Day 173 - 192 Days to Go

Weekend's over!!!! Son was playing in the All Star Game so picked up my niece Jane and we headed over to the Dome. The parking lot was packed and the Dome reflected all those cars. Jane and I went and watched some friends of hers play first and then waited for the son's team. Bill met us there and we made our way up to the top of the stands. There was some great soccer played. I thought Braden (from the same team as the son) had an amazing game. Black team won but the son was on the white team. Thanks for coming out to watch the game Shaunan and son and showing your support. Also thanks for taking my son to fitness. I understand he owes you some money!!!!!!!
I dropped Jane off at her house and popped home for a quick nap. Then we picked up the son from fitness and headed out for a family (minus 1) supper. The son picked Nick's and the food and service was great as usual.
We decided, and when I say we, I mean me, decided a family grocery shopping trip was long over due. Ok, we needed groceries for the week, we were all in the car, the timing was just right. Now I'm pretty good when I have the $25.00 off coupon for Superstore. You know the one; you spend 250.00 get 25.00 off. Well the goal is to get as close as possible to 250.00 so the savings is greater. Usually I'm about 10.00 - 15.00 over when I go by myself. Well, it paid to take the husband. He did the calculations and as nerdy as this sounds, $251.36 was the final number.........That feeling is almost better than................chocolate!!!!!! Hmmm, now tomorrow I'm going to have to do something with those groceries.
Got everything put away and sat down to watch the Grammy's. There are some talented people. It's not quite over and I don't want to ruin it (yet) for those who may have taped it.

Joke: Whats the difference between a guitar and a tuna fish??
You can tune a guitar but you can't tuna fish ..

BODY: Actually got some good stretching in today. While I was driving, I sneezed and turned my neck at the same time; not a good combination. I guess that was a hint for me to get more stretching in!!!! Some times stretching can be the best form of exercise!

MIND: "Music's the medicine of the mind." ~John A. Logan
Just try watching and listening to the Grammys and not feeling better!!!!

Good night
Stacey

Day 172 - 193 Days to Go

What a relaxing Saturday. The last Saturday of January. Where did the month go?
When is groundhog day? I sure would like to know when spring is coming!
Got a few things accomplished today. The furnace room is less a few binders. Thanks Rose!!! The laundry room is a little fuller - thanks son for bringing all your dirtly laundry. One question though, if you brought me all your dirty laundry, why is your bedroom floor still covered in clothes????? So I'm going to start laundry tonight and when I am finished tomorrow, anything that wasn't in the laundry room will have to wait until next week!!!!!!!!!!!!! (That's the plan and I'm going to do my best to stick to it.)
Worked a little bit on my story. I had the son read some of it. He wasn't impressed. Said it was too factual. He has offered to edit it when I'm finished. Could be the next mother, son writing team. (Caroline Todd and Charles Todd: - A Matter of Justice)(Anne Rice and Christopher Rice) , just to name a couple .
Spent a good part of the morning getting my meal menu planned for the upcoming week. Not something I've done lately, but I have a very busy week and it seemed the best thing to do. So with a meal menu comes a grocery list. I'm going to drag the son and husband along Sunday night to do the shopping. Hopefully with them along I can stick to the list!!!!!!!
Tonight for supper was clean out the fridge night. Grabbed some perogies from the freezer along with some frozen baby back ribs. The son grabbed some frozen hamburger and vegetables and made a stir fry. Didn't really turn out to look like a stir fry, but tasted good. So instead we grabbed some taco shells and that's where the stir fry ended up. I left the son cooking while I quickly ran downstairs. Barely got into my office when the smoke alarm went off, which means the dog went off too. Apparently the son opened the oven door to check out the ribs and although they weren't burning, the sauce was "smokin". Ran upstairs and Bill had the doors open and was "vaccuming the air". It must have helped because the alarm stopped shortly after that. So then of course the alarm company calls, but when Bill picked up the phone it cut out. He was waiting for them to call back, but I encouraged him to call them back(I've played this card before) and ensure them it was a false alarm. So he did reluctantly. Got everything on the table and the doorbell rings. I knew who it was before I answered the door (and I hadn't combed my hair all day) Yup, it was the firemen. I explained that it was a false alarm and we had contacted the alarm company. They received the cancellation call, and cancelled all other trucks, but because they were already dispatched, they had to come out. Note to self. Be sure to call the alarm company asap and cancel before they dispatch the fire department. Oh wait, that's what I usually do................................................... It didn't help that when the nice young fireman called Maya cute, she tried to take a nip out of his gloves........
Enough excitement for one day, or even one weekend.
Watched a movie on TV "A Few Good Men." Now I'm pretty sure I've seen that movie 5 or 6 times, but I love it. It reminds me of why I fell in love with Tom Cruise...... and why I'm scared of Jack Nicholson. "I can't handle the truth."

Joke: Q: What word begins with the letter "F" and ends in "UCK"?




A: FIRETRUCK.

BODY: I'd like to think I got in 10,000 steps today. Unfortunately my pedometer fell off sometime around noon and I never found it again until after supper. But just in case it didn't, I think sleeping in until 10:00ish was just perfect for my body today.

MIND: "Sing out loud in the car even, or especially, if it embarrasses your children." ~Marilyn Penland. Something I like to live by.

Good night
Stacey

Day 171 - 194 Days to Go

If there was ever a cute couple, it would have to be Kelly Ripa and Mark Consueloze.(sp) They appear to have the greatest chemistry. I hope the tabloids don't start trying to stir up stuff between them.
Anyway, back to reality. Got a few things done this morning. I'm back in that darn furnace room trying to make room. Organized the DVD's in the shelf; temporarily I hope. I would like to get one of those high stands that swivels (swirls) and holds maybe up to 100 DVDs. Then I would bring them out into the family room. Right now, they would be messy and all over the place if I did that. But as I organized them (alphabetically I might add) I realized there were a couple I would like to watch again. So this weekend in my catch up movie weekend. Plus I never got a chance to watch my "White Christmas" movie over the holidays. So I'm behind by two movies (one a month and maybe a review on the blog?)
I think I spent a better part of the morning trying to make the son realize I didn't have time to just plop myself down in the middle of the day/morning to watch Lost. (as tempting as it was) We would continue the Lostfest in the evening.
Worked this afternoon and then stopped at Co-op for some pizza for supper. Bill didn't want a big supper and the son wanted pizza!!!! It did hit the spot.
Finished reorganized some boxes in the furnace room. Anyone need binders? There must be an organization that takes used binders. They are in great shape and I just can't throw them out. Can you imagine all the companies that go out and buy new binders for every course they offer. People take the course, get the binder. After a couple of years, get rid of the notes and you have millions of unused binders. Hmmm, this sounds like a business or at least a volunteer type job to find binders for those who can't afford them!!!!!

So sat down with the son to watch more episodes of LOST. I must admit, having them on DVD and being able to skip commericals and continue at our own pace is a luxury. Tonight episode was when half the group moved into the middle of the jungle where there are caves and fresh water. I thought this would be where Jack and Kate finally kiss - but they didn't. I love seeing the flash backs and finding out everyone's story. Tonight we got a glimpse of Charlie - the rock star!!!!

JOKE: A man at the airline counter tells the rep. “I’d like this bag to go to Berlin, this one to California, and this one to London.The rep says, “I’m sorry sir. We can’t do that.”The man replied: Nonsense. That is what you did last time I flew with you.

BODY: Got the 10,000 steps in again today. I'm on a roll. Also did the stairs at Bow Valley. I wasn't huffing as much once I hit the 5th floor.

MIND: "The measure of life is not its duration, but its donation." - Peter Marshall

Goodnight (and before midnight tonight)
Stacey

Day 170 - 195 Days to Go

I thought I was done with poopy diapers!!!!! Stuff happens at work.

Busy morning, but busy for all the wrong reasons.

Picked up the son from a friends house and drove him to school. Of course the plans were changed from the original plan. So I waited around for what I thought would be 30 minutes, but turned out to be 10 minutes. That was a nice surprise. So brought the son home. Had a bite to eat, cleaned up the kitchen, and checked my emails. To my surprise was an email from Bill. He was going to a dinner meeting. Oh shucks, I won't have to make a big meal!!!!!. I had soup (I could live on soup) and the son had the leftover quiche!!!!! Made for an easy afternoon.
Then tonight was soccer practice. I took a few things to do while I waited. Finished my valentines for the students in the pre-school. Then I worked on my story of my mother-in-law. Before I knew it, the boys were coming from their practice. Time goes by fast when you can get something accomplished.

Tonight I let the son talk me into watching more episodes of LOST. I believe we are now finished disk 5 of the first season. I think he's getting annoyed at all my questions. But I must admit, the son is good, I try to trick him into telling me what is happening next. So far, he hasn't fallen for it.

JOKE: Heard the cutest joke on the radio tonight. It was on some religious program that I just happen to come across. These students at a school were lining up to get their food at the cafeteria. At the start of the line, there was this large basket filled with large, red, shiney apples. In the basket, was also a note that was placed in the basket by the staff of the cafeteria. It read "Please take only one apple. Remember God is watching. So the students took an apple and moved on down the line in the cafeteria. At the end of the cafeteria line was another large basket. This one was filled with broken cookies. It too had a sign. This one was scribbled, and almost looked like it was written by a student in protest to the other sign. It read, free for the taking, as many cookies as you want. Do worry, God's watching the apples.

BODY: Got in the 10,000 steps today.

MIND:
“If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas.”-- Groge Bernard Shaw

Just thought the quote should be apple related.

Good night
STacey

Day 169 - 196 Days to Go

My weird number fetish is at it again. Check out the numbers 169 - 196. Numerology - it must mean something.

I had a difficult time getting out of bed this morning. No energy again. I really need to start watching what I eat----ahh the healthy body thing. Maybe too many diet pepsi's. Hmmmm. Withdraw symptoms maybe. Note to self.

Worked at the Hamptons School at noon. Two hours goes by very fast. Popped into Costco afterwards and picked up some photos. There was a coupon for 4 free 8x10's. Got some nice family photo's to put on my picture wall.

Came home made the quiche for supper and started working on Valentines. I love making valentines for the school kids.

The son headed out for a family dinner with his other family. He wasn't sure he should miss tech, but he's still healing that stressed hip-flexer, so the timing was good. Guess I'll see him in the morning.

Sometimes, it sucks to be so reliable. Just got invited to the Bahamas (with S) Would have to ask for two days off from the pre-school. I can handle that because I could work the following week on a Monday, Wednesday for the other lady. But then I realized it's also the week I was asked to sub for a lady at the Hamptons School. K, I know everything happens for a reason - would like to know asap what the reason was behind this conflict.. Maybe I'll buy a lotto ticket that week. Anyways, that for the offer S; the drink tab probably would have put me way over budget for the next two years though.



BODY: 10,000 steps in and recorded



MIND:
“The only lifelong, reliable motivations are those that come from within, and one of the strongest of those is the joy and pride that grow from knowing that you've just done something as well as you can do it.”- Lloyd Dobens


Early good night!!!!
Mrs. George Clooney (did I say that out loud)

Day 168 - 197 Days to Go

How do you spell my day--- G-R-O-U-C-H-Y.... Why - I have no idea. Wait, that's not true. I'm tired, PMS'ing, tired, headache, tired, bloaty, tired. And did I mention tired. There are just not enough hours in a day and apparently a night.
Went to work this morning. The son is off still this week, so I didn't have to drive him. Good thing because he and a friend stayed up until 4 in the morning playing video games. I didn't hear them, so I can't blame them for being tired. Had a good morning at work. There is one little boy who I think has some sensory issues, and he does not like to be touched. Plus he is very independant so he doesn't like help, unless he asks for it. He is going to be my challenge this year - but I love it.
So came home, had a quick bite and got ready to go for a movie. Of course this all before the son and his friends tried to scare the crap out of me. I walked into the house and the son calls me over to check if his noodles are done. I should have clued in then, because he doesn't like me making his macaroni at all. So then he asks if I'll get the crackers out of the pantry. That should have been my other clue, because nobody puts crackers in their macaroni. I open the door and the two friends yell boo. I think I swore, but can't remember. I did shut the door and lean on it for a while. Not sure who was being punished then. AFter all, they were in my pantry with my food!!!!!! So they got me!.
Then I met S-H-A-U-N-A-N at the movie theatre. Now if you haven't seen the movie "up In the Air and you plan on it, you may want to stop reading the blog about now. We get to the theatre and I have a pass for two free movies, popcorn and two drinks. Turns out Tuesday afternoons moview are only 6.99 so the attendant suggested we save our passes for when it's full price. Ok. So then I figured I'd being paying an arm and a leg for popcorn and a drink. Not sure. AGain on Tuesdays there are deals. So for 7.99, we got a large popcorn, medium drink and a kit kat. So my free afternoon at the movies wasn't free, but it was a lot cheaper than normal. The theatre had maybe 6 of us in it. Actually 6 1/2 if you include the baby. And she did rasberries through out the movie. Somehow she knew the exact time to do them. She was a happy baby. So the movie was good - not great - but good. George Clooney was great - not good - but great. He is handsome, but he also has this "thing" about his personality that just makes you like him. I didn't care for the ending, because his romance was going so good, I wanted them to end up together. That would have been the best ending. But we never find out how he ends up spending the next years of his life.. Did he change, hmmmmm. I guess because it's George, he can turn out anyway he wants, and he'd still be "dreamy." Jason Bateman doesn't make a good boss. Maybe because I still remember him from the Valerie show. The actress that plays Rose from Three 1/2 Men was a sister to George. She makes a better crazy person, than a helpless bride. K, that's my review. Overall, the afternoon was very nice. But boy did I need anp when I got home. First, the son had to be driven to soccer. So then I came home and napped. Bill picked up the son from soccer, said he didn't need supper so I was able to relax for the rest of the night. (I was so tired, I didn't make it to Line Dancing tonight)
Watched my Oprah show taped from Monday. It was with Rosie O'Donnell. Now I know there are a lot of people who don't like her. But I still do. She reminds me of me in alot of ways. Doesn't think before she talks.... Then as promised the son and I watched another episode of Lost. Ok, I might be getting into this. Maybe another episode in the morning before I work at lunchroom at the local school.

Off to bed, because despite my two hour nap, I'm still tired.

BODY: Napping is about the best thing I have done for my body today. Didn't wear the pedometer, but usually work days I have over 10,000 steps.

MIND: Louise Hay "I prosper wherever I turn." Today was a good example. I didn't realize how inexpensive movies on Tuesdays were. Plus Shaunan bought me some new gravy to try!!!!!!

Good Night
Stacey

Day 167 - 198 Days to Go

Mondays can sure be busy. Despite needing to leave the house by 2:00, I managed to get a lot done around the house before then.
Of couse then it was soccer, soccer, eat, soccer.
Had time to sit for a tea with S-H-A-U-N-A-N while the boys were in fitness. That was about the only time I relaxed today. I did try to grab a nap between MVP and APEX. But it was darn cold in the car, and I only had a blanket. I used to carry a sleeping bag in the car when we did horse shows. I guess I might have to bring one of those back into the car until outdoor season starts. Oh wait, I remember out door season soccer. I may still need a sleeping bag.

Worked a little bit on my story today. If I can do at least 1/2 of that each day,......

BODY: 15,300 steps. Good Job Stacey

MIND: Louise Hay "Today I practice forgiveness, and I learn to treasure myself."

Good night
Stacey

Day 166 - 199 Days to Go

If my calculations are correct (and remember my math skills are not my strongest asset), my day and days to go, should be almost equal in about 17 or 18 days. How weird is that. I probably excited because it deals with my number fetish (talked about that awhile ago) So 182 and 183, then 183 and 182 will be the days I start my road to finishing the blog. I guess that gives me awhile to think about what to do next.
I took the laptop with me to soccer today. Thought I would look professional and work on my story. I think I have a title "The Law of All Mothers" It's a story of my mother-in-law and her last journey. Not sure how long it will take, but I've started. Anyway, took the laptop, but there is so much "junk" on there, I couldn't get it up and running. Everytime I tried, it would crash, lock up, whatever the computer lingo is for it. What a waste. The only consolation, was I got to visit with S-h-a-u-n-a-n. I had to spell it because apparently when you google her entire name, it comes up in my blog!!!! Sorry about that dear.
I had put a turkey in the oven before I left for soccer and by the time we got home, Bill was carving it. I tried a new recipe for Mexican rice. Turned out great. Add on the broccoli and cheese. Well it was a nice meal. I tried making the gravy from scratch, but I like my gravy dark. Janice just behave yourself.
Bill borrowed "Million Dollar Baby," from our niece. That's right, we had never seen it in the theatre. It was good. I didn't realize it was a sad movie - tears and all.
So now I'll finish up the Blog and then I promised the son I would watch Lost with him - season 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. Know doubt he will grow impatient with me on how long I can watch. He wants to watch 1 or 2 episodes a night. I don't have time to watch regular tv each night. Anyway, he's pretty sure I'll be hooked. I never caught on when the show came out, and by the time I sat down to watch a few, they seemed silly to me. Time will tell.

BODY: More line dancing practice today. I'm not going to be a slacker like last week.

MIND: Louise Hay "It is becoming easier for me to ask for what I want. " - much, much easier.

Good night
Stacey

Day 165 - 200 Days to Go

I never realized how much I need to catch up on during the weekend. Slept in until 9:00 this morning - (off and on since 4 in the morning)
Spent most of the morning doing laundry and practicing my line dancing. There must be about 15 dances now and and except for the last few, I'mm pretty good at remembering.
The son had a soccer game tonight. He didn't actually play as the hip-flexer is still sore, but it is getting better. The team lost, and the son seemed more upset than if he had played and lost. Haven't figured out that theory yet.
Came home, had some toast and we watched CSI and Criminal Minds. Time to put some reading in before the lights go out.

BODY: Practiced for about 40 minutes on line dancing. The ankles seem to be the only body part that get sore. Might have to look into some "dancing" shoes.

MIND: Louise Hay "I am at ease speaking in front of others. I have confidence in myself." That certainly never used to be the case. I would freeze if I had to talk in front of others. Now, people probably wish I just keep quiet!!!!

Good Night
Stacey

Day 164 - 201 Days To Go

Where did this cold weather come from. This was not what I expected on a Friday. I guess it could be worse.
Had a hard time getting out of bed this morning. Maybe it had something to do with a late night again last night, or the dreary weather. Anyway it took me awhile to get my motor running and by the time I did, it was time for work.
Had a great afternoon with Sam. When it was time to leave, I ran to get the car, and told her I would meet her downstairs. When I pulled up to the building, Sam wasn't there and she usually is. I know the elevators can be slow, so I waited and waited. I waited for what seemed like 3o minutes, but in actual fact it was only 10 minutes. Just as I was thinking of phoning Sam on her cell, she came out of the building with a "menacing" look on her face. I asked her if the elevator was slow again. "No," she replied, "It got stuck!" The way my heart was racing, you would have thought it was me that got stuck on that elevator. But Sam was calm, just annoyed. I felt bad for Sam that she was stuck on the elevator with strangers, but my inner selfishnish and anxiety ridden person was relived that I wasn't on it. There is a reason I take the stairs. She said the loudspeaker came on and said the elevator was stuck and they were working on it!!!!!!! Thanks for taking one for the team Sam.
So I came home and thought of having a nap, but by the time I cleaned up and put stuff away, supper needed to be made for Bill. Chilli on a bun was all my imagination could come up with today. As soon as Bill walked in the door at 6:00, I was off for a quick nap.
The remained of the evening was pretty much uneventful. I did take a look at a few job opportunities. There was a position at the Citadal school - and the hours were perfect, but my heart won't let me leave the pre-school mid way through the year. Maybe I can find something to fill in the extra hours (not full time mind you)
I did deal with a few emails from my in box. I never delete an email until it has been dealt with. I still had one from November from Mrs. Bill. She was the son's grade one teacher. She had mentioned she was having a children's book published. So of course I did the easiest thing to find out the details, I googled her. Her book is published and on it's way out to book stores. I am so proud of this lady. She is an amazing woman, and has inspired me to get back working on my book of poems. Hopefully we can meet soon for lunch.

BODY: 10,000 steps today - and I took the steps at work........5 flights up and 5 flights down.

MIND: Louise Hay "Patience is being at peace with the process of life." This one takes a lot of practise.

Good Night
Stacey

Day 163 - 202 Days to Go

One more day and the weekend is here. I'm not sure why that excites me. It's not like I get to just relax and do fun stuff!!!!! I don't even have regular work hours, so it must be something that has been programmed into my brain from long ago.
I woke up around 4:00ish this morning and couldn't go back to sleep. Came down to watch a bit of TV, and after much frustration, finally got the thing working. That's when my ahhh-haa moment happened. Two weeks ago at line dancing, there were a few of us ladies that were a little early. We were standing around talking and the topic of good books came up. One of the ladies mentioned a book called "Three Cups of Tea." I had never heard of it before, but it is about one man's mission to promote peace, one school at a time in a worn torn country. I thought, "Ok, that is a book I get into when I am finished my current books." Anyway, back to watching tv at 4:00 in the morning. I turn on and finally decide to watch "The Hour" on CBC. The host "George"............ous was introducing his first guest. I don't remember the author's name, but his book was called "Three Cups of Tea." Hmmmm. I guess I should go and get that book sooner than later.
The son had another physio appointment today, but this one was at 8:00 in the morning. Needless to say, we both had to get up a little earlier than we wanted. The hip-flexer is almost back to it's useful self. Dropped the son off at school so he could get some extra studying time in for his social test and I headed off to work. I was only 15 minutes late, if that.
After work I just headed home for a quick nap (from being up since 4:00 in the morning), made supper and finally got caught up on paper work. Picked the son up from soccer (we car pooled this evening), took two other players home (my stomach is still sore from laughing at the antics of these three boys.) and now I'm finishing up this blog and heading to bed. No early mornings for me tomorrow.

BODY: I was craving something sweet when I left to pick up the son. I knew there was once nanimo bar left in the freezer, but instead I grabbed an apple. Yeah -- but I'm still craving that darn nanimo bar. Maybe for a treat tomorrow.

MIND: This quote is in the book"Three Cups of Tea." In addition, the author repeated on "The Hour" this morning. "Educate a boy, and you educate an individual. Educate a girl, and you educate a community. African proverb via Greg Mortensen "

Good night
Stacey

Day 162 - 203 Days to Go

WTF - Wednesday, Thursday, Friday - only days left til the weekend.
I actually got quite a bit accomplished today. Finally pulled the sewing machine out and got all four pairs of the son's pants sewed up. Let's hope they last awhile. Any particular reason the hole is always in the same spot - the most difficult place to sew with the machine....the crotch!!!!!!
BBQ'd for supper, and got the upstairs vacuumed. It is so much easier to vacuum hardwood than carpet. I like how fast it goes. I can also run the sweeper across on those days when a quick wipe is needed.
The son had soccer again tonight. Dropped him off and then went and picked up my Mom. I work much better on surprise visits. We hit the closest Walmart and got all her little tidbits. I almost picked up some wool and a pattern. Thought maybe get back into crocheting. I was this close, and then went "When are you going to have time to do this?" Put all the wool back and continued on down the aisle. Maybe in a different life! Besides, last thing I need is another blanket. Maybe I need to email Dixie and get her pattern for my poncho. If it is crocheted, I might try that.!!!!!
Anyways, left Walmart, went through the drive through at Timmy's and we headed back to Mom's for a visit. It dawned on me as we hugged when I left, Mom is really getting shorter. For some reason, it just seemed more obvious today.
Picked up the son, came home and now I'm ready for bed.

BODY: 11,ooo steps today. I'm pretty sure I accumulated a good number of those walking up and down the Walmart aisles. Hey, a step is a step!!!

MIND: I'm not sure of the author of this quote, but a friends, 16 year old daughter had it as her Facebook Status and I loved it.
"Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth "you owe me" , look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole sky"

Good night
Stacey

Day 161 - 204 Days to Go

Busy day today; the usual work, line dancing, but I also got to spend time with Caylee and Alisa. Pretty soon we're not going to be able to refer to her as baby Caylee. She is so wanting to be a part of everything And did I mention how cute she was!!!! She was tired at nap time, but there was no way she would close those eyes. She drank, she cuddled, we read books. Finally I put her in her crib (everyone needs a pee break) She didn't fall alseep, but she didn't fuss either. She must have made it around 2 or 3 times in her crib. She seems to enjoy pushing her feet onto everything. I spent most of the time just watching her from around the corner. It won't be long before she is pulling herself up and standing.
That was the best part of my day. Had a nice visit afterwards with Alisa. We enjoyed some Greek salada and Quiche. Must have been feeling a little european when stopping at Safeways. With an hour to spare, I left for my line dancing lessons. I was somewhat impressed on how fast the trip was. Although, I can see why there are soo many accidents on deerfoot trail. People putting on their brakes to let cars merge. Note to self; stay on the middle lane and avoid the crazy people who never learned how to merge or let other's merge.
Line dancing was a disaster. I think I only practised two days during the entire week. And it showed. I went up to Joe at the end of the class and apologized from coming unprepared to class. He just laughed and apologized for not noticing me in the class. I'm not sure whether to be relieved or hurt!!!!!
Anyway I plan on doing much better this week.
Can't think of much else for the day. Came home to dirty dishes in the sink, and couch sitting son and husband. So the dishes are still in the sink and will probably remain there until at least the morning!!!!!
No joke today, as I'm not in a pick me up mood anymore.

BODY: Over 11,000 steps today. yeah
MIND: An eye for an eye would make the whole world blind.” - Mahatma Gandhi
This quote is for someone special, and they'll know who they are.

Good Night
Stacey

Day 160 - 205 days to Go

I was on a roll today, despite going back to bed for an extra 1/2 hour of cuddling with Maya.

The son got a ride to school with Bill so he wouldn't be late for his math test. I got a dent put in the laundry, but it just seems to multiply. I have four pairs of jeans ready to sew (hole fixing). Had supper ready from 12:00, and throw in a shower - the roll keeps going. The son had a 1:30 appointment with a sports med person. Seems he's injuried his hip flexer. So got that taken care of; got the son in for his H1N1 shot. Grabbed a drink at Starbucks and then headed to the soccer dome for coaching. After coaching, the son went on to APEX and I drove to London Drugs to take advantage of their great sale in their flyer. I looked everywhere for the 2 for 1 dishsoap. Turns out, the sale doesn't start until tomorrow. Who would send out their flyer on a Sunday and it doesn't start until Tuesday!!!!! Will try and make it back again, but who knows.

Picked up the son from the soccer dome and we went for a quick bite at Market Mall. Then he was off to fitness (again) Hopefully he'll remember to take it easy!!!!! He managed to catch a ride home so I can finish up this blog and sneak into bed quietly.

BODY: Got the treadmill done first thing this morning. Add on almost 16,000 steps. Yeah



MIND: Loiuse Hay "Life is good, and so it is!" Can't even begin to argue with that one.

Good night
Stacey

Day 159 - 206 Days to Go

Well today was a little more productive than yesterday, but not by much. Helped Bill change the oil in the truck this morning. Ok, how come someone can be so intellectually smart, but not even close on some common sense things. First of all, he's under the truck taking off the oil filter. Never mind worry about oil dripping in your eyes, there is everything else that is on the bottom of the truck. So something drops in his eye, which he thinks is just probably salt from the road (just salt - nothing serious!!!!!!!) Still doesn't put the goggles on, but finishes up, puts everything away. Comes in the house and tries to rectify the situation. I'm in the kitchen cleaning up when I get a call for help in the bathroom. Bill wants me to look and see if I can find anything in his eye. I put in some drops, and he says he already tried that. What do I see sitting on the bathroom counter - canned air!!!! Now I know where Patrick gets his lack of common sense from!!!! He actually tried to use the air before I got there. So I'm thinking whatever is in there is probably gone now, but his eyeball is burned or scarred. So I put some more drops in and tell him to keep his eye shut. He can't he says. So he takes some white tape and decides he's going to tape his eye shut. I suggest a cotton pad or something over the eye.... Why he asks? K, now I using words like dingleballs. So I grab the scissors (because his teeth don't seem to be working) I cut a couple of pieces of tape, some gauze and proceed to bandage up his eye. By now, I'm shaking my head in disbelief. I cut the tape extra long and put it in the shape of a big X across his eye (from his nose to ear) He still doesn't think that will help. So I grab one of the eye masks from the drawer (mostly from air travel) I put it on his eye so his right eye can still see. OMG, it was the funniest thing ever. I made I got a picture just in case nobody believes me. So about half hour later, he decides it feels better. Of course the tape in hurting just a little and I remind him how much more it would have hurt if he had put the tape directly on his eye lid. It would appear that the drops and tears seemed to have flushed out whatever was in there. Moral of the story...doesn't really matter what the moral of this lesson is, as long as there is canned air in the house, I have to worry about the kids and Bill.

JOKE: Q: What is the only thing that is different from a woman with P.M.S. and a Doberman?


A: Lipstick.

BODY: Got the 10,000 steps in today.

MIND: Loiuse Hay "Life supports me." Hopefully we can all support the people of Haiti in our own ways.

Good night
Stacey

Day 158 - 207 Days to Go

What a nice relaxing Saturday. I did no housework today (except cooking breakfast for everyone and cleaning up from the meal) That was the extent of my household managerial duties. Finished off one book; Five People you meet in heaven", and started another "For One more Day."; both by the same author. They are really good books, and short - 200 pages. Very thought proving books.
This afternoon I relaxed on the new sofa and Bill and I watched/listened to some concerts; Madonna, Randy Bachman and Burton Cummings, and Phil Colins.
Bill and I rented and watched "Mall Cop." Dumb movie. It looked so much funnier on the commercials. Just means, I don't get to pick the next movie.
Now I'm just waiting until 12:30 to pick the son and his friend up from a movie.

When I first starting getting emails, used to get some really cute jokes: I save a few. Here's one:

Q: What do you have when you have one green ball in one hand and another green ball in the other hand?

A: Complete control of the Jolly Green Giant!


BODY: Got in the 10,000 steps, but tomorrow I have much better intentions.

MIND: Laughter is a tranquilizer with no side effects. ~Arnold Glasow

Good Night (right after I pick up the son)
Stacey

Day 157 - 208 Days to Go

Apologies - I wrote my blog last night, but forgot to post it. Good thing I have Shaunan, otherwise I wouldn't know until the following night!!!!! Usually Alisa lets me know too, but I think she's busy with a baby measles baby..... Get well soon Miss Caylee

Not a lot happening today. Beautiful weather (compared to -20) But boy did that wind come up after supper. Had to go searching for the BBQ cover. Good think I looked out the window, otherwise I woudn't have noticed it missing, or the fact that the son didn't clip the hot tub lid shut and it was wide open, heating the air and contributing to our high electricity bill.

The son had soccer tonight (surprise) It was a game, and they came out ahead. I hate seeing anybody get hurt, whether it is one of our players or someone on the other team. The son had a collision with another player (my version) and the young man needed help off the field. Now my first instinct was "I hope the son apologizes." So during our drive home conversation, and the son explained the trash talk going on and the all the holding this other player was doing, well then my second instinct was "I really wish he had apologized to the other player." I know, what a wuss. I guess I'm just way past that "revenge syndrome." When the son told me, it was all about the carma, then I couldn't argue why it happened. But again.... ok now more harping on that subject.

Stopped off at co-op on the way home so the son and friend could get some munchies. Guess I won't be watching that new TV again tonight.

I think this will be the last poem for tonight! (I'm starting to get confused as to which ones I've shown, which ones I've put in my book, and well you get the picture)

Poem: K, now I'm not trying to be morbid, just realistic (and organized) This is what I wrote and I hope it is read when I'm gone!!!!!

Eulogy

My dearest friends and family
Thank you oh so much
I didn’t expect this turnout
My heart is truly touched

I sense some somber faces
But please don’t shed those tears
Although I’ve left you here on earth
My soul is always near.

So call me when you want to talk
I listen very well
Just close your eyes and think of me
I’m waiting here in ……..heaven.

BODY: Got in those 12,000 steps today. Also made sure I took the stairs at Bow Valley College again.

MIND: Louise Hay "I am glad to be alive!" And if that isn't appropriate after the last poem. (and believe it or not, that wasn't planned.)

Good night
Stacey

Day 156 - 209 Days to Go

Thank goodness the daughter called at 6:45 am this morning, otherwise, I might have slept in. Bill was still asleep. The son was still asleep (because he didn't have school). She was just wondering if maybe Bill and I would like to take a holiday without her and the son. Might be cheaper she said. I'm thinking she's got a party angle going on!!!!!

Anyway, headed off to work. Small class today; only 10 kids. Still didn't feel like I got much done though. Got a lovely present from one of the little boys. He just got back from the Phillipenes for Christmas. It's a beautful frame. Can't wait to find a picture to put in it.

Popped home quickly after work to grab an energy bar and quick bathroom break. Then it was off to get my hair done. Two hours later.

Came home made supper and Maya and I relaxed on the new furniture. I could really get used to the soft leather, and reclining back!!!!

AFter I got supper ready, I realized I had nothing on in the evening. The son wasn't going to soccer practice as he had a Physics test to study for. He left at 1:00 in the afternoon; met friends at Starbucks and never got home til 7:00 pm. They stayed at Starbucks and then went out for supper. Now he wants me to type fast so he can finish studying. Ok, who has taken my son, and replaced him with this "lovely young man!!!!!" hahahahaha



So quick poem. The author of this poem is unknown, but my dad used to say it all the time. I can remember bugging him to tell it when we were out camping and we'd be sitting around the campfire. Didn't matter how many beers or drinks he had had, he always remembered the words. That was a very special memory. I used to have the poem memorized as well, (with or without a drink), but like anything else, if you don't use it, you lose it, so I'm always forgetting parts. Maybe if my kids would ask to hear it more......Wonder when story telling got lost - or did it just turn into rap.



Now son I see you're growing up, it's just as I had feared. You wear a shoulder holster and you're developing a beard. Now son before you sling a gun and let your whiskers grow, come hear the tragic tale, of Whiskey Jack Monroe.

Now Whiskey Jack had always lacked a shaving sense of fear. But since he was a worldly wised and prudent mountaineer, he carried to insure himself against all chance of harm, a six gun in his holster underneath his good left arm. That six gun was a friend whom Monroe could well rely. He drew it with a slight of hand far swifter than the eye. But even with a trick like that, on which he could depend, he had one fatal weakness that undid him in the end. That weakness was a wondrous beard, that clothed his rugged jaw. It was his pride, his life, his joy, a gem without a flaw. It billowed to a point between his waistline and his knee. A flowing facial ornament, most marvelous to see.

Now Whiskey had an enemy named Dusty Dan MaGraw. A justly famous artist at the double cross arm draw. He always gave fair warning and he always got his man. A square straight shooting gentleman was doubtless Dusty Dan.

One summer day the Big Horn and Rockey Mountain Quail saw Dusty Dan a making tracks along the dusty trail. His eyes fixed on the lofty ledge where perched the miners shack. For Dan had gone a gunnin' for the pelt of Whiskey Jack. But Jack observed him coming and heeded the alarm. He strapped his trusty six gun underneath his good left arm. And ready for the combat sallied forth to meet the foe. For never was a braver man than Whiskey Jack Monroe.

They met upon the trail. Said Dan without a show of haste; "Your whiskers are obnoxious to my fantastic taste." Said Whisky Jack; "Can that be so. We'll see what we shall see. I'm betting ten to one you get a closer shave than me." So there they stood and matched the light of battle in their eyes. Till Dusty made a dive towards the holster at his side. And Jack reached for his six-gun with a motion swift as sin. But his drawing hand got tangled in the whiskers on his chin.

A moments hesitation but a fatal moment too. For Dusty seized the chance to set his six guns smokin' blue. And Whiskey Jack fell sprawling with a slug between his eyes. For those double cussed whiskers were the cause of his demise.

So sonny take a fools advise. You'll find that it will pay. Keep your razor sharp and use it every other day. For if you choose to cultivate a densly bearded lip. Heed my warning cowboy wear your holster on your hip.


Author Unknown
As told by Ted Zoback





BODY: As I said, got my hair cut and colored, and although it might be a little hard to maintain, Omar did a great job.

MIND: Louise Hay "I now create a wonderful new job." I've decided to take this new job of mine, and make it mine.....I can only put into it, what I want to get out of it. And I love the kids.



Good night

Son, the computer is yours.

Stacey

Day 155 - 210 Days to Go

Working on a Wednesday kinda threw me off. Had a great afternoon with Sam though.
Other than that, it was a pretty slow day. Vegas is off the table. When will I learn. Yes means, "get me all the facts, prices, etc, see if it fits into the budget" Not this time. Oh well, at least the daughter still gets to come home in February. Wait, is that good!!!!!
So now I'll have some free time to get stuff done.
Made an appointment to get my hair cut. Short! I think so. It is so long, I can put it in a ponytail on top of my head. Probably a color too, but would like something soft that enhances the grey/white.

Poem:
ODE TO MRS. BILL

Mrs. Bill’s a teacher
Who has a heart of gold.
But until you really know her,
You’d think she’s very bold.
Her humour is one quality
That makes her really neat.
But her love of little children
Is what makes her really sweet.

Now everyone has their little quirks,
Mrs. Bill’s you may have seen.
She has this negative attitude.
Towards something that is green.

It’s smaller than a breadbox.
Yet bigger than a nickel.
If you haven’t guessed already.
It’s the famous DQ pickle.

This poem was written for Mrs. Bill, Patrick’s grade one teacher at the Hamptons School. Patrick left the school after grade three and went on to Northhaven elementary. Mrs. Bill, Wendy Smith and I would often go to DQ for lunch on a Friday, but Mrs. Bill did not like the pickles in the DQ hamburgers. I consider Mrs. Bill to be a very influencial person in Patrick life and more importantly, because this is my blog, my life. She was someone who suggested I get into the teaching profession. When I explained I liked kids, not parents, she suggested, a teacher assistant. And so I did. She has since retired from teaching and is currently have a children's book published. Thank you Mrs. Bill.

BODY: Close to 8000 steps today. Now I have two days to make up. But the good thing is, amongst all the construction going on I finally discovered where the stairs are. So now at Bow Valley, I'll be taking the stairs. Good thing, because the two elevators that work, are extremly slow.

MIND: I am sending and wishing positive energy and thoughts to all those in Haiti that are going through this terrible devastating time.

Good Night
Stacey

Day 154 - 211 Days to Go

January 12th already. The month is almost half over!!!! The weather has finally been warm here. We're not used to going too many days without a chinook.
Worked this morning. The kids are great. They keep me on my toes. I left in such a rush, that I forgot my winter boots at work. Hopefully they'll still be there on Thursday. It is a church afterall! Headed home and got the salmon marinating. I took a quick dip in the hot tub to warm up and of course that lead to me needing a nap. In stead of laying in on the bed, I thought I would try out the new recliners. Oh My Goodness. I may be sleeping there on my insomniac nights (if I could only figure out how to work the new TV system)
Got supper ready and then headed off to my line dancing lessons. I dressed in jeans today, as I had to go out afterwards. Bad idea. I don't know how some of these ladies wear such heavy clothes. I was peeling off layers after every dance. Quickly ran out the door at 7:00 so I could get over to the soccer dome for the son's 7:00 game. Got some great directions from Mr. Ellis on how to get to the south dome from Strathcona. I should have paid attention more closely. Ended up taking a couple of long detours (I guess thats was detours are afterall) Did a little trip through Ogden. Then I though ErinWoods was a nice trip. Finally got back on track and made it in time to see the last six minutes of the game. Better late than never. It took longer for the son to get out of the dressing room. Get a little bit of paper work done and I'm off to bed. Reading another great book. Five People You meet in Heaven.
No poem tonight, as I'm going to spend some time talking about people I want to meet in heaven.
BODY: I didn't wear my pedometer today, but usually Tuesdays I have no problem getting in my 10,000 steps or more. Especially since I'm working with the kids in the morning and line dancing in the evening. I did take the nice soak in the hot tub, which was very relaxing.

MIND: I mentioned I'm reading the book "Five People you Meet in Heaven" It got me to thinking of who I would like to meet in Heaven. It doesn't necessarily have to be the obvious people, such as my dad, my mom in law. So I spent last night giving it some thought. One person would be my Grandpa Fraser. I don't remember a whole lot about him, but he seemed like a very scary man. I was very young when he passed away; maybe 11 or 12. I would like to find out exactly what he thought of us kids and ask if he even liked us. The second person is Michael Gee. He passed away way too young. I remember having conversations with his mom Shirley. The kids were young and we spoke about how we couldn't imagine out children not out living us. Third person would be my Grandma Fraser. I would want to ask her one question. While she was in the hospital, after having a stroke, people kept saying she wouldn't last much longer. But she did. I finally got a chance to go visit her. She was in the Sundre hospital. The day after I visited her, she passed away. I always wondered if she waited for me to come and see her. The fourth person would be my grade three music teacher, Miss Walker. She too was a scary lady. I remember we were learning how to play the recorder. I was a very shy and obedient student at that age. Many of the kids in the class were blowing on their recorders. She asked them to stop and said that the next person that blew on their recorder would have it taken away and they would have to sit in the hall. Well there was a boy sitting in front of me, and he made a joke; I snorted and unfortunately the recorder was close to my nose. And you guessed, it made a sound. I tried to explain but she wouldn't hear of it. I remember being devastated! I would want to explain to her how I felt. And I guess the last would be "Elvis Presley." I would like to find out if he ever came back as someone else (not sure if that's possible using the heaven scenario). Also, how he felt about his daughter and her accomplishments. I remember hearing about when he died. I was and am a die hard fan. I loving watching his old movies. He's so handsome and just has this sex appeal that makes your heart swoon.
I'm sure if I thought about it more, I could come up with a longer list. But for now, those are my out of the ordinary choices.

Off to bed to read.
Night
Stacey

Day 153 - 212 Days to Go

Had hoped to sleep in til at least 8:00 this morning. But to no avail. The son left for school, and he know sooner got out the door and the phone rang. It was the son, and he firmly said "You know, you might want to get on that ice on the sidewalk. I just fell." Calmly I replied, thank you, and I'll do that. That's not what I wanted to say. Thank goodness I was in shock, othewise, he might have gotten a little bit of a lecture. Like, maybe if I didn't have to run around driving to soccer stuff, I'd have time to get that ice removed. Or this is a good one. Maybe if you worked on it on Sunday, instead of playing PS3 on your study breaks. But no, I just climbed back into bed, pulled the covers over my head, and quietly giggled to myself. Obviously he wasn't hurt too bad, because he didn't come back in the house, so I automatically went into visual mode and could just see him wiping out. Not nice, I know, but that's what came to mind.
At least it got warmer this afternoon and I was able to "get to" some of that ice. I know it would be much easier putting salt on it, but that just doesn't seem right. The ice builds up when the street plowers come by and all the snow blocks any drainage. Complaining - no, cause I appreciate have the streets plowed and every now and then the sidewalks too. I'll get on that ice tomorrow!!!!

Poem: This was written and put into Bill's birthday care in 1994. So the son would have been 1 1/2 and the daughter 5.

Happy Birthday Dear Father.
This song was for free.
We hope you enjoy it.
It’s from Patrick and me.

Now you call me Goobie.
Hey thats not so bad
I feel very lucky.
That you are my Dad.

Sung to “On Top of Old Smokey”

BODY: Got in over 11,000 steps today and lots of running around at soccer volunteering. It was fun seeing the kids again. There was a little boy who is not quite 3. And before the winter break, he would not leave his mom or dad and never joined the group. Well today, not only did he leave mom and dad, he stayed with the group, played with the kids and interracted with the trainers. I couldn't believe the transformation. Either could him parents.

MIND: Loiuse Hay "My intuition is always on my side. I trust it to be there at all times." You'd be surprised how often this proves to be true. And this affirmation is dedicated to Robin. She'll know why

Good night for sure (hey it's before 11:00 pm)
STacey

Day 152 - 213 Days to Go

What a nice Sunday, and I'm sure part of that had to do with the nice warm weather!!!!!


For arguements sake, I was in bed before 3:00 am last night. I turned the computer off at 2:00 am. I swear, Bonnie Hunt is the funniest lady around. So sincere and honest and can tell a story with the best of the story tellers. If you go to You Tube, type in Bonnie Hunt and her first audition. You'll have a smile on your face everytime you think of it.


So Bill and the son and I went for dim sum this morning. We go just down to Edgemont to a little place called Bobby Chao's. It's in the strip mall across from the gym. They don't come around with the little trays, but you order right from a menu when you first get in and then they bring the stuff to your table. We were obviously a little hungry, because tonight we have enough left overs for supper. The salmon and shrimp will will for Monday night.


Came home, did a little vacuuming and right on time, the Lazy-Boy boys delivered the new furniture for downstairs. Reclining sofa and chair; leather; black. I bet they're comfortable. Might have to sit through the son's game or Bill's tv shows to get a good idea. Now just need to find a couple of snuggly blankets to go with them (you could sleep in these things)


Snuck in my much needed nap (2:00 am remember) But had a really weird dream about soccer. I'm almost ready to be finished with this manager stuff. The negativity associated with the season is really doing a number on me. I am trying my best to be positive, objective and most of all understanding, but all of those things are being put to the test every day! Deep breath.....

Not sure if I mentioned, but I received a book for Christmas from Shaunan called "Have a little faith." The author is Mitch Albom; he's the author of Tuesdays with Morrie. It's a great read. Let me know if anyone wants to borrow it. I went out and purchased another one of his books. Five people you'll meet in heaven. Will let you know how it is.

POEM: So this was put into my Christmas letter about 6 years ago(2003) It was the year Ashley got Pebbles, her first horse.
Twas three weeks before Christmas.
This year went by fast.
Things were quite hectic.
The memories are vast.

So I figured it’s time
To sit down and jot.
What has happened to us.
All the good and the “NOT.”

We’ll first start with Patrick.
He’s a good size for age ten.
But he’s not finished growing.
It will happen – but when?

He loves the computer,
Nintendo and books.
Gameboy and soccer;
And he’s a dabbling cook.

Ashley’s now fourteen.
She’s growing too.
She wears some of my clothes,
But can’t fit my shoes.

Her passion for horses
Just hasn’t diminished.
Looks like trips to the barn
Will never be finished.

Her two gerbils died.
That was par for the course.
But they’ve since been replaced
By “Pebbles” – the horse.

Bill’s working hard.
(There’s barn fees to pay.)
And he’s back into rugby.
He still loves to play.

So far he’s not broken
His nose or more bones.
But you know when he’s played
By his grunts and his groans.

I’m pretty much
Doing all the same stuff.
Driving kids here and there.
Some days can be rough.

I’m still taking classes
At U of Calgary.
It’s very rewarding
And fulfilling to me.

I too have a hobby
And no it’s no joke.
Bill bought me a hot tub
So I sit and I soak.

That pretty much covers
The last 50 odd weeks.
We only unveiled
A short little peek.

We hope that this season
Brings you love and good cheer.
To family and friends,
Far and wide and those near.

BODY: Only got 7,000 steps in today. Will try and make up the difference tomorrow.

MIND: Louise Hay "There's always something to learn, something to know." Just wondering how many lives it will take me to learn it all?

Good Night

Stacey

Day 151 - 214 Days to Go

151 days - wow! - that's over 4 months - over 21 weeks
Today was a slow start of a day. That might have something to do with the fact that I didn't go to bed until 3:00 am. No You Tube for me tonight (ok, maybe a little) I didn't get up until 9:30 this morning (and that was for the first time) Bill and I picked up the son from Stefans and took him to soccer. Then we popped into my mom's for a visit. She looked like she might be ready for a nap. Hope we didn't interrupt. Stopped at Superstore and picked up the ingredients for supper. Chow mein. It was delicous. Bill did most of the cooking, I just followed the directions (from him)
We tried to convince the Ellis's to come over for a movie night! Didn't work, although I got in a nice conversation with Shaunan (that was during and after 3 Daquires(sp) K, Shaunan, if you're reading this, and I know you will eventually, just want to let you know I appreciate our friendship. It was developed through the boys, but I believe it could stand on it's own in a heartbeat! Just wanted to put that out there. I am going to hold you to a movie date during a week day (and not BudAir)
So we went on with our movie just the three of us. Well actually two of us, cause I fell asleep with Maya on a sleeping bag and didn't wake up until the movie was over. I'm sure Transformers 2 is a great movie (not my choice) I guess I'll just have to catch it again when it comes out on TV. And yes I fell asleep, not passed out!!!!!!

POEM: This poem I wrote for my Uncle Len and Auntie Murt. Uncle Len has always been my favorite Uncle (he actually gave the toast to the bride at our wedding) Auntie Murt was not my favorite aunt growing up. She scared me to bits. But as I got older, I appreaciated her much more. When I was little, we would go to visit them in Carmangay. I was a bit of a mama's girl, and when Auntie Murt wanted to take my mom somewhere, she would ask me to go upstairs and sort her buttons for her. And she had hundreds, no thousands of buttons. She was a sewer. Well I think that is where my OCD started. So I would go upstairs, in the spooky room (their house used to be the old hospital) and I'd spend hours sorting the buttons by colors. I actually remember thinking I was doing something useful for her. At our wedding, she and Uncle Len gave us this small gift and told us we couldn't open it til we got on our honeymoon. So on the Princess Cruise, we open this package and it is filled with, you guessed it, buttons. So when it was time to celebrate their anniversary, I made them this poem, put it in a frame and glued buttons all around the frame. That was quite a few years ago, and now Uncle Len and Auntie Murt have moved out of the house in Carmangay and are living in Lethbridge. Uncle Len is in frail health and Auntie Murt is getting help looking after him.

Take a look at who is celebrating
Fifty years of wedded bliss.
A more handsome couple we’ve never seen
With a glow you cannot miss.

You’re special people in our hearts.
So this poem I’ve kept quite tame.
Only you’s and us will understand
Why there’s buttons on the frame.

Not very many couples
Can say they’ve found the way
To make a marriage last so long
So we’re here to have our say.

Happy Anniversary
Our wishes are sincere
And to celebrate traditionWe raise our glass in cheer.

BODY: Got in my 10,000 steps today.

MIND: I think writing about Uncle Len and Auntie Murt has made me realize, putting off visiting people until the time is perfect, is called procrastinating. A trip to Lethbridge is due real soon.

Good night and hello You Tube (not)
Stacey

Day 150 - 215 Days to Go

TGIF - Not that I did a lot during the week, but I feel like this weekend is really needed. I worked this afternoon with Sam. I had hope to meet up with Alisa and Caylee downtown, but it was not to be. Alisa was visiting where Sam and I were, but the elevators there are a disaster, so we missed by nano seconds. Next time Alisa! Just as well, Sam and I had a test to take; nouns, pro-nouns; singular, plural. Not my best subject through out my school years. I almost feel like I am getting a second chance at my missed education. Thanks for letting me tag along Sam.
After I dropped Sam off at home, I headed over to the soccer dome. APEX on Fridays don't you know. I am really getting "$#(*)&%" - not sure of the word I'm looking for.....fed up; Exhausted is the word I'm looking for. Exhausted with soccer. Which is really weird cause I don't even play. I enjoy most of the people and certainly have my favorites and my not so favorites. I love watching the son play and seeing his enthusiasm. I hope he gets where he wants to go with this passion and it brings him all that he wants!!! So dropped off a couple of the son's friends, then dropped the son off at Stefans. I tried to have a nap on the couch, but Bill was wanting to watch a movie and I guess my feet were in the way!!! Just as well. So I went and watched a little tv upstairs, finished my Andre Aggasi book and nibbled on some pop corn. Then it happened, I got hooked on You-Tube. I started watching Jackie Chan (seen him on the Ellen show today). He is quite a nice singer. So started with Jackie; that took me to Chris Michael Jackson; which took me to Chris Tucker; which led me to The Bonnie Hunt Show; where I seen the handsome Mark Harmon and Carl Reiner; who were discussing Bonnie Hunt's mom. And that is where I ended up "watching Bonnie Hunt talk to her Mom" I got so caught up, it is now 2:00 am and I'm not in bed yet. If you ever feel down, or just want a good ole' belly laugh, watching those two together is priceless.

Ok, I guess I forgot my poem/story yesterday. Some unknown fan (probably known) reminded me. Ooops sorry. So today is a letter that I wrote to a local newspaper in Estevan, Sask. We were getting ready to move back to Calgary, and I wanted to let people know what great ladies they had in their community.

September 30, 1994

Estevan Mercury
814 - 4th Street
Estevan, Sask
S4A 0V9

Dear Editor

I wanted to take this opportunity to say a special thank you to a group of individuals. They have made this past year in Estevan an exceptional and memorable one. I am speaking of the ladies of the Sigma Chapter of Beta Sigma Phi. When it was decided that Estevan would be our next home, I was relieved to find out that Estevan indeed had their own chapters of Beta Sigma Phi.
We were still living out of suitcases when I received a phone call from the then Vice-President of Sigma Chapter, and advised that although the Chapter was on the summer break, they were aware I was new in town and were looking forward to getting together during the summer and at the start of the Chapter year in September.
Well it has been just over a year since I joined Sigma and I feel like I have made a circle of special friends. They accepted me and my family and treated us as if we were amongst their “oldest and dearest” friends. Their warmth and sincerity has touched me dearly and I will truly miss each and every one of them.
Estevan, you should be proud and honored to have such a great group of ladies as your citizens. They are a great asset to your City.
To my Sigma sisters, thank you for welcoming me.

Your Sister in Calgary
Stacey Wee

BODY: Got in 7000 steps today. Took the stairs at work (5th floor) this afternoon (except for once) Now that I know where they are located, that's what I'll be doing.

MIND: During my You Tube surfing, I was listening to Michael Jackson sing the Man in the Mirror. Great lyrics to that song. Below is a sample. I've shortened them somewhat because it really is a long song. You can always google if you want to know them.
"Man In The Mirror"
I'm Gonna Make A Change,
For Once In My Life
It's Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .now
I'm Starting With The Man InThe Mirror
I'm Asking Him To ChangeHis Ways
And No Message Could HaveBeen Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The WorldA Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself, AndThen Make A Change
I've Been A Victim Of A SelfishKind Of Love
It's Time That I Realize
That There Are Some With NoHome,
Not A Nickel To Loan
Could It Be Really Me,.....

Night (really really late night)
Stacey

Day 149 - 216 Days to Go

Not alot of goings on today. Worked this morning. I'm enjoying the new job, just wondering if I'm the right person for this position though. I'm trying to keep a low profile, but sometimes I'm wondering if I might be keeping quiet about too much. I don't mind the mindless work, it's actually enjoyable, but do miss the missed teaching moments and wonder which is more useful. Will keep my eyes peeled, and maybe have some discussions to make sure I'm on the right track for this position. The staff and kids are great, just different to what I'm used to.

Had a nice soak in the hot tub this afternoon. It was relaxing and gave me a great chance to do some reflecting. I really need to get out and shovel some of that snow away from my hottub path though. My toes were a little chilly by the time I got the hot tub lid closed, my shoes on and back into the house.

A quick jaunt to the cell phone store so the son could buy his replacement cell phone. At least there was a lesson learned - cell phones should not be taken into the bathroom and should not be left near the tub. That was a $140.00 lesson. Then it was off to soccer. Had a nice visit with Mr. E. while we waited. Speaking of the E's. I will be needing a new work schedule for you Shaunan. That way I'll know when you won't be visitable!!!!!

BODY: Got in over 13,000 steps tonight. Plus I think the soak in the hot tub was great for my weary body.

MIND: Louise Hay "My Life is full of little miracles popping up out of the blue." Ain't that the truth.

Good night and here's to a warmed day tomorrow.
Stacey

Day 148 - 217 Days to Go

This was supposed to be my productive day. Not as productive as I would have liked! I had a hard time getting out of bed this morning. Tired - yes; no energy - yes; blues - not really. I did get up at 7:00 and have breakfast, but went back to bed, and dreamed and every time I woke up from a dream, I'd say to myself "Time to get up!" But my body wouldn't listen. Maybe all the dreams stopped me from having a good sleep. I must remember to start recording my dreams again. I put my dream book somewhere...... Like 2009 there are dreams in there I would never have remembered, but when you write them down, you remember exactly what happened!!!

The son had soccer tonight. Had a chance to play up on a men's team. So many differences and yet so similar. It doesn't get any easier to watch. These guys play hard, kick hard, hit hard and take no guff. Similar to U18 playing except, the ref in U18 calls them on more of these hits. All in all, I think the son enjoyed it. It was a fast game.

Poem/story: Usually at Christmas I send a letter or poem with my cards. In 2007, Maya did our letter.
A CHRISTMAS WISH FROM MAYA

2007 has been a very busy year in the Wee house this year. This is why I am in charge of the annual Christmas letter. That and the fact that I am so darn cute (beauty is in the eye of the beholder),
Where to start – How about me! I turned 1 in March (we won’t even get into dog years!) My adoptive parents (whom I now call Mom and Dad) took a trip in May to visit my ancestral home, Guadalajara, Mexico. Rumor had it that they might come home with a puppy baby sister or brother for me. Dad must have behaved himself, because the only souvenir they brought back was something called “Tequila.”
My sister Ashley graduated from grade 12 in June. I got to play with her all summer. Then at the end of August she and Dad took a trip to Peterborough, Ontario. Only Dad came home. It is my understanding that she decided to stay in Peterborough (as opposed to being left there) and do more schooling at some place called Trent University. She came back to visit me at Thanksgiving, and she will be coming back at Christmas time too. I can’t wait. Her room has been too clean, and I have missed my morning cuddling into her pile of clothes on the floor. Her horse (and my brother from another mother) Mac is being leased, but will be up for sale soon. (I hope Mom never gets to busy that she puts me up for sale.)
My brother Patrick is in Grade 9 this year. He has gotten soo tall. I have to be very careful that he doesn’t step on me with those size 11 ½ feet. I attended many of his outdoor soccer games this year. Even though I am still pretty small, Mom says I can’t go to the indoor soccer games. Maybe they’ll take me to some soccer tournaments in December and February. When I really need cuddles, I’ll sneak into his room, but his pile of clothes doesn’t always smell the greatest!
Dad has been the busiest of us all. I hardly saw him all summer. He started two new jobs. One is with a new oil company called Galleon Energy. The other job is called “golf.” They really work him hard at “golf.” Because he hardly came home for supper, and sometimes he had to go to work at “golf” twice a day.
Mom got to play with me all summer too. Then in September she went back to work, and I got a lot of new toys. Most of the time she leaves in the morning after breakfast, and comes home at lunch time.
That is pretty much our year in a “doggy bone.” On behalf of our family, I hope you have a happy and healthy holiday.

BODY: Got in over 14,000 steps. Probably from practising my line dancing this afternoon

MIND: Louise Hay "I know that every day is only a stepping stone on my pathway." I really like this affirmation.

Early night I hope
Good night
Stacey

Day 147 - 218 Days to Go

Welcome home Alisa and Caylee!!! Hope you had a wonderful visit!

Today was start back to work day. Wondering why the first day back is always the day I have to deal with poop? Wasn't as bad as the last time, that's for sure. There are three new kids in the class. Two of them of 3 year old twin boys! My goodness, are they cute; and rambunctious (sp) but that is the best part about them.
After work I snuck in a quick nap. That's from staying up late reading last night. Won't make tht same mistake again. Got supper ready and then I was off to my line dancing. First night in the winter session. I didn't realize how much I missed it. I'm actually making some friends too, there's ??????????? and Marg and Wendy and 35 other ladies. Smaller class. I also took a big leap; I purchased a cowboy shirt, bandanna and water bottle holster. That's right, I'm signed up to walk the pre Stampede parade! What was I thinking? Good thing I have lots of time to get in shape. Stopped for groceries on the way home, and now I am done for the day.

So did I mention that son has discovered that his cell phone is not water proof? You would think he's take a lesson from his sister who lost/broke two cell phones/crackberries to water/water falls. I guess he was pretending his phone was like a rubber ducky!!!! All I can say is Bill was pretty smart putting all the phone plans in his name, because there is no way the kids can get around getting new ones without his knowledge.!!!

Poem: Teacher’s Assistant Course - when I was taking my TS course we had to write a couple of poems on the spot. This was mine.March 2003

Gina had a little class
With students bright as stars
Everything that Gina taught
The class had learned in bars

Every Tuesday they’d show up
To listen to her class
Reading, writing, poetry
In hopes that they would pass

(Sung to Mary Had a Little Lamb)


Squeaky, squeaky little mouse
Please don’t venture in my house
I don’t care how cute you look I would squish you with a book
Squeaky, squeaky little mouse
Please go find another house.

(Sung to Twinkle, twinkle little star)
BODY: Over 15,000 steps in tonight - thanks to chasing little kids and line dancing:

MIND: Louise Hay: If I want to be loved as I am, then I need to be willing to love others as they are.

Good Night
Stacey

Day 146 - 219 Days to Go

Finally changed my profile picture. What the heck is she doing you might ask? That was my first tatoo. Well, technically it was just a henna tatoo. Didn't last long at all. But I have a list that I made last spring and it is a list of things I would like to do when I turn 50. But stuff happens and I've started on the list now. I think I talked about the list once before. (or twice, or three times) Anyways on my list is getting a tatoo. Thanksgiving of 2008, I had my mother-in-law write out both of my kids names in chinese. So that is what I am going to get. When, as soon as I lose 20 pounds, which I plan on doing before May. Where, not sure - any suggestions. I was thinking my ankle, cause I'm pretty much done with the fancy dresses. And besides, that is the only part of my body that doesn't seem to get "enlarged" ALthough, when I think about swollen ankles when I'm older..... Maybe not such a good place. There's always the small of my back, but my daughter refers to that as the tramp stamp. Hey, when I bend over, the only thing people are going to see are my granny panties. There is always my shoulders? Ok, I've got a couple of months to check this out. Might have to google it, but I'm going to take what google says with a grain of salt (can't get over the egg incident)
Didn't see the daughter on Facebook today. She has been on for the past three days. They had a really windy day on the weekend, and were unable to get out to the reefs because of the large waves. Obviously they are making up for it now. Sounds like she is having fun, lots of fun.
Today was a somewhat productive day - for the son!!!! No actually, I dropped him off at the soccer dome this morning and ran some errands up in Westhills. Tried to get ahold of Shaunan for coffee, but she was on daughter duty. Maybe next time. Then came home, made supper (early) Then it was time to drop the son off at the soccer dome again. This time I got the bottles dropped off at the bottle depot (by the looks of every one else at the depot, my Christmas/New Years holidays were tame) There was one guy there with three buggies full and three large garbage bags. I was this close to going over and helping him sort so the line would go faster (that's my dream job)
Anyway got home around 7:00, the same time as Bill. That's his story, not mine, but boy was he grouchy. It's amazing what a hug can do. I asked him what was wrong, he grumbled abit and then I asked if I could give him a hug. After I gave it to him, he opened up and rambled on about what was wrong. Note to self - hug, then ask. Speaking of hugs, I was lying in bed this morning and had an ahh haa moment. I realized that if I didn't hug the people in my family first; husband, daughter, son, I probably would never get a hug. Don't think I didn't bring this up to the husband and son. And as soon as I can get in contact with the daughter, she'll be getting the low down too.

Poem: This one was written for my friend Rose, when her husband was turning 40. It's sung tot he tune of the Beverley Hillbillies:
Mark’s 40th

This here’s a story ‘bout a man named Mark.
Worked downtown from morning until dark.
Then one day, he was fightin’ off a cold.
And he suddenly realized he was gettin’ pretty old.
(40 that is – old fart club.)

Well some of his friends said he’s going through a fad.
Other people said he was lookin’ pretty sad.
But Mark just smiled and “Said I got the life.”
“Cause out of all my friends, I’ve got the youngest wife.”
(Rose that is – mother of our boys.)

So Rose she decided to help him celebrate.
Threw him a party – they’re usually pretty great.
And Mark he was happy, in fact he’s tickled pink.
Cause tonight he hopin’ his wife will mix her drinks.
(Tequila and rye maybe red Wine.)

BODY: Did a lot of line dance practicing this afternoon. My first class back in tomorrow night. That helped to achieve my 16,000 steps, I'm sure.

MIND: If you're angry at a loved one, hug that person. And mean it. You may not want to hug - which is all the more reason to do so. It's hard to stay angry when someone shows they love you, and that's precisely what happens when we hug each other. ~Walter Anderson, The Confidence Course, 1997

There were many many quotes I could have put about hugging. This one seemed to go with the topic at hand.

Good night
Off to work tomorrow
Stacey

Day 145 - 220 Days to Go

Another day, another day of soccer. Went to the first match today. The boys played amazing. I'm not sure what makes them tick. Hard to tell with 16 year old boys. They think they are invincible, ie: don't need extra sleep, healthy foods? Who knows! But boy, when they play as a team, talk and have they "s*** together, they look amazing. Unfortunately they couldn't pull off the win. I had to leave the stands when it was tied at 1-1. My heart just can't take it. Good time to people watch!!! By the looks of his posting in Facebook this evening, our little chat must have had some bearing last night. I'm impressed that he was paying attention.
It's official, my holidays are over. Tomorrow is Monday, and people are going to start wanting meals and clean laundry again!

I did manage to get my Costco shopping in this afternoon. Of course I forgot the one thing I actually went for - hearing aide batteries - not for me, but for Mom. Guess I'll be making a second run tomorrow. I also need to take a shirt back to Le Chateau. Actually the son needs to do the return. We'll see if it actually happens.
Didn't get my nap in today (Caroline) as I was certain I was doing the soccer watching this evening as well. Turns out Bill wanted to go, so I was able to clean up, put groceries away, and read a little.

Tonight will be an early night. The son and I have to start getting on a routine. We both have been abusing the late night and sleep in routine around here. Bill is the only one that has stayed on track in that regards.

Entry #3: This one is not a poem, but the actual eulogy I gave at Mom Wee's funeral. I think of her every day, and miss her twice as much!
TRIBUTE

Alice Wee
Hang Sim Wong was born in 1937, in Canton China

At the age of 16, Alice and her mother moved to Hong Kong. It was here that she attended and graduated High School. After graduating, Alice attended college in the evenings. She taught school (grades one and two) during the day to pay for her college education.

In 1959 Alice met Paul Wee. Paul and Alice courted and then married March 1, 1960. By November 1960 , the couple was ready to leave their homeland and move to Canada to begin their life together. Paul took the long way, by ship and train. Alice flew to Montreal and arrived November 29th. Two days later, December 1st their first child was born. William. The following year 1961, they were blessed with a baby girl, Anne. Then a few years later, in June of 1966, another son was born into the family, Ben.
In 1975 Paul and Alice moved their family to Calgary and Calgary has been their home ever since.

I learned all those facts from Mom; from talking with her asking questions and looking at pictures. But I’d like share some more personal moments with you.

Mom is a very important lady in my life. She is my mother-in-law, and up until 3 odd months ago, I was known as her favorite daughter-in-law. (And that had nothing to do with the fact I was the only daughter-in-law at the time) How did I know this, because every time we got together, I would ask “Mom am I your favorite daughter-in-law, and every time she would answer yes, yes, yes In August Mom was given the gift of another daughter-in-law and I was proud to had over the title of favorite to Karen. I am now known as the old(er) daughter-in-law. Karen we should be grateful that son-in-laws have their own category; otherwise Brian would probably be ahead of both of us!!!!

I first met Mom - some 30 years ago. From the very beginning, she made me feel welcome and at home. I was invited to all the family functions as Bill’s girlfriend and one day wife. From day 1, Mom accepted me for who I was, and I’ve learned that is how she treated everyone. Our relationship was based on honesty – and on mom’s part, that was sometimes blunt honesty. I could ask Mom any question and I know she’d share her knowledge with me. From cooking skills (which were hard to duplicate with no recipe) to family history, to my ultimate favorite, Mah Jongg!. I practiced learning my numbers so I could at least sit at the table and appear as a contender.

Mom never put her own needs before those of others. This was just one of the reasons she had such an abundance of great friendships. Mom and Dad made a trip to China a few years back. The main reason for their visit was so mom could attend her 50th school reunion. Keeping in touch with friends was important to her. In addition to her family many of Mom’s friends were her strength and support during her courageous battle.

Up until her illness, most of the family dinners were held in their dining room or kitchen with tables put together, chairs squished around the table and food overflowing. If any of the grand kids had a favorite dish they wanted, well Grandma made sure that it was on the table. Sometimes those dinners included at least 14 people, (or more if friends or friends of friends, or friends of friends, of friends were in town.
And Mom was always the last to sit down. I think the only time we every argued, was when it was time to clean up. Mom would send everyone into the living room to visit and she’d clean up from the meal. We’d quickly grab a dish cloth or towel before she could object. And even then she would be helping right along with us in the kitchen.

Mom’s pride and joy is her family. She was so proud of her children; Bill, Anne and Ben. They exceeded over and above anything she could have wished for them. And Dad or Daddy as she often referred to him. They are a team…..Mom was always taking care of Dad’s best interests. But Dad was given the ultimate husband roll during Mom’s illness. He exemplified the true meaning of love during sickness and in health. And we know Mom was well taken care of, because she had Dad.

Out of all of rolls in her life, daughter, sister, sister-in-law, friend, Aunt, teacher, co-worker, wife, mother, mother-in-law Alice’s proudest roll was that of grandma, or Paa Paa. She loves her grandchildren. All four of them Ashley, Patrick, Jane and Susan, have been blessed to have her in their lives. She loves them unconditionally, accepted their busy schedules and always made sure if they missed a family function, extra food was sent home. She taught them many traditions and cultural necessities; From using chop sticks, the meanings of lucky foods, writing their names in Chinese, explaining why they had so many aunties and uncles, and in keeping with tradition teaching them Mah Jong (so I’d have someone to play with and the grown-ups wouldn’t get stuck with me at their table. )

I’m sure many of us in this room have similar stories about Alice. She opened her heart to all and touched us each in a different way. She is going to be missed, but never forgotten.

I’d like to read a message that I found. The author is unknown, but I think we can all find great comfort in it.

She is Gone You can shed tears that she is gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back or you can open your eyes and see all she's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her and only that she's gone or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.


Love you Mom!!!!!

BODY: Did not wear the pedometer again today. Did the dress up thing again. I think I am starting to make people wonder. I'm usually the one in the sweatpants and sweatshirts. But I did sip on some nice acai tea at the soccer game and avoided that nasty diet pepsi (sill love it though)

MIND: Louise Hay "Love will always disolve the pain." How appropriate for today's affirmation. It some how goes with my missing Mom.

Early Good night
Stacey

Day 144 - 221 Days to Go

The last Saturday of the Holiday Season, and technically the holiday is over - soccer started back up today. CMSA tournament. I attended game one in the afternoon. I'm not a good soccer spectator. I wish so much for the boys and my heart can't take it. Although it is much easier to be critical from the sideline. I wouldn't want to be the player missing a shot or hit or I wouldn't want to be the ref. who is expected to see every single infraction!!! Robin joined me and although she came with a reserved demeanor, she was getting into the tension towards the end. I just close my eyes!!!!!
Bill went to the evening game. Although the outcome was better, apparently the boys did not play well. How bad you ask? Well if you have my son as a Facebook friend, you'll know how bad. Now I am glad he has me as a friend. But I'm not fond of the language that is sometimes used. I try to understand "their" frustrations", but really what does swearing do (expecially the f***ing word) See I can't even type it. So I asked him to remove it, but once it's on, well it's on. So I said my piece, and now I'm going to try and see it from his view! Nope, not seeing it. The next best think I could do was look up the definition. Why does that word offend me. According to Google (and we all know I now have reservations about google after the egg fiasco), the word f***ing in this context is actually just an informal intenisfier. So instead of typing "f***ing embarrasment", he could have typed "quite an embarrasment" "rather an embarrasment" "extremely an embarrasment" Hmmm. I guess the latter words don't give the same intensity. Even "frigin" embarrasment has a joking tone to it. So I'm still not ok, with the terminology, but I certainly understand the frustration!!!!! But trust me son, once you start using words (bad or good, or annoying) on a regular basis, it becomes a habit.
Now if he'd only read my blog regularily, I'd save my voice!!!!!!

Yesterday I forgot to give a hi out to Janice, one of my best peeps! (one of those annoying words I guess)

So today is the 2nd of my poems. When we lived in Estevan, I was a member of the Beta Sigma Phi. Met some great ladies and kept some great friends. When you're new in town, and it's a small town, it's a great way to meet people. We had some great outings. From car rally's, to christmas parties, to kidnap breakfasts, to secret sisters, to conventions in North Dakota. Anyway when I left, I sent a gift to the chapter along with this little note:

Greetings Sigma Chapter
This time of year has come.
I hope you’ll have a toast on me,
With the egg nog and the rum.

Sorry I can’t be with you
I know we’d have a ball.
I’m always thinking of you’s.
Merry Christmas one and all.

BODY: Didn't wear the pedometer today. But I did some better: I showered, dressed up, styled my hair (need that haircut soon), put on make up. Haven't done that in a few days. Slumming around the house has been my "dress of choice."

MIND: Louise Hay: "Forgiveness is a gift to myself. I forgive, and I set myself free."

Goodnight
Stacey

Day 143 - 222 Days to Go

Exciting Day for Me - the ocd in me is liking the 222 number. I know, weird; but honest. Sometimes thats how I spend my time on the treadmill; waiting for the next neat number (yes I said neat) like I do 30 minutues usually and so 2222, 1111, 2121, 1212, 1010, 654, 543, etc - you get the picture. All the time playing little mind games. Ok, enough about my little "quirks." (De you can stop laughing)
Also decided I wanted to give a shout out to all my followers - all 5 of them. Actually, there may be more, but I'm going by the people who have left me comments over the past 143 Days.
Hi to De, and Cheryl, Robin, and Alisa, Shaunan (didn't misspell it this time) Darcy, Sue, Karen, Wayne, Rachelle, hmmm, I think that's it. If there are more, and I have forgotten, I apologize. If there are more and I haven't heard from you----probably better that way!!!!

I'm in the process of putting together a compilation of all my poems, stories that I have written over the years (sounds like I'm on my last leg) There are some eulogy's, some toasts, some stories, and many many poems. I thought I would share some on my blog, while I'm doing this. (and they are not in any particular order)

number #1
Dinner Party Invitation
January 1st, 2004

Greetings friends, it’s us the WEE’S
We’re here to let you know
We’re hosting the next dinner party
Come rain, or sleet or snow.

The date is January 31st
The theme was picked by me.
So practice with those chopsticks kids,
That’s right we’re going to do Chinese.

The three of you, Lynn, De, and Rose.
Can decide on what to bring.
Say dessert, the drink an appetizer,
Like rolls with a little spring.

The date and place have now been set
We must decide a time
So when I’ve got my act together,
I’ll finish out this rhyme.

There was a group of families that lived in the Hamptons, The Flotts, Stasuiks, Bowrons, Wee's and I can't remember if Halls were there or not. Well we started this monthly dinner party thing. I don't recall how many times we actually got together. Do you De? Anyway, it didn't last too long - it's hard to keep a group together where there are more differences than simularities I think. I know it shouldn't happen, but it does. It was fun while it lasted.

As you've probably guessed today was a pretty lazy day, hence the babbling. I did manage to get out of my PJ's, but only to shovel the driveway. And he biggest news: the son helped me download some songs on the PS3. I am a singing Diva now. There's whitney houston, billy ocean, rick astley, boy george, elvis, don maclean.....cher.

BODY: Despite all the work I did today (not), I only got 7000 steps in, but the night is not over - there is laundry to finish and line dancing to practice.

MIND: Louise Hay "I trust my inner wisdom!" yes I do. It's nice to be at a place in your life and to have that feeling.

Good Night and Hello 2010

Stacey