Saturday, December 30, 2006

more house talk... sorry!

Today was the first time we hosted a large-ish group of people for visiting and supper in our new house and it went so well, it makes me want to do it again and again and again! There was no feeling of claustrophobia at all... just a nice open airy feeling. What a nice change from the old house. Really! It makes me wonder how we lived in that tiny little house for 4.5 years!

Tomorrow, I will drop the keys and manuals off at the old house and take my inuksuik (sp?) rocks from my garden to build over here, and then I will probably never return to the old place... unless curiosity gets the best of me and I want to take a gander at what changes happen there over time. I'm betting that the first thing done there in the spring is finishing off the fence.

It's still so hard to believe for me that I no longer live in the first house we owned. I mean, that was my FIRST house!! Not condo, nor apartment... but actual house - first mortgage, first massive responsibility where failure just wasn't an option. The first piece of real estate that belonged to me, and I'm not there anymore. Wow. When I went back to do the cleaning, I got sad - among other things, I stood there in my son's room... thinking of how he was never going to sleep in his first bedroom ever again! There are a lot of memories in that house that I'm afraid I'll forget and it makes me really sad. But I have lots of pictures to look back on, and that will just have to suffice.

Anyway - I'm starting to really feel at home here now. The bedroom suite came today, so tonight I'll actually be sleeping on a real bed! Without being surrounded by boxes! And let me tell you, that's a real treat. Perhaps when I get things just a little bit more settled, I'll snap a few pictures and share them.

I'm sure you're all sick of hearing about my move and the new place and all, so I'm gonna try hard not to talk about it for a while. There must still be other things to write about in this strange brain of mine!

Jules ?:O)

Friday, December 29, 2006

Confessions

Okay, time for everyone to fess up! What's your gameplan for New Year's Eve? Have you ever really loved celebrating it, or have you just been all like: nyeeehhh, why bother? And how about resolutions? Anyone actually ever stick with a New Year's Resolution?

I'm going to rent a movie, drink 2 bottles of wine, probably come "drunk blog" before bed and then wake up in the morning regretting only having 2 bottles! LOL! Just kidding. I'll only have a couple of glasses, because for all that I ever drink, that will get me plenty loopy. And I DO have responsibilities you know!

Jules :Ocan'tdecidewhatfacetousehere!
Maybe this one: :O?

iPod madness

I finally feel like I'm in sync with the masses! I got an MPIO for Christmas and I just downloaded a couple of dozen songs onto it and I'm sitting here jammin' to mu tunes as I type! I only wanted this thing to use in conjuction with another toy I have ;OP, but I think I'll get more use out of it than that afterall!

Just wanted to say that.

Jules :O)

Waiting to exhale

I am officially adding a new movie to my favorites. Last night I went with Kim, Shellie, and Kim to go see "The Pursuit of Happyness" and it 150% completely and entirely blew me away. I guess the real guy, whom the movie is based off of, was on Oprah, but I didn't catch the show - so I didn't know the whole story before hand. MAN! I swear to God that I held my breath for 3/4 of the movie because all of the stuff that was happening to the lead character just stole it away from me. Finally, I could exhale in the last 10 minutes, at which point, I also cried and laughed at the same time.

So, I recommend paying the big bucks to go see it in the theatre, if you're in the mood for a really, really good drama. There's nothing chick flick about this one, just a really inspiring story. I thought that my favorite word was perserverance, but combine that one with "determination" and this sums up this movie. Oh, and add in there a huge side helping of love. Yup! Go see it!

Jules :Owow!

I've just GOT to do it!

My list of to do's for tonight:

  • Go buy wine.
  • Give myself a pedicure.
  • Move the last of the stuff from the garage into the house.
  • Play.
  • Wrap a last minute gift for tomorrow's family gathering.
  • Get groceries.
  • Wash landing floor, and tidy up some more.
  • Relax, relax, relax... if there's time after everything else is done.

If I can't get everything done, I will sacrifice my pedicure and do it sometime before the weekend is over. But darn it! I wanna have sexy toes to go along with my sexy toe ring!

There are a few things I've come to learn about myself.

  • I almost always mistype my esses and my doubleyous.
  • I dislike math.
  • I'm not afraid to admit that I do in fact have a snowman fetish (but I only let it come out during the holidays).
  • Making sticky note reminders for myself doesn't necessarily mean I'll remember to look at the sticky note.
  • I find that phone calls from people you haven't spoken to in a while are just delightful, especially this time of year.

I must begin my to do list.

Jules :Owhistlewhileyouwork*

Thursday, December 28, 2006

That was MUCH too long of a break.

Okay, it's really late and I really need to get to bed, but I just came by my own blog and it was doing something funky, so I wanted to write a quick entry to see if it really was all fudged up or if it was just a fluke. Wish me luck!

I missed all of you guys SSSSOOOOOOOO much it hurt. It's sad, but true. I am a die hard blogger and I love my blogging community. How crappy that I had to move over Christmas and then connect just today and miss wishing you all a Merry Christmas on the actual day. Crappy, I say. Just simply crappy. BUT! Cheer up, Jules - you're back and hopefully your friends won't have forgotten about you and will all welcome you back with open arms.

Ehem... okay, so I was just caught talking to myself there, I suppose. Well... that might bother me, but if you've read me for any length of time, you'd know that I'm just weird like that anyway.

Hey, guess what! I got a diamond toe ring and an Ipod for Christmas (among other really wonderful things). Again, any of you who know anything about me will know why these two things are special. And if you don't, you can
inquire!

Must get some sleep now. Yes. Must. BUT, I'll be back much sooner than last time. It's okay, you know, for all of you to admit to how much you missed me while I was away. It'll just make me love you more.

Jules :Ohappyholidays!

Thursday, December 21, 2006

something else I love

I love it when the temperature warms up enough and it makes the snow get all sticky and when you step on the sticky snow, it makes that odd little sound that I can't even begin to spell out. But you all know what I'm talking about right? It's not a crunch, it's not a splat, it's a "cruplatsnoooooge". I wanna have a snowball fight. I really do. But not with icy hard ones... anyone wanna play with me? I'll go get started on my snow fort.

Jules :OD

Truth or Dare: Truth

Have you ever, or do you ever pee in the shower?

I will be the first to admit - a few times, after seeing "The Full Monty" I tried peeing in the shower while standing up, like a man... like that one chick does in the beginning of that movie in the guys washroom. It fascinates me how she did that. The only problem is that I've never had my glasses on while I attempted it, so I don't know if I was successful at getting a good solid stream aimed down the drain or not. Don't worry, I always cleaned the bathtub well after trying this!!

Sometimes a pee is just the BEST thing in the world, wouldn't you agree? Like today, I had to pee soooo badly but we were running like madmen from errand to errand and I never had the chance till I got to my mom's house. After holding a full bladder for well over an hour, a nice pee feels amazing!

But, anyway, back to the "truth". I want to know... have you ever peed in the shower??

Jules :O?

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

soapy sandals

Tonight I had an hour long bubble bath and do you know what happened? No, I didn't fall asleep. No, my body parts didn't all prune up to nothingness and fall off. No, I didn't start singing: "We represent the lollipop guild"!

Sometimes I sit in a more upright position against the curve of the tub and other times I lay more on my back with my legs up resting in the air on the side of the faucet. This is necessary information for what I'm about to tell you, trust me. I like painting vivid pictures. Although painting is not what I wanted to tell you. What DID happen is that in a transitional moment when I went to switch from sitting to laying, I lifted my feet up through the bubbles before resting them on the tub wall, and I ended up with bubbles on my foot in the EXACT shape and size of a flip flop. And you know what?!! I got really excited about it! For a few reasons: 1) My foot looked really great in a pure white flip flop, and 2) It made me think of some of the summer fun I'd had this past summer.

But, as bubbles do, the "bubble flop" eventually fizzled and popped it's way out of my life and I found myself trying to purposely recreated it. My venture was unsuccessful. It made me wish I'd had my camera so I could share the whole ordeal with all of you. It kind of reminded me of those people who see Jesus' face in a grilled cheese sandwich.

Which brings me to the other thing I was going to blog about tonight. When sitting on the john, pondering life's little moments, I generally tend to stare at the floor. Either at the bath mat, or at the lino. Now, I'm not trying to paint a vivid picture about me sitting on the john here. This is the part that's discussion worthy: I effortlessly and without a doubt always find a face in the rug or lino that I'm staring at. Sometimes it's an old man with a beard, or a person with a strange scrunched up face, or even a dog's face. I've seen many many different faces. Incidentally, I look up at a full moon and can totally see the man in the moon too. I think it's a gift. Again, camera worthy moments and look at me caught without my camera. I mean, WTF? Who doesn't bring their camera to the john with them!?

Now. Tomorrow, I'm going to start moving to the new house. And I just wanted to post that because it's likely I'll be away for a day or two... possibly even three. BUT! I will return, so try not to let it knock your life's spiral out of control, k? Just promise to miss me and I'll show you all the love when I return!

Jules :Omoooooooving!

P.S. I just thought of this tonight: The newbies that have come out of the wood work recently - I LOVE that you have done that, and I've convinced myself that it's because you want to be part of my totally awesome blogger get-away adventure in the Greek Isles with us regulars in 2008! Am I right?! And if you don't have a clue what I'm talking about, refer to December 3rd and 4th's blog entries and then start saving!

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

what? haven't you ever? don't judge me!

I wrote this last Friday night after having been to a Christmas party at a girlfriend's house. Then the next morning, I took it off, because the spelling was horrendous and I really was just babbling, and making little to no sense. But, I've been asked by a few people to post it back on because they wanted to read it. So here it is, back by popular demand. God only knows why.

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Whatever. Little tipsy ditties because I came home from a Christmas
party and I'm not tired enough to go to bed, and I had 4 drinks and I
didn't drive, and I wanna chat and noone's here to talk to so I might
just as well go to bed and it's really hard to type.


Tipsy ditty 1: OH! I'm drawing a complete blank now, so I gueess it's
time to go to bed afterall.


Tipsy ditty 2: Since I don't work anymore, I'm glad to still be part
of the Christmas party thing. we played the board game that isn't
really a board game tonight called Dirty Minds. IT's not really dirty
either, but get enuf people in a room with drinks and you can imagine
the fun. I think you can imagin the fun. can you? yes you can.


thwapt. This is re-dick-ulous.

I better just go to bed. IT's taking too long and I'm probly making too many mistakes.
Sigh - well, then. Gnite everyone!


Jules %OP

Think I better erase this in the morning, but not before I get a
chance to read it again first. Someon esaid drunk blogging was fun.
I'm definately not drunk. And only slightly tipsy. But as I sit here,
I seem to be more and moer tipsy. Sup with that? I stopped drinkng an
hour ago. fffffffff. FFFFFFFFFF! whats that for? dunno.

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And there you have it, folks. My first blog expereince after indulging myself at a party.

Jules :Owhatever.

balls and nuts - tag!

Wow! How thoughtful of you, Jules, to tag me with this particular tag when I'm right in the middle of packing and have no books at all here. BUT, I am ever so resourceful and the very first book that I saw that had more than the required amount of pages was the one I went with... on my trip to WalMart tonight... so HA! In your face, tagger sister! I overcome all odds! ;OP And I SWEAR, this was a random book - there was no way I could have known it would turn out this way. Or maybe it's just funny to me... or maybe you have to think like me to find it funny. Anyway...

Instructions:
1. Grab the book closest to you.
2. Open to page 123 and find the fifth sentence.
3. Post the text of next three sentences on your blog.
4. List the book and the author.
5. Tag some people.


Place nuts in another small bowl. Dip each ball into egg white then roll in nuts. On ungreased cookie sheet, place balls about 1 inch apart.

Betty Crocker - Christmas Cookbook

Okay, yes, you probably have to actually climb inside my head and pull a Being John Malcovich in order to really get why I think this ended up being so funny.

I'll tag the newcomers:

Steven, Baby Boy, and Alicia


Jules :O)

the simple things

And then suddenly, there was a ball pit and all the stress and foul moodiness seemed to melt away and drip down my spine into a huge puddle on the floor as I revelled in all the primary colors and balls, and the tent it was all housed in.

Jules ;OP

Monday, December 18, 2006

I can'd breed.

PLUS - I have a cold.

Ever blow your nose only to have it feel more plugged up afterwards than before you grabbed that stupid kleenex?

Jules :8/

Sunday, December 17, 2006

We can't ALWAYS be beautiful

I am super stressed to the max, and my chin is the proof. I tend to break out in pimples with stress. Other people lose weight, others gain weight, some just are tired. I get the tired and zitty stress presence. I also get the feeling like all I want to do is either crawl under a rock, or flee the province. Ever get that? Oh, plus, I feel like there's this huge heavy bowling ball that's made its way under my skin and nestled up right smack in the middle of my neck - pushing on my muscles and spine resulting in intense pain throught the last 3 days. I'm expecting it to magically disappear once December 27th hits.

What's causing all the stress? Those of you who've been paying attention, know that I am moving to our new house on December 22nd. That's right. 3 days before Christmas. So, the equation looks like this:

Moving + Christmas (including shopping, wrapping, planning) + Boxing Day Bowl Event + Bank + Lawyers + Utilities (apparently the Power company doesn't have my house number in their system and refuses to change it) + raising a family and trying to maintain some semblance of normality = pimple stress.

Whatever. At least I'm not binge eating. I don't have time!

Jules :Ough!

Friday, December 15, 2006

There IS peace on earth, you just have to find it.

I sat down beside an old man on a bench at the mall today, while getting my son ready to go back outside to the car. My son had huge smiles for the old man and the old man had huge smiles for my son. All of this, of course, made me smile. Then the old man asked me how old my son was, to which I replied, "He just turned 1 year old!", as I burst with pride.

The old man was either the chatty type, or he just felt he needed to say his peace to somebody and I was the lucky person who he chose to converse with today. I say lucky, because what the old man said to me completely uplifted me and brought warmth to my heart. It's funny how this exchange of words with a complete stranger, lasting for about 10 minutes, struck me so internally. Is it the time of year? Or was it something more?

The conversation was simply about the importance of teaching your children how to grow up with morals and love, and the ability to distinguish between right and wrong. How there are so many people in this world who take advantage of little children and it is up to the parents to unconditionally love, respect and teach their children to grow into adults who will love, respect and teach. This man, again - a stranger to me, said he was proud of me for making the decision to stay home with my son to raise him... and then he said this: "Please remember, Miss, that your son is going to break your heart as he grows up. But you need to always just say that 'although what you have done is breaking my heart right now, we will get through this together, and I will love you no matter what. I will love you'."


As I choked back my tears, and tried to catch my breath after listening to this stranger tell me this, I reached out and softly rubbed this wise old man on the shoulder, thanked him, wished him a very Merry Christmas and then walked out the door. I'm sure I'll never see him again, and if I did, he wouldn't remember our conversation, but I think he knows that what he said to me was something that I really took to heart.

Thank you old man in the mall!! Bless you!

Jules :'OD

email etiquette?

How depressing! I got 15 emails this morning, and not one of them was anything more than spam. I send and send and send emails to people, people from everywhere and local people - I love to email. But no-one has the time to write back. I think it's getting to be a pet peeve. In fact, let's call it that. I realize it's a busy time of year... but if I can make time, how come "they" can't? Even just a simple: "Got your email, loved it, will write more when I get a chance. Love (insert name here)" Now, having said that, for those of you who do email me back, and you know who you are, obviously this isn't intended to be directed at you. For those of you who love to read my emails but that's as far as it goes..... well, darnit, step up, mu peeps! But, I don't want to seem like a bitter nag-hag, so probably that's where I'll end this rant.

I hope to catch up with those of you I haven't heard from in a while soon! :O) What better Christmas present than offering unconditional friendship?

Jules :Oj
P.S. I know I'm probably going to regret posting this. But somehow common sense hasn't kicked in yet and I am not compelled to delete it. Yet.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

I'm devastated.

I am totally distraught. TOTALLY, I tell ya!

I went to the grocery store last night for a very brief shop for a few necessities, and while I was in there, I took a peek for this: Key Lime Pie Yogurt. Julie told me is was amazing and as a lover of yogurt, I had to try it. But, alas... it appears that either Sobey's doesn't carry the stuff, OR it's only an American product that I can't get in Canada. Julie - what company makes it? Maybe I'll have to contact them personally and have them ship me some.

Jules :O/

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

so what?

I ate cold leftover meatloaf for breakfast this morning. It was good.

Jules :Oyum

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

*shrug* Whoever wrote it's right, ya know.

I never, and I mean never post things on here that I get in an email, but I received this today... and for once, it was the first time I'd received it (you know how the same email makes its rounds like 7 or 8 times?)! And it made me both laugh and think, so here it is:

9 Things That Annoy Me About People

1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time.... I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?

2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the T.V. remote because they refuse to walk to the T.V. and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they? Gonna Kick their asses!

5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor.

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?

7. When something is 'new and improved!' Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.

8. When people say "life is short". What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?

9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here, dumbass?

LOL! Admit it, you've thought about some of these before!

Jules :O!

Monday, December 11, 2006

See email in profile

I would like people to email me with their mailing addresses (if they feel comfortable). It's Christmas and I have a few extra stamps for Chritsmas cards!!!

Jules :O)

Truth or dare: Truth.

Rate my blog from 1 - 10.

1 being that it's the most boring, poorly written blog you've ever come across.

10 being that my thought process cracks you up and you have to admit that a time or two a little bit of pee came out while you were laughing. (figuratively speaking, of course)

1----2----3----4----5----6----7----8----9----10

Ready, set, go!!!
Jules :O*
P.S. Sucking up will get you everywhere!

P.S.S. Vera - The new Yogun Fruz JUST opened up in Bower Mall and if I ever find out you went there without me, you're in a world of trouble, darling! But, we could make a date, you and I. ;O)

Sunday, December 10, 2006

night of laughing so hard I almost peed...

So tonight I was over at M's house for the finale of The Amazing Race. A small group of us (K, S, C, D, M and myself) place a small $5 wager and pick two teams - hoping we will be the ones to win the *huge* pot at the end when we get the most points throughout the show. Anyway, tonight we decided to all bring appetizers over to M's house and munch on them while watching the show. But the show didn't start when we thought it did (on M's satelite) so we had to wait till 9pm to watch it. In the interim, M decided to get piss assed drunk! Frig! I've never seen her drunk before and holy crap was it funny! She was all loose lipped and the rest of us had our minds in the gutter half the night and it made for some really funny conversations. I wrote down a few little snippits and thought I'd share them with you.

JA: K - I talked to JA Jr. and he said "lay it on me, dad" (in reference to meeting K)
JA, K & M start laughing hysterically
JU: What? What did you say? I missed it!
K: He said "lay me on him, or lay him on me, or something like that!", she tried to paraphrase, but failed horribly as we all burst into another round of laughter!
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K: I might choke on my bite sized ....
(This one just struck us all funny, not sure why. The mental image of K choking on a bite sized something while having our minds in the gutter, I guess)
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M - Carrots! Come sit beside me, I have C-A-R-R-O-T-S!!! (mild laughter)
Later M leaves and comes back and says: What did I miss? All I remember was the conversation about sex.
JU: The carrots WERE part of the sex conversation! (hysterics)
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K: At work S is like, "Put this away".
M - What? (as she looks inquisitively at K). Input what way??
K - No, no! Put this away!
(and tonight not only did I witness drunk M, but deaf, drunk M).
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M quote of the night: I'm totally 100% sha-hawked.... SHA-HAW-KED! (I'm not even sure on what she was shocked about, but the emphasis was just too much!)
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K: No, I squeezed it and then took my finger and rubbed it! Who wants it? Will you eat it JU?
JU: Sure!
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JU: And then I said, in the car, "Here K - eat my burp!"

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K: I'd love to jump out of a box and surprise somebody!
JA: I have a story to tell about that... one time when I was 45, in good shape, I did this thing for an 80 year old's birthday party
JU Interjects: Were you naked?!! (some groans, some laughs, some dirty looks)
JA: No (tries to continue story)
JU Interjects again: Were you wearing a red speedo?
JA: Laughs and then finishes up story. Punchline - The 80 year old woman is only 79 and says to him: I'm actually turning 80 next year, can I have two of you!?
Round of laughter!
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All is super quiet, we're intently watching the show by now and then all of a sudden out of nowhere, M says this tiny little, "Beep Beep!" and then laughs to herself and blurts out, "I just wanted to say Beep Beep!.... Beep BEEP! BEEP BEEEEEEP! Beep. Hahahahhahhahaha!"
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M: Diju unnerstand whudd I said?
K: No!
M: OH yeshu did, you LI-AR! (laughs uncontrollably)
(But honestly, M was slurring her words so much by this point that K and I honestly didn't understand what she said!)
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M goes away with JA and while they're gone, I said to S and K: "We should just all laugh hysterically as soon as we hear them come back inside so they think they've missed the biggest joke of the night!" And so we hear the door open and start laughing, HARD, and they come downstairs and see us laughing our asses off (for no reason). They have no idea why we're laughing so hard, but M starts to crack up anyway! We couldn't contain ourselves! The more M laughed at nothing, the more the rest of us laughed at her for laughing at nothing! Then S stands up and subtly gives K and I high fives and whispers "Best one of the night!". Drunk M likes to talk and laugh. The harder she laughs, the deeper her laugh becomes and then finally she looses all sound and her body is just left sitting there shaking until she takes a breath, snorts and goes from high to low pitch laughter again. It's really contagious and really hilarious!
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The best action of the night - the show's over and M goes to change the channel to look for another show to watch and turns the tv off by accident. This amuses the hell out of her, so she gleefully exclaims (over and over again), "Watch this one!" as she laughs, and then pretends to push the power button on the remote. She laughs some more, enthralled and amused by her own little world of remote control fun, and says: "Poop, it's on... poop it's off... poop on... poop off, poop, poop" while K and I crack up and try to correct her "poop" to the "poof" that it should have been.
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What a great night! Thanks for the entertainment, everyone! And congrats to K for winning the big pot!! LOL

Jules :Ohahahaha!
P.S. Did I mention that M threw out my Spongebob Toe Socks? You owe me, M!
P.S.S. Boy, M... that home-made wine really packs a punch hey? Hope you took some Tylenol before bed! ;OP

Friday, December 08, 2006

I told you nothing was off limits!

Here's a short snippit for you.

I took my son to the doctor for his 1 year check-up today. I was very rushed this morning, barely having time to slip on a pair of jeans before heading out the door, before an entire day of errands and house stuff to get done. I probably should have taken a few moments to pretty myself up a bit more... you'll find out what that means later.

I get to the doctor's office and the nurse takes us into the room and then the doctor comes in and asks me who I would like to go first? I said, "What, I didn't know I was getting anything done!" to which he responded something like: "We like to give our moms a complete physical when they bring in the babies for the one year checkup, just to make sure everything's okay with them too." UGH! So there I was, standing there, hadn't shaved my legs or pits, or even applied lotion, wasn't feeling the freshest in the world, due to being so rushed this morning, and I was being told to take my clothes off and slip into the dreaded gown of embarrassment! Oh. My. God. Now, I could have just refused and rescheduled the exam, but it HAS been a year since I had it done, so I figured I might as well, I was there already, afterall.

Yeah. There's nothing like an impromtpu Pap Test on a Friday morning when you least expect it. Not to mention the breast exam, pelvic exam, and internal via finger to see if the ovaries are where they should be! Seriously!!!

More than anything, I'm thankful that he's not an old shaky man.

Jules :O*

put 'em up!

Show of hands - who thinks it's time for a new picture of me on my profile? Are you all sick of green yet?

Jules :O?

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Oranges

This post is inspired by Vera... but I'm only adding one more weird thing, since I already did the whole tag, you're it thing!

I love Christmas oranges. I have been known to take up to a whole hour to eat a single one. I carefully peel it, trying to make it all one peel, then I eat the white stuff. Yes, you read correctly - I EAT the white stuff. The stuff most people peel off and throw away. I eat it. Then when I'm done stripping it of it's white fuzzy coat, I take off one section at a time. I de-skin the section of orange to reveal the tender juicy pulp inside and once the skin is all gone, I throw the little morsel into my mouth and feel the flood of juice flow over my tongue. I eat each piece like that until the whole thing is gone. Yum!!!!!

So there you go! Another weird thing about me!

Jules :Oy

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Six Weird Things About Me

Apparently I've been tagged. I don't quite know how it happened... I was just sitting here and then all of a sudden, a hand reached through the monitor and tapped me on the collar bone, gleefully exclaiming: "TAG, YOU'RE IT!" So I'm gonna play along.

"According to the rules, each player of this game starts with the title "Six Weird Things About Me." People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own six weird things and state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose six people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says, 'You are tagged!' in their comments and tell them to read your blog!"

Here are six MORE weird things about me that I don't think I've told you yet:
  1. I don't mind popping pimples. I will pop my own pimples and I have been known to pop other people's pimples on occassion, also. I think a popped pimple is so much easier to stomach looking at than a big old nasty huge whitehead that might as well have the beacon from a lighthouse attached to it because it draws that much attention.
  2. I must sit with my legs either up or crossed. Down, with my feet on the ground is not only uncomfortable for me, but I think it looks stuffy. I sit with my legs like this everywhere I am. You'll see me do this at restaurants, offices, home, friend's and family's houses, in the car, on a boat, etc. If I can't do it for some reason, I will fidgit and not be able to sit still.
  3. Sometimes I have been known to lean forward and study my reflection in the mirror for up to an hour. I like to study my lines, and my pores, expecially on my nose. I like to look at my freckles and although I've never taken count of them, I look for new ones to appear.
  4. I am toothpick illiterate. I have wonderfully straight teeth, and they are too close together for toothpicks. I always seem to leave splinters behind when I try to work the wooden wonders, which is very often worse than when I started. Therefore, I tend to stick with dental floss.
  5. I can burp words and the alphabet. I know, it's a true, undeniable gift!
  6. I can't remember song names or band names for the life of me, yet I love music. I make my sister and friends remember songs I like so that I can later ask them: "What was that one song I liked that went like this... (and then I attempt to remember the words and sing a bar or two). Funnily enough, I was a music teacher at the school I worked at.

This was fun, Julie! I have listed many things that are wierd about me on my blog before, but it seems there's a never ending supply of them!

I shall tag: Kim, Grunty, Vera, Shell, and Enforcer and see who follows suit! (I would add another, but that's another wierd thing about me... I like to break the rules).

Did I manage to leave any of you thinking: "Wow... and I am friends with HER?!?!?!"

Jules :Oweeeeeee!

another wtf moment

LOL!

Why am I laughing?

Because I had to actually come to my blog and check to see if I'd already written anything on here tonight. I didn't. So now I just did. Where's my brain? Did the brain munching gremlin come and eat it while I was asleep last night? I remember having some wicked fun dreams... but do I remember anything beyond that? No.

Jules O:0g (even my icon doesn't make any sense tonight!)

Monday, December 04, 2006

Show of hands: How many people out there that read my blog think they know me? And... secondly, have I ever surprised you?

Other than that... there's not much to write about today, and I have a headache from bending over wrapping Christmas gifts for the past 2.5 hours. Am I just a slow gift wrapper, or is it just plain not good to be all haunched over like that for that long? OR, have I somehow ingested the die of all the wrapping paper through my fingertips, thereby causing the slightest amount of ink poisoning in my blood stream, resulting in a throbbing headache? My fingertips are multicolored right now, you know!

You know what?

I forget. But it was probably a really good something... whatever it was. I think I may just have to go to bed early tonight.

OH! Here's what! I decided something. It's just GOT TO HAPPEN, too. All this talk of travel as of late has made me decide something.... and if you really think about this and how much fun it would be, you just can't say no. I say that on October 3, 2008 (which is a Friday) we all meet in the Calgary Airport and hop on a plane together to my Greek Isles, stay for 1 week and have the bestest time of our lives. I mean, all of us - the blogland community that reads, comments and/or lurks around my blog. Lurkers, you have until October 3, 2007 to show your face around here if you want to join us! YAY! It's going to be sooo much fun! Start saving those pennies, my peeps!

What do you think about that?! Am I just dreaming again?

Jules :Ocrazygirl!

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Sigh... faint.

OMG! Will someone please take me here! C'mon, step up - who wants to volunteer?! I'd be FUN to travel with, I promise!!!!

This is my dream vacation destination. This place is Heaven to me. The colors, the location, the architecture, the simplicity... the beauty. The Greek Isles. I need to go some time in my life time.

If I start saving now, I should be able to go by the time I'm 82.

I know, you're all wierded out becuase I never post pictures, but I had to, just this once. I found myself all caught up in a series of photographs like these and I couldn't get uncaught. Hopefully this will help.

scattered thoughts

Has anyone ever clicked on the little handicapped icon next to the word verification thing? What happens? I'd do it myself, but I ... well, there's really no reason other than being lazy and wanting a response from you guys.

Truth or Dare - how do you view this game?
a) More fun than a barrel full of puppies
b) About as dangerous as a Blue Dart Fart
c) Confusing, you never understand the truths or dares

How come Gugg's blog link sends us to a crappy spam site now?

I'm really into Rascall Flatt's these days. And this one song by the Ying Yang Twins called "Dangerous".

What's your opinion: what's worse, puking or having severe runny butt?

What's your most recent addiction? Mine's blogging and Shareaza. I know, bad.

What's your very most favoritist word in all the world?
Mine's: P-E-R-S-E-R-V-E-R-A-N-C-E. My second one is: L-O-V-E

Nighty nite, peeps. I love you all!

Jules :Osmoooooooch

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Introducing the LF, the BBF, and the BTBF...

WARNING: Juvenille blog entry. You must revert back to the mind of a 12 year old to read this entry. Grown ups may not appreciate the subject matter as much as they would if they pretended to be a kid again.

Went to a movie with two friends tonight, whom I'll refer to as F1 and F2. Why the anonymity, you ask? Because the conversation immediately following the movie, while we were still in the theatre seats left me CRACKING UP so much that my entire body ached from laughing so hard. I think it's really hilarious when you're having a conversation with people who don't hold anything back and really just let it all come out - no matter what the topic is... because those are the most funny of conversations. And often, you are left thinking: "I thought I was the only one!!" LOL!

The movie was Stranger Than Fiction - which I enjoyed very much and it left me with a newfound appreciation for Will Farrell. So the credits start to roll and F1 turns to me, shading her mouth with her hand as if she wants what she's about to say to be a secret and she says this:
"That whole movie I was a tootster!" I said "What?!?!" (already laughing). She repeated it and I completely burst out into this uncontrollable giggle frenzy to which F2 said, "What did she say?". I managed to pull myself together long enough to tell F2 what was said and then I let out this immense scream/laugh combo that made the people 7 rows in front of us look at me in wonder, and made F1 shush me, while giggling herself. Before I knew it, we are all high pitched squealing about her being a tootster and then the comment I'll never forget in my whole life was splured out: "Or, or, what about when you think you have to fart, but then it seems to evaporate as it comes out and you don't really fart and then when you move or stand up you feel the fart bubble as it has worked its way forward..." and then someone said, "Yeah!!! The LIP FART!" This comment was the catylist for such comments like: descriptive sounds for the lip fart, as well as the introduction of the BUTT BUBBLE FART... same thing as the evaporated fart, only it works it's way backward rather than forward and then claps its way out your butt crack. At this point I was laughing and screaming out so loud I could barely catch my breath and both friends just kept on adding one comment on top of the other and then F2 said it... "I thought I was the only one that happened to!" Ahhhh... fuck! I quite literally hurt so bad from laughing that I wasn't sure I was going to recover. So we calmed down and then the convo turned back to farting once we got into my car, at which point F2 spread her legs apart into the birthing position and said something about making a specific kind of fart sound to which F1 said something about it shooting straight out. Then we all had to go pee once I dropped F2 off, so we went into her house and MORE fart convo happened - the introduction of the BATHTUB BUBBLE FART, which reverberates off the walls of the tub and never smells nice! I dropped to the floor and just sat there shaking and laughing as F1 and F2 carried on.

Okay... so this has been my fart post. Did you laugh? Admit it, you're not above fart humor. Nobody is. Please... the Lip Fart? Come on!!! ROTF!!! What's life if you can't be a kid and laugh senselessly once in a while... or once a day!

Jules :OFfffzzzzzzplll

P.S. At the end of the day, you need to know that nothing's off limits for me to talk about. Love me or leave me, that's just the way I am! :O)

Friday, December 01, 2006

Tough

Tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough,tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough DAY!

Nate's sick - has thrown up 5 times so far since 2:30 this afternooon. He's not even a year old yet. There's just something really wrong with a child having to experience sickness like this before they're even 1. If he throws up once more, we're off to th ER, as per Health Link's orders. Wish us luck - and pray that he gets better ASAP!

Jules :O(