I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

It's not Christmas music but it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Martini Krunkedify

"I’m feelin yummy head to toe
You see me
Ain’t got no patience so let’s go
You see me
Look, I’m diet drama
Wanna spend the night
Don’t bring pajamas
Man there’s so much heat beneath these clothes"

Having a "Christmas Cocktail Party" on Saturday.

All my favorite boys are coming and Krista so I will ply them with dips and culinary delights as well as an bountiful array of Holiday Martinis.

fun fun fun.

Underwear is your friend.

I have one thing to say about the Britney Va-Ja-Ja & her being a shitty mother topic.

If she doesn't want her kids, I will gladly take them.
Cause I can't have any and I always wear underwear and hardly ever go out. Except for on thursdays for Anola stripper night (and who doesn't do that).

Pure Beauty

"If there's a winter storm, and I'm there to keep you warm,
in whatever shape or form"

I love it as much as I love Danny.

I love my job and all the goodies I get.

First this










and now I just brought home one of these puppies...

Why I love Erik Spindler

He filled out one of these email questionaires (this one you fill out about the person sending it to you) He knows me better than anyone ! (except Vanessa, hers was bang on, too)

Your name: Erik Spindler
Where did we meet: High School
Take a stab at my middle name: Jean
Do I believe in God: Maybe?
How long have you known me:11 years
Do I smoke: nope
What was your first impression of me upon meeting:
Cute and funny
Color of my eyes: green
Do I have any siblings: yep, Ian the bro
What's one of my favorite things to do: listen to
music
Do you remember one of the first things I said to you:
Sucks about Chris Meecham, eh?
What's my favorite type of music: folk
What is the best feature about me: Loyalty and sense
of humor....and a nice rack!
Am I shy or outgoing: outgoing
Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules: Mindy makes the
rules
What's your favorite memory of me: Our trip to the
states
Any special talents: Can eat chicken wings faster than
me.
Would you consider me a friend: All hail Mindy! YES!
If there was one good nickname for me, what would it
be? Mindler
If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what
one thing
would I bring? Blind Melon - "Soup" or a naked picture
of Matt Sheridan

Burning Ring of Fire

So my town is burning down. Well not completely. There is a major forest/swamp fire around the outskirts of Ross, which I can see from my kitchen window example A:
It started sometime on Tuesday and was still burning this morning when I left for work. The sky over Ross is now a bright glowing orange haze however no one in this goddamn city (Winnipeg) gives a shit. Everyone is Grey Cup Ga-Ga and couldn't give two shits about us. Nothing on the news, no mention on the radio, nothing. There are ambulances posted on a couple roads in the town where the fire is nearing the roads and houses waiting to evacuate people but who cares !
Let's care about the stupid football game that our own team was too crappy to play in !

Let Ross burn so long as we have our Nelly Furtado half time show.

here's a few more pictures to further my cause.

"Ho, Ho, Ho, not a merry christmas"

Well halloween is over. I sat in the dark and watched "What ever happened to Baby Jane" by myself ate a crappy dinner and didn't hand out candy for the first time. With the recent snowfall there were only 3 kids wandering the 2 streets in Ross, it just wasn't worth buying candy. Plus there would be leftovers that I would be forced to eat, just so, you know, they wouldn't go bad cause candy can do that you know.

So now that Halloween is over we transition over to the start of the Christmas season. It's now time for Mindy to bring on more stress to her life by handmaking all of her gifts, planning a small but lavish christmas party, spending entirely too much on other gifts for immediate family and especially that spoiled husband of hers. Baking an entire arsenal of cookies, bars, squares, snowballs, rum balls which we will only eat about 8% of and the rest will sit in the freezer until the drunk snowmobilers or stoned quaders show up unexpectedly and I have nothing to feed them but half frozen christmas baking.
It's my favourite time of the year but I just can't help but wonder how it will all come together if Dan is in Timmins until December 22nd. It just won't be as much fun by myself.

Thought of you dear...

This was on T.V last night and I instantly thought of Vanessa and the time she worked on this movie and our little group was so proud of her, and knew she was well on her way.

currently

bad moods
frequent
stronger
and deeper
burning red
and vibrant

it's time
to give up
and resign
to facts
and realities
it's time.

Team Stripper

And now in the category of worst argument ever and another example of pure 'Toban stupidity... check out this article.

If you don't like the strippers, then don't go.
They aren't stripping on the street, they aren't luring in underage kids, and they aren't posting advertisment with any kind of nudity.
Let us have our strippers and keep your bible-thumping-french-canadian mouths shut.

Fuck you Ste. Anne, seriously.
You aren't changing my shiteous opinion of you very well.


ps. god help me if my mother-in-law reads this.

Pie Eyed Whiskey Face

"Smoke baby, smoke baby
More alcohol baby
Cocaine in Montreal
And black out on a plane baby
An early flight will leave
And on it will be me, yeah
I'll be half asleep
And you'll get up at three"


I'm off to Montreal next week for business/blowing it out huge. Last year it was T.Dot for the U2 concert, this year it's Montreal for a Ottawa/Canadiens game and some conferences. See how blown out I was last year?











I might need a liver transplant on Tuesday, but my husband might also need one cause he's going to be home alone (shudder).

ps. that's a drink lid on my head from the concert. My boss proclaimed me "princess blowout"

"My old friend, I apologize for the years that have passed since the last time you and I dusted off those memories but the running and the races, the people and the places
There's always somewhere else I had to be time gets slim, my old friend"

"Her face is a map of the world, is a map of the world
You can see she's a beautiful girl, she's a beautiful girl and everything around her is a silver pool of light. The people who surround her feel the benefit of it
It makes you calm, she holds you captivated in her palm."

"I heard you play guitar. You got pedals around your feet like rocks around a fire. I don't know if we'll meet, I don't know who you are. You're just a traveled ghost that I admire from afar"

In honor of the Kraus Reunion

"Some people are born to shut up and sit behind the desk
Some people are born to be safe and cannot take a risk
Handcuff up your boss, yeah, and be rough
He might like it, like it
He'll get a rise, you'll get a raise
Don't tell his wife about it"

He's so on the list

(*the list being a list of people Dan and I have mutually agreed we can sleep with, without consequence if ever given the opportunity):

seemingly perfect

Lack of posts
lack of inspiration
lack of anything good
lack of anything creative

husband away
lonely nights
full of tv
and obsessive
cleaning

looking for a little spark
to ignite my soul
something to keep it stoked
something to keep it warm

this happiness
seemed bottled
and on the top shelf
too far away
and afraid to reach

putting on a face
for him when he returns
keep this home perfect
so seemingly perfect

Who knew?

Who knew you could be allergic to blackcurrants?

Currently

"You said I'm wise, but I'm not so sure
Maybe my lies were just that good
And my lonely tears wish never to be
Puddled on the floor with just them and me
It's a long life, a long life to be always longing
It's a long life, a long life to be always longing
There's truth in these eyes, you can rest assured
Salvaged by voices that have no words
Running with fear left ruin in its wake
Is the measure of a man how much love he can fake?
It's a long life, a long life to be always longing
It's a long life, a long life to be always longing
Oh, time, it is so hard
With all your fears and your running around
We sadly burn down what we had
It happens so long
It's a long life, a long life to be always longing
It's a long life, a long life to be always longing"

I will follow you into the dark

This week left me
heavy with sadness
and he doesn't
know what to do
stands by helpless
in my despair
holds my hand
saying I love you, I love you
trying to mend
my hurting heart
for something
I cannot complete

I feel guilty
and so imperfect
knowing he didn't
sign up for this
that maybe I misled
I try too hard to
be positive
and end up
glued to the bed
unable
so unable

maybe it will happen
maybe it will not
I just hope
we can find a peace
within us
to mend our hurting hearts
and lift this
heaviness from me

+ Positive

It's amazing how
selfish you can be
when you want something
so badly
and what an awful person
you can be
when you don't get
what you want.

nothing like looking at your own history, in the faces of your friends

Last night I talked on the phone with Krista for almost 2 hours. We don't talk as often as most best friends do, but when we talk we "TALK". I've been feeling very "friend-less" lately and she came through huge for me (again). Sometimes I feel very taken for granted by some of my friends like "oh good ol'Mindy treat her like crap, she keeps coming back". Krista takes that feeling away.

She's all moved in to her new place in the RH so we are going to hang out more, and by "hang out" I mean do nothing. Watch movies, spa nights, drink coffee and chill out. I really miss doing that.

I wish some other people could be the same kind of friend to me like she is.

Listening & relating

"little flashing zero
on my answering machine
rats scratching at my pain,
brain shuffling its feet
guess i have my father's heart
and it may or may not keep on trying
can't really tell you what it is
keeps me this side of that dark line"

Tired of Tired

Too busy
for everything
too busy to see
those who bring joy
who comfort
who bring smiles

Too busy to go outside
to lay in the grass
it's all about impressing
and keeping up
with the Joneses

Too busy to have fun
to enjoy it all
I'm busy being busy
but I don't know what for
It's all about rushing
home to finish nothing

I wonder what age
will bring completeness
Will I ever feel full
Will I learn to want less
and not take for granted
all these things

I am looking for the simple life
but wonder how long it will take
to arrive

Another I wish I wrote.........

Happy Belated Cardboard Anniversary Baby, I love you !

"why don't you talk about it
I know there's something on your mind
will you go on and get a cigarette,
I�ll be waiting outside
the last few years have been much harder
than we ever thought they'd be
I know you hate it when I say I'm sorry
but I'm sorry

there was never a point in our love
that I didn't love you
not a point in our love
I always did, I always will, I always do love you still
I always would, how could I not hide, just look at us baby
we're kind of perfect

well sometimes I get all wrapped up
cause I don't know who to be
but you know when to be my security blanket, and when to uncover me
so let's just sit out on the back porch
and unravel everything
someday these will be our old days, let's make them worth our memory

there was never a point in our love
that I didn't love you
not a point in our love
I always did, I always will, I always do love you still
I always would, how could I not hide, just look at us baby
we're kind of perfect

never planned on loving somebody so much
but I've always had pretty good luck baby

I always did, I always will, I always do love you still
I always would, how could I not hide, just look at us baby
we're kind of perfect

we're kind of perfect
we're kind of perfect, baby
we're kind of perfect, baby
we're kind of perfect, baby"

Look out Ross, Manitoba !

Mindy is bachlorette-ing it up this weekend whilst Danny-Boy is going to a buddy's cabin with all his crazy-assed friends.


This weekend shall consist of $30 worth of Blockbuster rentals and 5lbs of chocolate.
and some Kraft Dinner because there's calcium in that right?


Wish me luck !

oh and wish my ovaries luck too, they need it.

Well I made it, I'm 27.

The party was awesome, like way too awesome. I kind of felt like crying through most of it cause it was just way more than I expected. The people, the gifts, the food, the sappy cards (thanks Dad). Was more than plenty, it was unbelieveable. It was pretty nuts, but a good kind of nuts. Jasmine brought over Spencer and he made my whole night. He's so cute, as if he wouldn't have totally made your birthday?

Second Helping of Panty Soup

It might just be the redneck in me, but this is some of the best shit ever.



I just bought Danny this cd as an anniversary gift for putting up with my bullshit over the last 2 years. I don't think I can wait to give it to him until Monday.

"And I'm pissed that I'm not getting younger. Getting pretty, getting loved, getting laid"

In 6 days I turn 27.
For the first time in my life, I am freaked about getting older.
Partly due to what is going on in my life (no kids, infertility) partly because of my job situation (still not sure if I can do this for the next 40 years) and partly because of my relationship with Danny (Will I have to ask him for the next 60 years to clean up after himself?)I get sad when I think about everything I haven't accomplished. I get even more sad when I look at other people my age and what they have accomplished, the places they've been and seen. I have lots to be thankful for, but I guess I am just wanting more for myself. I look back and everything I have gone through (somethings self-induced, some not) and I wonder how I made it this far. I guess we have to make some time for things and stop waiting for everything to happen on it's own.
I am hoping for very good things in the next 27.

Now bring me some cake !

Clever

"History is made by stupid people
Clever people wouldn't even try
If you want a place in the history books
Then do something dumb before you die"

Van-Nasty Birthday Extraordinaire !

Van-Nasty & Mindola
Originally uploaded by Skittlesjoss.

Happy Birthday to my "Kate"

I love you girlie ! Have a fantasmical birthday and a wicked time at your Lebowski party.

Love Mindy

Blind or Dumb?

And my Hawksley obsession continues....
I read this article this morning. Now these people either need new glasses or are borderline retarded.

Lukas Rossi is more Marilyn Manson than Hawksley Workman..."startling resemblance" I think not. Maybe a cracked out second-cousin resemblance but I think they look nothing alike. Look for yourself.











* thanks to b4refo0tmu5ic's flickr page for the Hawksley pic. It's a beaut

Another reason to love your childhood.....

When I was in elementary school and the temperatures were much like they have been the last few weeks (+30C), our teachers would pack us all up (chairs and all) and move us all outside and teach us. It was awesome but I thought every school did the same thing. Apparently not.


I wish my boss would do the same thing. This gal needs some sunshine :)

Miss me?

I went to Folk Fest
I volunteered
I Coordinated a Volunteer-Crew for the first time
I saw very little music
I met a lot of cool people
I had fun
I was psycho-stressed for 60% of the weekened
I was 40% relaxed and enjoying it
I am still exhausted
I have the hugest crush on Mr. Workman
I bought a new camera
I posted my pictures I took with it on my flickr


I will try and write a re-cap of this years festival.......or I may just want to forget all about it and look forward to next years.

It's a hot one kids.......stay cool!

So much excitement !!!!

-Tango had her kittens on friday (Danny was SO excited) you can check out some pics on my flickr account.
-Spent the entire day in Winnipeg on Saturday, culture-ifying Danny. It was fun but I am not sure it worked.
-Went riding all day Sunday and went for a dip in Monominto Pits. It was gorgeous!
-a huge tree broke in our yard during a crazy storm on Sunday night.
-Folk Fest starts Thursday and it's my first year coordinating the Transportation to Site crew, wish me luck !!!!

Mr. Spencer

"Tread neat so small those little feet
Amid the morning his small heart beats
So much excitement yesterday
That must be rewarded must be displayed"

Repave

and how have i become the
rough cobblestone beneath your feet
scraped and abused
yet forgiven
and repaved at the next second
i’ve become the reliable one
the one you can count on
but when have i been able to count
on you?

been on my own without the comforting
word of a friend for too long
only brief little coffees to try to
reel us back from the brink
but some how i think we are too
far beyond the edge
i’ve always held on,
but will you hold on?

spit out your abuse
you know i won’t return it
you know i will stay the same
quiet and broken
at home alone
it’s always his and never my own
impairing the image of myself
that i see everyday
that the person i once was
has now sunk into the
earth of my marriage
consuming and completely
till there is nothing left
of me

Dear Mr. President.......

sorry for the lack of posts .....

got back from holidays and have not felt well since. I am over stressed and today is not much better. I hear this morning that one of my mom's close friends had had a son injured seriously in Kandahar. He lost both his legs (but thankfully not his life) in a roadside explosion. 5 others were injured.


I hate this war. I hate that we are even participating in this illegal war.
I feel sick right now.
How many more have to die or have life altering injuries before this has to stop.


oh yeah and there was a murder(?) down the street from my parents last night.
Any one have a valium prescription they want to share?

Hourayyyy!!!

I am a proud pseudo-auntie !

Chloe Adele Fisher made her debut on June 10th weighing 7lbs 6 oz.

Check her out in action here


Congratulations Brooke & Julian. We love you !
I can't wait to see her!!!!!!

Out of the mouths of babes......

reading things like this makes me rethink the whole having kids thing

Oh Happy Day.........

I am on holidays in t-minus 6 hrs.

YAY !!!!!!

Hopefully I will post up some pics on flickr of my farming adventures !!!

I will be MIA for the next week. Not that anyone reads this crap. :)

My own blood is much too dangerous.....

More love for Neko, this time on CNN

Check it out here

I.....

- am suddenly very afraid of storms
- am on holidays as of friday
- am kind of weirded out that today is 6/6/06
- killed a cricket with a broom last night and it came back to life and is now MIA
- am married to a guy that is covered in poison ivy....AGAIN
- am married to a guy that stayed out late last night, but brought me maple walnut ice cream.
- wish my baby could have a soother like this but my kid will probably just get a rock to suck on.
- haven't seen my two best friends in months.
- am going to the farm on friday and going quading !!!!
- am having Casa Grande pizza for lunch today ...yay!!
- am suddenly a celebrity gossip sucker! All thanks to Heather and her love of PerezHilton
- miss Vanessa....lots.
- lost interest in this 4 minutes ago.
- hope my girly insides are working...... go ovaries.
- am going to stop now.

Quoting

"On the same web forum, it was suggested that Nouvel may be Brad Pitt's tribute to French architect Jean Nouvel, which solves, or at least skirts, the grammatical issue. In any case, names needn't conform to foreign orthographic strictures. Brad and Angelina can call their baby whatever they want, although if they'd chosen France Fat Racist Whore of Nation States Jolie-Pitt, they might have had a little difficulty checking into the Ritz. How would you translate that, just out of interest?"

-Tim Dowling
The Guardian


Hilarious......poor Brad and Angie

Big Red

"Ian was over at Manon's place on the weekend. He stayed over cause he had been drinking, although she had been spiking everyone's drinks with grenadine. She likes grenadine."

"Ian stayed over cause he was drinking grenadine?"

"No, she was drinking grenadine. He asked her if she thought she was a hummingbird"

Countdown to Neko

Any one up for a disgusting giraffe story, turn up the speaks and let er rip.....

Check it out here


god i can't wait for her to come to the Festival. I am so psyched.

It rains and pours

Please know that I am happy for you
and wish you all my best
but that I hide away at home
with my sickness and jealously
in guard of my heart
in protection of my good humor
in dealing
and maintenance of my already
hurt feelings
for something I can’t have
right now
or at all

Suffering from Kitchen Sink

After almost having a complete breakdown in the copy department today at work, (after picking up the 100th copy paper ream packaging just causally left on the table, knowing fully well that I would come and clean up after them) I booked a week of holidays.

I didn't care when they would be, didn't care if I was going anywhere but I had to book them.

When a copy paper ream packaging makes the tears well up, it's time to go.

On a further note, I read an article on Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (which I have) today that was scary/amusing. My favorite part is the "classic symptoms" which all but include the kitchen sink.
They are as follows:

drastic weight gain, hair loss, depression, fatigue, thyroid problems, high cholesterol, panic attacks, headaches, dizzy spells, poor memory or muddled mind, sleeping disorders, constant thirst, extreme cravings, insulin resistance, cystic acne, cystic ovaries, menstrual cycles without ovulation, irregular cycles, severe mood swings, high testosterone levels, infertility problems, excess facial and body hair, not to mention a seven times greater risk than an average woman for four major health concerns affecting women in the United States today including heart disease, diabetes, endometrial cancer and stroke.

And all this time I thought I was a hypochondriac !!!

Listening:

"Why do you even say that, say we'll meet somewhere?
You hardly ever show up, you don't really care.
So why do you even say that, say you got time for me?
You talk but you don't walk, busy as a bee.
I don't think you're all that happy, honey baby, with your thing,
But I ain't some fish you caught, can't keep me on a string.
You say you really love me, then you're gone in seconds flat,
Say you really want me, why do you even say that?
Why do you even say that? Why do you even say that?"

It's the end of the world as we know it.....

I hate you Mischa Barton.

You've ruined my "OC and Thursday Anola Stripper Night" for the rest of my life.

Evil Evil Mischa Barton......grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Not so secretive crushes.....

Call me hormonal (I blame it on the drugs) however the following dudes have turned my crank (and some harder than others) in the last few weeks:


Patrick Dempsey (AKA: Dr. McDreamy from Grey's Anatomy) Maybe cause he's hot, maybe cause he's generally an asshole, or cause he's a married guy, I'm not sure. But he's all that and a bag of skittles. He's a new addition to "the list".


Taylor Hicks from American Idol: He can sing, He's funny and has this endearing Dave Matthews/Steve Winwood thing. I'm lame but I can fully admit it.


Xavier Rudd. He's hot, he plays instruments, always generally barefoot and is a super nice guy. Too bad his freaking show here is sold out...WHAAAAAAAAAA


Time for a cold shower.....

ps: My husband is fully aware and these crushes are fully within our "agreement" besides, he wants to keep Katharine McPhee from American Idol in our garage as a pet.
Wait.....does that sound creepy? Cause I think she's hot too.
I've said too much.

"We'll all stay skinny cause we just don't eat..."

Haven't felt much like blogging lately.
Missed work Monday cause I had such a horrible stomach ache Sunday and felt like I had been run over by a bus repeatedly on Monday. Now today, I am blessed with not only super-inhuman indigestion but super-double-ungodly cramps.

I don't know how you normal girls do this every month.


I HATE BEING A GIRL.

Why I love Kenny.

Email Received from Kenny (still in Thailand till tonight)



"Hey girl, so what you got going on tomorrow? Having some beers at my place
around 8:30. Are you going quading tomorrow you skank? "

Operation Reconnect

Danny and I are planning a quick Saturday trip to the Whiteshell this weekend.
Which is a welcome relief from my cabin fever, his hatred of the city and a slight bit of depression I am trying to manage. (It’s hard to like a body that doesn’t work like it should.) Hopefully the rain will hold out or not drown us when we are there. We are planning on having lunch out there and walk a few trails and gather some rocks for our garden. We are in such need of this trip. All the medications, appointments, meetings, illness and constant fighting make it hard to remember the good things and why we are together. Things become habitual, and stale and I know what that leads to. So wish me good weather and good luck.
I’m excited; it’s almost like an anniversary (but I wouldn’t know cause I never got one :)


“So that's why I never come back here
That's why they spit out my name
Your ex's have clawed up the bible
Trying to keep me away
With the sledge of tectonic fever
The needle has landed again
Let it play”

Song of "my" day

"Badass" by Kacy Crowley

"I was the runt of the litter
I was a weakling
I was the last to discover
I was the ugly duckling

We're all the same on the inside
but we're always up against everybody's outside
And its hard to live up to a strangers beautiful
Some people always finish last
Still I ended up a Badass"

You know it's a good day when:

-You get into a fight with a cab driver who thought that you shouldn't have blocked his way and get out and starts yelling at you. Then you refuse to roll down your window and give him the peace sign and tell him to "chill" all cause you didn't feel like backing up and letting him through. I am mean like that sometimes.

-We get ice cream at work today

-It's Cinco de Mayo

-It's International No Pants Day


Don't catch a chill folks!!!

Me=Homewrecker

(stolen from the Heather)

1. My roommate once: threw a plate of steak bones up into my room in an attempt to get me and Dan to move out.
2. Never in my life: have I done heroin
3. The one person who can drive me nuts, but then always manages to make me smile: My husband (more nuts than smiling though these days)
4. High School was: a blur, I was never there.
5. When I'm nervous: pick at my nails, get stomach aches
6. The last time I cried: last week some time
7. If I were to get married right now my bridesmaids would be: I'm pleading the 5th.
8: I like salad: a LOT
9. My hair: is in desperate need of a cut and color.
10. When I was 5: I wore "skorts" to school so I could play on the playground and still look like a girl.
11. Last Christmas: I celebrated it at my house with ma, pa and Ian oh and Danny too.
12. When I turn my head left, I see: my Martin Brodeur Figure and a file stand.
13. I should be: at home because I have the worst migrane.
14. When I look down I see: work contact sheet, a keyboard and a mouse, and my broken i-pod headphones.
15. The craziest local recent event was: a stabbing of a guy down the street from work. Crackers jumped out of a brand new white escalade started a fist fight with this guy and then the third guy stabs him and takes off. Crazy.
16. If I were a character on Friends I'd be: Rachel with a hint of Monica's OCD.
17. By this time next year: I better be pregnant.
18. Current Relationship Status: mostly happily married.
19. I had a hard time understanding: selfish people and Tom Cruise.
20. At family gatherings I: help out the aunties make the food.(my side of course)
21. You know I "like" you if: I bug you.
22. If I won an award, the first person I'd thank is: James Gandolfini
23. Take my advice: listen to me. I am ALWAYS right. (thanks Heather)
24. My ideal breakfast is: Blueberry Pancakes from Sals and an apple juice.
25. If you visit a place I grew up: I'd take you for gelati.
26. Where don't you plan to visit anytime soon: Moose Jaw, SK. Just cause I said so.
27. If you spend the night at my house: you might have to sleep on the couch. We destroyed the spare bedroom.
28. I'd stop my wedding if: my fiancee's relatives were being selfish, most of my bridesmaids were being jerks, my groomsmen were useless.....OH WAIT.
29. The world could do without: Paris Hilton, professional wrestling, peas, any terminal incurable illness
30. I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than date: Carrot-top, or a specific abusive ex of mine, again.
31. Most recent thing you've bought yourself: cookies from Cookie By George. "Hello Diet, this is Mindy"
32. Most recent thing someone else bought for you: My dad bought me Sun-Maid Raisins and arrowroot Animal Crackers. (He's really craving a grandchild)
33. My favorite blonde is: the chick that played Helen in Troy.
34. My favorite brunette is: Colin Farrell
35. Uh....what happened?: He smiled, I melted and dammit I married him.
36. The last time I was drunk was: my boss' 40th birthday party, which I planned. (I planned, I drank, I blew it out hard and called my ex and his wife found out:)
37. The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are: pigs (good call heather)
38. I shouldn't have been: such a tease.
39. Once, at a bar: on my birthday, I made out with some random guy ( who was friend's with Vanessa's brother Dom. He couldn't stand up and neither could I, but he had me convinced to go home with him, and that he could manage to drive. I was totally there until Vanessa grabbed me and put me in the car and drove me home. The next weekend this same random guy came up to me and I had NO idea who he was.
40. Last night I: watched "The Day After Tomorrow" with Danny (we'd already seen it but I love the special effects and the piss poor acting, sue me)
41. There's this girl I know who: 's boyfriend I probably slept with.
42. I don't know how to: play guitar, paint or draw faces,
43. A better name for me would be: Angelina Jolie
44. If I ever go back to school I'll: be stressing out like a crazy mo-fo
45. How many days until my birthday?: 3 months and 2 days

Congrats!

Congratulations to Jasmine and Dwayne!!!

Jasmine delivered a healthy baby boy this morning at 5:10 am. Spencer Hugh Meikle and mom are doing fine.


Yay for babies!!

Sound Stage

Warming sun
in market square
wander aimless
and with content
and rememberance
of being young
and full of
anthusiasm and confidence
free flowing music
all around me
and Moses Mayes
on stage
his hand in mine
squeezing with
eager anticipation
of what was to come
I couldn't know
this would
be the last
and the changes
that would blow in
and around us

1 Year of blogging

It occurred to me this morning that it has been 1 year exactly since I started blogging.
Although I am not the witty, hip, trendy blogger I aspired to be, I am finding it easier to express myself through my writing, photography and poetry. Although I am still a long way off from this
I am still exploring ways to connect with people and use this blog as a therapeutic tool for myself. I am still not sure how to classify this blog, I call it a "personal blog" and when I write I generally use it as a journal to remember the smaller details of my life and my marriage that may be overlooked. I probably break all the "blogger etiquette" rules and have very few readers, (not some how related to me)but I still enjoy it the same, if not more as I did when I started.

My current blogger idols (as horribly cheesy as it sounds) or people who have or continue to inspire me:

-Vanessa a.k.a Van-Nasty : It never occurred to me that people and friends I knew had blogs or what they used them for. Vaness introduced me to blogging and has always encouraged my sorry ass.

-Heather a.k.a Explosive Laughter: This girl oozes talent. Her photography is awesome and she is very inter-web intelligent. Is she can teach me, that says something. And she had a photo-session in a bathtub. A girl after my very own heart.

-Heather Armstrong a.k.a Dooce : So incredibly gifted and talented. I would kill for her writing style and photography skills and her gorgeous babe Leta

My interest in blogging has evolved into a new greater interest in photography and a new and fresh interest in creative writing which began hibernation when I moved out of my parents house. Hooray for creativity !!!
Here's to many more years of blogging and airing dirty laundry on the internet. :)

Good Things

-Large Mochas from Tim Horton's
-Last nights episode of The OC
-Spring Rain
-The stripper last night at Anola bar that had everyone laughing with her and not at her
-Seeing Lesley after a long time
-My crew from Folk Fest all coming back (with the exception of Danielle :(
-My husbands good humour in the morning
-My interest in hockey coming back
-Excited about planting flowers and vegetables this weekend
-Spring Cleaning
-"Hold On, Hold On" from Neko Case

It's friday ...... houray!!

Binding Ties

you feel the need to
constantly put him down
and bring up the past
and pass it around
like a virus
not one visit
without a mention
of a binge
or destruction
or items stolen
or destroyed
not willing
to move on
and let sleeping
dogs
sleep
and not rise them

this soured relationship
strained with your
stubbornness
makes me wonder
what could be
and what could have been
and crave something
so different from what is

a family of many
all with this bitter pill
and he is so numb
but I am not
and refuse to be

if you all only knew
that I was the lucky one
maybe I should make it a point
of reminding you all
of the truth
that he came in time to save me
that he is happiness and joy
and truth and light
that shines on me everyday
that his past is far gone
just like mine

Material Grrrl

Dear God,

My life rules right now. I am happy and have a great husband a nice house and everything is great. However, if you really want to knock my socks off you could help me in the following departments:


-bring me a baby {preferably via the ("the" as in "mine") womb}
-bring me a 20' iMac
-bring me a Nikon D70

I promise I will be polite and very nice. For real this time I swear. Even at you-know-who's social this weekend, where I know it will almost kill me.


Your Friend,

Minndola

Tough Love

When something you love
gives you a stomach ache
and makes you feel like
if you could just cry about it
you would feel better and get
on and move on

do you still love it?

Me likey free music !!

"Driving home I see those flooded fields
How can people not know what beauty this is
I've taken it for granted my whole life
Since the day I was born"


Check out this great site to get a free Neko Case/Martha Wainwright concert. I downloaded it as a prelude to my first Neko Case experience in July.
Many peed pants to be expected.

Dear Lurkers,

I never understood the bitterness towards lurkers by other bloggers but when you blog for a year and get 5 comments ( thanks Vaness, thanks Heather) you have to ask yourself one thing.


Where are the ever-loving comments?????


For the first 5 comments you will recieve a copy of the boob shot that is floating around telus' text messaging system at this very moment. Which may or not be of my own boobs. Drunken boobs. Too many "dirty hooker boobs". Boobs that Marcel has probably shown to every god forsaken Fireman in the City of Winnipeg.

Once again prooving: camera's and alcohol don't mix.


thanks lurking lurkers

MJ.

Obviously I am not crazy

Apparently there is one other person in the world that thinks Champagne Colored Bridesmaid Dresses are perfectly acceptable and quite stunning.

Life ain't very easy, when you've got a permanent broken heart

Weekly recap, (who ever thought my life would be so busy!!!)

- Finished living room (pics coming soon)
- Spent 10 hrs at the hospital with my dad on tuesday. He went in with a suspected heart attack. He was in agony, and I was completely panicked (the last time I was in the hospital was with my dying grandmothers) He's at home now but it was a scary couple of days. Another reason for my hysteria was that my Uncle Billy went to St. Boniface Hospital a day earlier for more test on his heart and a stress test for his angina. I thought we'd earned a 2-for-1 special. However, they did not agree.
-Started (finally!!) on the fertility drugs. Please cross your finger and toes (and what ever other body parts you can cross) for Dan and I over then next few weeks.
-Taking my favourite niece and nephew out for supper tonight. I'll Flickr the cuteness from the restaurant.
- I start Guitar Lessons on Tuesday. I am so excited, just may pee my pants, for real this time. Hopefully I can learn a chord before folk fest.

Quoting

"I had one friend in high school recently he hung himself with string
His note said
'If livin' is the problem, well that's just baffling.'
And at the wake I waited around to see my ex first love
And I barely recognized her, but I knew exactly what she was thinking of
We sat quietly in the corner whispering close about loss
And I remembered why I loved her, and I asked her why I drove her off
She said
The slow fade of love
Its soft edge might cut you
And our poor friend, Jim
Well he just lived within
The slow fade of love"

Proof in Pictures

hey check out my new pics on flickr.

Proof again that alcohol and camera's should never mix. At least when I am around.

Blankets lie so still

a part of growing up i guess
people and friends
packing up and moving along
lost touch
even though we were close
and bugged each other
all the time back then

you left us now
and i feel guilty for
yours and everyone else's
abandoned friendship
caused by me
and such laziness
maybe if we kept it up
you wouldn't have left us

i can't imagine what was so
bad that you were left with
this as your only choice
such desperation
i feel bad you had no one
to confide in

and i worry now
about everyone that
was important in my life
at one time
whether a minute or a year
i never want them to
feel so alone

i'm sorry derek that i never
stuck around
i'm sorry
that there was no one to stop you
i'm sorry

Porn when I'm tired of sleeping....Porn, Porn, Porn, Porn

Nothing better on a thursday night than cereal for supper
sanding poly-filla on the walls and watching the O.C

Which by the way was fan-friggin-tastic, and very much better than porn at the moment.

I think Marissa and I were seperated at birth, minus the face that I am 5 years older, 100 lbs heavier and I have no fashion sense.

But the alchohol consumption and poor judgement with regards to boys is dead on !

(present husband company excluded of course)

In Memory.....

In memory of my Folk Fest Crew's favourite bus driver and mine.

Rest in Peace Tony, we'll miss ya.

Good Point

"From the well of their hearts spring the poison
That mixed with suspicion and reckless derision
And something they read on a church toilet stall
They think that their lives are much better
Than mine on the soapbox and ladders stand tall"

Blood Pressure 270 over 900

So stressed....

Before Saturday I have to plaster repair my entire living room, sand and primer.

I haven't had a good, full 8 hr night sleep in almost 2 weeks.

Almost got in an accident twice this morning.

Dan still isn't home and it's making me crazy. I have a really bad habit of thinking about things too much. Which would be expected since I have a 2-40 minute commutes per day and an evening in a house all by myself every night. It's not that I am scared to be home alone, but it is very unnerving sometimes.


Oh and the Season Premiere of Dog the Bounty Hunter was on last night and I missed it.

Son-of-a ......

Dear Drunk Guy,

Who was at the Oakbank Bar on Friday night. Although I was flattered you thought I was so attractive, I didn't appreciate the fact you spilled beer on my purse and jacket and kept touching my cheeks. Didn't you learn about personal space back when you were in school in 1902? Your acapella version of "Hollaback Girl" and "500 Miles" were very amusing, but not enough to make me follow you with my friend Heather back to your place for a party, although thanks for the offer. Oh and by the way, I phoned my husband and told him what you asked me to tell him, and he says "that he knows how lucky he is"
and Heather thanks you for saying that she was "reasonably attractive and has shitload lot of baggage" Your wife must be a very lucky woman.

Yours Sincerely,

The Girl with the Cheeks.

Black and Blue

I bit the bullet and went for my second "traditional" massage yesterday after work.
Although it felt good at the time, and not any where near as awkward and self-conscious as I anticipated, at this moment, I feel as though I was beaten to a vicious bloody pulp the night previous. My pecs and shoulder blades are tender in a way that is not normal, even in painful sort of way. I move and I creak and crack. I straighten up in my chair and creak and groan and crack. She warned me, but I didn't believe her.
My only advice is to definitley take a trip to "Pee-Town" before the session next time (dummy!) Holding it in for an hour whilst being kneaded to a doughy blob is not healthy or smart (according to Kramer)

I get more redneck by the minute I swear.

Ohhhh St. Patty

"Well all week long I'm a real nobody,
But I just punched out and it's paycheck Friday,
Weekends here, good God almighty,
I'm going to get drunk and be somebody"