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November, 2006

  1. Because I’m just THAT exciting, people…

    November 30, 2006 by Louise

    Here are a few highlights from my life the past few days…

    (in POINT FORM! Because that makes things seem news-ish! Oh, and lots of exclamation marks! For added drama!)

    - On Monday I was supposed to be observed/reviewed at work, but she forgot. She came in Tuesday instead. I have no idea how I did because she only wants to meet and talk about it on Friday. This vexes me.

    - One week of the gym! One week of being a smelly and sweaty fat lady and hearing techno versions of Silver Bells! Which other smelly sweaty fat (and not so fat) ladies SING ALONG TO as they do their exercises! WHY ARE THEY SINGING ALONG? THEY DON’T KNOW THE WORDS! OR THE TUNE! Are they even singing the same song? But I have survived it, hear me roar.

    - Yesterday I won over $100 in our staff 50/50 draw. Everyone hates me now… no one’s won in a few weeks and they were all hoping it would be them. TOO BAD, SUCKAS! We will be using it to help us to buy a deep freeze! Because we’re wild that way!

    - Is today the last day of November? It is? YAY! I don’t like November! It and February just seem to be the dreariest months to me! No offense to people who love those months for some reason which is obviously crazy because they are awful months!

    Okay I have to go. I’m sure this has left you just DYING FOR MORE but you’ll have to wait!


  2. Monday Morning

    November 27, 2006 by Louise

    Since both of my carpool-mates are sick today, I will be driving by myself to work. That means I have a few minutes extra (and of course I’m not doing anything GOOD with those extra minutes, like packing myself a sensible lunch… no no. Priorities people!). That means you get to read the following. It also means you don’t get segues between subjects. Life can be funny sometimes.

    I spent the day on Saturday at my parents’ house. They were babysitting my two youngest nephews (and my only niece– but she’s 12 almost so basically she was helping them to babysit). When I went there, I was wearing my favourite black t-shirt (the one with the half naked lady pinup girl on it). When I got home, I was wearing the same shirt but it was sort of… shiny. Because of baby drool and boogers and crying. Little kids, man. Their juices are always getting everywhere. I don’t mind though because those guys are awesome *subliminal hints to Rob about biological clocks and how we’re not getting any younger* *just kidding*

    Last time I bought bras in any real quantity that weren’t sports bras and that involved actual measuring by a professional boob measurer was about two years ago (shameful, I know). Back then, I was a B cup. A C cup if I got the band size small enough. Right now? DD. HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN?! (Don’t answer, that’s rhetorical. I know how that happens. Being fat, is how that happens). Still though, it’s quite a difference and I can’t help noticing. Sometimes I ogle my own rack. Hell, sometimes I’m so caught up by it, I do more than that. In fact, I’m very near to filing a sexual harassment suit against myself, I’m such a cheeky bugger.

    And finally. I joined a gym last week. I haven’t really exercised hardly since I got sick. I’ve gone every day so far (aside from yesterday because it’s not open on Sundays). I like it. I hope I can keep myself motivated to keep going. And that’s all I’m gonna say about that.

    I hope that everyone who likes to eat turkey had a happy Thanksgiving last week. I’m so excited because there are only 26 days left til my two-week break! Yay two week-break!


  3. I love this song

    November 25, 2006 by Louise

    You need to start at about second 35, otherwise you’ll have half a minute of the Monkees jumping around making thinly-veiled references to pot. But after that, Tim Buckley sings one of the most beautiful songs ever in life.


  4. Because he loves me

    November 22, 2006 by Louise

    There we were, blissfully slumbering like babes in arms, at about 3 this morning.

    Then suddenly– CRACK.

    Something from our bed broke.

    Please remember that our bed is a 40-year-old frame that we bought for $10 out of someone’s garage. Plus, you know, all the humping (sorry I just had to say it) and my big fat ass. Anyway. Whatever it was that broke caused Rob to be in plunged into a hole of sorts. Not at all comfortable for him, I’m sure. But I was SLEEPING! And I didn’t want to get up long enough to fix it! So my exact words were “Can we still sleep? Until morning? And fix it in the morning? Pleeeease?”

    AND HE SAID YES. He slept in the hole all night long, just because he loves me. Of course right now he’s all snuggled up on my non-collapsed side of the bed because who wants to sleep in a hole? But he did spend three hours just sleeping in a hole. FOR ME. What a sweetheart.

    AND: I love this. I want this. I need to have this.


  5. I’m in an awful way

    November 20, 2006 by Louise

    I am NOT in an awful way. But guess! What I did today!

    GUESS!

    No I’ll tell you.

    This morning, my alarm went off at 5:30. I hit snooze. It went off again at 5:39. I hit snooze again. Woke up thinking “Aw dang why am I waking up it’s probably like three seconds until my alarm rings again dangit”, turned over, looked at the clock… 7:11 am.

    My carpool gets to my house at 7 am.

    Luckily enough they were a bit late this morning but still I ran around the house naked looking for clothes and I saw them out there and I finally got out of the house at 7:17 and they had been waiting for seven minutes and I feel like a total shmoe.

    Also: Wearing the socks I wore yesterday.
    Sports bra instead of regular bra: tits akimbo.
    Didn’t brush my teeth til we got to work, had to
    avoid speaking to anyone at all during the car ride.
    No lunch. Brought money though. Yay cafeteria food.
    Halfway through class discovered I have my underpants
    on backward.

    Today is such a day.


  6. Update

    November 15, 2006 by Louise

    My grandma isn’t all better by any stretch of the imagination, but she is home now. My father got home yesterday and she had just been sent home from the hospital (mainly because her meds are all regulated and she wasn’t getting any sleep in her room– her roommate was up screaming all night, poor thing). Here’s hoping she feels much better.

    Remember my earache? Oh my God people. Do not continue reading unless you have a seriously strong stomach because this is so disgusting even MY stomach kind of rolls when I think about it and it’s MY STUFF!
    (more…)


  7. I do memes when I don’t feel like writing about sad things– so ha!

    November 11, 2006 by Louise

    I snatched this up from Mrs. Brain Bomb. There’s a longer version out there but eh, I’m lazy.
    I like this meme. Cos it’s not really a meme… more a … himhim? The point is to tell people about your significant other. Since I love Rob lots and he seems to like me ;) I figure taking some time to talk about him might be fun.

    1. How does he take his coffee?

    In iced girly-drink form. No, not really. However, I have never known Rob to drink actual coffee. He will, however, occasionally indulge in an iced capp from Tim Horton’s. He’s not a girl!

    2. Is he a morning person or a night person?

    Absolutely 100% unequivocably a night person. He would sleep all day and stay up all night if it weren’t for pesky things such as work and actually wanting to see me awake and normal life. I don’t blame him– I’m a night owl too, when left to my natural tendencies, so I know how he feels.

    3. What kind of car does he drive?

    He, um, doesn’t. He doesn’t have his license. But he will! Soon! And when he does he will be driving our lovely 1998 Ford Contour. Oh yeah.

    4. Does he adhere to the speed limit?

    See #3 (but I have a feeling? That when he is a licensed driver? He won’t).

    5. How long does he take in the shower?

    Something like 14 seconds. No, but I’m constantly amazed at how quickly he can shower and actually get everything clean. The dude has got no mercy in there! Gets in, washes everything, gets out. Unlike some people I know who get in, stand there for ten minutes contemplating the universe, wash an elbow, think about what life would be like if there were no elbows, and so on and so forth until half an hour has passed and the hot water has run out.

    6. What are his favorite foods and favorite drink?

    I can’t say as to favourite foods. Because there are food moods, you see. Sometimes the only thing he wants to eat is a concoction we lovingly refer to as “jumble”. Sometimes it’s pizza. Sometimes it’s pork chops. You just never know with this guy! But I do know that his favourite thing to drink is Co’cola.

    7. What kind of soap does he use?

    Right before the wedding I bought him some body wash gel, and he’s still using that. Is it Dial? I think it’s Dial. I think the scent is something like “Arctic Mountain Breeze During An Avalanche And Even Though You Are Buried Beneath Seven Tonnes Of Snow You Are Still Manly, Oh So Manly”. I like it.

    8. What kind of shampoo?

    Once again, something I bought. I love buying shampoos and conditioners but uhm… since I’m bald? And only really shampoo my “hair” once in awhile? He gets to be the guinea pig. Right now he’s using this seriously cheap-o Aussie stuff which smells like heaven in a bottle. But whatever– he uses what’s in there. I’ve even introduced him to the joys of conditioning vs. tearing the hair out of his head with a comb everytime he showers!

    9. What would he say is the thing he likes the most about you?

    This is sort of a joke between us. He asks me why I love him, and I say because he has a strong pimp hand and he’s not afraid to use it. I ask why he loves me and he says because I put out. But in our serious (read: sappy) times he says he loves me because that’s what he was made to do. *dreamy sigh*

    10. What would he say is the thing that annoys him most about you?
    I have become my mother. By this, I don’t mean I’m a nearly 60-year-old tiny French woman. I mean my mother, she will think of something. She will think of something, think out all the details, and have thought about it so much that she assumes that everyone else must have thought of it, too. Then, when she assumes that you know what she’s talking about, and you don’t, she is all surprised. I do this. I do this SO MUCH. Oh, and there’s also my tendency to never wash the dishes, to interrupt him (sorry love), to take a shower then when I’m done yell “OH NO I FORGOT A TOWEL!” so he has to bring one in to me EVERY TIME, to do my Dancing Monkey routine, and to talk about bags of poop that people would keep forever (don’t ask).

    Wow. Uhm. I’m really lucky he loves me, aren’t I?


  8. Excuses, excuses

    November 8, 2006 by Louise

    I will not be posting those photos tonight.

    1) I can’t find the camera. I suppose if I looked harder, I’d probably find it, but so far I haven’t seen it around.

    2) I just got off the phone with my father. My grandmother has been in hospital for a week and a half. She hasn’t been eating, she’s in pain. She’s 83 years old and her body has been through alot; it’s tired. She brought seven living children into the world; she’s worked hard, raising her family. Even during the years when they had hardly enough money to take care of themselves (my grandfather was a coal miner– not the best salary) she always managed to feed anyone who stopped by, and to bring clothing, food, and toys to families who had less. She never learned to drive, but she would make sure my grandfather or any of my uncles and aunts were able to drive neighbours who had no transportation to their doctors’ appointments, to visit family, to the grocery store. Her heart, which is the biggest part of her– she has so much love for everyone– is tired and gradually failing.
    She has osteoporosis and her spine has slowly been crumbling for years. Her mind, though, is as sharp as ever. I spoke to her a few days before she went into hospital; she was laughing and joking around. She asked me when Rob and I were going to give her more great grandchildren. She told me that our wedding photos were beautiful; she wasn’t able to come, because it’s a long trip, but she did dress up on the day and go to her church and say a prayer for us.

    My father, brother, and brother’s two little boys are going there this weekend to visit. Hopefully my father, mother, Rob and I can go in a couple of weeks. I love this woman so much and I hate the fact that we don’t see her more often.

    Okay anyway. Sorry for getting all sappy and things. I know there are people reading this thinking “oh stop being a dramaqueen”– whatever. These are the reasons I won’t be posting the photos. Doop dee doop.


  9. Oh the humanity!

    by Louise

    I have the worst earache in the history of mankind. Okay, that’s not exactly true, but I’m grumpy this morning. When I was a kid I had ear problems all the time (ear infections and stuff) and they caused me some hearing loss but aside from that I haven’t had any ear problems since I was about 14 and I had this big complicated operation which I won’t explain here. Then, a few days ago, my left ear started feeling funny, and now it’s just really, really sore. Yet another reason to be seeing my doctor as soon as I can get in (unfortunately with the doc shortage around here I might be over it by the time I get in to see her).

    Rob is working from 3 pm – 1 am this week. Seeing as I leave for work at 7 am and get home at 4 or 5 pm, we’re not seeing much of each other. I pick him up after work (I sleep on the couch, he phones at 12:45, I wander out to the car in my pyjamas and somehow make it to his work), so we must talk then although I’m not sure if anything I say is coherent, and when I get up in the morning I wake him up for a few kisses and snuggles before I start my day, but I miss my husband. It sounds sappy, I know, but it’s hard not seeing him all the time! Luckily he only gets this shift maybe once every two months or so; the rest of the time he works more reasonable hours, with him getting off work at 7pm at the latest.

    Oh! Also! Later today (tonight) I will be taking and posting a few pics. Just to remind me to actually do that, I am writing it here.

    1) My tufts, my tufts, my lovely lady… lufts…
    2) Suck it, Laundromat!
    3) Another surprise!

    So come back! Or don’t! Whatever! I’ll still be posting pictures.


  10. *****ALERT*****

    November 7, 2006 by Louise

    ***CITIZENS, BE AWARE!***

    ROB AND I HAVE FIVE THINGS OF PEANUT BUTTER IN THE HOUSE

    I AM DRINKING HOT CHOCOLATE

    NOBODY LENDS MONEY TO A MAN WITH A SENSE OF HUMOR

    ******THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION ******