Things I Hate

Just random peeves...

1) When my sock(s) slowly creep their way off my heal and toward the front of my foot. I hate it even more when I'm wearing long boots and can't fix the situation quickly.

2) That hardened semi-dried plug of moisturizer (soap, lotion, etc.) that prevents the moisturizer (soap, lotion, etc.) from coming out but then finally dislodges with a squelch, followed by more-than-you-needed-in-the-first-place moisturizer (soap, lotion, etc.).

3) When there are PLENTY of free double seats on the bus and the next passenger to board JUST HAS TO sit beside me.

4) When there are PLENTY of parking spots all over the place and someone JUST HAS TO park right beside me.

5) When some arse thinks his Nissan Pathfinder is small enough to fit into a parking spot specifically designed for a Smart Car (because it actually says "Smart Car" on the spot), so I, in the Smart Car, has to find a different spot specifically made for a vehicle the size of a Nissan Pathfinder. What...?

6) When the TV listings states that a specific show is on at that time on four different channels, but in fact something completely different is on all four of those channels (and I've been waiting all week to watch that show)

7) When I go to my bottle of red wine to pour myself a glass only to find it empty. Like who leaves an empty bottle of wine on the counter...? Oh me.

8) When I've just started to snuggle down in to an "almost-sleep-oh-so-cozy-sleep-is-almost-here" then I realize I have to pee and I have to get up out of my oh-so-cozy state.

9) Getting schooled by the little red squiggly lines that keep appearing under various words I type, that are telling me I've spelled the word wrong...and the fact that it takes me a while to figure out what's wrong with the word.

10) Bullies. Totally HATE them!

You wanna card me...right?

Tonight I was at the liquor store with my son to get wine for our Thanksgiving weekend. As we're standing in line my son reads out loud the sign about showing ID. "If you look 25 or younger, show your ID", or something like that. I explain what that means.

So I'm up, my turn to pay for my two bottles of wine.

Checkout guy is looking at my face.

"Hi", I say with a big smile because I'm trying to look young friendly.

Thinking in my head: C'mon, you know you wanna card me, just go ahead, ask for it....

Nothing.

I'm staring into his very soul with all my will, strength, and any other worldly power: Ask, PLEASE ask? Pretty please?

Nothing.

Thinking in my head very loudly: OH. COME. ON. I WANT YOU TO ASK SO THAT I CAN SHOW YOU MY DRIVERS LICENSE AND THEN FEEL ALL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF...

...and then outwardly gloat to the folks behind me in line that I am in fact well over the 19 years of age drinking age limit and I look DAMN good for my age...see aren't I pretty?...I know you're jealous.

Nothing.

Transaction completed and have a nice day.

Well thanks for nothing, old man. Way to bring me down to even lower depths of despair over fact that I'm nearing 30 39 (holy crap) 40 and I'm trying to hang on to my youth (sniff, sob, I'm getting old).

Status update: currently drowing my sorrows in some good wine.

About Me

I've started a blog now...does that make me a blogger? Well whatever, I'm going to write about random stuff when I feel like it. This is my second intro. I've edited the first because I thought it stank. So let's see if I can make my random little self a little more interesting.

This is me:

- Born in London, UK
- Proudly Canadian living in sun...a'hem, rainy Vancouver
- Mother of two boys
- Wife of one husband...LOL I'm qualifying the "one" like just in case I'm into polygamy
- Working mother 4 days a week
- Love camping
- Love reading
- LOVE TRAVELING
- Been on about 15 cruises and can't wait to go on 15 more
- Picky about the music I listen to - I do appreciate all kinds but I'm getting tired of listing to hip hop and dance (oh god I'm my mother)
- Found out a few months ago that the band A-ha has been together all this time only to have just split up at the beginning of Dec. 2010. Like WTF I LOVed A-ha why did I only find this out now?
- Staying 39 years young for as long as possible
- Can burp any guy under the table - yes for real
- Master baker of cookies

And most importantly (haha):

- Love shoes
- Love to dress nice
- Love shopping at Ross and TJ Max in the States when I'm there

HATE:

- Ironing
- Cleaning the bathroom
- That misty rain that makes you look stupid with an umbrella but totally wrecks your hair
- Idiot drivers

So as I sit here typing, and staring at Grouse Mountain dreading the fact that I'm going to have to get up the Grind within the next month, I'm looking forward to updating my blog with random stuff that I feel interested in. If you are interested in reading it, great. If not, well don't read it then.

Keep smiling :D