1-Get-Out-Of-MY-Yard

If you would like to add a new feline member to your family just let us know.

They are not ours but we have 5 cats to give away. Continue to read in order to select the one that is right for you! The vary in their skills from peeing under our deck, crying all night in your yard, and having a bad hair day.

1) Church - the creepiest of them all. Church will hide in the darkest corners of your yard and glare at you as though you have just invaded his/her space. Church is a lovely all grey cat that reminds me of the cat from Pet Cemetary. He/she is a definate asset for any upcoming Halloween parties. Church also likes to pee under your deck.

2) Bed Head - Bed head is new to our yard. A long haired tabby cat that is in serious need of a brush. Bed Head is not a bad cat, just in need of some serious TLC. If you are looking for a way to keep your family members and friends with allergies away then Bed Head is the cat for you.

3) Follow - Follow is also a new addition to our yard. If you can't sleep at night then Follow is the kitten for you. She/he will cry all night to try and tempt you to feed it or let it in. Follow is a guard cat as well as she likes to sit on the stoop at a house that is not home. Very playful and whines if this is what you are looking for Follow is yours.

4) Crash - Crash is stupid. Crash has no sense of property boundaries. I am sure he/she belongs next door but likes to use our yard as a personal toilet. Crash and I have had our differences over the past 11 months. After a starring contest Crash ran into our fence and flew 10 feet backwards. It was hilarious. If you are looking for pure amusement Crash is sure to provide.

5) Hunter - The window jumper. Hunter's favourite past time is to jump at the birds eating from the bird feeder on our window. Unlike the birds, Hunter is not fed or welcome on our deck. However, if hearing loud noises when you are home alone is something you enjoy then come pick up your dream cat.

Seriously, we have never fed any of these cats, the LM may have petted one, and they will NOT leave our yard. I have thrown coffee grounds at Crash and he/she still insists that our yard is heaven. If you are looking for a cat please call 1-get-out-of-my-yard to reserve yours.

Cresent Park!

As many of you know I have had the misfortune of growing up in Moose Jaw. Some people ask me why do you feel that way and others just give me a sympathetic glance when they hear where I grew up. For those that ask why?

1) The people there are not really that friendly.
2) As a teenager and young adult there was truthfully nothing to do there.
3) The people there still remember what did when you were 11 and hold it against you as an adult.
4) There is a large population of Canadian Rednecks. And the majority of the people that I had been around were in one way or another a racist, sexist, or classist. Mutlitculturalism does not exist in MJ. When I grew up there was two families that were not caucasian. Ironically enough a member of one of those families was my previous boss. There is a population of Canadian Asians however they kept to themselves for the most part as the rest of the community did not open their doors and minds to them.

Now maybe some of these things I am remembering from an inexperienced perspective. I don't think so. Whenever I return for a family visit I still feel the same way. I am always confused why my mother decided to keep us in Moose Jaw. She did not enjoy her time there and was happiest when away from there. These questions will never be answered but I do know that I will not be returning there for more than a two day trip. I have become a MJ tourist.

As I feel rather negative towards this place Drang and I were discussing the other day my fear of heights and his unease with gravity. It brought me back to the Nat (where Drang actually participated in swimming lessons) and how between the ages of 10 and 13 I would ride my bike downtown everyday to go for a swim. Sometimes with friends and sometimes without. It was during this conversation that I realized that the I am correct when I say the value of Moose Jaw is a three block radius. Cresent Park is amazing and peaceful. The swimming pool, the small river that runs through it, and the library. It was also here that I drank my first beer.

I do not like MJ but will give it credit for what it does have.

Off to K'town

Tomorrow I am off to K'town where my companies remote call centre is located. I am going there for the first time since that dreadful day a month ago. I am a little hesitant to walk in and stay there all day. I am mostly worried because I am the person who decided to let the employees supervisor go and am not positive I have gained their respect. I am looking forward to my pr appearance to ensure all is well in K'town and that their needs are being met as their employer.

I find this new worry of mine interesting as I am learning to counter balance that work has to be done and friends can not be made everyday in the workplace. A job needs to be done and if you are not doing that job no matter how much I appreciate your sense of humour if that job is not being done then discipline and direction are needed.

On a side note I had a couple of embarrassing moments today at work.

1) Oh my god! I say into the phone as the IT peron has just called me. J follows with what is wrong? Well, I had been rolling up my shirt and uncover a hideous bruise all along my forearm. I say to J, I have this huge bruise on my arm and I have NO idea where it came from. The other end of the phone is quiet for about 30 seconds and finally he asks: Do you need to go to a doctor? I apologized for my inappropriate reaction to his phone call and we returned to work. No, I do not have anything wrong with me. What I do have however is the inability to carry a can of paint properly.

2) I had about 45 minutes of feeling overwhelmed at work today so in order to regain focus and stay positive I decided to shut my office door and listen to some Dido. Sounds harmless right? Well my boss and I share paper as a well between our offices. About 10 minutes later a co worker looks into my office window and mouths are you singing? To my embarrassment I have to say Yes and then quickly apologize to him for having to listen to me sing "life is for rent". It only became extremely awkward when my boss walked into my office and gave me a grin as to say "You really can't sing and I heard you". I chuckled at him as sometimes words are not necessary.

Well, off to sleep soon as I have to leave for K'town bright and early.
Cheers!

Relaxing

It has been a couple of weeks since I have posted on my blog so I will try an update any of you that actually read this.

Work:
It has been going okay. I had a slight glimmer of hope that my old position would be fully filled by now however that hope has now vanished thanks to a boy name Brendon. Oh well, I will continue on focusing where most of my attention is needed.

Home:
It has been great having an extra day off this week! Catching up with Drang and the little monkey has been great. The big monkey is in MJ so not much time spent with her. The farmers market was great. The LM and I participated in the easter egg hunt. Her clue was "find a spinning wheel". We found it and then the lady at the stand says to me "Are you not going to look for the treat?" Oh there is a treat? So after a second we find a container filled with chocolate. I think to myself should I just return this clue so another child can enjoy this treat or just take it....well I decided that just because LM can't eat chocolate (violent vomit trips not welcomed) does not mean that I can't.

Weirdness:
Being the mother of a toddler and a teenager is definately weird at times. Any LM issues are typically ensuring that she makes it to the potty on time or that her toy is working how it should be. On the other hand BM has more grown up issues that we resolve and work with. This week she has experienced possibly the most traumatic experience she has had. A boy that she hung out with decided to end his life. This is not something I was prepared to deal and I am sure neither was she. BM is doing fine. I prefer the toy issues. Teenager are a different creature than the rest of us. Every day I remember how I was as a teenager and feel sorry for my mother and the hell I put her threw. If I had the chance I would love nothing more than to say I am sorry and that I understand a little better now. Patience however as a parent of a teenager is a skill that I continue to attempt mastering.

That is about all that has happened over the past little bit.