Yesterday was sunny and warm and having looked at the weather forecast I knew it wasn't going to last. So I grabbed my book and headed to park down the street where I lay in the grass and enjoyed the smells, sights and sounds of the approaching summer.
Suddenly a young boy plopped his backpack and self down next to me, and began asking me a number of questions, along the lines of what are you reading, isn't it boring, like the weather?
Then just as suddenly he jumps up and leaves.
As he's running away I hear him call to his buddies it was the easiest $2 he ever made!
I am now apparently the lady little boys bet their friends to go up and talk to. How crazy is that!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
Like Sands Through the Hour Glass...
I often like to think of my life as a soap, and lately it really has been. It has everything necessary to make for a good soap....well maybe not a real soap, I'm not planning any murders nor am I pregnant with a baby with a less then certain paternity.
I have however amped up the boy drama, purchased a new car, only to loose my job 4 days later, and now must make the touch decision of whether to move home and get a new serving job, or stay in the city and get a new serving job. Or maybe just maybe, I'll get the job I just interviewed for yesterday and the decision will be made for me. Option number 3 is obviously my first choice... but I just can't figure out whether one or two would be better. Seeing as the idea of starting a new serving job makes my skin crawl...but I gots bills. Got to pay for my shiny new car!
Speaking of which. I am now the proud owner of a Brand-new-to-me 2000 Honda Civic Ex. But the important part is that it's Green and shiny and it doesn't leak gas, or oil and it tells me how fast I'm going...what a novel idea! It also came with nifty little device that allows me to lock and unlock the doors with the push of a button!
As for the boy drama. I'm down to one boy. Mr. Fashion has been given the boot, or well I think he just kind of got the hint. So it's just me and Mr. Muskoka now. And I have to say I'm starting to freak out.
I definitely do not want to be tied down, and well boyfriends do that. The job interview I went on was in Windsor, which is about 3 hours from where I live here, and consequently about 6 from Muskoka. He wasn't all to happy to hear that I may be moving that far away.
I have now complicated things by sleeping with him. I feel like such a guy. I want something kind of light and casual, but not promiscuous. I have enough on my mind worrying just about me, let alone adding someone else to the mix. But now I have. I'm worried he may be falling for me. At this moment I'm not falling for him...but it doesn't mean I won't but that possibility exists. Or maybe I'm totally overreacting. Believe me it wouldn't be the first time.
I have however amped up the boy drama, purchased a new car, only to loose my job 4 days later, and now must make the touch decision of whether to move home and get a new serving job, or stay in the city and get a new serving job. Or maybe just maybe, I'll get the job I just interviewed for yesterday and the decision will be made for me. Option number 3 is obviously my first choice... but I just can't figure out whether one or two would be better. Seeing as the idea of starting a new serving job makes my skin crawl...but I gots bills. Got to pay for my shiny new car!
Speaking of which. I am now the proud owner of a Brand-new-to-me 2000 Honda Civic Ex. But the important part is that it's Green and shiny and it doesn't leak gas, or oil and it tells me how fast I'm going...what a novel idea! It also came with nifty little device that allows me to lock and unlock the doors with the push of a button!
As for the boy drama. I'm down to one boy. Mr. Fashion has been given the boot, or well I think he just kind of got the hint. So it's just me and Mr. Muskoka now. And I have to say I'm starting to freak out.
I definitely do not want to be tied down, and well boyfriends do that. The job interview I went on was in Windsor, which is about 3 hours from where I live here, and consequently about 6 from Muskoka. He wasn't all to happy to hear that I may be moving that far away.
I have now complicated things by sleeping with him. I feel like such a guy. I want something kind of light and casual, but not promiscuous. I have enough on my mind worrying just about me, let alone adding someone else to the mix. But now I have. I'm worried he may be falling for me. At this moment I'm not falling for him...but it doesn't mean I won't but that possibility exists. Or maybe I'm totally overreacting. Believe me it wouldn't be the first time.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Ranting and Raving
Went grocery shopping today. I hate grocery shopping. It seems and odd thing to hate doesn't it. Not one of those more often hated household chores like laundry, or dishes or cleaning the bathroom (none of which by the way to I really like either).
I used to like grocery shopping. I'd always by myself some kind of little treat, cookies, or fancy cheese. And lets face it. I love to eat therefore the place where I buy the food that allows me to eat delicious meals well c'mon, should be a fun place to go. Not anymore.
I think this is due to my status as a single woman living alone (the living alone thing more so then the single thing). Add this to the fact that my refrigeration unit is about 1.5' x 3'. and the teeny tiny freezer inside this "fridge" is literally about 4" x 8", well I can't freeze much more then 4 chicken breasts at a time.
So storage is clearly a problem...
But then one would think that I could just buy less, and therefore storage would not be such a problem.
Yes, one would think.
Clearly the grocery store folks are thinking of families more so then single women. You can't buy small portions of much. I can't eat carrots, celery or lettuce fast enough. I end up throwing out at least half. And today I got so angry in the dairy isle trying to buy eggs. A dozen eggs is a lot of eggs, for just one girl, so I try to buy them by the half dozen or 8. However today I bought the dozen because for God knows why the half dozen eggs were only $0.30 cheaper then the dozen.
How does that make any sense at all?
Oh and! Since I'm going home for the weekend I only bought the essentials, as in, milk, bread, margarine, eggs, and tomatoes and I got 4 plastic bags. That's right 4 bags for 5 items. Usually I bring my own bags, being environmentally inclined. Bah!
So now I have a dozen eggs...I guess I'll have to have someone over for breakfast, now where will I ever find a breakfast partner?
On a happier note. I also went to Zellers and got lots of 1/2 price Easter chocolate....so much that now my tummy hurts a little, so maybe not that much of a happier note. Gonna get some tea...tea always helps.
I used to like grocery shopping. I'd always by myself some kind of little treat, cookies, or fancy cheese. And lets face it. I love to eat therefore the place where I buy the food that allows me to eat delicious meals well c'mon, should be a fun place to go. Not anymore.
I think this is due to my status as a single woman living alone (the living alone thing more so then the single thing). Add this to the fact that my refrigeration unit is about 1.5' x 3'. and the teeny tiny freezer inside this "fridge" is literally about 4" x 8", well I can't freeze much more then 4 chicken breasts at a time.
So storage is clearly a problem...
But then one would think that I could just buy less, and therefore storage would not be such a problem.
Yes, one would think.
Clearly the grocery store folks are thinking of families more so then single women. You can't buy small portions of much. I can't eat carrots, celery or lettuce fast enough. I end up throwing out at least half. And today I got so angry in the dairy isle trying to buy eggs. A dozen eggs is a lot of eggs, for just one girl, so I try to buy them by the half dozen or 8. However today I bought the dozen because for God knows why the half dozen eggs were only $0.30 cheaper then the dozen.
How does that make any sense at all?
Oh and! Since I'm going home for the weekend I only bought the essentials, as in, milk, bread, margarine, eggs, and tomatoes and I got 4 plastic bags. That's right 4 bags for 5 items. Usually I bring my own bags, being environmentally inclined. Bah!
So now I have a dozen eggs...I guess I'll have to have someone over for breakfast, now where will I ever find a breakfast partner?
On a happier note. I also went to Zellers and got lots of 1/2 price Easter chocolate....so much that now my tummy hurts a little, so maybe not that much of a happier note. Gonna get some tea...tea always helps.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
The P Word
I got the P word again last night.
What P word you ask?
Perfect.
As in You're "Perfect."
One might think that a girl would like to hear that. But one would be wrong. I've heard this before and let me tell you "Perfect" is hard to live up and definitely not me. Especially not when I'm not entirely sure that I want a relationship, or as my one male friend stated, stringing along two guys. (Which by the way I take a little exception to, I'm not stringing anyone along...no one has said anything about exclusivity!)
But as of last night Mr. Muskoka called me "perfect".
Uh Oh, is this the line that isn't supposed to be crossed when dating more then one person?Granted, Mr. Muskoka is pulling into the lead. I haven't seen Mr. Fashion in 2 weeks, although we did talk this week, and plan to hook up next week sometime.
Ahh the trials and tribulations of real life dating.
What am I talking about....this is fun! Except for the "perfect" part...something is going to have to be done about that.
What P word you ask?
Perfect.
As in You're "Perfect."
One might think that a girl would like to hear that. But one would be wrong. I've heard this before and let me tell you "Perfect" is hard to live up and definitely not me. Especially not when I'm not entirely sure that I want a relationship, or as my one male friend stated, stringing along two guys. (Which by the way I take a little exception to, I'm not stringing anyone along...no one has said anything about exclusivity!)
But as of last night Mr. Muskoka called me "perfect".
Uh Oh, is this the line that isn't supposed to be crossed when dating more then one person?Granted, Mr. Muskoka is pulling into the lead. I haven't seen Mr. Fashion in 2 weeks, although we did talk this week, and plan to hook up next week sometime.
Ahh the trials and tribulations of real life dating.
What am I talking about....this is fun! Except for the "perfect" part...something is going to have to be done about that.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
One more thing!
How could I have possibly forgotten!
One more slip. I was at the dentist last week where we discussed how to straighten my front tooth that has turned as I haven't been wearing my retainer. Apparently yes you do need to wear them FOREVER in order to ensure the results of the braces I wore at 12.
So my Mom thought that this new type of retainer would be move my teeth around. But no, apparently not. The Dr. believes the only way to straighten it out, will be with a second round of braces....that's right Braces again, at 25!
Oh My God!
As it is no one believes that I'm 25, apparently I look more like 20 to 21. Which really I'm Okay with, however, with braces....average age of 18? That's really going to put a damper on the love life.
And speaking of Love Life, back when I was 12 I didn't have to worry about kissing or lets say other delicate parts that may come in contact with my mouth full of metal.
hmmm.
At least Mr. Muskoka said he'd still kiss me even if I had braces. *sigh*
One more slip. I was at the dentist last week where we discussed how to straighten my front tooth that has turned as I haven't been wearing my retainer. Apparently yes you do need to wear them FOREVER in order to ensure the results of the braces I wore at 12.
So my Mom thought that this new type of retainer would be move my teeth around. But no, apparently not. The Dr. believes the only way to straighten it out, will be with a second round of braces....that's right Braces again, at 25!
Oh My God!
As it is no one believes that I'm 25, apparently I look more like 20 to 21. Which really I'm Okay with, however, with braces....average age of 18? That's really going to put a damper on the love life.
And speaking of Love Life, back when I was 12 I didn't have to worry about kissing or lets say other delicate parts that may come in contact with my mouth full of metal.
hmmm.
At least Mr. Muskoka said he'd still kiss me even if I had braces. *sigh*
and the upswing hits a wall...
My last few weeks have been amazing. Dating two boys, getting job interview, and I bought a car! That's right! I am the proud owner of a Brand-New-To-Me 2000 Honda Civic EX. Its a beautiful Emerald Green colour. And I get to take her home Saturday! I'll shed a tear for the Neon, but well there was a reason that I needed to buy a new car. And I know me and the Civic are going to have many more good times.
I was also able to finance the whole thing all on my own. My loving parents were going to co-sign if I'd needed, but me and $7 and hour job pulled through, I am so grown up!
And then the wall.
Today I get a call from S. And oh I don't need to go to work tomorrow afternoon, because the restaurant has gone into receivership and the doors have been locked.
That's right I buy a new car on Friday and then on Tuesday I loose my job.
You know when you want a hug and to snuggle up so you can feel better. Well that's the downside of just dating two guys at the same time....I don't yet have the please-come-over-right-away-and-make-me-feel-better-with-a-glass-of-wine-and-a-head-rub privileges of a real full-time girlfriend.
So instead I kicked some ass on the soccer pitch.
This maybe temporary. The restaurant may be bought tomorrow, or Thursday, or next week. And in that case, all will be well. However, if it takes longer, the bills will be starting to gather. I'm not saying I'm destitute..I've always been a saver. But seriously, the last thing I want to be doing is looking for a new serving job....bah!
So as always the tough questions, find a new job and stay in the city? Go home for the summer, and work up there? Will there be a home up there, (house is listed, and had first walk through last week)?
Ultimately the best option would be to get a real job! So world! Real my resume, have me in for an interview and then HIRE ME!!!
I was also able to finance the whole thing all on my own. My loving parents were going to co-sign if I'd needed, but me and $7 and hour job pulled through, I am so grown up!
And then the wall.
Today I get a call from S. And oh I don't need to go to work tomorrow afternoon, because the restaurant has gone into receivership and the doors have been locked.
That's right I buy a new car on Friday and then on Tuesday I loose my job.
You know when you want a hug and to snuggle up so you can feel better. Well that's the downside of just dating two guys at the same time....I don't yet have the please-come-over-right-away-and-make-me-feel-better-with-a-glass-of-wine-and-a-head-rub privileges of a real full-time girlfriend.
So instead I kicked some ass on the soccer pitch.
This maybe temporary. The restaurant may be bought tomorrow, or Thursday, or next week. And in that case, all will be well. However, if it takes longer, the bills will be starting to gather. I'm not saying I'm destitute..I've always been a saver. But seriously, the last thing I want to be doing is looking for a new serving job....bah!
So as always the tough questions, find a new job and stay in the city? Go home for the summer, and work up there? Will there be a home up there, (house is listed, and had first walk through last week)?
Ultimately the best option would be to get a real job! So world! Real my resume, have me in for an interview and then HIRE ME!!!
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