November 26, 2009 at 11:02 pm (cats, gym, heart murmur, rabbits)
The message waiting light on my phone has been blinking for a couple of days. I see it blinking when I get home from work and intend to check it…after I answer a call of nature
You have a message. An IMPORTANT MESSAGE! You have had this message for three days!! LISTEN TO YOUR MESSAGE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!
Then Miss Needy Cat comes calling for her box to be cleaned, her bowl to be filled, her nose to be scratched and her bum to be spanked (I am not proud of the fact that my cat seems to have masochistic tendencies but there you have it) AND she needs to be held down while I try to get her fur combed before tangles and knots miraculously appear.
All this while my rabbit Stu sits at the end of his mat hoping that his existence will be acknowledged and maybe even he will get a cheek rub. mmmmm cheek rub he will even endure kisses for a cheek rub.
I am a perfect gentleman rabbit and I will wait patiently for a spec of love
By this time all thoughts of the blinking light have left my head as I attend to these important things.But yesterday I the cycle was interrupted when I arrived at home with an empty bladder checked my message and heard the wonderful news that nothing showed up in my echocardiogram.
Hello! Are you listening? I am in perfect health! Now stop squishing my boob with that echo thing and get your ass to the gym.
It was the news that I was expecting but a relief nonetheless. In spite of the fact that I actually found the echocardiogram to be a more uncomfortable procedure than a mammogram (I might have just got lucky with my mammogram) I can now put any nagging suspicions about my hearts health to rest. Good news. The little murmur was a happy purr as the engine continues to move forward.
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November 25, 2009 at 6:56 am (Online Dating, cats)
At this point in my life my dating goals are not the same as they were 20 or even 10 years ago. I am not searching for a babydaddy or a sugardaddy. Even when I was seeking those things they were secondary to the ultimate goal of looking for that “one” who will complete me (oops I think I just puked in my mouth a bit). Well someone who thinks funny is the same as what I think is funny, who thinks the same things are stupid that I think are stupid and aside from that as different from me as can be (I spend 7/24 with someone like me already a bit of variety woud be nice)
I tried t his venue once before and strangly enough found that online dating mirrored my offline dating experince. The men that I find attractive seldom reciprocate, and the men that seek out my company usually bore the life out of me. After awhile I just gave up. But these days Im thinking that a FWB that has moved 400 miles and visits every couple of months, a couple of cats, and a rabbit, no matter how wonderful they may be, just dont fill the bill.
So here I am contemplating sifting through pages of profile pictures, looking for the ones that dont have two heads, then narrowing it down to the ones that dont think that their sofa is the centre of the universe, who accept that I dont have or want rugrats, who live on this continent, and of those chosen few I send winks, smileys, hi, for which I am rewarded with silence or well wishes on my search…
But wait, while I was sifting, Romeo read my profile and was smitten…I have been winked at, I have smileys from, I have greetings from, let me see…..oh I see if Value Villiage wont accept your donation you just carry on wearing it, humm even sucking it in that is more than a “few” extra pounds honey, ah cumon dont make me say again that I am not into kids, ooooh he is cute and he thinks Canada would be a great place to live, watching TV on the sofa…..that is what I am trying to break away from, NO NO NO who, why, what, NO NO NO I am not looking for a quickie with a married guy NO NO NO. Online dating brings that yucky element. But then again that is dating….
In the meantime I got my Rabbit….and my cats….is it worth the aggravation?
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November 17, 2009 at 3:42 am (Wear a Poppy)
I never intended on writing anything about Remembrance Day, but now that it has passed, that I have experienced Remembrance Day 2009, I have feelings that I feel compelled to spew.
I figure we all wear a poppy (yea maybe we lose it and dont get around to replacing it) and I was wondering what the proper etiquette for poppy wearing is? I heard that it is disrespectful to wear a poppy past 11/11/11:00 but my Mother always had a poppy attached to the visor of the car. She told us it was there so that she “remembered” what soldiers had sacrificed to make the world a better place. With that theory seeded in my young brain I had always left poppys planted on my coat lapel until god took them away; and I always kept it on my left lapel as close to my ( disfunctional ) heart as possible.
Having lived in Toronto for decades someone finally suggested to me that it is proper to remove your poppy at 11/11 and place it on/at a war memorial (cenotaph). To be fair to mom we did not have a cenotaph nearby . 
To be honest when I attend the ceremony I can’t hear speeches because of bad sound systems but I wait till everything is over and then head up with the masses to plant my own personal poppy. I remove it from a place close to my heart and pin it into the grass around the cenotaph. Last year and this year I skipped the ceremony and planted my poppy late….it was a site to walk up and see all those individual poppys in the grass. Much more so than the wreaths laid by dignitaries and officials. I went this year on Saturday, the planted poppys were starting to wither, I planted my inside poppy (the one I wore on my shirt) and my outside poppy (the one that I wore on my coat), I waited for the lump in my throat to pass. Then I carried on with my day. 
Wanting to impart this custom, I searched the internet for some history on poppy etiquette and all that came up were individual blogs..my suprise was that many of the blogs were about NOT wearing a poppy. The reasons for this were mostly in opposition to the current war “on terrorism” or wearing white poppies to promote peace.
I personally dont think there is a legitimate reason for Canadian soldiers to be wounded and/or die in Afghanistan. In spite of the fact that am relatively educated person I can’t think of one good thing about the Taliban. I still dont see a just reason for having overthrown that government. I know that no weapons of mass destruction were never found in IRAN, that two of Saddam Hussein sons were executed (without trial) and that none of Osama Bin Laden’s family have ever been questioned (in spite of living in the US….yea i rent Micheal Moore)
But the soldiers, the boys, girls, men, women, who fight; are fighting either because they believe they are making the world a better place, or they are fulfilling a commitment that they have made to their country. There is no reason on the face of this earth that should not be acknowledged with a tiny little thank you. I small gesture of respect. Wear a poppy.
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November 5, 2009 at 4:02 am (Uncategorized)
Im still trying to figure out blogging. I spend more time reading other peoples blogs than I do writing in my own. I mention this because I cant figure out how to link to “the pretty project” blog that I have been following.
Today I was pretty, something that I dont really put much effort into these days. Not full effort pretty like I used to be when going to work might have meant running into someone that might need to be impressed, but I straightened my hair, put on some makeup, lipstick and heels.
The more people told me that I looked pretty the more I felt pretty. Why dont I do this every day?
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November 1, 2009 at 6:32 am (gym, health, heart murmur)
Tags: gym, heart murmur
At the end of Summer (Sept 1st) I started going back to the gym (she says as she munches leftover halloween treats) . I am not happy with the results thus far….or to be more precise the lack of results. On Thursday after doing some upper body weight machines, I tried upping my game. I turned up the volume on the IPOD, ignored the pounding in my chest and concentrated on rowing across Lake Ontario. According to the display I burned 5 more calories than I usually do in my 20 minutes of cardio.
I had alot to do and I was late, so skipped cool down and stretching. The next day I hurt, my left side was feeling like I had been beaten with a bag of oranges. Was it the pull downs, or was it the rowing? Man I am dumb I preach the merits of stretching all the time, I had done so just the previous day.
you will be sore if you dont strech after a workout
Yesterday I had a physician take a listen to my heart, “anyone ever told you that you have a heart murmur”? he asks. “No” I answer. So he advises me that it is usually not a serious condition but I should get in touch with my regular doctor and arrange an echocardiogram in order to assess it and decide if it is serious or not.
has anyone ever told you that you have a heart murmur?
I have had over 24 hours to mull this over and the crazy part of my head is wondering if the soreness in my left side is the result of a massive heart attack, that I had while rowing but ignored in my determination to burn an extra 5 calories (I did say the crazy part of my head). Less sever scenario would be would be that there is an issue with my heart that will require medication. I cant remember to take a once a day vitamin. What happens to people that dont take their precribed medication? What if I have to refrain from participating in strenous activity? Not that i enjoy stenous activity, but I need to drop the extra weight, and I am not a good starver dieter, and I dont want to have to walk for 2 hours to burn the same number of calories that I could burn by running for 20 minutes.
PROCRASTINATE NOW…..avoid the rush!
I usually follow the beleif that procrastination is an art form. But I have got on the ball and have an appointment on Monday to see my doctor. Unfortunatly the appointment is in the middle of the day. By that time the office will probally be infested with H1N1. My heart murmer will wind up being nothing but I will end up getting infected with the dred pig flu. Sure I am dying or wishing I were dead and regretting all the scoffing I have done over the barely tested vacine that everyone is lining up for. I will wind up regretting whining about not being able to loose 10 pounds after the swine flu leaves my body depleted of all the blubber I have been storing away over the summer.
H1N1 the virus formerly known as Swine Flu
The sane part of my brain knows that I am being silly thinking these things. I am the self acclaimed “Healthiest person that I know”, and I dont want anything to interfere with that title.
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October 27, 2009 at 5:49 am (Uncategorized)
U2 is conming back to Toronto next year, and out of curiosity I checked out tickets and am flabergasted. 905.00 for row 25. I wish I could tell you about all the great concerts that I seen but in all honesty I usually find better ways to spend my money. Not to say I have not seen some greats in my time but I have to say when I came home and slipped the CD in or dropped the needle the sound was always better and there were no idoits in front of me falling off their boyfriends shoulders while…ah never mind.
Still going to concerts is an experience unto itself. Kinda like going to a musical or theater. When you come home and try to explain Sting, or Cats, or The Importance of Being Earnest, it is gonna sound stupid to the person that you are explaining it to.
With that said I hope that the cheap seats at 108.00 provide a thrilling experience (sans nosebleed) to folks that cant or wont part with their hard earned cash to experience Bono and Boys live.
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October 17, 2009 at 4:23 am (Uncategorized)
I am never sure what to blog about…..and end up not blogging at all.
Today I want to blog the cool magic trick that my firstborn has been doing.
I picked up a sheepskin cat bed at petsmart with the hopes that the days worth of shedding would end up in the catbed not on my bed.
I never expected my middle aged tub of love would out of the blue develop magician skills
Now if you will all look at the fly on the wall……..abrakadabra
She makes the catbed disappear.
LOL I love her.
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October 1, 2009 at 2:00 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: Middle Aged
One day…more than a few years ago…..my mother was bending over to pick something up. In the slight fight against gravity as she returned herself to a vertical position, she grunted. I remembered wanting to roll my eyes and thinking “what to hell is wrong with her that she has to grunt”.
Last summer I was sitting on a bench with a couple of friends chatting. We had been there for a while and decided it was time to more on. We three leaned forward, pushed ourselves toward the vertical……and……in harmony……grunted. Then we laughed. Oh my God (middle aged people say Oh my God instead of OMG!) I am turning into my mother!
So one of the things that I am doing in an effort to keep from getting old is learning to run. I suppose the truth is that I am learning to run without suffering a heart attack. Sounded like a silly idea when I read it, run a minute walk a minute run a minute walk a minute….next week run two minutes. No heart attack today although there was a hill that really wanted to see it happen.
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September 30, 2009 at 3:30 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: TV
So this is blogging, one more distraction from things that I should be doing but dont want to be doing 
Sharing profound thoughts or at least seeking reassurance that said thoughts have a place in the world.
Im thinking that this new TV season is not living up to the hype, no big suprise but still disappointing. When I look at how much of my hard earned cash goes to the cable company, and how much I shelled out for the HD flat screen, I want to be entertained.
I never found Jay Leno amusing enough to watch him when he was late night. For me he is just not funny but I think that crack about Kaynes mom went beyond being not funny and was actually mean. I was looking forward to the new Cortney Cox show. Watched the premier and could not find a reason crack a chuckle. On the other hand the not so hyped show headed up by Gena Elfman was an unexpected treat. Funny and some nice eye candy…Grant Show yummm. I would like to see the Scottish Cougar from Ugly Betty try being something other than a Scottish Cougar but it is something that she does well…The Jury is still out on The Good Wife.
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