medium

    5 Famous People I’d Like to Meet:

    Liv Tyler (or her sister, Mia, whichever. Actually both. Hey, why not?), Oprah so that I can tell her that WE’RE NOT ALL RICH, Flea, JD Salinger, James Taylor.

    5 Biggest Joys at the Moment:
    Rob. My friends. My family (ohh my brother’s kids are so small and cute… my sister’s kids are big and wonderful). Emilio and Judd. The knowledge that our wedding is 370 days away. Our future house. Eh, that’s six. Deal with it.

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  9. Wedding shmedding ;)

    August 11, 2005 by Louise

    Okay, more weddingy stuff (I’m allowed to think about it now– since we’re getting married on Aug. 19, 2006, well, I’m close to a year away from it, so it’s not like January when I was like “THERE’S A TON OF TIME! WHY AM I PLANNING NOW?”).
    Well, really I need a bunch of opinions. Some of them have nothing to do with the wedding, more to do with my health, but I thought I’d put them in here because… uhm… I’m posting finally and might not again for a long time so I might as well put in everything I’m thinking of?

    EDITED TO ADD: THERE ARE A BUNCH OF PHOTOS AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS POST. THEY KIND OF BREAK THE BLOG. I DON’T KNOW HOW TO FIX IT AND ROB ISN’T ALLOWED TO SEE SO YOU WILL HAVE TO LIVE WITH IT.

    So, in the

      non-wedding-related

    category:

    1) Weight Watchers: online or go-to-the-meetings?
    If you’ve experienced either, please let me know what happened with that.
    2) Curves: Yea or nay? (there’s no other gym around aside from this one which has only weights and no other equipment and all the people in there are like…. well, very intimidating. Wait, they have a sit-up machine and one treadmill, too).
    If you’ve been a member, let me know how that worked out for you, too. Yes I know about the whole politics/abortion thing with Curves and at this moment I’m putting that out of my mind.

      Wedding-related:

    Wedding favors:
    I’ve had two ideas going around in my mind.
    1) Soaps (actually this idea only came along yesterday when I was poking around on eBay). Except how expensive would it be to make my own? And how the heck do I make my own? Because I don’t want to buy them in a store (I’m cheap, remember?). Anyone out there who ever makes soaps? You’re on. What’s the 4-1-1?
    2) Fortune cookies (this idea has been rolling around the old cranium for awhile now). I have a recipe for making fortune cookies, both chocolate and vanilla. I’ve used it before, it’s a great recipe, and you get to put your own fortunes in. In our case it would be quotes about love or something. What think you of this? My only thing is… what to put them in? I’m not just gonna leave naked fortune cookies around. Someone might sneeze on them. WHICH IS GROSS.

    Below the mark is stuff that Mr. Rob is NOT ALLOWED TO SEE! Rob if you go dogs will bite you. RIGHT ON YOUR ASS!
    And on your penis! Which would make you die! Nine times! So don’t go!

    (more…)

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  10. August 8, 2005 by Louise

    Rob woke me up in the middle of the night to let me know that Peter Jennings had passed away. It seems so quick– was it really only four months ago that he found out and announced that he had lung cancer?
    I won’t go on to eulogize him– I will just say that for me, and for many others, the news will never be the same.
    Still though, he didn’t do too badly for a highschool dropout from Toronto, eh?

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