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So this girl walks into a blog...Apparently when your mind is so pressed to recapture your past that the succulence of this antiquity will actually keep you up at night.Shout out to Dave, Crse (are you still out there?), Canada and any four legged nutty creatures that didn't forget me either...With irrevocable brazen stupidity, I leap before I looked. Isn't that what love is, one giant leap? I am

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Who has the power to make me sit down and blog?Friends

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Look what came in the mail today!!!!

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My Aunt sent this to me and I wanted share it here."This is a you-tube video of Paul Potts, a mobile phone salesman singingopera for the British TV talent show. I can't hear his voice without chills and tears, no matter how manytimes I replay it. What an amazing voice! That look on SimonCowell's face after the first line - priceless! And the woman judgeis almost overcome with emotion." http://

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My mild irritation is a direct derivative of being in one place and wishing I could physically transport myself somewhere else.My laziness has hit an all time high whilst I procrastinate the next four steps I will need to take to get to where I need to go.OK, I just pictured the sun going down at the Lake....All the inspiration I needed - I'm outta here!!!GO SENS GO on the BIG ASS screen and

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Darlene (41) and Denis (64) are special needs. We "adopted" Darlene into our family when I was in high school. She's a fiery spitball I tell ya. Very high functional, takes exceptional care of herself (has better oral hygiene than the average Joe) and of Denis, who requires more assistance. They live together in a cute little apartment close to the beach. Their funds are extremely limited; they

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Friday was a big day at work, big client - boardroom stuff, so although I was feeling sad, I needed to go in. I was having a really hard time with something, (missing a couple of girls to be precise)....well, you know when someone asks you "how are you" and that's all it takes to reduce you to tears? Well, that was me on Friday - the most inopportune time to be emotional. I told one of my work

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Sometime after putting Omar to bed, I hear him approaching from behind; his footsteps rhythmic and purposeful. As I turn to see his contorted face drenched in tears he blurts out:Mawm, I don't want to let Chuckles go!!!!!Me: Awww (wrapping my arms around him)....I know, you love him so much...shh-shh, there-there....shhhhhh..I carry him back upstairs, tuck him in, bring water, tell him all the

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This is the beginning of the parade that lead to 900 Beavers, Cubs and Scounts joining for a weekend of camping and fun. If I wasn't so tired, I would try to figure out how to upload my little video clip.

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Thoughts are of Elgin-Alexander Fraser this morning.

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Omar: Goofing around on his chair, hurts his toe. (no visible wound, LOTS of tears and after I told him to stop goofing around on his chair, so any compassion is minimal to say the least)Me: Oh-Oh. Do we need to cut off your toes?Omar: NO!Me: But why not, if your toes are what are hurting you, then we should cut them off.Omar: No. That will hurt more!Me: Hurt more!?Omar: Yeah, cutting my toes off

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Some men gottem', some men don't.When I prompted Lone Grey Squirrel with this: 'I would be interested to know your interpretation of the song and when you write: "...seem to carry a message at several different levels.." are you able to elabourate on this?'Well I can assure you, he's gottem.I will add that for very personal reasons right now, which I will not go into, to see a man displaying

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All things Canadian...Like hockey and beer and hosers and loonies and Prime Ministers and Planes, Trains and automobiles...and.... ***THIS***Now Avril and I are going to ROCK OUT, cuz she's like Canadian too eh?p.s. Guess who has tickets to see THIS arrrrrrr!!!?Wouldn't it be cool if the NEXT thing you read is about me seeing Ottawa TOAST Buffalo....Live. In Buffalo :-)....We have the technology.

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DOORBELL: RING-RING...RING-RING-RING !!!!!Me: *must be one of my friends dropping in EW! Glee! Only happy friends ring the doorbell like that!!! :)* Who could it beee!?...I answer the door to find some skinny stranger dude with a GIGANTIC handlebar moustache, which makes him look like a big tall thin letter T. He did. He looked just like the letter T. (More like the capital letter T than a lower

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Last night I was out with a friend watching the hockey game …. He’s single and identifying where he’s at after divorce etc etc. It occurred to me from speaking to him and other guys, just how often men FREAK themselves out over relationships. It’s like they are having fun and then suddenly begin having GAK feelings towards a girl (God help us all if those feelings are deep, someone get a net -

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Gosh, I hope I can stay awake! George Straight, Rascal Flatts....Josh Turner (oh, yeah, I'd go with you....), Martina McBride singing "Anyway"... Taylor Swift .... and I'm so happy that Reba mentioned all the men & women in the armed forces .... Vince Gill, Brooks & Dunn... Faith Hill and of course Tim McGraw ...I've got the fireplace on, milk & cookies in my tummy.

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Mother's Day was FANTASTIC. A kodacrome of brilliant colours, brightest whites and blackest blacks - a full picture.The OPP report went well. I'll be honest, I cried on the way home, it was a bit much for me. I was told to expect the possibility of a supina. The telling gut wrenching that is my internal weather vane spinning in gale force winds can relax any time now....A fifth reconcilliation

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Double overtime victory...What a game!!! Moments after I complain that Redden hasn't done anything all year - BLAM! We take the lead!!I have been dying to see Corvo sink one of his super sonic slapshots and SHWING! We win the game!!We win a GAME TWO!!! WOOOHOOOOOOO!!!! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!SENS RULE!!!!P.S. BUNNY WAS ON THE LAWN AGAIN TONIGHT!

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On my mark, get set, GO!/// Speed News ///// Speed News ///// Speed News /// Woke up yesterday, bunny on the lawn. Woke up today, bunny on the lawn. See pic of bunny:Question ~ will there be a bunny on the lawn tomorrow? Buddy who has four kids, lost wife, hasn't cried...One of the twins broke his arm. I pretty much like everybody, but some people I admire with ease....Here's my buddy's web page,

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I think it would be best for BUFFALO to stay away from EMERY. As usual, he's doing a stellar job. It was Thursday, May 11th 2006 when I posted this pic:Here I am again, waiting the game, working and blogging....

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Omar huddled over his bagel, studying it, closely.I sit down beside him, his head snaps quick and to the left facing me. Oh, I can tell, this is going to be important."Mom, would you believe that there are nine sesame seeds on this bagel?" As if it were Sherlock Holmes himself having asked the question."Yes. Yes I would..." ....If that would get you to eat with any remote amount of consistancy to

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I may have written about a friend who lost his wife very suddenly and very tragically about ten months ago. He and the boys came over for supper the other night, his three year old daughter was being babysat. I watched this man who had married his high school sweetheart, been married to his best friend for over seventeen years, I listened to this man tell me the story of sitting down his four

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If having an epiphany moment is like someone turning on the lights, then who turned them off?I've been meeting a lot of people and recently did a travel day with a rep from Montreal. When touring the city with many strangers, good conversation is a real bonus. She was discussing the exact moment when she came to be able to see herself as though others viewed her. Not only did I find this

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For my friends that are the mechanics of minds, this is from the Owner's Manual.

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From time to time girls need to do what girls need to do. Last night it was getting together with one of my favourite men on the whole planet and watching the game. Unfortunately we lost in over time, but I passed out before I could see the final slaying. I've never watched a game in HD till now, he has a brand new 40" SONY HD TV. It's only 4" deep!This morning after shaking away the blur of last

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Febreze Allergen Reducer Fabric Refresher The woman is on drugs. Can anybody can be that happy about an Allergen Reducer Fabric Refresher?

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I like to think about Heaven a lot. I like to believe that Heaven is exactly the type of place you can imagine. My heaven would be being able to “tune in” to the Earth Channel to see how things are going. Your living room would be just what you imagine. My living room would be as if I lived in a tree, like a little gnome in a Narnia whimsical way, perhaps like Mr And Mrs Beavers' house OH! Or

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Funny little e-mail I received this morning, thought I'd share it with y'all....The World's Shortest Fairy Tale...Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl "Will you marry me?"The girl said, NO!" And the girl lived happily ever after andwent shopping,dancing, camping, drank martinis,always had a clean house, never had to cook,did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued,didn't get fat, travelled

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I'm not Catholic, so I've never fully grasped the 'stand up sit down fight-fight-fight' of the Catholic religion. However, I did think it was important for Omar to get a firm foundation of religion and Catholic school wasn't quite the stretch out of the norm as sending him to a Jewish school would be for me.Tonight was a special night for Omar, he has been looking forward to his First Communion &

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SENS TAKE ANOTHER WIN!!!!Not sure if anyone else saw what I saw while watching tonight's game, but I was lucky enough to find this photo:

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Have you seen wife swap?!Gawd. I LOVE THAT SHOW. It’s like all the things that the actual wife or husband don’t ever say or do gets said and done. The delivery between newly merged “hubby” and “wife” can get pretty raw. Tonight’s episode was really cool, one family was extremely structured, the other, as the show always sets up; the polar opposite.One dad = completely addicted to video games and

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What's RED and WHITE and PINK all over? The Sens KICKING The Penguins tail feathers (DO penguins have feathers?) and ME in my new PINK sens jersey from my good lovin' man.Now, look wouldja, just look at this SUPER AWESOME SWEET pic I took Wednesday night. My all time favourite number one player, none other than Danny Boy, #11 Daniel Alfredsson taking a shot at net while Pitsburgh goalie looks

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Springtime is IT. It’s the bomb. It’s a chance for pink once again, it’s renewed, it’s fresh, it’s the hint of the sizzling heat of summer's promise.There is something distinct and familiar in a feminine way about springtime for me. Perhaps it’s the pastels and powdery pinks of Easter or maybe it’s the packing away of big boots and wooly warmies welcoming in more breezy apparel. It would be

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With the Cub Car (Kub Kar) fast approaching, my brother is destined for Tampa, leaving ME to race his car in the adult portion of the Cub Car race. VICTORY WILL BE MINE!!!!!Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that Omar will be racing too. It's all about the kids you know ;).Here are some of the tidbits of information I found on the net about Kub Kar Rallies:25 things that could happen at a Kub Kar

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You know when you’re a kid in the backseat of the car on a long ride and you’ve exhausted all the road games and you can’t read another Archie comic cuz it’s beginning to make your tummy feel weird and you can’t possibly render another pencil drawing of the endless road ahead and eventually the numbing feeling that you’re gonna be trapped in the vehicle with your dad playing country music for

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OUCH!! ouch ouch ahwWWwwich.Thank goodness for Carnation instant breakfast.Everybody's having more fun than me.Even zamphir panflutemaster(crse) is embracing the lighter side of death.Kapgar threw a party for his wife's 30th.Realm of the Lone Grey Squirrel is well, just look and read, the pictures speak for themselves.Speaking of pictures frickin Daaaaave (aka my blog crush) at Blogography has a

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Grinding away here at home today with two GIGANTIC swollen tonsils. I was going to post a seached internet picture of what they look like, but after viewing a series of the most vial photos of unexplainable tonsil destruction I have deemed myself a pussy. I must be one of those hyper-sensitive people who can't tolerate light or sound or something, cuz anyone who could live to talk about letting

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OK, here's the question. Yeah, yeah, just a RANDOM question, no personal attachment here, no siree....Let's just say that you and your sig other are at a drive thru. Oh, let's say it's Star Bucks or a Tim Hortons for example. The average large double-double and small french vanilla round up to just about ohhhhhh let's say 22 cents shy of a toonie. Who here leaves the change with the attendant?

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When it’s –29 with the wind chill factor and I feel like if I don’t do something physically active VERY shortly, I may just tear the head off something … wait a minute, does the GIGANTIC whitehead that finally made it’s appearance this morning count?The part of my job I LOATH is being away from home. The single parent kid shuffle makes my skin crawl (and get GIANT zits apparently). Naturally

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As tagged by Lone Grey Squirrel (sincere thank you for momentarily pulling me away from workworld to delve back into blogland!)1. My first dog "Souling", was 18yrs old when she was put to rest. I was away on a trip when my mom had to bring her in. She was given to me for my 8th birthday, in a box that was contained something that was moving…a puppy! Complete with a red bow around her neck. I didn

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I had no intention of posting this morning. In fact even though for the past two evenings I have been working past midnight and like this morning up at 6am. I read a post from Dave that really bothered me and before I embark on what will be another busy day I need take a moment for myself and let it all spill.My grandfather died of bleeding ulcers and I've been freaking out because this is the

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A man who's proven to have seemingly gentleman-like qualities has appeared on scene. Said gentleman caller has booked me for the month of January and February for Sens Hockey games.Said gentleman and I went to lunch yesterday and then this movie last night.It had all the right elements.

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Top Row: Thursday, January 11, 2007Bottom Row: Saturday, January 13, 2007My dog has above average intelligence. After burning out his retina with a series of pictures taken last week, two days later, when a second series of pictures was taken, we laughed our heads off to notice that he purposely closed his eyes for all those pictures. I've gotta get a picture of him smiling one of these days.

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Of all the things that don’t impress me much……….THIS on the other hand does.My brother, as I may have mentioned, races and has since he was a teenager. He has built himself a heated garage on his property to further indulge his passion. I must say, I admire that; when a person knows what they enjoy and when they work so hard to fuel that passion. Which brings me to Omar. He is at that magical

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One of the local trails looking like April rather than January.

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Atack of the rolling snowmanBIG eyes and smally!Its all by: (Omar) want to build a snowmanarrr!its gona fall!uh oh!ah! Help!BAM!the snowball hit Big eyes and smally! :((yes that is the Parliment Buildings)goodbye city of Ottwa!(followed by mass destruction)The EndOmar draws steady at Daycare. I have kept every single thing he's done and trust me, he's done A LOT. They saw his cartoon today and

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Pity Party! All join in!!!A) I’m still ill and deathly tired. I left the house yesterday for the first time since New Year’s Day.B) I’ve been working my tail feathers off here at home in between advil and blogger distractions. Made major ground, but it was KILLER.C) Only three months into this new job and I have a mountain of organizing, preparing, goal setting, reading and presenting to get

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I was going to write about how confused I am after watching the ho-hum animated movie BARNYARD with my niece and son on New Years Eve. I always thought cows, the ones that have utters, nipples and produce milk were female. In the movie, they're boy cows, with utters & nipples. Perhaps this is a sign of the times or a glimpse of things to come or maybe I've misunderstood all these years. I'm not

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-80671892538063667382007-01-01T19:19:00.000-05:002007-01-01T20:59:04.926-05:00

The cold isn't letting up much. Drugs. Drugs are good. Drugs can be your friend. Anything to keep life moving and lift the heaviness in my head. Advil cold & sinus every 4hrs - the pain in my throat woke me up at 5am. Despite my bout with illness, life has been anything but dull. I've experienced dull, then dull took a long walk on a short pier ... a ... very ... short ... pier. Short. Short like

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Omar and I head out to get a movie for New Years Eve and some munchies, oh, and some very much needed cold medicine. My niece is coming over and we're gonna play air hockey or I'll die on the couch while they play air hockey while I conjure up and summon in the next decade of pain.I digress, the grocery store. I had the course laid out, IN & OUT, simple and quick. Just as I took a turn down the

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There's something truly magical about being up in the country. I lose track of all sense of time and switch over to the automatic pilot of play. It's sheer genius. So, naturally, my family are all shuffling me around to house after house of what's for sale up there. Get me a pitchfork; I think it's all over for me. I might end up looking like one of these women! I tried my hardest to get a not-so

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Watching movies was more the speed of the house. Mission Impossible III was excellent, Waist Deep ~ not what I'd normally choose to watch, but it was pretty good. Even got to watch Honey I Shrunk the Kids. Eventually I mustered up the energy to figure out how to put this gingerbread house together. It required using melted sugar, which heats to the close proximity of BOILING HOT LAVA. I took the

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Ugh. Flu, colds, general malaise. At least the dog is smiling. I developed stomach pains on Thursday and went up to mom and dad's to be taken care of...Turns out my brother had the same and then his girlfriend got the barfy flu. Poor thing, her parents are visiting from the States and she was primarily puking. Vomiting is a much nicer word, I agree, but prefer primarily puking to vomiting visit.

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After inviting Omar’s dad Cliff to stay for supper, I realize there might not be enough mashed potatoes. Leaving the guys behind, I borrow his Jeep and head to the store. Pretty uneventful, one long line up, an annoying woman in a stupid hat, a kid who pukes and I’m OUT.Back at the house, I arrive with the potatoes and break out Le Willi Waller 2006. I was surprised Cliffy knew of Le Willi Waller

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All it takes is an inch or so of snow to bring happiness to a child.

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Before...After! Cheers, Omar & Nancy

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For over a decade now, this is what gets watched around here. ...and the Sound of Music...

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When a thin little feral cat showed up at my backdoor meowing to come in, I had no idea that she was pregnant with a litter of six kittens. Nor did I expect she'd eat as much dog food as she did!The birth was unbelievable, she was an excellent mamma cat. It was heartbreaking separating her from her kittens. Through some help from Friends of Abandoned Pets, homes were found for each of the

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'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.comAs I mentioned to crse, I just figured out how I want to die a couple of days ago, it came to me in a fit of laughter while doing the dishes. This, is the icing on the cake.You know who you are.

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While Omar continues to count every good deed on his way to a bunny, "Maawwwm, I let the dog out, that's another point, ummm, I'm at 93 now ~ another step towards a bunny".I buckled and got another fish. The one above was "Frank III". I'm not sure what Omar will name the newest Betta.If you read about me building a bunny hutch in February, send help.

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-56963677393087592482006-12-22T22:24:00.000-05:002006-12-22T23:09:07.203-05:00

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, but the way things are going it will be a frosty Christmas or an icy one. I took this picture early one morning, before the sun did it's thing ~ first frost. If you're into the macro look at what micro can offer, click on the pic.

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Wooo Hooooo!!!! All the presents are wrapped, the bathrooms are clean. Just to vacuum and dust tomorrow, maybe a little laundry and we're GOOD TO GO!At one point in my life I was so sick of working for other people, (I was the highest producing employee in my department, but had a micro-managing hag for a boss who used to stand behind me while I worked until I thought I'd peel out of my skin).

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-55815032846878662312006-12-21T21:54:00.000-05:002006-12-21T22:11:56.023-05:00

Unbelievable.52 seconds left in play, Emery is pulled and Tampa Bay sink it in an empty net.Sigh.4-2 when all is said and done. Maybe they'll have more luck in the Tampa Bay away game in March. Sharp game all around.They need to up their S.O.N.Spezza's hurt but pulled a second period super sweet play that resulted in a goal, Redden was solid after 9 games out and Heatly scored his 150th career

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-42288396589274539982006-12-21T08:12:00.000-05:002006-12-23T11:34:16.157-05:00

Standing in long lines, navigating narrow isles with large shopping carts, not to mention people coughing, kids crying and the like are all part and parcel when Christmas shopping.I have assumed Jedi shopping mentality. It has been working LIKE A CHARM. For example, last night Canada picked me up with her “not a mini-van” and we headed to the GREAT CANADIAN SUPER STORE to help Santa lighten his

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-63859415983980947492006-12-18T23:27:00.000-05:002006-12-18T23:30:06.715-05:00

"Oh yeah and Mom, I need a gold hat to wear in the play tomorrow."

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Upon arriving at the OIA (Ottawa International Airport) you see, it’s a modest airport, the ride down the escalator deposits you at the bottom of a water wall and baggage pick up. I happen to notice the Christmas decorations; I also notice that the Ottawa airport has included two GIGANTIC Dreidels on top of the carrousels. Did I mention that they are GINORMEOUS? Huge. Really-really big. Now, I

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The concept of “Crush” has been mentioned at least a half dozen times in my blog, not as in what you would do if you found an earwig in your sleeping bag, in which case I would be crushing with a vengeance. I talked about the fear of crushing a kid's spirit, or feeling crushed and my first crush to name a few. Then there's "The Crush" of all crushes, the crushendo of crush, the affectionate kind

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OH GOD IT'S GOOD TO BE HOME!!! I could gush a gallon of love about seeing Omar. We were DRENCHED in information over the week. Since I don't even know where to begin...I'll just say that hanging out with my french comrades was Too. Much. Fun. More than I could write here and now. Memories to turn over and over in my mind for days to come.One word: FAAAAAABULOUS.I am currently typing on, eww, mm,

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How I feel about leaving Omar, the pets and my home so close to ChristmasBe back Thursday.

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HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE!?THE SPONGEBOB MOVIE (click here, please-please click me, C-liiiiick, there's a traiiiiler...)While I may never get off Shrek,before I get onto Charlotte's Web, (five days till the release *DEC 15*)I needed to give my all time Spongeworthy approval one final time.Did you click?

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-6990661310133183942006-12-10T12:07:00.000-05:002006-12-10T12:43:10.348-05:00

Here are some other bloggers who were neurotic ...err...brave enough to take this quiz and post their inner seductress: CanadaCRSELuckybuzz Weezy

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How much fun are home parties that take place out in the majestic rolling hills Chelsea, Quebec? Even more fun when it’s a B-eautiful log home on a remote cul de sac, decked out with Christmas lights and hosted by two of the nicest people you’ll ever meet, Dr.R and his vivacious wife. In addition to this, then there’s The Crowd: massage therapists, chiropractors, acupuncturists, energy healers, a

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-20250045609293688832006-12-08T18:00:00.000-05:002006-12-08T18:03:42.156-05:00

Parent-teacher interviews were a breeze. Teach says Omar needs to focus, I TOTALLY agree – FOCUS is certainly an issue. She said with more FOCUS he could do even better. So, yes, we’ll FOCUS on the FOCUS…..I asked her to toss out a nugget of a couple of things he’s doing exceptionally that I could share with him before asking him to FOCUS on FOCUSING….She said he is one of the KINDEST KIDS in

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My Grandma always taught me not to boast about the good things I do on Earth. She said that those good deeds wait for us like treasures in Heaven. But, if we brag about them on Earth, then we remove those treasures from Heaven.So, all I will say is that it has been proven, time and time again that the very best remedy to clearing sorrows IS to do a kind deed for someone else. Repeat as necessary.

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The Leah wall toppled over this morning. I try to anticipate it every year, but days pile up and I put it all behind me. Days of missing, days of trying to forget and then somewhere close to the anniversary date as I come too close to that teetering wall of grief, it tumbles over on me and transforms into raining tear drops like those passing rain showers that we experienced that time in Jamaica.

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-81253072759665838212006-12-01T17:58:00.000-05:002006-12-01T18:14:25.393-05:00

Or ... "It's beginning to look a lot like whiplash..." Sing that one on the way into the office.How does my week end?I’ll tell ya. The freezing rain started around noon in the East end, after traveling back to our Branch in the West end was NO problem. I’m thankful that mom and X helped me out, I had asked if they could get the “snow boots” put on my car while I was in Toronto a few weeks

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-27786674438474197662006-11-27T21:55:00.000-05:002006-12-14T23:30:01.029-05:00

One hundred things about me:1. I don’t like wire coat hangers.2. Skinny Dipping – I will take any and every opportunity to swim without a suit. I am sure to make this an annual occurrence up at the lake. I believe it’s my right to swim without clothes.3. Insects: I can kill a spider, but I prefer to catch them and release them (I have one trapped for release right now). The same goes for most

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-17097265965312716832006-11-26T10:47:00.000-05:002006-11-26T11:06:34.382-05:00

I just couldn’t do it.Every cell in my body was reverberating sending a clear signal.NO!What was the issue? Was I not wanting to walk into a bar alone? Was I afraid of meeting someone new? Gak! Social anxiety? Heavens NO!! What would THAT mean?!?! Have I become some kind of a homebody (using the word "become" loosely)? Am I still hung up on my last boyfriend? Or was it simply the multiple hours I

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-59187315736567386622006-11-25T14:51:00.000-05:002006-11-25T16:37:30.338-05:00

__________________________________________________________I could use some help deciding what to get myself for Christmas. I have a store credit that I've been holding onto, and, well, it's Christmas, I'm single and I want a gift under the tree. So. Here you have it! MERRELL Landpro Ultra Sport. Colour? Burnt Henna too flashy? Dark Storm, nice...Dusty Olive, too boyish or just right? Opinions

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I have a Hounds tooth jacket, it’s lined, but it’s like a thousand hungry little hound’s teeth are gnawing at my neck.While driving today, some lady on the highway was driving behind me in the fast lane making the sign for “phone” and then banging it down like an angry charades player. I glance at her in my review mirror and she keeps repeating the action, her pinky and pointer finger extended at

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With environmentalist David Suzukistepping out of the spotlight, (one of my all time favourite people - someone I would be HONOURED to have supper with & my personal hero – having been raised on Suzuki via my father’s influence…), I am happy to see that North Bay and Calgary have been mentioned in the news recently for their efforts for creating energy efficient homes. Even last night’s news

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Friday’s all day course was cool. I got to see pics like this before breakfast. Deeelightful! The fun thing about this work is you get to be exposed to blood, pus, bone, gingival flaps and kill things with a vengeance! Sure it’s viruses and bacteria, but trust me, they’re nasty buggers!!! The course featured more laser technology, this one boasts a dye injected into the periodontal pocket that

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-38031939888774105942006-11-13T19:14:00.000-05:002006-11-14T09:32:43.020-05:00

I need a doctor, I think I’m shrinking. That, or the fashion industry has indeed been making sizing smaller than in the past. Perhaps this is the dark taboo that women everywhere don’t want discussed. BUT my weight has stayed the same for over a decade now, it seems odd to me that a previously non-existent Size 1 now fits my previously identical Size 5 figure. So, if in 10 years I have gone down

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I find it amazing how music tags me back to life memories.Music.I’ve recently become aware of an interesting phenomenon about the musical interests of the men I’ve dated. (Yes, this is precisely what I do with my downtime, analyze, which is a step up from doing long division in my head in on the way home to watch the Flintstones for lunch. I digress. Entirely too much information).Here it goes.

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From time to time I invite Omar's dad for supper or send him home something frozen or we do "family night" or he'll treat for breakfast after hockey. Tonight I invited him to come skating with Omar and I. Omar loves these nights. While the little one skated around The Rock Star and I yakked about his boyfriend and his family's reaction to him "coming out" six months ago as well as his feelings

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-59424152031815523452006-11-08T18:13:00.000-05:002006-11-08T20:49:00.139-05:00

I hate everybody today. Everybody accept my dad.Sometimes the only person a girl can count on is her daddy. I miss mine. A LOT. Dad left a message on my machine - killed two deer (he's at hunt camp obviously). Save the killing Bambi speach, the man loves to hunt, you don't pick your family and unless you're a vegan...Well, just save it, I hate everything today too. Killing a deer might just make

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Omar's fever and cough turned out to be pneumonia.You know, it's weird. I'm watching "pretty boy" Mike Fishertalk about his faith and how his mom would remind him when he was injured and bummed about missing a game that God doesn't make mistakes.Well you know what? I think hiss mom new what she was talking about.On Saturday I took Omar to the Drug Store and had a pharmacist help me pick out the

nancyclehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23901770.post-52063878157647795102006-11-04T09:19:00.000-05:002006-11-04T11:02:42.581-05:00

Home from "explanding" my brain....My proof-reader became a billionaire and has taken early retirement it seems...WOW! What a week!!! What a fantastic group!!! This is the first time that I've travelled for work and I must say it was a successful adventure all around.Great speaker from the US, entertaining, stretch limos and more Martini's than this gal's had in a lifetime. What made the stay

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Hey y'all. I'm taking a week to expland my brain...Hope it doesn't hurt. Be good, play nice. Nancy xo

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Veronica Mars = VERY GOOD. At times I feel like I haven’t found "My Tribe" of not only other fair skinned, slender, blue eyed, Swiss-looking people, magical little elfin looking folk with blond eyelashes and Julianne Moorish tissue paper skin, Heather Locklear-esque…But also cut from the cloth of underdog lover, fighter of justice, willing to put yourself in the line of fire for a greater good,

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That Changes EverythingI don’t watch TV very much anymore. The Simpsons will always catch my attention; The Family Guy recently had an episode that was so entirely amusing I wanted to send a thank you note. I used to watch a fair amount of TV, especially as a kid. TV was the “holding bay” that mom let us gravitate to while she got supper ready. I remember nothing more relaxing than coming home

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Explain what ended your last relationship? An Ogre with no feelings. Apparently I'm not worthy of love. I'm thinking of turning gay - all men are the same.When was the last time you shaved? This morning.What were you doing this morning at 8 a.m.? Getting dressed for work.What were you doing 15 minutes ago? Getting dressed for work.Are you any good at math? Yes. Math is an art form, complex, rich

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New? New. What's new?My dear old friend, the boy who never stopped chasing - the one with the investment property. He suddenly got married and suddenly divorced as I just learned. Turns out the woman of his dreams, honestly the closest Angelina Jolie look-a-like I have ever seen happened to be a stripper (incidently with over $25,000 of plastic surgery - lips, teeth, boobs...). My friend just

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Joy.Returned from the office to find a second helping of PUKE. Clearly the cat food has not agreed with the dog. He made his point a couple of more times now.Woofers is sick.

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OK. Working for "yourself", being on the road an all that is sweet - no doubt.HOWEVER. I just dropped Omar off at daycare and came home to see it wasn't dog shit on the carpet assaulting my senses this time, instead Simon has decided to "mix things up", a heaping pile of steaming PUKE at the front door welcomed me. Dog eats the cat food, cat eats the dog food...Let's call the whole thing

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Omar: I know how to make fawts.Me: Really?!..How?Omar: You need to eat a snack and sit on a blue carpet cross-legged.Me: What if I sit on a red carpet?Omar: Red carpets will work too.Me: Omar, what colour is the carpet in your classroom?Omar: Blue.Me: Unhuh. (leaning in with a diabolical grin, I whisper) Ever let one rip at school?Omar: Yeah, but I had to pretend it wasn’t me or I’d be

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· DO YOU SNORE? No.· ARE YOU A LOVER OR A FIGHTER? A fighter when I’m mad and a lover when I’m loving.· WHAT’S YOUR WORST FEAR? That the sun will go out. I think about movie ideas all the time and the one that freaked me out the most was the fall out if the sun was dying. I don't like being cold and it would get freakin' cold. My fear would be how people would behave in order to survive.· AS A

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