Birthday Fun

I had a pretty good birthday celebration yesterday. Apparently there is some other secret plan for this week so this weekend I wanted to just take it easy to celebrate.
A small group of friends and I went for manicures and pedicures, a late lunch, shopping, then for cheesecake. It was a pretty good day.
This is the dress I bought yesterday:

I wore it to church today. I was a little paranoid it looks like a night gown but nobody else thought so.

If for only for the sake of fashion!

Swedish hospital may ban Crocs clogs due to static electricity

I'm glad to know that they are not only a fashion hazard.

The Demise of Stuart Little (aka One Crappy Day)

I returned from my vacation from workie to discover after no sightings for 4 months, my arch-nemesis the mouse has returned. Much to my chagrin, he brought a friend along. The repellers no longer worked so it was time to invest in some live traps.

My day started off finding a mouse that drown in my kitchen sink. Good times. Stupid mouse don't you realize you would be alive if you would have just gone in my live trap!!!! I convinced myself that I could get rid of it but I was sadly mistaken. I was convinced I never using my kitchen again.

While all of this was going on I was suffering from a fever and a great deal of pain form a wisdom tooth. My appointment was this morning to get it removed. As I was being prepped for the extraction, the assistant noticed I was fidgety. She asked me if I was nervous about the tooth being pulled. I responded "No, I'm just trying to figure out how to get a dead mouse out of my kitchen sink." It is sad when tooth extraction is a bright spot in your day.

I went over to my cousin's for a bit after my tooth was pulled. She suggested that a repairman that was going to be coming to my place tonight. He was more than happy to. I feel so much more relaxed now that is out of the sink. One down, one to go....

I Knew It!

Your results:
You are Wonder Woman
You are a beautiful princess
with great strength of character.



Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz

Why I Adore Laineygossip

The Freebie Five : what I love best of all? She understands my love for Prince Harry.

Stanley Cup: the Revision

Thank you Derek for pointing out my error. Once in a lifetime opportunity: Derek you were right, I messed up the bracket. I blame stupid CBS who apparently doesn't know how the playoffs work.

Here is my new prediction yet the outcome is relatively the same:

Edit of another glaring error: I realized that I accidentally put the wrong prediction for the Buffalo - New York series. Rangers? You got to be kidding me.

I Heart Tim Gunn

Fashion & Style
The Headmaster of Fashion
By ERIC WILSON
Published: April 12, 2007
Tim Gunn is the real breakout star of “Runway.” Can he tutor Liz Claiborne?

Lord Stanley's Cup Prediction

I know my readership of 3 people don't care about hockey but I felt my prediction needed to be a matter of public record for the naysayers.

- this is the year for Detroit to not choke in the first round (I commission them to thoroughly spank the Flames in the first round)
- Vancouver will do the best out of any Canadian team but won't make it to the final.
- No matter what happens, a team from the East will win the cup.

Another Reason Why I'll Never Get a Man

Source:
What Makes You Click? — Mate Preferences and Matching Outcomes in Online Dating (Günter J. Hitsch , Ali Hortaçsu, Dan Ariely)

Apparently I don't make enough money to be attractive to men.

Eating worms

As my sister already mentioned, my dad is in the hospital again. I haven't felt like blogging in a long time.

In other news, I pretty well have the plague. So I'm feeling extremely attractive and itchy.

I changed my profile picture to a young, less jaded Janny.

Boys are Dumb

I got my hair cut and dyed last Thursday. It was Monday when finally a male noticed that my hair was not longer nearly down to my waist but just below my shoulders. You can tell his wife has trained him well.
I'm not mad because no guys noticed or said anything about my hair. I'm mad because they never notice or say anything! Idiots. The men I see on a regular basis are not the oblivious type. I've heard them compliment other women. They do it all the time. So why in the world do I hear nothing? Idiots, the whole lot of them. Do you know what I do hear? That I look like a horse and my stories about banshees are lame.
OK, don't tell me that it doesn't matter what they think or say, blah, blah, blah. It does. Compliments from guys carry more weight.
I heard that it takes at least three positive comments to counteract a negative one. I think I'm still running on a deficit from high school. It's hard to overcome names like "Ugly Kid Janice" or boys teasing each other about waiting to date me like it was a disgusting thing.
Yes, I know I have issues.

Crossing over to the Dark Side...

I got the Google blogger account. I was waiting for it to not be in beta.

Where's Shaun when you need him?

Mom, you may not want to read this one. Trust me, you'll only raise your eyebrows and worry about your oldest daughter.

Last week, I had a dream that my sister and I had to share a room with the body of my recently deceased grandma the night before the funeral. My sister and I were on bunk beds (Me on the top and Mary on the bottom, just like old times) and grandma was laying on a single bed across the room. In the middle of the night grandma got out of bed. Mary was so freaked out she jumped onto the top bunk. We stayed as still as possible so "zombie grandma" would not see us. (I woke up after she left the room. I cannot verify if she was actually a zombie).

Like I was not freaked out enough that I had to attend my grandma's viewing.

Be Careful What You Ask for...

Or you might have a homeless and drunk and/or mentally ill man fall in love with you.

A couple months ago a friend that own a custom dress shop asked me to do some modeling for an event. At the time I was sure if I should take "You're tall and relatively good looking" as an insult. After my first fitting I found out there would be two other girls as well. After my last fitting I was told that I would not have to be at the event all day but only for the afternoon. My ego was little bruised after I was first publicly declared the "backup" then told she was going to only use the other two girls. I still went to the event anyway because I wanted to support my friend.

On my way home, my friends and I were waiting for a train when a homeless guy walked up to me. He was staring at me and I was convinced that he was going to ask for money. He would not take his eyes off of me then he started repeating over and over "I like the one with the glasses." We bolted.

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"Cooking up my B.A."

The Post that Never Happened

After hearing that my flight had been by over 2 hours, my sister called to remind me about an unsecure wireless network in the Regina airport. I was going to write a post triumphantly boosting of my free Internet when I lost the signal. Oh well, I had it for awhile.

As I sit and type I am three seats away from a man listening to the worst music I'm sure I have ever heard. How dreadful. Does he not know if other people can hear the words of your music that either your headphones are crappy and/or you are listening to them too loudly?

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Watch out Bron

A couple days ago, one of my favourite words uxorious was Dictionary.com's word of the day. One of my goals in life is to be able to use it in Scrabble. I shall ride my pony when I do.

I'm ashamed it is true....

The Sonnet Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDf) Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed? Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring & careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance. Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so. You probably have lots of female friends, and they have a special soft spot for you. Babies do, too, at the tippy-top of their baby skulls. ALWAYS AVOID: The 5-Night Stand, The False Messiah, The Hornivore, The Last Man on Earth CONSIDER: The Loverboy Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.

Queasy Canadiens can’t wait to put pesky flu bug behind them

My beloved Habs are on a 3 game losing streak due to the flu. Poor guys. Against the Capitals they had guys puking between periods.
Is there a doctor in the house?

The Fall of Hippolyta

I arrived home Saturday evening. I was getting a glass of water before bed and I noticed dirt on the kitchen floor. Hippolyta, my cactus, was on the floor, her terra cotta pot shattered in pieces. I didn't dare move her until I had another pot to put her into.
The next day I went out and got her a pot she could grow into. As I was cleaning up the kitchen, I could tell a mouse knocked over the cactus. I had unplugged my mouse repeller before I went away and forgot to plug it in again. Now I can barely move the new pot so I doubt a mouse could. I had planned to repot her in the spring since she had grown almost too big for her pot (about 2 feet tall above the pot). Normally a mouse would not be able to knock over a plant that big if it wasn't already so top heavy.
Interesting note: the terra cotta pot left "shrapnel" in the floor boards. The ledge the pot was sitting on was over 5 feet high and obviously hit the ground pretty hard.