Crazy dog

Seriously now, how crazy does Schultze look?? He's a madman!!




He's still sooooo cute though.

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Worst day EVER!

This morning I had a major accident and I don't know if I will ever recover. I believe that I am scarred, SCARRED FOR LIFE!!!

I was getting ready for work, as usual, but as I was later than usual I was rushing. Rushing and eyes don't go together. Bloody eyelash curler from an unnamed but popular beauty shop (you know who I mean) slipped in my hand AS I WAS SQUEEZING!!!!

You can only imagine the terror that followed. I was howling and sobbing with tears streaming down my face and that is not an exaggeration. I ripped the lashes out if half of my eyelid!! I not only look weird but my eye stings and feels strange when I blink or close it.



I know, what an idiot! To add insult to injury my rosacea is acting up and my face is all red.

Grrrrr, maybe a huge coffee will sort me out. Or how about a huge vodka? Even better!

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Location:Hornby St,Vancouver,Canada

Hot weekend

It was what we Vancouverites would call a scorcher here this weekend. Highs of 28 degrees Celsius.

It's too hot for me, that's all I have to say about it. My favourite cousin Mike came to visit and my dog turned into a traitor as you can see.



Oh well, it's better than barking at him all weekend. I hope you had as lovely a weekend as I did.

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Location:Vancouver,Canada

Ahhhh language...

Don't we just love languages?  They are vital to the survival and furtherance of our species.  You can profess love, stir up hatred an violence.

If you're like me you can express ambivalince towards the world and its inhabitants.  Well, that's a little extreme.  I'm not ambivalant.  I'm just tired.  I've finally reached that age where I am noticing the differences between my generation and the ones that have come after me.  Those differences that I'm noticing are very annoying and I am certain to back hand a know-it-all teenager or twenty something in the near future.

Anyway, back to languages.  I love learning them.  As we all know, I've been studying German for quite some time (with a distinct lack of success I might add).  I'm really looking forward to starting Spanish soon and also French.  I've tried Swedish and Norwegian but really, I don't think so.  I'd have to move there and really go to town on the stuff to get a handle on it and that won't be happening.  Not unless I'm fortunate enough to meet and marry one of those gorgeous creatures but I also don't see that happening.  A girl can dream of a 6 foot something blonde with grey eyes and soft flowing hair.......sigh.

Okay seriously now, back to the languages.  Considering my mom has been sick it has been difficult to stick to my studying but I vow to get back into it.  I have the Rosetta Stone software and I think it's quite good for conversational German so if all goes well I'll get the Spanish and maybe even French versions down the line one day.  My main purpose in learning these languages is a true love of communication.  I want to be able to meet and understand new people everywhere I go and as I age I would like to travel more and more each year.  Spending xmas in Germany or Switzerland, summer in Sweden or Denmark and having a fabulous steak in Argentina.  I think if I play my cards right I can get one really good vacation in a year and having the ability to communicate properly is what will cap each one off.

Wow.....hi again.

It has been a very long time since I have posted anything on here.  I have had a very tumultuous year and am still very much living a strange half-life for who knows how long.

Last summer my mom was having trouble swallowing.  It slowly escalated from certain foods to all foods and then to everything, including water.  She went for tests and then more tests and then some more tests and was told by the doctor (asshole) that the lump wasn't cancerous and that she just had a blockage.  He then sent her home and told her to contact her family doctor.  After many doctors appointments, scopes down her throat and emergency room stays (including passing a 2cm gall stone, ALONE)  a new doctor finally discovered that this lump is a cancerous tumor in her esophagus and as it grew it was making it impossible for her to swallow anything. 

As you will then correctly assume, she started radiation and chemotherapy with the doctors saying they were very confident that it would kill the outside cells and shrink the tumor making it so it could be removed and we could go on with our lives.  Firstly, the chemotherapy almost killed her and I spent three days in the emergency room with her while they tried to figure out what was wrong and she didn't know who she was.  Secondly, after all of those treatments that almost killed her they then tell us that it didn't work and she had very little time to live.

There are no words to express my complete desolation and despair.  I've never felt so alone and scared in my life.  My mother has always been my best friend and closest confidante, the thought of living after she is gone kills me and I feel that I am slowly evolving into a new person as I care for her at home.

She was in the hospital for a month and the doctors said that she has less than three months to live and that even that was a generous estimate.  I got her out of the hospital to enjoy her last days in her own home (she wanted to watch the British Open on her own tv) and cheer her up as she got quite depressed while there.  Surprisingly she has rallied and is so strong and doing very well.  The  nurses say that she has surprised them all and the original estimate of length of life has gone up dramatically.  Unfortunately there is no way to tell how short or long her life will be and so we are now living in limbo, taking each day as it comes and just enjoying the fact that we are still together and happy.

A surprising discovery that occurs during a time of crisis like this is the behaviour of your closest friends and family members.  I have really seen and felt the true desire of certain people to step in and support me through this and the lack of support from others.  I was surprised by the lack of communication and help from some of my closest and longest held friends.  I've received texts with offers of help from some but mostly just "thinking of you" types of things which, I hate to say, don't really mean much considering how close I was to these people and how long I've known them.  I feel let down and left alone by the people I had expected to support me the most.  The one upside is that there are others that I hadn't expected anything from who are by my side often and are so supporting and loving which has helped me very much.

Well, now that I have caught you all up with my life, had a major bitch session and explained why I've been gone so long I thank you for reading and hopefully I'll have happier news to share in my next post.

I can't wait to get out of here!

Sometimes people just drive me crazy.  There are days when even the people I like the most annoy me to no end.  Today is turning out to be one of those days.  I feel like tearing my hair out when certain people walk by or when I can hear them talking from across the room.  It’s like “speak up or send an email for chrisssakes!!!  Your mumbling is driving me INSANE!”

Arg, I feel sorry for my coworkers today.  I am in a nasty mood.  It’s not their fault and they’re only doing things that they do every day but today I’m just tuned into the most minute things and it’s super irritating!

Thank goodness I’m off to Calgary on Friday morning to visit family and I will finally see my beloved Montreal Canadiens play live!  I have tickets to the Heritage Classic on Sunday, yay!  They cost me $$$ but are seriously worth every penny.  Plus my cousin’s little son is having his first birthday on Sunday so that’s definitely some icing on an already delicious cake.

It's official, I am finally losing the last of what's left of my mind.

How can you ever be sure of someone’s feelings?  Looking at their face isn’t always a good indication.  Reading body language is not a strong suit of mine, to put it mildly.  I’m afraid I’m just terrible at understanding other human beings.  To be honest I’m terrible at understanding ALL human beings, myself included.

Have you ever been convinced that someone doesn’t like you or is angry at you?  I think that is called paranoia or possibly intuitiveness, all I know is that I am feeling it right now and it’s not a good feeling.  I am worried that a certain person I know (not a friend but an acquaintance) is angry at me for some reason, but then again maybe this person is just looking at me in contemplation because they are unsure of their feelings where I am concerned.  This would be due to some information they might or might not have received.

My stomach feels like an empty pit and I feel like I’m guilty of something even though I haven’t done anything yet.  Oh well, I’m sure things will soon pass.  I know I’m feeling down at the moment so maybe I’m just misinterpreting looks and gestures that are simply everyday things.  But I doubt it.

Jeez, listen to me yammer on like some 16 year old in high school.  I'm 33 for crying out loud!