Lord, Beer Me Strength

A happy Friday. All in all the week hasn’t been overly involved, but still a good enough time with everyone I love. Thankfully, (Knock on wood.) I have been kept safe from whatever illness is floating all over my house and I guess the whole of Chapters. Hoping that the weekend will be exciting enough, but we will see.

Would you be shocked if I told you that I had yet another problem with identity theft? Now, I understand that I am a pretty awesome person, and that, according to Facebook, I am listed as “most jealous of” however, please stop trying to steal me. Confused yet? Just wait.

With the advent of September comes the renewal of my car insurance. For reasons unknown, I still have my insurance out of Brooks, however, this year being the fourth year since my parents moved from Brooks, I figured it was time to move on to a new company.

I called the new insurance company and gave them all of my information, and got a pretty good deal on my insurance. (Thank goodness for turning 25. If only I could get married, then I think the insurance company would pay me money.) Everything was set up for my new insurance to take effect; the company just had to pull up my insurance record to verify my previous coverage and lack of accidents and tickets.

After a few minutes and a few keystrokes later, the lady on the phone paused and said, “Are you from Ontario?” “I only wish,” was the first thought that came to my mind. I told her I had never been to Ontario.

She then asked if I was the owner of a White 2001 Chevy Silverado Truck. Again, I admitted that would be a much better vehicle than what I was currently driving, but I didn’t have access to any trucks.

Finally, she asked if I knew anyone named Robert. And I sadly told her that I didn’t.

Horribly confused, Ms. Insurance Adjuster told me that it looked as if my coverage had been cancelled in 2006 and transferred to some Robert guy in Ontario with a white truck. What?!?

After a few phone calls, faxes and signatures, to my insurance company in Brooks, my previous insurance company stated, “They would look into this clerical error.” Not quite the same as ‘bank error in your favor, collect $ 200.00’ but hopefully everything gets straightened out.

Just imagine if I had an accident this past year! I am just hoping that Mr. Robert enjoys his insurance while he still can.

Thanks to all of those who attended the Second Annual Denise Garner Apple Taste Test. A super congratulation to my beloved Honeycrisp apple for taking home first place. And a surprise contender in the Jazz apple. Like always, we learned that any Delicious apple, just not so delicious.

Thinking:

Is my mom really right? Does being self-centered just make you paranoid in the end?

Why doesn’t my excitement transfer to other people? Are my ideas not that great? Do I expect too much?

What is with all the cagey people? Yes or no. No more grey!

Good Luck, God Speed. TGIF.

Confusing You With The Razzle Dazzle

Welcome one and all to Monday and officially autumn.

Everyone seems pretty subdued today and the office is pretty quiet. I guess everyone has a case of the Mondays today, although I am still a little weirded out. When I got to my office this morning, everything had been moved and was definitely not where I left it on Friday. I think the cleaning people messed everything up. Which, yes, I understand is an oxymoron.

The weekend was relatively simple. Girls Night Out due to our lack of being able to acquire a date to Fall Ball, even after we employed all of our Fascinating Girl techniques. Although I think I have to admit that any estrogen-filled night is better than any formal dance, any day.

Small amounts of sleeping in, which I am more than grateful for. And finally the move of the century that we have all been waiting on. Looking forward to all kinds of fun with my new Bert and Ernie. (Come on, you know that’s funny.)

And Sunday filled with my favourite ward, favourite family, favourite friends and favourite episodes of The Office.

Looking forward to:

New episodes of Heroes. We finished the DVDs just in time. (What kind of geeks are we?)

The Second Annual Denise Garner Apple Taste Test! Can the Fuji apple defend its title?

New season of The Office! With the new TV, we can watch every week!

Jimmy Eat World, in concert! How do I keep forgetting to mention that?

Thinking:

You might pay cheaper rent, but our house has cable, and well, doesn’t smell like a ferret….it just smells like a tent. Congratulations!

Jim Halpert is definitely at the top of all of our lists.

Only 4 ½ more days until the weekend again, but who’s counting?

I've got to admit it's getting better
A little better, all the time
It can't get no worse

Good Luck. God Speed.
Lots of Love.

Waited For You To Come Around

Well a happy cloud filled Tuesday to one and all. Only three more minutes until lunch if I can just hold on. What a long morning this has been! Hopefully the afternoon will go by faster.

More questions, and more answers. Don’t you love it? And if you don’t love it…well too bad, at least I write more often than once every six weeks. Snap! (Sorry. Maybe yours is quality over quantity? Although how awesome am I to knock out high quality posts day after day. Sorry, I’m sassy today...and well everyday.)Alright, on with the questions.

When I call you, my custom ring tone should be...not the theme song to Bewitched. Two answers: Either something loud and flashy so everyone knows when I am calling, or something soft and sweet, and really makes you melt every time you hear it. (Just like every time you think of me.)

My worst part time job was...cleaning Gus’ Pub and Grill. It is the dingiest, grossest place in the world. I don’t think a very high caliber of people hang out there. Plus for reasons unknown, we had to clean the place at 6am!

What would you do for a new car?...Almost anything. You can have my old car if you want it.

If you had a pet rhino, what would you name it?... Chuck

If you had to get a tattoo, what would it be?..."I went to Tattoo Town and all I got was this lousy tattoo.”

What's your favorite ice cream topping?....besides chocolate….coconut.

The best ride at Disneyland is...not Autotopia. Splash Mountain is fun but the line is really long. Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride is funny and super high tech. 8!

If you were famous, what would you be famous for?...being famous. Kinda like Paris Hilton. If you are famous for singing…people are always going to ask you to sing for them. If you are famous for being funny… people are always going to ask you to tell them a joke. If you are famous for nothing, people can’t ask you do anything for them.

How many traffic tickets have you received?...One. (Photo radar doesn’t count) Funny story, we are driving home from Utah in April and I am stopped by the Montana Highway Patrol. First time I am ever stopped by the police! Now in their defence, I was going 160km/h when the speed limit was about 115km/h. In our defence, we were so close to home.

I like to put ketchup on...Nothing weird. I am kinda bored with ketchup. It seems to be a thing of my past, kinda like Thousand Island Dressing.

Ever broken a bone?...no but sadly and sickly I was a witness to someone breaking their bone. The sound of the break still haunts me at night.

What's the first frivolous thing you'll buy when you're rich and famous?...something super funny, like a bunch of pudding. Hundreds and hundreds of pudding cups, all kinds of flavours.

If you landed on the moon, what would be the first thing you would say…"So here we are on the moon. Now what?”

What would you name your pet monkey?...Albert

Here’s to:

Seeing you almost more than when we lived together and loving it! If only there was someway you could come back. It is hard to be the square peg with all of the round holes.

Lots more pizza. Our vast consumption is very un-lady like, but who cares, it is so good. And really when are we ever lady like?

Finding you a Mail Order Bride, if only for a good laugh. We never get tired of your antics.

Fall Ball...still no date. Shock! But somewhat relieved to be away from all of that mess anyways. Really, I think our Friday night will be much better than any hay bailed, red punch producing dance.

Heroes…wanting to just curl up today and watch the final episodes. Why are we so addicted? How are we ever going to wait a week between chapters during the second season?

Me. With or without you.

Good Luck. Please, God Speed.

Everybody's Hanging Out Just Like They Hung Out Before

I am not one to complain. Who am I kidding isn’t that the reason that I have a blog, so that the world can hear my complaints? But another weekend has come and go, all without anything too monumental or exciting. It feels like we just keep living the same weekend over and over. At some point in the weekend we go out to eat, we sleep in, we have the same conversations with the same people and watch the same movies. We get just as mad, just as tired, just as jealous, just as silly…every weekend. I guess that is the nature of everyone’s life. And I shouldn’t complain, because really I do love every minute I spend with you…all of you.

Well, this weekend we did do something a bit new. We went to see a foreign film. Yup, look at us being super cultured. We went to watch a movie called Day Watch. A movie about vampires in Russia, a magic piece of chalk, hoards of mosquitoes, a girl with a coat made out of a Muppet and a boy with glitter in his hair. Combine that with subtitles, and I think you have a funny Saturday night to say the least.

I love subtitles as much as the next person, if not more, but this movie made absolutely no sense. I understand it was a sequel, (Shock! What movie have we watched this year that hasn’t been a sequel?) but if I had to explain who all the characters were or anything more than just the basic plotline, I would be at a loss. So about half way through the movie I just made up my own story, and it made the movie ten times better.

Well, that is about it for today. Nothing too much to report.
Doing pretty good today with what I’ve got.

Don't Think We're Not Serious, When's It Ever Not

A Happy Rosh Hashanah to all of my Jewish friends, Happy Ramadan to all of my Islamic friends, and a Happy Thursday to everyone else.

I have been a day ahead all week, thinking it was Wednesday on Tuesday and I thought yesterday was Thursday, so this has been an exceptionally long week. But thankfully we really are on the downhill side of the week, so things are starting to look up.

Today it is up to you to answer this debate.

Thanks to Much Music we are able to watch hit and miss episodes of The OC, and relive all of our favourite moments from season one.

Seth, one of the cutest characters on primetime television, (back me up ladies.) has two girls that like him. (Lucky for him).

First is Summer, the girl that Seth is definitely intrigued by. She seems to have some magical spell over him. She treats him poorly and is kinda bossy, but somehow he always seems to go back for more. Even when there is a perfectly nice and beautiful girl right in front of him, he can’t shake the idea of Summer.

Second is Anna. Smart, beautiful and has all of the same interests as Seth. The two of them really are best friends and everything is great, until Summer comes along, and then all recollection of Anna is gone. Well, that is until Anna gets huffy that Seth is spending so much time with Summer.

So our debate has been who Seth should pick. (The funny part is that we have all seen more of the season, and well, we know who he picks.)

All the guys I have asked are insistent that Seth should pick Anna. And that Summer is no good for him.

The girls I have asked, try and be as optimistic as the boys, but pick Summer. They know all too well the power of a captivating woman.

In the end, Seth does choose Summer and Anna just becomes a memory. (Sorry if I spoiled the show for you.)

The choice seems so easy when you see it on TV. But somehow the same results are always yielded in real life.

So now my question for you is, does the Fascinating Girl ever win, or are they always second string to the Captivating Woman?

Alright, well enough about The OC and my own hidden agenda. (Did I just admit that?)

Here’s to:

More late nights, weird soup and mounds of chicken wings. Every minute is a riot with you all.

The house being clean, but the fruit flies still hanging on. Where are they coming from?

One more day till the weekend, it can’t come fast enough. And this weekend, we are sleeping in.

Good Luck and more than ever, God Speed.

Everybody Let Their Hair Down

A Happy 6th Anniversary to my car. Thanks for all the great times and memories. Try to hang on just a little more. Please. I love you.

Today, although I am tired, why did I fall asleep on the couch, I am also hopeful. Last night was our first Victoria Park FHE of the year. We had a great turn out and lot of fun at our annual BBQ. Could this really be the best ward yet? Is this really the start of something new? Can we continue the momentum?

Delighted that:

The fridge is in the process of being repaired. And if not, that we have a very clean fridge and freezer. No food, but who needs that anyways.

The Mercury Topaz club expanding. And relief that is isn’t just my car that seems to have leprosy.

Me and Jenny are sharp. And Jenny is a dove, supposedly. Whatever that means? I think I found out what bird I am, the chickadee. Small, plump, always making a lot of noise, and rarely found alone.

The good times are seemly never ending, for right now at least.

Do You Remember When We Had All The Answers?

Well Monday to you all, whether happy or sad is up for you all to make the call. Another weekend over, and still another week of things not being crossed off my to do list, despite the fact I got early on Saturday. Where did the weekend go? What did we even do?

Just a short one for you all today.

Realizing:

Maybe the fridge really is broken.

I could never be the fascinating girl.

It is much better to be a big fish in a small pond.

What could I do more; yeah I'm really not sure.

I know I'm running circles but I can't quit.

And I'm so confused about what to do.

Sometimes I want to throw it all away.

That maybe I just don’t care anymore, anyways.

Mures Mersam Derelinquunt Navem

Well, I think they are about to have me committed. More about that later.

Happy fall to one and all. (Oh my, look at me rhyming.) School is back in swing, which makes all of us working class a little melancholy even if we hated school. Just the idea of somewhere new to go, and something new to look at, besides the new bird of the month on my calendar. (September is the Painted Bunting.)

Now as to the reason I think the whole office believes I am crazy. There is a pigeon that lives on the roof. This is nothing new. I don’t know where he was all summer, but on cold days he comes to hang out on the vents on top of our building. Somehow, lucky for me, the pigeon’s new hangout seems to be right above my office. (That’s what you get for being on the top floor).


Most of the time I can just hear him walking around, or sometimes making noise. But today, he must be having problems up there. There is an awful lot of cooing and screaming coming from my feathered friend. And sadly it is kinda driving me insane. He is so loud…well that is until someone else comes into my office. And then not a sound. I know people in the office already think I am crazy, but this may just seal my fate of being slightly insane.

Here’s to:

A slow week despite the fact that is a short week.

Wondering how I became best friends with my bank buddy. Weird.

The triumphant return of our favourite Keely.

Making more out of something that is really nothing.

Spending all of my energy counting the minutes until we can sleep in again.

Making even straight hair hot today.

Definitely Good Luck and even more, God Speed.

Yes She Did, Yes She Does

Well, welcome to September. So far the new year has come in like a lamb. Nothing overly exciting. Here’s hoping things start to look up.

I spent to the long weekend with most of my favourite people, trying to create some sort of last of the summer magic or memories, and eating a lot of food.

Today there is no play by play of what allure the weekend did hold but rather more questions to answer.

What surprises you most about your adult life?
It isn’t that exciting staying up late or eating whatever you want. And that everyday, whether winter or summer, is the same when you are working.

What are you most proud of?
Winning the Miss Victoria Park competition. But seriously, none of my accomplishments are that big. I have yet to save the world, publish a book or see my name in lights, but I have family and friends that love me, a job that at least is related to my field of study and everything I need and most of what I want.

What scares you?
Clowns, Michael Jackson, Turkeys, Satan, The Dump, Heights, Being Alone…the list is pretty long.

How often do you weigh yourself?
I have a general ideal about how much I weigh. Do I really need to know an exact number?

What’s your main source of news?
Highlights of CNN at lunch and the news on the radio in the morning. Other than that, I find local new to be too annoying, and never find the time to watch The National. (I miss you, Peter Mansbridge)

What’s your current theme song?
Slip Sliding Away—Paul Simon
Ten Minutes—The Get Up Kids

What’s your favorite junk food?
Oh my good heavens, another list that is lengthy. But I think of all of them, I love Hershey Kisses the most.

Something that’s been on my mind lately is…
How Long Is Too Long, and every other Get Up Kids lyric. They all seem to apply.

My life would be simpler if…
I knew what I was doing, instead of just making it up as I went along.

Here’s to:

Eight more months until another kick at the summer can.

Season Two starting out a lot slower than Season One.

A fortunate reunion with the cute bank buddy!

More time spent C.D. and less expectations.

Me contemplating everything, including you.