For My Honey!

Finally, you've caught up to me. This means an end to the 'over the hill' cracks right? My wish for you is that the Steelers make a come back this year and take the SuperBowl again.

Love you!

Someone should have proof read that

"The way up, is down on your knees"

Down the street from me is a church with a changeable sign out front. This is what they had written there today. I know what they meant but that's not the way I took it. *snort, giggle*

I wonder how long it will be before they change it again. LOL

**update March 27th, they changed the sign before I could get a picture of it. bummer**

Anyone else see Supernatural tonight?

Ok so where did Sammy get those arms?! That is some serious bicep action, Holy yummy!

Don't get me wrong, Sam is still a boy in my eyes and will never replace Dean in all my fantasies.

But DAMN!

Pop Quiz!

I know I need help. I just can't resist these damn things.

You Are An Iris

You are a unique woman who needs a lot of novelty in her life. An inspiration seeker, you often have to change scenery to recharge. You don't deal well with structure or rules. You need to do it your own way. Your ideal relationships are free and flowing. No one can tie you down.

What Flower Are You?

A Panties Quiz!!! How could I pass that one up. LOL

You Are Funky Panties

You're stylish, trendy, but not over the top. You know how to look good - without looking like you're trying too hard. Men think that you're cute, friendly, and approachable. And you've got a spunky, feisty side that comes out after a while!

What Kind of Panties Are You?

I feel like marshmallow

*sigh* I just got back from my birthday present from my sister-in-law. She works in a Spa and as my prezzie she book me in for a chocolate body treatment. I've never had one before and I swear I have never experienced anything more decadent. Thi sis the ultimate in pampering and i highly recommend it to anyone. It is a must experience. of course right now I smell like a big old hunk of chocolate, which is good too.

I can't believe how fast the last week has gone. I'm on vacation for March break so I shouldn't be surprised. LOL

Good news, the class I had to do on Thursday went fine. I was a nervous wreck but by the fourth course I had finally started to relax. Better late then never huh. Now that I have done one I won't be anywhere near as nervous next time.

The chef's were from Casa Mia in St. Catherines. Claudio Mollica and I feel terrible but I can't remember his brother's name. (Pino?) The food was absolutely incredible!!! I'd post the recipes but I don't think I'm allowed. They made a Warm Mushroom Salad, Risotto, Veal Tenderloin with lobster whipped potatoes and Sabyon for dessert. The entire time they joked and handed out tips on everything from shopping to how to make sure your custard doesn't turn lumpy. Being brothers they picked on each other and turend the entire class into a very enjoyable evening.

Happy St Patrick's everyone!!!

Facing fears....

Ah yes, I do suffer from this. It's silly really. I can answer question after question in the store. It's not unusual to have people waiting for me on a release day to answer what ever it is they want to know about the products; BUT put me at the front of a group with all attention on me and I panic. I'm not a teacher, I'm a horrible public speaker. (think Bridget Jones, that's so me!) Part of my job description is that I have to teach classes. Now I have dodged the bullet for over 3 years but they caught up with me. This Thursday I have to teach a class. I'm terrified.

Again I know rationally that I am being silly. I can talk for hours on wine and spirits until you are sick of hearing me go on....but in front of a group with every eye on me? Does anyone have one of those little airplane baggies?

Thankfully it is a cooking class, so that the spotlight is shared with the Chef. Really he is the front liner, I'm merely the opening act, but I have to choose the wines to go with what he is creating. Then I have to explain why I choose them. LOL My heart rate is speeding up just typing this, that is how unnerved I am.

Part if my fear is having a panic attack in front of the class. I suffered for years with dabilitating irrational fears that would manifest in agonizing panic attacks. Thankfully over time I have managed to learn some tricks to diffuse them before they are out of control; BUT I still get blindsided every once in a while.

I can't wait till Friday and it's all over.

My knitting needles are NOT drum sticks!!

(the clip is just 2 minutes long)

As I sit here I can hear Ryleigh watching this movie AGAIN! LOL I can't get too angry at her because, well for one, I bought the damn DVD in the first place and besides I like it too. *G* I'm also thrilled that she is finally getting out of watching cartoon movies every time she is allowed to pick one. The real cute part is after the movie when I can hear her practicing the songs.

That has raised a concern though because she has changed her mind on what instrument she wants to play. Earlier in the week she wanted an air guitar for her birthday...Yea ok I'm evil enough I haven't explained exactly what an air guitar is to her LOL. My concern is today she announced that she is Melody NOT Josie and now wants to play the drums. *horrified gasp* What have I done!!!

Today's word of the day is...

Relief

I am happy to say that I woke up this morning and actually felt a bit better. I'm not a 100%, and I still sound like a cross between a seal and a bad female impersonator, but the general aches, pains, and momentous exhaustion are gone.

Of course this means I have to go to work LOL but I figure I'd rather work and 'on the mend' then be home feeling like I have for the past 5 days.

Closer to 40 then 30

Many thanks to everyone who IM'd, emailed and posted on my comments to wish me happy birthday today. Yes, officially I am now closer to forty then I was yesterday. Wasn't expecting that turning 36 would be all that traumatic; but I have been deathly ill all week so I'm not so sure it hasn't had an effect.

Thankfully I don't get sick very often but this one has knocked me on my ass. Literally. I've spent more time on my back then standing in the last few days and I certainly wasn't having any fun! BUT what really has me pissed off is the fact that when some women get sick they get this wonderful husky, sexy tone to their voice.

Me? I sound like a really bad female impersonator.....who was raised by seals and can speak their language.

The only possible positive effect is that fact that I have been coughing so much and so hard I expect to have one hell of a washboard stomach by the end of it all. LOL At least I have better have something to show for all this pain.

My day perked up considerably when a padded envelope showed up for me from my mum. She made me a bracelet and matching earrings and named them my 'were'jewelery; as in werewolf, werecheetah, weretiger for those who may be paranormally impaired ;o)
How fucking cool is that! Very clever mum I lubs them!!

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*