That's my story and i'm sticking to it.

i recently noticed after reading other peoples blogs, after having conversations with new, level headed friend(s), and really after just thinking about it lots and lots ... my life, while it be busy, is extremely boring.

my problems are boring. my life is boring. I AM BORING. i feel like a need a moment, a turning point, like in that movie Living Out Loud. Something needs to happen here. I don't think I can be funny, sacrastic, charming and lovely anymore...not on paper (or blog) or in real life.

I have made some new friends, thats nice. Okay, one friend. We laugh and laugh. Me and Vanessa see each other every day. Not like lesbians but she lives across the courtyard from me. Both of us are in unsatisfactory relationships and it has taken the pressure off the relationship. That part of life is fun. She makes me laugh, not the polite kind but the my face and stomach hurt kind. And its great how she can laugh at herself. I dont do that. I get defensive..."I DID NOT MAKE A MISTAKE...YOU MISUNDERSTOOD ME OR I MISUNDERSTOOD THE QUESTION." God could I lighten up?

Tomorrow I am going to Whistler for my anniversary...should you celebrate a relationship that really isn't going anywhere? i have a lot of thinking to do. A LOT.

heres something from my baby kaida:

me: it's bedtime kaida
kaida: say you're just joking

heres another:

kaida: i don't really need it daddy but i really want it and i need it.

did i tell you they are moving? they are taking away my baby. i truly feel sick about it everyday. its like they are taking my own child away. its just not fair.

camping was fun

it really was. sleeping out in the cold. fighting children. fire smoke in the eyes. returning home with the flu, misty rain the entire trip. all fun. but really it was. it was nice to roast marshmellows, to send the children out into the forest, to eat three hot dogs a day for lunch, and to not have any responsbilities of work or school.


some of the childrens.


look how much fun i am having. tremendous.


oh the children. so cute.

it's funny. we were thinking about how when you are away from home you eat so much. a typical day for me, in terms of eating, is like a cup of tea in the morning and some dinner at around 8pm. but camping we made huge breakfast, lunch and dinner meals. same with when we went to whistler last time. up and at em for brunch, then lunch, then dinner, then maybe even appy's at the bar later. why do we want to eat so much on the road?

speaking of the road, more specifically, the road to whistler...i am going there next weekend. happy days ahead.

here is what is on my tv schedule right now:

Big Brother: All Stars - Please vote daily for Janelle. That girl makes for some good television.

Canada's Next Top Model - I can't even believe I am watching the horror that is this show. I am picking Sisi as my crazy asian pony. that chick is just wack enough to win. go richmond.

Treasure Hunters - Some of these people are really smart but some are really dumb. And even more confusing, sometimes you can't tell which is which. And when I say sometimes, I mean all the time, and when I say all the time I mean the one episode they have aired so far.

Last Comic Standing - Man, I think i am funnier than all of them. some of the really good, funny comedians never even got picked. and the host, anthony someone? um not funny. please quit your day and night job. but i like bil dwyer. and whatever happened to Dat Phan? That dude was seriously funny and supposed to have a sitcom. And Gary Gulman...I thought we had something special. you so funny gary, i miss you and your cookie jokes. cry.

a camping we will go

only 8 hours until we will be setting up our tents in our little gravel lot at golden ears. we spent $150 on food (for two days, apparently we are pigs), we bought new camp chairs, a tent air mattress; borrowed, bought, and nearly stole all the supplies from family members and now its just a waiting game. this sounds silly but i have never been camping with a boy before. my dad, yes. my brothers, yes. but a boy that will sleep in my tent and want to get some dirty, shameful tent love, never. but we are taking the kids too. also my super-in-love, can't-keep-their-hands-off each other friends and their kids are planning to be in the spot next to us. believe me, if their tent is a rockin' i wont come knocking. I may hose them down with the kids water guns though.

oh boy, sing-a-longs, smores, tanlines, and forest exploration. exciting.


This is their riverbank tenting, which we are not doing but it looks pleasant, non?


This family is actually demonstrating a more realisitic version of how our weekend will look.

anywho, wait till you see our action shots. its going to be so great! talk to y'all on sunday.

i wish there were more days in a week

TEMPORARILY of course. geez. It's just that I have so much to do this week and I think I am going to have a nervous breakdown. I know you are dying to find out what has got my knickers in a bunch. Here is the list of stuff that must be done this week:

1. plan the sports day lunch, concession, snack station and day end treat for friday at my daughters school.

2. plan the dance for monday, organize the volunteers, buy the stuff to sell, get prizes.

3. finish three school assignments and study for a mid-term.

4. work board meeting - potentially 3 hours on wednesday night (um hello thats CNTM night)

5. co-op budget and general meeting - potentially 3 hours on thursday night

6. try to get the mountains of work done at my work.

7. go camping this weekend - pack for camping, find someone to fee cat, get food for camping, pick up tent from brother, pick up other supplies from dad.

8. distribute goods and collect funds for avon - sunday night when i return from stinking camping.

9. attend sports day

10. attend the dance

11. have a melt down

so you see, i am losing it. there is clearly not enough time OR i have bad time management skills i really don't know. most of the stuff can't be delegated so that stinks. plus i keep having these daytime meetings for work where i am out of the office for 2-3 hours and dont get anything done! its madness, pure madness. but i did just see how much my paychqs will be with the new wage and its not too bad but its going to take me a couple shopping trips to really get into the swing of things.

lord, i shouldnt be blogging. i should be working! or homeworking!

finally...the photos

Finally they send me the photos from the boat cruise and I don't even look like a crazy person! well................


pre-drinking: margarita city



me and the birthday girl on my patio


me and my fella



the whole gang!


just the girls



um does my man think he's a celebrity? You go with your badself big daddy.

mexico please

i really really really want to go to mexico for my birthday this year, the big 30. your 30th is a once in a life time thing and i want to go big. too bad i am the only one. my bf is using his holidays in september to go to new york for his cousins wedding and because of said wedding wouldn't have enough time to save for both vacations.

i am truly grappling with the idea of going alone. is that a crazy idea? will i get chopped up never return? i could lay poolside every day all day drinking margaritas. i could meet new friends, read books, get tanned. but would i be sad and lonely on my birthday? all the pictures would be just me. kinda pathetic. but i dont want to be so dependant on a guy that it lets me stop my own wants and plans for my life.

i want to go to the real playa del carmen. there is a ferry ride to cozumel. the ruins are right by. cute little shops. please, i have to go.

blue rodeo

man, blue rodeo. do i need to say anymore? me and the fella got into a spat last weekend and I think i was secretly happy because it led me back to jim cuddy. and then coincidentaly my friend notified me that blue rodeo will be at malkin bowl in august. i thought, does life get any better then this? and then, all my dreams were shattered as i checked so-called concert date and its on my daughters birthday. her first double digit birthday (10 you moron) and i can't very well ditch her on her special day...can i? well i went ahead and bought a ticket, because after a lot of soul searching I discovered that to be a good parent means that i need to have blue rodeo in my heart. ummmmmm yeah.

ala malkin bowl

so i have devised a plan. i will book the day off work and take her out all day on her birthday, then her "mightbeherdadoneday" can take her out in the evening when i go to the concert. her party is the next day so everyone should be happy right? i hope so.

in other news, i am planning a kidnapping of my neice, i forgot my glasses at home, and i just ate mcdonalds and can feel the fat building on my love handles.

day trip

tomorrow i am off to victoria for the day for meetings with the government. booooooooring. first i have to ride over on the ferry making small talk with the president of the organization, then sit in on a meeting and pretend i have the faintest idea what is going on, then i have to ride back and pretend some more as me and the pres rehash the whole meeting. man, i dont know about this job, i really liked my old job where i played neopets and talked on msn all day. yeah, those were the good ole days.

another thing, its desperately hot in the upstairs of my house. someone is surely going to parish from heat stroke this summer. i hope its not me. but really, i am actually starting to perspire. this is gross.

just watched hoodwinked, not so bad, and now i am about to watch transamerica.

holla.