“Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.”
-Marcus Aurelius
I wish I had the eloquence to have said this, it pretty much sums up my own thoughts.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Me on Mah Hawg!
When we went to Ontario we stayed with Pam and Peter. Peter had a bicycle that he'd attached an engine to. This is me riding it. I'm a regular Hell's Angel!
Tub Puppy!
Mush after her bath. (Now she smells like coconut instead of like... something I'd rather not think about!)
Mud Puppy!
I took Miss Mush and Miss Maya (actually, at her age I should probably refer to her as Ms. Maya).
Anyway, Mush went for a swim then decided to roll in mud in the parking lot (why not? she doesn't have to clean the car!)
May I be blessed by his noodley appendage!
I had a warm shiver run through me today. I saw a car on my street with a decal of his holiness the FSM. This decal was HUGE, it covered the entire back window... makes my Darwin fish seem small and insignificant.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
My first cakes
A Cake I made today, just for shits and giggles. The colours aren't right in the picture, the green is much lighter than appears in the picture but c'est la vie!
As it's Hailey's 5th birthday today I thought I'd make a birthday cake in class for her. Unfortunately she won't get a chance to eat it because by the time she, her mom, Mikey and Erik come to Calgary the cake will be stale. :( You can't see it in the picture but the cake is only about 1 inch high. Apparently if you open the oven while a cake is baking, it collapses. OOPS!
Friday, July 17, 2009
Cake
I had my first cake decorating class last night. Tonight we take in our cakes and do our first decoration. In the interest of science I will post pictures of my cake. You can laugh, yes. But please don't point AND laugh.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
New Bird
Just saw a new bird at my feeder. It's a "Smith's Longspur". Looks a bit like a sparrow but yellow instead of brown.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
The joys of estrogen
Saw Dr. Edwards today (he says I'm fat). Well, he didn't say it in those words but the general gist of our conversation was that I'm a whale in need of immediate intervention.
It turns out I won't be getting my IUI treatment this month. I missed my LH surge so will have to wait another month. Joy of fucking joys. It never bloody rains but it pours. The nurse at the clinic informed me that I've been crying and emotional lately as a side effect of the clomid. Apparently, the longer you're on it, the more severe the side effects get.
I've exchanged my weepy sadness for irritability and anger at the world at the moment. I'm pissed off that nothing ever seems to go right for me, I'm pissed off that my ovaries feel like they're on fire and I'm pissed off that I'm fat.
I had a young man come to the door yesterday selling christian books. I politely informed him that I had no need for his books and that I was unemployed and poor so couldn't afford them if I did want them. He was very polite and offered to pray for me. I figured what the hell, it can't do any harm and it will make him think that he's being useful. So he prayed for me to get pregnant. (And if I DON'T get pregnant, for me to be content with god's will). Oh well, his heart was in the right place.
I came home to a very wet, very angry cat today. Apparently old Murdoch got out this morning while Chris was letting the dogs out, and was stuck in the rain all day. Serves him right I say.
It turns out I won't be getting my IUI treatment this month. I missed my LH surge so will have to wait another month. Joy of fucking joys. It never bloody rains but it pours. The nurse at the clinic informed me that I've been crying and emotional lately as a side effect of the clomid. Apparently, the longer you're on it, the more severe the side effects get.
I've exchanged my weepy sadness for irritability and anger at the world at the moment. I'm pissed off that nothing ever seems to go right for me, I'm pissed off that my ovaries feel like they're on fire and I'm pissed off that I'm fat.
I had a young man come to the door yesterday selling christian books. I politely informed him that I had no need for his books and that I was unemployed and poor so couldn't afford them if I did want them. He was very polite and offered to pray for me. I figured what the hell, it can't do any harm and it will make him think that he's being useful. So he prayed for me to get pregnant. (And if I DON'T get pregnant, for me to be content with god's will). Oh well, his heart was in the right place.
I came home to a very wet, very angry cat today. Apparently old Murdoch got out this morning while Chris was letting the dogs out, and was stuck in the rain all day. Serves him right I say.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
The Milk of Human Kindness
On July 4th, over night, my PT cruiser was broken into (don't worry, she's okay!) my iPod was stolen, Chris' house keys (why they were in there I do not know) and about $20 in change.
I filed a police report (you can do that online now), called apple to report my iPod stolen (pointless btw, they don't give a rat's ass) and prepared to start scrimping and scrounging to be able to afford a new iPod.
Last night I got a message on facebook from a girl named Heather who said she'd found my iPod on her front lawn (she plugged it into her computer and my name came up so she looked me up on facebook). She returned it to me. All my songs were still on there and, weirdly, the adaptor cord (so I can plug it into the car and listen to it) was still on it too!
I figure the little jerk who stole it plugged it into his (or her) car and didn't like my taste in music (lol) and so threw it out the window in disgust.
In any case some of my faith in the species has been restored.
We're out 200 bucks though. As the house keys were stolen (and the thief knew where we live) the police strongly advised us to get our locks re-keyed. It turned out cheaper for us to go to Home Depot and buy new locks (not by much but a bit) so we've changed all our locks. On the plus side, that means we removed our electronic keypad which we were going to do when we put the house up (keep if for ourselves at the new house).
So, all in all, apart from us now being COMPLETELY broke, not much harm was done.
Our VISA is in the stratosphere because of the IUI treatment (I haven't even fully paid for the treatment yet, I've still got another $250 to pay on the day of the treatment). We're hoping that this treatment works first time around because it works out to $500 per treatment and we just don't have that kind of money with me not working. My parents are helping us out a bit but I can't (and won't) expect them to carry the entire burden. If it comes down to it that we need IVF we're going to take some money against the equity in the house (risky in this economic climate but insurance won't cover a single penny.) I find it irritating that abortions are covered by Alberta Health Care but fertility treatments aren't. I fully believe abortions SHOULD be covered by AHC but I also fully believe that fertility treatments should too. I get REALLY pissed off when I see that addictions counseling and drug and alcohol rehab are covered as well. I can sympathise with poor Americans having to pay for this myself. It makes you feel shitty.
I filed a police report (you can do that online now), called apple to report my iPod stolen (pointless btw, they don't give a rat's ass) and prepared to start scrimping and scrounging to be able to afford a new iPod.
Last night I got a message on facebook from a girl named Heather who said she'd found my iPod on her front lawn (she plugged it into her computer and my name came up so she looked me up on facebook). She returned it to me. All my songs were still on there and, weirdly, the adaptor cord (so I can plug it into the car and listen to it) was still on it too!
I figure the little jerk who stole it plugged it into his (or her) car and didn't like my taste in music (lol) and so threw it out the window in disgust.
In any case some of my faith in the species has been restored.
We're out 200 bucks though. As the house keys were stolen (and the thief knew where we live) the police strongly advised us to get our locks re-keyed. It turned out cheaper for us to go to Home Depot and buy new locks (not by much but a bit) so we've changed all our locks. On the plus side, that means we removed our electronic keypad which we were going to do when we put the house up (keep if for ourselves at the new house).
So, all in all, apart from us now being COMPLETELY broke, not much harm was done.
Our VISA is in the stratosphere because of the IUI treatment (I haven't even fully paid for the treatment yet, I've still got another $250 to pay on the day of the treatment). We're hoping that this treatment works first time around because it works out to $500 per treatment and we just don't have that kind of money with me not working. My parents are helping us out a bit but I can't (and won't) expect them to carry the entire burden. If it comes down to it that we need IVF we're going to take some money against the equity in the house (risky in this economic climate but insurance won't cover a single penny.) I find it irritating that abortions are covered by Alberta Health Care but fertility treatments aren't. I fully believe abortions SHOULD be covered by AHC but I also fully believe that fertility treatments should too. I get REALLY pissed off when I see that addictions counseling and drug and alcohol rehab are covered as well. I can sympathise with poor Americans having to pay for this myself. It makes you feel shitty.
Friday, July 3, 2009
A Heartless Murderer in my own house!
I got up to let the dogs out this morning and noticed a male robin sitting on the neighbour's roof cheeping in a most distressed manor. I couldn't figure out why until I saw the carnage that my beloved Murdoch had wreaked upon a female robin (presumably sad man's mate).
Murdoch was looking at me as if to say "do you like the gift I brought you?"
I was like "no you jerk!"
Now he's offended and is giving me the cold shoulder. I can't believe he'd even be able to take down a robin, he's dumber than a brick and de-clawed. Amazing.
We've still got lots of red winged blackbirds, common grackles, house finches, sparrows, chickadees and magpies to keep us company. Also, I assume this wasn't the only pair of robins in the neighbourhood. I'll have to teach him to kill the pigeons instead, they're a bloody curse!
On another note. Kristy is coming to live in Calgary at the end of the month. She's driving up with the kids (Erik will drive the u-haul) on the 22nd (it will probably take a few days to get here but yippee! I get to see my god kids).
Murdoch was looking at me as if to say "do you like the gift I brought you?"
I was like "no you jerk!"
Now he's offended and is giving me the cold shoulder. I can't believe he'd even be able to take down a robin, he's dumber than a brick and de-clawed. Amazing.
We've still got lots of red winged blackbirds, common grackles, house finches, sparrows, chickadees and magpies to keep us company. Also, I assume this wasn't the only pair of robins in the neighbourhood. I'll have to teach him to kill the pigeons instead, they're a bloody curse!
On another note. Kristy is coming to live in Calgary at the end of the month. She's driving up with the kids (Erik will drive the u-haul) on the 22nd (it will probably take a few days to get here but yippee! I get to see my god kids).
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