Chatting with a g/f recently and we got to talking about more personal things women should be doing.
More so, your responsiblitiy to your womanhood body and health period.
Never gave it much thought, but as it turns out I've neglected my womanhood duties for the last couple years.
In addition to those details, I made a new list of things I have to do, that well, I've just been lazy about.
Some due to finances, others pure laziness.
Here is my list:
-Start self breast examinations.. again.
I found a lump a few years ago, had a mammogram and everything was fine. yay!
I havent checked myself since. (started again) the reminder now hangs in my shower.
-Yearly womanhood appointment. - It's been 3 years. We're suppose to go every year. (apt made)
-Get my passport (soon)
-Renew my Drivers licence (soon)
-Go to the dentist. - it's been 7 years. I use to have braces, you'd think I'd be more vigilant about it.
An apt. will be made in the new year.
-File 2008 taxes - Done Oct 19.09
-Get my eyes examined.
Okay this one is only less than a year delayed. This one is soley delayed due to finances.
What have you neglected to do recently that should be done annually?
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Wednesday, 21 October 2009
Thursday, 18 June 2009
Celebrate growing older...45 Lessons life IS teaching me....
I recieved the below in an email today. Funny how the timing works, cos I'm in a funk and needed to hear a lot of the following.
Its not too sappy, have a read, take from it what you will.
I've inserted my own comments in brackets back to the person who sent it.
Copy it, pass it on, I don't care. It's here for everyone.
Enjoy.
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good. (good point)
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone...(I wish this was easier to do)
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch. (I do, however it hasnt been a two way street lately)
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.(*cough*)
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it. (Thanks, that helps)
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
(wish someone had told me that when I was 15)
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is
all about. (love this! soooo true, I need to stop being such a bitch)
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.(touche)
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never
blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.(this includes people)
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.(ahmen)
19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, save it for a special occasion. Today is special. (I drink from crystal glasses everyday now)
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.(I live by this rule, it my quirk, it's what I'm known for)
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
(Hi Red Hat Society Ladies)
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.(hello to the penis in my brain)
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you. (I fight with this one often)
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words. In five years, will this matter?'( oh thank gawd for this one, I needed to hear that)
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.(really?)
30. Time heals almost everything. (almost)
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
(harder said than done, but a valid point)
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back. (probably, thanks)
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.(this is true, hard not to want more)
42. The best is yet to come.(I hope so)
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
(yes sir... will try harder from now on)
44. Yield.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a "gift."
A holy man was having a conversation with God one day and said, ‘God, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.'
God led the holy man to two doors...
He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in.
In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man’s mouth water.
The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished.
They were holding spoons with very long handles, that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful.
But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.
The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering.
God said, 'You have seen Hell.'
They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one.
There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water.
The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.
The holy man said, 'I don't understand...'
'It is simple,' said God. 'It requires but one skill. You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'
I really like the last line of this whole post...
Its not too sappy, have a read, take from it what you will.
I've inserted my own comments in brackets back to the person who sent it.
Copy it, pass it on, I don't care. It's here for everyone.
Enjoy.
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good. (good point)
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone...(I wish this was easier to do)
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch. (I do, however it hasnt been a two way street lately)
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.(*cough*)
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it. (Thanks, that helps)
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
(wish someone had told me that when I was 15)
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is
all about. (love this! soooo true, I need to stop being such a bitch)
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.(touche)
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never
blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.(this includes people)
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.(ahmen)
19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, save it for a special occasion. Today is special. (I drink from crystal glasses everyday now)
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.(I live by this rule, it my quirk, it's what I'm known for)
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
(Hi Red Hat Society Ladies)
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.(hello to the penis in my brain)
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you. (I fight with this one often)
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words. In five years, will this matter?'( oh thank gawd for this one, I needed to hear that)
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.(really?)
30. Time heals almost everything. (almost)
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
(harder said than done, but a valid point)
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back. (probably, thanks)
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.(this is true, hard not to want more)
42. The best is yet to come.(I hope so)
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
(yes sir... will try harder from now on)
44. Yield.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a "gift."
A holy man was having a conversation with God one day and said, ‘God, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.'
God led the holy man to two doors...
He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in.
In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man’s mouth water.
The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished.
They were holding spoons with very long handles, that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful.
But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.
The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering.
God said, 'You have seen Hell.'
They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one.
There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water.
The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.
The holy man said, 'I don't understand...'
'It is simple,' said God. 'It requires but one skill. You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'
I really like the last line of this whole post...
Thursday, 11 June 2009
Ever feel OLD?
I feel my age today.
A little short w/people, not amused with the 20-something crowd I work with.
I have no *ha-ha* bone today. On the very serious side of things and I'm going to blame it on the face I haven't slept in sometime. I finally caved in and went and got some more sleeping pills. I've suffered from insomnia for many years, the more time goes by, the longer time apart are the episodes.
Anyone who's had this issue, knows what the signs are for themselves. Mine, are, my speech impediment will start to show, my eye will twitch to the point of people thinking I have a tick or something. At this point, I know its time to get some assistance from prescription narcotics.
Maybe I feel old, cos I'm getting over the drama of my life and stepping up and being an adult. Taking charge of my finances, my future, the people in it etc.. I don't have the options of falling back on anyone to bail me out, so really this is it. Being, acting responsible for myself.
I'm still dorky, nerdy, and charming as hell, its part of my charm, or at least that's what I call it. lol
Growing up sucks. What can I tell you?
Right now, surviving the day, going home doing chores seems like asking a lot lately.
~I'm up at 530AM out of the house by 630(at the latest)
~work 720-5pm, commute home by 6 ish.
~Do chores of dishes from the night before, bathroom cleaning before the weekend etc
~Bathe (what do you mean I have to take my clothes off, get into the tub, get out, and get dressed AGAIN?!!... that's asking a lot, I'll shower tomorrow...maybe)
~Make something to eat so I do not parish overnight(with my girth that's unlikely)
~return emails, phone calls, etc...
~and plant my ass on the couch for the rest of the night.
sometimes I'm not settling in for the night til 8-830, yes it's early, but when you're not sleeping it may as well be midnight.
I can not even humuor the idea of going out at night with friends for drinks etc.. I'm that TIRED. (last two nights I've been in bed by 9-930) ugh. I"M OLD.
I wonder if this is how its starts for elderly people?
At what point does a person of a certain age over 40, 50, 60, 70 wake up and decide, "I'm going to get up at 4am, eat dinner at 4pm, and go to bed by 6pm"... is this how it all starts? cos if is, I'm freakin hooped.
Hopefully this will pass. I can be an adult and not feel like an elderly one.
A little short w/people, not amused with the 20-something crowd I work with.
I have no *ha-ha* bone today. On the very serious side of things and I'm going to blame it on the face I haven't slept in sometime. I finally caved in and went and got some more sleeping pills. I've suffered from insomnia for many years, the more time goes by, the longer time apart are the episodes.
Anyone who's had this issue, knows what the signs are for themselves. Mine, are, my speech impediment will start to show, my eye will twitch to the point of people thinking I have a tick or something. At this point, I know its time to get some assistance from prescription narcotics.
Maybe I feel old, cos I'm getting over the drama of my life and stepping up and being an adult. Taking charge of my finances, my future, the people in it etc.. I don't have the options of falling back on anyone to bail me out, so really this is it. Being, acting responsible for myself.
I'm still dorky, nerdy, and charming as hell, its part of my charm, or at least that's what I call it. lol
Growing up sucks. What can I tell you?
Right now, surviving the day, going home doing chores seems like asking a lot lately.
~I'm up at 530AM out of the house by 630(at the latest)
~work 720-5pm, commute home by 6 ish.
~Do chores of dishes from the night before, bathroom cleaning before the weekend etc
~Bathe (what do you mean I have to take my clothes off, get into the tub, get out, and get dressed AGAIN?!!... that's asking a lot, I'll shower tomorrow...maybe)
~Make something to eat so I do not parish overnight(with my girth that's unlikely)
~return emails, phone calls, etc...
~and plant my ass on the couch for the rest of the night.
sometimes I'm not settling in for the night til 8-830, yes it's early, but when you're not sleeping it may as well be midnight.
I can not even humuor the idea of going out at night with friends for drinks etc.. I'm that TIRED. (last two nights I've been in bed by 9-930) ugh. I"M OLD.
I wonder if this is how its starts for elderly people?
At what point does a person of a certain age over 40, 50, 60, 70 wake up and decide, "I'm going to get up at 4am, eat dinner at 4pm, and go to bed by 6pm"... is this how it all starts? cos if is, I'm freakin hooped.
Hopefully this will pass. I can be an adult and not feel like an elderly one.
Monday, 11 May 2009
Rhetorical Bullshit & Stupid Factory... Where boys are made.
This past week its been a rough go. Emotionally anyways.
Due to receive my monthly womanhood, add a full moon and an overly emotional Mothers Day.... yup. I'm just peachy to be around right now.
The weekend was no different. I do not think its possible for me to actually cry anymore. All the tears have dried up. Well the salty ones anyways.
We'll just do this in point form, cos I have a feeling its going to be a novel.
- D.R. turned out to be a DOUCHE! yes I said the word! after so rudely been called that by a 9yr old. It would be one thing to say, I'm no longer interested, or you're not my type... that I could have excepted. But no. Much worse.
He insulted me to a stranger (to him) off the dating site we met on. Who just happened to be a friend of mine. I cant tell you how mad I am. I confronted him and he's apologized, but that does not stop it from stinging more than usual....Why come over at all if you're just an ass. yes I'm fully aware he was only for my short term needs, but there is never a reason to just be THAT rude.
-add that to the above mood.
-I met someone online who I was getting along with and like all girls, we share the profiles of the men we're talking to with our friends. If not for safety, but to assure we're not talking to the same men. ew.
I showed this g/f the profile of a guy I was hitting it off with... what did she do?
She messaged him herself and went out on a date with him last night!!!
WHO DOES THAT!?
It would be one thing to say, "Hey I'm really interested in him, would you mind if I contacted him too? Isn't there some unwritten rule about this behaviour she just pulled? (friendship is currently under review)How I found out? He and I have great communication skills. He told me he had a date, and I asked if I could see her profile. Its a dating sight, I'm not foolish enough to think any of us are dating just one person, otherwise we'd take our profiles down. And there she is... MY friend, one who is suppose to be one of my closest.... who one is too "tired" to come hang out with me and be emotional support, but instead opts to msg a guy I'm hitting it off with and drive twice the distance past-my-house for the date... This one takes the cake.
-add that to the above mood.
Rhetorical Bullshit.
Ever notice the stupidity that spews from people some times?
I'm positive this sense is only heighten due to the above mood.
But I tell ya I'm so close to putting my fist in someones mouth soon.
It takes everything I have to reply without snark, I've managed to reply with the same amount of rhetorical stupidity as they've offered me.
When its raining, they say, "wow its miserable out there!"
Really? I hadn't noticed since I take the public transit system to get here, but thanks for pointing it out, I'll be sure to have my umbrella with me.
-Oh, you got your hair cut? (and offer nothing else, like a compliment)...
Really? Shit how did that happen? or NO I didn't, but thanks for thinking my looks like shit the rest of the time..
- Brrrrr its cold!
Really? hadn't noticed, but thanks for letting me know (me already in my parka, toque and teeth chattering away)
And when someone says something or does something too stupid for words, I usually reply "good thing you're cute", smile and walk away.
I don't like being this sour. Ever. I always try to make light of most things, cos really, what does getting mad about it do? But I guess I'm only capable of being indifferent and mellow for so long.
I work really hard at keeping my temper under wraps and being proactive about the way I deal with daily life.
I currently am just shy of throwing myself on the ground cry and yelling I WANT MY MUM!!! I desperately need a break from being an adult this week. I want to go home and just sleep and have my parents bring me tea, and just enjoy that silent comfort of just being home you need to recharge that you can only get from going home for a weekend.
I don't have that option.
I cant hang with my older siblings for that comfort, as they are crazy and would razz me for being "the sensitive one" which I will never make any excuses or ever apologize for. When I was younger and up til a few years ago, they would give me a hard time and my response was always the same. "Yes,I'm the sensitive one. I always have been. Sorry you're not able to feel". With my siblings, those are fighting words and know immediately to back the hell off.
The closest thing I have at the moment is going to the island. Hanging with my chosen family. I've always been able to go and be a spazz in a safe environment and they've NEVER ONCE EVER made me feel foolish, insignificant, weak, or embarrassed to need that comfort. I miss them.
I think while Island Guy is here on the weekends (once he picks up his friggin keys) I'll go to the island and have my down time. It's better if it is sooner than later...for everyone surrounding me.
Currently I go home, have a beer, or two, somethings three, have a bath and scream out loud my grievances against the world and people.
I'm in a terrible place right now. I don't want to be in that spot. How many stress cries do you think I can have before I start to feel better?
Friendships currently under review, men suck donkey butt in general this week, I miss my folks in the worst painful way this year, and overall feel alone. So alone.
Thats all, my rant. Hopefully my mood will improve now that its written down on paper and no longer haunting me.
Due to receive my monthly womanhood, add a full moon and an overly emotional Mothers Day.... yup. I'm just peachy to be around right now.
The weekend was no different. I do not think its possible for me to actually cry anymore. All the tears have dried up. Well the salty ones anyways.
We'll just do this in point form, cos I have a feeling its going to be a novel.
- D.R. turned out to be a DOUCHE! yes I said the word! after so rudely been called that by a 9yr old. It would be one thing to say, I'm no longer interested, or you're not my type... that I could have excepted. But no. Much worse.
He insulted me to a stranger (to him) off the dating site we met on. Who just happened to be a friend of mine. I cant tell you how mad I am. I confronted him and he's apologized, but that does not stop it from stinging more than usual....Why come over at all if you're just an ass. yes I'm fully aware he was only for my short term needs, but there is never a reason to just be THAT rude.
-add that to the above mood.
-I met someone online who I was getting along with and like all girls, we share the profiles of the men we're talking to with our friends. If not for safety, but to assure we're not talking to the same men. ew.
I showed this g/f the profile of a guy I was hitting it off with... what did she do?
She messaged him herself and went out on a date with him last night!!!
WHO DOES THAT!?
It would be one thing to say, "Hey I'm really interested in him, would you mind if I contacted him too? Isn't there some unwritten rule about this behaviour she just pulled? (friendship is currently under review)How I found out? He and I have great communication skills. He told me he had a date, and I asked if I could see her profile. Its a dating sight, I'm not foolish enough to think any of us are dating just one person, otherwise we'd take our profiles down. And there she is... MY friend, one who is suppose to be one of my closest.... who one is too "tired" to come hang out with me and be emotional support, but instead opts to msg a guy I'm hitting it off with and drive twice the distance past-my-house for the date... This one takes the cake.
-add that to the above mood.
Rhetorical Bullshit.
Ever notice the stupidity that spews from people some times?
I'm positive this sense is only heighten due to the above mood.
But I tell ya I'm so close to putting my fist in someones mouth soon.
It takes everything I have to reply without snark, I've managed to reply with the same amount of rhetorical stupidity as they've offered me.
When its raining, they say, "wow its miserable out there!"
Really? I hadn't noticed since I take the public transit system to get here, but thanks for pointing it out, I'll be sure to have my umbrella with me.
-Oh, you got your hair cut? (and offer nothing else, like a compliment)...
Really? Shit how did that happen? or NO I didn't, but thanks for thinking my looks like shit the rest of the time..
- Brrrrr its cold!
Really? hadn't noticed, but thanks for letting me know (me already in my parka, toque and teeth chattering away)
And when someone says something or does something too stupid for words, I usually reply "good thing you're cute", smile and walk away.
I don't like being this sour. Ever. I always try to make light of most things, cos really, what does getting mad about it do? But I guess I'm only capable of being indifferent and mellow for so long.
I work really hard at keeping my temper under wraps and being proactive about the way I deal with daily life.
I currently am just shy of throwing myself on the ground cry and yelling I WANT MY MUM!!! I desperately need a break from being an adult this week. I want to go home and just sleep and have my parents bring me tea, and just enjoy that silent comfort of just being home you need to recharge that you can only get from going home for a weekend.
I don't have that option.
I cant hang with my older siblings for that comfort, as they are crazy and would razz me for being "the sensitive one" which I will never make any excuses or ever apologize for. When I was younger and up til a few years ago, they would give me a hard time and my response was always the same. "Yes,I'm the sensitive one. I always have been. Sorry you're not able to feel". With my siblings, those are fighting words and know immediately to back the hell off.
The closest thing I have at the moment is going to the island. Hanging with my chosen family. I've always been able to go and be a spazz in a safe environment and they've NEVER ONCE EVER made me feel foolish, insignificant, weak, or embarrassed to need that comfort. I miss them.
I think while Island Guy is here on the weekends (once he picks up his friggin keys) I'll go to the island and have my down time. It's better if it is sooner than later...for everyone surrounding me.
Currently I go home, have a beer, or two, somethings three, have a bath and scream out loud my grievances against the world and people.
I'm in a terrible place right now. I don't want to be in that spot. How many stress cries do you think I can have before I start to feel better?
Friendships currently under review, men suck donkey butt in general this week, I miss my folks in the worst painful way this year, and overall feel alone. So alone.
Thats all, my rant. Hopefully my mood will improve now that its written down on paper and no longer haunting me.
Tuesday, 5 May 2009
New Blogs, Writing Styles
Lately at work, its been slow. Really to say its been slow is an understatement, but who am I to complain???... I have a job. (for the moment)
Anyways, this down time has given me no other option really than to search new things to read, in order to appear busy. Even though all management knows just how slow it is.... but we-must-keep-up-appearances.
Honestly, if I did not have access to the Internet or the curious nature to read about other peoples lives and steal their writing styles, well, I might have had to shoot myself as a result of being "bored to death". And/or tears, which ever comes first.
I have roughly 13 blogs I read for personal pleasure and 5 business/fashion blogs to follow to know what certain principle creative people have in mind for the upcoming seasons and how any design guidelines may change....(to read all these, its takes up oh 5-15 minutes of my days before anyone really ever arrives at work)
In the past week I've started reading 4 new blogs.
Two blogger's who have gone on to publish their writings, two musicians, one local and one not.
Aside from reading about peoples lives, how they cope, and use cynical wit to mustard through life, I also look forward to all the different writing styles.
My style changes constantly. I think my entries truly depend whether I'm being influenced and inspired, or my alter ego writes the entries.
As of lately, I'm all over the place,off topic and feel like I'm forcing them...
I'll say its a lack of having anything interesting to write about or haven't been inspired..
Today I read a local musicians blog, and seriously dug his writing style.
I do not know this person, but I do know of him. We have mutual friends in common.
He's just not someone I have naturally gravitated towards when in the same room.
However, I am ridiculously intimated by his beauty.
Unlike reading the blogs of people I do not know, or will not meet (some I have) Somehow, reading this blog feels a little weird. I haven't been invited to read it, although its public. I came across it like I do most others. While looking for something else. I sent him a MSG to say I was enjoying what I was reading. If I truly enjoy someones blog, I usually let them know.
Most of you who I'm reading and now read me, know this to be true.
Really not sure why this bothers me today? Maybe just a mood?
Regardless I'll continue to read what I enjoy and the things that inspire me.
In life, love, and all art forms.
Anyways, this down time has given me no other option really than to search new things to read, in order to appear busy. Even though all management knows just how slow it is.... but we-must-keep-up-appearances.
Honestly, if I did not have access to the Internet or the curious nature to read about other peoples lives and steal their writing styles, well, I might have had to shoot myself as a result of being "bored to death". And/or tears, which ever comes first.
I have roughly 13 blogs I read for personal pleasure and 5 business/fashion blogs to follow to know what certain principle creative people have in mind for the upcoming seasons and how any design guidelines may change....(to read all these, its takes up oh 5-15 minutes of my days before anyone really ever arrives at work)
In the past week I've started reading 4 new blogs.
Two blogger's who have gone on to publish their writings, two musicians, one local and one not.
Aside from reading about peoples lives, how they cope, and use cynical wit to mustard through life, I also look forward to all the different writing styles.
My style changes constantly. I think my entries truly depend whether I'm being influenced and inspired, or my alter ego writes the entries.
As of lately, I'm all over the place,off topic and feel like I'm forcing them...
I'll say its a lack of having anything interesting to write about or haven't been inspired..
Today I read a local musicians blog, and seriously dug his writing style.
I do not know this person, but I do know of him. We have mutual friends in common.
He's just not someone I have naturally gravitated towards when in the same room.
However, I am ridiculously intimated by his beauty.
Unlike reading the blogs of people I do not know, or will not meet (some I have) Somehow, reading this blog feels a little weird. I haven't been invited to read it, although its public. I came across it like I do most others. While looking for something else. I sent him a MSG to say I was enjoying what I was reading. If I truly enjoy someones blog, I usually let them know.
Most of you who I'm reading and now read me, know this to be true.
Really not sure why this bothers me today? Maybe just a mood?
Regardless I'll continue to read what I enjoy and the things that inspire me.
In life, love, and all art forms.
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
Thank You's and Bum Burps.....Yes Bum Burps!
First I just want to send a sincere Thank You to all who have started reading my blog.
Some are old Blogging family, a surrogate Mum,friends, and newbies who have sent lovely messages.
So thank you for reading and the support.
Okay, you may be wondering about the heading of this blog... Bum Burps. Well they are just that.
I was listening to the radio on my Ipod as I commuted to work with our FANTASTIC FREAKIN transit system in Vancouver.. *ugh* and a caller had mention that while living in a shoebox we call apartments in Vancouver, whether it be with a spouse, or a roommate, you really don't have any REAL privacy and in turn, you really get to know your flatmate intimately.
This made me laugh. Cos it is just sooooooooo true.
I took in a roommate 3 weeks ago, and while he is someone I dated very briefly a few months ago, he is proving to be an excellent roomie.
(old followers will remember the RFH (roommate from hell) I had.
Since JV has moved in, my body has started to relax for the following reasons.
1) break in rent 2) male in the house= feel more safe.
Okay maybe I've started to relax a little TOO MUCH!, cos the frequency in Bum Burps have increased. At first they were little "oopies" and funny. But its happening way too often for my liking and I cant run to the loo everytime, so I've started to relax in front of the new roommate.
Thank Gawd he has a sense of humour!
For those who are just learning about me, I have stomach issues. Bum Burps are just a part of my daily life, I've just never had to worry about it, cos I've always lived alone.
In my defence and man am I glad for this. My Bum Burps NEVER , and I mean NEVER smell.
JV on the otherhand, has no bad habits to mention of, as of yet.... yes he's male, and isnt disgusting....yet. (wow male and not disgusting in the same sentence...hmmm didnt think that was possible) I'm sure I'm in store for something. Isn't it hardwired into the male brain to be disgusting at times when living with a female? Sister, wife, g/f, or roomie?
Or do men actually grow up and just save that behaviour for when they're with their buddies?
This may be a little too much information for some of you, but its funny, and if you can't laugh at yourself, someone else should at least be able too.
Some are old Blogging family, a surrogate Mum,friends, and newbies who have sent lovely messages.
So thank you for reading and the support.
Okay, you may be wondering about the heading of this blog... Bum Burps. Well they are just that.
I was listening to the radio on my Ipod as I commuted to work with our FANTASTIC FREAKIN transit system in Vancouver.. *ugh* and a caller had mention that while living in a shoebox we call apartments in Vancouver, whether it be with a spouse, or a roommate, you really don't have any REAL privacy and in turn, you really get to know your flatmate intimately.
This made me laugh. Cos it is just sooooooooo true.
I took in a roommate 3 weeks ago, and while he is someone I dated very briefly a few months ago, he is proving to be an excellent roomie.
(old followers will remember the RFH (roommate from hell) I had.
Since JV has moved in, my body has started to relax for the following reasons.
1) break in rent 2) male in the house= feel more safe.
Okay maybe I've started to relax a little TOO MUCH!, cos the frequency in Bum Burps have increased. At first they were little "oopies" and funny. But its happening way too often for my liking and I cant run to the loo everytime, so I've started to relax in front of the new roommate.
Thank Gawd he has a sense of humour!
For those who are just learning about me, I have stomach issues. Bum Burps are just a part of my daily life, I've just never had to worry about it, cos I've always lived alone.
In my defence and man am I glad for this. My Bum Burps NEVER , and I mean NEVER smell.
JV on the otherhand, has no bad habits to mention of, as of yet.... yes he's male, and isnt disgusting....yet. (wow male and not disgusting in the same sentence...hmmm didnt think that was possible) I'm sure I'm in store for something. Isn't it hardwired into the male brain to be disgusting at times when living with a female? Sister, wife, g/f, or roomie?
Or do men actually grow up and just save that behaviour for when they're with their buddies?
This may be a little too much information for some of you, but its funny, and if you can't laugh at yourself, someone else should at least be able too.
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