SPAM
It has two meanings:
canned mystery meat
junk mail received electronically
The thought I had that was random was..... do the makers of SPAM care that their product's name is being dragged through the mud? On a daily basis, on thousands maybe millions of computurs EVERYWHERE?
Nobody wants to get SPAM emails. In fact my virus protection software eliminates it for me automatically. Do they have permission to use the name that is surely copyrighted?
Then again, does anyone actually eat SPAM? I see the reason the name was chosen.... junk mail... .YUCK.... SPAM.... also YUCK.
But someone must buy it. It's still on the shelves. I saw it last time I was grocery shopping.
End random thought.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Our Story
About 13 and one half years ago..... June 1993 to be exact, I walked into Jay's apartment at the top of Inn. The hotel his parents owned in the booming metropolis of Asquith that is. And by hotel, I mean, um.... er.... BAR. You know the small town watering hole.
That was my first meeting of the man I would eventually marry. That night didn't go well. There was a few of us visiting and later when it ended up just the two of us on the couch......He pulled the yawn and stretch. You know, when the guy yawns, stretches his arms up and then ever so slyly puts one around the girl sitting next to him. HE had MOVES, let me tell you.
I shot out of there like a cannon.
Seriously. Did you just do that?
I figured I was on candid camera or something.
Didn't see him again that night. He was a little miffed at my reaction. Go figure!
Now that I know him, I wouldn't run:-)
Fast forward a few weeks and my friend and I wind up out in Asquith again. This time things go better....
He calls a few days later.
And we've been inseparable since.
We spent a good portion of every spare minute we had that summer together and the 13 years since too. At the time he was working at the local bottle exchage and me at Orange Julius. We were really career minded people at that time. I planned on continuing my education the following fall but after spending a year at university not really chasing a goal, I needed some time to figure it all out.
Turned out what I needed to do was meet Jay, fall in love and move south.
Very quickly we realized that this was something special. We had both had a long term relationship previously, well if you can call 8 months in Grade 12 long term.... and we could see the difference. I was about 3 months in that we were sitting by the river and we decided this was for good. We weren't going to run off and get married or anything but we were in it for life. First we needed to get a life.
So began the plans. We ended up heading south to the place the rhymes with the who ha on the female part of the human race. We got our degrees and finally got hitched in May 1999.
Oh yes, and the proposal. I can't forget to mention that. We had purchased a ring months before... Jay had to be convinced this was a good idea.. he doesn't handle change well, kinda part of his character... so I thought he was proposing New Year's Eve (we really love surprises). We planned to go to a movie the night before, December 30th, 1997. He arrived at my parents house and quickly disappeared into the garage where my Dad was working on a tractor.
Mom was immediately suspicious. He NEVER spent time with my Dad before that. I knew exactly what he was doing. So I played dumb with my Mom and finally.... an HOUR later.... he came into the house with permission for my hand in marriage (he's a nice old fashioned kind of guy!). Now, my Dad is not a scary guy but I still think it took lots of gumption on Jay's part to follow through.
Off we go to what I think is going to be a movie. Instead he claims he has to go drop off something for his Grandma at a friend's in Pike Lake. So he drives up to the beach and gets out.....
What are you doing, I ask. There are no houses here.
Shut up he says and follow me. Well okay he probably didn't say shut up but you get the picture.
He takes me to the beach.... remember this is December..... but this particular year we had a brown Christmas..... and written in the sand with a dozen roses lying beside it are the words,
"Kami, will you marry me?"
He got down on one knee and placed the ring on my finger while I was yelling Yes! Yes! Yes!
So the big surprise was that he asked me one day before I was expecting it! It was very cool that he wrote the question in the sand though, how often does that happen here in December? THAT I will always remember.
And on May 8th, 1999, the day after my 25th birthday, we were finally husband and wife. The day was amazing from start to finish. I wasn't nervous at all, just plain excited that my dream was finally coming true.
I remind him often that getting married was a GOOD idea!
He agrees! Right Honey?
That was my first meeting of the man I would eventually marry. That night didn't go well. There was a few of us visiting and later when it ended up just the two of us on the couch......He pulled the yawn and stretch. You know, when the guy yawns, stretches his arms up and then ever so slyly puts one around the girl sitting next to him. HE had MOVES, let me tell you.
I shot out of there like a cannon.
Seriously. Did you just do that?
I figured I was on candid camera or something.
Didn't see him again that night. He was a little miffed at my reaction. Go figure!
Now that I know him, I wouldn't run:-)
Fast forward a few weeks and my friend and I wind up out in Asquith again. This time things go better....
He calls a few days later.
And we've been inseparable since.
We spent a good portion of every spare minute we had that summer together and the 13 years since too. At the time he was working at the local bottle exchage and me at Orange Julius. We were really career minded people at that time. I planned on continuing my education the following fall but after spending a year at university not really chasing a goal, I needed some time to figure it all out.
Turned out what I needed to do was meet Jay, fall in love and move south.
Very quickly we realized that this was something special. We had both had a long term relationship previously, well if you can call 8 months in Grade 12 long term.... and we could see the difference. I was about 3 months in that we were sitting by the river and we decided this was for good. We weren't going to run off and get married or anything but we were in it for life. First we needed to get a life.
So began the plans. We ended up heading south to the place the rhymes with the who ha on the female part of the human race. We got our degrees and finally got hitched in May 1999.
Oh yes, and the proposal. I can't forget to mention that. We had purchased a ring months before... Jay had to be convinced this was a good idea.. he doesn't handle change well, kinda part of his character... so I thought he was proposing New Year's Eve (we really love surprises). We planned to go to a movie the night before, December 30th, 1997. He arrived at my parents house and quickly disappeared into the garage where my Dad was working on a tractor.
Mom was immediately suspicious. He NEVER spent time with my Dad before that. I knew exactly what he was doing. So I played dumb with my Mom and finally.... an HOUR later.... he came into the house with permission for my hand in marriage (he's a nice old fashioned kind of guy!). Now, my Dad is not a scary guy but I still think it took lots of gumption on Jay's part to follow through.
Off we go to what I think is going to be a movie. Instead he claims he has to go drop off something for his Grandma at a friend's in Pike Lake. So he drives up to the beach and gets out.....
What are you doing, I ask. There are no houses here.
Shut up he says and follow me. Well okay he probably didn't say shut up but you get the picture.
He takes me to the beach.... remember this is December..... but this particular year we had a brown Christmas..... and written in the sand with a dozen roses lying beside it are the words,
"Kami, will you marry me?"
He got down on one knee and placed the ring on my finger while I was yelling Yes! Yes! Yes!
So the big surprise was that he asked me one day before I was expecting it! It was very cool that he wrote the question in the sand though, how often does that happen here in December? THAT I will always remember.
And on May 8th, 1999, the day after my 25th birthday, we were finally husband and wife. The day was amazing from start to finish. I wasn't nervous at all, just plain excited that my dream was finally coming true.
I remind him often that getting married was a GOOD idea!
He agrees! Right Honey?
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Coffee, friend or foe
I believe I have mentioned my ever growing addiction to coffee a few times. Here's the question, should I or shouldn't I?
I started out having a cappuccino or latte a few times a week when I was out and about. Well at $5 a pop at the Starbucks of the world, that HAD to stop. So I found a great cappiccino mix at the grocery store. Good.... or is it? As a result the occasional afternoon coffee has escalated into a daily first thing in the morning ritual. And now that I bought some of the caramel syrup that the Starbuck's type places use.... WELL, YUM YUM. Goes oh so good with my other daily ritual, peanut butter and honey toast. I do have a sweet tooth, remember?
And when at my parents house the pot of regular coffee is always on, at least in the morning. So I indulge. Haven't quite gotten to the point of brewing it regularly at home..... Yet.
After spending this past weekend with them and having a few.... okay maybe more than a few cups of java my heart is doing some weird things. Yes, my heart. Not good. The last 2 nights that I have gotten on the elliptical trainer (my nightly ritual) the old ticker is ticking a little strangely.
So today, no coffee. Only tea.... with caramel syrup of course. Mmmmn it was good too so no loss.
The heart though needs to go visit the doctor and ensure that the ECG I recently had was normal...
Coffee is not an everyday indulgence for me. Chocolate on the other hand....Hence the nightly ritual of hitting the elliptical... gotta keep those arteries open!
I started out having a cappuccino or latte a few times a week when I was out and about. Well at $5 a pop at the Starbucks of the world, that HAD to stop. So I found a great cappiccino mix at the grocery store. Good.... or is it? As a result the occasional afternoon coffee has escalated into a daily first thing in the morning ritual. And now that I bought some of the caramel syrup that the Starbuck's type places use.... WELL, YUM YUM. Goes oh so good with my other daily ritual, peanut butter and honey toast. I do have a sweet tooth, remember?
And when at my parents house the pot of regular coffee is always on, at least in the morning. So I indulge. Haven't quite gotten to the point of brewing it regularly at home..... Yet.
After spending this past weekend with them and having a few.... okay maybe more than a few cups of java my heart is doing some weird things. Yes, my heart. Not good. The last 2 nights that I have gotten on the elliptical trainer (my nightly ritual) the old ticker is ticking a little strangely.
So today, no coffee. Only tea.... with caramel syrup of course. Mmmmn it was good too so no loss.
The heart though needs to go visit the doctor and ensure that the ECG I recently had was normal...
Coffee is not an everyday indulgence for me. Chocolate on the other hand....Hence the nightly ritual of hitting the elliptical... gotta keep those arteries open!
Friday, October 13, 2006
THINGS
Things I was reminded of today......
- it's almost impossible to find winter boots that easily go onto a toddler's feet
- there are MANY new parents who don't seem to know that the handle on the infant seat should be DOWN when driving around. It's right in the instructions.....there must be a reason why....I personally would rather no one found out the hard way what that reason was :)
- I don't like wind.....I KNOW, why then do I live HERE? Good question, it's a long answer, there are many other GOOD qualities. Let's just leave it at that.
- it's really hard to select the type of chocolate bars to buy for Halloween treats. So many, so little time. Oh right, they're for the kids not me......
Things I learned today.....
- DON'T buy a coke out of the fancy new machines. You know, the ones with the fancy coke bottle shaped opening that you retrieve your bottle AFTER it goes for a very bumpy ride down a shute to get there. Why you ask? You will get very wet, that's why. Oh and the carpet at Zeller's too, right by the kids rides. The ones you used to put a quater in but now it's loonies only. If only I had been on Candid Camera.... wait, no, that would have been embarassing.
- Value Village supports local charities. Yahoo! I can get rid of all the baby stuff under the stairs and in fact did drop lots off today...... Didn't know where to donate it since the local women's shelter stopped taking stuff. Until today I thought Value Village was a profit business - thanks Mom!
- Potty training will only get worse before it gets better.....Thankfully we are on the better end of things now!
- it's almost impossible to find winter boots that easily go onto a toddler's feet
- there are MANY new parents who don't seem to know that the handle on the infant seat should be DOWN when driving around. It's right in the instructions.....there must be a reason why....I personally would rather no one found out the hard way what that reason was :)
- I don't like wind.....I KNOW, why then do I live HERE? Good question, it's a long answer, there are many other GOOD qualities. Let's just leave it at that.
- it's really hard to select the type of chocolate bars to buy for Halloween treats. So many, so little time. Oh right, they're for the kids not me......
Things I learned today.....
- DON'T buy a coke out of the fancy new machines. You know, the ones with the fancy coke bottle shaped opening that you retrieve your bottle AFTER it goes for a very bumpy ride down a shute to get there. Why you ask? You will get very wet, that's why. Oh and the carpet at Zeller's too, right by the kids rides. The ones you used to put a quater in but now it's loonies only. If only I had been on Candid Camera.... wait, no, that would have been embarassing.
- Value Village supports local charities. Yahoo! I can get rid of all the baby stuff under the stairs and in fact did drop lots off today...... Didn't know where to donate it since the local women's shelter stopped taking stuff. Until today I thought Value Village was a profit business - thanks Mom!
- Potty training will only get worse before it gets better.....Thankfully we are on the better end of things now!
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