Wretch-ed

[Rech-id} adjective

1. very unfortunate in condition or circumstances; miserable; pitiable.
2. characterized by or attended with misery and sorrow.
3. despicable, contemptible, or mean: a wretched miser.
4. poor, sorry, or pitiful; worthless: a wretched job of sewing.
5. so objectionable as to elicit despisal or deserve condemnation:

Synonyms: abhorrent, abominable, antipathetic, contemptible, despicable, despisable, detestable, disgusting, filthy, foul, infamous, loathsome, lousy, low, mean 2, nasty, nefarious, obnoxious, odious, repugnant, rotten, shabby, vile.

In a word....I don't feel good.

Old Vs. New

Remmember these girls? Josie and the Pussycats from the Archie comics. I thought they were so cool when I was a kid. Well a couple years ago they brought them back updated them and released a movie. Now my 7 & 9 year olds think they are the coolest. LOL


Ryleigh was bouncing around singing "I'm a punk rock prom queen!" at the top of her lungs. Teaghan was praticing sliding across the floor on her knees while rocking away on an air guitar. Then after the two of them paused from acting as if they were in a band, Ryleigh asked me if I could buy her an air guitar for her birthday. LOL

Mark my words, that one will be coming home with green hair at some point in her teenage years. Teaghan I think will end up more the Goth type, pale face, black hair, writing poetry about rain falling on cold tomb stones.

Ah teenage angst......yea not looking forward to that part. LOL

Oh not another one!

This one I blame on Maureen cause I found it on her blog LOL

Your results:
You are Supergirl

Supergirl 100% Wonder Woman 80% Spider-Man 70%

Lean, muscular and feminine. Honest and a defender of the innocent.

Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz


Lean and muscular???.... I mean Hell yea I'm lean and muscular. LOL Well a decade or so ago I was. Personally I like being Mystique better. Now there is a sexy chick who kicks ass.

Not bad for a Super Villain....

Mystique

Sometimes motherly, sometimes a beautiful companion, but most of the time a deceiving vixen.

Click here to take the Super Villain Personality Test

Ffansi Ffarmwr?

Fancy a farmer?

As reported in the Washing Post; I first heard of it on Mary Stella's Blog

The Moo for Love: Welsh Farmers' Message on a Bottle
By Kevin Sullivan and Mary JordanWashington Post Foreign ServiceFriday, January 26, 2007; Page C01

LONDON, Jan. 25 -- The mud. The long, wet, dark winter days and those cows, cows, cows demanding attention every morning and night. How's a lonely Welsh dairy farmer to find love? ...

This is one of the most inventive ideas to finding a date I have seen yet. Seven welsh farmers (5 men, 2 women) have placed stickers on milk cartons asking Fancy a Farmer? Clicking on the question will shoot you over to their website.

Too bad I'm married and on the other side of the ocean. LOL 15 years ago I might have hopped a plane (after much saving) just for the fun of it. I wish them all the best of luck, apparently they are getting lots of attention.

Look what I woke up to this morning!

Yesterday morning I could see my front lawn, lightly covered with snow from last week. To say we got hammered is an understatement. You can juut see the light tire tracks of those who decided to try to get to work. Silly humans. You can't really tell in this picture but the snow ontehroom of the car port is hanging over the edge at least a foot. You can see all the layers as the flakes fell on each other. It looks really amazing. I'll try to get a better picture of it later, once I bundle the girls up and throw them in a snowbank.

I was at an event in Toronto last night and Hubster shovelled the driveway so I could get in. Boy is he gonna be mad this morning cause look how deep it is. I am wearing his big heavy duty snow boots that come half way to my knees and you can just see the tops of them. Look mom, fuzzy red penguin jammies. I plan to stay in them all day LOL

Timmies vs Starbucks

The battle wages on. Timmies (Tim Hortons) is practically a cult around these parts. Those who dare to speak ill are looked upon as non patriotic. Not that Mr Horton had any political basis. He was part of something much more important. HOCKEY! The late great was a player for the Toronto Maple Leafs and for those of you who don't follow the game....there is no one more fanatical then a Leaf's fan. Our team has not won Lord Stanley's cup in my life time and yet their games continue to sell out. The prices of tickets have inflated to the point that no normal person have afford to sit near the ice. Those seats are filled with corporate 'suits'......

But I digress. My dilemma today doesn't involve hockey tickets but coffee.

Starbucks is not looked at favourable around here. (Kind of the same way that Walmart is treated. As if it's some wierd conspiracy, the Americans will invade us, by infiltrating the coffee industry. *snort*) The prices are brutal, BUT I have been secretly going there once in a while. Donning a trench coat, large glasses and a wig I venture into enemy territory and order that wonderful thing they call a Caramel Macchiato. I have to give it to them, their customer service is awesome.

Timmies has been hiring kids for years and the customer service there sucks. Especially at the one closest to my house, the coffee is always bad and the little shits that work there wouldn't know how to say please or thank you if you tattooed it to their forehead....backwards so they can read it in the mirror.
At Starbucks they smile and if they aren't busy they will make an attempt at small talk. Yes the $$ is disgusting but compared to the indifference I get at my Timmies. Well sometimes I don't mind paying an extra couple bucks for good customer service. Just don't tell anyone I said that.

**on a side note. Hubby hasn't had a smoke in a week now. So far I've only come close to killing him twice so I think it's going well. *G*

It's day 3

Hubby has quit smoking. So far he is very well. The bitchy nastiness that he went through the last time he tried hasn't surfaced so far, although he's a bit edgy today. I'm going to have to watch how much I grocery shop because he is eating everything in site. LOL

Have a kind thought for me.

Odd Car Conversations

Teaghan: "Mum Is T.C. a robot?"

Me: "Yes. I was hoping you wouldn't find out."

Teaghan: "I knew it.Ryleigh told me."

Hubby: "That's because Ryleigh is a robot too."

Teaghan: "What!"

Ryleigh: "I already knew that."

Me: "Oh really and how did you find out?"

Ryleigh: "I was eavesdropping."

Hubby: "The level of sarcasm in this family keeps getting better....."

*Note: T.C. is our cat.*

So much to do, So little time

Ok I admit it I have been dogging my posts a bit lately. To be honest I have been swamped at work and when not at work I've been knitting and thinking about my newest project or researching my newest project. But enough of that, all writing posts was under my alter ego.... Corinne Davies *G* Oh and then there is the hubby and kids in there somewhere.

The renovation at work are moving along well. The most amazing part is the construction is ahead of schedule, shock the shit out of me. I got my new Vintage area a week early. Of course my excitement lasted right up until the daunting job of moving all the stock began. Fuck and I have a release this weekend. What a hell of a job I'm knackered.

Tomorrow is the big sleepover at the Science Centre with the Girl Guides, more on that later. I'll still trying to figure out how I'm going to sneak a bottle of wine in with me. LOL I'm going to need it.

Love 'em even if they are bad for you...

Everyone has their addiction. The things you love but no are bad for you but are just so damn goooood. *G*

Me? It the Dare's Ultimate Cinnamon danish

Evil little things taht I can ignor as long as I don't smell or see them. At 170 calories per 2 cookies....well it's a good thing I'm bad at math 'cause I can polish off almost an entire bag with a couple cups of tea.

So spill what is your weakness? *G*