Friday, January 27, 2006


I have been trying to solve this riddle for 10 years. I've lost touch with the person who told me.

What is it that a woman does every day of her life and a man does only once in his lifetime?

A Blog Challenge

I have blogger's block so to stir things up a bit I've put out a challenge. Feel free to post a response on your own blog or as a comment on mine. This may be a little inconvenient because I have all comments sent to a web-based email account to prevent spam from being posted. Be patient and I will post them; you are welcome to post more than one answer.

If you could have any 6 creatures, living or dead, fictional or non-fictional over for dinner whom would they be and why?

Sunday, January 22, 2006


Some Jobs I've Had

Parks and Rec Security: I was 16 at the Amphitheatre next to Lake Ramsey poised to radio police who were in the stands, should trouble stir. The worst part was handing crying kids back to parents who lifted them over the fence to avoid paying. The best part was enjoying the shows on stage with the other teen employees. We saw Valdy, April Wine, Rush and teen dances under the stars.

Tim Hortons: Again I was 16. This supplemented my income in order to buy make-up and records; the work was relatively regular. My best friend and I were hired. She was laid off. I watched pairs hired and singles fired - always the least efficient one. I quit the night before Mother's Day. I learned about good girlfriends and bad management.

"Orient" chinese restaurant: At 18 I stayed until 4 am on weekends. After closing the boss would share a meal with all employees while commenting on the service provided during the evening. During hours of operation, the manager greeted customers, worked the cash and watched the goings on, giving us helpful advice as the night progressed. Waitresses shared tips. Anyone could earn a nickel an hour raise by working better than on the previous shift - no ceiling. We all helped eachother to provide the best service and maximum tips. Everyone was driven home after work. I learned French service, teamwork and good management.

Le Petit Gourmet: I moved to the big city for a year and lived downtown in the time that living downtown was safe and fun. If people were in Toronto, they would come to the Eaton Centre. I'm sure I saw more people I knew from Sudbury there than I did when I was living in Sudbury. At the time, I was the least educated waitress in the place. I learned about wines, how hard-earned money can be and the value of education.

Some Places I've Lived

Frood Road, Sudbury Ontario
Lively (now part of Walden), Ontario
Grandview Blvd., Sudbury, Ontario
Alma College, St. Thomas Ontario
Hyland Drive, Sudbury Ontario
Residence, Toronto General Hospital

Websites Visited Daily

TV Shows

CSI Miami
CTV National News
Daily Planet
Nature Nut
The Daily Show / Politically Incorrect
American Idol / Canadian Idol


Brie Cheese and cream crackers with Chateauneuf-Du-Pape Fiole Du Pape
angel food cake from scratch with no topping
creme caramel made with Grand Marnier
crispy slow cooked pork ribs with baked sweet potato fully loaded
fiddleheads with butter and chicken breast roasted with lemon, white wine and tarragon
halibut but only at Old York
slow cooked steel cut oats with Organic Meadow milk and Manuka honey


Sinfonia Concertante in E-Flat, K.364 (Mozart) with Perlman and Zukerman / Heifetz and Primrose (for Stern and Zukerman, see below)
Isaac Stern - My First 79 Years
A Lasting Impression - Jacqueline du Pre (Daniel Barenboim conducting/piano)
Horowitz at the Met - Scarlatti, Chopin, Liszt, Rachmaninoff
A Boy Named Charlie Brown - Vince Guaraldi Trio
classic Kathleen Battle - A Portrait
Carmen - Callas, Gedda, Guiot, Massard,Sautereau,Berbie,Vauquelin,Pruvost,Maievski,Cales,Mars
Linda Ronstadt with Nelson Riddle 'round Midnight
Sarah Brightman - Eden
The Best of the Eagles
John Lee Hooker - The Best of Friends

Friday, January 20, 2006

In My Mind

So hard to go back to work after having been off for a bit, but will be doing so this afternoon. Such a shame too. Going up to 11 degrees.
The mutt pulled the innards from her favourite toy and spread them across the apt. Don't know what she was thinking. At least she didn't eat any of it. She's on a raw food diet. She spat out the little bones. My mother would say she's full of beans.
I'm considering getting basic cable so I won't miss any of the American Idol and Canadian Idol shows - somebody stop me!!!!!! First I will look for a way to get the signal from either the tv or the antenna to the video recorder.
My keyboard reaches the treadmill console - there are healthy possibilities. Store the table? Add a nice big bookshelf?
I am relieved to see that tropical cyclone Daryl will bypass my friends in Port Hedland in Western Australia. I understand that tropical cyclone Peta is still in Vancouver.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006


Freezing rain. Icy air. Dismal. A good day for cocooning. American Idol was on tv - great to treadmill to. Instead, I hung laundry on the treadmill. As much as I savour the cold bite of winter air I lay in bed while the "mad cowell" was on (an apt title by P. Abdul, in my humble opinion).
Have you ever been tempted to buy something you've seen on an infomercial? I have. To justify this behaviour, let me first mention that I don't E-Bay (yet); I rarely purchase lottery tickets (except as gifts); I've never been to a casino. My excuse for remaining in bed is the yubisaki pillow (one of the two delightful packages I picked up from the post office today). It is everything the infomercial claims it to be; however, it's stress-relieving abilities do not work in the same way that bubble wrap does. When pressed between two fingers the little plastic thingys collapse softly. No pop!!! Considering the price of the thing, this put me in an instant panic. (Remember that I am still feeling the pain of the bank trauma - I am fragile). I rolled my head up and down lulling my cortex into theta.
After the nap I lept from bed. The rain outside persists; the fog inside has been removed.


I anticipate today to be a great.
The dog has been cuddly and snuggly; she is completely over her snarly post traumatic nail-tip-loss disorder.
I am keeping up with my blogging - my New Year's Resolution. A good way to start the day.
The tread mill has been cleared off and 3 k have been put in. *gasp* Walking home from work is no longer an option due to getting out far too late for far too long. Time to get back to moving.
Job hunting is not going well; I've been sent an application form to apply at the place my friends know I have been considering. I have said it's not ideal but it would be "better". The truth is, I either take courses and stay put; work in the same area with a geography change; take a huge cut in both pay and the opportunity to use my education; quit altogether and do what I want with no income in sight in the short term or work on a casual basis while taking courses toward a career change. Security vs. job satisfaction. Today, I'll be looking at courses and filling out that application form / polishing off the resume and fine-tuning it to fit that job which I truly don't want.
There are 2 packages waiting for me at the post office. This will be the highlight of my day. I'll walk there in a couple of hours - after the post office opens and before the freezing rain starts.
Bank stuff has been fixed, so they say; I am guarded in my anticipation of a statement free of erroneous charges.
I am enjoying all those blogs and I look forward to new entries. I thank the pulchritudinous blog-goddess for encouraging those beautiful words. Yes, I've discovered that also has a thesaurus.
I see that pedicures are the theme of the week. I, being a non-girly girl, have never had one. You all know that even my dog gets them regularly. For those of you who share my messenger addy, there is a picture that is very similar to my toes. Naughty naughty to the person who posted the topic of the day in the chat room: I have it narrowed down to either B or B. By the way, did I tell you that I think naughty is a good thing?
We need to put pressure on our travelling aussie friend to make a blog showing us all those photos she took with her new digicam on her mushing trip. Or, is this like Fred's cat? I've never seen it. Do you think she was really warming her toesies in a log cabin instead of braving the uncommonly warm outdoors of the Yukon?

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Bank Problems

Okay, so I wasn't going to use this to whine. I have changed my mind.
In the middle of Oct. someone stole my credit card number to purchase some very pricey items. The credit card company charged me $20 for being over the limit and raised my limit. Less than 2 weeks later some more pricey items I didn't buy were added. Immediately after receiving the bill statement, I was assured I would not have to pay charges I didn't make, and that I was to pay only the amount of the purchases I had made. I signed and returned the affidavit they sent me.
In the meantime I contacted all the businesses and utilities which had been instructed to bill my credit card.
This month's statement included interest and the amount I had been told would be removed. Although I was given a new card, the old number remained when I accessed the bank machine to pay what I owed. After a long wait in line I was given a paper receipt for having paid the amount I calculated as being what I owed this month.
Tonight, I put my debit card in the machine; I was unable to make a transaction and the card was not returned to me. Same bank. I phoned. Tomorrow I will have to go to the bank.
If this doesn't resolve, I'll give you the name of the bank. :)

Thursday, January 12, 2006


The dog's nails are shorter, as is my patience. She is chewing a frozen bone. It will prevent swelling in her bitten lip. No blood was shed my me. The procedure took 2 hours. The dog has learned how to remove the muzzle. Groomer next time? You betcha!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Dog Troubles

Due to popular request I am dog blogging. I sit here frozen in aprehension, for my dog's nails need to be clipped. I am not in the mood to be bitten without flinching. I don't believe I am up to the battle of the muzzle. I am getting older and slower much faster than the dog is. The dew claws are curled toward the foot pad; I must cut them tonight.
The back ones are relatively easy: from behind, cup the knee with one hand and clip with the other. The front talons come next after the muzzle has been applied and the foot hair has been cut. The dog must be distracted at the near-to-last second or she will pull back and I could cut the quick. If the muzzle has not been applied, the dog will bite the sharp shearing blade.
The lengthy part of this ritual is the muzzle application. I finally found one that fits the snout. I had tried the sock over the head; netting; treats; being patient and soft-spoken; being firm and confident; the slippery table so the dog had to concentrate on her footing; a second person and the vet. Everything short of anesthetic.
Well, enough procrastinating. Here I go. I will keep you all updated.