One gay gals' musings and observations while travelling on the streetcar
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“Good Teeth Means Good Mental Health”
Aug 29th
S and I went to crazy town this afternoon. Allow me to explain:
S’s biological mother Pearl, who is quite a hypochondriac, is in hospital recovering from heart surgery. As long as S has known Pearl, she has suffered from some disease, condition or other with Fibromyalgia being a constant affliction.
When Pearl was over at our place a few weeks ago, she mentioned the possibility of having surgery in the near future. S and I weren’t quite sure if she was exaggerating or if it was a legitimate claim. As it turns out, she had surgery this past week. S couldn’t help but be skeptical as a previous operation that Pearl had said was for one thing actually turned out to be for a tummy tuck.
Just About There
Dec 22nd
I am not cut out for shopping. Especially when the malls are overflowing with people and I can’t find the things I want. I hit the mall again yesterday in the hopes of finishing my shopping. The mall was insane; I think every teenager in the city was there sipping on lattes from Starbucks and looking to spend their parents’ money.
I spent two hours and finally decided what I had was enough. Save for my best friend, I am done. This year I decided that the only thing I would get my nephew was clothes. He has more toys than he knows what to do with and I don’t know what books and movies he has. He outgrows clothes quickly so at least I know they will be put to use.
For my brother and sister-in-law, I avoided another mess like last year and just got them a gift certificate to Canadian Tire. It’s a pretty big store, they can use the certificate to buy a small appliance, tools, hockey equipment or whatever else they need or want.
Short Week, Long Weekend
Jul 30th
I’m thinking someone either e-mailed Mr. Beatnik, or he clued in that wasting all of that time last week was not professional in the least. I wish I could say he redeemed himself last night by picking up the pace and showing us more than one tool – although that Pen tool sure is handy. Unfortunately, he blew any chance he had at redemption when someone asked him what the difference was between vector-based art and pixel-based art and he was unable to answer. “I’m totally stumped, no one’s ever asked me that before,” he stammered. He just stood there, trying to formulate a response and couldn’t come up with one.
Even though he was early and kept his hat off of his head, his not being able to answer that very basic question solidified my opinion of him – that is, I think he’s a total and complete tool. I’m hopeful that I won’t have him for an instructor once this class wraps up in a few weeks. There are web sites out there that are more useful than he is.
Birthday BBQ and A Day for Moms
May 10th
Phew, what a whirlwind weekend. We knew it’d be a busy one since we were hosting P’s birthday get together on Saturday and then spending our Sunday doing the Mother’s day thing. Knowing that you’ll be busy and then actually being busy are two different things.
Things got started on Friday night when S and I went to Costco to pick up some steaks and salmon to grill on the BBQ. We took our empty propane tank with us and hoped we’d find somewhere to fill it. We were pleasantly surprised to find out that there was a refill station at the Costco. S is not a fan of propane tanks; she never goes near the BBQ when it’s on and didn’t want anything to do with removing the tank. The entire time it was in the car, S kept glancing back at in the space behind my seat. “Maybe we should have read the instructions before putting in the car,” she said. “It’s not going to blow up, is it?” she asked a few minutes later. She’s so cute.
After Costco, we hit the supermarket to pick up some remaining items and then rushed home before the skies opened up. We got home just as it started to rain and I quickly set up the propane tank before going into the house. It was after nine by the time we had everything put away and we still hadn’t had dinner. I figured we’d just have cereal but when we were putting things away in the freezer, S had caught sight of leftover pasta that was in there. “I kinda want that pasta for dinner,” she said.
The Little Guy
Apr 28th
My nephew turned three yesterday. Where the last three years went, I’d like to know. I still remember the day my brother called to let me know his girlfriend had given birth. We weren’t on speaking terms at the time so when the phone rang and I saw his number, I drew a breath, unsure of what was to come.
“Yeah, uh, I just wanted to let you know that your nephew was born this morning,” he muttered into the phone.
“Okay, I’ll be by to see him soon. Thanks for letting me know,” I said. He quickly hung up and ended the call.
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