So here it is. May 22, 2007 and I'm already bored of this year. I guess it has something to do with having absolutely no vacation time left. Tho' I really did enjoy Hawaii and the cruise and well Hawaii. I didn't enjoy spending the rest of my vacation in Calgary, in the snow, one week after Hawaii, sitting at my mom's bedside as she recovered from her motor vehicle accident. That was totally not fun.

By the by...or by the way...mom is doing very well. To date she no longer has hard casts, only a 45 degree angled one she must wear 5 to 8 hours a day for her left arm. She has no more stitches. She is still on antibiodics for infection from small stones that are continuing to be found in both hands and left elbow. She has barely a scar from the 32 plus stitches in her forehead. She hasn't yet received the results from her cat scan for her dizziness. She's doing well. Bored because she can't read for long periods, she is a very voracious reader and she can't go for walks with the dog because of the dizziness that may appear at any time.

Since I have no vacation time and MyLuc has a whack but doesn't know what he's going to do this year I made a decision to volunteer for every event that is happening in the summer in the Vancouver, New West area. Or if I can reach it by skytrain or bus...there I be.

So far, I've volunteered at the Start/Finish for City Chase 2007. It was awesome! There were approximately 310 teams. I was doing the registration for S to Z so I got to meet some totally unique, excited, freaked out and very tired people. Sometimes they were one and the same. After the race began the volunteers who remained at the Start/Finish started doing break down to change the area to the Finish Line. I volunteered along with another to go through the registration sheets, prepare a Master List and figure out who was there and who wasn't. It took about 10 minutes. We were quick and made a great team. Unfortunately I missed the after party and the end of the race (see the order of those *grin*) due to the fact I had to be home by 1 and outta the house to go to the mother 'n laws for MyLuc to make dinner. Now don't get me wrong, I had a good time, I just wish I could've found an alternate way to get to Mission.

Next up on the 26th is volunteer orientation for the Alcan Dragon Boat Festival. I'll find out what and where and who...on the 26th.

Also, for those of you who read my rant about MyLuc's ring. It's okay. He now knows how I feel and is totally making a concentrated effort to wear it out.

*HUGE HUGS* Later you guys.

You Are a Ham Sandwich

You are quiet, understated, and a great comfort to all of your friends.Over time, you have proven yourself as loyal and steadfast.And you are by no means boring. You do well in any situation - from fancy to laid back. Your best friend: The Turkey Sandwich Your mortal enemy: The Grilled Cheese Sandwich

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Monday Funny

Men Are Just Happier People.

What do you expect from such simple creatures?

• Your last name stays put.
• The garage is all yours.
• Wedding plans take care of themselves.
• Chocolate is just another snack.
• You can never be pregnant.
• You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
  You can wear NO shirt to a water park.
• Car mechanics tell you the truth.
• The world is your urinal.
  You never have to drive to another gas station rest-room because this one is just too icky.
• You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
• Same work, more pay.
• Wrinkles add character.
• Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100.
• People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
• The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
• New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
• One mood all the time.
• Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
• You know stuff about tanks.
• A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
• You can open all your own jars.
• You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
• If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
• Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
  Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
• You almost never have strap problems in public.
  You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
  Everything on your face stays its original color.
• The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
• You only have to shave your face and neck.
• You can play with toys all your life.
• Your belly usually hides your big hips.
• One wallet and one pair of shoes - one color for all seasons.
• You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
• You can "do" your nails with a Swiss Army knife.
• You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
• You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24.
• No wonder men are happier.

Just to let you all know...

I am participating in the Canadian Breast Cancer Foundation CIBC Run for the Cure, on Sunday, September 30th and I am asking for your support for a cause that is very important to me.

Help create a future without breast cancer by making a donation today. Donating online is quick, easy and secure. Please visit my donation page at Melissa's Run aka Walk Really Fast

Your donation will be added to the funds raised by the Run, and will be directed towards research, education and awareness programs.

Thank you. I truly appreciate your support!

Blog Fodder

A whack of it, all ready and prepared in Word so I could cut and paste and then...nada. No pasting...didn't save it...so you're going to get all the fodder that I had in my head that I had prepared but not in a very in order format. More so just as it comes into my head.

Ready...

I participated in the Vancouver Sun Run. And finished the 10k walk in 1 hour and 50 minutes...by my clock. I finished it though, ran through 34 songs on my Ipod and the last song made me cry as I finished, crossed the line and immediately dialed Strongarm, my fiercest supporter in my goal to complete the Sun Run. The song, "I'm Allright" by Jo Dee Messina. My favourite song and very much appropriate in my mind.

I've joined Curves so that I can participate in the 30 minute track. 24 stations, 30 seconds each and holy moses the time flies. I know that the first stretch to warm up and then the second round, give'em hell for all I've got. I totally like the feeling I have been getting from my body in the doing more than walking and aquasize area of my life.

My goal, closer yet to 200 and maybe below. I've gone from a size 27 to a 14-16 and now just the stupid number...but to me itsa important number.

I joined Facebook and boy oh boy..people that I knew from my pre-95 elementary school and highschool Grades 8 to 10 timeperiod from my hometown of Elkford are reuniting with me. It's weird and strange how time flies and how the reconnection is almost immediate like time hasn't passed too much at all. Very weird. Very Face Crack! Let me tell ya, I have had all the blog fodder prepared, still keep up to date with my blogs but do I have the time to blog...not so much.

Time is weird.

I've had issues with MyLuc and his "engagement ring". Those who've read and followed know that I did the unconventional and asked his parents permission, bought him a ring and asked him. It's very important to me that he wear his ring and I totally understand that he works with some equipment that he needs to remove it. I understand that. What I don't understand is why he a: didn't wear his ring, b: didn't take his ring, c: is embarassed to wear his ring - while at job interviews because he doesn't want to answer questions. I just don't understand this. Do you?

I was so angry when he said this that I said "Give me back the ring and I'll give it to you when we marry...then we can go back to being boyfriend and girlfriend or lovers or...." I ranted I admit but I was very angry. I spent almost $1,000 on the freakin' thing and he doesn't want to answer questions. I just don't understand.

*sigh*

At the same time this is one of our many "discussions" we've had lately. Things keep popping up. For Easter I went to my best friends for dinner, just the two of us. I didn't go the family dinner, she was invited but declined, I didn't want her to be alone so...I went and had a very nice evening with her. He was so angry with me and pulled the fiancee card and said I should be with family. He doesn't understand that she is my family. She was in my life waaay before him and will be as long as we live. He doesn't have anyone like this. He doesn't even have people he hangs out with. It's sad for me for him to be angry about this and it bothers me.

I've decided to seek someone professional to talk with about myself and my relationship and my future. It's now if we marry instead of when and I just don't like that at all.

It's been a very long couple of months.

Sunday Funny

I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table,looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away.I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?"I didn't respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.The rest of the day was normal ... Some shopping, cleaning, cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?"

I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."NEVER EVER GOING BACK TO THAT DOCTOR EVER!!!!!

Life's a Journey, take the Scenic Route !

Sunday Funny

Cowboy Poetry

I ain't much for shopping,
Or for goin' into town
Except at cattle-shipping time
I ain't too easily found.

But the day came when I had to go
I left the kids with Ma.
But 'fore I left, she asked me,
"Would you pick me up a bra?"

So without thinkin' I said, "Sure,"
How tough could that job be?
An' I bent down and kissed her
An' said, "I'll be back by three."

Well, I done the things I needed,
But I started to regret
Ever offering to buy that thing
I worked me up a sweat.

I walked into the ladies shop
My hat pulled over my eyes,
I didn't want to take a chance
On bein' recognized.

I walked up to the sales clerk
I didn't hem or haw
I told that lady right straight out,
"I'm here to buy a bra."

From behind I heard some snickers,
So I turned around to see
Every woman in that store
Was a'gawkin' right at me!

"What kind would you be looking for?"
Well, I just scratched my head.
I'd only seen one kind before,
"Thought bras was bras," I said.

She gave me a disgusted look,
"Well sir, that's where you're wrong.
Follow me," I heard her say,
Like a dog, I tagged along.

She took me down this alley
Where bras was on display.
I thought my jaw would hit the floor
When I saw that lingerie.

They had all these different styles
That I'd never seen before
I thought I'd go plumb crazy
'fore I left that women's store.

They had bras you wear for eighteen hours
And bras that cross your heart.
There was bras that lift and separate,
And that was just the start.

They had bras that made you feel
Like you ain't wearing one at all,
And bras that you can train in
When you start off when you're small.

Well, I finally made my mind up
Picked a black and lacy one
I told the lady, "Bag it up,"
And figured I was done.

But then she asked me for the size
I didn't hesitate
I knew that measurement by heart,
A six-and-seven-eighths."

"Six and seven eighths you say?
That really isn't right."
"Oh, yes ma'am! I'm real positive
I measured them last night!"

I thought that she'd go into shock,
Musta took her by surprise
When I told her that my wife's bust
Was the same as my hat size.

"That's what I used to measure with,
I figured it was fair,
But if I'm wrong, I'm sorry ma'am."
This drew another stare.!

By now a crowd had gathered
And they all was crackin' up
When the lady asked to see my hat,
To measure for the cup.

When she finally had it figured,
I gave the gal her pay.
Then I turned to leave the store,
Tipped my hat and said, "Good day."

My wife had heard the story
'fore I ever made it home.
She'd talked to fifteen women
Who called her on the phone.

She was still a-laughin'
But by then I didn't care.
Now she don't ask and I don't shop
For women's underwear.

~ Author Unknown