The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

I'm going to start with the Ugly, state the Bad and finish off with the Good.
Because one is better left with a sweet taste than a sour one ya?

First thing today:

The Ugly: Walking downstairs to a long line pile of bile. ( Dr Seuss push over, Jamie's in da house) Thanks asshole Bear. Thanks for sharing.

The Bad: Having 20 minutes to get ready because well. . laziness. Pffhhhttt who needs hair on point anyways. It's what hair scrunchies were invented for. . hellooooo. ( yup, still in 'Back to the future' celebratory mode haha be jealous. )

The Good AWESOME!: Chauffeuring the young Miss to school and her sneaking back in the car to give Namie an extra ' I love you ' kiss. Heck ya, I'll take it! ( because we've now reached the stage where I seem to be embarrassingly 'old' in front of her friends, whom she's trying to be all cool and sh*t in front of.

Mid Morning:

The Ugly: A killer 15 minute abdominal workout class. 15 minutes of torture, I'm not lying. Why why why don't I have a six pack yet ??? Wth. .

The Bad: Asshole Ford company. I paid someone's bloody pay-check today. Freakin' labour was more than all else combined. Greedy bastards.

The Good: Scoring a free bottle of wine ( out of the 4 ) because I got a 'Senior Discount' (omg I almost fell off my chair when I saw that, both wanting to simultaneously laugh and cry. Apparently it's what they use to justify it on paper I'm told. Yeah well. . I'm the latter. sigh )
And how did I score that discount? Because my youngest daughter works right beside them and keeps them having to re-stock a certain wine. Which I introduced her to, which I had that liquor store source it out and bring in. Which she's now told everybody about it and one of these days her and I will not be able to buy a bottle because everyone will have gotten to it first. And that store is the only ones that carries that brand. Thanks, Kiddo :-P


Afternoon:

The Ugly: Taking the dogs to their favorite dog park in Edmonton and being jumped on repeated by a *&#$ disgusting drooling HUGE dog and the owner doing jack shit to stop him. Hey Asshat! control your frikken mammoth of a dog already.

The Bad: Having to hold, hug and calm down the receptionist at the doc's office because some sketchy dude came in acting all weird. (she was recently caught in a robbery next door, dude holding up the pharmacy for oxycontin, judging by the receptionist's reaction today, I'd lay bets she has PST over) I walked up to the counter just before he came in because she was not reacting well to him. I watched him outside and he was acting very very weird. I'm not sure if both of us there made him change his mind but I tend to agree with her, he was up to something for sure.

The Good: Getting home and pouring me a glass from that FREE bottle of wine. Bahahaha free tastes better.


And as an wee little extra:

                                                               The Cheesy

This That and The Other Thing.

Well now, it's been a fair bit since I've ventured in and put words up on screen.
It's been an insane time the last 3 months, and I'm struggling to bounce back from it. ( Hey, I'm the first to say I ain't 20 anymore and I'm SO okay with that given the stoopidity and shittiness of that age but the trade off is it takes a body a tad bit longer to do anything from getting up in the morning to falling asleep to well. . anything and everything really. )

Anyhooo, here I am now and going to mouth diarrhea all over this post probably. I've had stuff stewing up in that nogin of mind going round and round, it's ready to jump the hell off that brain ride of mine.

Let me ask you this:
After you get up in the morning and that jolt or 3 of caffeine is coursing through your veins making you thank the coffee gods for that elixir how long does it take you before you hit up facebook?
I was having a convo with a pal of mine and I told her it's upwards of 2 hours before I amble in and have a looky see. Sometimes I even run out of time and it waits till geeze, I dunno, whatever time I get stopped again.
I know, right? Two hours?!
Yup. I'm all over the headline news ( although I do pick and choose what I read. ) But that inevitably leads to some science article that catches my eye. No, I'm not a scientist nor am I married to one but there is endless fascinating articles that feed the brain. Nary a day goes by where I don't learn something new or different or interesting.
I'm not saying I retain all I read, holy shit. . I'd be a freakin' genius if I did but I do love reading science stuffs for the most part.
So after my news/ science fill I move on to my emails. I trash 60 to 70% of what's in my inbox and go through the rest. Which is blogs I follow, twitter notifications, personal emails, bills blah blah blah.
By then it's breakfast time and I'd rather go through facebook on a full stomach than an empty one cause let's face it shall we. . sometimes it's hard to stomach what one sees there. Haha
And there you have it, the reason it takes me to long and sometimes not at all why it takes me so long to hop on to FB.
Cause I know you care about random shit and reasons of my life. *wink*

And so after pretty much after 4 or 5 months of doing nothing but walking ( trying to get my 10 thousand steps in a day. And I really don't care if you double or triple that, I've had the full of who I am to get those steps in. ) 
I am now back at the Rec centre getting my groove on and ohhh myyyy gawdddd just how badly did I need this. . ?!? As much as a regular ahhmenn constitution. Why hello there muscles, I'd forgotten how you thrive on what I give you.
I'm going at it a wee bit differently ( in the spirit of full disclosure it's been roughly 3 yrs or so since I've been a member of it. Long story that belongs in the past even if I did see the reason I stayed away for so long today. Meh. Done and over with.
Yeah so I'm not after killing myself with trying to keep up with the young hot bods in there. ( even if I can keep up for the most part HA Snap! ) I'm after changing things up, doing something different on any given day. I figure that will keep me interested and engaged.
Yeah. . you can high five me. I'm naturally brilliant this way. *wink*

Speaking of which one of those things is getting back on a pair of skates. Holy Mudder! says the ex-figure skater who has no sense of gravity anymore. Those jumps and spins are just not going to happen anymore sadly. Well not so sadly, I gotta accept what is my reality. I have zero sense of balance on skates now so I play the only way I know how now, I might not be able to jump and spin but I can pull a mean fancy foot work. And I'm okay with that.
Are we starting to see the current theme of this post?
Acceptance of one's self/capabilities/tolerance --> of which runs thin at times, another by product of aging. Gracefully for the bigger part of it but not so much at other times. Woot! Ohhh well, poop happens.

And don't get me started on the Aqua Fit I've also chosen to tackle. ( Hey cause if I'm gonna jump in the fire, Imma gonna do it with both feet flying and hollerin' at the top of my lungs. ( bitching about it kinda hollering lol  ) Tonight I'm sore right up to my underarms and it'll be a fight to even roll over in the middle of the night but I'll hafta give it my best shot cause when one's backside is numb from being on it too long in the prone position it's heaven to flop over on one's belly. Ahhhh that is gonna hurt. Yup Yup Yup.

This concludes the latest issue of < cue in the soap opera music >
'The days of Jamie's life'
( even if I haven't watch a soap opera in ohhh 25 years or so ) but I had to put that tune in your head and outta mine.
Ha ha  pffhhhtt

P.S. I guess I didn't mouth diarrhea so much this go round, eh? Hmmm maybe next time when I can formulate a proper bitch session, it seems I got off on one track. Or my brain was too tired to venture much past easy thoughts. Stay tuned for it at a later date.

Have a gooder, Peeps. I'm off to a much deserved epson salts bath.