I just don't know how to describe the wonder of it all. The day may have started off cloudy, but it wasn't long until they dispersed into a view of lil white pillows. Before long the sky bloomed with sunshine.


Right now I am worn and will find the energy to post the pics I had taken during my kayak adventure. I no longer wonder what it would feel like to sit on top of the water and watch seals jump, play, touch me or say hello to me. It was glorious! Night for now. My hands (again) are running out of energy.

In honour of the angry people who are fucking in the new NN adverts, I give you angry fucking by Legos.. *snickers*



Well, Cover.....
I brought it!

When I get curious about something, I read and learn all about it. If it is something to build or create, I do that too. It's something my Dad taught me. If I asked him a question, he wouldn't tell me the answer. Depending on what it was he would either tell me to read the encyclopedias or find out how to do it. I would imagine that is why my curiosity keeps me busy. There is so much to read or learn how to create or build. When I was 16 yrs old I wanted to learn how to cut hair. So I took the year course and BAM! I was soon cutting, perming, curling, setting and styling the heads of family and friends. I also learned how to perform mani/pedis. My Dad loved that part. Years later I learned how to give military style cuts.

What I learned those years ago still comes in handy today. Thank god for that! The woman who cut my hair screwed up the bangs and the sides. It's all good because hair grows back! A few snips later and I was able to fix the mistakes. It's a snappy lil haircut. Life goes on so why sweat the small stuff.

Right now the night is sublimely comforting with my wine and book. I have planned my day for tomorrow. There is a kayak with my name on it! I plan on getting up close and personal with the otters and seals.
There aren't any rocks to slip on or cliffs to fall off, so what could happen? *giggles*
I wish that you were here with me.

I tried. I really tried, honest I did. So very much!
There is no way around it. My hair reached my shoulders and it is driving me nutso cuckoo. I lived a great deal of my career having my hair up in a bun, pony tail or wrapped. I truly do not want to go back to that style. Soooooooooooo, I am off to get my hair cut.

I know, go ahead, call me weak. *hangs head in shame*
But I did give it a go and lasted a month or so, instead of a few days. Maybe there is hope for me yet?

"The moment you know a person is meant for you, is when you still want to be with them after you help them pop a zit on their ass and then check it weekly for more of them"

This pearl of wisdom came from a 72 year old, tiny, 5 foot tall Irish woman. Very wise words if you ask me. She married her hubs when she was 16 years old, so I am pretty sure she knows what she is talking about.

Comically, how do you know when a person is meant for you?

Sis M. did not get her license. Bummer....lol. Can you sense my sadness? *snicker*
It seems that she tried to debate the worth and need to learn how to parallel park. He asked her to complete the maneuver and when she told him that she didn't and wouldn't plan on ever parallel parking.....the debate began. A debate that ended in the denial of her DL.

My sis! What a pip!

We have seen this type of rude parking.

And most of us have wanted to (but didn't) key the dang car. Ooooooh but we have thought about it....lol.
Today, I actually witnessed someone keying a fools car. I, along with another person yelled "hey" but he laughed at us. Another person took down the guys license plate number and waited for the owner of the car to come out. I wonder what it feels like to actually do it? The most I have done in retaliation is leave a nasty note on the windshield.

Who has left notes or who has actually keyed a car? Anyone?

I received an email from a guy who tossed me aside in 2006. We dated a few months, but then he dumped me because I refused to cover up the burn on my arm. I remember it clearly. We were heading over to his friends house for a BBQ. I was going to wear a strapless summer dress and he didn't want me to wear it. He revealed that he was embarrassed by the burn and didn't know how to explain it to his friends.
The email was simple: "Hey! Been thinkin bout ya. Y not hit me back, Jason"

I'll hop on the response email as soon as dinosaurs roam the earth again or when Sister M stops wearing lime green crocs. Which ever comes first.

She dropped her phone as she was watering the grass. T had read that you are supposed to put your phone in rice as soon as possible. So told me that she ran into the house and immediately put the phone in a bowl of rice. She waited the 24 hours and pulled it out but it didn't work. As I was talking with her I asked her to open it up and see if she had put the battery upside down. T mentioned that the battery couldn't be upside down because it was working before it fell under the water hose.
Hmmmmmmm? I said "T? Did you dismantle the phone and take the battery out before you put all the pieces in the rice?
Sis T: I'll do it now.

When my sisters are ready for a care home, I am going to make sure that they share the same room. It would take too much out of me to keep track of them in separate homes. Plus, they can keep each other entertained.