Wrap up

The week-end has flown by and again here is Monday morning. The plan today is:
- Do laundry, including sheets
- Take poochy for a good long play next door
- Check the pool (my mom is still away in Utah or Nevada I guess by now...)
- Get an oil change at Midas (they're great)
- Go to the mall to use my b-day goft certificates to purchase a pair of white shorts long enough to golf in (Deb and MomG bought me 2 Izod golf shirts in Vegas last week that are kick ass, but I can't wear them with any of my current golf shorts.....so... and big serious golf tournament at Sutton Creek tomorrow, so have to look spiffy! Might look for pink plaid shorts too, wish me luck!)
- Look for new sheets (in case you care, ours have a rip in them. I know people -KT- that have a closet full of sheets, not us. We literally have 2, one on our bed and one on the futon, and the one on the futon is plaid striped 1992 Seattle grunge style flannel, so not too hip... Maybe because we didn't have a wedding shower I didn't get the required 5 sheets sets that everyone else in the world seems to have piled lopsided in a hallway closet... anyway, we really need new sheets...)
- Pay GST (If you have a mall gift certificate and supposedly said certificate is good anywhere in the mall, can one use said certificate at CIBC to pay GST? Prolly' not... I'm sure I'm not the first one to question that, perhaps the first one not on welfare, however...)

The Man is at work right now, (which seems to state the obvious, but I'll tell you, anytime I see one of the 'kids' they always ask me, 'where's Uncle Billy?' and I always say, 'working' or sometimes golfing. I think they always ask because both my brother and my sister are self employed and are about the house more, anyway...) and he'll work a regular day (wiring I believe, which is very mind numbing, focused and hard, not to mention hot) then he'll come home, eat, shower, nap and back to work at 11pm tonight and work until tomorrow afternoon. I don't know how he does it! Keep in mind that he had a brutal week-end on call. That man needs a vacation!

By the way, we lost our match play, which is kind of a relief for me. I've only ever played team sports and the individual thing is stressful! We had fun with this couple though and I really hope to golf with them again.

Life's good!

Off my ass and laughing my ass off

I've been sick. Like in bed, can't move, eat, think, poop - sick. I'm better now thank God. Actually I felt fairly cured this morning and good thing, as I had an 11am tee time... should have stayed home... but it was fun.... match play tomorrow... ugh

It's a week-end where Billy is on call and he's working like a total donkey. I think he has been out for 8ish hours already today, and he just left for another call in the city. It's really stressful and hard on him, and I always feel bad.

Just before he left I squeezed in an older episode of 'How I Met Your Mother'. If you have not seen this gem I totally recommend it. It is a laugh out loud funny show. This episode has been sitting in our DVR bank for months, and I decided to watch it yesterday when I was able to crawl out of bed and thought I could use a laugh.

Perhaps it was the fever, but OMG, I laughed my ass off, and again tonight with Billy.

Here's the spoiler so don't read if you plan on running out and buying the first season on DVD... In this particular episode a main character, Robin, won't go to the mall and there is much speculation why... and then Barney discovers this video and it explains everything... (apparently the 80's didn't reach Canada until about 93...)

I can't explain why this touched my funny bone, but I'll be giggling 'aboot' this for a while!

The good, the bad, the bitch

Let's start with the good, shall we? Last night was my ladies golf league, (no my score was not the good part of this little story...). Kiks saw a guy who was a contractor at her old place of work, and he was in the clubhouse when we finished our round. He bought Kim a drink, and I couldn't believe that he bought me one too... I don't even know the guy! How nice is that? Well, he also bought us both dinner! Who does that? How nice is that? It completely redeems all the things I'm going to discuss below... well almost...

I'm wondering, how often do guys sit around bitching about another guy? Very rarely it seems. How come women behave so badly that it can't helped but be talked about?

Please feel free to rate on a scale of 1-10 (10 being completely unacceptable...) how bad you think this behavior is...

1) When invited to a party with an RVSP of a week, you call the day before.
2) You tell the host that you will be there at 2pm, you are bringing a vegetable platter, you can't wait to see the hosts' kids, gush, gush, etc. etc., then you show up at 10:30pm.
3) Upon showing up at 10:30pm your excuse for being late was that you were at another party.
4) Upon showing up at 10:30pm, you stay for only 1 hour.
5) Upon showing up at 10:30pm you then invite everyone at that party to leave and go to the party you were just at...

So what do you think? Fairly offensive behavior, yes?

Next topic.

It being summertime, and my husband having a physically and mentally draining job, vacationing always comes up. He deserves it more than anyone I know. He was supposed to have a free trip to Vegas, but of course, all the dates are blacked out. He discusses with his friend the possibility of still going to Vegas, or perhaps Tennessee for a week of golf.

His friend's wife 'won't let him'.

Whu? Huh? How does that work? I'm really not bitching about this, seriously, I just want to know if I'm missing something here... before you race to leave a comment (sarcasm) here are some facts, and please, please comment if you can shed some light for me, (or if you just want to bitch)

Fact 1) Married like 12 years, 2 kids, about 11 and 9
Fact 2) Wife doesn't work
Fact 3) The couple has no problem getting family to watch the kids
Fact 4) The wife does not like to go on vacations
Fact 5) Although money doesn't grow on trees, it's not a big problem for them
Fact 6) The husband truly works his ass off in a totally stressful job
Fact 7) Tennessee is not a Spring Break destination, no strip joints or hot clubs, (could you see Billy at a hot club? Could you see me? Hahahahaha... I digress...)
Fact 8) The friend would have a free place to stay, and would only have to pay for some of the gas, food, drinks and golf.

That would be the damned day that I told Billy he couldn't do something! Why wouldn't I want him to go? Maybe it's different with kids and of that I'm not sure, so feel free to enlighten me.

Oh yeah...

Happy Birthday DW! I hope it's a good one!

Thou shalt not spoil...

I won't spoil the ending or any parts of the most recent HP novel, but I am going to chat about it a bit, so if you want to be HP free, stop reading here...

I'm happy with the ending, and I was really afraid that I wouldn't be. I have been known to literally throw a book across the room upon its completion. (The Partner by John Grisham and Beach Road by James Patterson pop into my mind, oh yeah, I also tossed The Chamber by John Grisham into a glass doored Pepsi cooler when I worked at The Big Chief gas station... it is the only facet of a temper I have...)

I will also say that I cried many many times while reading the book, (I started at about 8am and finished at about 11pm...) The tears came within the first 50 pages and the last 60 I was streaming constantly, but also remember that a) I'm a big emotional baby... (yep, I'm a cancer...) b) I have an unusual attachment to that sweet Harry and all his pals c) it's pretty damned sad and a touch profound, which I totally love...

I would also like to mention that reading this book was like reading 'see spot run' compared to the Tom Clancy novel I put aside, so that was rather refreshing and enjoyable.

I really hope that there will not be anymore novels, spin offs, or stories that come from Hogwarts. Let it go. It's obviously not a money thing as JKR is loaded, so let's say good-bye like adults and appreciate that all good things should and do end. I would hate to see the whole HP franchise 'jump the shark'.

In closing, I would like to thanks JKR for really making some magic, and getting a whole generation to read.

Step aside Mr. Clancy

I am one of the millions of people that eagerly, with baited breath, awaited the release of the new Harry Potter book. My mother-in-law ordered 2 copies the day that Chapters started taking orders. My sister-in-law picked up the books at Chapters at 2 am Saturday morning. I'm sure by now she is finished reading it, and is actually on her way to Vegas...

When we arrived home last night from our friends' annual golf and pool party (early as I was completely overcome by a migraine... nice timing..), we arrived home to find that MomG dropped off the pooch, and my copy of Harry Potter. Happy birthday to me! Yay that it is also not a misprint like the last HP book I received that was upside down, it irked me every time I picked it up... although it is super cool to own one of the rare misprints...

I'm currently reading 'Red Storm Rising' by Tom Clancy. It's fairly painful as many of his books are. It's quite descriptive of all things military, but I'm hacking through it, and it really didn't get interesting until page 256. Really. I'm on page 550 with about 400 pages to go. Needless to say, I'll be putting this down until I've completed Harry Potter. Hopefully I'll be done by tomorrow morning.

I'd also like to thank everyone who made my feel special on and around my birthday. It was really great, and I appreciate the calls, cards, and little gifts...(Billy also gave me 2lbs of Nibs to go along with the new furniture.. should come in handy for nourishment while reading HP) I hope that you all feel as good, (not counting the migraine...) on your birthdays...

Looking back

Someone I *know* in cyberspace has recently ended a relationship, and of course because I'm an admitted slight self regarding person, it makes me remember...

Before Billy (obviously) I dated a guy, we'll call RC, for about 3 years. He was fun, and somewhat interesting, but I always knew (and not that) deep down that the relationship would go nowhere.

Probably the thing that bothered most (oh, and there were many things...) was that I would call him at work at say 2pm on a Tuesday, and ask if he wanted to come over for dinner that night. He would always, after about 6 months of us dating, be slightly annoyed and tell me that he didn't know 'what was going on that night' as it was only 2pm, (on a Tuesday mind you...) and he hadn't talked to any of his friends yet. (Most of his friends partied every night, so they didn't get 'up' until 5 or 6pm.)

I put up with in the sense that I told myself to be more easy going and take things as they come, but let me tell you, it made me feel pretty bad. I felt at the bottom of the pile, last in line behind the waitstaff at the bar...

He never wanted to make any plans, be it seeing a movie, going bowling or especially go on vacation. I was his last choice if there was nothing else happening. I would literally have to 'bribe' him to do anything fun by offering to pay, despite the fact that he made about 3 times what I did. (See, he spent most of his money partying with his friends...)

It makes me mad to think now what I put up with then... what a waste of time, money and effort. Ew!

When I started to date Billy, it didn't begin in the traditional sense, but he sincerely jumped at the chance to spend time with me. Immediately he planned a vacation for us. He would do things like buy me a frying pan, just because he noticed that I needed one. He would ask me what I was doing that night, because he wanted to come over and make me dinner... I felt, (and still feel) adored, wanted, even needed. Completely opposite from how RC made me feel, (as much as one person can make you feel... let's not get too philosophical here...) and exactly how every woman wants to feel (me thinks anyway...).

So when it finally ended with RC, I felt a sense of relief, the opportunity for me to rediscover who I was (yes I know that is cliche and cheesy...), and quite unexpectedly I found the best thing that has ever come into my life.

In closing I'd like to thank RC for releasing me from the low self esteem and dejection I felt, and helping me realize a truly fantastic man, and how a woman should be treated. Good luck DD, you deserve the best!

Life

What is life but a series of events and moments with memories and feelings attached, however briefly, to those fleeting instances. You hope for more good than bad, more happy than sad, but ultimately you have no choice but to take what you get. Right?

I think perception and attitude are important.

What things do you allow to consume you? What thoughts weigh heavily on you? What do you do for others? How does your actions impact your family? Friends? The world?

Enough... too deep for such a pretty day...

Here it is

Here is our new couch and loveseat...

Here are our new tables.

Very exciting! I think I should steam clean the carpet and wash the dog before Wednesday...

Mid July

I can't believe that it is already mid-July! Where has the summer gone? Where is it going?

Yesterday Billy and I ventured to the Mall to see Harry Potter. It was really good, I loved it! But, as I heard a movie reviewer say on the week-end, and I shall adopt his opinion as my own, that I do miss the Christmas like magical feel of the first movie, when everything was new and shiny. Hogwarts literally saved little Harry's spirit. Now he's a bitter hormonal teenager. Times change...

After the movie, we stopped by Leon's, (apparently Canada's only furniture superstore...) to look around... or so I thought! Billy had it in his head for me to pick out a birthday present... new couch, loveseat, chair and tables! Woo hoo! Being delivered Wednesday! Don't get me wrong, I really do like our current set that we've had for 6 years now. It's in good shape, but, as anyone who was ever sat on our loveseat can attest, the cushions are completely mushy. In fact the loveseat is so bad, if two people are on it, they inevitably have their thighs and shoulders stuck together. So anyways, very exciting! The perfect gift! Funny is that I really wanted a new set last year, but I just put it out of my head and accepted our mushy furniture. Billy's a good man!

I also should mention that MomG and my sister-in-law are going to Vegas on the 22nd. I was invited, but I said no. The weird thing is that when I called MomG to tell her, I had every intention of saying yes. I've always been a firm follower of the idea that at the end of the year, you're not going to say to yourself, 'I'm so glad I saved that $500 and didn't go to Vegas...' instead you think, 'what a great time! What fun memories made!' When it came time to tell MomG, 'no' slipped out of my mouth when I meant to say 'yes'! I do think it is for the best, and obviously my subconscious was listening to my brain, (a rare occurrence) because I think I would have felt guilty about the situation. There is always next year... No regrets.

My Mom is leaving the 21st, (my 34th b-day) on a bus trip for 2 weeks with my 13 year old nephew. The fact that she will be gone on my b-day is sort of a long running joke between us. Growing up there was always a convention, either agricultural related in my early years, or cake related in my teens and twenties... It's all good. I've never been big on birthdays anyways, I'll take Christmas any day... This year K&J's annual golf and pool party is on Saturday and of course will be an awesome time.

So next week will be Mom free for me. What am I eight? I do talk to the Moms regularly...

To steal from another lurk worthy blog (as DD would say...)... It's Summertime and the living is easy...

Sunday morning

It is Sunday morning, and there are many things I love about Sunday morning.

Because it is Sunday morning, I make an entire pot of coffee, enough for Billy and I to share. I feel no guilt about lazing on the couch and watching CBS News Sunday Morning. (Totally one of may favorite shows, esp. Bill Geist) Why don't I feel guilt? Well it's a news show, and I don't read the paper... so we'll put that under the category of necessarily informative.

Sunday mornings are also great because if I accomplish anything before becoming part of the couch for a couple of hours, I feel a huge sense of accomplishment, which completely offsets and possible lingering guilt. (- today I have rode my bike into Cottam, watered the plants and garden...)

Also good things:
- Billy sleeps in, and doesn't complain about my CBS News Sunday Morning addiction.
- No one calls you on Sunday morning before 10 am.
- It still has the childhood feeling of a day of rest and peace, especially the morning when it is so quiet and calm.

The good life

It certainly is!

It is absolutely gorgeous outside today, with the temperature only expected to reach 80*. Am I at a time in my life when the weather is the most important thing happening? I hope not!

Last night I golfed with Dian at a course that I've only played once, (Sutton Creek is re-opening to members tonight, as the Ontario Amateurs are finishing up), and it pretty much kicked my butt. However: the greens are much, much slower, longer and slopier than I'm used to, it's a significantly longer course, it was incredibly windy, I'm not familiar with the course, and the back nine, which we played is a par 38 for the women. So there. I guess I'll take my 49 a be happy to be out with a friend on a beautiful night. Roseland is a really mature course in the middle of South Windsor and has gorgeous, huge trees, so that was great.

Today is my last closing. Am I sad? Remorseful? Regretting my decision? Hell no, not even for a second! I'm seeing some bullshit that the women who took over my business is dealing with and I'm so glad not to be out of it! I'm on the nature trail instead, smelling the flowers, listening to the birds, and surrounded by beauty. She is on the roller coaster, next to a fat sweaty guy, and behind a screaming kid that just puked. Hows that for an analogy? Pretty good me thinks.

Yep.

So today's Big Plan is to visit my clients in A'burg for a few minutes, hit Erie Shore Winery, as everyone has decided that Sellar Secret is better than Summer Sun, clean the house, (I'm almost done, I've also watered the garden, visited with my Mom and MomG, checked email, etc...) golf 18 holes in the couples league, (it's only 9, but we're feeling some withdrawals), and maybe, maybe attend the festivities at the Essex Beer Tent.

Here are some reasons that I can't stand the Essex Beer Tent:
- Way too many people
- Way too many eleventeen year olds (my first time drinking there, I was 15....)
- Way too many drunk people that I went to high school with, who are like, 'yeah, I'll call you, we should totally get together!' Blah, blah, blah!
- Way too many slutty girls dressed in slutty girl apparel, and the occasional high heels (It's an outdoor beer tent, you moron!)
- Way too loud music

Probably the best part of the beer tent is watching the people trip over the huge pegs and ropes in the ground. Classic. Also, the porta john area is pretty humorous. Also funny to see what people you know purchased a new outfit for the festivus.

Here are some funny pics that I found from Fun Fest years past. I think they speak for themselves... except the guy on the mechenical bull is the Mayor!

I'll keep you updated.

Oh, I also would like to say happy blogging birthday to me, it was a year on July 10th. Woo hoo!

Thoughts

Last night was one of my final acts in real estate. Thank God! I suppose technically I shouldn't even have done the final inspection with these clients, however, occasionally the agent is not available and the home owner gices them access, so I guess it's okay. Sue me. 2 more days until the last closing I'll ever have...

I also still have to visit, (not out of obligation, but because these people are really nice,) the family that moved from Guelph to Amherstburg. Today I'm picking up a gift certificate for them, I already have a nice bottle of wine to give them, and hopefully I'll be able to make it out there on Thursday or Friday. I should be able to work into my schedule. Let me check, yep, I'm free!

Tonight the Mexican Town girls are coming over for a little visit and I'm really looking forward to it. (Please know that they are not from Mexican Town, it's just that we go there a lot, and I don't know how else to categorize them, so MT girls will suffice.) There are some appetizers that I've been wanting to make, and I want to share some of the wine I've discovered lately. I'm sure there will be lots of laughs and some gossip. I have to vacuum the couch as it is covered in Halia hair.

The weather has finally broke, although it has not rained, it is much cooler today with a high of only 80* and no humidity. Ah, relief!

MomG took the pooch yesterday to Point Pelee, and apparently on the way back from the point, (they walk on the road, less people and mosquitoes,) Halia flopped down and refused to take another step. She needed a little rest. This is good for her weight loss. Can you believe that my mother-in-law and her relations stood there and waited for Halia to get up?! Funny lady.

I love this not working thing! I'm getting a lot of little projects done around the house, and I just feel so much less stress. No group pages, no dreaded phone calls to clients, no disappointing people, no anxious vendors, no retarded purchasers. Instead I have time with my husband, friends and my mom, a clean house, a nice yard, and about 8 books to read. I know I will get bored, but I'm loving it! Billy is amazing to give me this experience.

Hot

It's hot. Like mid nineties with a humidex of 100*F and something. Hot. Yesterday was hot and tomorrow is supposed to be hot.

So that's it for the weather...

Now for the news...

Hmmm, Billy and I won our couple's match play game yesterday. I should say Billy won our couples match play game because I played like a complete donkey. I blew it on the last two holes and it literally came down to Billy sinking a knee-knocking 10 footer to win the match. Exciting indeed. I'm very proud of him, and I think he is probably looking into getting me lessons or finding a new partner for the next round... Donkey!

I must say that life is great. I am having guilt about not working, especially on days like this when my husband is busting his ass in this heat. I do however, appreciate every little thing!

Where to begin

I guess I'll start with yesterday's wedding. It turned out really nice. The bride and groom seriously looked about 20 years younger than their actual age. Their kids' speeches were really funny and heartfelt... except one was a little confusing. All in all, it was a great night and lots of laughs. I will say, that for a summer wedding at a Knights of Columbus Hall, people were dressed pretty formally. There was no lack of cleavage! I wore a long skirt, flats, and a white wife beater. Luckily I had enough forethought to bring something a little dressier for the reception, (isn't that normal? Casual summer wedding, step up at the reception?) black heals, and a really nice black tank that was lined, but not hot, and it hung really well. (The Bay, $10, reg. $49,99, Boxing Day Sale, seriously, you have to check their formal section on BD. It's a steal!)

It was a good wedding a nice reception.

So let's talk about Friday night with TOL, the Keg and Festival Epicure.

You know you've had a great night when you get home and you have to throw out the pants that you wore. Yes, my favorite white capris are now below a pile of coffee grinds. I'll review some things that I learned on Friday night, because what is life if not a constant opportunity for knowledge?

- 2 people can't eat at the Keg for under $120 (not including tip, TG for gift certificates). What a great dinner, very fun, worth every penny!
- If you work out 2 hours a day, and have even 18 kids, you are going to have a killer bod.
- When looking for an exit at an outdoor festival, working your way through bushes can not lead anywhere good.
- When drinking wine at an outdoor festival, leave the full glass when not being drunk, on a table.
- Chambourcin from Erie Shore is a Red wine that looks like a blush. It leaves a purply-pink stain on crisp, white capris.
- Festival Epicure resembles the Essex Beer Tent, with wine, less wife beaters, fewer eleven-teen-year-olds, and a river nearby.
- Hopping a fence is a) only something guys should do b) should not be attempted by anyone after 3 drinks.
- When hopping a fence, push off with your feet, don't slide off the top. If you decide to slide off the top you may rip one or two giant tears in your pants, (or favorite white capris).
- The casino is open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. There is really no rush to get there. Take the time to find a proper exit.
- It's always a good idea to dress in layers in case someone rips huge holes in the ass of their favorite capri pants.
- A great night out is worth way more than a pair of capris, even if they fit really good.

I will never forget that night. I thought TOL was going to break a bone laughing.

Some good things

Summer is in full swing, and I'm loving it. Tonight I would normally be golfing in the couple's league at SC, but one of Billy's friends is in town for a wedding this week-end, so they decided to get a few guys together and play. So TOL and I are venturing downtown for dinner at the Keg. It's also Festival Epicure, so I'm sure we'll check it out. Fun, fun, fun.



Tomorrow friends of ours are getting married. It should be a smashing good time. These people know how to have fun, and it should be a fairly relaxed event.

Billy just booked another week-end camping in Goderich in late August. This time we'll be meeting some friends there whom we have camped with a few other times. They have a kick ass trailer and make us steak dinner. Who can beat that? Oh, plus they're really nice... I don't know what will be playing at the drive in (they often don't post it until a week before), but we'll be there!

I'm also looking forward to Kiks' 4th annual golf and pool party. Another good time.

What can I say? Life is good!

About thinking

Instead of thinking today at the time I scheduled, I instead decided to take a nap. A much more valuable use of my time.

I can't let people get into my head. I know who and what I am. Karma will take care of the rest. It should be a very interesting week-end though...

Lost

Yesterday I felt a little lost. Several times I found myself checking my phone for text messages, only to remember that I shouldn't be expecting any.

I still have some loose ends to tie up. I'm going to do a final inspection next week, so I have those 2 clients to stay in contact with. I have some follow up with the women whom I have given my referrals to, as well as two more clients whose contracts are expiring on the 12th of July. Pretty much after the 15th, I should be free and clear.

So, yesterday I kind of wandered around the house and it dawned on me, that nobody expects anything of me, (with the obvious exception of my husband and dog, neither would appreciate it if I stopped washing clothes, grocery shopping, cleaning, etc.). It is a weird feeling. No one is depending on me. I now have significantly less responsibility, I'm not accountable to anyone who lives outside this house. Strange indeed!

So I dumped these feelings aside and headed to SC for the ladies 9 hole league. It was my best 9 holes at SC this year as I scored a 42. I had a triple on the first hole, (I skulled a flop then took 2 strokes in the sand - jackass!) if it wasn't for that stupidness I could have easily scored a 40! (It's a par 37 from the ladies tees BTW), pretty darned good regardless. Very happy. Perhaps it's my new found free wheeling spirit that channeled into my swing and resulted in a good score. Whatever it is, I'll take it! - Especially since we golfed at Point West on Monday and that course, although rated slightly lower than SC, it Kicked My Ass! I think I had 4 penalty strokes! Oh well...

What else.... I've been reviewing in my head whether or not I'm truly A Bad Person. I've struggled with this over the years, and something I've seen online recently has disturbed me to the point again when I'm re-evaluating my behavior. I'll let you know what I come up with when I have some time to think... I'll pencil thinking in for around 2 pm today... let me check... yep, I'm free.

Happy Birthday USA. You're a fine country. A land of contrasts and beauty. I especially like Hawaii. I also like Big Lots, your movies, Las Vegas, Diet Mug Root Beer, the property taxes in Tennessee, all the varieties of Pop Tarts, (although I don't eat them... I find the selection titillating,) mid-western accents, (doncha know...) Real Men of Genius Budweiser commercials, country music and online shopping, (but I don't like the delivery charges, or my items getting hung up in customs). Have a good one USA, I hope it doesn't rain on your fireworks, outdoor parties and barbecue...

Unemployed

I'm unemployed, (without the benefit of receiving Unemployment Insurance). I'm 33, in 3 weeks I'll be 34 and I haven't a job. Let's review some of my career highlights:

- Babysitter for my piano teacher from the age of 12 until I was 17. I babysat on a Saturday night every couple of weeks.
- Babysitter and housekeeper the summer I turned 15. The people were caterers and I would start 5 or 6 days a week at 8am and sometimes would finish at 5 am. Once in a while they would dump this 2 year old on me. They didn't have central air, and their little girl did all the cooking.
- Ride Operator/relief Zone Manager at Island of Boblo Company Inc. Boblo Island! I worked summers there from the time I was 16/17 until it closed when I was 20/21. Too much fun. Great memories...
- Cashier at A Buck or Two. I worked winters there when I was 19 and 20. It kinda sucked.
- Babysitter for my boyfriend at the time's sister when I was in my first year at University.
- Strip club bus driver evenings and slutty club promotions broad, week-ends and days off during my 2nd year at University. This is obviously the job I have really good stories to tell about. Oh yeah I've got stories...
- Self serve gas cashier. This job was hardly a job. I worked there for about 3 1/2 years while in University then in college to be a Realtor. It was fun. I did my homework there, chatted on the phone and had 'friends' over.
- Assistant to a Realtor during early 1997 until October 1997, before and just after I was licensed. I hated my boss and he hated me. When I bumped into him years following he'd call me Lisa. Idiot!
- Realtor July 3rd 1997 until June 30th, 2007. It had it's ups and downs. I hated being at Century 21 Request. It was a dirty office, and I couldn't understand a word my broker said. The women at Buckingham Realty didn't like me, (probably because I wasn't in my mid sixties). CBCR was great, good people and a nice office. I wasn't there enough to miss any of them though...

That's it. Not very exciting. Who knows what will come now?

Done

Well in a manner of speaking I'm done with Real Estate. I did apparently neglect a client and received a nasty email from them. I tried to rectify the situation as best as I could, but I really can't be too hard on myself as I didn't have bad intentions and simply misread the situation. Yikes! Crap like that is why I'm so happy to be done!

It has been a fantastic week-end weather wise and fun wise. Friday afternoon Billy and I golfed at SC with PF and Billy's sister, then we had a nice dinner after with some friends. Yesterday I golfed with some women, (Billy golfs with their husbands...) then we came home, ate pizza and vegged. Today Billy is golfing, (I sound like a broken record) then we are going to friends' house for dinner, drinks and maybe a swim. Tomorrow golf at Pointe West - can't wait for that!

My game has been really inconsistent and I just found out that my handicap went up by like 4! That's a lot! Arg! My best this year has been an 87 at Lake Tansi or a 93 at Sutton Creek. My best combined 2 rounds has been an 82 at Tansi, but that doesn't count for anything at all, it just makes me realize that I should be regularly golfing much better! You don't want to know what my worst score is... Ugly! We have another couples match play scheduled for next week and this one should be interesting... Apparently the women hates to lose and likes to play mind games! And she is like 60 years old! I though people mellow with age? It should be good. People!

Happy Birthday Canada! Way to go! Here's hoping you many more! You are a good country, thanks for everything.