Wednesday, 22 December 2010

I Might Have Grown Up In A Cult

So...A cult by definition (affording to Oxford Online) "Is a system of religious veneration and devotion directed towards a particular figure or object". Now, usually, cults worship things or people outside of the normal realms of acceptance by the wider society...u know like those crazy koolaid, actually it was grape Flavor Aid drinking people...check out that Jim Jones Story Here. Anyway so, about me and this cult now. We actually worshiped God, sang from regular hymn books, did regular things like pray, erect a church in plain view for the public to see, people could only have one spouse etc. etc. This probably explains why I, only in retrospect, have the inclination to think that maybe this one was a little bit more than it appeared...

Sunday, 12 December 2010

Things I learnt Over the Weekend

People should really strive to learn something everyday, no matter how small and insignificant that 'knowledge' may be. So I learnt some very 'important' things this weekend and as usual, because I do love you all so much, will share my new found knowledge. 1. Point and shoot cameras are just that. You point, they shoot. They are however, not think and shoot cameras. So despite every effort to make it jump out of your handbag or purse or whatever else and take a shot of a wonderful candid moment all by just reading your mind, it just won't. You will actually have to point it to shoot it. sigh. 2. Peter Phillips Disco really sucks! Unless of course you are over 50 years old! I should be very dissapointed at myself for expecting anything different...

Friday, 10 December 2010

Here's Your Sign

If we could all wear a sign, wouldn't that just make life a whooooole lot better? Then people wouldn't have to go around wondering what kind of person they are dealing with and, oh, how much less stressful life would be....Here are a few signs I think would get sold A LOT. If it was mandated by law, which I would gladly start the petition for, I'm pretty sure as a "sign seller" you could become a millionaire selling these: BUTU-basically classless, dark, backward, fool fool and oh how many there are out there. You can usually tell by the way they dress and sometimes you have nothing to go off until they open their mouths and you wish you had never struck up an conversation to begin with. Stupid- How many times I'm listening to conversations or around people and thinking to myself...

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Why Relationships Do Not Last

A Twitter Trending Topic #whyrelationshipsdontlast sparked this post. The topic of relationships is always a hot one. There is always someone trying to get over one, get into one, break one up, or understand one (many other options exist I'm sure). The trickiest thing about a relationship, I think, is getting one to work. Funny enough, It's not just romantic relationships that are difficult but, any kind of relationship is ridiculously hard work, whether it be a mere friendship between two pals, trying to get along with co-workers or your boss, or relationships with family. I think a lot of people are more taken up with making romantic relationships last and here is my little list of reasons why.....you guessed it, relationships do not work. 1. People get into relationships for all the wrong...

Friday, 15 October 2010

In Loving Memory of...

Did I mention I hate funerals! Obviously though, I will have to attend my own. Considering the few funerals I have been to, even the thought of attending my own is daunting. If I have to be there, and I will, I do think I am allowed to at least have a say in what happens at MY OWN funeral. Don't you think? Well here are a few guidelines to follow. 1. Under absolutely no circumstances should there be any choir unable to sing the Hallelujah Chorus immaculately, like this, by present and give a tribute to me. I refuse to be bored to death at my own funeral. I love music, Mass Choir only please! which brings me to:  2. The Hallelujah Chorus must be sung at my funeral! 3. There must be tambourines. If you don't know where to find such things,...

Monday, 11 October 2010

The Funeral was great!!! Huh?!

I am not a fan of funerals. In all my life I've been to two funerals that were not of close family members and if I could have gotten out of those, I damn well would have. Anyway, here is what I do not understand. Why do people ask "so, how was the funeral?" That question almost always gets a discombobulated look from me. I mean, what am I supposed to even say? I'm sure there is a politically correct answer out there. But for me the truth would always be, "it was too long". I mean, what is it supposed to be? Is it supposed to be fun? Is it supposed to be interesting? I don't think so. It's sad, people cry, people talk about the deceased life, and people cry some more or they don't. What exactly am I supposed to comment on, I don't know. Should I say "the food was awesome" and if it was not,...

Thursday, 7 October 2010

Sometimes Movies Annoy Me

I know movies are fiction, the ones that are meant to be, obviously. But there are just some common things in movies that just make no sense whatsoever. I'm going to take issue with two of them. They happen in every movie, and it always irks me when I see it. 1. You ever notice anytime someone has something important to say, they never get the chance. It's always "I have something really important to tell you', and then, something happens, or the person keeps talking and talking and doesn't listen. Then, of course, as soon as the opportunity comes again they say, without fail 'I have something really important to tell you' and again, something happens and they miss the chance. You ever wonder why, in those few seconds, if its sooooooo important,...

Wednesday, 6 October 2010

So I've Discovered Twitter

This is the 8th sentence I've started this blog with. I'm sitting here and I pretty much know what I want to blog about. I know the very general concept, but it's taking a mighty hell of a time for me to be able to 'articulate' it well....*scream* so here goes...So, I was in the generation of Hi5ers, my first social media experience, if that's what it's called. Then Facebook came along and I, like many others, jumped on the bandwagon while it was going full speed ahead. Hi5 became the place for the 'not cool' people. If you were not on Facebook, you weren't anybody...hmmm. Facebook sufficed for a very long time, years even. Then enter stage right, Twitter. For a very long time I heard about twitter. As far as I could tell, it was a place for people to give minute by minute, mundane details...

Friday, 1 October 2010

...and why can't I have Morphine!!!!!!!

I'm not one of the lucky ladies who have mother nature sneak up on random days and leave without any painful evidence of her arrival. No, I get it all. Whatever that's out there I manage to get. So days before she even arrives, she sends her messengers just as a reminder that her arrival is near and she plans to wreak her usual havoc. Yay me! sigh.Now I've been visiting doctors since I was 12 years old in an attempt to figure out what on earth was going on with this ridiculous amount of pain. As usual everyone prescribed the usual, worth absolutely nothing, must get endorsements from pharmaceutical companies for distributing these meds, painkillers. You know the ones, Panadol, Midol, Panadene, Baralgin, Alleve, Motrin-Ibuprofen...

Monday, 27 September 2010

I Hate Rainy Mornings

Don't you just hate mornings when it rains. Ugh! Mornings like these I walk with a stone in my back pocket and an evil glimmer in my eyes. I know someone will splash me- these unconscionable motorists!And so the miserable day begin...

Friday, 23 July 2010

I take kids over adults anyday.

This morning I'm standing in the line at the staff canteen and a woman comes up behind me with her daughter, about 2years old and her mother. Cute little girl, I thought. Anyway, little girl decides she doesn't want to stand, she wants mommy to lift her up and mommy is not having it. Little girl starts to cry and whine. Her mom is ignoring her, fine, crying kids don't bug me at all. Poor little kid gets even more miserable and starts to cry even more, still not a bother to me, kids cry alllll the time.I was quite fine until this woman comes up and starts to taunt the child, I suppose in an effort to get her to stop crying. But lord, she is the one I wanted to turn around and slap and tell her how annoying she is and she should stop the stupidity this minute! Here she is telling the child "puppy...

Friday, 16 July 2010

Product of the Month- July

Lysol All purpose cleaner.......seriously I wonder what I would do without my bottle of Lysol All Purpose Cleaner. It's like magic in a bottle. You really should try it, trust me, you should. Now I have every reason to believe it can clean all the things its traditionally supposed to. It cleans clothes, shoes, counters, toilets, walls EVERYTHING! But I wonder if it could clean all the other random things in life we really want cleaned up. Maybe BP should try it on the Oil Spill, and just in case you have been living under a rock for a while check that story out here, or maybe you can spray a bottle of it in your 16yr old daughter's mouth, then voila! Or maybe your life needs a little cleaning to get rid of the random people you've...

Thursday, 15 July 2010

I'm sober- Really I am

Snack machines at work should also have beer...That is all!...

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

Taxi Stories- No Gas? No Problem Mon

I always knew public transportation would be the bane of my existence, but it turns out to be quite an 'oxymoronish' kind of situation. Travelling on taxis to work in the morning does in fact cause me much misery but also turns out to be quite amusing in an after-the-fact kind of way.So as you can imagine, more often than not, my mornings to work turn out to be quite an adventure. So, I'm a gonna be noice, yes noice, can you hear it huh? Huh? and share some of my stories with ya!So this particular morning I'm running late, like 2 hours late but no biggie really. I finally manage to get a taxi and I'm really happy because sun and makeup is most definitely not a pretty sight. Gladly, I get in the front and Ha! The Joke's on me. This taxi has...

Monday, 8 March 2010

Little Lizzy and Me

You know, i'm not really afraid of lizards per se! I just dont like them in my house!!!!!!! Well apparently this little croaking lizard decided, clearly without my permission, to take up residence in my kitchen!!!!!!!!!! Can you believe the audacity of the vermin!!!!!!!I know it was intentional retribution for my killing some relative of his not so long ago. I know this, he knows this, and unfortunately he has the upper hand because, for the life of me I am completely scared out of my crazy mind to kill the blasted thing...and he knows...So, first incident...I went away for Christmas and I think my long absence from home gave him the brilliant idea to move in. When i came home in the new year the stupid thing decided to let his presence known...

Revisiting Me

So, after a very long hiatus I'm back. I'm planning to be around for a little while and I hope I stick to the plan. I miss blogging. It seems so much of what I enjoyed doing has disappeared and I think they took pieces of me. So, now I'm on a journey to find Me, creative, angry, bitchy, smart, happy me. Wish me luck and I hope my readers stick around to see if I find what I'm looking f...

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