Thursday, January 31, 2013

Planet Bliss is Going Out of Her Orbit.

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I am so stoked, the neighbour cut their grass. I know ... Planet Bliss has been reduced to an all new level of pathetic-ness.

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We are still on lock down from the cyclone/flood. I mean we can get across the bridge to go to town .... if we want to wait in queue with 500 other cars waiting to go across the bridge so we can shop for ummm ... nothing ... being as the stores are still cleaning up and the grocery stores still cannot get any new supplies in. Hey this is a small community and driving into town is everything.

So ya, watching the neighbour finally mow the grass was a big activity. I gave him a standing ovation at the end of it even though he could not see me. I felt I needed to stand up anyway ... my leg had gone to sleep from sitting there so long.

And hubby is no fun ... he is out putting up the retaining wall for the new garage and sweating to death in this heat. I am not allowed to give him standing ovations anymore on account of he is worried I may not ever be able to sit down again if I start ... that is how awesome he is.

And to top it off I am sick ... sick enough that I was worried that I would need to go to hospital yesterday but the idea of being airlifted out in a helicopter convinced me that dying was not that big a deal.

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Oh that and also the fact that the hospital is not working yet either so basically I have to put off my emergency for a more convenient time. I told my aunt how sick I was and she directed me to a site that talks about how bananas are a miracle fruit.

I am thinking next time she is in hopsital screaming for pain killers I might stop by and offer her a banana ...

I have a costume all picked out and everything.

I am going as Karma Miranda.


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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Too Much Information.

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Ok I was randomly checking some things out and wanted to know if Aardvarks like people ... as in, would they be an animal you could have as a pet. 

Yes, I am bored.  We are still cut off and confined to our homes and I am trying to keep myself entertained by learning new and exciting things.  Stop rolling your eyes.  How much do YOU know about aardvarks?

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I typed in, "Do aardvarks like people?"

Google gave me "How do aardvarks mate considering they have internal sexual organs ..." as its number one answer.

 I have no idea what that has to do with my question and I am not willing to find out.

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I've decided I don't really care whether aardvarks would make a good pet or not.

I am going to wash my eyes out and ask my hubby to hold me.

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Sealed With A Kiss.

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My husband caught me sniffing him when we kiss. Evidently, according to scientists - you know those people with wayyy too much time and money on their hands that they have to come up with obscure things to research and think about?? I could be a scientist because I am exactly like them except for the wayyy too much money part and the fact I am unwilling to wear white after labour day ... lab or not ... Anyway ... the scientists say we kiss to sniff out each other, to sniff out a suitable mate.

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I missed that in my sex-ed class. I was just kissing because that's what everyone else was doing and I was big into peer pressuredness as a teen. Who knew I was supposed to be sniffing for a suitable mate?

Actually you do not have to get THAT close to smell teenage boys AND if we based it on smell ... well let's just say that most teenage boys would be virgins and teen pregnancies would not be so out of control. I know it is supposed to be this hidden thing we do when picking a partner ... all these instincts and urges that relate back to the animals we are but frankly I think there are a whole lot of people out there who never ever thought about "suitable" and are just lucky to have whoever was available.

 Life does not always allow us to pick our teams you know ... sometimes the gymn teacher just goes "hey, you two that no-one else picked, you two be a team."

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All I can say is it is a good thing I like the smell of my hubby because the scientists did not get into what you are supposed to do when they don't smell right and you have already mated.

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Tuesday, January 29, 2013

As The Crow Flies.

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You quickly learn, when you go out in Australia, that the birds can attack.

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Of course the birds attack you.  When you don't have savage beasts like the bears and lions that other countries do ... you have to enlist the gentle ones. 

People wear hats with eyes on the back, or use unbrellas etc ... to avoid being the next bloodied body scooped up and taken to the ER with open head wounds that resemble the claws of birds. Maiming by bird is quite common.

So I thought dressing like a bird and making bird sounds and flapping your wings as you run, making evasive maneuvers ... would be perfect. I had never thought of having a bird costume for a good old jog but after one of my Aussie friends shared her harrowing experience with birds on her jogs ... I knew it was a must.

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It is quite deflating to be evasively maneuvering and flapping your wings, cawwing away in a bird costume with everyone looking at you when not a single bird bothers with you ....

... and then they tell me that the crows never attack ...

... and I suppose the excuse for the other birds is that they were all laughing so hard, none of them could see straight to attack me ...

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To Sun or Not to Sun.

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I wish they would make up their minds so that I would know what my opinion is and I can get on with telling everyone what they should and shouldn't be doing.

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First it was all about we should have a tan and then it was no don't get a tan because as nice as it looks it sort of fades with chemo. Then is was get a tan in a tanning bed until they said nope - incredibly unsanitary AND even worse than the sun. Then they wanted to spray us all down with a  fake tan until someone said 'back to the chemo thing due to all the chemicals.' Meanwhile we are still watching shows where they hose down children with the stuff so they can win another sparkly crown to put in their mom's china cabinet. Don't you hate pink children? Orange is much much better.

So then it was all about slathering on the sun screen to protect our skin until now they say nope chemo city again AGAIN we are all Vitamin D deficient.

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I think people had something with the whole - less complicated life stuff - you know where common sense kind of prevailed and people got on with living. At least they were not exhausted and broke from all the yo-yoing experts jerking us all around.

I am white, very white ... Canadian snow white ... sometimes pinker with a little sun ... and damn proud of it. Other people can use me as a photographers prop to direct light.

 It may not be much but it is something.

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Monday, January 28, 2013

Dinner Parties Aren't Just for Dinner Anymore.

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We are cut off due to flood waters so I like to come up with ideas that keep us busy and entertained.

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We don't just dress for dinner anymore, I think snacks, a drink of water, a trip to the bathroom ... can all be good reasons to get into a different costume and do a little role playing. We are going to have rice for supper so I am thinking we should go with some kind of Asian theme and I am already dressed for it.

I just have to convince hubby now that he will make a great Geisha ...

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I think the fact I keep coming up with this stuff is probably the main reason why my hubby married me.

I would marry me.

 
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Friday, January 25, 2013

Olympic Fish.

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Did you know that fish can synchronized swim?

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Well I can't be for positive sure that they were doing it but it sure looked like it. I mean come on, they clearly did not have the benefit of noseplugs and gluegunned flowers on their little heads but they definitely had their one fin thingy up above the water line ... all at the same level and at the same time while they made these really cool patterns with their little golden bodies.  Then they leapt up into the air one after the other with such percision ... it was like wow ....

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... and then the toilet finished flushing ...

... and they were gone ....

... wayyy before their time ....

This is really sad.  Such talent ... gone in a swirl ...

I am crying too.  Hold me?


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Craft Time With the Blisster - FIGJAM.

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You will need:
1 Walmart Greeter
1Hand held Hair Dryer
1 Petard
1 tube Lipstick
1 pair dark glasses
1 muscle shirt
1 utility belt or extra big bra
1 note pad
1 tv remote control
1 pen, pencil or crayola
1 picture of your big brother
some Smoke
1 Hive with 10 gabazillion Bees
1 roll of Tinfoil
1 Big Marking Pen
1 Hoist
1 Sky Hook

So I know some of you are already asking – how will we make Fig Jam without any Figs? Well FIGJAM is an Aussie gem … get out your handbooks and write this one in – you will not want to miss it. It stands for "F**k I Am Good, Just Ask Me." And today the Blisster is going to show you how to make YOURSELF into one.

Now in Canada we don’t have any FIGJAM’s – just a lot of Tim Horton Donut Boys which look a lot like the Pillsbury doughboys (because yes, most Canadians are THAT white) but with a little bit more trucker’s cleavage going on. These "boys" are also sometimes referred to as "husbands." Canadians are used to losing at everything so we don’t ever claim to be the best … we just are darn nice, and helpful .. and apologetic .. sorry ….

Okay on with the crafting. I get so many letters like this one saying:

“Bliss, you beautiful fashionista you; (because that is just what
EVERYONE says to me for some reason) …

I would like to learn how to be a beautiful fashionista like you
but I just don’t have the money to make my dreams come true… could
you share some tips that someone like me can afford?

Love and kisses and all those other
messy indoor sports,
Sarah Palin


So I decided to share some of my cost saving tips:

1. Apply lipstick, find asses, KISS.
2. Build fire, create smoke, find asses, BLOW in an upward direction.
3. Place Petard on Hoist. Hoist.
4. Place sky hook in nose. Yank. (helpful hint – people in the back row of a theatre MUST be able to count your nose hairs … if they can’t .. you are not high enough .. yank more)

Once you have accomplished the above you are ready for the big move into FIGJAMdom.

Now everyone has been talking about how annoying it is to be so gosh darn important that you don't have time to talk to other people who might see you, not realize WHO you are, and try to be friendly and say something like "hello."  If you had to waste your precious talent saying "hello" back to ALL those people ... you would probably need an oxygen tank, a blood transfusion, steroids, a private surgeon ... or both.  And if that is not enough ... what about the people who want to inspect your shit and try and copy you?  EVERYONE is ALWAYS trying to copy you (insert whine here).  Well inspection shields cost big bikkies and those people will stop at nothing to try and be you.  LOOK!!!  There goes another one of them with boobs, two legs and two arms JUST LIKE YOU!!!

 I have found a great way to prevent that without shelling out the money. AND I learned it in RL.

See I have the same problem in RL that many struggle with in SL.  People are always trying to inspect me, like the border guards, the police …. it is really annoying!  It takes me almost an hour to complain properly about how much of my time is wasted each time one of those hello seeking copiers try to talk to me.  And when I go into say Walmart for example, I have such a problem with people buying the SAME thing I just bought, I could scream.   Can you believe the nerve? I am wearing the clothes, they are MINE!!! Imagine trying to copy me ... wearing the exact same sweat pants, Britney Spears tshirt, and imitation plastic crocs? They even wear the same leopard thong, my little pony training bra, mens tube socks in white AND Barbie’s special smudge proof make-up collection!!! Now you KNOW darn well I bought them first and they are copy-cats.

So I have this special friend at Walmart – Mavis – and she was always there at the front door when I came and giving me a hug and a sticker. She saw everyone copying me and thought it was rude, crude and socially undesirable. I complained to Walmart Labs and they sent everyone else shopping in Walmart, and anyone who was wearing sweat pants in the whole world a DMCB (Don't Motherf******* copy Bliss) and suggested that Mavis should accompany me when I was in the store for my own protection. Well Mavis retired and I hired her on at the same pay she was getting in Walmart because she is sooo worth it.  You just can't buy that kind of experience ... and I also like to shop Kmart and the Canadian SuperStore sometimes and people buy what I buy there too so I needed my very own inspection shielder.

So this is what we did: (crafters start your engines)

First of all find an old Walmart Greeter – these people work for free – you may just have to hug them once in awhile but no matter WHAT they say, DO NOT get conned into thinking they are YOUR special friend – they hug everyone – and give them stickers too …

Have them follow you around, get them a pair of dark glasses, a muscle shirt, and a utility belt or an extra big bra (should depend on the outfit - you want them to accessorize properly as well) to carry all your gear. Tell them to stand with their hands under their arm pits and flex their muscles and make sure they understand it is their job to put themselves between you and the overly friendly copiers at all times.

Take the marking pen and write "radar gun" on the side of the hair dryer. Now point it at people and make weird little star trek dial type noises. Take out your note pad and make notes about everyone. Have a picture of your big brother and tell people he is watching them - this scares the hell out of people even if your brother is nerdy looking. These are all great deterrents and lets people know you mean business, you are very important and definitely a FIGJAM.   If they get upset about the radiation from the gun just look at them and roll your eyes and say something like .... "Oh cry me a liver, why don't ya ..."

Take the roll of tinfoil and roll it out on the floor. Now lay in the tin foil, hold on to the edge and roll and roll until you are completely covered in tinfoil. … this is just in case someone has an inspection shield buster gun for inspecting your inspection gun and being able to inspect you.  Take the marking pen and write on your forehead:

"DON’T SPEAK TO ME. I AM MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH TOOOOOOO IMPORTANT. Pass Mavis a notecard and I will try to get back to you."

Have Mavis hold a sign above your head that says “Universal FIGJAM finalist.” If someone tries to talk to you ... have Mavis point the remote control at them and hit the "mute" button. If they start making sign language, point the remote again and hit "off". If they try and touch you ... well .. hey you are on your own ...

And finally ... have Mavis carry the hive of bees with her and give her a list of people who are allowed near you. If anyone comes near, Mavis should check the list and if they are not on the approved list, she should release the bees. Don’t worry if she makes a mistake – better safe than sorry ... when you are THAT important you just CANNOT let people near you ...

OH and um ... your housecoat is open ... it is 4:00 PM ... and the neighbours can see you through the window....

This Is NOT a Bun Head.

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OK I wanted to educate myself on current terminology and as I do not like to assume anything, even if I think it is obvious, I looked this stuff up on the internet.

I assumed once.  I assumed that this extra kid that was following me around through most of my early life, tattling on me to my grandparents every chance he got, was my brother. The facts are ... I did not see my mother give birth to him. I cannot verify ANYTHING about him. There was no internet back them to find these things out. THAT kid lived with us for years ... he still calls me sometimes ... and he may have just been an extra kid someone accidently left there one Sunday. How will we ever know?

So I looked up "Bun Head."

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There is a new show called that, and I know what you are thinking ... it must be a show about some kid living in a pastry shop right?

Nope ... it is about some lady that used to be a Vegas Dancer and married some dude and he died the night he brought her home to tell his mom and now she has to live there with the mom and the mom teaches ballet.

I know ... there are NO bakers in the show.

According to the Urban Dictionary (who knew Keith Urban had his own website)a Bun Head is:

"A persistant, long legged beast that uses it's bun to propel itself in and out of places with large crowds. This beast does this in order to attract attention to itself and possibly kill it's enemy. This beast becomes constipated if it does not make weird faces into an Iphone.

That girl is such a Bun Head! I can't stand her. "

I still don't get it except that I had an aunt once who said she couldn't eat buns because they would "bind her all up."

So I decided to skip a hair bun because I want you all to like me, and I went with this kind of "pretzel twist" braided updo that is much prettier and I don't think anyone will call it a bun head.

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I am going to do us all a favour and restrain myself from looking up "pretzel twist" because I have not recovered yet from reading about bun heads.

Class dismissed.


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Thursday, January 24, 2013

Bad to The Bone. Ok Maybe not the Bone, But to the Muscles for Sure.

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My friend rides bikes with a gang ... well a middle aged gang of really polite people. I mean I think she is polite, she always says 'please' and 'thank you' and she has never tried to talk me into robbing some gas station with her....

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I wanted a motorcycle growing up. One of the hired men had one and I could drive it - piece of cake. Of course I had about as much chance of getting a motorcycle as I did getting out of the house in those shorts I had cut off so short they were technically a belt.

My grandfather tried to pat my head and "let me" drive the garden tracker - like that could appease my "born to be bad - black leather" needs. It doesn't matter how much black leather you wear and how "bad" you think you are ... no-one takes a farm girl on a garden tractor seriously ... not even the cows.

I rebelled by going out and burning wheelies in the field with the combine. Only I think that, in order for rebellion to be really effective, someone has to care what your are doing.

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So ya that is my confession for the day. Hubby says if I am really good, maybe in a few years he will get me one of those motorized scooters.

I am going to name mine "fluffy" ...

And get a tattoo ....


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Splitting Hares - The Scoop on Bunnies.

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Australians are very practical. My grandfather would have liked them ... well except for the speedo, running around half naked, beer and wine bits ...

Oh and he would not have liked Cricket ....

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My grandfather forbade me from "naming" any of the farm animals. I was just standing there petting "Fluffy" my pet pig and he ripped off my lace embroidered little name tag and stomped on it and screamed ... "THESE are farm animals!! They are NOT your pets. They are NOT your friends! They are your FOOOOOOD!!" (you should have someone in the office yell food into an empty metal grabage can for the full effect of how he said that ... and have someone with a spray bottle stand behind the person playing my grandfather and spritz water every time he speaks like he is spitting all over the people playing the pigs.)

I am thinking this MAY be where the whole ... "Don't play with your food." part came from except like many sayings people perverted it. I don't care how out of control your kid is ... no-one thinks playing with your porkchop is the same as dressing up "Fluffy." Is it any wonder kids look at parents like they are from another planet?

We have Bunnies ... not in our yard as much as they are in the neighbours yard. They like to hop by my window in the early morning and say "hey!" My favourite is the one I call "Fluffy." But hubby informs me they are NOT bunnies. They are HARES. ( interesting there is no reference to eating them though ... thank heavens ...) Hares are a scourge. They are pests. You don't name cockroaches do you????

You can eliminate a Hare ... bunnies are not so easy...

Years of conditioning made me cower in my chair as he stood there directing my speech patterns. As soon as he left the room I called ... "Here bunny, bunny, bunny .... here Fluffy!" And I fed them carrots and told them about my pig....

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Oh and if I had a pet cockroach ... I would so name it "Fluffy." But I would keep it in a glass cage ... and I wouldn't pet it or anything.

 
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Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Rocket Science and Life.

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I remember the day I had to sit my children down and inform them, contrary to popular belief, I was not a rocket scientist.

I don't even like rockets.

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I tried to impress upon them that they should continue to both worship and fear me - whichever was most conducive in any given moment to them doing what I said, or gifting me with fabulous presents. I just wanted them to understand I was not going to be doing their math homework, helping them with their science fair project, or hooking up the VCR.

I pointed out that their father was not a rocket scientist either and that he had simple needs - in that they did not need to spend nearly as much money on him as they did on me.

The fact was ... it fell on one of them to become the rocket scientist of the family, or to divide up the rocket scientist tasks amongst themselves so as to see to it that they all got done. They eventually sorted it all out and we had this functioning household complete with math homework done, science projects completed but never placed because other kids DID have rocket scientist parents who did their projects for them and the schools did not have proper parental cheat detectors installed in their schools, and a VCR that we all enjoyed.

And then they all moved out and went about their own lives and now I am rocket-scientist-less and I weep about it often .... I ask lots of questions of the universe like "why oh why?"

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And then I finally realized something and I did what everyone does in my situation ... I just lowered my expectations of life, pretend that I am happier than ever, and make pretty posters to put on pinterest telling people that math and science projects are irrelevant and VCR's are part of a conspiracy to take over the world.

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Tuesday, January 22, 2013

When Colours Ruin Your Life.

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School colours are a big deal. I know kids here in Australia have to wear uniforms but they have a lot more to worry about than just the colours ... some of the "styles" of those uniforms ... well let me just say that if I had to go to school every day dressed like that, I would be a Hutterite now starring in some reality show on television.

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We worried about what we would look like sweating in our uniforms which were reserved for sports only ... and of course what our cheerleaders would look like. Boys seem to lose the idea that if they care about what girls are wearing (or not wearing) perhaps they should be a bit more concerned about what they are wearing.

Brown and orange were considered the worst of the worst simply because how could you be taken seriously in those colours? They said dull, boring, uninteresting, Grandma's afghan made from Woolco bargain yarn, and A&W.

Green and Gold were not far behind because the the "Gold" was always a really harsh yellow and for some reason all those uniforms were predominantly that yellow with a bit of green on them. Our school colours were green and gold.

We only had the brown and orange people to make fun of.

 It was a very restricted childhood.

How I envied the red and white people, the blue and white people, the black and gold people, the green and white people ... I just wanted to go to a school with decent colours where I could sweat, win games, and look magnificent. I cried myself to sleep over it ... knowing that my uniform just did not do me fashion justice but no-one cared.

It was not a conversation you could have on the farm. Oh you could say the words, you could threaten to end your life over the injustice of it all, but sharing of your feelings was followed by one of 3 standard replies:

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Are you going to eat that last porkchop?

Cattle prices went down today.

I think we might be able to combine tomorrow.

I have tried to hear those words in a caring meaningful way, somehow relevant to my tender burgeoning feelings ... but I can't.

I just don't think Crisis Counselors really understood their jobs back then ...


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Monday, January 21, 2013

Beware the Helpful Ones.

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On the farm I had a pet gosling. It is not that I aspired to have a pet gosling but I was a sucker for fluffy things - and yellow fluffy things seemed especially bright.

I named him "fluffy."

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It is not like I went to the pet store and picked him out among a bevy of other yellow fluffy goslings. He picked me.  I happened to be in the room when he hatched, as we had saved the eggs from the evil snares of the marauding skunks and foxes in the area.

Skunks and foxes are not in the same gang but they are part of the gang life that no-one talks about in the frozen Northland. Your city gangs may act like real animals but our gangs ARE real animals.

When a gossling sees you it pretty much screams out "mama" and forgets to look for either gender or visual clues that might, on some planet, make that even possible. So ya, I was a mom, at the tender age of 8.

The thing used to follow me down to the bus stop at the end of the lane leading into the farm. I would have to take it back and show people how to close a door. I took it out one day when it had rained thinking the mud puddles would seem like a day at Disney World in Goosedom and my brother was with me.

Like all little kids, it wasn't long before it was tired and having a hard time keeping up. The "Biffster" suggest I carry him in the hood of my jacket which I did - because evidently 8 year olds are still developing the part of their brains where they learn that a brother appearing to be helpful is one of the greatest danger signs of impending doom. We laughed at the little gosling nibbling at my ears like it was giving little kisses. I do remember thinking that my brother was laughing a little bit too hard. I mean it was cute, but not hysterical.

And then it was time to lift him out at another mud puddle and my brother helped, and then put my hood up to cover my ears against the cold ...

... it was full of goose shit.

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I suppose my only comfort now is that he is going bald and I have a thick mane of hair.

That and the fact the next time he put on his cowboy boots, they were mysteriously full of horse shit.

Karma is a real bitch ... especially when it is delivered by a horse.


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Friday, January 18, 2013

Let's Hear it For Avon!

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There is actually a bit of a cool breeze blowing tonight and I am stoked.

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We were going to celebrate. We finally get to take off the blindfolds we both agreed to wear when we decided we had no choice but to go around the house naked.

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It was then we discovered the Avon Lady was still in the house from last week ... cowering behind the couch.

Evidently Avon needs to make sure all their reps have blindfolds in their demo kits when they go out.

We decided we should probably put off the celebration until we know she has recovered.


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Caught On Radar.

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Have you ever noticed that when you want to be alone, like go for a walk alone ... some radar must go off somewhere and people are launched out of their houses to come and bother you?

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I think it is kind of like the radar for my hubby. When he gets in the car to drive, people are notified to get on the road and do things just to annoy him... like drive in front of him really slowwwwwwwly.

I always find that people always want to "chat" when you are trying to be alone. I mean if someone was in real need to talk about the fact they needed me to call 911 - I would so not be complaining about this ... but it is always about the weather ... or their gallstones ...

... and I don't look like a weatherman or a doctor ... not even when I wear hospital greens or stand in front of a green screen.

I tried playing dead once ... just dropping on the ground and lying there not breathing ... but I think that only works with bears because they don't really know about CPR.

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There definitely are things that make you realize being eaten by a bear is not the worst thing that could happen to you.


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Thursday, January 17, 2013

Why All Husbands Should Be "Belled."

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The scene started with my husband racing into my office on hands and knees resembling something out of one of those horror movies when a human being crawls along the ceiling in a completely unnatural way.

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I may have only imagined it, but the lights seemed to begin to strobe at that exact moment - either that or another person escaped from the same horror movie was standing at the doorway flicking the lights on and off.

  Then my eyes went to a wiggly, repltilian type something racing in front of my hubby and going under the bed ... And then I sort of screamed, except it got stuck in my throat, and then I rolled my chair back over my hubby's hand who screamed, and his scream did NOT get stuck in his throat.

I assured him he should not take it personally. I would have reacted that way to anyone moving unnaturally on the floor of my office with an icky something wiggling under the bed.

Then we discussed the gecko that had made it into the house, ran straight for my office, and how he was going to get it out of the house. I would like to point out, again, that icky things head straight for me. They could go to my hubby and he would probably sit it on his knee and talk with it ... but no ... they head for me. I thought creatures had survival instincts. Them running for me is a bit like a criminal escaping and trying to hug the executioner. What do they expect is going to happen?

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My hubby's hand got kind of mashed. The first roller was bad, the second worse, and the third when I leaned down to check on him ... did the most damage. I bet he is going to remember to close the screen door from now on.

Everytime he looks at the little gecko bandaids that I bought him ... it should remind him.


I think men respond well to visual aids.


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Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Triplets

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We had triplets at our school once. They were identical and dressed all exactly the same.

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You can imagine what a novelty that was for a bunch of farm kids whose lives were reduced to watching wheat turn from green to brown each year. We didn't have things like a Circus that came to town - probably because you have to have more than 23 people and 3 dogs to qualify as a town and make it worth their while. I don't think they even cared that Mrs. Andrews could eat 3 times her weight in candy floss and that Jack Johnson was the runner up in the international hot dog eating bonspiel 2 years in a row.

So I immediately got my horse and rounded up the triplets, and charged people money to come and see them. It didn't last long though ...

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... evidently you aren't allowed to hogtie people and leave them in a stall in the barn, even if they had fresh water.

And then they went and moved.

You get used to a lot of disappointments on the prairies.


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