Fellow writers on this blog:
Here are your instructions:
Read my answers then answer them yourselves.
What is your current obsession?
A friend of mine lent me Seasons one and two of the show “Weeds.” It’s a good one and I really want to see Season three now. It’s becoming impossible to keep myself from looking up what happens next on the internet. Hurry up, friend of mine, and get Season three back from your grandma.
What is your weirdest obsession?
Oh geez. This is a tough one. Having always been known for my lack of obsessive/compulsive behaviour, you’d be hard pressed to find something weird that I’m obsessed with. Like the time I added a new picture frame to my mantle and had to get up no less than 30 times to move it a quarter of an inch so it would be in the exact right place. Or the fact that I have to eat two cheerios at a time—never a odd number; it’s not fair to the single cheerios to be eaten without the comfort of a friend. See, perfectly normal.
What are you wearing today?
Right now I’m wearing my running shorts and my new t-shirt from the Fallen Four Marathon relay.
What’s for dinner?
So far I’ve had a couple of pieces of garlic toast and a melted Crave cupcake. Later, after my meeting, I will have some sweet potato fries.
What would you eat for your last meal?
If it was my very last meal, then I’d just eat everything I could until I exploded. Seriously I’ve got nothing to lose by that point. There’s no reason to stick to any sort of diet. I would just eat and eat and eat. Probably I wouldn’t eat any tomatoes though.
What’s the last thing you bought?
Teacher gifts. I totally forgot about them until the day after school ended. Luckily, just because the students are done doesn’t mean that the teachers are done, so we were still able to get the presents to the teachers.
What are you listening to right now?
”Fairly Odd Parents” and the sound of someone eating with his mouth open which is driving me NUTS.
If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?
I’m good right here. But if I had all that extra money from having my house fully paid for, I would probably travel a lot more.
If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Like if I could just magically be somewhere and not have to worry about packing or getting to the airport and stuff? Probably I would chose to spend that hour in Greece hanging out with my old boss that moved there. Or inspecting an old castle. Or…too many choices. I can’t decide.
Which language do you want to learn?
All of them. But I wouldn’t want to actually work at it. I’d just want to magically know them.
What is your favorite colour?
This has always hit me as a ridiculous question. How can you decide that? I always really liked sunshiny yellow, but I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing it. So when you ask “what is your favourite colour?” do you mean to look at? To wear? To paint your bathroom? Cause they’re all different answers.
What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe?
I have a t-shirt I bought at Superstore that I just love. I wish I would’ve known I was going to love it so much; I would have bought more.
What is your dream job?
Society wife. I would do well sleeping in every morning, getting up and going to luncheons, being on committees, going to fancy balls…
What’s your favourite magazine?
Tough decision…Alberta Construction Magazine, Oilweek, Oil & Gas Inquirer, Oilsands Review.
If you had £100 now, what would you spend it on?
That’s C$190.98. That just about pays my football team fees.
Describe your personal style.
I’m not sure I really have one. I wear whatever looks half decent.
What are you going to do after this?
Design a brochure for football. It’s going to be lame though, because the volunteer PR girl had a little bit of a tantrum when my brochure was better than her’s so she made us change it. Who knew that football was such a dramatic sport?
What are your favourite films?
White Christmas, Heart and Souls, Imitation of Life, RENT, and Singing in the Rain
What’s your favourite fruit?
Nectarine
What inspires you?
Mostly other moms. Ones that “have it all together.” The kind that have nice kids, volunteer, work full time, have time for their friends, and are still nice people. That’s who I strive to be.
Do you collect anything?
Not on purpose. I seem to have a collection of journals (very few of which I write in for fear of wrecking them), and note cards. Oh, and books.
Your favourite animal?
I don’t think it’s a secret that I’m not an animal lover. If I had to choose, I’d say the giraffe. Cause it looks cool.
What are you currently reading?
The Scarlet Letter
Go to your book shelf, take down the first book with a red spine you see, turn to page 26 and type out the first full sentence:
We are very grateful indeed to Mr. Grundy, Mr. Attery Squash, the Blue Baboon, Mr. Pobble, Lola Vavoom and of course the Dong, who so generously agreed to entertain us with his luminous nose.
The Big Over Easy – Jasper Fforde
By what criteria do you judge a person?
Mostly personality…
What skill would you like to acquire immediately?
You know those people who only get, like, four hours of sleep a night and they are always perfectly rested and always get so much done. I’d like to develop that skill.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
The miserable cow
Some of you might have noticed my Facebook status this week saying "....doesn't understand people sometimes" and "...can only shake her head and walk away." Let me tell you how all this started, so you might want to fill your coffee cups up (or tea), and sit down.
My neighbors, we'll call them Carrie and Robert. They got married a few years ago while they were both up to their arm pits in debt. They both had student loans and other loans. Their parents help them buy the house. All fine and dandy right? There's nothing wrong with the situation so far, right? There ain't no shame in your folks helping you out. K, so on with the background. They keep making huge purchases that they really can't afford. Robert will brag that it was this much or this big or whatever guys brag about. I let it go in one ear and out the other.
Last year got Carrie pregnant. She was a miserable cow. I passed it off as it being hormones. It seemed like every day Robert was at our house venting because he was in the "dog house" for just breathing. She was always complaining how they're broke, but yet she went shopping just about every day!
So, now that the warm weather is upon us everyone is outside working on their houses and yards. We're building a garage and Al needed help putting the shingles on the roof. So Robert offered to help since Al helped Robert build his deck in one weekend. Al was over there all day working on it with him. K, so here's the time line of last weekend.
Friday night: my neighbor (Carrie's best friend) was having a purse party. I didn't go because I had an article to work on. Besides, I didn't want to buy any fake Prada, Gucci, or Louis Vuitton. Robert was supposed to show up at 2pm to help Al. I get home at about 4:30 and no Robert. He finally shows up at about 6pm. Robert and Al leave to go get a few things from Home Depot and I can see Carrie smoking and talking on the phone. I had my front window open and I can hear her yelling at the person on the other end: "You need to hurry up and get home!" Can you guess who she was talking to?
So, the two men come back and start working on the roof of the garage. Carrie comes storming over and shoves the baby monitor in Robert's chest and says "you're watching Lucas tonight!"
My opinion: Couldn't she have waited until Robert came back to the house? It's not like the purse party was on the other side of town--it was across the street!
Saturday: Robert shows up early in the morning to help. He has to leave a little after lunch because they're going down to Calgary for a few days. He gets a call on his cell from Carrie (because apparently it's too far to walk across the street). She's mad and doesn't understand why he has to help Al and she has to do everything on her own.
My opinion: She's a selfish, self-centered bia-bia. My husband helped her husband for an entire weekend to build their stupid deck. What's she got to do on her own? Pack the baby stuff? Pack her stuff? She shouldn't have stayed out all night last night drinking and acting like a fool.
Tuesday: Robert comes over to say that Carrie hates the deck and that she doesn't like the color of the cedar. She doesn't like the red/orange undertones. Cedar is supposed to look like that! So, she sends Robert to the store to pick up a stain with some color. She hates it. So, I go with Al over to our other neighbor's house (two doors down from Carrie and Robert) to see their garage and to see Carrie and Robert's deck. She only has a few boards left to stain on the 12x14 deck and then it's all done. We go over to look and she's complaining to Robert while we're standing there, doesn't say hi to us, says "I'm going to the gym," slams the sliding glass door to where the kitchen window shook, and doesn't say "bye."
My opinion: You never EVER EVER send a man to pick something out with color. They only see in the six Windows default colors. Anyways, didn't she and Robert pick out the deck? Didn't she see the wood then? She would've seen it when it was delivered BEFORE they built it. Also, if you got a stain wouldn't you test it on something other than the deck first? And if she didn't like it why did she keep on staining the deck?!
And some other wonderful points about Carrie: she's making Robert buy her a $2k diamond ring, she made him buy her a Coach purse, and she wants Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses. AND she wants to start "working" on another baby this winter. These people have already had to re-mortgage their house. She's still on maternity leave and she's complaining about how their broke.
Oh! And everytime they get something new they always mention how much it costs or how big it is. It's like they're playing the "keeping up with the Jones'" game with us but we're not playing. Carrie had always admired my Coach purse, so she had to get one. Robert is always bragging to Al he has something bigger or more expensive (which the only thing he has on Al is the tv). I'm sick of hearing them talk about money. I never really hung out with Carrie before because something about her rubbed me the wrong way but I could never put my finger on it. Now I know what it is.
I know I shouldn't "fall in the trap," but if they want to play this game then I'll join just to be a bigger bia-bia than Carrie. She has messed with the wrong person after what she said Saturday. GAME ON SISTA!!
My neighbors, we'll call them Carrie and Robert. They got married a few years ago while they were both up to their arm pits in debt. They both had student loans and other loans. Their parents help them buy the house. All fine and dandy right? There's nothing wrong with the situation so far, right? There ain't no shame in your folks helping you out. K, so on with the background. They keep making huge purchases that they really can't afford. Robert will brag that it was this much or this big or whatever guys brag about. I let it go in one ear and out the other.
Last year got Carrie pregnant. She was a miserable cow. I passed it off as it being hormones. It seemed like every day Robert was at our house venting because he was in the "dog house" for just breathing. She was always complaining how they're broke, but yet she went shopping just about every day!
So, now that the warm weather is upon us everyone is outside working on their houses and yards. We're building a garage and Al needed help putting the shingles on the roof. So Robert offered to help since Al helped Robert build his deck in one weekend. Al was over there all day working on it with him. K, so here's the time line of last weekend.
Friday night: my neighbor (Carrie's best friend) was having a purse party. I didn't go because I had an article to work on. Besides, I didn't want to buy any fake Prada, Gucci, or Louis Vuitton. Robert was supposed to show up at 2pm to help Al. I get home at about 4:30 and no Robert. He finally shows up at about 6pm. Robert and Al leave to go get a few things from Home Depot and I can see Carrie smoking and talking on the phone. I had my front window open and I can hear her yelling at the person on the other end: "You need to hurry up and get home!" Can you guess who she was talking to?
So, the two men come back and start working on the roof of the garage. Carrie comes storming over and shoves the baby monitor in Robert's chest and says "you're watching Lucas tonight!"
My opinion: Couldn't she have waited until Robert came back to the house? It's not like the purse party was on the other side of town--it was across the street!
Saturday: Robert shows up early in the morning to help. He has to leave a little after lunch because they're going down to Calgary for a few days. He gets a call on his cell from Carrie (because apparently it's too far to walk across the street). She's mad and doesn't understand why he has to help Al and she has to do everything on her own.
My opinion: She's a selfish, self-centered bia-bia. My husband helped her husband for an entire weekend to build their stupid deck. What's she got to do on her own? Pack the baby stuff? Pack her stuff? She shouldn't have stayed out all night last night drinking and acting like a fool.
Tuesday: Robert comes over to say that Carrie hates the deck and that she doesn't like the color of the cedar. She doesn't like the red/orange undertones. Cedar is supposed to look like that! So, she sends Robert to the store to pick up a stain with some color. She hates it. So, I go with Al over to our other neighbor's house (two doors down from Carrie and Robert) to see their garage and to see Carrie and Robert's deck. She only has a few boards left to stain on the 12x14 deck and then it's all done. We go over to look and she's complaining to Robert while we're standing there, doesn't say hi to us, says "I'm going to the gym," slams the sliding glass door to where the kitchen window shook, and doesn't say "bye."
My opinion: You never EVER EVER send a man to pick something out with color. They only see in the six Windows default colors. Anyways, didn't she and Robert pick out the deck? Didn't she see the wood then? She would've seen it when it was delivered BEFORE they built it. Also, if you got a stain wouldn't you test it on something other than the deck first? And if she didn't like it why did she keep on staining the deck?!
And some other wonderful points about Carrie: she's making Robert buy her a $2k diamond ring, she made him buy her a Coach purse, and she wants Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses. AND she wants to start "working" on another baby this winter. These people have already had to re-mortgage their house. She's still on maternity leave and she's complaining about how their broke.
Oh! And everytime they get something new they always mention how much it costs or how big it is. It's like they're playing the "keeping up with the Jones'" game with us but we're not playing. Carrie had always admired my Coach purse, so she had to get one. Robert is always bragging to Al he has something bigger or more expensive (which the only thing he has on Al is the tv). I'm sick of hearing them talk about money. I never really hung out with Carrie before because something about her rubbed me the wrong way but I could never put my finger on it. Now I know what it is.
I know I shouldn't "fall in the trap," but if they want to play this game then I'll join just to be a bigger bia-bia than Carrie. She has messed with the wrong person after what she said Saturday. GAME ON SISTA!!
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