Obligatory Purgatory

Ahhhh I ended up catching Aunty Pam's germs from a few weeks ago...weirdest cold ever. Its weird how for all my 44 yrs the common cold virus and all its variants have played out in exactly the same way. The sore throat starts, a warning of what is to come. Eventually that turns into 'razor blade throat' and the snot begins to flow...the production of snot has always been a fascination of mine. Blowing your nose for days on end, expelling the never ending flow of snot...too bad that shit wasn't worth money. Then the coughing begins....unproductive and painful at first...making the throat even worse...the cement head headache...ribs and whole body rattling in pain from the coughing nightmare...the nasal throat snot flow tickle that makes for the uncontrollable coughing spasms, keeping you up (and everyone nearby) at night...then eventually that cement shit in your lungs loosens up and you get a bit of relief and coughing is no longer the nightmare it once was. That is a t...

Miss A/Sprog Well....the sprog is now home after a Mother's Day trickery finale. The little beast snuck home with the aide of our cousin Maggie and I got the biggest surprise ever in the lobby of the River Rock Casino. If you know me at all you know I EFFING hate surprises....hate hate hate....and while I would have preferred to know she was coming home since xmas when this scheme began (for reasons of mental sanity and preparedness) I can hardly get mad at the little a-holes when I am so relieved by the outcome. So yes it was a massive surprise to have the sprog with us at our casino/April Wine concert weekend. Right after the splat hahaha It was a little weird at 1st...I couldn't stop staring at her, making sure it was really her haha Had a few good laughs at the casino....the main one being Aunty Pam having a massive wipe out while trying to stick her Aunty Pam the Grey/Gandalf the Grey head into this hole cut out photo stand....she thought it was a bit ...

Very happy the NDP in Alberta are getting a kick at the can. Truly never thought I would see the day that the Conservative Regime would be booted out. They really have been terrible lately, undeniably so. I look fwd to the NDP tweaks that are coming...That province needs fresh eyes that are not just filled with dollar signs. Miss A is enjoying being back in Melbourne. She has Rosie's room (she is never there) and Rosie's roommates aren't around much so its nice shes getting a bit of downtime after living with far too many french girls in a very small apartment up in Sydney. No more fighting for kitchen time...no more cereal for every meal b/c there is never kitchen time...(First world problems, I know) Talking to Miss A recently I discovered she hadn't even noticed I removed myself from all her social media (Facebook, Snap Chat, Instagram) 3 MONTHS AGO! Rude. Clearly, she is not hanging on my every word. ha ha ha Last day of work before 12 glorious days off toda...

JFC does not mean Jenny's Fried Chicken. I dreamed last night that I was dying...that I knew I was going to die so I was tying up loose ends in life...and then the waiting began...trying to cram in time with Miss A, not wanting to spend a single moment doing something unworthy of one's last moments alive. I woke up before I died. For some that would be a massive epiphany. Not me. haha

You know you miss your kid when you start looking longingly at girls around her age that have long See, they are everywhere! dark hair...or as you walk behind a girl with long brown hair searching for similarities, with a smidgen of hope that it is her and she travel ninja'd back to Canada to surprise you. Alas - it is never her...amazing how many cute, little mocha colored girls there are with long, lovely dark hair in this city. Queenstown, New Zealand Miss A has a few weeks in Melbourne, staying at her pal Rosie's house for free, time to relax and soak in the last bit of Australia before she departs for Queenstown, New Zealand on May 20. Queenstown looks gorgeous....very Jasper / Banff like actually ...mountains, lakes...and cold! I am hoping the cold temps will make her a tad bit more eager to get home to summer in August....one can dream. haha It is a quiet Sunday. All I hear is the hum of the ice maker, working hard to make me ice. Love that thing. I am drink...