Sorry Shaunan, I hope you get to work before you check the blog post. I don't want to make you late for work.
I also want to send out birthday wishes today (since the world is still in tact)
Happy Birthday to my cousin Darcy. I still remember when you're mom brought you home from the hospital. It was Christmas Day and you guys came to our house. I think we came to get you or visit you and when we got back home, my Mom told me I forgot a present under the tree. I remember thinking, how could I have not seen a present that big. Turned out it was my light brite, and Santa had forgot all about the present in the closet. I also remember we started singing "Hello Dolly" to your mom. Not sure why........
Also Happy Birthday to one of my American girlfriends, De. Sorry De, I didn't get those diamonds in the mail soon enough, but your card should be coming soon.
So a couple of neat entries to talk about. First, I won on the radio. I know, it's almost like another job for me. But when I'm awake at 5:00 a.m. (cause that's when Bill leaves for work), I turn the radio on and listen, and that's when a lot of contests come on. This time I won ticket's to Jubilations Dinner Theatre; a Tim Hortons gift basket and tickets to the premier screening of a new Matt Damon movie in Janaury. I love positive energy.
Last night was an amazing end to a very hectic day. I manage to work three of my stores and still head to work with the kids in the afternoon. Patrick was scheduled to arrive back in Calgary around 11:10. I thought I would run some errands first, seeing how Superstore is open 24 hours during the holiday season. I was pleasantly surprised how empty the parking lot was, and even more surprised how empty the store was at 9:30 at night. I needed a few groceries and a few presents for a work Christmas party on Monday. During my shopping, the son called to tell me the flight was delayed. So I finished my shopping and after some pondering, decided to head to Tim Hortons for a hot chocolate instead of driving all the way home, only to turn around and head back to the airport. I knew somewhere in my purse was a $15.00 Tim Horton's gift card, but I didn't have the patience to go searching for it. As I was waiting for my toasted bagel, 6 young gentlemen (high school age), dressed in their highland uniforms, kilts and all, walk into Tim Hortons. They placed their order after me, and suddenly it just seemed like the right time to find the gift card. I handed it to the lady working at the til, and asked her to apply it to the group's order. It doesn't matter how many times one does this, it always, always, leaves me with a warm heart. The boys walked by me on the way to their seats, and all six of them thanked me (Maam) So I'm working on my IPad, and I notice they all get up and back to the cashier; after all they are growing boys. Before I know it, they guys are standing in front of my table, and they present me with a gift mug and coffee. (The same gift I had just purchased three of) Wow, I was blown away. The original thank you was appreciation enough. I wish I could thank their parents on a job well done.
Now there is a bit of "dodododododod" in this story. At the beginning of the week, I had been researching on taking a trip to Scotland; just for Bill and I. I'll go into more of that in a different blog. But the fact that Scotland and these young men in their kilts showed up in the same week, in my thoughts, just keeps me believing in the power of thought.
Patrick's flight finally arrived just after 12:00 midnight. It was great to see the boy; whiskers and all. I guess when you are busy with exams, personal hygiene comes last. We arrived home to great fanfare from Maya, and a smile from Bill. Just as I am getting ready for bed, Patrick asks me if I would like to hear some of his journal from his trip to Thailand this past summer. The adult in me just wanted to get some sleep, but the mom in me was thrilled that he would want to share his personal story with me. So for the next hour or so, Patrick read part of his experiences during his trip. I think I sat there with my mouth open the entire time. Where did this boy learn to write. I may be his mom, but I was very impressed with his writing style and capabilities. Once he has finished the journal, I hope he will let me share some excertps with you.
That was my past week in a nut shell - or at least in this blog. I hope to get another blog written before Christmas, but if I don't Merry Christmas everyone.
Stacey
Friday, December 21, 2012
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Day 2 of December
It's December 15, so only 10 more days til Christmas - am I ready - no, but that's part of the Christmas spirit......I've been told!
You would think people would be so busy getting ready for Christmas (or the end of the world) that they wouldn't be looking for a blog to read........ but some people are just too organized (or bored)
It has been a busy couple of weeks. December 8th was Bill's company Christmas party. Once again it was being held at the Banff Springs Hotel - my favorite place in Banff. It was a very disappointing event for me. Check in was at 4:00 pm and we didn't leave Calgary until 3:30ish. By the time we got to the hotel, there was no parking left - 500 parking spots and they were all full. The attendant happen to find us a spot near the garbage disposal, which actually turned out to be closer than the parking garage. We entered the hotel to discover a line up that could match a Disney ride in California. Apparently there were 8 oil company Christmas parties being held in the hotel that same night. Despite the long line up, the wait went quite fast. Bill finally made it to the front of the line, only to discover our room was just being cleaned as we registered. Another wait, but again, it went by fast. And then it happened........ Bill's phone rang - could it be the kids? Nope! Maybe some relatives? Nope! It was work... Wait, wasn't everyone from work at the party? Apparently not. So as Bill is talking on the phone, we check into our room (which turned out to be a wonderful suite), I got dressed, I dressed Bill and we headed down for supper. Now the problem at work needed more resources, so Bill had to search out for "help". Normally I would mingle and greet people, but I didn't know a soul. So I did what any good wife would do - I grabbed a glass of bubbly that went by on the tray and waited... and waited....and waited. Finally it was time to sit down for dinner. Thankfully I found our table and seats and eventually Bill joined the table. He was able to eat each course, and finish up the work inbetween the courses. The smile on my face was no stuck and the muscles were getting sore. I asked Bill if after dinner, I could go to the room and relax. And that's how I spent the rest of my night; curled up on the comfortable bed, in my comfy pj's, watching the TV and reading. I think Bill finally made it back to the room around 3:00 a.m. I'm glad he was able to get in some fun time - and wouldn't you know there were no more work problems after I left!!!!
We got up Sunday morning, had brunch in the hotel and headed home. Now how I would normally spend a day and evening at the Banff Springs Hotel, but hey, it wasn't my Christmas party.
On Thursday, I took the kids (the ones I work with) on a field trip to the mall to see Santa. Talk about an amazing day. The kids have never really been in a mall before and had never seen Santa. Well all three did wonderful. Miss J climbed onto Santa's lap and just got comfy cozy and wasn't in any hurry to leave. All three kids were amazing and very well behaved.
I arrived home Thursday to find a couple messages from the seniors home when Mom is at. Seems they had some concerns, as Mom wasn't herself. She was confused and her memory was worse than norma. I went over to visit her after supper, only to find her sitting on her bed, trying to put on clothes on the wrong part of her body. She was very agitated. The nurses were concerned she either had an infection or vascular dementia. Her blood pressure was way to high and her legs were quite swollen. It was very hard for me to watch, but I can only imagine how awful it must have been for mom. They were finally able to get mom's blood pressure down, and by Friday morning, they had confirmation that she did in fact have an infection. I took her to her doctors to get some prescriptions filled. I tried explaining to mom was had happened the day before, but she wouldn't believe me and thought everyone was concerned over nothing. It was an exhausting 24 hours.
So Friday night, I did what any good wife (oops, I mean daughter) would do, I headed to the local pub with my girlfriend Rose for wings and nachos (and a couple of coolers - couple equals 5, right). We were well planned - Rose's son dropped us off, and Ashley picked us up. It was a fun night. I really did need to unwind - I had spent the past couple of days negotiating with 2 years olds and an 89 year old. (and sometimes a 23 year old)
So today I spent most of the day finishing off a couple of Christmas presents, and clearning off my desk. I'm scared to see how high the laundry pile is. I'm wondering if I should get an assistant.... (hahahah)
Anyway better get dressed, as we're heading out for dinner with Anne and Brian.
Stacey
You would think people would be so busy getting ready for Christmas (or the end of the world) that they wouldn't be looking for a blog to read........ but some people are just too organized (or bored)
It has been a busy couple of weeks. December 8th was Bill's company Christmas party. Once again it was being held at the Banff Springs Hotel - my favorite place in Banff. It was a very disappointing event for me. Check in was at 4:00 pm and we didn't leave Calgary until 3:30ish. By the time we got to the hotel, there was no parking left - 500 parking spots and they were all full. The attendant happen to find us a spot near the garbage disposal, which actually turned out to be closer than the parking garage. We entered the hotel to discover a line up that could match a Disney ride in California. Apparently there were 8 oil company Christmas parties being held in the hotel that same night. Despite the long line up, the wait went quite fast. Bill finally made it to the front of the line, only to discover our room was just being cleaned as we registered. Another wait, but again, it went by fast. And then it happened........ Bill's phone rang - could it be the kids? Nope! Maybe some relatives? Nope! It was work... Wait, wasn't everyone from work at the party? Apparently not. So as Bill is talking on the phone, we check into our room (which turned out to be a wonderful suite), I got dressed, I dressed Bill and we headed down for supper. Now the problem at work needed more resources, so Bill had to search out for "help". Normally I would mingle and greet people, but I didn't know a soul. So I did what any good wife would do - I grabbed a glass of bubbly that went by on the tray and waited... and waited....and waited. Finally it was time to sit down for dinner. Thankfully I found our table and seats and eventually Bill joined the table. He was able to eat each course, and finish up the work inbetween the courses. The smile on my face was no stuck and the muscles were getting sore. I asked Bill if after dinner, I could go to the room and relax. And that's how I spent the rest of my night; curled up on the comfortable bed, in my comfy pj's, watching the TV and reading. I think Bill finally made it back to the room around 3:00 a.m. I'm glad he was able to get in some fun time - and wouldn't you know there were no more work problems after I left!!!!
We got up Sunday morning, had brunch in the hotel and headed home. Now how I would normally spend a day and evening at the Banff Springs Hotel, but hey, it wasn't my Christmas party.
On Thursday, I took the kids (the ones I work with) on a field trip to the mall to see Santa. Talk about an amazing day. The kids have never really been in a mall before and had never seen Santa. Well all three did wonderful. Miss J climbed onto Santa's lap and just got comfy cozy and wasn't in any hurry to leave. All three kids were amazing and very well behaved.
I arrived home Thursday to find a couple messages from the seniors home when Mom is at. Seems they had some concerns, as Mom wasn't herself. She was confused and her memory was worse than norma. I went over to visit her after supper, only to find her sitting on her bed, trying to put on clothes on the wrong part of her body. She was very agitated. The nurses were concerned she either had an infection or vascular dementia. Her blood pressure was way to high and her legs were quite swollen. It was very hard for me to watch, but I can only imagine how awful it must have been for mom. They were finally able to get mom's blood pressure down, and by Friday morning, they had confirmation that she did in fact have an infection. I took her to her doctors to get some prescriptions filled. I tried explaining to mom was had happened the day before, but she wouldn't believe me and thought everyone was concerned over nothing. It was an exhausting 24 hours.
So Friday night, I did what any good wife (oops, I mean daughter) would do, I headed to the local pub with my girlfriend Rose for wings and nachos (and a couple of coolers - couple equals 5, right). We were well planned - Rose's son dropped us off, and Ashley picked us up. It was a fun night. I really did need to unwind - I had spent the past couple of days negotiating with 2 years olds and an 89 year old. (and sometimes a 23 year old)
So today I spent most of the day finishing off a couple of Christmas presents, and clearning off my desk. I'm scared to see how high the laundry pile is. I'm wondering if I should get an assistant.... (hahahah)
Anyway better get dressed, as we're heading out for dinner with Anne and Brian.
Stacey
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Day 1 of December
And the countdown is on til Christmas.
December 1, we celebrated Bill's birthday. Technically he celebrated the morning buying and installing a new TV for my mom. Hers finally bit the dust at the beginning of the week, and she had been sitting watching a blank screen all week. I had visited her in the middle of the week, and showed her how to work her "tape/radio" machine. She was thrilled to be able to listen to Daniel O'Donnell. Unfortunately, by Friday, she had forgotten how to work the machine. I must remember to make some instructions for her. So anyway, back to Bill's birthday. He spent the morning getting Mom's TV set up, and then I think he napped in the afternoon (I went into work doing cards) Saturday night, Ashley, Ethan and I took Bill to his favorite restaurant "Kinjos". They were packed. So packed that we left before they had time to come by and sing his birthday song. Then we headed back home for cake, or in this case cupcakes that Ashley had made for her Dad's birthday. After cupcakes, we sat for a family movie. I can't remember the last time we all sat for a movie (if you don't count going to the theatre to see the new James Bond film) I think Bill's favorite gift was the "fruit cake" from Ashley (that I bought and gave her to give) and his least favorite gift was the nose hair clippers that I got him. I'm waiting until he is asleep, then I'll try them out.
Sunday I went to visit my Mom. I was in charge of helping her with her Christmas shopping this year. Really, it's not that hard because she just gives everyone money. The difficult part is coming up with creative ways for her to give the money. This year we decided to (skip this part Alisa) buy Christmas crackers (not the one's you eat, but the one's you pull). I clipped one of the cracker and then put the money inside; then I retied the end. I took this all over to Mom's and she helped put the tags on the crackers. Mom is finding it difficult to hold a pen and write for long periods, so I had to make up labels. It took us an hour, but I think Mom had a great feeling of pride in having helped in the process. And just like the day before for Bill, I needed to come home for a nap. We must be getting old.
I have had periodic correspondence from the son. He's finished classes and is now in the process of studying for exams. Movemeber is over and here is picture of the before and after shots. I can't believe how much older he looks with the "stache". 18 days until he comes home!!!!!
Bill has booked us for another vacation(I know 2 in one year) Looks like we'll be going to Florida, and it will be just the four of us. I'm really excited for that part. I will keep you posted on the details as the trip begins.
Because we'll be home for Christmas, we decided to host the family Christmas dinner - both families combined. The kids are excited. They love having family gatherins at our house. I think I'll be ready in time - must remember the turkey!!!!!!!
It's getting busy in the house - got the tree up, but not fully decorated yet. Some baking started, nuts and bolts made, and 1/2 the shopping done. Now if I could just get the remainder of my Christmas cards done, I'd be a happy camper.
Better get off to work, it's an early shift today.
Stacey
December 1, we celebrated Bill's birthday. Technically he celebrated the morning buying and installing a new TV for my mom. Hers finally bit the dust at the beginning of the week, and she had been sitting watching a blank screen all week. I had visited her in the middle of the week, and showed her how to work her "tape/radio" machine. She was thrilled to be able to listen to Daniel O'Donnell. Unfortunately, by Friday, she had forgotten how to work the machine. I must remember to make some instructions for her. So anyway, back to Bill's birthday. He spent the morning getting Mom's TV set up, and then I think he napped in the afternoon (I went into work doing cards) Saturday night, Ashley, Ethan and I took Bill to his favorite restaurant "Kinjos". They were packed. So packed that we left before they had time to come by and sing his birthday song. Then we headed back home for cake, or in this case cupcakes that Ashley had made for her Dad's birthday. After cupcakes, we sat for a family movie. I can't remember the last time we all sat for a movie (if you don't count going to the theatre to see the new James Bond film) I think Bill's favorite gift was the "fruit cake" from Ashley (that I bought and gave her to give) and his least favorite gift was the nose hair clippers that I got him. I'm waiting until he is asleep, then I'll try them out.
Sunday I went to visit my Mom. I was in charge of helping her with her Christmas shopping this year. Really, it's not that hard because she just gives everyone money. The difficult part is coming up with creative ways for her to give the money. This year we decided to (skip this part Alisa) buy Christmas crackers (not the one's you eat, but the one's you pull). I clipped one of the cracker and then put the money inside; then I retied the end. I took this all over to Mom's and she helped put the tags on the crackers. Mom is finding it difficult to hold a pen and write for long periods, so I had to make up labels. It took us an hour, but I think Mom had a great feeling of pride in having helped in the process. And just like the day before for Bill, I needed to come home for a nap. We must be getting old.
I have had periodic correspondence from the son. He's finished classes and is now in the process of studying for exams. Movemeber is over and here is picture of the before and after shots. I can't believe how much older he looks with the "stache". 18 days until he comes home!!!!!
Bill has booked us for another vacation(I know 2 in one year) Looks like we'll be going to Florida, and it will be just the four of us. I'm really excited for that part. I will keep you posted on the details as the trip begins.
Because we'll be home for Christmas, we decided to host the family Christmas dinner - both families combined. The kids are excited. They love having family gatherins at our house. I think I'll be ready in time - must remember the turkey!!!!!!!
It's getting busy in the house - got the tree up, but not fully decorated yet. Some baking started, nuts and bolts made, and 1/2 the shopping done. Now if I could just get the remainder of my Christmas cards done, I'd be a happy camper.
Better get off to work, it's an early shift today.
Stacey
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Day 6 of November
There is lots of snow around here, but it is so beautiful. The scenary looks like a Christmas card, with the snow stuck to the branches of the trees. I should almost have a fire pit tonight to sit out and enjoy the fresh air. (plus the fire smoke - my favorite scent)
Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends. Safe travels! And thanks for also sharing your "Black Friday" tradition. Apparently many Canadian stores are jumping on the economic band wagon. I'll be curious to read in the Saturday paper if we have the same occurances as they do in the States. So I must remember to avoid all stores on Friday.
Had a nice visit with Mom yesterday. We have her Christmas lists all made up and I just need to get a few supplies. I love thinking up new twists on how she can give money this year. I think she enjoys the results too. Stayed tuned for the details (Alisa - close your eyes)
We were thinking of having a Grey Cup party this weekend - seeing how Calgary has made it to the game, but then we remembered we have a birthday party for Linden in the morning. Don't want to make it too busy of a party.
My Christmas list is getting shorter, now if I could just get motivated to finish my Christmas cards. This weekend is going to be my "clear every project up" weekend. Did I say every project - I meant "most" projects.
Well I better go jump in the shower. This morning hair do will scare the kids, I'm sure.
Stacey
Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends. Safe travels! And thanks for also sharing your "Black Friday" tradition. Apparently many Canadian stores are jumping on the economic band wagon. I'll be curious to read in the Saturday paper if we have the same occurances as they do in the States. So I must remember to avoid all stores on Friday.
Had a nice visit with Mom yesterday. We have her Christmas lists all made up and I just need to get a few supplies. I love thinking up new twists on how she can give money this year. I think she enjoys the results too. Stayed tuned for the details (Alisa - close your eyes)
We were thinking of having a Grey Cup party this weekend - seeing how Calgary has made it to the game, but then we remembered we have a birthday party for Linden in the morning. Don't want to make it too busy of a party.
My Christmas list is getting shorter, now if I could just get motivated to finish my Christmas cards. This weekend is going to be my "clear every project up" weekend. Did I say every project - I meant "most" projects.
Well I better go jump in the shower. This morning hair do will scare the kids, I'm sure.
Stacey
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Day 5 of November
I'm not trying to scare people, but only 37 days til Christmas. I asked the kids for their wish lists. Of course their wish list resemble their life patterns. The most expensive item the son wants is $97.00 (cologne of all things) and the daughter $800.00 (telephoto lense). In life, it was soccer vs equestrian riding...... I hope they made it onto Santa's "good" list.
I had a great time last night. Went out with a few ladies from work. One of the ladies is leaving Canada and moving back home to the Phillipines. We met at China Rose for a buffet. We arrived at 3:30 but the buffett didn't start until 5:00. We headed to the Deerfoot mall to the Yangtze Restaraunt. While we were waiting for the restaraunt to open, we made a pit stop to visit Santa. He was a very good sport.
After dinner, we headed to the bowling alley "Lets Bowl." It's off of Memorial Drive. We had a lot of fun. I think I have ten pin bowled before, but to be honest, I don't remember. But I knew where to put my fingers in the holes (either I have bowled before or I watched an awful lot of the Flintstones in my youth) I'm surprised there isn't a condition that bowlers have (tennis players get tennis elbow) Those balls are quite heavy. I bowled a fair game (we played two) but towards the middle of our second game, I decided to try a fancy shot - or at least not let my ball bounce on the lane. Not a great idea. I somehow twisted the ball and my fingers, and now I have a sprained.bruised thumb. At least I have a war story to tell the family.
After bowling we headed out for some Kareokee. It took us a couple of tries to find a place. We ended up at a place in Temple - something Lion. I was a little excited when we arrived at 9:00 because the place wasn't busy so I thought we wouldn't have to wait to long to sing. But the actual DJ/person didn't start until 9:30ish and by then, the regulars had all shown up. Our group got a couple of songs in. But we had to leave arount 11:00ish because Jayne(Cinderella) needed to be at work at midnight It was a very enjoyable evening!
On a side note, Movember is in full force and I see where my son has joined the cause. Here's a recent photo of his accomplishment.
I had a great time last night. Went out with a few ladies from work. One of the ladies is leaving Canada and moving back home to the Phillipines. We met at China Rose for a buffet. We arrived at 3:30 but the buffett didn't start until 5:00. We headed to the Deerfoot mall to the Yangtze Restaraunt. While we were waiting for the restaraunt to open, we made a pit stop to visit Santa. He was a very good sport.
After bowling we headed out for some Kareokee. It took us a couple of tries to find a place. We ended up at a place in Temple - something Lion. I was a little excited when we arrived at 9:00 because the place wasn't busy so I thought we wouldn't have to wait to long to sing. But the actual DJ/person didn't start until 9:30ish and by then, the regulars had all shown up. Our group got a couple of songs in. But we had to leave arount 11:00ish because Jayne(Cinderella) needed to be at work at midnight It was a very enjoyable evening!
On a side note, Movember is in full force and I see where my son has joined the cause. Here's a recent photo of his accomplishment.
Anyway, it's Sunday and I have a few things that I need to get off my plate. And with the weather being as nice as it has the past couple of days, today would be a good time to get out and get them done.
Stacey
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Day 4 November
This past week sure went by fast. Before I knew it, Tuesday, November 6th was here and it was my Mom's 89th birthday. Robin, Alisa and I took her out for dinner at Montana's.
It was a nice dinner and a nice visit. Our waitress was just great. She was so friendly and took the time to make Mom feel special. She asked Mom to give her one piece of "wisdom" advice. Mom gave her 2: First she said, don't smoke. And the second one.......don't eat green beans when you're young, because when you get old and live in a seniors center, that's all they feed you. Ahh words to live by. I was talking to mom on the phone, and she is still thrilled with the birthday card she received from Alisa - it was one of those "sassy" ones from RPG (Papyrus) and mom has been showing everyone at the manor. She's feeling pretty special still.
On a side note, December 6 was also my Dad's birthday. Mom was born in 1923 and Dad was born in 1918. He was five years older than mom. While we were talking about it on Tuesday night, mom said that when she and dad were dating, Dad didn't belive Mom that her birthday was the same day. He thought she just made it up.
It was also amusing to listen to mom talk about one of the ladies at her table. She said this lady just isn't the same. She seems to be losing her memory. She'll tell Mom a story at breakfast, and then repeat the same story at supper. So, I'm putting out the word right now........if I've repeated a story once, smile; twice - please tell me!
There is lots of snow outside right now. Well not on our driveway because Bill was up at 6:30 am this morning using his trusty new snow blower. I guess we'll never make friends with our neighbors now! (unless he offers to do their driveways too)
Ashley hasn't been home all week. I guess we'll see her tomorrow at the new James Bond movie. I wasn't going to go, but then Ashley called and begged me to come. I felt so special that she would want me that bad, but then she confessed that she didn't want Dad to feel left out (there is a whole group of people/couples going). At least she is looking out for one of us! Hopefully having missed the last 20 James Bond films, I'll still get the story...hahahahahah
Well, my desk is starting to spill onto the office floor. I wonder what it would look like after a snow blower was in here...hmmmmmm.
Off to clean up my office.
Stacey
On a side note, December 6 was also my Dad's birthday. Mom was born in 1923 and Dad was born in 1918. He was five years older than mom. While we were talking about it on Tuesday night, mom said that when she and dad were dating, Dad didn't belive Mom that her birthday was the same day. He thought she just made it up.
It was also amusing to listen to mom talk about one of the ladies at her table. She said this lady just isn't the same. She seems to be losing her memory. She'll tell Mom a story at breakfast, and then repeat the same story at supper. So, I'm putting out the word right now........if I've repeated a story once, smile; twice - please tell me!
There is lots of snow outside right now. Well not on our driveway because Bill was up at 6:30 am this morning using his trusty new snow blower. I guess we'll never make friends with our neighbors now! (unless he offers to do their driveways too)
Ashley hasn't been home all week. I guess we'll see her tomorrow at the new James Bond movie. I wasn't going to go, but then Ashley called and begged me to come. I felt so special that she would want me that bad, but then she confessed that she didn't want Dad to feel left out (there is a whole group of people/couples going). At least she is looking out for one of us! Hopefully having missed the last 20 James Bond films, I'll still get the story...hahahahahah
Well, my desk is starting to spill onto the office floor. I wonder what it would look like after a snow blower was in here...hmmmmmm.
Off to clean up my office.
Stacey
Monday, November 5, 2012
Day 3 of November
And it's another Monday.
Had a lovely, but tiring weekend in Banff with the ladies. It's not that we over indulged ourselves, it was a busy weekend added onto a tiring previous week. We stayed at a hotel right in the heart of Banff. The location was great as we walked around to window shop. I being the "non-shopper" person was actually the only one who bought anything. To think I went all the way to Banff to shop at the Bay!!!! It was surprising to see no snow in the town of Banff; only the mountains had snow; and they were beautiful mountains. We headed home on Sunday morning; either around 10;30 or 11:30, depending which clock we looked at. (it was time to change the clocks back one hour) Despite the 1 1/2 hour drive home, we still couldn't up with something to do; so seeing how there were four of us ladies and one movie we all wanted to see - we rented Magic Mike. It was - entertaining - . Usually I am a big fan of Matthew MacConnehey(sp), but he was horrible in this movie - not so much his acting (k, that wasn't great either), but the character was so unattractive (on the inside), but great buns. Tatum Channing had the best role, and I didn't find his personal appearance as wonderful as everyone beams about; but he does have that "charisma" which makes him quite attractive. There a free review. Like the sales girl said to Rose when she bought the movie "The story line is terrible, but who cares!"
I was in bed by 9:00 pm on Sunday night and slept til 6:30 am Monday, when my alarm went off. (minus 2 pee breaks) I had to get up early to take my car to the autobody shop. It was time to get my car ding fixed. Then the rental company picked me up, and we headed to their shop. They offered me a white, Ford, explorer. It seemed so big, so I asked for something a little smaller. Wouldn't you know it would turn out to be black. It's a Mitchubishi (sp) and I actually find it quite roomy in the front.
So tomorrow is a crazy day - I better get another good night sleep.
Stacey
Had a lovely, but tiring weekend in Banff with the ladies. It's not that we over indulged ourselves, it was a busy weekend added onto a tiring previous week. We stayed at a hotel right in the heart of Banff. The location was great as we walked around to window shop. I being the "non-shopper" person was actually the only one who bought anything. To think I went all the way to Banff to shop at the Bay!!!! It was surprising to see no snow in the town of Banff; only the mountains had snow; and they were beautiful mountains. We headed home on Sunday morning; either around 10;30 or 11:30, depending which clock we looked at. (it was time to change the clocks back one hour) Despite the 1 1/2 hour drive home, we still couldn't up with something to do; so seeing how there were four of us ladies and one movie we all wanted to see - we rented Magic Mike. It was - entertaining - . Usually I am a big fan of Matthew MacConnehey(sp), but he was horrible in this movie - not so much his acting (k, that wasn't great either), but the character was so unattractive (on the inside), but great buns. Tatum Channing had the best role, and I didn't find his personal appearance as wonderful as everyone beams about; but he does have that "charisma" which makes him quite attractive. There a free review. Like the sales girl said to Rose when she bought the movie "The story line is terrible, but who cares!"
I was in bed by 9:00 pm on Sunday night and slept til 6:30 am Monday, when my alarm went off. (minus 2 pee breaks) I had to get up early to take my car to the autobody shop. It was time to get my car ding fixed. Then the rental company picked me up, and we headed to their shop. They offered me a white, Ford, explorer. It seemed so big, so I asked for something a little smaller. Wouldn't you know it would turn out to be black. It's a Mitchubishi (sp) and I actually find it quite roomy in the front.
So tomorrow is a crazy day - I better get another good night sleep.
Stacey
Friday, November 2, 2012
Day 2 of November
Today I have gone from mechanic to doctor. (I love google). So after my great accomplishment last night, I clean up and get ready for bed. I'm reading my book, and I get this pain in my left side. Without going into all the details of how I tried to remedy it, I finally go downstairs and climb into a hot tub of water. It gave me great relief. Unfortunately I had he water temperature a little to hot, and I was sweating like a pig and couldn't stay in too long. Once I got out, the pain was back. I put on some soothing music, wrapped up in a blanket, did some tapping and a lot of visualization. I visualize where the pain is, and lead it out of my body. By 4:00a.m it was gone and I went back to bed. I'm pretty sure I dozed a little bit before that. This morning I was feeling good, and chalked the pain up to bad menstrual cramps. But, by the time I was finished work aroun 3:00 today, I could feel the pain returning. It didn't help that I was in the car and driving, so my movement was limited. When I got home, I grabbed the heating pad and rested, and then again climbed into a hot tub. The heat really does help. So I've got the pain under control, now my job is to determine what's the cause. Here are my theories:
1) really bad indigestion.......but that should have been rectified after all the throwing up last night
2) really bad menstrual cramps...... I've read where they can be severe when going through menopause. I can probably count one one hand the number of times I have had bad cramps in my life
3) a kidney stone..... The pain is on the left side of my body, side to lower abdomen, comes and goes, but is sharp
4) abdominal hernia........I was lifting heavy tires last night, feels somewhat constipated
5) appendix.......nope already gone
6) gall stones.....nope, gall bladder already gone
I'm not really anxious about the possible ondition, I can deal with that.... But I'm going away to banff tomorrow and I don't want to be a wet towel. Worrying about that is probably not helping to rectify the situation. So from here on in, I'm not going to worry about the weekend. The worst thing that can happen is I might have to go to the banff hospital if I can't control the pain if it returns. Awwwww, to be rid of the worry feels good already.
K, I better go pack and wait to hear rom the ladies as to when thy want to leave tomorrow.
Stacey
1) really bad indigestion.......but that should have been rectified after all the throwing up last night
2) really bad menstrual cramps...... I've read where they can be severe when going through menopause. I can probably count one one hand the number of times I have had bad cramps in my life
3) a kidney stone..... The pain is on the left side of my body, side to lower abdomen, comes and goes, but is sharp
4) abdominal hernia........I was lifting heavy tires last night, feels somewhat constipated
5) appendix.......nope already gone
6) gall stones.....nope, gall bladder already gone
I'm not really anxious about the possible ondition, I can deal with that.... But I'm going away to banff tomorrow and I don't want to be a wet towel. Worrying about that is probably not helping to rectify the situation. So from here on in, I'm not going to worry about the weekend. The worst thing that can happen is I might have to go to the banff hospital if I can't control the pain if it returns. Awwwww, to be rid of the worry feels good already.
K, I better go pack and wait to hear rom the ladies as to when thy want to leave tomorrow.
Stacey
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Day 1 of November
If you've been following my blog, you'll remember our trip to Victorville to attend the wedding out our niece Linda. I talked about Linda and Ryan's, Uncle Wayne, the kookie uncle that was the life of the party. I just found out from Linda that Uncle Wayne passed away suddenly from a heart attacked two days ago. It took my breath away. I had received an email from his a couple of weeks ago. R.I.P Uncle Wayne, you were a force to be reckoned with!
And tomorrow is Friday, and it's girls weekend in Banff. Will fill you in on the details next week.
Stacey
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Day 17 of October
Happy Halloween Everyone.
There are going to be a lot of cold little ghosts and goblins tonight...or maybe not a lot! Typical Halloween weather in Calgary........typical halloween costume in Calgary - Snowpants, wintercoat, and whatever type of costume will fit over!
Very interesting day yesterday; full of surprises. It started off at Chapters where I was meeting my manager. Left there around 10:30 and popped over to one of my other stores. Turns out, the receiving "guy" is no longer working there. So sad - Todd was a great guy and a lot of fun. Did a quick walk through Walmart to pick up our Christmas card "picture". Then I called my girlfriend to go out for lunch - turns out she was stuck in her house - for two different reasons, but the most obvious one being that someone parked right in front of her driveway, and she couldn't get out even if she wanted to. Obviously some Mount Royal Student was in a hurry and didn't have their brain turned on in the morning.
So I had a little extra time and I headed to the south for job number #4573804. I had about an hour before I needed to be at work, so I stopped at a near by hair salon to see if I could get a quick cut. Good luck was on my side, and there was a gentleman available (not always a good sign). I explained to Brock that I just needed a quick trim to get rid of some of the frizzies from my perm. He looked very professional (again not always a good sign) He had his little apron with 10 or so pairs of scissors strapped in there. Brock was a good salesman and convinced me I needed a $20.00 treatment to beautify my hair. I actually thought it was a good idea. So we treated, washed, rinsed and headed back to the cutting chair. To make a long story short, 75 minutes later, I looked gorgeous! No really. It was more than I wanted or needed, but he did an amazing job. He blew dry my hair, taking out all the curl, then he used the curling iron to put 3 or 4 curls back in my hair, then he worked his magic fingers and when he turned to face me to the mirror, I looked like I should have on a Christmas party dress and be heading to the ball. But know, I was off to play with three, 2 year olds. Needless to say, I may be going back there for the Christmas party do.... So I grab my coat, check my phone (oh no, I'm 20 minutes late), pay quickly and head to work. I felt really bad because the nannies had been trying to get a hold of me to see if I was ok. (I'm never late, and don't like being late) But I looked damn good. The three kids could have cared less.
If I hadn't been so tired, I would have suggested to Bill we go out for dinner, as I didn't want to waste my new do. Just as well, because when Bill came home, he never noticed. I should have taken a picture because I know I'll never be able to duplicate that look again!!!!! This morning, it's just my usual curls again. Kid proof and much faster.
Seeing how it's Halloween, I've found the best costume ever for playgroup this morning. I'm going as a Madonna Fan. I knew this T-Shirt I bought at her concert would come in handy. Again easy and quick. My two middle names.
Goodbye October!
Stacey
There are going to be a lot of cold little ghosts and goblins tonight...or maybe not a lot! Typical Halloween weather in Calgary........typical halloween costume in Calgary - Snowpants, wintercoat, and whatever type of costume will fit over!
Very interesting day yesterday; full of surprises. It started off at Chapters where I was meeting my manager. Left there around 10:30 and popped over to one of my other stores. Turns out, the receiving "guy" is no longer working there. So sad - Todd was a great guy and a lot of fun. Did a quick walk through Walmart to pick up our Christmas card "picture". Then I called my girlfriend to go out for lunch - turns out she was stuck in her house - for two different reasons, but the most obvious one being that someone parked right in front of her driveway, and she couldn't get out even if she wanted to. Obviously some Mount Royal Student was in a hurry and didn't have their brain turned on in the morning.
So I had a little extra time and I headed to the south for job number #4573804. I had about an hour before I needed to be at work, so I stopped at a near by hair salon to see if I could get a quick cut. Good luck was on my side, and there was a gentleman available (not always a good sign). I explained to Brock that I just needed a quick trim to get rid of some of the frizzies from my perm. He looked very professional (again not always a good sign) He had his little apron with 10 or so pairs of scissors strapped in there. Brock was a good salesman and convinced me I needed a $20.00 treatment to beautify my hair. I actually thought it was a good idea. So we treated, washed, rinsed and headed back to the cutting chair. To make a long story short, 75 minutes later, I looked gorgeous! No really. It was more than I wanted or needed, but he did an amazing job. He blew dry my hair, taking out all the curl, then he used the curling iron to put 3 or 4 curls back in my hair, then he worked his magic fingers and when he turned to face me to the mirror, I looked like I should have on a Christmas party dress and be heading to the ball. But know, I was off to play with three, 2 year olds. Needless to say, I may be going back there for the Christmas party do.... So I grab my coat, check my phone (oh no, I'm 20 minutes late), pay quickly and head to work. I felt really bad because the nannies had been trying to get a hold of me to see if I was ok. (I'm never late, and don't like being late) But I looked damn good. The three kids could have cared less.
If I hadn't been so tired, I would have suggested to Bill we go out for dinner, as I didn't want to waste my new do. Just as well, because when Bill came home, he never noticed. I should have taken a picture because I know I'll never be able to duplicate that look again!!!!! This morning, it's just my usual curls again. Kid proof and much faster.
Seeing how it's Halloween, I've found the best costume ever for playgroup this morning. I'm going as a Madonna Fan. I knew this T-Shirt I bought at her concert would come in handy. Again easy and quick. My two middle names.
Goodbye October!
Stacey
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Day 16 of October
Tomorrow is Halloween.....whoooo.... I miss when my kids were little and we would go out. I don't miss when they were teenagers, and I'd worry when they went out.
I'm still pondering the PPP - password preservation problem......
Today is about my Kobo. I'm not sure if I mentioned this problem before, but I'm at the same crossroads once again. I bought my Kobo a year or so ago, when I was leaving on my train trip for Halifax. (I think) Anyway I've read quite a few books on my Kobo (a few bad, but most good) One of my original disappointments was I would receive all these coupons for 15% or 20% off my next book. So I started making a list of books I like to read (I usually only buy fiction for my Kobo) Then when I received a coupon, I would pick the next book I wanted to read and apply the coupon. No chance. Seems many publishers state that the Kobo coupons are not allowed on their books (They assure me there are some books that allow it, but not books I've picked out) So that was fine. I wrote to Kobo/Chapters/Indigo and complained and told them not to send me anymore emails. I still have my list of books I want, and it's getting longer - and I go online to find out, the new, hard cover books are only actually a couple dollars more than if I were to buy it on Kobo. I'm also at a stage in my life (old) that I don't want to hang onto a bunch of books, so once I have read them, I like to share them or give them to people to read and pass on. Thus here is the dilema........I'd be curious to hear from anyone that has a positive response right now for owning the Kobo. Like I said, when I took my train trip, I didn't have to carry a book around (just a Kobo and a charger) Before I had a Kobo I was convinced it was a silly piece of technology. Then my friend had one, and it seemed cool, and so I bought one. Then it was even cooler, and I tried to convince everyone they should get it. Now..... is this what they call a traitor?
On a much more serious note, I came across this quote that my cousin posted on facebook. I had been questioning exactly what a miracle was, and this showed up. Wow..... blew me away. Love you Ashley and Patrick..... two of the best things ever given to me.
Stacey
I'm still pondering the PPP - password preservation problem......
Today is about my Kobo. I'm not sure if I mentioned this problem before, but I'm at the same crossroads once again. I bought my Kobo a year or so ago, when I was leaving on my train trip for Halifax. (I think) Anyway I've read quite a few books on my Kobo (a few bad, but most good) One of my original disappointments was I would receive all these coupons for 15% or 20% off my next book. So I started making a list of books I like to read (I usually only buy fiction for my Kobo) Then when I received a coupon, I would pick the next book I wanted to read and apply the coupon. No chance. Seems many publishers state that the Kobo coupons are not allowed on their books (They assure me there are some books that allow it, but not books I've picked out) So that was fine. I wrote to Kobo/Chapters/Indigo and complained and told them not to send me anymore emails. I still have my list of books I want, and it's getting longer - and I go online to find out, the new, hard cover books are only actually a couple dollars more than if I were to buy it on Kobo. I'm also at a stage in my life (old) that I don't want to hang onto a bunch of books, so once I have read them, I like to share them or give them to people to read and pass on. Thus here is the dilema........I'd be curious to hear from anyone that has a positive response right now for owning the Kobo. Like I said, when I took my train trip, I didn't have to carry a book around (just a Kobo and a charger) Before I had a Kobo I was convinced it was a silly piece of technology. Then my friend had one, and it seemed cool, and so I bought one. Then it was even cooler, and I tried to convince everyone they should get it. Now..... is this what they call a traitor?
On a much more serious note, I came across this quote that my cousin posted on facebook. I had been questioning exactly what a miracle was, and this showed up. Wow..... blew me away. Love you Ashley and Patrick..... two of the best things ever given to me.
Stacey
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Day 15 of October
Today is a day about remembering. Or in my case....not remembering. I am so embarrassed, I am not even going to mention the actual incident, but lets just say, I put something away and when I couldn't find it, I was sure it must have been stolen. Every once in a awhile I would get a little nudge in my brain that maybe I put it somewhere.....but they my CSI brain would kick in and I'd examine the facts and try to convince my self that no, it must have been stolen. When I explained the situation to a good friend, she gave me some advice....retrace your steps. And here in lies the problem.... I couldn't remember them. I think I did this, but did I do that on that day, and why would I do the stupid original problem in the first place. I know this sounds confusing,,,, but lets just say, in the middle of the night, out of the blue, i remembered, and the misplace item was found. Now, I promise I will never laugh at anyone ever again for forgetting something.... unless of course I forget.....
That brings us to my next dilema. Passwords.....I have so many... passwords for banking, passwords for my blog, passwords for my I-pad, passwords for Facebook, passwords for my apps on my I-pad, and of course the list goes on and on and on. What happens when I wake up one day and I can't remember a darn one. There was a show yesterday that talked about most common mistakes people make on setting up passwords, and I'm proud to say, I don't have easy ones to figure out..... So I'm trying to set up something, somewhere to list my passwords and keep it private. But then of course I would need another password to access that. I have determined that the reason I can remember all my passwords now, is because I don't have to remember phone numbers. With the technology today, as long as I have my cell phone, or caller ID on my house phone, I can contact anybody. The sad part of this scenario, I can't even remember the phone number to my sister, and when people ask me my number, it's take alot of retrieving time from my brain to remember it.
Although it is a wintery day outsite, it is a beautiful one. I have a girlfriend (she knows who she is) who takes wonderful pictures. I can't wait to see what she captures with her camera today!!!!!
Moral of the day.....keep your mind active because like the rest of your body, it is a muscle that needs to be exercised.
Stacey
That brings us to my next dilema. Passwords.....I have so many... passwords for banking, passwords for my blog, passwords for my I-pad, passwords for Facebook, passwords for my apps on my I-pad, and of course the list goes on and on and on. What happens when I wake up one day and I can't remember a darn one. There was a show yesterday that talked about most common mistakes people make on setting up passwords, and I'm proud to say, I don't have easy ones to figure out..... So I'm trying to set up something, somewhere to list my passwords and keep it private. But then of course I would need another password to access that. I have determined that the reason I can remember all my passwords now, is because I don't have to remember phone numbers. With the technology today, as long as I have my cell phone, or caller ID on my house phone, I can contact anybody. The sad part of this scenario, I can't even remember the phone number to my sister, and when people ask me my number, it's take alot of retrieving time from my brain to remember it.
Although it is a wintery day outsite, it is a beautiful one. I have a girlfriend (she knows who she is) who takes wonderful pictures. I can't wait to see what she captures with her camera today!!!!!
Moral of the day.....keep your mind active because like the rest of your body, it is a muscle that needs to be exercised.
Stacey
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Day 14 of October
You would think that after 13 days of holiday information, I wouldn't have much more to talk about for awhile......... Well then it snowed.
This is my first official pity party of the fall/winter.
I'd officially like to invite all the neighbours because I think they should love me after the grand gesture I did for them last night.
First of all, it's October 23rd, and so it's not that unusual to have a big snow fall this time of year. We had a little bit yesterday and then last night it came down.
I was in bed early, around 9:00ish to read my book by my wonderful light. I'm reading an autobiography of Gloria Vanderbuilt. (I can see why Anderson Cooper was embarrassed to help edit some of his mom's books) Anyway, Bill is downstairs watching TV, whateve scary show he has PVR, or DVD's or is on some cable channel. He comes upstairs, goes in the kitchen and kindly puts the dishes away (from the counter, not the dishwasher) I'm pretty sure he does not have a quiet button anywhere on his body - trust me, I asked. Then he walks into the bedroom at 10:00 (this is at night, remember), looks out the back window, sees all this snow and decides he should go outside to blow the snow away (with his new snow/leaf/pests/anything not nailed down - blower) I remind him that it's ten o'clock at night. He's pretty sure the neighbors are still awake. I finally convince him that it is too late, and if I were trying to go to sleep (which I was), I'd be annoyed at a stupid neighbor. Plus the golf course is closed now, so he couldn't even blame it on the golf course workers. Fine, he says, he'll do it in the morning. Well someone got a good night sleep, so he didn't wake up until 6:30 am (that's late for him) and of course there is no time to blow snow. I tell him to leave it and I'll do it. (I'm pretending this part didn't happen, but he said, just to do my section of driveway!!!!)
I finally pull myself out of bed at 8:30 and figure treadmill vs driveway - I don't have the energy to do both. Driveway needs to be done. Then my OCD sets in and I can't leave a little here and a little there.
Remember three car garage, 5 family vehicles, and I only drive one vehicle and park the same place each time...... 45 minutes later, I'm done (not the prettiest job, but clear enough) And besides, it's still snowing.
Here is the icing on the cake. The daughter phones at 7:30 am this morning, on her way to work. She hasn't been home since Thursday night, but will be home tonight. She's sitting in traffic on Glenmore Trail. She's wondering if I (yes me) can help her put on her winter tires tonight! Apparently I offered to help her once (I must have been drunk) So how bad do we really need groceries today?
K, pity party is over, work to do, bed to make and shower after that wonderful workout! (play along)
5 months til spring!
Stacey
This is my first official pity party of the fall/winter.
I'd officially like to invite all the neighbours because I think they should love me after the grand gesture I did for them last night.
First of all, it's October 23rd, and so it's not that unusual to have a big snow fall this time of year. We had a little bit yesterday and then last night it came down.
I was in bed early, around 9:00ish to read my book by my wonderful light. I'm reading an autobiography of Gloria Vanderbuilt. (I can see why Anderson Cooper was embarrassed to help edit some of his mom's books) Anyway, Bill is downstairs watching TV, whateve scary show he has PVR, or DVD's or is on some cable channel. He comes upstairs, goes in the kitchen and kindly puts the dishes away (from the counter, not the dishwasher) I'm pretty sure he does not have a quiet button anywhere on his body - trust me, I asked. Then he walks into the bedroom at 10:00 (this is at night, remember), looks out the back window, sees all this snow and decides he should go outside to blow the snow away (with his new snow/leaf/pests/anything not nailed down - blower) I remind him that it's ten o'clock at night. He's pretty sure the neighbors are still awake. I finally convince him that it is too late, and if I were trying to go to sleep (which I was), I'd be annoyed at a stupid neighbor. Plus the golf course is closed now, so he couldn't even blame it on the golf course workers. Fine, he says, he'll do it in the morning. Well someone got a good night sleep, so he didn't wake up until 6:30 am (that's late for him) and of course there is no time to blow snow. I tell him to leave it and I'll do it. (I'm pretending this part didn't happen, but he said, just to do my section of driveway!!!!)
I finally pull myself out of bed at 8:30 and figure treadmill vs driveway - I don't have the energy to do both. Driveway needs to be done. Then my OCD sets in and I can't leave a little here and a little there.
Remember three car garage, 5 family vehicles, and I only drive one vehicle and park the same place each time...... 45 minutes later, I'm done (not the prettiest job, but clear enough) And besides, it's still snowing.
Here is the icing on the cake. The daughter phones at 7:30 am this morning, on her way to work. She hasn't been home since Thursday night, but will be home tonight. She's sitting in traffic on Glenmore Trail. She's wondering if I (yes me) can help her put on her winter tires tonight! Apparently I offered to help her once (I must have been drunk) So how bad do we really need groceries today?
K, pity party is over, work to do, bed to make and shower after that wonderful workout! (play along)
5 months til spring!
Stacey
Monday, October 22, 2012
Day 13 of October
LA, Disneyland, San Francisco, Vancouver, Victoria, Madonna Vacations
(con't and concluded)
I almost forgot the ending to the story.
So we wake up, Monday, October 1st. Great memories of the Madonna concert. I loved the vacation, but I'm looking forward to getting home for a holiday.
Bill finishes up a bit of work on his computer and I pop downstairs to the continental breakfast; one of the best this entire trip, I might add.
We return our car to the Vancouver Airport rental car and head to our terminal. There was a slight delay of the plane coming from Calgary (hopefully not due to bad weather). By now the terminal is quite crowded, and the conversations are all starting to sound the same (were you at the concert last night; where were your seats) Seems everyone knew everyone, and everyone was at the Madonna concernt. Finally our plane arrives in Vancouver and after a quick clean (lets go with that belief) we board our plane. I just get to my seat in the back of the plane when I realize I have left my plastic bag with all my trinkets in it. I must have been so anxious to get going home that I left it in the terminal where we were sitting (snoozing). So as the plane continues to load, I am making my way against people traffic to the front of the plane. I promise I will never complain about somebody else doing this again. I just kept hoping my Madonna t-shirts were still there. The flight attendant (male) asked who was holding up his line. I yelled out "just me!" I made it off with only a few disgruntle looks. I ran back to our seats, and with relief my MDNA bag was still sitting in the same spot I had left it. So I sheepishly got in the back of the line and with a long explanation to the lady taking tickets, was able to board the plane again. The same flight attendant was at the door to greet me and I asked if he was still willing to let me board. He graciously said yes and hoped I had found what I was looking for. When I explained it was my Madonna T-shirts, he was excited and even more excited when I informed him that the plane was probably filled with many Madonna concert goers. Sure enough, as we were preparing for take off, he asked if anyone on board had attended the concert. I'm willing to bet that at least 80 percent of the people on the flight had been to at least one of the Vancouver concerts (she had two nights)
The rest of the flight was quiet in comparison, and when I awoke, we were making our landing into Calgary. As soon as we touched down, the same flight attendant got on the microphone and started singing his favorite Madonna tune (Material Girl). I think the crowd was tired, because it took us a while to realize what he was doing. What a great ending to a great holilday.
Ben picked us up at the airport; got home to an excited Maya; green lawn; fridge full of dead food; Bill off to get in his last week of golf and eventually lots and lots of laundry (just ours).
THE END
Well, I'm not back into the real world; it's October 22nd (exactly three weeks since we've been home) and the grass is no longer green. White with snow already. I'm sure this isn't the beginning of our long winter, but it sure does make you wish for spring again.
Stacey
(con't and concluded)
I almost forgot the ending to the story.
So we wake up, Monday, October 1st. Great memories of the Madonna concert. I loved the vacation, but I'm looking forward to getting home for a holiday.
Bill finishes up a bit of work on his computer and I pop downstairs to the continental breakfast; one of the best this entire trip, I might add.
We return our car to the Vancouver Airport rental car and head to our terminal. There was a slight delay of the plane coming from Calgary (hopefully not due to bad weather). By now the terminal is quite crowded, and the conversations are all starting to sound the same (were you at the concert last night; where were your seats) Seems everyone knew everyone, and everyone was at the Madonna concernt. Finally our plane arrives in Vancouver and after a quick clean (lets go with that belief) we board our plane. I just get to my seat in the back of the plane when I realize I have left my plastic bag with all my trinkets in it. I must have been so anxious to get going home that I left it in the terminal where we were sitting (snoozing). So as the plane continues to load, I am making my way against people traffic to the front of the plane. I promise I will never complain about somebody else doing this again. I just kept hoping my Madonna t-shirts were still there. The flight attendant (male) asked who was holding up his line. I yelled out "just me!" I made it off with only a few disgruntle looks. I ran back to our seats, and with relief my MDNA bag was still sitting in the same spot I had left it. So I sheepishly got in the back of the line and with a long explanation to the lady taking tickets, was able to board the plane again. The same flight attendant was at the door to greet me and I asked if he was still willing to let me board. He graciously said yes and hoped I had found what I was looking for. When I explained it was my Madonna T-shirts, he was excited and even more excited when I informed him that the plane was probably filled with many Madonna concert goers. Sure enough, as we were preparing for take off, he asked if anyone on board had attended the concert. I'm willing to bet that at least 80 percent of the people on the flight had been to at least one of the Vancouver concerts (she had two nights)
The rest of the flight was quiet in comparison, and when I awoke, we were making our landing into Calgary. As soon as we touched down, the same flight attendant got on the microphone and started singing his favorite Madonna tune (Material Girl). I think the crowd was tired, because it took us a while to realize what he was doing. What a great ending to a great holilday.
Ben picked us up at the airport; got home to an excited Maya; green lawn; fridge full of dead food; Bill off to get in his last week of golf and eventually lots and lots of laundry (just ours).
THE END
Well, I'm not back into the real world; it's October 22nd (exactly three weeks since we've been home) and the grass is no longer green. White with snow already. I'm sure this isn't the beginning of our long winter, but it sure does make you wish for spring again.
Stacey
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Day 12 of October
LA, Disneyland, San Francisco, Vancouver, Victoria, Madonna Vacation
(con't)
Sunday morning, up with the larks, I think I'll take a walk in the park, hey, hey, hey it's a beautiful day. Ok, not a Madonna song, but it sure fits with the weather in Victoria. Had a much more restful sleep last night. The bed was softer, thanks to the foam cover; and the room was warmer, thanks to a working furnace. Not sure what time Patrick returned from the University last night, but he crashed on the couch in his room so it was a little noisy in the morning (snoring echoing everywhere)
Bill went for his usual workout and I packed up our suitcases once more. With a hug and a kiss goodbye we were on our way back to Vancouver. We managed to catch the 12:00 ferry without having to wait too long. This time I did stay in the car to snooze while Bill headed up deck to check out the view. With the help of our friend GPS we headed to our next hotel. I'm pretty sure we didn't go the direct route, and I was actually getting a little nervous when we drove through a couple of industrial areas. But it turns out this hotel in Vancouver was the best hotel of our entire trip (family homes excluded). It was the Days Inn, Vancouver Metro. I booked this particular hotel for a couple of reasons. One, it was centrally located in the middle between the airport and Rogers Place (where Madonna was playing). Two, it was only one of a handful of hotels that hadn't tripled their price because of the Madonna concert. Once we arrived, we discovered that we were a few blocks (ok, maybe 10) from the Sky Train. For the cost of $2.50 (a deal on Sundays) we could take the train directly to the Rogers Place. The registar at the hotel was very helpful, and if I had to find a hotel to stay at again, I would chose this over and over. When she found out we were going to the Madonna concert, she mentioned that quite a few guests were also going. Someone else must have done their research too.
We headed up to our room, which was comfortable, cozy and clean. There wasn't a lot of time for relaxing. We decided to head out early and eat before leaving for the concert. Our hotel was located in what looked like a mini Little Saigon, so we headed for noodles. Supper didn't take as long as we thought, so when we arrived at the Rogers center, we were a bit early. Bill decided to snooze on a bench and I spent the time people watching. I couldn't believe the number of scalpers. I even got to see a police bust go down. After listening to the scalpers explain the story (cause they are so reliable) I was starting to feel sorry for the guy who was being taken down. Turns out he just got a ticket for jaywalking.
So the doors open for the 8:00 concert and our seats are amazing.
Rumours were going around that Madonna would be late. I guess people aren't used to opening acts in Vancouver. It's not that Madonna was late, she just had a DJ opening for her. I quite enjoyed him; Bill was getting a little tired of him after an hour and a half. Of course we spent a lot of time people watching while the stage was being reset for Madonna.
I lost track of the costume changes, but she wasn't off stage for very long. I can honestly say that is the best concert I have been too. But when Madonna is done, she is done. There wasn't really any encores, but there were a couple of times you thought it might be over and she would be back out. But when the concernt was done, the lights were on and the stage hands had the stage coming apart pretty fast.
I was tired from just standing all night, can you imagine how tired Madonna and her dancers were..... So we headed to the sky train to get back to the hotel and admire my Madonna T-Shirt. Worth it - quality wise no, memory wise - yes.
Hotel for 1 night $59.00, sky train cost 10.00, Madonna T-shirt $40.00, continental breakfast - free; Madonna concert - priceless. Thanks to Ashley and Patrick for the tickets.
(con't)
Sunday morning, up with the larks, I think I'll take a walk in the park, hey, hey, hey it's a beautiful day. Ok, not a Madonna song, but it sure fits with the weather in Victoria. Had a much more restful sleep last night. The bed was softer, thanks to the foam cover; and the room was warmer, thanks to a working furnace. Not sure what time Patrick returned from the University last night, but he crashed on the couch in his room so it was a little noisy in the morning (snoring echoing everywhere)
Bill went for his usual workout and I packed up our suitcases once more. With a hug and a kiss goodbye we were on our way back to Vancouver. We managed to catch the 12:00 ferry without having to wait too long. This time I did stay in the car to snooze while Bill headed up deck to check out the view. With the help of our friend GPS we headed to our next hotel. I'm pretty sure we didn't go the direct route, and I was actually getting a little nervous when we drove through a couple of industrial areas. But it turns out this hotel in Vancouver was the best hotel of our entire trip (family homes excluded). It was the Days Inn, Vancouver Metro. I booked this particular hotel for a couple of reasons. One, it was centrally located in the middle between the airport and Rogers Place (where Madonna was playing). Two, it was only one of a handful of hotels that hadn't tripled their price because of the Madonna concert. Once we arrived, we discovered that we were a few blocks (ok, maybe 10) from the Sky Train. For the cost of $2.50 (a deal on Sundays) we could take the train directly to the Rogers Place. The registar at the hotel was very helpful, and if I had to find a hotel to stay at again, I would chose this over and over. When she found out we were going to the Madonna concert, she mentioned that quite a few guests were also going. Someone else must have done their research too.
We headed up to our room, which was comfortable, cozy and clean. There wasn't a lot of time for relaxing. We decided to head out early and eat before leaving for the concert. Our hotel was located in what looked like a mini Little Saigon, so we headed for noodles. Supper didn't take as long as we thought, so when we arrived at the Rogers center, we were a bit early. Bill decided to snooze on a bench and I spent the time people watching. I couldn't believe the number of scalpers. I even got to see a police bust go down. After listening to the scalpers explain the story (cause they are so reliable) I was starting to feel sorry for the guy who was being taken down. Turns out he just got a ticket for jaywalking.
(big hair)
(big nose)
(big egos)
And then she arrived - and boy did she arrive. I may not agree with all that is Madonna, but the lady can put on a show. My favorite number was when she brought in the marching band - from the sky.
I was tired from just standing all night, can you imagine how tired Madonna and her dancers were..... So we headed to the sky train to get back to the hotel and admire my Madonna T-Shirt. Worth it - quality wise no, memory wise - yes.
Hotel for 1 night $59.00, sky train cost 10.00, Madonna T-shirt $40.00, continental breakfast - free; Madonna concert - priceless. Thanks to Ashley and Patrick for the tickets.
Day 11 of October
We interrupt this holiday blog for, well just because I can.
It's 7:30ish in the morning, and I'm sitting here doing my best to shrug off this "fight or flight" feeling. Now I know it is an anxious moment, anxiety attack per say; but I can honestly say I actually feel the "fight or flight feeling. The problem is I'm not sure what I'm trying to fight or flee from, and here in lies the problem. I'm thinking about my day and I looking forward to everything in the day. I'm at playschool with the kids this morning (a fun part of the week); no card stores to do during the day, so I can come home and nap if I need to; I'm starting a water class with a great friend tonight - and I'm wishing it was sooner; Bill doesn't need supper tonight as he has a late lunch; Ashley won't be home tonight so I don't need to make her supper. You know these things would be much easier to diagnose if there were actual problems or issues for me to see.
I wish I could strap some fancy medical device to me right now so I could measure everything - blood pressure,(because isn't that what every doctor checks first) heart rate,(because my heart feels like it is beating a mile a minute) brain waves (especially the brain waves), head pressure (because my head feels like it wants to explode) heck, I might as well give a urine sample too, cause I always have to pee!
K, I'm going to go and lay my head down for 15 minutes, and I know with time it will pass.
Think of this short blog as a commercial for the next holiday blog - before M A D O N N A.
(Thankfully, the sense of humor or sarcasism is still in tact) or is it
Stacey
It's 7:30ish in the morning, and I'm sitting here doing my best to shrug off this "fight or flight" feeling. Now I know it is an anxious moment, anxiety attack per say; but I can honestly say I actually feel the "fight or flight feeling. The problem is I'm not sure what I'm trying to fight or flee from, and here in lies the problem. I'm thinking about my day and I looking forward to everything in the day. I'm at playschool with the kids this morning (a fun part of the week); no card stores to do during the day, so I can come home and nap if I need to; I'm starting a water class with a great friend tonight - and I'm wishing it was sooner; Bill doesn't need supper tonight as he has a late lunch; Ashley won't be home tonight so I don't need to make her supper. You know these things would be much easier to diagnose if there were actual problems or issues for me to see.
I wish I could strap some fancy medical device to me right now so I could measure everything - blood pressure,(because isn't that what every doctor checks first) heart rate,(because my heart feels like it is beating a mile a minute) brain waves (especially the brain waves), head pressure (because my head feels like it wants to explode) heck, I might as well give a urine sample too, cause I always have to pee!
K, I'm going to go and lay my head down for 15 minutes, and I know with time it will pass.
Think of this short blog as a commercial for the next holiday blog - before M A D O N N A.
(Thankfully, the sense of humor or sarcasism is still in tact) or is it
Stacey
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Day 10 of October
(con't)
Day 11
Saturday, September 29th
It was a restless night. I heard the boys come home at two different times and then leave again. Seems they had finished the pub crawl and were hanging out at another friends place. Patrick sent me a face message saying they would just spend the night at their friend Elliots. The restless sleep was also contributed to the fact that Patrick's bed was as hard as a rock. Add in that it was freezing in his place. Bill took off early for the gym, so it was just me and the laundry (not ours) left on our own. Patrick finally straggled in some time before noon and Bill returned shortly after that.
(this is the pub crawl results)
Now Patrick wanted to hit the gym and he needed to get some studying done as midterms were coming up. That left the afternoon open for Bill and I to venture around Victoria. Did I mention I would have been just as happy to sit in a lawn chair and enjoy the outside weather. Our first stop was the nearby Home Outfitters to get a foam mattress to put on stop of the rock bed. I wanted to get another comfortor as well, but Bill had a better suggestion "Turn on the darn furnace!" At Patrick's suggestion we drove to Buchart Gardens. Apparently Bill likes flowers (or walking) Once we discovered that it would cost us $30.00 each to admire the flowers, we drove to another recommended park "Beacon Hill Park." I thought Princess Island Park in Calgary had a lot of birds. There were ducks and Canada Geese everyone and even the odd pigeon was trying to disguise themself to get the free food. There were signs posted all over the park, instructing patrons not to feed the birds. Needless to say, the signs weren't helping. 
(this was before the fall)
We returned to Patrick's, cleaned up, added the foam top to the bed and threw in another load of laundry. When Patrick got home we took him to pick up a few groceries. (is a few more than $200.00) Then we headed to The Keg for a nice big steak. I for one enjoyed my meal and my margarita (or two) 
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Day 9 of October
LA ,Disneyland, San Francisco, Vancouver, Victor, Madonna Vacation
Day 10,
Friday, September 28th
I am still in shock that Bill is on aten day (or longer) holiday. I even got an email from my brother in law who pretty much said the same thing. I am ready to leave San Francisco (maybe that's why I didn't struggle with getting up at 4;30 a.m. this morning.) I'm sure there is so much more to do and see, but this is one of those trips where you should have a car, a plan, and maybe a wine drinking girlfriend. I'm just leaving it at that.
We had a more positve experience with the cab driver this morning. She was much more talkative; we learned a little bit more about the San Francisco economy, and she got out of her cab both times to help us with our bags. The San Francisco airport was huge and practically empty first thing in the morning. They have a very efficient check in system and it took no time at all to make our way to our terminal. When we did check in, they had difficulty finding us seats. When they finally did, the lady said the seats were going to cost us extra. I told her that wasn't acceptable because we had already paid for the seats. So then she gave us the more expensive seats without any hassle. At first I was a little excited thinking that maybe we had been upgraded to first class. That would have been one more thing off my bucket list. But no, it turned out that we got the seats by the emergency doors, with the extra leg room. Really, they should pay those people for taking on the added responsiblity. I pretty much slept the entire 2 1/2 hour flight. Ahh back on Canadian soil. We quickly retrieved our bags and headed for the car rental company. We actually used the a manual map instead of the GPS to get us to the ferry terminal.
I tried to talk Bill into sitting in the car with me and napping, but he wanted to go above deck. So that's where I did my napping.
Before long, we had docked and we were on our way to see Patrick. We arrived to Patrick cooking dinner for us. What a pleasnat surprise. Unfortunately he and his room mate wouldn't be joining us. They were off to a scheduled Pub Crawl.
So it was an eary, quiet and unevenful evening. Two more nights til Madonna!!!!
Day 10,
Friday, September 28th
I am still in shock that Bill is on aten day (or longer) holiday. I even got an email from my brother in law who pretty much said the same thing. I am ready to leave San Francisco (maybe that's why I didn't struggle with getting up at 4;30 a.m. this morning.) I'm sure there is so much more to do and see, but this is one of those trips where you should have a car, a plan, and maybe a wine drinking girlfriend. I'm just leaving it at that.
We had a more positve experience with the cab driver this morning. She was much more talkative; we learned a little bit more about the San Francisco economy, and she got out of her cab both times to help us with our bags. The San Francisco airport was huge and practically empty first thing in the morning. They have a very efficient check in system and it took no time at all to make our way to our terminal. When we did check in, they had difficulty finding us seats. When they finally did, the lady said the seats were going to cost us extra. I told her that wasn't acceptable because we had already paid for the seats. So then she gave us the more expensive seats without any hassle. At first I was a little excited thinking that maybe we had been upgraded to first class. That would have been one more thing off my bucket list. But no, it turned out that we got the seats by the emergency doors, with the extra leg room. Really, they should pay those people for taking on the added responsiblity. I pretty much slept the entire 2 1/2 hour flight. Ahh back on Canadian soil. We quickly retrieved our bags and headed for the car rental company. We actually used the a manual map instead of the GPS to get us to the ferry terminal.
Before long, we had docked and we were on our way to see Patrick. We arrived to Patrick cooking dinner for us. What a pleasnat surprise. Unfortunately he and his room mate wouldn't be joining us. They were off to a scheduled Pub Crawl.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Day 8 of October
LA, Disneyland, San Francisco, Vancouver, Victoria, Madonna Vacation
(con't)
Day 9
Thursday, September 27th
Happy birthday to my cousin Tammie, who is exactly one week younger than I. Bill found a gym yesterday on our trek home, so this morning, he decided to try it out.
That gave me a little longer "get ready time." It was after 11:00 when we left our room today, and unfortunately neither Bill or myself felt the need to discuss what our plans were. I thought we had decided on a plan the night before, but I must have been dreaming. I had wanted to walk through ChinaTown and check out all the little shops. Bill knew of a walking tour that started at 12:30 on the far outskirts of Chinatown. This meant we had to rush (up and down many roads), and rush through china town and it's crowd of people to hopefully catch the tour that would take us back to where we just came from. We arrived at the meeting spot at 12:35 and the tour had already left. But another tour operator advised us that if we rushed (some more) we might be able to catch up to them. Now Chinatown in San Franscisco is about 40 blocks in total 4x10. Do we follow some lousy instructions and rush back through Chinatown or make our own tour? NowIi'm sure there are some wonderful and interesting facts about one of the largest
Chinatowns iin Northa America. But really, I just wanted to stroll, and window shop, and people watch. Finally after a couple of hasty blocks and countless locals and visitors alike, I suggested to Bill that we abandon our hunt and do the tour on our own. I think I used the phrase "mosey". By now both of us are a little perturbed for different reasons. Lets just say we made our way out of Chinatown faser than we both wanted. Next stop, the little Italy tour, which wasn't on our original agenda, but both of us were to stubborn to say no. Thank god for little Italy. It was only 45 minute tour/walk, which was just about the right amount of time for both of us to cooll off. The tour guide did all the talking, so we didnt' have to. We learned and seen some interesting facts. There is a Catholic Church that Joe DiMaggio had his first marriage in. He tried to marry Marily Monroe there, but church wouldn't allow it because Joe's first marriage hadn't been annulled by the church. The other cool fact about this church was it's address. The building number is 666. Irony here.
We concluded the tour in Washington park, which by the way, holds a large statue of Ben Franklin. No body could explain why.
By now Bill and I have returned to our cheery, talkative selves (use your imagination) and we set out for the water front once again. We finally come across a nice little Italina restarunt where Bill could get his assortment of seafood, and I could order something with alcohol.!!!!!! The meal was delicious and once again, we make the climb back to our hotel. If my leg muscles haven't stregthened by the end of this trip, well then i just wasn't meant to be. It was an early night; not even the tv went on becasue Friday is a really early start. Our flight for Vancouver leaves at 8:15 am. Who would book such an early flight, oh yeah me.
(con't)
Day 9
Thursday, September 27th
Happy birthday to my cousin Tammie, who is exactly one week younger than I. Bill found a gym yesterday on our trek home, so this morning, he decided to try it out.
Chinatowns iin Northa America. But really, I just wanted to stroll, and window shop, and people watch. Finally after a couple of hasty blocks and countless locals and visitors alike, I suggested to Bill that we abandon our hunt and do the tour on our own. I think I used the phrase "mosey". By now both of us are a little perturbed for different reasons. Lets just say we made our way out of Chinatown faser than we both wanted. Next stop, the little Italy tour, which wasn't on our original agenda, but both of us were to stubborn to say no. Thank god for little Italy. It was only 45 minute tour/walk, which was just about the right amount of time for both of us to cooll off. The tour guide did all the talking, so we didnt' have to. We learned and seen some interesting facts. There is a Catholic Church that Joe DiMaggio had his first marriage in. He tried to marry Marily Monroe there, but church wouldn't allow it because Joe's first marriage hadn't been annulled by the church. The other cool fact about this church was it's address. The building number is 666. Irony here.
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Day 7 of October
Take a deep breath. There are only 5 or 6 days left of this holiday blog. (I know I'm thinking, thank goodness)
LA, Disneyland, San Francisco, Vancouver, Victoria, Madonna Vacation
(con't)
Day 8
Wednesday, September 26th
We slept in a little bit longer today. Could have been for a couple of reasons: all the fresh air from the day before, or all the hill walking, or the car alarm that went off around two a.m. right below our window. It woke me with a start, and my first thought was "is someone trying to break into our rental car?" Once I came to my senses, I remembered that we didn't have a rental car, so I just laid back and waited, and waited for the alarm to stop.
After breakfast, we made our way back down to the water front. We decided to take an open top bus tour. It was a 24 hour, hop on, hop off tour.
We stayed on the bus for the entire 2 1/2 hour tour. You just plugged in your ear phones and the tour was narrated. It took us throught the financial district, Chinatown,
Little Italy, the Tenderloin district; we even seen a famous record store, or at least famous to Bill. Its called Amoeba Music: (Born in 1990 in Berkeley, California, Amoeba Music is inspired by many of the great independent record stores. We stock everything -- from the most popular artists to the most obscure in all genres -- including jazz, international folk and popular music, roots music, classical music, all kinds of rock and soul music, just to name a few of the most obvious categories.)
We also went across the Golden Gate Bridge and back again,
We sat up on the open top of the bus for the entire time. It was soo cold and windy as we approached the Golden Gate bridge. We had planned to get off and walk across the bridge, but by now we were freezing and waiting for another bus didn't appeal to us.
Our saying in Calgary is "if you don't like the weather, just wait a couple of minutes." In San Francisco, the saying is "If you don't like the weather, just move a couple of blocks". In addition to all the unique sites we seen off the bus, there were a couple of unique sites on the bus.
We departed the bus down by the pier and made our way to a hidden little Mexican restaurant and tequila bar called Las Marguerites.
We had come across this place on a previous walk. Talk about a large collection of tequila. This place had over 250 different kinds of tequila. Bill tried a new type of tequila and I went for my usual marguerita. Oh yeah, the food was great too.
Now it was time to take our full bellies back to our hotel. Am I getting used to the hills or have we finally found a path that seems alot easier this evening.
LA, Disneyland, San Francisco, Vancouver, Victoria, Madonna Vacation
(con't)
Day 8
Wednesday, September 26th
We slept in a little bit longer today. Could have been for a couple of reasons: all the fresh air from the day before, or all the hill walking, or the car alarm that went off around two a.m. right below our window. It woke me with a start, and my first thought was "is someone trying to break into our rental car?" Once I came to my senses, I remembered that we didn't have a rental car, so I just laid back and waited, and waited for the alarm to stop.
After breakfast, we made our way back down to the water front. We decided to take an open top bus tour. It was a 24 hour, hop on, hop off tour.
Our saying in Calgary is "if you don't like the weather, just wait a couple of minutes." In San Francisco, the saying is "If you don't like the weather, just move a couple of blocks". In addition to all the unique sites we seen off the bus, there were a couple of unique sites on the bus.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Day 6 of October
LA, Disneyland, San Francisco, Vancouver, Victoria, Madonna Vacation
con't
Day 7
Tuesday, September 25th
It was nice to be able to sleep in this morning. No pressure to be somewhere at a certain time. We tried booking a tour for Alcatraz, but this particular tourist attraction is quite popular and the next opening wasn't until the following Saturday. One day too late for us. Bill had dome some homework, and he had other sites for us to see. Our first destination was Lombard Street. It is famous for being the most winding and steep street in, well somewhere. It was crazy to see the tourists standing at the top of this road, and right in the middle of the crossing road to get a picture. Yes, Bill was one of the crazy tourists. People,,,, it is still a useable road and there were cars driving every which way.
We finally made it to the water front - Fishermans Wharf, and by then it was time for a late lunch. We stopped for some of San Francisco's famous sour dough bread. I'm not the expert on sour dough bread, as it is Bill's weakness, but even Bill agreed that Seattle was still the place where we had the best sour dough bread so far.
We walked around the docks, and we stumbled across a group of school kids, maybe grade five or six. They seemed to be on a field trip and were going aboard a sailing ship for lessons. We sat and watched them for about an hour and from the moment they put on their life jackets and yellow rain coats, I had found one youg guy who kept me entertained. You know how there is always that one kid on a field trip, who is preoccupied, not listening, curious and always questioning why? Well this young man was that kid. It didn't take the crew long to figure that out. By the time there were pulling away from the dock, the boy had one on one supervision.
Other than walking up and down hills, the day was pretty quiet. We stopped at a cheese market close to our hotel and picked up some food for supper. We were still full from lunch, so it was a late dinner in the room.
con't
Day 7
Tuesday, September 25th
It was nice to be able to sleep in this morning. No pressure to be somewhere at a certain time. We tried booking a tour for Alcatraz, but this particular tourist attraction is quite popular and the next opening wasn't until the following Saturday. One day too late for us. Bill had dome some homework, and he had other sites for us to see. Our first destination was Lombard Street. It is famous for being the most winding and steep street in, well somewhere. It was crazy to see the tourists standing at the top of this road, and right in the middle of the crossing road to get a picture. Yes, Bill was one of the crazy tourists. People,,,, it is still a useable road and there were cars driving every which way.
Other than walking up and down hills, the day was pretty quiet. We stopped at a cheese market close to our hotel and picked up some food for supper. We were still full from lunch, so it was a late dinner in the room.
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