May's Open Letters

Dear Small Town
I've forgotten what it's like to live in a place like you. I am enjoying the slower pace of life. I was raised in one, and after a 17 yr hiatus, I'm back. Yeah, I'm ok here. :-) 
Signed
Small town gal Revisited.

Dear Me,

Snap out of it, already. You got sage advice today, listen to it. 

Signed

Me

Dear Spring,
And where are you hiding? Come out come out where ever you are.
Signed
Waiting not so patiently anymore.

Dear Neighbour,
I might be new to the block but I think you better brush up on the unspoken rule of parking, everyone seems to be on board except you? Your cockiness doesn't exempt you from basic politeness.
Signed
An Advocate of Fences.


Not So Dear TaxMan, 
Ouch!You cometh, now you can choketh on it.

Signed
Your Bread and Butter.


Dear Little Tree,
You were just planted. Take root, stand strong and declare your spot on my grass. You might not be much to look at right now but you will, in time. Fight, little guy, fight!
Signed
'Rooting' ( ha ha :-p ) for you.


Dear Momentum,
The wheels are starting to turn, albeit slowly, but I'll takes what I can gets at this point. Just don't run out of gas before you get to the first turn, okay? There are several people waiting to ride this through with you.
Signed
Doing my part.


Dear Coast, 
Yeah, it's time isn't it? Coming. Soon. Hang on. :-)
Signed
Water Wench

Sometimes blogging sucks

When I write, I write for me and it truly takes me by surprise when I get complimented on it. I squirm a bit as I'm not known for taking compliments well. However that discomfort is set aside when I'm told they enjoy or relate to what I write. It gives me a deep sense of satisfaction knowing I've drawn the reader into my words. I know myself as a reader, it is what makes me feel good after, that ability. 


Sadly today, I was shown another side to the coin. And I can't say I like it much. I didn't think there was a downside to writing a blog, again I write for myself. So I was equally taken aback when I was brought to task over something I had written. Well now, let's rephrase that shall we. Looking at it, I guess it's no surprise that I was, I can see how this person would of taken it to heart given the situation. But it was a HUGE assumption on their part and they couldn't of been more wrong if they had purposely set out to try to be.


It really really irked me and I think there had to be a bit of an ego involved with that reaction. It's not often I feel like I'm dragged back in highschool bullsh!t and I have to say I don't much care for the feeling. I was never one to get drawn into the drama of it all. 
I know this person will read this, it will probably fan the flames ( that's not my purpose here ) but I'm not about to change who I am for fear of threading on delicate sensibilities. She is young and has a lot of learning left to do. I hope she can take this incident, learn from it and apply it to her future.  I refuse to be held accountable for this mistake made. I've lived too long and paid my dues not to be put in this position.
 
It'll take me a few hours to put in perspective what has happened and I will be able to. That's the benefit of having lived enough situations in life and learning from it. I just hope I can continue to blog as I have in the past, for me. Without thought of recrimination in the back of my mind. 


So with that said, it's breakfast time, I'm hungry and I have a very important visitor coming soon. My Lil Boo.


Happy weekend and Happy Mother's Day all. 


Jamie


P.S. Sorry for the different fonts, I've NO idea why my computer is spitting them out at random. Going to have to figure it out soon, it's distracting.

I Believe!

...if you have a bad ass tat on your forearm for all to see, it loses it's punch when you are hanging it out from the driver's side of a mini van. Ya man, you bad you bad.

...some things look better in theory than actuality, why is that? If you can see it clearly in your head, why doesn't it work in the here and now? 

...Mothers who smoke in their vehicles with kids should be charged with negligence, reckless endangerment and failure to provide for the safety and well-being of a child. Not cool.

...when I comment on a picture of much slimmer I was some years ago and hubby responds, ' and YOUNGER '  the man has a death wish. 

...in stepping outside the box. Hmmmm let's rephrase that, I believe in stepping outside the parameters of MY comfort zone. It's been a while and I have to admit it's a rush, no matter the outcome. 

...Mothers should be honored over the span of a week, not just one day. But hey, that's just my personal belief. ;-) 

...if I slept a decent night's sleep, I would resemble a human more. Well I'd be nicer anyhow. Ugh.

...in wine. Red or White. I'm not fussy. :-)

...one should practice humility, or at least give it the old college try. 

...in holding a secret, I think more people should.

...the farmers are just frikken ducky happy now, so enough ya?

What do you believe?

A love affair with Montreal Style Bagels-in pictures

I'm no where near Montreal Style bagels and I crave them. So I hunted up a recipe and this is the outcome. I've made them several times and while they are not St. Viateur ( to die for bagels from back home) they can actually be in the same ball park. Hurry up tomorrow morning, I'm jonsein'.. bad!

                  The ingredients that are needed. Malt-HARD to find BUT I'm connected.  :-)

                  Bagels proofing and puffing up to their delish goodness

                  Ahhh plump, soft and ready for their bath

                  Being boiled for a very short bit in sweet water, it's what separates  Montreal style bagels by their counterparts 

                  Dipped in sesame seeds, ok ok buried in them-ha ha-ready for the oven 
     

                  Why hello :-)  Coffee with that?

May's Sunday Musings of This, That and Other Things

I have to tell you I'm NO good at walking on eggshells. I last about a day and I'm climbing the walls. It's now a day and a half later and no matter how much caution I use I can't seem to thread lightly enough. So screw it, I'm walking normally. Grab a damn bandaid.

I can live here for the most part of 18 years and not have a problem with my debit card. I go down east for two weeks and I get a call from the powers that be I have an hour to change my password, my card's been compromised. Shitpissfrig. Come get me now, you losers, I'm 'chipped' to the max.A kudos goes out to the task force that monitors this type of crime, they were on top if it in the blink of an eye.

Only where I come from do you cross paths with a fisher, get a few years scared out of you by a partridge two frikkin' feet from you and come across coyote scat , all within a half a mile walk. Discovery Channel push over, this is life in the Laurentians. :-) 

Major Pet Peeve here. Ok so on the grand scale of things, this isn't HUGE but it makes me want to trip the person that's doing it. Why is it every time I go to Tim Horton's for a coffee I get 'raced' to the door? It. drives. me. bananas.

It's clear I am making my way to the door but noooo along comes a fool whipping into the parking stall. I watch him/her make a desperate attempt at trying to shut off the car and grab the wallet at the same time. Whips open the door, and starts in on a mad power walk to beat me. I SO want to trip them.. arghhh. One day... one day.

Booty Pop Undies? Padded Bras? Layers of Make up? What I don't understand is what does she the morning after? Or even during a booty call? Oopsy there goes the push up butt underwear, oopsy off comes the padded bra and Lord help her the morning after's makeup if she didn't wash her face the night before. I wouldn't want to be on the visual end of the before and after.. just saying.

I SO want that cat on the Whiskas commercial.. you know, the one with the midnight black markings against the soft gray. A truly beautiful cat. 

If a person is trying to build a business and they receive an enquiry to what they are hosting, you'd think they would be wise enough to answer A.S.A.P?  Tsk tsk, bad reflection on business standards, or lack there of. This person might talk a loud talk, but hello? walk the smart business walk. Oh well, write me off and I'll be spreading the word. You lose.. I had about four other people interested.


Hmm speaking of Tim Horton's, I want one. Now. Off I go but first I have to lace up my racing shoes *wink*
Happy Sunday all :-)