American Idol, re-cap... Scary week!

Who cares? It was Mariah Scary week... blah, blah. David A, David C & Jason, they can make almost anything sound good. Poor kids, what a tough week! blech...

Mariah Scary... and my bitter dissapointement!

I'm in the kitchen, cleaning up after a great dinner when Mich asks, "hey are you watching American Idol tonight?" I say "sure, why?" She asks if I know what week it is. I get nervous... I try to say, "well, they're going to whittle it down to 6 isn't it?" She replies with "I don't want to upset you." I realize... OMG... It's Mariah week! If I wanted to listed to a bunch of air, with constant trilling to try to get to the note, I'd go to a hot air balloon festival! GAWD... I'd even settle for a Kellie Pickler, Kristy Lee Cook, Carrie Underwood night over Mariah Scary!

I now officially have NOTHING to which to look forward to! One can only hope that maybe, just maybe someone in the last 7, does something to pull those sickly songs into something worth listening to!

All is right with the world...

Spring has sprung, happy avian sounds fill my backyard. Buds are bursting, things are greening and other than fireworks season rapidly approaching... I am happy. (oh and knowing that 40 degree temps are around the corner doesn't impress me much either!) :)

I jinxed myself...

Today; was even worse than yesterday. Who'd a thought it possible? Can't wait for tomorrow...

Some days have way more hours than others!

Seriously... get a real job!

I have had it... it's open season on these blights on human kind! Google CRTC, fill out the form, it only takes a minute... How do they sleep at night knowing what everyone thinks of them? If "The Weed Man" calls here one more time... I'm going to their office and it's not going to be pretty!

Politics for dummies; the "it's not my job" handout

My Saturday night with homie & the hookers!

Well, after the party mentioned in the post below, Mich and I drove to our hotel. A suite, $162.00 a night and were looking forward to a good night's sleep. HA! Mich slept in one room, I in another. (She says that sometimes I snore. I know that's not true, couldn't be, but I humour her.) I was just nicely asleep some time after midnight when...

OMG! Homie and the Hookers came home to the room across the hall! One girl was named Rochelle, I have many more details but being a "G" rated blog, cannot pass them on! Yelling, squealing, screaming, giggling and much descriptive language ensued. At one point, and I have no idea why, homie took the party into the parking lot, outside my window where I was able to get a good look at him. He was on his cell phone. The blue glow nicely lit up his white cap, kind of like a black light. Michie thinks maybe he went outside as his was a non-smoking room. She cracks me up that kid! Hey rules are rules she says...

Anyway, the hilarity continued until apparently Rochelle either wasn't feeling well or just needed a nap when homie so gallantly told her she could use any of the beds to lay down. A true gentleman! The other girl kept homie company until London's finest came and broke up their party. At which point I was able to go back to sleep... briefly.

Did I mention the kid's basketball teams and their 9872 family members? The ones who somehow were under the impression they were the only guests? The ones who allowed their darlings to freely run screaming through the halls starting at 6:45am?

I got up, got dressed and went to get a coffee from the courtesy breakfast area. Mistake! Guess where all the little darlings where? There was food strewn everywhere, more screaming and yelling. No inside voices in evidence. Indulgent parents, loving watching their children behave like heathens. I like kids, I have a couple, I used to be one for crying out loud, but for the love of all that is holy, get some control over them!

At this point I went to the front desk and asked the lovely girl working the following question. "So, do you provide the hookers for your guests or do they have to bring in their own?" (Pretty good for 7am with no sleep eh?) She responded by asking what room I was in, I told her 103. She said "oh yes, the police were called about them." I then told her how happy I was to hear the pitter patter of 4000 little feet and sweet children's' voices at 6:45am, all the while smiling my sweetest smile! Well, it may have been my mean face, at that hour I can't keep them apart! I mentioned their 100% room satisfaction guarantee and asked her to talk to someone and see what they wanted to do about it.

I went back to the breakfast room, hoping it had improved and... the room went dark. Actually, the whole hotel went dark, no hydro! Just the hotel not the whole city or anything. I figure some little darling had stuck a knife in an outlet or something while his doting parent looked lovingly on. The really bad part was they all came down the stairs which exited beside my room.

I plugged in the kettle for Michie's tea figuring I'd spare her the breakfast melee. It didn't work. I went and got her a tea. The breakfast room was even worse if that is possible.

The power eventually came back on, then off again, then no working tv stations.

At check out a new girl was working. She tried to bill me. I said hey... did no one mention homie & the hookers? Raging hoards of juvenile louts rampaging in the halls? She offered 50%. I mentioned the 100% guarantee.

I am $162.00 richer but very, very tired!

Party like it's your birthday!

Yesterday was the party for my brother-in-law, Mike, in London. Mich and I drove down and a great time was had by all! It was great to see everyone. My sister's neighbours know for sure now that Spring is here. If I'm on her porch, the snow is over. Keeping in mind I don't drive on the highway in winter.

Tons of family, friends, food, and drink. Mike and I add up to 100 now... we should get more respect!

Temporary lack of posting...

I am off to London until Sunday evening. My darling Brother-in-law is joining me in the 50 club! Party tomorrow night. I'll be back. (Feel free to insert Austrian accent!)

Is it just me?

When I'm near a "student driver" I become a perfect driver. My hands go to 10 & 2. I stop far enough behind the car ahead to see his rear wheels on the road. I do Exorcist style shoulder checks, I signal lane changes. I think I'm trying to be a good example? I imagine the teacher saying "see, see that woman in the red car? Look at her, that's how you should drive." I feel so mentorish, so proud... Bob, my insurance agent Gerry and numerous friends may scoff at this but hey remember, not one of the 9 or 10 accidents have been my fault! ha!

Hello... who are you?

So Bob is working afternoons. 2pm to about 12:30am. I work days. I also have been a tad busy and not really home much since last Saturday. Too busy at work to phone home during the time he's awake before he goes to work. Today I did call home but when he called me back, the lines were all busy and he got the answering machine. That went over well!

Tonight I call him at work. He answers... I start talking about this weekend. He says "who is this?" Keep in mind there are presses and gigantic machines running in the background so I say "it's me!" He says "who?" I say it again... He says he "thinks he knows the voice from somewhere." I finally catch on. I'm not calling him anymore! There's a note on the kitchen counter about the furnace humidifier leaking all over the basement. Let him have to write his sarcastic response! Ha!

American Idol elimination... so close to lights out!

Every week they tease me. They come withing millimeters of pulling the plug on... Kristy! Every week my hopes are raised, only to be dashed. Hey, kinda like Jesus and Gravity eh? (If you didn't watch you have no idea what I'm talking about do you?) Oh, Ramiele is gone.

I'm still here... sort of!

No time to blog, just swimming in circles, sometimes bouncing off the sides! :)

MRSA, hand washing, gloves... and what I've seen

I apologize, the link I had here was hijacked and directed you to another site: below the cartoon is a great link for information on MRSA.
http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/mrsa/DS00735


Today, new stats were released about MRSA, Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus. It is rising at an alarming rate. Am I surprised... nope. I know many, many people who have contracted this infection. I know some who've died, some who've recovered and some who battle still.

Let me tell you what I've seen.

Sadly, I've had many, many occasions, over the years, to sit at hospital bedsides. What have I seen? I've seen health care "professionals" come into the room gloved. Lets pretend it's a geriatric ward, 4 patients. They come in, protected and go bed to bed, adjusting, moving and touching. What's wrong with this picture? The health care provider is protected but what about the 4 patients in the room? What about the 4 in the next and the next...

I have asked, on far more than one occasion, for the provider, usually a nurse, to change her gloves... My doesn't that go over well! I've seen it in hospitals and nursing homes. I've seen it in Labs where they run tests. Thankfully, NOT in my dentist's office! (ick!)

So one cannot help but wonder, what happened when I wasn't there? So yes, we must wash our hands but for crying out loud... change your gloves between patients! It's not rocket science folks.

Oh... and quit using anti-bacterial stuff in your house!

Spring has sprung... a leak!

I took a picture of a Robin, the supposed harbinger of Spring, in my back yard this morning. I was planning on posting it this evening. Good thing I waited... he was a liar! Shame, shame, shame...

# of visits breaks... 7000!

Welcome #7001. Thanks for dropping in! (I do realize that in the blogosphere that's not an amazing number but hey, I'm excited.)

American Idol, recap of the "top 10"

Really I shouldn't say anything beyond... David Cook! OMG! and thank goodness Debbie was here, she said "that's a Michael Jackson song." (Debbie loved this version.) I was dubious. Having never been an MJ fan, Ben aside, after all, who doesn't love a good rat song, I didn't even recognize it as Billy Jean! Amazing. Stop the show, I wanna get off.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pp4Prf2TuS0 :youtube link, cut & paste

*Edit* I was not aware this version was done by Chris Cornell and was not original. Apparently Ryan did say this, I missed it.**

However, to sum up:

Ramiele: eh
Jason: still like him but tonight: ok
Syesha: heard it before, many, many times
Chikezi: eh
Carly: still love her voice, song that's sung waaaaaaaaay to often though
Michael: ok, but doesn't have enough to win this
Brooke: cute as a button, great voice, will have a career but won't win
David A: did a great job of what ever the heck that song was
Kristy: when you can't win, make it UnAmerican NOT to vote for you! (in spite of the bad notes!) Can you spell pander?

Which takes us back to David Cook: OMG! (and he was humble not cocky which was nice)

ps: not my favourite show as most of them were born in the 80's and the 80's is not what I would call a stellar decade, music wise...

Don't you just hate when this happens?

U.S. says missile parts mistakenly sent to Taiwan

* Ballistic missile components sent to Taiwan, Pentagon says - Pat says, Homeland Security?
* Taiwan had requested radio batteries - Pat says, label the boxes.
* U.S. military has retrieved missile parts from Taiwan; probe is under way - Pat says, China may consider that a no no. Finders Keepers!
* U.S. notifies China, which considers Taiwan to be a renegade province - Pat says, whew... those Monks are dangerous enough!

Some people just have to learn the hard way!

How NOT to start your year...

Feb. 8, 1008
Tecumseh and Lakeshore O.P.P. officers were called to a Plaza located on Tecumseh Road, in the Town of Tecumseh at approximately 6:06 pm on Monday night the 4th February 2008. The officers were told that a man in a white Cadillac was pointing a hand gun.
Officers arrived and conducted a High Risk take down of (4) Four men at this location. A small handgun was seized at the scene by officers.
Assisted by the OPP Essex County Crime Unit, Tecumseh O.P.P. has charged the following men with several Criminal Code Offences in relation to this incident.
Charged are;

(1) Dusan ARLOV age 28 of Windsor, Ont.
Careless use of a firearm, section 86(1) Criminal Code
Unauthorized use of a firearm, section 91(1) Criminal Code
Occupant of a motor vehicle knowing there was a firearm, section 94 Criminal Code
Point Firearm, section 87 Criminal Code
Assault with a weapon, section 267(a) Criminal Code


March 21, 2008

A driver clocked at 205 kilometres an hour along Highway 401 was nabbed by police near Chatham yesterday.
Chatham-Kent OPP officers, having received complaints from several other drivers about a speeding car, stopped a white Cadillac that was going more than double the highway speed limit.

Dusan Arlov, 28, of Windsor is charged with racing under the Highway Traffic Act, resulting in an automatic seven-day driver's licence suspension. His car was also impounded for a week.

And to quote "The Band"
Big white Cadillac
I hope somebody's got my back, boy
Wheels burnin' on the rim
Cause we're closin' in
We're gonna rock this town again
Big white Cadillac
I hope somebody's got my back, boy
Wheels burnin' on the rim
Cause we're closin' in
Big white Cadillac

I think maybe Dusan should get himself a minivan!

Spoondemonium!

I'm having Easter dinner today, for 13 people. Bob's Brothers and Sister and their families. Bob was about to leave with his list of last minute things to get at the store when I opened the cutlery drawer to get a tablespoon. I should mention that I own about 15 tablespoons.

There were two. I immediately exclaimed that by now he really should know the difference between tablespoons and serving spoons; and went to the utensil drawer below. He retorted with "hey, you should be grateful you don't have to do the dishes." Bob does usually do the dishes. I told him that I've explained the spoon sizes to him on numerous occasions over the past 25 years. His eyes glazed over.

I held up, with great flourish, a tablespoon and a serving spoon and told him to note the size difference.

He walked out the door waving goodbye and wishing me fun sorting out my spoons!

Guillermo Habacuc Vargas, an "artist" who starved a dog, in a gallery, while patrons "viewed."

This is actually from October '07. I've been avoiding blogging this as it is just too, well, too much really.

Apparently he had three children catch the dog. He tied it up in an "art" gallery and ordered that no one feed or water the dog. No one stopped him, no one, not even the gallery staff, did anything. Patrons walked around the "exhibit."

The dog died.

**EDIT** the exhibit, as it turns out, was not in Costa Rica but in Nicaragua. There seem to be different versions out there on the web. The artist is Costa Rican and has been chosen to represent Costa Rica in the art show.

When you spend your tourist dollars in Costa Rica, think about that! Oh, when you spend your tourist dollars in Costa Rica, think about the fact that Guillermo Habacuc Vargas has been chosen as one of their representatives to a major Central American Art show!

What's next? Come view the chained up Canadian tourist begging for a a drop of water?

Hello... anybody out there?

It's 4:30am, I've been up for 1/2 an hour... want to play cards? Ha, you're missing a beautiful clear sky and brilliant full moon by sleeping! Jealous?

American Idol; 2 out of 3 ain't bad...

I was shocked to see Carly in the bottom three, give your heads, (and dialing fingers) a shake America!

I was, however, NOT shocked to see Amanda aka Cruellea and Kristy. Amanda didn't even sing in the opening number. I actually thought she had left the show or something, until she magically appeared on the couch. Then she lip synced a bit and then sang about 5 words, sort of. I have yet to decide if she was just incapable of singing, yes, just singing... not screaming, straining and bending, or if she just announced that she would not sing that type of music? She's arrogant enough to have done that, in my opinion.

Then I was torn, which one did I want to see leave more... either way, good choice.

The harbinger of Spring!

Today on my way home from work, 5:15pm by Jackson Park... I saw a robin!

American Idol recap

Amanda - (aka, Cruella with a bad hairdresser) I said, it last week, the judges said it this week, she'll sing it again next week... yawn... ps Janis Joplin songs DON'T all sound the same... hint hint

Kristy - time to hide the girl away... far, far away

Michael- ok, picked the wrong song to try to condense into 1 1/2 minutes

Carly - OMG didn't realize how much she looks like Dr. Cuddy on House at certain angles! Also, Amanda, take a lesson. You don't have to scream and bend over like you're constipated through every song! I loved it.

David A. - What's not to like. If he hit Broadway tomorrow he'd be a star.

Brooke _ like Diana Krall & Carly Simon, needs a big piece of furniture in front of her to be fantastic but the girl has huge talent. (Cute and self effacing too.)

David C. - too good for this show.

Syesha - probably the best vocal of the night, (and the cutest outfit according to Michelle.)

Jason - Gets his pic up tonight as he sang... Michelle! Of course he is now Mich's auto favourite. There's something about him you have to like! (Besides the great voice I mean, oh and in spite of the bad hair.)

Chikezi - nah

Ramiele - she can sing, just hasn't shown it the last couple of weeks.

Example to your children, regardless of their age! (Or your's for that matter!)

Yesterday I was behind a blue Caravan, here in Windsor Ontario, yep a "soccer Mom" car and beside the license plate was the above pic. Beside the driver, don't know if it was Dad or Mom, was a kid. So... when the kid says to Mom, "kiss my ass," how does she respond? Is she shocked? Dismayed? Horrified? Angry? Well... maybe Mommy Dearest, you should look in the mirror. Same as all the tough guys with Calvin, of "Calvin & Hobbs" fame peeing plastered on Ford F150's all over the road. When your little boy pees on your sofa, get over it.

We, as adults are meant to set the example. Swear like a trucker in front of them, what the "he, double hockey sticks," do you think you're going to hear from your little angels? Teach them to cheat, lie, bully and steal by example... surprise... you reap what you sow.

I despair for today's society. The English language, manners and doing what's right is apparently only something with which I am concerned.

Looking for love in all the wrong places...

I blog about, birds, stamps, my family, work, world events... why, oh why would someone search my blog for a live sex cam? (click the pic of the log to read) OMG! fortunately, the search came up empty! My pic is up there, I'm a 50 year old woman for pete sake. (I wonder if he was cute, rich, a Governor maybe?) wink wink...

County trip with Bob

I told Bob yesterday that I wanted to go with him for his "Sunday drive." We'd go see his brother in Amherstburg. He whinged. Today, I told him I'd be ready in an hour and we'd be off. He whinged.

On our way out the door, I told him I wanted to go out to Harrow to a little antique shop. He replied with, "don't get the idea that you're going to be spending every Sunday with me just because I'm taking you today!" I ignored him. On our way out of town I was commenting on things we were passing, he replied with, "are you going to talk the whole trip?" I ignored him.

We went to the antique store and he was a prince. He wandered while I sorted through old post cards looking at stamps. I fell into a box of US stamp plate blocks from the 70's, some Canada plate blocks from the 40's, some First Day Covers and I now own Icelandic stamps, for only $15.00! He feigned interest, but didn't whinge!

We went to his brother's. Had a lovely visit, and HE chatted all the way home. I made no snide comments!

My other blog

I have started a blog about my stamp collection for you philately aficionados out there! I now have stamps from Israel, thank you Ann & Joey! xo

www.postageposts.blogspot.com/

(if you want to take a look)

American Idol elimination re-cap...

Not only did I have to listen to that frenzied mashup of "8 days a week" again... she's still there! bah!

American Idol re-cap a la moi.

Here are my thoughts on tonight's performances. I know that my opinion doesn't really matter but hey, it's my blog so I get to voice them! ha!




Syesha... ok
Chikezie... first night I thought he belonged there! wow
Ramiele... great voice, just ok tonight
David H... can thank the little country dervish or he'd be going home
Carly... Ireland rocks! Sham- rocks even! hehe
Jason... should go on tour with Leonard Cohen, he's great.
Brooke... should tour with James Taylor, she's lovely.
David C... O.M.G. - Elinor Rigby like it's never been sung! Stupendous!
Michael... he can sing, t'was a bit boring though
Amanda... same as last week, the week before and next week likely... yawn (and that hair!)
Kristy... O.M.G. and NOT in a good way! frantic, messy, made me slightly nauseous!
David A... I think he psyched himself with worry, should have sung "Michelle".

So... Kristy had better be going home for that god awful mess!

Microsoft, Vista - glad I resisted!

Sucks when your intra-company emails enter the public domain!

Two new machines ordered for the office, I insisted on XP. whew! Again, even Microsoft's big cheeses can't make it work! Oh and there are THREE versions of Vista. Good, Better, Best... big kerfuffle over what to put on the stickers to best obscure, I mean, explain, the differences.

Downy Woodpecker, evening snack

Just because I was outside, he was there and I think he's cute!

Biscuits a la Michelle!

Michelle decided to make homemade biscuits from scratch today... She's home sick, with flu-like symptoms and thought she needed them to go with her soup.

Actually, here's the whole story. I have a glass top stove. Within a month of buying it, I chipped the glass over one burner. We do not use it now. I've taken the knob off so it can't be accidentally turned on. (Apparently the glass could shatter and explode, taking out eyes in the process, due to the weak point. I'm sure they're fibbing, trying to get me to buy new glass, which costs more than the stove did, but, just in case, I'm not chancing it!) Another salient point is... we do NOT open each other's mail! So... when mail comes in, for some reason, mine gets put on the burner we don't use. I should mention that all junk mail goes in the same spot. Up to now, it's NOT been a problem.

Today, at work, the phone rings. It's the Mich... a tad excited. My interest peaked, I ask what's wrong. She then goes on to say, "you know how when mail comes in we put it on the stove? Well I was making biscuits, I pre-heated the oven, I opened the door and the mail got sucked in!" Apparently the fire was no longer flaming but there were still embers. Additionally, there was a fairly substantial piece of paper in there.

Once I'd determined my darling child and the kitchen were in no danger, Michelle got a pair of tongs and, with me on the phone listening... removed the remaining paper shreds and went on to bake her biscuits. At this point I heard the phrase for which I'd been waiting... "this is why I don't cook!"

Perhaps I've failed her as a Mother? Should I have told her that electric ovens do NOT require kindling?

Well, now the Navy knows about the Marines throwing the puppy!

US Marine in Iraq throws puppy off cliff - The Few, (thank goodness) The Proud?

The puppy is tossed off a cliff. There is video, I will not post it to play here.

I'll put up a link, watch it if you want. Warning... it's too sad for words!

http://www.dumpert.nl/mediabase/43462/9fb16ab3/us_soldaat_gooit_puppy.html
(cut and paste into your browser)

The actions of these men do not reflect the vast majority of the military personnel serving, however, this is what they end up judged by. I hope they get some serious military punishment. They are a disgrace to their uniforms.

Some are saying that this video is faked, pretty low quality for that I think. Others are saying it's a "toy dog." I can see it open it's mouth and the scruff of the neck skin by which it is being held pretty much negates it being a stuffed toy.

On the phone with Sir Elton!

I'm sitting here, on the phone with him... really! Well, sort of. I'm listening to him sing Crocodile Rock from the Sudbury Arena. I've also heard Candle In The Wind and Benny And The Jets.

My Sister Sandra is at the concert. Now before anyone goes off, she is NOT a Sudbury Council Member, she did NOT jump the qeue, she did NOT have access to as many as she wanted. She got them from the website on day of sale to the general public. Sandra calls me every few songs and lets me listen. Michelle listened too.

Crocodile Rock was cool, during the la... la la la la la... la la la la la... parts, Elton stops singing and thousands of voices can be heard lalala'ing!

Phone just rang... Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me! I might cry...

An idea and a reason for the post below?

I just remembered that yesterday I was talking to someone and mentioned the old tradition of women being able to propose to men on February 29th. The custom supposedly stems from St. Bridget complaining to St. Patrick that men take too long to ask, he, therefore, allowed that women could ask men once every 4 years. Or it goes back to the pagan Brigid, after whom many think St. Bridget was patterned.

Therefore, Hugh Laurie had no right to turn me down! So, if you see him, mention it ok?

Foreshadowing? Psychic? Weird?

Wednesday, I was talking about the CIBC, (Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce,) recounting how in the '80's they had a big piece of the Olympia & York debacle and lost all that money. They then sent out "hatchet men" to collect demand loans from small companies to make up the money the big guys lost them. (I won't even talk about the Enron thing!) Thursday, CIBC announces it lost 1.46 BILLION due to the US sub-prime market!

This morning I was all the way downstairs about to have a bath when I turned around, went back upstairs and grabbed the portable phone. Mich is on slack week, Bob's on afternoons and both were still sleeping. I was no sooner in the tub... the phone rang! No one calls me at 8am but today, someone did and I was ready. ha!

The reason I'm writing this is the dream I was having when I awoke this morning. It is so bizarre that I seriously think you will assume I've lost my mind. (Comments are moderated so don't waste your time!)

Ok, here it is. I was walking up a set of stairs, outdoors, with Hugh Laurie, Dr. House on tv. I think I was trying to convince him that I was the love of his life and that I knew I could only make his life better. He, however, had other ideas and let me down "gently", in his oh so, Dr. House way! We reach the top of the stairs and he tells me to go do my job.

So where are we? Let my try to describe it. It's a reservoir. One side is a natural & rocky slope. There are people standing all over the slope, a woman is on a cell phone and her voice is echoing across the reservoir. I don't remember what she is saying. There are guards everywhere, (dressed in Nazi uniforms- it's a dream, who knows?) People are picnicing, some are reading and all of them are angry with the loud woman on the cell phone. The guards are staring at her.

Hugh Laurie is still standing there and is miffed that I haven't left to go do my job but I don't know what my job is. He points to the other side of the water. It's the University of Western Ontario student centre. Then my alarm went off.

So I'm really hoping none of that comes true, except the meeting Hugh Laurie part!

The down and dirty of the end run.

"I Have Never Been a Muslim" Obama Battles False Rumors What's Fact and What's Fiction? I don't really think it matters what is fact/fiction and that, my friends, is the saddest part. By virtue of an unfortunate name, (unfortunate at this time in our history,) he is being branded. McCain, an American through and through is now facing a "can he be president" question as he was born in Panama. Why was he born there? His father was serving in the US military! His family was posted there! He was born on a US base!

Talk about shooting yourself in the foot! You actually have a chance of having a President that is not a fear monger. I'm not naive, I know that threats exist, I know it's not the world we knew before but stop, enough is enough. Let a man/woman win on merits, on their record, on their basic decency. The more garbage you throw, the stinkier it gets for everyone.

American Idol, 2008; David Archuleta

American Idol is the only "reality show" that I watch. I don't even consider it a "reality show" as such as these kids actually have a skill. I've watched AI from season one. This year I am absolutely blown away by David Archuleta. 16 years old and stupid good! I mean the kid is so good it defies definition. They should just end the show now.

(ps. Jason Yeager & Robbie Carrico should be going home, "just my opinion" as a certain black clad judge would say!)

2008 flu season

Looking at the people around me and how I've been feeling, that cartoon is right! I've just read that this year's shot only protects agains 40% of the strains circulating. The lowest percentage ever.

Ok, I have to go blow my nose now.

On the road again...

(Isn't this lovely? It from www.morethanagiftonline.co.uk)










Ann, Joey & Tyler are in Israel. Patty & Dan are in California, Rodney is in Florida. My youngest sister Sarah, Claude & Patrick are visiting London, from Montreal. Allison is in Toronto as is, according to her facebook page, my sister Sandra.

Me, I'm here, at home. I spent part of the morning scanning some of my stamps and emailing some of the pictures to people. I organized them some more, it's a big job!

I'm listening to CBC radio, Stuart McLean's Vinyl Cafe. I just finished making a big pot of stew. (With the onion cuts in huge chunks so Michelle won't inadvertently eat one!) I'm making home made biscuits to go with it. The ones Bob lovingly calls "hockey pucks." I think I'm feeling the urge to make a batch of cookies too! I've only stepped outdoors to fill the bird feeder early this morning.

It's a good day! :)