Going to Eat Cake

Yippee!!!! With in a short, very short amount of time I will be eating a very large piece of cake with a very special someone!!! I want to shout from the roof tops about how excited I am! My man is a comin' home. Yippy yi yo ki... whatever cowfolk say when they are bustin' at the seams....
I was thinking today about how funny girls can be when their men are coming home. For instance, I made appointments to get things waxed, bought a new outfit, got my hair done. I am planning to clean the house, make a special dinner. The list goes on. I was concerned about my mental stability, until I talked to a few other ladies in the same perdicament. I am not alone. At least I am still going to work, one lady quit her job, work was not going to give her time off to get stuff done so she told them to shove it.. that is a bit extreme. I mean now when the initial "your home I love you" stage is over, they will fight about the loss of job and she will have to find a new one, silly girl. So even though I am having painful wax procedures done I am still regretfully going to work. It is good to know that I am at least 60% sane. The other percents, according to my cake eating man was never there anyway......

China has it part right

Okay... here is a bit of a rant... I am mad.
Why is it that stupid moronic people feel like they need to have kids? I mean if any serious person has ever told you that you are a moron, DO NOT have KIDS! Please, save the rest of us, let us never have to say behind your back, ohhh geez they have KIDS? Yikes!
I mean China has it part right by limiting people to one child. They are preventing the Morons from having more than one poor kid and then screwing him or her up. Yes you heard right, if you are a bad parent the likely hood of you having a bad child are pretty good. I hate to say it but I am sure there are statistics. Now let me clarify, I have no children, but I feel like I have good parenting skills just waiting to be let out. For instance if my child does something wrong I will have no problem saying (ohh here it is, listen close) NO. Yikes I said it, the dreaded word of 2007, worse word a child could hear in some minds NO. I will also have no problem with, limits, boundaries, morals, values, punishment (of the non violent kind) and many other things that so many parents are afraid of. YOU are the Parent not the FRIEND accept it, live by it, make it your mantra.
Try and be a good parent. If you must practice saying the word no into the mirror, to people at work and to your spouse, trust me, it feels good.....

I am home sick today so I figured that it would be a good time to catch up on my poor blog page. I have not written in so long that Nikki has posted two blogs! You know you are doing bad when the girl with no internet posts before you. Ohhh well, what can I say. I have been busy. I am working, planning a wedding, and thinking about moving. I am taking care of house hold duties alone (but only for about a month more) and shovelling all the snow. And let me tell you, all that snow shovelling takes up a lot of time. It never stops snowing!! It is really getting annoying. I mean enough already.
I have a small story for you Nikki, it seems that my dad has met your dog....
My dad was telling my sister about an ice fishing trip he went on two weekends ago. He was telling her that there was this dog , a really nice looking German Shepard that kept hanging around, leaving but always coming back to say hello and get a pat. And he kept hearing some one call out but that the dog never even took notice of the fact that her name was being called. My sister thought this was pretty fun, considering the stories you have told. She asked my dad where he was and it turns out he was in your back yard and the dog was yours. Poor you Nikki, your dog is way to friendly. Your pup even started to follow them home they had to tell it to go away. So how nice that your puppy went ice fishing with my daddy. Too funny.
Well I have no funny stories about myself so I guess that is it for now. Sorry it has taken me so long to say hello... stay with me, I am sure there will be more to come eventually.

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve, it is Christmas Eve. I can not beleive how fast this day has come. Lately time has been flying by. For me that is a good thing, it means my cake eating man will be coming home sooner! That is always a good thing. Right now I am in my sisters house, surrounded by family, wait for good ol' Saint Nick to show. As a matter of fact I better get to bed to encourage the big guy to come. So Merry Christmas, enjoy being with family and friends.

Getting on Christmas

Christmas Joke Number 1:

What do elves learn in school?
The Elf-abet!!!!

Christmas Joke Number 2:

Why does Santa have 3 gardens?
So he can hoe hoe hoe...
ohhh my gosh, where do I come up with this stuff? I am a maniac.

So it will soon be Christmas day!!!! Yippee! I love this time of year. I love Christmas baking, christmas buying, giving, receiving (I will admit it, who besides Nikki's crazy husband((ha ha)) does not like getting a fun gift?), Christmas eating, Christmas feelings, Christmas family and soooooo many other parts. I am getting excited. Saturday can not come fast enough. I just want to call in to work sick for the next 2 days so I can go home now!!! Cold Lake I am coming don't start the Christmassy fun without me!!! Really this is all I had to say. I wanted to share my incredibly great jokes with everyone and I wanted to express my Christmas joy for all to hear. Merry Christmas everyone. Happy Holidays!!!!

What I know right now....

Hello all... good evening... bonjour... yo.
A friend of mine gave me a bit of a nudge to write some words too all who would like to read them. I had a bit of writers block so I went to her blog page to get inspirtation. I found it in the words of another. A wonderful woman suggested that I should have a private Christmas party. Well now that sounds great. She suggested that I have a bunch of things like Christmas oranges, candles, spicy drinks or hot chocolate and other christmasy items. I have only music, pjs (with snowmen) and peach juice (I apparently need to do some shopping). And yet with only these few items I feel the spirit all around. It is good. I have been feeling the bite of loneliness because my partner in cake eating is not around, but my private party has made me feel much better. I love 104.9, it is the best radio station ever!!!! Christmas music around the Clock until December is over!!! It is official, pass the breaking story, fleece sheets and 104.9 are my new loves for the holiday season. As soon as December is over I will start filling the void with something else, hmm maybe the art of bobsledding, but for now fleece sheets and radio. Ohh and the movie Sound of Music.. I love that too.. and I love these ..... little dot things. I really do not think I can use them enough... hehe I like them. I will try and contain myself it could get... annoying... to .... others..... Okay that is enough. So when you are having your very own Christmas party remember that the Christmas season it great because people give you presents. Right? I think that is right... sound good. Gifts good, getting gifts good, giving gifts good... yup all happy feelings. So there you have it folks the meaning of Christmas, GIFTS! Excellent, Nobel Peace Prize here I come. Well maybe I have had to much peach juice. No Nobel peace prize, just a half hour on Oprah.
*Disclaimer, Sara has had to much peach juice, if you choose to believe the stuff about presents do so with your own discretion, and expensive taste, you don't want stuff like undies and socks. Go big, dimonds, cars, sky scrapers. Trust me?*

Opresssive Snow

Well it should be recorded for all time that I am fed up with snow. I am tired of shovelling the stuff. And even when I am not shovelling, it is making me cold and wet. And when I am not cold and wet I am slipping on the melting snow, which for my torture has turned into a large hard pile of ice outside my front door. So after slidding all over my sidewalk (which a large sprinkling of ice salt has not helped) I have to scrap the nasty, chilly, frosty stuff off my car. Who decided that I should live in Alberta. I should be walking on the beach in Hawaii or something. No human was meant to tolerate this. We do not have enough hair.... Ohh Global warming where are you when I need you? Come dear and warm me up...