tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33410707698614569642024-03-13T17:49:50.884-02:30Up-Rooted & Re-PlantedA journey home.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-40386396961558602902009-04-08T10:08:00.013-02:302009-04-08T11:57:49.292-02:30Favourite 10 Things<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">As <a href="http://quirkychristaleeannball.blogspot.com/">Christa</a> suggested, here are 10 of my favourite things (in random order):</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p> </p><p align="center">1. The beach. I love spending time on the beach - walking, having fires, or just simply sitting to enjoy the view and listen to the wind and waves.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322325729416006706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/SdyzDVDDTDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cd55WG65PMo/s200/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /></p><div align="center">2. Our king-sized bed. It's wonderful to be able to stretch out in it - especially when you have to share it with a toddler. I do, however, hate the fact that bedding for it is so expensive. I desperately want a new bedding set but currently can't find one I really like in my price range.</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/SdyffWH5pMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3Tg6xxAXFzw/s1600-h/IMG_0038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322304220508562626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/SdyffWH5pMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3Tg6xxAXFzw/s200/IMG_0038.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">3. The paint colour in my living room. It's called Garden Path by Benjamin Moore and I absolutely love it.</p><br /><p align="center">4. The floating shelves above my couch. Luckily they came with the house. The previous owner custom made them and was nice enough to leave them for me.</p><br /><div align="center">5. Our Inuit Art - 16 carvings and 11 prints. Unfortunately you can't really see the carvings that on displayed in the shelves. If my camera was working properly I would have taken a much nicer picture but this one will have to do. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdye54FinII/AAAAAAAAAEY/CLRFhC5bxBY/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322303576790441090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdye54FinII/AAAAAAAAAEY/CLRFhC5bxBY/s200/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><br />6. Snowmobiling.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/SdydgbvtYYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-2a95XDt9-w/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322302040174322050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/SdydgbvtYYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-2a95XDt9-w/s200/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />7. Summertime. After living in Iqaluit for seven years, it's nice to be able to enjoy a real summer.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdyc4C5c1xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zD2pq0zSP9s/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322301346309527314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdyc4C5c1xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zD2pq0zSP9s/s200/IMG_0203.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />8. My orange Columbia sweatshirt. It's so comfy and warm - perfect for wearing during the cooler weather.<br /><br />9. Roasting marshmallows - or roasting anything really. Everything tastes better roasted over a fire on the beach.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdychx5PYII/AAAAAAAAAD4/Yn8Bsss5FII/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322300963788120194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdychx5PYII/AAAAAAAAAD4/Yn8Bsss5FII/s200/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />10. The view from my front door - and all that comes with living near the water. The smell of the salt water mingled with the smell of wood smoke, and the sounds of waves crashing on the beach and seagulls squacking overhead.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdyb1AjEhdI/AAAAAAAAADw/j4DRwqXlKrU/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322300194627552722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHhMe3q7YIo/Sdyb1AjEhdI/AAAAAAAAADw/j4DRwqXlKrU/s200/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Quote of the day:<br /><br /><em>"It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives." Unknown</em><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-38025465671963433292009-04-06T10:23:00.002-02:302009-04-06T10:45:27.857-02:30Monday, MondayArrgh, I hate Mondays! Yes, even though I am currently out of work, I still hate Mondays. Perhaps now it's because it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">signifies</span> the beginning of the work week - a work week in which I am not participating in at this time. At least the hubby is working though, which is a major positive. Luckily, as his contract ended last week for the winter, another one came fast on the horizon. It's only until the middle of July but there is a chance that it could lead to a permanent position and hey, it's work for right now and we can't complain about that. I have also been offered a new job but unfortunately due to the nature of the position, the whole hiring procedure is a little complicated and time consuming, leaving me with no real idea of when I'll actually be starting.<br /><br />Though things are starting to look slightly more positive than they did a couple of months ago, we still have one more item in the works that could help make life a whole lot easier for us. I don't want to get my hopes up because I'll be extremely discouraged if it all doesn't work out. Plus, it's simply my nature to think the worst - if there's one thing I've been taught over the years is that if it can go wrong, it will go wrong. Pessimistic, I know but I have rarely been proved wrong and very little has happened over the last year to show me otherwise. So, I'll just sit here on pins and needles until I get the news.<br /><br />Quote of the day:<br /><em>"A pessimist is one who feels bad when he feels good for fear he'll feel worst when he feels better." Unknown</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-33806273003470131612009-03-27T11:14:00.004-02:302009-03-27T11:58:47.189-02:30Copy CatI know, I know - I've sorely neglected my blog in the last couple of months but I have my reasons. My mood hasn't been the best lately and to be honest, I'm so tired of putting on a happy face for those around me that I just didn't have the strength to bring that false positivity to the blog - still don't. So since I'm not really in the mood to get into all that right now, I figured that I'd just do something a little different and pretty much take a page out of <a href="http://steffmckenzie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-pregnancy.html">Stephanie's</a> blog (especially since it's seems as though everyone is either pregnant or has a new baby.)<br /><br />My First Pregnancy...and hopefully not my last.<br /><br />1. Was your first pregnancy planned? <em>Yes</em><br /><em></em><br />2. Were you married at the time? <em>Yes</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>3. </em>What were your reactions? <em>Excited, nervous</em><br /><em></em><br />4. How old were you? <em>27 but turned 28 before giving birth</em><br /><em></em><br />5. How did you find out you were pregnant? <em>Took a home pregnancy test...well I actually took three before I believed the results.</em><br /><em></em><br />6. Who did you tell first? <em>Actually I told my friend Kathleen because the hubby was at work and I needed a second opinion on the test results. What can I say, I didn't actually believe what I was seeing.</em><br /><em></em><br />7. Did you want to find out the sex? <em>Yes and luckily, in Iqaluit they tell you.</em><br /><em></em><br />8. Due Date? <em>December 18, 2006</em><br /><em></em><br />9. Did you have morning sickness? <em>No, not at all.</em><br /><em></em><br />10. What did you crave? <em>Lots - it was never consistant. BLTs until the thought of eating meat grossed me out and lots of fruit.</em><br /><em></em><br />11. Who/what irritated you the most? <em>My boss - he was an arse!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>12. </em>What was the sex of your first child? <em>A boy</em><br /><em></em><br />13. Did you wish you were having the opposite sex of what you were having? <em>No</em><br /><em></em><br />14. How many pounds did you gain? <em>10 - Yeah, I know, go ahead and say it - Bitch!</em><br /><em></em><br />15. Did you have a baby shower<em>? Yes, but I wasn't in attendance. I was in Iqaluit and Mom had one for me in Newfoundland - go figure!</em><br /><em></em><br />16. Was it a surprise or did you know<em>? I knew</em><br /><em></em><br />17. Did you have any complications during pregnancy<em>? No, just lots and lots of heartburn</em><br /><em></em><br />18. Where did you give birth<em>? Baffin Regional Hospital, Iqaluit, Nunavut</em><br /><em></em><br />19. How many hours were you in labour<em>? 18 hours total with 9 hours of serious pain and 4 hours of pushing. I was ten days over due and went through three induction procedures before it was all over.</em><br /><em></em><br />20. Who drove you to the hospital? <em>The hubby</em><br /><em></em><br />21. Who watched you give birth? <em>Besides the doctor, two nurses and an intern, only the hubby was in the birthing room with me. My parents patiently waited in the family room.</em><br /><em></em><br />22. Was it a natural birth or c-section? <em>Natural</em><br /><em></em><br />23. Did you take any pain medication? <em>Yes, several shots of fentinol (sp?)</em><br /><em></em><br />24. How much did your child weigh? <em>8 lbs 5 oz</em><br /><em></em><br />25. When was your child actually born? <em>December 29, 2006 at 3:53 am</em><br /><em></em><br />26. What did you name your child? <em>Joshua Steadman James Payne. It's too long of a name, I know. But, since the pain of childbirth was still fresh in my mind, I insisted that he was going to be the only child passing through my loins and wanted him to bear the names of both of his grandfathers.</em><br /><em></em><br />27. How old is your first born today? <em>27 months</em><br /><em></em><br />Quote of the day:<br /><em>"A baby is something you carry inside you for nine months, in your arms for three years, and in your heart until the day you die." Mary Mason</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-80180676839506879062009-01-22T09:01:00.003-03:302009-01-22T09:31:14.716-03:30In Desperate Need of OrganizationI try and keep my house clean and tidy, and considering that I have a two year old running around, I think I do a pretty good job of it. However, there are definitely a couple of areas in my house that could definitely benefit from some attention.<br /><br />The Hall Closet<br />Full of coats and winter gear, this closet still has summer items mingling with the winter ones. I never seem to get around to putting the out of season items away and now there's just one big mess in the closet. It's all topped off with a bunch of the hubby's damn ball caps. What is it with men and ball caps anyway?<br /><br />Bedroom Closets<br />Yes, all of them. The spare bedroom closet is full of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">scrap booking</span> supplies, a box that I still haven't unpacked, a box of clothes that's too small for the little guy and just about anything else I need to shove out of sight.<br /><br />The little guy's closet has clothes, of course, either too big, just right and too small. I really need to get that sorted through again. And, it also holds lots of stuffed animals - too many stuffed animals.<br /><br />The master bedroom closet is the absolute worst. I cringe at the thought of trying to do something with it....but it has to be done. Clothes that just has to go, personal papers in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">disarray</span>, books, cosmetics, shoes....Yes, my closet is in complete <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">chaos</span>.<br /><br />The Junk Cupboard<br />Most kitchens have a junk drawer, well I have a whole cupboard dedicated to the junk I absently collect. It's not that I have so much cabinet space that the junk can have a whole <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">cubbie</span> all to its own, I'm just lazy and don't really want to deal with it.<br /><br />So that's it, I've put my housekeeping horror out there and I'm hoping that this is the motivation I need to get my ass in gear and straighten it out.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"I'm not going to vacuum until Sears makes one you can ride on." Roseanne Barr</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-67520500066191132732009-01-13T19:06:00.003-03:302009-01-13T19:53:06.192-03:30Unemployed - Week 4Holy crap! I'm officially into my fourth week of not working and to be quite honest, I'm still not sure how I feel about it. I go through moments of extreme joy because I'm able to spend my days with the little guy, to moments of extreme stress when thinking about the future economy, and that leads to feelings of deep regret for being stupid enough to leave Iqaluit and the job security we had there..., and then there are the times when I feel really lonely - at least during the weeks that the hubby is at work. But hey, who am I to complain, at least he has a job right now.<br /><br />There's not a whole lot happening here during the weeks that the hubby is away. I usually stay holed up in the house, only going out if I really have to. I haven't been feeling especially <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sociable</span> these past few weeks and figure if people really want to see me, well they know where I am. Besides I hate the questions that come with living in a small town - most people have heard that I have been recently laid off and tend to question why or those who haven't heard are simply curious as to why I'm not at work - both scenarios require me to give some sort of explanation and to be quite frank, I just don't have the patience left in me to be polite about it anymore.<br /><br />My days are now filled with lots of children's television programming (Playhouse Disney is the channel of choice in our house), toy cars, lots and lots of children's books (the current favourite is one about a little boy named Michael whose learning to use the potty), trying to get little guy to sit on his own potty and part with his beloved "ba" (bottle), and the best part of all - lots of hugs from the little guy. Add the challenge of trying to get a two year old toddler to eat, keep his clothes on, keep him from climbing up on the counter, and so on....Well, my days are kept pretty busy.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"If you can't be a good example, then you'll just have to be a horrible warning." Catherine Aird</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-56997041138292972332009-01-03T21:00:00.003-03:302009-01-03T21:29:26.658-03:30Hello New YearWow! I can barely believe that it's been two weeks since I've posted anything. Things have been very different for me these days. I've been somewhat busy with the holidays and I'm readjusting to being a stay at home mom once again. Hopefully, now that the holidays have passed, I can start getting everything back to normal (whatever that is.)<br /><br />My holidays were pretty good and fairly quiet. Santa made it to our house this year and left lots of presents for the little guy. So much that it was impossible to keep the living room clean for a week. It wasn't until I finally took down the tree that it felt like my house was fit to inhabit again.<br /><br />Along with New Year's, the little guy turned two this past week. We didn't have a huge party or anything, just family. I feel that he's still too young to really understand what's actually going on and I am determined to avoid birthday parties until he does develop an understanding. Call me cruel but I absolutely HATE birthday parties, I have always hated them. Even when I was a little kid, I didn't like going to them and I didn't like having them....and it's probably borderline cruelity for me to hope that the little guy turns out like me.<br /><br />Since the hubby had to head back to work on December 29, New Year's Eve was pretty uneventful for the little guy and me. We were actually in bed long before everyone rung in the New Year. And, since I don't believe in whole New Year's Resolution b.s, I didn't make any. I see no reason to make silly promises to change myself in someway that I will probably never keep.<br /><br />Anyway, here's hoping that you all had a great holiday and a happy new year so far.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>" New Year's Day - Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual." Mark Twain</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-16143011773190987822008-12-18T11:08:00.005-03:302008-12-18T11:49:21.978-03:30Merry Christmas To The EldersI am finding myself missing Iqaluit a bit this Christmas. I especially miss some of the Christmas activities that I would help organize at work, with my favourite being the Elder's Christmas Party we would throw. Even though I worked (and managed for a time) the Unikkaarvik Visitor Centre, part of our mandate was to serve the local community. Every year we apply for a cultural program grant from one of the government departments and we would organize a year long program - one part focused towards the youth of the community, the other focused towards the elders. But, not just any elders, we focused our program specifically towards the elders who were residing in the constant care facility. Unfortunately these elders do not get to socialize all that often simply because of their state of health and their immobility - especially during the winter months. Although elders are reveered in Inuit Society, sadly it is quite often that once entering this facility, some elders are forgotten....<br /><br />So every Christmas, we would take a huge chunk of our funding and spend it on our elders. We would buy each elder at the facility Christmas gifts, mixing well needed stuff with fun stuff. We would have food brought in by a local catering company and we would spend the afternoon with them - usually Christmas Eve. It has to be one of the most heart touching experiences I have ever had, especially at Christmas. To see the look of pure joy on the elders faces as they opened their gifts, shared their meal, and shared their stories (even in a different language) is something that I will never forget and will always look back on fondly whenever I think of Christmas in Iqaluit.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Christmas gift suggestions: To you enemy - forgiveness. To an opponent - tolerance. To a friend - your heart. To a customer - service. To all - charity. To every child - a good example. To yourself - respect." Oren Arnold</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-26687580738409962642008-12-15T09:12:00.003-03:302008-12-15T14:34:10.949-03:30The Countdown BeginsI have four more days left at work (after today) and I must admit, I'm really looking forward to the time off. Even though I know that it's going to hurt our bank account, I'm quite excited about the opportunity to stay at home with the little guy for the winter. We have some 'work' ahead of us, like potty training and bottle weaning - Lord give me the strength to get through that one because taking his bottle away is going to be a lot like cutting his right arm off. He LOVES his "ba" and absolutely refuses to drink milk out of anything else. But, I also know that we're going to have some fun times this winter too. With any luck, I'll be able to enjoy sleeping past 6 am....<br /><br />And, what do you know, exactly ten more days until Christmas. I can't wait to see how the little guy is going to react Christmas morning. It's going to be so much fun this year. He's at a perfect age to really find all the presents and such exciting. It's the first Christmas for us in our house here and I can't wait to smell the turkey cooking. Of course, I'm going to be the one cooking it and all the trimmings because my parents want to spend the morning at our house watching the little guy enjoy all the goodies that Santa will leave him. Yes, I think it's going to be a wonderful day...<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime." Laura Ingalls Wilder</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-37784173161542403032008-12-11T09:12:00.004-03:302008-12-11T09:41:48.413-03:30How Bad Is It Going To Get?The price of gas has gone down again today - good in a way but terrible in another. With our economy relying so heavily on the price of oil, I can't help but wonder how bad it's actually going to get. Mines in the province are laying employees off left, right and centre and it appears to be an issue everywhere, not just here. Even more bleak are the predictions that it's all going to get worst before it starts to get better.....God, how depressing and stressful. I just want to crawl under a rock and stay there.<br /><br />There have been a good many days in the last year where I have really <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">regretted</span> leaving Iqaluit, and sometimes when I've sat down and really thought about it, the pros and cons of the move have pretty well evened out. Yet, in the last couple of days the regret has grown into a feeling so compounding that it almost hurts to breath. I can't help but think that if we had remained in Iqaluit, the current economic crisis wouldn't seem to effect us as much as it will here. Neither of us had jobs in Iqaluit that would have been subject to lay-offs like here...But I guess there's really no point in thinking about what we should have done. No one can predict the future and no one really knew that any of this crap was going to happen, right? I know that we will get by for the next year or so, we really won't have a choice in the matter. I imagine that right now, we are in a better situation than a lot of other people who are also getting lay-offs right before Christmas. I just can't help but wish things looked a little more hopeful than they do....<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are." Theodore Roosevelt</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-39777932707623937822008-12-10T13:11:00.007-03:302008-12-10T13:58:51.680-03:30Santa Claus is Coming...Christmas Eve is exactly two weeks from today and it feels like I still have so much to do. No matter how hard I try, it just feels like I can't get organized this year. I still have to get gifts for my parents, stocking <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">stuffers</span> for the little guy, little gifts for the hubby's brother's kids.....the list just goes on and on. Time is definitely not on my side this year at all. The hubby was also supposed to pick out a new coat this year but hasn't, leaving me wondering what to do about him as well. Urrgghhh!!<br /><br />Since this is the first Christmas in our house in Newfoundland, we also needed new outdoor lights which are still sitting in their boxes. We bought them on Saturday when we were in Corner Brook and Hubby hoped to get them up before he went back to work on Tuesday; that didn't happen on Sunday because we had to go visit his parents, and the wind was blowing too hard on Monday and Tuesday. So the lights will not go up until Dec. 22 when Hubby comes home again. Oh well....<br /><br />Our local Santa Claus parade is scheduled to go ahead this Saturday. I can only wonder if this year's will be as pitiful as last year. To be quite honest, last year's was so pitiful that I can't imagine why they would even go through the effort to put one on this year. I think that there may have been 5 poorly decorated floats in the whole parade last year and that includes Santa Claus. It's a shame too because I can remember when the Santa Claus parade was a really big event around here and just about every organization and business had a float in it. To quote the Mummer's Song, "<em>Times have gone modern, that must be the cause. Christmas is not like it was."</em><br /><br />It's funny how true that line has become in the last ten or so years. I can remember when homes were always full of visitors during Christmas. A night did not go by when you didn't have a three or four families dropping by for a visit or when you didn't visit other families. Just about every night you'd get a few Mummers (or janees, as we call them here) knocking on your door. Tables were constantly full of treats that were kept out around the clock and the Christmas "cheer" flowed quite freely. It's sad how times have changed when you really sit down and think about it.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all year." Charles Dickens</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-37245900831741327652008-12-09T11:34:00.003-03:302008-12-09T14:31:03.951-03:30From Working Mom to Stay At Home Mommy...In T minus 10 days.<br /><br />I'm not sure if my luck has just turned for the better or the worst on this one. My impending departure from work is not one of choice and, according to my boss, is just a temporary one - until sometime in March when business picks back up again. Right now, my feelings are sort of on the fence about my lay-off. The logical side of me knows that a pay cheque is much better than an unemployment cheque. I don't work because I want to, I work because I have to. However, the emotional side of me (the mommy side) is really looking forward to a couple of months or so off work to spend with the little guy. It's an opportunity to have some major bonding time with him because, even though he's with his Nan during the day while I'm at work, I don't feel like I get nearly enough time with him.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today." Stacia Tauscher</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-9038369999480660132008-12-05T14:23:00.006-03:302008-12-05T15:17:59.185-03:30Thoughts...The Weekend:<br />Let's hear a big hooray for the weekend because if this week had been much longer, I would have truly lost my mind. Unfortunately there isn't any relaxation in my future for tomorrow. The hubby and I are heading to Corner Brook on a shopping expedition. I'm referring to it as an expedition because I'm sure that the crowds are going to be so horrible that we'll have to fight our way down store aisles much similar to the way one would fight his/her way through a jungle.<br /><br />The Weather:<br />Holy Christ, we do not have any snow - not one bit! In fact, the rain was pouring down earlier. Here I am, getting ready to decorate for Christmas inside the house and out and nothing in the great outdoors is even resembling Christmas.<br /><br />The Current Political Turmoil:<br />I usually don't comment on politics and have never taken a real interest in it. I have no desire to get into a heated argument with someone who is, let's refer to it as, extremely passionate about the subject. So with my fingers crossed that I'm not opening a huge can of worms, I will say this to those fellow Canadians appalled by the actions of our Members of Parliament:<br /><br />If (and I say IF) a coalition government is formed - which I am neither for or against at this point in time - your vote is not being ignored. When you casted your vote in October, did you vote for the Conservative Party because you wanted Stephen Harper as our Prime Minister? Or, did you vote for <em>[insert candidate name]</em> because of the grounds on which they were running? We did not cast a vote specifically for Stephen Harper as our PM - in fact, that option wasn't even on our ballots. We voted for and elected our MPs. As it so happens, the majority of Canadians did not vote for a Conservative Government - the Liberals, NDP, Bloc, etc. actually received more seats combined than the Conservatives. Thus, giving the Conservatives a minority government. Now, if the Conservatives cannot show the rest of Parliament that they are capable of effectively running our government, the majority of seat holders should be well within their right to form a coalition. Remember, these members were also elected because some Canadian voters felt that they were the best choice. So you see, this is part of the democratic process.<br /><br />That said, I do think that both leading parties would be much better off finding new leaders. The Conservatives need to realize that Stephen Harper is an ass who can't really see beyond himself and the Liberals have a bit of a pansy/idiot in their mists.<br /><br />Really though, I can't help but wish that we could somehow convince the US to trade Obama for Harper.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Reputation is what other people know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself." Lois McMaster Bujold</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-54771167944152174592008-12-04T15:06:00.004-03:302008-12-04T15:22:43.972-03:30Words of Wisdom<em>"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy." Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.</em><br /><em></em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-55515648219620730572008-12-03T10:11:00.002-03:302008-12-03T10:52:20.505-03:30Brag or Rag?Brag:<br />The hubby has the week off and I must admit, I am insanely jealous right now. A whole week to spend time at home with the little guy and catch up on any projects that have been put on the back burner - nice! Monday was great, I came home from work to a pretty tidy house, laundry washed, supper cooking....what a man! And, to completely surpass my expectations, he even painted the dining room for me.<br /><br />Rag:<br />Yesterday; completely different story all together. I came home from work to a sink full of dirty dishes, the little guy's leftover breakfast still on the table, the living room resembling a war zone of toys, and the load of laundry that went in the washer that morning was still in the washer. Oh and supper, well that was sitting on the counter, not long out of the freezer and still completely frozen. Why? Apparently yesterday was a "lazy day" and he didn't feel up to taking on any of those normal household challenges.<br /><br />Gee, I wonder what I will find when I get home from work today...<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Love is the thing that enables a woman to sing while she mops the floor after her husband has walked across it in his barn boots." Hoosier Farmer</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-27527918675723814752008-11-27T10:45:00.005-03:302008-11-27T15:55:27.676-03:30Weather or NotJust when I was starting to enjoy the snow covered landscape, it up and rains. Yesterday was beautiful; sun shining (<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">intermittently</span>), slight bit of a chilly frost in the air, cool and crisp...and then last night it all came to an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">abrupt</span> end. It must have been the earth flipping on its axis during the night that suddenly tossed my little outport on the northwest coast down to the Avalon near St. John's because, well let's face it, this crappy weather belongs out there. Where else in Newfoundland can you experience snow for two days and then rain the next?<br /><br />The wind is certainly blowing a gail here today and apparently it did last night as well. I say apparently because I personally did not hear it, I am merely relying on the accounts of others who cannot sleep through rough weather. Fortunately for me, the weather has to be pretty bad before I can't sleep. Chalk it up to spending my whole life living on the coast of an island, I guess. I grew up with the wind constantly in my face and it was no different during those years I spent in Iqaluit. There it seemed that the wind would change direction just to spite me - in my face during my walk to work in the morning but still <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">guaranteed</span> to be in my face when I walked home in the evening.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are sometimes right." Sir Winston Churchill (1874-1965)</em><br /><br /><em></em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-14531047244889270052008-11-26T13:14:00.003-03:302008-11-26T13:40:43.391-03:30Colour My WorldAfter living in my house for 9 months, I have pretty well had it up the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">wazzu</span> with the pale butter yellow that is everywhere. The previous owner obviously loved the colour because the whole house was pretty well covered with it - front entrance, hall, living room, dining room, kitchen....even the master bedroom and bath. Only three rooms in the house was not coated in the same colour; the two other bedrooms, one of which was painted pink (??) and the other one was painted a very pale sage which, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">coincidentally</span> is the same colour in the main bathroom. Did the woman not have any sense of adventure? <br /><br />Now I'll admit that it has taken some time for me in choosing my new <a href="http://www.benjaminmoore.com/bmpsweb/portals/bmps_en_ca.portal?_nfpb=true&_windowLabel=sidebarportlet_1_2&sidebarportlet_1_2_actionOverride=%2Fbm%2Fcms%2FContentRenderer%2FselectSideBarArticle&sidebarportlet_1_2np=public_site%2Farticles%2Fexplore_color%2Fec_virtual_fan_deck&sidebarportlet_1_2isNonSecure=true&_pageLabel=fh_explorecolor_ca">colours</a>. Neither me or the hubby particularly enjoy painting so I want colours that will last for a while, not something I'll be sick of in six months time. Since moving in we have managed to paint two rooms in the house. The pink room is now painted a cool <em>Labrador Blue</em> for the little guy and the living room is now a calming colour called <em>Garden Path</em>.<em> </em><br /><em></em><br />Now that we are determined to actually get some more painting done next week, I got my ass in gear and choose the rest of the colours this morning. The entrance and hallway will be painted <em>Old Montreal</em>, the dining room will get a yummy coat of <em>Tiramisu, </em>the kitchen will be transformed with a colour called <em>Cherokee Brick</em>. I have also picked a colour called <em>Hot Chocolate</em> for our bedroom but that's not on the tackle list for next week so I won't worry about that yet.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Start everyday with a smile and get it over with." W.C. Fields</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-48053935610424775462008-11-25T15:30:00.003-03:302008-11-26T11:42:01.583-03:30It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like ChristmasOver the last three days, we've gotten snow, snow and more snow....and I kinda like it, so far. What I don't like about snow though is that I have to leave my house a couple minutes earlier every morning to sweep the snow off the truck - apparently I had totally forgotten about that last week when I wished for the stuff. Thankfully though, I don't have to shovel in the mornings. It will take a whole lot of snow to keep me and my 4X4 truck from getting out of the driveway. I know the hubby is anxious to get some skidooing in this winter as well. And, with the way the economy is treating the mining industry in Newfoundland these days, it looks as though he may get plenty of time to do just that. Unfortunately it appears he's getting a temporary lay-off in the next couple of weeks - just in time for Christmas, too.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br />"Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not; a sense of humor to console him for what he is." Sir Frances BaconAngiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-47499098401943710432008-11-21T09:09:00.006-03:302008-11-21T10:01:09.962-03:30Childhood CartoonsAs I was sitting down last evening watching <a href="http://atv.disney.go.com/playhouse/myfriendstiggerandpooh/index.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;">My Friends Tigger and Pooh</span> </a>on <a href="http://www.playhousedisneycanada.ca/"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Playhouse Disney</span> </a>with the little guy, I noticed about how much better the graphics are in cartoons these days then when I was growing up. Strange, I know. High definition television is not usually at the top of my conversation list but trust me, there's an amazing difference between this show and the Winnie the Pooh shows we all grew up with. So I got to thinking about what cartoons from my childhood would be really wicked if available in HDTV and here's my list:<br /><br />1. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/He-Man_and_the_Masters_of_the_Universe"><span style="color:#ff0000;">He-Man & The Masters of the Universe</span></a><br />2. Of course, I can't mention He-Man without bringing up his sister, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/She-Ra"><span style="color:#ff0000;">She-Ra, The Princess of Power</span></a><br />3. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Smurfs"><span style="color:#ff0000;">The Smurfs</span></a><br />4. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disney"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Disney's Gummi Bears</span></a><br />5. I'm not sure how many of you will remember this one; <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bravestarr"><span style="color:#ff0000;">BraveStarr</span></a><br />6. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jem_(TV_series)"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Jem and the Holograms</span></a><br />7. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainbow_Brite"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Rainbow Brite</span></a><br /><br />I could probably think of others, but these are just a few of those Saturday morning cartoons that I can remember fondly. What were some of your favorites?<br /><p><br /></p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-3757064298101768412008-11-19T13:49:00.003-03:302008-11-19T14:14:31.963-03:30Whatever Comes to MindAll day yesterday I kept thinking that it was Wednesday - I have no idea why. So naturally, today feels like Thursday and I'm very disappointed that tomorrow actually isn't Friday.<br /><br />Work has completely sucked the last few days...well, depending on how you look at it. As I have mentioned before, this is by far not my dream job and when it's slow here, like now, I hate it even more. I want a job where I'm kept busy the whole day so that the time passes by quickly. Instead I have spent the last two days confined in my office reading a book. (No, my coworkers are not aware that I'm in here reading a book. I can hear them coming and therefore can make it appear that I am really busy when they peer in.) Other than being bored out of my mind, I do really enjoy getting paid while I read.<br /><br />I got a whole bunch of stuff that I ordered from Sears yesterday; some Christmas gifts for the hubby and the little guy, and my new window treatments for the living room and dining room. I managed get the dining room ones put up last night despite the little guy climbing up on the chair with me or trying to "help" in his own way (I'll leave the living room window for when the hubby is home.) I must admit that I am quite please with how it looks. The window looked unfinished with the previous curtains but now looks complete and cozy.<br /><br />I desperately need to cook something for supper tonight. The little guy and I have just had quick meals for the last two nights and I really cannot eat something from a can again tonight. Besides, I need leftovers for tomorrow's lunch because I don't think my stomach can handle another sandwich this week. So chicken breasts it is. I haven't quite decided what I'm going to do with them; probably just bake them in the oven with some sort of sauce, steam some veggies and cook some egg noodles to go along with it. Works for me, it's easy and little guy approved.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Lots of people will want to ride in the limo with you, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down." Oprah Winfrey</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-15810535808957498912008-11-17T08:22:00.005-03:302008-11-17T08:55:38.121-03:30Caught SpeedingI ended up going to Corner Brook again on Saturday; this time with my mother. She needed a new Christmas tree and they were on sale at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zeller's</span> Saturday and Sunday only. Since I hadn't actually planned on going, it was supposed to be a quick trip up just to get the tree. Yeah, right! My bright and early morning started off very well until 9:30 am when I got pulled over and received my very first speeding ticket. Oh Joy! Just what I needed! Luckily the RCMP officer was in a forgiving mood and did not charge me for the actual speed I was going (124 km/h just in case you were wondering.) I could have easily gotten a $250 fine and 3 points against my license but instead got a $55 fine and no points - Thank God! Am I surprised that I got a speeding ticket? No, not really. I'm actually surprised that I haven't gotten caught before now. Unless I'm in a community, I tend to speed - not recklessly, but I do drive faster then the speed limit allows. Unfortunately I'm going to have to be extremely careful now and that's going to be really, really hard.<br /><br />Quote of the day:<br /><em>"Learn from the mistakes of others. You can't live long enough to make them all yourself." Unknown</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-85261291613710660332008-11-14T13:46:00.002-03:302008-11-14T14:27:31.161-03:30A Life of Its OwnThe weirdest thing has been happening in my house over the last few months; some nights when we go to bed some of my son's toys come to life all on their own. Yes, I'm serious and no, I'm not losing my mind! Let me explain....<br /><br />Like most children, the little guy has a lot of toys that are battery powered. The cool thing about some of these toys is that if left undisturbed after a long period of time it automatically goes into a power-saver mode much like a laptop. The toy has to be touched or moved somehow to power back up again. The weird thing about this is that some of these toys end up powering up in the middle of the night when everyone is in bed and no one is touching the toy. It all started with a toy garbage truck that someone gave the little guy last year for Christmas. When moved, the truck says, <em>"<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Mmmm</span>, garbage,"</em> or, <em>"Phew, that stinks,"</em> but if left undisturbed, it does nothing at all. However, a couple of times a week, hours after we went to bed this thing would just start spouting off it's phrases when, obviously, no one was playing with it....freaky, right? It got so bad that I had no choice but take the batteries out of it.<br /><br />This week the trouble starts all over again with one of my son's toy laptops. Wednesday night I'm in bed, the little guy is sleeping soundly next to me, all is quiet and suddenly the laptop goes off. <em>"Select an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">activity</span>."</em> Needless to say, I got a little fright at first but then I realized what it was. So I got up and removed the batteries from that toy. Then this morning while both my son and I are in my room getting ready to leave, the other toy laptop (which was in the living room) goes off. <br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">WTF</span> is going on with these toys? It's really starting to freak me out. I mean, I'm not saying that I believe in ghosts or anything. Really, I can't say for sure. I've experienced unexplained happenings in my grandmother's house but there's a history there. My house doesn't really have a history, it's only 3 years old. So there's got to be a logical explanation for this, right? Well, what is it? Because I sure as hell can't think of a way to explain it.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"From what we get, we can make a living. What we give, however, makes a life." Arthur Ashe</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-11335515522038537492008-11-13T14:48:00.007-03:302008-11-13T15:19:30.030-03:30Up For A Challenge, Anyone?Here's a <a href="http://www.cbc.ca/cp/Oddities/081112/K111206AU.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;">challenge</span></a> that could prove to be quite interesting....and fun, to say the least. However, I'll be naughty enough to go one step further and issue the challenge not only to married couples but to those couples who are shacked up and living in sin as well. Enjoy....Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-7765116494326288712008-11-13T08:43:00.003-03:302008-11-13T10:13:14.568-03:30Random ThoughtsNot a whole lot new happening in my small world these days. The hubby and I tried to get a start on our Christmas shopping over the weekend but weren't very successful. Even though I love to shop, I can't stand having to fight my way down store aisles and stand in check-out lines for what seems like <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">eternity</span>, which is exactly what it was like trying to shop on Saturday. It pains me to know that the shopping conditions are only going to get worst from here on which makes me wonder, "Why do I wait until this late in the game to get those gifts bought?" To top it off, I seem to be suffering from some sort of gift buyer's block. I have no idea what to get anyone on my list. I ended up ordering a couple of gifts from Sears for the little guy and the hubby. Now I just have to work up enough courage to head back to the shopping centres again in a couple of weeks.<br /><br />Am I the only one who felt as though there were two Mondays in this week? I thoroughly enjoyed having Tuesday off. It would have been a most relaxing day if it wasn't for all the laundry that needed to be done, but yesterday I felt as though I was in some warped version of the movie Groundhog Day....which I might add, was one of the stupidest movies I can ever remember seeing.<br /><br />According to <a href="http://towniebastard.blogspot.com/">Townie Bastard</a>, there is a radio station somewhere in Detroit playing Christmas music 24/7- <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">WTF</span>?? Holy Christ people, don't you think that's a little extreme? I'll admit that come December 1st I'm more than ready to start decorating for Christmas but I think this might be taking the whole Christmas theme just a little too far; it is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">after all</span>, only the middle of November. Have they even celebrated Thanksgiving in the States yet?<br /><br />The price of gas dropped again today - Yippee! It was getting to the point where it was getting too expensive to go anywhere in our truck. I was amazed last week when I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">gassed</span> up and got a little over half of a tank for $40 so I'm anxious to see what the same amount of money will get me today. I wonder how long this pricing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">euphoria</span> will last?<br /><br />So here goes...and I know I'm going to get crap for this one...but, I'd like to see it hurry up and snow already! The pretty leaves are gone making the trees look bare, the majority of the grass is an awful colour brown, it's damp and chilly - it's time for snow. I feel as though my whole seasonal clock is completely thrown off. I'm used to it being a lot colder, a lot more snow at this point, and a whole lot darker later in the mornings and earlier in the evenings. All I could think this morning on my way to work was how dingy everything looks this time of year. We need snow to brighten it all up. As anyone who has ever lived in Iqaluit will agree, during the summer Iqaluit is more like a dusty, dirty gravel pit of a town but in the winter, it's absolutely breathtaking. Cold, but beautiful. Now I want to see that winter wonderland here...but with trees, obviously.<br /><br /><br /><p>Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"Don't go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." Ralph Waldo Emerson</em></p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-81534686536392969792008-11-07T15:03:00.005-03:302008-11-07T15:55:49.916-03:30In The NewsIt seems as though every time I have read the news on CBC this week, I have come across one or two stories each day concerning a small child being beaten and/or killed by someone close to them, be it a parent, foster-parent or whatever. What in the name of our Lord above is this world coming to?? How does a person who does this live with themselves? Reading this stories disturbs me to no end (so much that I don't have the stomach to link them to this post). My heart aches for the innocent children and all the suffering they have/had <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">endured</span>. The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">cruelty</span> of these situations make me sick to my stomach and I can only pray to God that I will never encounter these abusers for I really don't think that I would be able (nor would I want) to control my actions. In fact, I wholehearted feel that our government should not be housing these poor excuses for human beings, providing them with three square meals a day, a warm and dry place to lay their heads. If anything, they should be treated with the same respect and compassion that they bestowed on their victim.<br /><br />It is time for people to wake up! Children are a gift, not a right. They are precious and should be treated as so. They are not your property to do with as you please; it is your responsibility to provide a loving and safe environment so that your child may grow healthy, well adjusted adult - someone who reaches their full potential. There are many people in this world who cannot have children, who spend years on adoption waiting lists, who spend thousands of dollars in fertility treatments, who would give anything to receive the unconditional love of a child - it is time for everyone to thank the heavens above for the precious gifts you have been given.<br /><br />My child is the pure light of mine and my husband's life. I cannot imagine life without him. Our little guy is our greatest accomplishment and it is our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">privilege</span> to raise him into the person that he is meant to be. And, tonight I will hug him a little tighter to my heart and say a silent pray for all those little ones who have not been that fortunate, who have had their lives so cruelly taken away. May God watch over their little souls.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>" Before you were conceived, I wanted you. Before you were born, I loved you. Before you were here for an hour, I would die for you. This is the miracle of life." Maureen Hawkins</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341070769861456964.post-86916553148583169052008-11-05T14:59:00.003-03:302008-11-05T15:31:35.181-03:30It's A Love/Hate ThingI hate my job! No - make that I REALLY HATE my job! (I'm very serious.)<br />I love my family but I hate that they get on my nerves.<br />I hate the fact that the little guy does not sleep in his own bed....but, I love snuggling with him in our bed.<br />I love Newfoundland but (at the moment) I hate living here. Don't ask!<br />I hate spider, bugs and other creepy, crawly things that sometimes find their way into my house.<br />I hate spending money but I love to shop.<br />I love decorating for Christmas but I hate having to take it all down.<br />I love it when my house is clean but I hate having to clean it.<br />I love the thought of changing the paint colours in my house but I hate painting.<br />I love chocolate (especially the expensive stuff) but hate the fact that I love chocolate.<br />I love laughing until my stomach hurts and I can't breath, and I hate the fact that's it has been a long time since that has happened.<br /><br />Quote of the Day:<br /><em>"A true friend is someone who thinks you are a good friend even though you are slightly cracked." Bernard Meltzer</em>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09377349516340267304noreply@blogger.com0