Snow. Ugh.

And yet, it keeps falling. Who did we piss off to make it snow like this? All I want is summer. I want pedicures and pretty toenails. I want tank tops. I want shaving my legs and armpits to mean something. I want to go outside without 15 minutes of coating, mittening, scarfing, hatting and booting. I want soft skin. I want to open all the windows of the house. I. Want. Summer.

On the weekend I was coming home on a 4-lane road from the grocery store and the snow was really starting to come down. I was slowly driving behind two plows driving staggered behind each other as they so often do. No problem since they were literally clearing the way for me. (Hey it is Karenworld after all).

Anyway, for reasons known only to God and those 2 plow drivers, they decided to do a 3 point turn in the middle of the road. I waited an intelligent distance behind the two trucks to let them do their thing. I notice coming up behind me on that slippery road, this fool in a Hummer (naturally) who was driving way too fast. He drove up to where I was waiting then swerved around me into the oncoming traffic. Thankfully no one was coming the other way. The trucks were now perpendicular to me and the road and Hummer idiot almost crashed into the blade of one of the plows. It was one of the scariest things I ever saw on the road. I even covered my eyes as it was happening. I thought for sure I'd be a witness to something nasty. Fortunately for him (yet unfortunately for natural selection) nothing happened but, man, it was close.

This is Canada, people. It snows here. Please drive accordingly. Don't tailgate me. Drive at the speed you'd like to crash at. Make no sudden moves. That's all I ask. And while I'm on a rant, Can you please brush off your car? Don't just get in, run the windshield wipers and drive off. Brush the snow off your hood, roof and taillights. Snow flies off and endangers not only others but yourself. The taillights because, I don't know, maybe I'd like to know you're about to stop? Call me crazy. And while you're at it, brush off your licence plate so I know who I'm reporting to the cops other than "the fool in the Passat reading the sports page at the traffic lights whose car looks like a rolling snowbank." Thanks.

kxx

Oops!

Blogging from work again so sorry gang, no links or photos. Isn't it enough that I'm risking my lifestyle to do this for you?

Let me just tell you about the thing that made me laugh the most and hardest this weekend. The gang and I were watching Star Wars Episode ummm... you know the one where Annikin turns into Darth Vader (I can never remember which episode is which since I'm old and saw them as they were released). Anyway, 2/3 of the way through, a desperate, crying Amidala is asking Obi Wan "What do we do now!?"

I find it interesting about how a sense of humour is developed. Is it from the environment or a personal mental development? It's absolutely fascinating to me. Because in the heat of the excitement of this tense movie moment, the room was silent except for Henry answering Amidala's heartfelt, impassioned question with "I dunno, get a juice box or sumpthin?"

kxx

I’m an oreo cookie

Or so said the kind Black girls in my high school. It was supposed to be a rude comment about the fact that I'm Black on the outside and White on the inside. Well you know what? I'm okay with that. It makes me uniquely positioned to be comfortable in both worlds. And seriously, I couldn't be happier with my white hubby and beige kids. Anyway because of this interesting personality trait, I love videos like Weird Al's White and Nerdy and these...

Those of you who know me know about my love for Archie Comics

It's one of those idiosyncrasies that make me the well rounded person you all know and love. Anywho, I've been buying and collecting the digest magazines since I was about 10 years old. I've really cut down on buying them lately but have amassed a collection of at least 1000 of the things. Ah, if only they were worth money. Not that I'd sell them or anything.

But to be honest I have a few that may be worth a couple of bucks. I have the first issue of Pals 'n' Gals. I have a superhero edition where the gang turns into Pureheart the Powerful (Archie), Captain Hero (Juggie), Superteen (Betty) and Evilheart (Reggie). I have issues so old that there's a duck character (Superduck) who actually beat up his son. Abuse has got to be worth something. I'll check on ebay.

Remember Little Archie? Those comics had Ambrose and Fangs Fogarty. Sometimes he'd solve crimes. The bad guys were Mad Dr. Doom and Chester. I even have an issue when the gang visited Canada. And what about Betty? Did you know she has an older brother and sister? Polly and Chick. Ummm... Moose's real name is Marmaduke. Jughead's? Forsythe. Did you know that yonks before Harry Potter, the first Hermione I ever heard of was Veronica's mother?

I still buy them if I'm left too long to wait at the grocery checkout. But I have to admit I hate the newer ones. I think they're trying to deflect homosexual rumours by making Jughead date girls from time to time. Yuck. If he's gay, he's gay. There's nothing wrong with that. Only, I prefer to think of him as having a love affair with food. I think I still buy them to see if Archie has finally made up his mind and chosen Betty. I mean really. Did Veronica ever really have a chance? She's rich, high maintanance and spoiled rotten. Betty is down-to-earth, willing to get dirty and knows how to fix Archie's jalopy. The perfect woman.

I'll just add to my collection and when I die I'll be that weird old lady with the attic full of yellowed comic books worth a fortune. That's fine. At least I'll leave a legacy to the kids. It's better than being the crazy cat lady.

kxx

So I’m sitting here at work...

And I realized haven't blogged today. Ooops! How can I abandon my peeps? Thank goodness I can blog from here.

This morning was odd because we're having yet another snow day because of the dump we had overnight. That's the second snow day for the kids in 3 days in case you're keeping score. Monday I stayed home as I was nursing a slight cold and, frankly, I wasn't too motivated. Today the snow was crazy but I got Scott to start the car and clear off the driveway before he went back to bed so I was able to fishtail my way to work only 30 minutes late. Kevin (my trainer) cancelled for today so I'll stay here an extra 30 minutes to make up for being late. Have I ever mentioned how much I love the flexibility of this job? Awesome. I heart Boomerang.

So anyway, here I am, data entrying away... well blogging actually but I'll be getting back to work as soon as I'm done here. Hope you have a pleasant snowy day today and I'll have an awesome blog tomorrow. I'm cooking it uop right now but I'll give you a tantalising hint... it has to do with Archie Comics. Yup. it'll be an instant Karenworld Klassic (don't you hate when people abuse the letter "K" like that?)

kxx

Love at first sight? Don’t believe the hype.

I don't believe in it. Don't get me wrong, I believe in love, and I believe that two people can fall in love very quickly... in a matter of hours, even, but at first sight? Without even speaking to each other? No way. Of course it's a romantic notion -- one that makes us all believe in magic but it's an illusion. Scott has told me many times that he fell in love with me the minute I walked into the bar. I think it's sweet and romantic but I don't believe him for a second. You can't just clap eyes on someone and instantly know you're going to marry them. It's asinine. I myself fell in love with Scott over the course of about 2 weeks. Much more realistic.

There has to be at least one conversation. You have to hear the sound of their voice. See the way they cut their food during dinner. The way they deal with inappropriate gas... I don't know. What I do know is that there's no way you could fall madly in love at first sight. Lust? Most definitely. Not love. I mean how many times have you gone off someone because they were wearing tragic shoes or made loud chewing sounds at dinner? If you were in love (at first sight or otherwise) that stupid stuff doesn't matter.

So grow up people. There is no "love at first sight". Now love-after-arduous-painstaking-periods-of-talking-meals-movies-and-a-prolonged-amount-of-hanging-out-phonecalls-and-maybe-a-little-sex... that I believe in. But it just doesn't have the same ring to it, does it?

kxx

What’s next? Famine? Frogs?

We got 20 cms of snow not 3 days ago and today the rain. The pouring,drenching rain. The schoolbuses are cancelled, the kids are home and so I'm off. The very first day back after my boss asked that I start working Mondays again. Oh well. The kids are enjoying their bonus off day by watching cartoons. I'll probably bake and do laundry. I'm not planning much, though. I may not even shower. I love days like this when you have a built-in excuse not to set foot outside. Zero guilt. I'm off to enjoy it. A demain tout le monde!

kxx