The Excitement That Is My Life

I have spent my morning watching two men dig a trench across Officer's Square. Not only have I watched but I've commented on in and noticed their progress. Even more pathetic is that I went for lunch and came back and immediately checked their progress. FYI - they're clear across the park now. I even noticed they are now working in short sleeves. I've debated what they trench is for and in the early stages I tried to convince a co-worker is was a grave. The worst part about all this? I don't even have a window...I have to go to someone else's office to watch.

And that my friends is the excitement that I call my life. I must go now and watch the grave diggers.

MIA

I know I've been MIA for awhile but quite honestly I just haven't had anything to say. Pick your jaws up off the floor. Yes, even I have quiet moments. Plus, I've been so tired after Scrappers Gone Wild last weekend that not all of my neurons are firing. I've had plenty of moments over this past week where I can truthfully say there wasn't a single, solitary thought in my head...only a lonely echo. The fact the people keep emailing me and telling me to update my blog ads pressure and makes it more difficult to come up with something.

Just a few minutes ago I had some inspiration. I found out that there are 2 building lots for sale on the street where I grew up. I really want JJ to go to Park St School. Well, really, I just don't want her to go to Memorial. I'm sure they have great teachers and all but the location is not to my liking. Anyway, the Princess has a new mission in life. I'm now putting all my efforts into convincing Mr. Princess, that would be my husband, that we need to buy one of those lots, build a house, sell our house and move. There are soooooo many pros to us living in that location. Right Jeanette??

I know you are all thinking "Is she on crack? She couldn't even get him to buy a camera and now she's going to get him to build a house???" Ha! If there is any bandwagon he will jump on...this is it, my friends.

This leads me to a few questions 1) Does anyone want to give me the money to buy my lot? Pretty please with a cherry on top? I promise to be your best friend for, like, ever.
2) Does anyone want to buy a lovely 5 bedroom, 3 bath house in a very quiet, child friendly neighbourhood with a lovely fenced in backyard, very private, no neighbours behind us, 2 schools close by, close to all amenities, open concept, double car garage, extra large driveway, hornets nest and people under the stair included.

It's Over

The standoff is over. You may want to sit down if you are not already doing so. Here is comes....It pains me to report that the Princess was not, I repeat, not successful. I have failed. Unfortunately, there was a financial hiccup yesterday and the camera is not in the cards.
Having said that, the financial hiccup is that we need studded winter tires for our car. I travel by myself to some pretty remote rural areas for work. We need the studded tires for my safety. Sooooo, it's hard to argue when he just wants to keep me safe. RATS!

But I'm still sad about it. I had some big plans. Oh well, what can you do? Hey, I know! If anyone would like to make financial donation or a cameratic (made that one up) donation to my digital camera fund, please feel free to leave a comment and I'll certainly get back to you ;)) Kidding, I'm just kidding. Go support a needy family for Christmas or make a donation to your local war vets. Oh and heads up, I plan to make you all cry on Rememberance Day. Bring tissue.

Stand Off

Camera Stand Off - Hour 19. Still no resolution in the camera stand off. Both parties continue negotiations and the oppositon is awaiting 3rd party information which will aid in said negotiations. Thus far, violence has been minimal. However, I suspect the opposition purposely detonated a stink bomb in the bathroom on or about 0700 hours. My riot gear has been dusted off in the event I must retaliate.
Rumour has it that a peaceful resolution may be reached in the next 24 hours. Both parties remain optimistic and hopes are high at this point. The outcome remains to be seen.

Tune in for random updates.

Update #1

Okay, so my new self-improvement plan has gone well today. I will give a hint on it. 1- It has nothing to do with my physical self. I haven't slipped yet since 6:21 last night. Having the said that, I've taken on this particular issue before and the first few days always go smoothly.

Camera - oye. I don't even want to go there. We went to the Futurshop at lunch time to look at cameras. They had one of the 2 that I wanted. I decided I don't want to Kodak camera. While I was there a lovely little pretty caught my eye...the Canon Powershot S3 IS. I really, really wanted that camera but I knew Shmeric would never "approve" a $559 camera. I did see it at Wal-mart for $475 but that number still isn't in the cards. But he says we will look at our budget and see if we can swing it. So I went over the Shoppers on Main St because I thought I had seen the Fuji I liked there. Eureka! They had it!
I looked it all over and asked the guy if they had any. Eric and I had decided that if they had it I would get it because it was proving difficult to find elsewhere. Unfortunalty, buddy says they only have the one on display but will be getting more in. I say "I now this sounds silly but I've been wanting this for a long time and I really want one new in the box". What I really meant by that was "You should have seen my husband drop the display camera at the Futureshop a little while ago!" He takes my name and number and will call me when one comes in.
Fast forward to 5:45 pm. I check the messages on the phone. There is a message from Dylan, the cutie from Shoppers, saying he found a camera newin the box out back and I can come get it. I'm soooo excited I go tell Eric that I'm going to get it. He says (you might want to sit to read this) "Okay, we'll talk about it and see." WHAT?????

New Plan

I've hatched another new plan. Starting tonight, I made the decision at 6:21 pm, I'm going to take on a new self-improvement issue. I will say it is not to excercise more - I've decided to let that ship sail without me. But I'm not going to say anymore about it. Maybe some people will notice, maybe they won't. I've give you updates and after a few days maybe I'll spill the beans on what it is. The last thing I'm going to say is that I'm really going to put alot of effort into this because it's something about myself that really bothers me.

Okay so on to other things. We go to my parents house for supper every Sunday and so do my sister and her family. Eric and I had a few of my parent's folding chairs and my parents needed them for supper tonight. But Eric and I forgot to bring them. Neither of us felt like going home to get them so we started making deals. This is what I told him "Here are my terms take them or leave them. Do you want to hear them?" He said sure. So I say this "Fine, I'll go get the chairs if we go get me a digital camera tomorrow." Hubby is in IT and we don't have a digital camera, go figure. He says "Okay, we can do that." I almost died. My parents were both witness to this and I asked him NUMEROUS TIMES and he kept saying yes, he wasn't even laughing or smiling. He even said "We'll have to go at lunch time because I'm playing basketball tomorrow night." Well, when I get back from picking up the chairs I ask my sister and brother-in-law if they've heard my big camera news (Okay well I had to wait to ask Jon because locked his keys in the car and had to drive my dad's car to get another set of keys...hehehe) Anyhow, dear hubby tells them that digital cameras on a keychain are on sale for $19.99. I'm still not sure if he's kidding or not.
I'm just going to lay low for awhile and bring it up a bit later. I'm thinking later I'll just nonchalantly ask him what time he wants me to pick him up at lunch tomorrow.
I may have mentioned at Mactaquac today that I might pull out a desperate last ditch effort if need be. Tune in tomorrow afternoon to find out the conclusion to my sob story.

Princess Extrodinaire

Oh make no mistake, I am a Princess. I am so spoiled it's kinda not funny anymore. I like to do nice thing for people, I try to get along with everyone, and I guess it comes back to me.

I 've posted before about my co-workers and how great they are. We have a very close relationship that is more than just a work relationship. My boss is included in that close knit group we have.

My boss and I went to Tim's in the rain this morning to get coffee, as we do every morning. When we got back, I discovered that my coffee sucked. It was simply awful! I whined about it a bit and guess what? My boss went back out in the rain and got me another one. He is so sweet and that is completely typical of him. He is just one of those genuinely sweet and nice people. Incidentally, his wife works in the building as well. She is also one of those very sweet and genuine people..and very pretty too, I might add.

So, here I sit at my desk with my Princess tiara on my head. I'm not kidding. My co-workers gave it to me for my birthday last year. I wear it every now and again when the mood strikes. I'm wearing today to signify the spoiled Princess that I really am.

Now bow down!

Oh What a Night

This has not been a good evening. Sunday supper at my parents was interesting to say the least. The event was topped off with Jillian doing a face plant. She was dancing in their livingroom on the hardwood floor. I can't remember what type of move she was doing but my sister said Jillian jumped in the air doing some crazy dance move. Well, she did a face plant on the floor and all I can remember is her face bouncing off the floor. I was sitting on the floor right beside her so I grabbed her. My mom screamed and the only other thing I can remember is Jenn, my sister, leaving the room. Jillian had blood around her 2 top front teeth in the back. One tooth is chipped but they seem to be in her gums solidly. She also developed a big purple bruise on her chin almost immediately. We got her some ice and not 3 minutes later she was asking to dance again - she's a tough little cookie. She got up and immediately came back over to me. She said her bottom teeth hurt too. I took and look and there was blood around the base of one tooth. It is loose. My heart sunk and my stomach was in my throat. I felt ill.
Fast forward to about 7:30 - I gave her some advil to dull the pain around 6 pm. By 7:30 she was comfortable enough to let me take another look in her mouth. I found 2 more loose teeth on the bottom. That's 3 total. I'm bawling as I sit here typing. I'm so upset. I have recurring nightmares about looking my own teeth.
I'll be calling the dentist first thing in the morning but, really, what are they going to be able to do. My mom said the teeth might tighten up again. One of the 3 teeth is very loose and I suspect it is perhaps cracked under the gum line. The other 2 maybe will tighten up again. I feel so bad for her. My poor baby.

New Look

Just wanted to see what color the font is if I don't change it.

You Want To Do What With My What?

Let me just set the scene. Picture it - Jillian and I laying in her bed Tuesday night cuddling and talking about her day before she goes to sleep. The lights are on but my eyes are closed. Jillian forces my eye open with her cute little fingers. She then leans toward me with her tongue out.

ME: Ewwwww! Jillian gross get a way from my eye with your tongue!

JILLIAN: Mommy, hold still! I just want to lick your eyeball.

Okie dokie then.

Fire Drill

Mofo!! I've been listening to the radio since 11 am this morning waiting for the "jet" to fly on Capital FM. If you hear the jet fly you call in for a chance to have your name put in a draw for an all inclusive trip to the Dominican Republic. Picture it - I'm sitting here at 1:15 KNOWING that the jet is going to fly again before 2 pm (because they said so), it's down the wire, I've got the radio station on speed dial and I'm obsessed and sure I'm going to win. Then it happens, the effing fire alarm goes off. What freaking timing for a fire drill!! I couldn't even hear the radio over the screaming of the alarm. So outside we all go to wait in the park across the street until we get the go ahead to return to our offices. A funny side note, the fire wardens (fellow employees) have to wear bright orange crossing guard vests with bright orange hard hats and use hand held stops signs to stop traffic so we can cross the street. Imagine how cool they look.
Anyway back to the point. I bet 10 to 1 that the damn jet flew while I was outside. I waited for that thing for almost 3 hours. Crikey, if that drill cost me a trip to the DR I'm going to be one sad girl.
I guess I'll just have to console myself with some shopping in Moncton tomorrow. I plan to buy anything that isn't bolted down.

Curtis

I have a new boyfriend. His name is Curtis. He has blond hair, blue eyes (I think) and dimples. I loooove dimples. He is an Aussie with an adorable accents that makes me melt. He is also a chef. One downfall is that he picks up strange women at the grocery store. Not good since I'm not very good at sharing. He also has his own TV show on TLC called Take Home Chef on Friday at 8 pm. He doesn't know he's my boyfriend yet but that's okay. Ben Affleck was my boyfriend for awhile too until he started seeing J.Lo. Evs. I watched my Curtis on TV last night. He is a hottie. I think I have a secret weapon to winning his affection. I washed in Pumpkin Pie bodywash today and then I found Vanilla deoderant at the drug store. I smell like freakin' Pumpkin Pie with ice cream on top. What chef wouldn't want a piece of that?!? I'm sure it'll totally work the next time I travel from New Brunswick to LA (strong rolling of the eyes). Eric knows about my long distance famous boyfriends. He doesn't seem to concerned...LOL. I mean who wouldn't want a girl who smells like pie and spends her Saturday nights stamping and blogging?!?! I'm just good times waiting to happen. Gotta go, here come the nice men in the white coats again. I sure hope they brought that fun jacket with the straps again.

Fall

It's a toss up for me whether summer or fall is my favourite season. In the summer I loooove the beach and living in my bathing suit, BBQ's, Friday evening on my parents deck, Jillian in her pool, the sun staying up until 9pm, the already being up when we wake up in the morning, skirts, sandals, flip flops, the cottage, did I mention the beach, picnics, playing at the park, walks on the trail, strawberries, lunch on a patio, our summer students, certain co-workers on vacation ;), and about a million other things.
In the fall, I love the smell, the pretty foliage, the combination of the cool air and the warm sun, all things pumpkin, jumping in the leaves, apple picking, taking pics of JJ with the colorful leaves, trips to the Country Pumpkin. Hmmm...seems there aren't as many things to list in the fall but I still love it. I'm sure the people of this city are probably relieved that fall is here so I will stop inadvertantly exposing myself. More layers of clothing equal less change of embarrassing myself.
So this weekend is Thanksgiving. I like Thanksgiving and I like turkey dinner but it's not one of my favourite meals. I could seriously take it or leave it. For years now, I've been trying to talk my family in to having a spaghetti dinner instead of a turkey dinner for at least one major holiday. I think I could convince my dad but I don't have a chance with my sister and mother. Thanksgiving dinner is at my house this year. Although my parents still do most of the cooking. My dad likes to cook the turkey but their house is getting too small for all of us. So my parents cook and bring it here. LOL...for Christmas I should tell them I'll do the cooking and they all just have to show up. Then I'll present them with a Mexican feast or better yet a Greek feast. I can just hear my dad now "J*** C***, what is this shit? Where's the turkey?" I don't think they'd find it funny. I'd be tickled pink with the food selection but I'd likely be eating it alone as they all stampede to my parents house where I'm sure my dad would have a backup turkey already cooked.

Oh one more thing, I used my Pumpkin Spice body wash today, Finally! I smell delish and I keep semlling myself. I'm home righn now cause JJ was puking yesterday. She puked in my garbage can a work yesterday morning...LOL. But I'm going to work this afternoon and I hope to stop smelling myself before then. I'd like to say people would start to think I'm odd but I think I've pretty much confirmed that theory.

All Things Pumpkin

My name is Princess and I love all things pumpkin. I didn't realize the trend until just today. I don't like pumpkin pie but I'm willing to revisit that food give today's epiphany. I love pumpkin spice donuts from Tim Hortons, I love pumpkin chocolate chip cookies from the Country Pumpkin, I love my aunt's pumpkin spice bread, I love Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks. I'm even lucky enough to have pumpkin scented bath products. Thanks to Melanie and a recent trip to the U.S (No hate mail on the U.S. trip please...LOL) And today I discovered by new love....Pumpkin Pie Blizzards from Dairy Queen. They are so delicious. They're a funky orange color but just look past it and go straight to the goods.

Unfortunately alot of my pumpkin treats are only available in the fall and some specifically in October. For instance, my donut and blizzard are the item of the month from each of the respected stores. I already eat one pumpkin donut per day because they're only available for the month. After eating this blizzard I vow to you all that I will eat at least 2 per week for the month of October. I'd better get out my stretch pants cause I'm gonna need them by the end of the month.

Okay, now I beg, no I implore that each and every one of you drop what you are doing and run, not walk, but run to your closest Dairy Queen and get yourself a Pumpkin Pie Blizzard. GO! Stop reading this and go!

Amy O - if you're reading this (didn't know you read my blog until you left a comment...I'm honored) I want you to go straight to DQ when you come home for Thanksgiving.

How Awkward...

Last nights dance class was a tad uncomfortable. I took JJ by myself last night. Her class is down a very narrow hallway with chairs. And since the parents are not allowed in the room they are all crowded around the glass door trying to see in. Now you would think they would take turns so all parents could have a turn to see their child but, nope, that wasn't the case. I know you all thing you know where this is headed but you sooooo have no idea.

So we walk into the hallway and I see a guy that I knew from my much younger days. His daughter is in JJ's dance class. I smile and his eye hit the floor. You see, I had ummm...relations....with this man in our younger years. I didn't think anything of seeing him. Eric and I have been together for 11 years and the guy was years prior to that. Peronally, I would have smiled and just acted like a grown up. But things didn't go down that way. As I said, his eyes hit the floor when he sees me. We are stuck in very close quarters and I can feel him looking at me. Hee hee hee...so glad I didn't leave my hair in the ponytail and didn't put on my grubby pants. Anyway, I can feel him looking at me and when I look up his eyes drop to the floor again. Good grief, grow up! His wife is standing in front of him so he pulls her close enough so that she is leaning on him and he has his arms around her. Oye and a good strong roll of my eyes...I think it was for my benefit. Ummm...buddy, I really don't care. The class is 30 mins long so it was a long uncomfortable encounter. Unfortunately, he made it that way. I think it's just plain weird. He should have just acted like he didn't know me and that would have been fine. I would have smiled and acted like he was just any of the other parents there. But nope, it was the staring & looking away and cuddling with the wife for my benefit that made things wierd. It was, like, sooo junior high school.
After class as we were leaving the building, we happen to walk out the door behind him. He really had no choice to hold the door for us. I smiled and said thank you just like I would to anyone else. He smiled and said your welcome. I think to myself "There you go buddy, now you're getting the hang of being an adult!" It'll be interesting to see if he goes to dance next week. Best get over yourself and act like a big boy because dance lasts until May.

Oh, everyone has my permission to laugh at this. I was cracking right up on the phone telling someone about it last night. It's freakin' hilarious. Some boys are dumb.

Stomach Ache Blues

My stomach has started to hurt again over the past few days. Not good. I told Eric my stomach hurt but I didn't really tell him (or my parents) the extent of it. After my week long stay in the hospital in February, I'm not feeling much like acknowledging this. The whole stomach problem is very frustrating. I have this excrutiating pain, can't eat, extreme weight loss, among other things that I don't care to post for the world to read. But the doctors don't know what is wrong. I don't blame them at all. It feels like they did every test known to man on me in February. They did rule out Crohns, Colitis and Cancer...the 3Big C's...and for that I'm very thankful.

I have managed to identify some foods which are triggers for my pain. I have also noticed that I seem to have a serious flare up about every 6-8 mths. When I have a flare up, even a small one, I must never let myself get hungry. Hunger makes everything much, much worse. Other than those 3 things, I have no answers. I've been very careful with my diet since my hospitalization. I cut down on coffee, fast food, pop, etc. I've even cut down on my hot sauce usage. We have only bought one bottle of Frank's hot sauce since February. I have limited myself to only using it on spaghetti. Many of you know that I used to bath all my food in Franks. I love it.

Anyway, my stomach was hurting this past Wednesday night, it hurt for a bit last night, and it's hurting again this morning. There is nothing I can do or take to make it go away. I just wait it out and hope for the best.

I've been considering going to a naturopathic doctor to see if they can help. I've been waiting because I suspect I need to go during a flare up. What good would it do to go when I feel fine?

Maybe I'll go research some Nature Docs now. Any referrals???