You say it's your birthday....

...well it's my birthday too ya! And since I recently had the opportunity to experience exactly what it's like to bring a child into this world (see Vicky's blog), I have so much more appreciation for my mother doing this for me 24 years ago today. Thanks Mom. I don't have much planned for today but it's my birthday so I get what I want. I wish this happened more than once a year.

Lip Gloss Anonymous

I have a serious addiction. It's been a problem for a while now but I think it's really starting to get out of hand. At my most recent count I own seventeen lip glosses. SEVENTEEN LIP GLOSSES! That's almost disgusting! There's something about them, the way they sparkle and shimmer and call my name, I can't help it. Sure there's a few disadvantages to wearing so much lip gloss- like getting kisses on my cheek instead of on my lips, when the wind blows my hair and it sticks to my lips, or the way the glass I am drinking out of has sticky wax across the top, eeew pop cans are the worst! But these things aside there's nothing to compete with the way a slick of shiny pink gloss finishes off a pretty face. I need to join a support group.

This is just too much

So I was on the Google searching for funny cartoons or something about people talking in their sleep because (as usual) Neil was talking in his sleep last night and I was going to blog about it and how funny it was, (much like the time he told me that we needed to "increase Wesley's wages.") But in doing this googling I came across this..... the CREEPIEST SITE EVER. It's just pictures of people sleeping. People. Sleeping.
I'm not using the internet anymore.

Do you have it?!

I'm crushed. I can't find my most very favorite recipe book. I made it myself in high school before leaving home for college. I named it College Courses, get it... courses.... hahaa. What a witty young girl I was. Anyway, it's lost, and I'm devastated. If I have lent it to you or you have seen it somewhere please let me know.
I'm only making tea and toast for supper until it's found.

Silly Mom

My mom called the other day cause she couldn't remember the address to this site. She called asking for my "bogus page." I laughed. She's awesome.

Premature

Neil has drug out some of the Christmas decorations and I'm finding them strewn throughout my house. It's not even December yet! On the first of December I put Christmas sheets on my bed- have done for years, and THEN the decorations can come out.

Twins!

I took a stroll over to www.myheritage.com because I heard it was a fun site that would match your face with celebrities that look like you. Just as I was instructed to I uploaded a head shot of myself and waited for the results of my fabulous celebrity look-a-likes. The first few were girls I had never heard of and didn't really think I looked much like, but then...... THEN.... came my match.... by 68% I look like Owen Wilson!



Can you even imagine what celebrity match I would get if that dog hadn't chewed off half my nose?!

Wacko-Lantern

Here is a picture of my (our) post Halloween carved pumpkin!
It was well worth the wait.... ooh hoo!

You can have it

I hate it. It may be a one-stop-shop, all purpose store but if you can't get any help to find what it is you're looking for, it can be as all purpose as it wants, it doesn't do you any good. From what I can tell the staff consists of 14 year old boys that are more happy to flirt with each other than provide any kind of customer service. That is if you can find any staff to begin with! The store seems to be crawling with red shirts, but to chase one down is another story. When you finally do track one down, he'll just turn to you with his acne prone face and squeak through his braces that he has no idea what you are talking about, he's never heard of that before. But don't you worry~ he'll get on that trusty hand held radio of his and find someone who can help you.... if you've got another 20 minutes to wait for him. And what a bonus, after you've spent 45 minutes of your time, and 50 dollars from your wallet, they will hand you your receipt and 10 cents in Canadian Tire Money to entice you back. Oh goody, in 25 years when I've finally collected enough I'll come back and buy that set of windshield wipers I've always wanted.

Unacceptable

Three times yesterday, THREE TIMES I sat next to someone that found it necessary and acceptable to crack their knuckles. I'm sorry but you might as well be sitting there picking your nose and eating it because honestly, they are equally revolting habits. My stomach churns and I want to throw up.... and next time I just might, it seems like anything goes.