I’m having trouble getting into blogging this year

I just don't have anything interesting to share with you. Maybe I should start putting the onus (I said ONUS) on you to give me subjects and ideas. I just spent the last 1/2 hour checking out my old blogs for inspiration. Talk about trying to draw water from a dry well. So what do you all think I should write about? What have I been woefully ignoring? What have you been waiting with bated breath for me to write about? I will use every idea I get here within a week. Seriously. Hey I only get a few hits a day...

kxx

My new job starts today

Well not really new but it feels like it.

A lot of changes have been happening lately at the store and today I get to see what it's like. I haven't been to work all year. Okay, all 2008 but it still counts. In fact, I haven't been at work since the 14th December.

One of the biggest changes is that all my co-workers have moved to another building. They all have multiple cars for their families and can drive a little further to work. Myself, I can't guarantee that I can have the car on any given day and also have to rely on my bike and public transit so the building in Westboro is far more convenient for me. Convenient and new. New co-workers, new routine, maybe even new job duties. A bit scary, frankly. The upside is that I get a bunch of fresh new girls who haven't heard my tired old (and some say funny) stories and get to know a bunch of people who I'd only had a nodding aquaintance with before. I really hope I learn to love these new girls like I learned to love my former co-workers. They were so much fun. We howled with laughter all day. They made what can be a super boring data entry job more fun than it should have been. I'm a bit nervous. Wish me luck.

kxx

Good morning my pretties

Okay, everything is back to normal. The kids are back in school and here I sit blogging. Okay, it's not quite normal since I'm off work today and so is Scott but it's close enough. Wednesday for real (Scott's also home tomorrow so tomorrow doesn't count).

So Montreal went really well. The kids do a great job on the drive as long as they have 2 hours worth of junk food and they had their best manners with their Nana and Grandpa. Whew. The best part of the weekend? Seeing Uncle Mike (my baby bro) and making a kick-ass cheesecake that looked (and better yet tasted) just like one from the famous Dunn's. Heaven. The Mrs. Field's cookies I don't want to talk about. Worst part? Sleeping on the lumpy unpulled-out pullout couch Friday night because we were all just too tired to figure it out. That and the pimple I had on my chin felt like it was sizzling and popping so much that it actually woke me up a couple of times. There's nothing worse than dealing with both pimples and wrinkles. It's like stubbing your toe and barking your shin at the same time. It's unfairness on top of injustice.

Anyway, in all we had a nice time and now I'm back, baby. Hope you all have a happy Monday and it's not too traumatic for you. I'll (of course) be back tomorrow.

kxx

I’m such a poindexter

I just woke up from a highly pleasurable dream involving me snogging the co-host of Mythbusters. Did I mention he was completely nude? I watched the show last night (since I've never missed an episode) and I've had a crush on him for years. Yes, I'm well aware that he's not the least bit good-looking and a bit of a dork, frankly. But what can I say. I have a traitorous subconcious. The heart wants what it wants.

And talking about geeks, I was watching Trekkies 2 on the Space Channel over the weekend (yes, I'm aware of how that sounds) and decided to get a tattoo of a Starfleet comm-badge somewhere on myself (I'm also keenly aware of how that sounds). Ideally I'd put it where the comm-badge would be on a Next Generation uniform (over the left breast) but I'm already inked there. So the question remains... where? Ah yes, what's a nerd to do?

And in keeping with this anorak-like theme, here's a poem that Data wrote about his cat Spot in the episode "Schisms". Yes, I'm a dorkus and I'm proud.

Felix Catus is your taxonomic nomenclature,
An endothermic quadruped, carniverous by nature.
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your sub-vocal oscillations,
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your basic hedonistic predelection
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents:
You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance;
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.
Oh Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

kxx

One more holiday chore to complete

Only don't let my dad know I called a visit to Montreal a "chore". We're leaving tomorrow afternoon and I should be writing a list of things to bring with me. Instead I'm blogging. Gee, What a shock.

Yesterday I made the kids write what they were planning on bringing for our 2 night excursion. Their motto? Who needs clothes? Besides toys, Audrey's list includes "deodorint" and a book, Elliott's has two books and Henry's has Wayne. I guess I have to pick up the slack here. As usual. I guess that's a mother's job.

Now stop pestering me, I've got a road trip to plan.

kxx

Morning peeps!

This is the first morning since the holiday started that I'm feeling back to normal. There's no more junky food left in the house, the tree is down (my decision, not it's) and Scott's at work. I'm reminded of the days when I used to be a stay-at-home mum. Next week I go back to work, the kids go back to school, and all the pieces will fall back into place. Can't wait.

I've done a bit of cleaning and have a load of laundry on. I'll probably bake something later on. Yes, I'm aware of the "junky food" comment made above but I'm a creature of many moods and I bake when I'm at loose ends. Sue me. Wow, look at this. Another stellar blog from yours truly. I'm going to watch Ellen.

kxx

HAPPY 2008!

I've got a question about passion. Does someone get passionate about something before they even try it or do you have to do the activity before you become passionate about it? Okay that makes little sense. I'll give you an example.

Elliott likes hockey. He plays technically well but without any passion (or so Scott tells me). Maybe he's just playing to make his father happy. Scott is hockey mad. He often comes home from Elliott's practices saying that Elliott's been "dogging it". I wonder if he just needs to find something he's passionate about. Scott says that if he plays often enough and tries to get better, that he'll get passionate about hockey. Does passion work that way? To me, especially now that he's 11 and knows his own mind and desires, he'll tell us what he wants to try and will really be passionate about what he chooses.

Maybe I'm just worried that he'll never find his passion. Like me.

kxx