ch-ch-ch-changes

I'm going to be playing around with the design of this site as well as adding some features. Don't be surprised if the look changes from the last time you viewed. Just me, being a woman, changing things around and moving furniture.

so we have a company party on Saturday and we're talking about it, what we are going to wear who we are bringing as a guest etc..

Nova Scotia Carol: I'm bringing my friend Owen, he's 6ft 6' tall
Me: hello! you know what they say about tall men, tall men with big feet
‎ Russian: oh that's a myth. Besides it's all about the personality
Me: says the man with small feet

Russian: hey do you have a $10 bill?
Me: Depends. What are you going to do for it?
Russian: Give you two $5 bills?
Me: ah c'mon!
Russian: ok ok, I'll show you my ankle *batts eyelashes*
Me: ohhh careful tho you 'll have to lift your burka up for that, lol

Russian: Coffee time!
Me: *looks at clock* wow that came quickly
Russian: What? I came quickly?
Me: oh no no, believe me if YOU came quickly I'd be much more upset
Russian; what?... oh.. it's too early for that nonsense!
Me: LOL

On approaching 40

In approximately 8 months I will be turning 40 years of age. When I was younger this seemed very old to me and a far ways away. It has crept up on me, stealthily, while I was distracted. For the last 6 years I have been stuck in an illusion, mired in a relationship that was going nowhere, allowing my heart to be broken and mended until the fabric of my soul was a worn and threadbare patchwork, bartering my present fulfillment for some future-hoped love and security that could never realistically happen.

But that's over now.

Now I am only living for myself, planing my future for myself, working on goals that will benefit only me, and no one else. It is a time of re-invention, re-evaluation and regeneration, of rediscovering who I am by myself, for myself and of building up my emotional and spiritual strength. It will be hard and lonely I know, requiring times of isolation, but like any dark night of the soul or journey into the unknown that the mystics occasionally took to reconnect with thier spiritual strength, at the end I will be stronger and more truly myself then I ever was.

Found this on the internet regarding tips on turning 40, and I do adore a checklist...

The 40 things every woman must have by the time she turns 40

1.) Peace of mind (and a piece of property).
2.) A will.
3.) Willpower.
4.) A savings account in your own name (and an RRSP in the name of your future security).
5.) A mammogram.
6.) A manicure (not to mention a pedicure, a facial and a massage--all on the same day).
7.) A set of good matching luggage.
8.) A ticket to some exotic place to unpack it.
9.) A great hairdresser, gynecologist and stockbroker / financial planner.
10.) A passionate, fiery, unforgettable love affair.
11.) A little black dress that makes you look five pounds thinner.
12.) A sense of humor, style and purpose.
13.) A selfish streak.
14.) A spiritual foundation that gets you through a very bad night without going crazy.
15.) A facial foundation that gets you through a very long day.
16.) A good bra.
17.) A good spa.
18.) A library card (used often).
19.) A credit card (used sparingly).
20.) At least one person in your life who says: "You call, I come."
21.) Good body language (multilingual!).
22.) A broken heart and the knowledge you can survive it.
23.) A cause celebre (domestic violence, infant mortality, save the whales--your choice).
24.) A personal relationship with God/Goddess/Spirit.
25.) A personal trainer.
26.) Selective amnesia ("What Saturday morning meeting?").
27.) Gall.
28.) A good skin-care regimen.
29.) The ability to converse on any subject without benefit of concrete knowledge or access to facts.
30.) A shocking secret.
31.) A pair of silk pajamas.
32.) A lifetime membership in at least one organization dedicated to uplifting women.
33.) The phone number of someone who is good with their hands.
34.) At least one drop-dead, don't-speak-to-me-because-you-know-you-don't-know-me gorgeous photo of yourself.
35.) A friendship that has stood the test of time.
36.) One last chance to tell the guy you were crazy about in your 20s who treated you like cigarette ashes on the floor what you were too dumb to know when he walked out with your heart in his hands: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."
37.) A soul mate.
38.) Faith, hope and a good fantasy.
39.) A dream.
40.) A plan to make it come true

If someone wants to be a part of your life they'll make every effort to be in it. So don't bother reserving a space in your heart for someone who doesn't make an effort to stay.

Reflections on a downward spiral

Sometimes I look at my life with a colder more objective eye and I think, What did I do wrong? and what do I continue to do wrong?
I did everything I thought I was supposed to do, made all the "right" decisions about my education, career, personal relationships. And yet here I am, alone, overworked in job I care nothing about, and unhappy. I am still pulled in a backward direction by family, scrambling month to month to stretch my resources, and more often than not without anoyone that I can simply pick up the phone to call.
My mother once said I was too independent for my own good. Sometimes I think she was right.

Is that an umbrella in your pocket?

First, a little story my Russian told me about some friends of his....

When packing up to leave the hotel where they had spent the weekend while in Montreal, the BF was doing his usual OCD ritual of searching the room making sure nothing got left behind accidentally. Crouching down to look under the bed he thought to himself "I don't remember bringing an umbrella" but reached for it anyway. When he brought it out he stared at it a little bit and heard the GF scream "DROP IT OMG DROP IT!! OMG WHY ARE YOU STILL HOLDING IT!"
Turns out it was a large cucumber in a condom....


The other morning, Russian and I had this interchange:


Russian: they are calling for rain today
Me: who's "They"?
Russian: *eyeroll* the forecast calls for rain today...
Me: that's good, English is a tool, use it wisely.
Russian: speaking of tools, did you remember your umbrella *eyebrow waggles*
Me: Oh I always carry one …oh wait a minute…ewww!
Russian: Do you want to see mine?
Me: dood don’t whip it out here!
Russian: see? *pulls out small compact black umbrella* it’s small but it does the job
Me: oh mine is bigger than that! *pulls out bigger umbrella from purse* I’m used to bigger ones
Russian: *puts his umbrella next to mine* yes it is bigger than mine
Me: Aw do you have umbrella envy now?
Russian: LOL

Misheard Things can get you into Trouble

other people's convo with the russian I over heard (cuz I myself am too busy today for the Flirt)


G: Ugh I have cramps today
Russian: You have crabs?
G: omg no!
Russian: maybe you should move a little further away from me...
G: omg I said cramps!
Russian: well still, that's not something you should broadcast.

in the kitchen eating my lunch...

Russian: oh that looks lovely
Me: Are you talking about me or my sandwich?
Russian: *pause*
Me: *raises brow*
Russian: oh I would never call you a "that"
Me: good to know

The Suit Off his Back

at lunch hour I spotted 3 men dressed in only red ties and black boxers holding up signs advertising for the Moores Suit Donation drive. wondering if the Russian saw the same...

Me: Did you see the half naked men on the corner?
Russian: Yes. what was that about?
Me: Moore's suit donations drive. they ask men to give their old suits to their charity then give to men entering the workplace who can't afford to buy new suits.
Russian: that's nice
Me: I expected you to give the suit off your back...
Russian: But then I would come to work naked!
Me: yes...and?
Russian: BEHAVE!

Back from Vacation...

Me: mmm I smell banana
Russian: that would be me, *eats banana* I would share but I'm afraid it's overripe and over bruised
Me: Kinda like you?
Russian: Me?
Me: Yes, you did just come back from holiday in Turkey
Russian: stop that, that's Vegas talk! lol

I've been addicted to you...

Why is this so hard? all I want is someone to be my stength when I am weak.

Malice und vunderland

A part of me I thought was buried long ago has resurfaced, and like any repressed rebellious hellcat it came back kicking and spitting and ready to cause trouble. I hope to have a better handle on her this time, and better skills at deflection when events inevitably go awry. Not sure how long her visit is for but I am certain it will be an interesting adventure.

More Sh*t My Russian Says

NS Carol: so this guy I've been trying to ignore is insisting on taking me to dinner.
Me: He sounds very persistent.
NS Carol: I don't know what he wants
Me: sounds like he wants you, or he wants IT
NS Carol: He wants IT.
Russian: So what's the big deal, don't you come with IT?
Me & NS Carol: LOL!