Life Is Fragile

As much as I feel like my own life is hanging by a thread somedays, today is not the chance to talk about myself. Today is my chance to put my narcissistic, self-centered behaviour behind me and the chance to talk about others that are older than myself.

A really good, very close friend of mine who is a very special person to me is having problems today- one of his family members is passing away sometime today. I have no clue if it has already happened or not, but I’m hoping and praying that he will keep in touch with me because I have made myself available for his every beck and call. I am a friend, and friends help friends out when they’re low and having problems- it’s what causes you to become better friends.  So please if you’re reading this, keep my friend and his family in your prayers because they all need it- especially him.

Gosh, a week already?!

It doesn’t feel like a week has gone by since I last posted. That really blows and I feel pretty shitty about it all. I’m gonna be gone for most of the day tomorrow as I have offered my services to some friends of mine that need their office organising. They need the help and I desperately need the money…so I am officially pimping myself out. Nick and I argued today about the stupid money subject and we both came to the same conclusion that we both hate money and anything that goes with it. I grew up with a stingy father and Nick’s mom was a single parent…so both of had to struggle in some way or another growing up.

I accidently bounced a cheque at the bank earlier and Nick got really pissed off about it all…so I am banned from WoW until I can pay him back the overdraft fee that the bank charged him. Then he started to get all irate about how we really can’t afford to play WoW anymore…and that got my hackles up so that’s what prompted me to call the friends of mine that need the help. If Nick can’t afford to pay it, then I will find the way of getting the money- it’s not that I’m addicted to the game, more like I’m addicted to my guild and the friends I’ve made through it. I can honestly take or leave the actual game…I’m quite happy playing Warcraft 3 offline but I am really in such a great guild that it’s really hard to just leave.

I think I pissed off the GM earlier and to be honest, I think I deserve a demotion for it…but Nick came home and laid down the new law, told me to get off this second. I was in a cave helping out on of the GM’s alts and I had to just leave him that second. He asked me if I could help him get out of the cave, but Nick was adamant that I sign off that second so I hearthed and shut down the game. I sent a text to the GM earlier and I really hope that he forgives me ’cause we’re friends outside of the game too- I’ve not heard anything from him and I noticed that he’s not been online this evening so I’m assuming that he’s making the most of his weekend with his girlfriend before she goes on vacation.

Hopefully, after work tomorrow I will have a paycheck in hand and I will be able to get the password again to get back on. I got to Level 70 this morning!!

Mmm…

I’m such a slacker. I’ve honestly not done a lot recently that’s worth reporting other than playing WoW (after putting more money on the account) and doing housework. The weather rapidly dropped in temp here, so now we’ve got the flannel sheets on the bed and Abby has her quilt back. We even had to put the heat on the other day because it dropped to 55F and I complained that I was frozen. The heat has gone off again now, since it’s above 60F outside again…but sometimes the nights still get a little chilly and I shuffle around the house with my favourite Hello Kitty blanket draped around my shoulders like a shawl.

I guess I have a couple of things to report. We went to the zoo on Wednesday, and it was a fairly cold day. My friend from church has a Zoo Pass for the local zoo and we went along with our daughters and her son (Our daughters go to preschool together and are becoming pretty good friends). We saw a few animals, but we mainly stayed at the indoor exhibits where it was a little warmer and then we sat outside and ate lunch (me and my friend packed lunch at her house while the girls were in school). Was a lot of fun, but I think we’re going to find something a bit warmer to do for next time.

Myself, Nick and Abby went to a birthday party today- was a pretty low key affair but it was for one of Abby’s best friends, Izzi. It was so cute cause they saw each other and hugged each other straight away, totally adorable. We bought her a Curious George book for her birthday, cause my friend (her mom) told us that she loved him. Her family was all there and another of my friends, who’s birthday is next week like mine- so I got an invite to her birthday next Saturday, I really hope I can go cause I need to spend some time away from the computer and out of the house.

And then tomorrow is another little girl’s birthday party, this time is one of Abby’s schoolfriends from preschool…and it’s almost right after church so I’m gonna have to say my goodbyes and get on the road. My friend’s daughter is also invited so I’m gonna see if I can get a ride with her- otherwise I’m gonna have to catch the bus or something.

Anchors Away!!

Wow, I had SO MUCH fun this afternoon. I really had a blast, a lot more fun than I’ve had in a while for certain. So as you know, me and a friend of mine went out on his boat. His wife was working during the afternoon and he offered to teach me how to sail. He’s old enough to be my father, just before you get any weird ideas. I’m married, he’s married…so who cares? Certainly not me or Nick, and neither do my friend or his wife (who’s also my friend).

Anyway, it was a scorching hot day and he offered me the chance and I was free for the afternoon so I jumped at the chance. Boy am I ever glad I took it. I can’t describe how calming it was out there on Lake Michigan, it was like a lobotomy for my soul. 

He swung by to pick me up so I could save gas. We drove over to the marina and chatted about stuff along the way. He asked me if I’d ever been on a boat before, and I grew up on a freakin island. What do you think? :p He laughed and he asked if I’d ever attempted to steer one and I laughed. Me? A boat? Riiiight. He laughed again. We got to the marina, unlocked the gate to access it and walked over to the boat. Pretty basic but nice looking boat. Nothing really fancy, but isn’t owning a boat fancy in itself? He gave a grand tour of everything and we started the motor and started to pull out of the docks. 

  

Soon enough, we were out of the marina and the city boundaries. It wasn’t really choppy thank goodness, my stomach doesn’t do well on rough water. He let me take the wheel for a little while and he started to teach me the basics as we cut the motor. The wind was getting a little strong at this point and I tipped the boat a couple of times. He told me to steer in the opposite direction to which we were bending over and told me to watch for certain signs that the boat was going to do that before it actually did. Finally, we reached some calmer winds and waters…and I looked back to take a couple of photos of the city skyline.

  

So we’re out there talking about stuff, sailing and marriage (and how hard it can be!) when he lets me take the wheel again. It was then that he started to call me ‘Circle Girl’ because the wind would blow us around in a circle and I wouldn’t react in time and then we’d be the opposite way to what we were facing.  I luckily got the hang on this by the end of our time out on the lake. When my friend took over for a little while, I got the chance to take in some of the scenery around us. I’ve never seen such clear water on the lake

  

Before we got back near the breakwall, we started the motor again in the hopes that I’d get home in time to meet Abby coming home from Grandma’s. I steered the boat again but this time with the motor running and I was finding it a lot easier for some reason. It took more concentration though because if you let go of the wheel, it would run away with you and then you’d end up going around in circles again :p My friend asked me if I would like something to drink/eat and he passed me a granola bar and a can of ginger ale. I’d like to mention that by this point I was holding the granola bar and the can with the same hand…and steering the boat with the other. Yes, I know that it was a little ballsy but the captain didn’t complain. 

We got back to the marina with time to spare for me to get home. But before we left, there was a female Mallard just idly swimming along. Then another one came to join her. They looked like friends

  

I hope that I get to go again soon. It was such a rush as I’ve not been out on open waters in a few years and I’ve forgotten how much fun it is. Wish I had the money to buy my own boat :p

Brunch At Friends

So after church today, we (myself and Abby) went for brunch at a friends house. They live in the same area as us, but a little bit further north- almost into the next town. So anyway, I’d seen their house from the outside before but never the inside. As soon as I stepped in through the door, I was amazed at how relaxed the house felt. It was so immaculate, but not so much that you didn’t feel comfortable. I’d always liked the couple since I’d met them last Christmas. They’re both well suited and really friendly. I really hate going to other people’s houses because they always make me feel bad about my own. So the food was amazing and we were there for about four hours, chatting up a storm and talking about everything under the sun. But I didn’t eat too much, and I was happy about that because I hate eating so much that I feel like I’m going to burst :p

So tonight I felt so antsy that I cleaned the house from top-to-bottom. Going to house stores has the same effect on me, I get so many ideas that I scrub the house clean and then rearrange. I know it’s a bit strange for me to call it a house when it’s an apartment, but I’m a bit weird like that. I never realised how much of a time eater playing around on the computer is, but last night I got all my cleaning done (including going round with the vacuum cleaner- at 10.30pm!) before 11pm. Which gave me enough time to lock up, turn off everything and get ready for bed. And then I read for 30 minutes before falling asleep. 

My friend’s house also made me realise how plain our apartment is. I need to put more stuff on the walls :p I got to hit a rummage sale that was around the corner from the house, and I picked up a Fisher-Price school bus and a vintage Heinz tin (which was a total bargain for $2!) I love vintage stuff, I like playing into the whole housewife thing and I find it’s easy to get into when you’re surrounded by awesome vintage stuff. Like when I wear my vintage apron from the thrift store, it’s like the spirit of it’s previous owner is still in. 

I’m gonna ask my friends at church to keep an eye out for vintage tins. I want more now, I’m hooked I actually use them too. I put my big bag of kernel corn in my Heinz tin so I can access it easily when I want to make some popcorn. I need more shelves too, oh and some of those awesome tin signs. The apartment manager next door has some really awesome ones, but she’s into the more Santa-Fe feel, not really the retro/kitchy 1950’s thing that I am. Ooh I have the need to hit a thrift store now and look for awesome kitchen stuff :p

Hamburgers, Rummage and Sunburn

I’ve been helping a friend with a rummage sale for most of the afternoon. He’s moving to Florida in a couple of months and wants to be done with the majority of his stuff so he doesn’t have so much stuff to move. Which I totally understand. His roommate Ty was supposed to help him with the grill (he decided to sell hamburgers, hotdogs and brats for a buck a piece) and he was also supposed to help him carry some of the stuff back upstairs, but he got his stimulus check this morning and he said he was going to cash it and he’d be right back. That was at 1.30pm and it’s now almost 6.30pm and as far as I know, he’s not back yet. I imagine he’s gone to get high and he’s probably trashed somewhere on someone’s couch. I feel sorry for my friend because he’s a good person and he’s always trying to help people out with stuff and they just take advantage of him. It’s so sad

So this afternoon, it was just me and my friend doing the rummage. He sold his stuff and I cooked the food for him. I’m not the best at manning a grill, so he helped me out a little. We had fun, drank Jack Daniels with Coke and ate burgers. In return, he gave me a few items of his that I’d had my eye on- like a cooler, a Star Wars 1985 VHS box set (for Nick) and a mirror. Troy and his friend came by to jokingly hassle us (as they usually do) and I gave him shit and made some smart ass remarks. It’s what I do best. Some people might consider me to be rude or intolerable, but I’m just a very sarcastic person. People think I’m funny but I don’t see it. I’ve always been this way, I used to get a smack across the mouth when I was younger for being so cheeky…but it’s just part of me now and my mum still doesn’t like it :p

Oh and I just looked in the mirror, and my face is all pink. Damn sunburn, I forgot to wear sunscreen :p