Thursday Funny

Never Argue with a Woman

One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decidesto take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides totakethe boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book.

Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, "Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?"

"Reading a book," she replies, (thinking, "Isn't that obvious?")

"You're in a Restricted Fishing Area," he informs her.

"I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading." "Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up."

"If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual assault," says the woman.

"But I haven't even touched you," says the game warden.

"That's true,but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at anymoment."

"Have a nice day ma'am," and he left.

MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads. It's likely she can also think.

It's Hump Day!

It's been too long and I've forgotten some of my really, really great blogging ideas, thoughts, rants, etc...so here's what you get:

• At the Dentists: Dr. Guy (cuz I can't remember his name) and I discuss him not telling me how I MUST floss at least twice a day and possibly after eating anything that will stick in my teeth. He does the thing that those who aren't Dentists do before the Dentist comes in (I can't recall what they are called at this moment). The Dentist comes in and does her thing and says I'll need a new nightguard because I'm an aggressive grinder. As she leaves Dr. Guy speaks up and says "and I'll remind her to do the effin thing at least twice a day before she leaves". The Dentist turns around, Dr. Guy goes red and says "Floss...I meant Floss". Typing this and reading this you get the idea but the real time was much funnier.

• Talkin' with my Mom about when we should get her plane ticket she informs me that Sprout and Robin might be coming up and she can stay at the condo while she's here...for my birthday! WTF!!! She is coming down for me, to spend my birthday with me, and stay at my house and meet MyLuc's 'rents. Not to come down and go shopping with Sprout and Robin as they play tourguide. The plan for her to come down for my 30th has been 3 years of me telling her every second Tuesday that she's coming down for my 30th. *sigh* Little bro better not wreck this birthday.

• Doing dishes as MyLuc was watching one of the Stanley Cup playoff games, I walked into the room kinda disgruntled to say "Why don't they ever play the Canadian Anthem first?"... and it was. More ammunition for MyLuc and those that know him know that he uses all the ammunition he has on me all the freakin' time.

• Attending the Celtic wedding of my friends this weekend as a Bridesmaid (and the dress fit with inches to spare Woohoo!) only to find out that they had been married by a Justice of the Peace a month previously. Now that was just totally dishonest. They told the wedding party the night before the Celtic wedding.

• After the wedding drinking Joe Stiff's (Adult Rootbeer), climbing into the tent about 3, talking til 4, closing the tent opening about 430 which freaked the 3 of us out (all girls), listening to the storm rage and the wind blow, my listening to them fall asleep, about 5 remembering that we were next to a cemetary, about 6 listening to the birds wake up, about 630 listening to the campers get up, about 7 calling MyLuc's 'rents (that's where he was) and Virginia saying we were wondering when you were going to call, 830 MyLuc and I loading the car to go home, 10 arriving home, having a shower and trying to stay awake, 12 going to bed until 4, and I think I stayed up til 9 but I can't remember.

• Picking up the Amtrak tickets and confirming the reservation at the Hotel for StrongArm and my adventure in Seattle this coming Thursday to Sunday and wondering what the heck we're going to do there. This will be the first trip we have taken together that doesn't involve going home to Trail. I will write down my adventures and hopefully will have some funnies for those who read this.

Okay, *HUGE HUGS* More to come later...if'n I can think of it and even if'n I can't.

The evolution of dance

MyLuc showed me this tonight. I almost peed my pants.

You Are 25% Bitchy

You're a pretty sweet person, and you're definitely not prone to bitchy outbursts. Sometimes, though, you can't help thinking mean thoughts about people. But at least you don't act on them!

How Bitchy Are You?

Found over at Izzy Mom, an "I Am" meme:

I AM: tired of some people. People who don't understand that I need time too and it's not reasonable for me to not have time for me.

I WANT: to move out of my one bedroom apartment really really soon instead of a few years from now.

I WISH: for more patience.

I HATE: time. There is just not enough of it.

I MISS: my mom. She's coming down in November for my 30th but I miss her everyday and my 2nd tuesday calls sometimes are just not enough.

I FEAR: bugs. They are all icky.

I HEAR: everything. If you don't want me to know and if it's confidential. Talk quieter with the door closed and

I WONDER: what the future...the next day, the next hour, the next minute will hold.

I REGRET: not seeing more of my older friends. They are leaving this world so quickly.

I AM NOT: stupid. I may be a bit slow sometimes but I am not stupid.

I DANCE: with people, by myself. I love the medieaval dances I have learned through the SCA although I still blush through the flirting ones.

I SING: only when I'm alone. I was in Choir with Strongarm but that was a loooog time ago.

I CRY: when I'm happy, when I'm sad, when I'm scared. I admit it. I am a Cryer...not a Crier.

I AM NOT ALWAYS: Happy. I am sometimes angry and confused and an emotional elevator.

I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: delicious treats that melt in your mouth. I have to make a few hundred chocolate mounds for the wedding in a few weeks. I then won't make them again until Christmas.

I WRITE: lists and more lists. I think too much and my lists sometimes have lists.

I CONFUSE: everyone. The conversation thread sometimes begins in my head but starts halfway through once out of my mouth. You know?

I NEED: Time. Money. Love. Hugs. Friends. Laughter. Sarah Sue.

I SHOULD: forgive. Sometimes it's really hard.

I START: a new book every hour, day depending on my speed reading and time.

I FINISH: conversations with good friends with a hug. Although I greet and leave everyone with a hug in actuality.

I've been tagged by Elizabeth for 10 things regarding the letter "C".

Colour - I love the colours red, yellow and blue. Primary colours rock. Pastels...not so much.

Camera - My very expensive gift to myself. I take it everywhere and sometimes even take pictures with it. It rocks!

Chicken - Chicken parmesan and butter chicken are two of my favourites. You name a recipe with chicken in it and I've either made it or eaten it.

Chloe - My cat with attitude errrr cattitude. She is one of my favourite things to cuddle. I could do without the comfort licking tho'.

Cologne - The smell of a good cologne can almost make me salivate. Other times I gag.

Cars - Specifically the Studebaker or a Mustang. I like'm old and I like'm fast.

Cuddles - I could not live without a cuddle a day...even two. I like to be held.

Costumes - In the SCA I love my gowns. They really are costumes from another time period. I love my gowns and bodices and corsets. Now all I need are new shoes/sandals/boots and a belt to hold a dagger. Yup, I'm a wench!

Chuckle - I wouldn't be me without it. Gotta love the Thesaurus! I wanted something along the lines of laughter and this "crow" "cheer" "clap one's hands" "chirrup" were some of the C definitions.

Canada - I am Canadian and I even had a hat made that says "Canadian Girls Kick Ass" You Betcha!

*phew* I didn't realize I'd have to think so hard. Thanks again Elizabeth for letting me be part of this. *HUGE HUGS*

Robert Frost: In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.

I so totally agree with this quote from Mr. Frost.

Thursday evening I talked MyLuc into heading out for a walk. We needed some Jolt and a new brita filter. Ice Cream from Dairy Queen and people watching in the park totally cleared some of my head space.

Friday MyLuc headed out to join his dad and uncle in cleaning out Grandad Mel's room at the Home. I was at my end not knowing what to do but totally not wanting to come to work. I headed out to visit Glamazon for bit and ran into Mairin...I was an attendant at her Handfasting last year. She was out with her two stepsons 5 and 8 for a picnic at the Quay. I joined them for a bit. MyLuc and I headed over to our friend Elphin's for dinner. I had volunteered MyLuc because Elphin had injured both wrists and forearms at work and was kinda lonely. I can't recall what he made Creole Chicken or something and o'course I made Greek Salada. Killer Bunnies followed. It was awesome.

MyLuc and I went to his 'rents Saturday night. MyLuc made an awesome lamb curry dish and noone noticed too much the crunchy rice. My job and instead of two cups rice four cups water it was two to two. *shrug* I also picked up some super awesome pastries from a new bakery/deli that's opened on 6th street...err...6th avenue...I live in New West but I still don't know the streets...other than my own. We laughed, we all cried, we told stories, we got angry...and o'course we cried some more.

Sunday I helped Virginia in her garden and planted 60 or so various types of sunflowers and 5 each of pumpkins and squash and two planters for the front step. I am so glad for my Ipod. It was a good mix of country and rock and it was awesome. Sunday evening we all went into town for dinner with Larry's Mom and Dad at the Bavarian House. The dinner was a late Mother's day gift for Jean (Larry's Mom) that Virginia didn't want to cancel. It was a good dinner followed by pie at our apartment. I had made sure that everything was clean but after everyone left I really felt like the apartment was something that a bachelor would have or someone just starting out. It was kinda depressing.

Monday I met up with Strongarm for breakfast/lunch at Denny's followed with The DaVinci Code. I admit, I liked the book better and I did have a mini nap for about 5. Strongarm gave me a good whack and I came to but the talk about the past....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. I made swiss chicken enchiladas that tasted very white. It's hard to explain but that's the only thing I've got. It's like a white sauce that hasn't any flavour. I know that the swiss cheese was supposed to be front and foremost but it was kinda blah. MyLuc liked it tho'.

Tuesday - Here I am at work. Doing catch up. Thanking people for their hugs and saying "I'm okay" Over and over and over.

and the rest of the week....

Wednesday - I have to figure something out for dinner.

Thursday - Grandad Mel's funeral and then the wake. I guess the family has also decided to go over to one of the Aunt's afterward so we all can have a toast to Grandad Mel.

Friday - More work...kinda... MyLuc is headed out with Glamazon for a night of Tower of Power and I'll be heading over to Miss Kitty's (my seamstress) for a new corset. Maybe I'll also work at making my name 1st in all of the Memory Card slots for MarioKart.

Saturday - Dentist appt, maybe I'll attend Eat Vancouver and the the Bachelorette beginning at Boston Pizza. Twelve or so females in a variety of corsets and bodices. I'll try and get some pictures. We'll look fabulous.

Sunday - We're celebrating MyLuc's cousin Shawna's 11th bday. A picnic in the park and happy thoughts. Shawna and her family lived across the street from Grandad Mel and Iris. Shawna was finally getting used to Iris living in the home and she is not taking very well that Grandad Mel isn't coming home.

*phew* busy just a bit.

*HUGE HUGS*