Two Posts in Two Days!

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I had to tell you about this because it was very scary and upsetting. I was out for my afternoon walk at lunch today and was attacked by a dog. I was just walking by him and his owner and all of a sudden the dog (large and black with pointed ears) lunged across the sidewalk at me and grabbed on to my left calf. There was no warning growl and it was totally unprovoked. He broke the skin but did not draw blood. There is a bruise is about 5 inches long and 3 inches wide. It has red bite marks in it. The owner was very kind and apologetic but said it had happened before when bicycles had rode by. I called the police and the pound to report what happened. Strange thing is I don't want the dog to have to be put down. The man was very nice and the dog might be his best friend. I do want him to start muzzling his dog before he attacks someone else like a child. It will likely be worse next time.

I had to blog about this one!

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I was out for my walk this evening and in my travels I decided to take an alternate route. I will call it the Twilight Zone. (doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo) I headed into an older part of town. At the top of the hill the homes are older but gorgeous. Older style but defined as character homes. They are usually owned by older folks and the yards and gardens are kept up immaculately. As I was walked further down this very long hill the houses are less kept up. Near the bottom most of the homes have all the paint worn off, have old broken down cars and trucks in the yard and stray cats running around. I think this is where all the older eccentrics live. Ok you have a mental picture? As I got to the bottom I look up ahead of me on the sidewalk and what do I see? A full plate of Rotini with tomato sauce! I start laughing at this weird sight and look at the house and there is an old lady hiding in the shadows. Now can anyone tell me what would possess an old lady to put a full plate of Rotini outside of her house?

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And in other news...

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Doing well. Still trying to figure some things out. I am really enjoying being single and I am out every night exercising and playing with the kids. What I am trying to figure out is now that I am so happy do I want to be in a relationship. I don't! But I do. I know, makes no sense. I am not at all feeling lonely and really enjoying my freedom and independence. My dilemma is do I even want to be with someone??? Ah for all of you to spend an hour in my head. It is like a ping pong game.

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On a good note...

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I ran into ex boyfriend last week and I realized how very happy I am not to have him in my life. Yes, nice guy blah, blah, blah but not my nice guy. I realized there were no feelings left save a feeling of relief that I am no longer with him and I am free to be on my own.

Just wanted to take a break from my break and say hi. I am doing just fine but kind of going through some personal stuff. It isn't all bad but I just need to focus on other things for a while. I have been spending lots of time outside, walking 10,000 steps a day and just trying to centre my mind, body and spirit. Thank you all for your kind comments. I love each of you and even though I am not posting I am reading your blogs every few days.

(((((tight hugs))))))

I am in a bit of a funk lately. Going to take a blogging break. No need to worry I just need to figure some things out.

On 4 Days

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I don't think I have gone 4 days without posting before. No real reason to stay away other than nothing going on; as per usual. I think what has kept me away was the thoughts I have been having since my last post. Lots of mixed up feelings. I have always been the type that felt she needed a man. I was needy. Now I am self-sufficient, confident and really happy being single. I just don't have the time for a man in my life right now. But I really miss the intimacy. You know...the holding hands and snuggling in bed. The gentle touches and kissing in the kitchen. And yes I miss the s#x. A lot! When I turned 30 my s#x drive went za za zing and I wanted it all the damn time. I just never wanted to do it because it was required of me, like it was my duty for a dinner cooked or a back massage. I hate that! Anyway, I have no idea what the hell my point was or if I even had one. I sure do like s#x though. And not from the man named BOB that lives under my bed.

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On My Dentist is Pissing Me Off!

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I have overcome many fears in my life. Snakes and spiders. The dark (ok still a teeny bit afraid of the dark). But the dentist is a fear I have not yet conquered. I HATE going. I can't eat before I go or I will throw up. As it is I gag and dry heave the whole time. So why is my dentist pissing me off? Because I finally got the courage to find a new dentist and now the hygenists keep on taking time off and I have to prepare myself again to make an appointment. I have not even had an appointment yet! It is maddening and if it happens again I am changing dentists. Or just not going! Hmmph!

On Complimenting!
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http://complimenter.blogspot.com/

I am in! Are you?

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On Wondering

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I am starting to wonder if true love really does exist. I am told that when I am not looking I will find someone. Well I am not looking right now and not interested in being in a relationship so how am I going to find someone? If "he" comes along I am not going to want to be with him because I don't want to be even dating right now. I know, it doesn't make any sense to me either.

Seriously though. I read so many of your blogs and it seems you are indeed married to wonderful men. I am now at a stage in my life when I am asking myself of there really is someone for everyone or do you just end up with the person who pisses you off the least. Right now I just see men as a pain in the ass that will change a lightbulb I can't reach or wash dishes and I in turn need to f*** him. Excuse the vulgarity but that is how I feel. Why is it that (many) men only do nice things because they want a good b-j? Last boyfriend was the prime example. When my mom was diagnosed with cancer and I had so much on my plate I could barely stay awake each night until 9:00 he breaks up with me. He said the "passion" was gone. Well fuck you! Passion my ass. I just was too tired have s#x so you said the passion was gone. Yah. Whatever.

OK, I didn't mean to start venting. I didn't even know I was feeling this shlt until just now.

So anyway. My point. I honestly don't think love is for real. I want to know what you think. Have you ever felt a true love? I am really interested what my male readers have to say too. ( I think there are 3 of you.) If you have been in a long-term relationship for at least 2 years let me know. Have you ever really felt a true and deep love?

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On My Mom
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Talked to her tonight on the phone again. Talked to her while supper was cooking and it became very well done. I don't care though. I miss her so much! She is feeling much better and very relaaaaaaaxed. A large part thanks to whatever medications they have her on. They are considering keeping her in the hopital for the radiation treatments now because of how she has responded but won't know for sure until Monday.

Found this at Bumbling Bav's blog and lets say I am always blogging in my head. Thankfully not so much at work but when I am at home it seems a blog entry is going on in my head a good part of the time. The problem is I usually forget what I was going to blog about!

If, as you live your life, you find yourself mentally composing blog entries about it, post this exact same sentence in your weblog.

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On Damn You Tampax!

Have you seen the commercial where the couple is sitting in the boat and the boat springs a leak and she sticks a tampon in the hole. Well my 9 year old son asked me, "What's that"? What the hell am I supposed to say? Well son, once a month a woman...never mind you know the rest. I don't want to even say it on here never mind explaining it to a 9 year old while watching a TV commercial. This talk will be planned and I will be armed with diagrams and samples. I can't wait.

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On Blog Explosion

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I just joined Blog Explosion but damn it is confusing! I don't have time to sort through all the things I am supposed to do. I just want to read blogs then either add them to my blogroll or click "next". Will see how this works out.

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On My Mom

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Spoke to my mom last night and she is feeling much better. She will spend the weekend in the hospital then stay near the hospital for the remainder of her radiation treatments. At that point she comes home and gets checked every three months to see if the cancer has returned.

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Just two days ago I was wondering when and where the next attack would be. I knew that is was not over and I know it will not be over for a very long time. To all who were directly affected by today's attacks my prayers are with you. To the rest of the world that was indirectly affected, continue to stand strong.

and

"Kelly Ellard gets life sentence for 1997 killing of Reena Virk"

because "Ellard was found guilty in May of unleashing a beating on the 14-year-old Virk so severe she was left with shoe imprints in her skull and layers of her fat and muscle were sheered apart.
A pathologist testified it usually takes the force of a car to do such damage."

This is a sentence many of us in Western Canada have been waiting for. For more information on this outrage go here.

I believe that some people are born without conscience and Ellard is one of them. I hope this is the end of this game of appeals Ellard has been playing for 8 years and let the family and friends of Reena move on.

On Being Sleepy and My Mom
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I don't know why but I am very tired tonight and it's only 7:30. I want to go to bed now! I am going to go to bed and read I think then make the kids go to bed at 8:00. My mom is back in the hospital because her Oncologist can not figure out why she is so sick. I don't even get to see her because she is on the Mainland and I am on Vancouver Island. The ferry costs over $120.00 plus the cost of food and lodging. I don't have enough money to do that right now.
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On How Much My Blog Sucks
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I was surfing blogs tonight and I have come to a (deeper)realization of how totally crappy and boring my blog is. So I have decided to start telling elaborate lies to increase my readership. And I am going to stop using dumb-ass words like readership.
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Lie # 1
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I know this young guy that is 14 years younger than I am and he is totally hot. He and I bumped into each other on the hallway at work today then he pulled me into the restroom. Immediately his hands began to wander while he begged me to meet him after work. I agreed of course. After work we met back at my place and we had crazy, wild and sweaty s#x for several hours straight. That is the real reason why I am so tired tonight.
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Lie # 2
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I am about to have another book published. It is on how to be a great parent. My husband the doctor is co-authoring it. I have heard rumors that Oprah is interested in having me on her show but it is just a rumor right now. So don't tell anyone. Actually, tell everyone so I will get more readers!
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Lie # 3
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I am likely going to be going on a world tour in my 50 foot yacht. I hope my many diamonds don't sink the boat.
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Lie # 4
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I can't believe I didn't mention this earlier. It just escaped my mind. I am expecting quintuplets! I also carrying a set of triplets for my sister. The quintuplets are due in 3 weeks and the triplets are due in September. I am still thin and hardly look pregnant.
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Lie# 5
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I was voted the Most Wonderful Blog by Blogger. As a winner I was given this home. My kids and I are moving in next week.

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That is all that is happening in my life right now.

I am going to bed. It is 7:32 pm

On PMS and Adding a Photo and My Mom
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Just in case it all interests you I have PMS. I have cramps and I am bloated. I am crabby too.
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I decided to finally add a photo. The photo in my profile is me with hair. I love having short hair until I see some knockout woman with long hair then I feel boyish and dumpy looking. I do not look at all like Sinead, Demi or Annie. I still get lots of compliments (only from women) and comments on it so I am keeping it short because it is my way to arising awareness about cancer.
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My mom is still very sick. I am going through a strange emotion that I have never felt before. I am afraid of her. I don't know this person that tells me to leave her alone and go home. I don't know this person that tells me that she wants to die and that I have no idea what she is going through. So I have been avoiding her for the last couple of weeks. I feel sad that I feel this way because she is my best friend.
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PS- Blogger does not recognize PMS as a word. What a bunch of assholes.

SCRAM!

Not really because I really do love you all very much!

On the Moth That Refused to Die
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This morning at work I found a moth on the pavement outside my office. I did not want her to get stepped on so I picked her up and put her to the side where she would be safe. She fluttered and landed back on the pavement. It was obvious she was dying so I brought her to my desk where I let her rest in a little box. A checked her often and about an hour later she died. I kept her on my desk thinking I would take her home for the kids to see. As I was chatting with a client about 2 hours later the moth came alive! I was so excited I forgot that I was talking to a client and called a coworker over and we watched her flutter around then take off somewhere in the office. I had no idea where she went and had to finish with the client I was with. I had not forgot about her and kept my eyes open for her. I found her about an hour later on the floor. She was dead (again). I picked her up and showed her to the aforesaid coworker and we again mourned the loss of the lovely creature. I took her back to my desk and put her back in her little box. Around 3:30 I heard a fluttering and looked up to see the moth alive and well. She flew around my desk for about a minute. I put my hand out and she landed on it and fluttered her feather like wings. She was not able to fly and I decided to take her outside. I placed her out of the sun. She fluttered to the pavement and I picked her up again. I didn't know what to do with her. She was so delicate and small and I didn't want her to suffer. I held her for a few moments then all of a sudden she fluttered her wee wings and flew off. I was so happy! When I was leaving work at 4:00 I saw a white moth fluttering around. My lovely moth friend was alive and well. It made me glad.
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She looked just like this. Isn't she beautiful?

On How to be an EVIL Mom

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I posted last month that I would be making my kids do homework during the summer. The thing I didn't know was the amount of effort it would be to be an EVIL mom. It takes a lot of time each week to pull together a couple of math and phonics sheets for each day! I am not doing this as much for The Girl as I am for The Boy. Now I have rarely bashed their father but his he will do a job half-assed if he can get away with it. I am sad to say that The Boy is the same way and because of it he is not doing well as he could be in school. Like his dad he is extremely intelligent and could be doing so much more than he is. When his dad was in college he never studied. I am the opposite. What I lack in intelligence I make up in perseverance. When I graduated from college I graduated with a 4.0 and at the top of my class. Intelligent? Nope. Just determined to do well and putting 10 hours a day into studying on top of class work. Anyway, I am getting off track. The Boy is intelligent and could be breezing through his schoolwork if he just put in the effort. Because he does not put in the effort he has not learnt the skills and facts he needs to know at the end of grade 3. That is why I am doing a summer program. I hope it will give him a chance to catch up on the skills he is lacking.

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On Dishes

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Do you ever have so many dirty dishes that it would be easier to just throw them all in the garbage and buy new ones than wash them? It would have been a good day to do that because I had so many dirty dishes on my counter that I had to wash them throughout the day in cycles. Fill the sink. Let them soak for an hour. Wash them. Did this 4 times. I really am disgusting.

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On Garlic Bread in Bed

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What possessed me let The Girl eat toasted garlic bread in my bed last night? Do you have any idea how scratchy that is? If not, go toast a few slices of bread then take a knife and scrape it all over your sheets.