One of life's great mysteries

Why?  Why is this still happening?  It is 2012 - I don't understand.......
What exactly is the deal with men and socks with sandals??   Just wrong on so many levels.

This morning I arrive at the office and head to the coffee room.  I soon hear 2 co-workers approaching - one male, one female. 

She says "Was your wife home when you got dressed for work?"  (snort)

He says "Well, No - why?"

She says "Uhmm, your feet.  Don't let Kim see you."  (Lol  seriously, she said that)

Naturally I bounce out into the hall to investigate and there he is ..... in socks and sandals!!!  And this is not an older fella.  In fact he is generally a pretty snappy dresser. 

Me:  "What are you thinking??" 

Him: "What?  Is it bad?  (Can't believe he had to ask) 

Me:  "YES take those socks off!!"

Him:  "But they are actually quite comfortable"

Me:  (Horrified and stunned)  "Well, so is going bra-less in a muu-muu but you don't see us doing that at work"

Me again:  "Hurry up and take off those socks.  People will see you and know that you work here.  We will all be tainted by association."

He took off the socks.  Whew!!  Please pass on this information to all the men in your life.....If you think its sexy.....It's NOT.   Not even a little bit.  Lets help end the insanity.

She's on her broom

It has been awhile since I have had a good old fashioned rant.  I feel one bubbling up to the surface.

Ladies and Gentlemen, fasten your seat belts, she's gonna blow!!

Every year at the this time the Town offers a special garbage pick-up.  Almost anything goes - furniture, appliances, broken crap from your basement - whatever.  It is a great service BUT.....

The specific pick-up week is well promoted.  Yet people still start piling up their crap 2 - 3 weeks early.  The entire town looks like one big ugly junk yard for weeks.  

But the worst part is the looters, the garbage pickers, the scavengers.  Drives me nuts.  (I know, its a short trip on a good day)

Its not just the scavenging that annoys me, its the fact that these "people" rummage through your neat pile in the night and toss it all over the friggin yard.  Just tossing stuff willy nilly looking for crap.   It's crap and it's MY crap.  First, I don't want to have to re-pile the crap every morning.   And second, it's MY crap.  If I wanted strangers rummaging through my stuff I'd leave my doors unlocked.

Stay off my property and out of my crap.    Sheesh!!

There was another, different incident last night.  Something I probably shouldn't blog about in any detail.  It involves a neighborhood issue.  It involves me opening my giant pie-hole, in public,  and using the analogy "Lipstick on a Pig".   My finest hour??  Perhaps not.

I think I'd better park my broom for a few days.

Cranky

Too crabby to post.  Better wait until tomorrow.

Nothing serious - just Grrrrrrr

Just a small town girl

Today I realized just how much of a small town girl I have become.   I had to travel into the "big city" today for a meeting. 

There was a time when I would use any excuse to go to Halifax.  It was vibrant, exciting and all that good stuff.  So many stores, specialty shops, cafes, restaurants, clubs etc.   But today I realized those feelings were from my 20's.

Today, in my 40's it was nothing like that.  It was crowded, chaotic and annoying.  Too much traffic, so many lanes, merging, turning, bicycles whizzing in and out of traffic and pedestrians who (apparently) think it's OK to just dash out in front of moving cars.    Oh and don't forget the maze of one-way streets downtown - so if you turn left one street too soon, you have to take 20 flippin minutes to loop back around the circle.  

And parking downtown.........HA !  I arrive downtown just at lunch hour (when all the pedestrians are running freely through the streets oblivious to traffic laws).  I get to the hotel where my meeting is being held.  No apparent guest parking.  Directly across the street is a parking lot.  The signs say paid hourly parking but both entrances are wide open.  No toll booths or ticket machines.  I thought "this is just too good to be true".  I parked and as I walked across the street I started to get that nagging feeling.  "This can't be right. What if I come out a dusk and rush hour and my car has been towed??"

I walked into the hotel lobby where I was met by Mr. Snotty Concierge.  I told him I was at the hotel for a meeting and wanted to know where I could park.  (This is a reasonable question, Right?)
He looks at me and in a very bad faux british accent says..."Well, I don't know"............

Huh?  What do you mean you don't know?  Aren't you the Concierge for this hotel??  So I am a bit taken aback, so I tell him I have parked in the parking lot across the street.  Is that OK?  He scrunches up his stupid face and says "What parking lot?" 

Now people - - - the ONLY thing across the street from this hotel is a parking lot.  The-only-thing!! So now I am starting to get annoyed, like a lot.    We walk out the door and I point across the street like a moron.  As I am AGAIN asking him about this lot - TWICE he put a finger up in the air, then clutched his friggin headset and says (in that fake British accent) "ooh, I'm being summoned".    Seriously ??  He was prancing around with that headset like he was running The Plaza in New York City.   Its a flippin Marriott for pete's sake!

He's prancing around with that fake accent and that stupid headset like he is all that and a bag of chips!
Now I'm mad.  I ask him when they host meetings/conferences, where do people park?    Jeeves looks at me again.  Then he stumbles out some babble about having to contact the meeting organizer to ask about parking blah blah blah. 

Finally I'm so close to doing something really special with that headset - I take a deep breath and remind him - I am prepared to pay for parking - I expect to pay for parking - I know its the city - you pay to park - I JUST NEED TO KNOW WHERE

Sigh....Jeeves is now befuddled and I am just fed up.  I said never mind, I'll take my chances in the mystery lot.  If I get towed that would still be a better experience than this exchange.    I plopped my fed-up butt in the lobby lounge to wait for my session to start.  (Yes, bitchy I know)

A few minutes later Jeeves prances over and says.......(are you ready for this?)  "The valet can park your car underground for the afternoon for $10"    WELL, why didn't you friggin say that in the first place??

I was so happy to get back to my sweet little small town tonight.  When I was younger "they" said it would happen.  I didn't believe it.  As I get older I am becoming a cranky old woman!

Thankful ?

Even though it's not Thanksgiving in Canada, I am going to jump in on the Thankful theme . . .  well, sort of

Naturally I am thankful for all the usual stuff - family, friends, blah blah blah  (FYI this is not a mushy post)

Most importantly today I am thankful that every day doesn't start like this morning.  Did you ever notice that however your morning starts it seems to color the rest of the day ??

As you know, we had our first significant snowfall yesterday, about a foot and a bit.  So last night I had the bright idea that I should re-adjust my car in the yard to make it easier for the plow driver.  Well, that didn't work and I could feel I was starting to get stuck so I left it in its awkward position and figured I'd move it in the morning.   (Dumb move #1)

So this morning I mis-calculated getting up early enough to shovel the walk etc and was pushing it for time as I had a meeting first thing.  I haphazardly shovelled and jumped in my car and tramped on the gas pedal.  (Dumb move #2)  Well, I started to slip and slide (in the wrong direction) and ended up off the driveway, onto the lawn - - -  the still unfrozen lawn.  So now I'm really mad and you know when I get mad I sometimes get stupid (no comments please Lol)  and I started giving it more and more gas. (Dumb move #3) Which of course just spun my front wheels deeper and deeper into the lawn.   Geez Louise - the air in the car was blue.  I'm glad none of you were in my yard to hear some of the crap coming out of my mouth.

Almost late for work, I left that car sideways in the yard and grabbed Auntie's keys and hijacked her car for the day.  So I arrived at work just in time for the meeting but completely red lining.  I swear I could have burst a blood pressure cuff if someone had taken my BP.

I won't go into the details of the rest of the day at work but the trend continued.   And I still had to worry about how to get my car out.  I was tempted to leave the friggin thing there til Spring. 

Then after lunch a White Knight appeared and offered to meet me at my house after work to push the car out.   Yippee - It worked.  I was so happy he offered because I wasn't going to ask - mostly because I was embarrassed but also because I knew I would get teased.  The Knights silver armour was only tarnished a teeny bit when he laughed and asked me how in the world I manged to get the car in the bizarre position it was in.   Don't you hate it when they do that ?  However I was so grateful  I let his mocking go was just thankful for my White Knight.

Tomorrow will start better. I'm ordering new snow tires.  

Oh and for those of you who invited me to travel across the border to have Thanksgiving Dinner with you - I really did plan to come but now you know why I didn't arrive - Stupid stuck car.  LOL  But I really did appreciate the offers :) 

P.S.  Thanks Michelle for confessing that you also had to get half naked in front of co-workers for your flu shot.  I feel better now!

Bad decisions

Brace yourself, I feel a rant coming over me.  There are a couple of things today that have prompted this rant.  I'm wondering when it became so popular to make bad decisions.  Has society slid so far off the path?

First, this bizarre trend towards reality TV shows.  Not all qualify for this post but there are some that leave me scratching my head.  I stand before you and state that I have NEVER watched an episode of The Bachelor or The Bachelorette.  My primary source of knowledge is from news stories, commercial promos or water cooler talk at the office.   I have never understood young women (or men for that matter) that compete on televison to "test drive" 25 strangers over a period of a few weeks to find their life mate.   And once the show is over and the relationship shockingly collapses, everyone is shocked that it didn't work out.   Seriously???

Tonight I watched a promo for The Bachelor Pad.  I don't know enough about the show to explain the premise accurately but I think its similar to the Bachelor but along with all the "test driving" there is a bonus of $250,000 to the winner.  The part of the news story that horrified me was the women were lined up in bikinis while the men pelted the ugliest one with paint filled eggs.   Again, I ask........Seriously??   Humilation, degradation, etc  but Hey, there's a quarter million on the line so I guess its OK .    Bahhhhhh.

Rant - Part 2

Yesterday a young woman fell to her death at Niagara Falls.  She was sitting on the railing, with her legs hanging over, to get her photo taken and lost her balance.  There are signs, warnings, security etc, yet people continue to hang over the railing.  So today, naturally there were multiple news crews on the site to cover the tragedy as searchers continue to look for her body.  A reporter captured another young woman doing the exact same thing.  She was maybe 20-25 years old.   He asked her if she had heard of the tragedy.  Yes, she says she heard about it.   So he then asks her why she would do the same thing today, knowing the risks.   She smiles, giggles and says well "I feel bad but I just wanted a quick picture and its no big deal".   NO BIG DEAL.............Seriously???

Each year during Hurricane/Tropical Storm season, dozens of people flock to Peggy's Cove to watch the ferocious waves crash up on the rocks around the famous lighthouse.  There are warnings and depending on the severity of the storm,  Police Officers have been placed there to deter people from putting their lives in danger.   Every single year someone gets swept into the sea, and rescuers risk their own lifes to save these morons.  Last year, a rescuer lost his life trying to save someone who refused to heed the warnings.

OK, that's enough.  I'm done ranting for tonight.  I wonder if this train of thought has anything to do with the longest Monday afer vacation ever??  Yes, it was not an easy first day back to work.  :)     

Wednesday Word of the Week

Ferocious

fe·ro·cious   [fuh-roh-shuhs]

–adjective


1. savagely fierce, as a wild beast, person, action, or aspect; violently cruel: a ferocious beating.


2. extreme or intense: a ferocious thirst.

OK, I have been on a diet since Sunday.  No treats, no snacks, no over-flowing plates, no sugar.
 
Quite frankly, when I'm hungry and off sugar it just makes me mean --- like ferocious, mad dog mean.
 

I had the day off today.  I had an appointment in Moncton and planned to spend a relaxing day shopping.   Well, that was the plan before this stupid diet idea.  I avoided the food court because I was scared I might turn ferocious and knock some old lady down for a cookie.   And what is the deal with baby strollers now that are the size of a Volkswagon Beetle??  Good Grief - get out of my way --- I'm on a friggin diet and I'm in a mood.....

Thank goodness no drivers cut me off on the way home because I seriously might have chased them down.
 
I want a cookie........................ or an entire bag of chips............................

Lets hope I lose these ten pounds quickly or things could get ferociously ugly.

P.S.  Thanks for all you who visit Miss The Sea's blog.  Blogging is so much more fun when you have some followers and comments. 

Monday and O.P.M.'s

Another Monday ~~~~ and another opportunity to deal with O.P.M.'s

If you remember from a previous post - Other People Moods

As if Mondays aren't difficult enough with adding that crap to the mix.

Somedays I feel like going outside and checking the sign on the front of the building.  It is a professional office......NOT a day-care center.

Leave your garbage at the door - If you can't play nice on the playground then skip recess and stay at your desk.......Monday bullsh@# !!

Blah, blah, blah.  So in the spirit of Monday here are a few other Monday images that seem appropriate

Don't I look pretty on Monday mornings??  Hello Tuesday - I have a road trip! 

Downhill

Warning: Big rant ahead.  One of the difficult things about Alzheimers - as a caregiver - is that Mom cannot tell us when something is wrong.  Unless the symptoms are glaringly obvious we just have to wing it.

Last night as I was putting her pyjamas on I noticed an issue with her feet and ankles.  We put her to bed with her feet on a pillow and hoped that the morning would be better.  It wasn't .  And of course you question yourself all night - Am I doing the right thing? Should I bundle her up in the middle of the night and head to the ER? etc etc.

So after a restless sleep I checked her this morning and they were still the same.  I called her family doctors office and explained and it was suggested we go to the ER.  Now spending any amount of time in a waiting room with an alzheimers patient is no fun.  They don't understand, you can't reason with them and when they get restless there isn't much you can do.

When we arrived at the ER the waiting room was full, except for 3 empty chairs.  We waited and waited while more people came in. We waited 6 hours.   Six hours with alzheimers is more like 24 hours.  We hadn't eaten all day and mom hadn't taken her pills.  Within the 2nd hour the waiting room was now standing room only.  If you left your chair - you lost it.  So that meant we couldn't even go to the washroom.  And I couldn't get up and leave her as there was not one person in that room that looked responsible enough to leave Mom with for 5 minutes.  Seriously....it was the shallow end of the gene pool in there.

After 6 hours of waiting we still had not seen a doctor.  I had enough.  A wicked headache had taken hold and I just couldn't control Mom anymore.  We left and came home.  There were still 4 people in the waiting room who had been there longer than us.  There was an 89 year old man slumped over in a wheelchair who had been there, in that position, for 3 hours.   It was disgusting.

Desperate - Part 2

When the going gets tough, the tough get.......  (you will have to wait a little further down the post to find out) 

So here is the Desperate Update - I still have the darn leak.  Mr. Friggin Disappearing Handyman is wherever - Whatever!! Who needs him - I have a new package of diapers!  

Today I kind of "cracked".  When I woke up it was snowing.  Not alot but at this point any tiny flake that falls from the sky now is enough to send me over the edge.  Then as I walked towards the leaking pantry, the first thing I saw was a giant wet spot on the carpet.  Arrrrgh, I panicked that the leaky window had now spread to the ceiling but then I saw my tupperware tower had collapsed in the night and spilled on the floor.   A mess but so much better than the roof falling in!

I guess between the weather, work, the leaky window (now on the 5th day) I have had enough and by lunch time I was on the verge of tears.  No special reason - just at the edge.

So......when the going gets tough, the tough......call for a Spa Treatment!  I called looking for a massage appointment.  There were none until the end of the week.  I begged - even suggesting she bump someone.  OK I didn't mean to really bump someone but it was worth a try.   It was the owner of the business who answered the phone and she could tell I was stressed so she offered me a 1 hr facial appointment right after work - with a 15% discount.  SOLD

Ooooh it was so perfect and I feel so much better.  When I finished the treatment I got more good news.  She said she had changed her mind - and gave me a 25% discount on the facial.  SWEET!!!

I think I need to do things like this more often.  Fed up, disgusted, down in the dumps......call a Spa!

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Desperate times call for desperate measures

Drip......drip......drip......Is there anything more annoying than a constant drip? 

And guess who didn't show up again today?  Mr. Handyman is seriously on my list!!  I called him Friday, and twice on Saturday.  Today I just sent him evil nasty vibes through my mind.

We did get much less snow than was expected but then the freezing drizzle came and then just drizzle.  So, not ideal conditions to alleviate the leak.

At this point there are about 5 different drip spots and because the window ledge is narrow it is difficult to positions things in the right spot to catch them all.  So this is what I came up with yesterday

What a mess eh!  I have been replacing the towels every couple hours.  I hate having the wet towels laying on the wood but didn't have much choice. 

This morning, as I was fretting, I thought "if only there was something absorbent yet leak proof that would protect the wood frame".   And then the next commerial on the television was for.................

DIAPERS



Genius, right?   So as soon as Wal-Mart opened I bought a pack and have been "changing diapers" all day.    Can you imagine?  But it works great.  I have the window ledge lined with Pampers!   Yes, I am a classy gal! 

I have hooked some more crazy squares and tried to fill in a bit of the background.  I had some very dark plum (almost black) but I don't like it at all.  I left a small section in and will try to find something else this week.  Then I'll look at both options.

If anyone has any suggestions for a background color, I would love to hear it.

Well, better go change my window diapers again.

Neighbors

I have spent a lot of time today thinking about neighbors.  I still live on the same street I grew up in.  It is an older neighborhood and although it has changed somewhat over the years, I am blessed that we have several wonderful families who have lived around us for years.

It is a group of people who still help each other.  I know whenever our family has been touched by serious illness or death, the neighbors have rallied behind us.  A few are always on hand if we have a last minute emergency to come over and watch Mom for a few hours etc.

This morning as I sat down with my morning coffee and the newspaper I read a story that sickened me.  A  66 year old woman from Toronto with dementia wandered outside in the night and eventually was found dead in a driveway.  You can read the story here.

This alone is sad, however reports say that neighbors heard her screams and nobody - not one person - called 911 or even bothered to investigate on their own.   I find this so disturbing.  I cannot imagine the grief that her family is feeling right now.  And also I cannot imagine how these neighbors must be feeling. 

Do you know your neighbors?

My word of the day

Today it seemed that the one word that crossed my mind, passed my lips, or was sarcastically muttered under my breath was.....WHATEVER. 

Yes I know, not the most mature of words.  Perhaps it is just the "January Blahs" that has taken over me.   I am tired of winter for one thing.  I don't enjoy the cold or the snow and ice.  And I have never understood winter sports.  Skiing???  Since when is strapping two sticks to your feet and hurling yourself down the side of a mountain a sensible thing to do?    It will sound cliche, but I'm the type who thinks it is more fun to dress up in cool ski outfit, toss some loose snow on yourself and then head into the lodge and take up a chair near the roaring fire with a nice drink! 

I think maybe my tolerance level gets short (OK, shorter) this time of year.  I can't get wrapped up in O.P.M's (other people's moods) either.  I have too much going on at home and work to get  caught up in someone elses mood.  By mid morning I was scared that my "Whatevers" might escape my mouth at the wrong moment so I spent most of the day with my door closed.  I actually got alot of work done that way.  But I find it tends to make people nervous when HR has the door closed.  I could almost hear some of them thinking..."What is she up to in there?"  But today that just added to the entertainment!  (I know, mean!)

Or perhaps it was the early morning shovelling that made me feel like someone peed in my cornflakes this morning.  We did keep our electricity last night but a fair amount of snow fell.  I took these pictures last night around 9pm from my back door.

Just so I end this post on a positive note --  I tried the milk toast.  Not bad at all.  I opted for the sugar version as opposed to the pepper. (Yeah - big surprise I opted for sugar....lol)

Work, for real this time

After yesterdays lazy-themed post I decided to get up early and get cracking!  First thing I did was give us a break from the turkey leftovers and made a quick meatloaf.  It was a nice change of pace.

It wasn't long before the "Golden Girls" got up and Auntie had a hair appointment.  I didn't get the front of her car completely shoveled out the other day before it froze, but the back was clear.  As she was leaving I told her to just back straight out and not turn the wheels.  And then I watched in the window.   Did she listen???   Noooooo.  She turned the wheels and put it in drive.   And Yes, she got herself stuck.  I watched her spin, and spin, and spin - all the while thinking ---"I TOLD YOU SO"

So, I got dressed and went out and that stupid car would not move.  After a minute she went back in the house.  I thought - good idea - stay in the sun porch til I get the car moved.  I was making some progress and had just got a little momentum and was ready to tramp on the gas pedal ......when she comes back out with a shovel and stood in front of the car!!!!   Un- freaking-believable!   I slammed on the brakes but for a split second I thought "no jury would convict me".  (kidding.....sort of)    Let me tell you - the air was blue inside the car - my lips were just-a-flapping!

That was the last straw.  I told her to get in my car and I would drive her.  It was only a couple of streets away and Mom was locked inside the house.  When I got back I was still mad and determined to move that stupid car.   The wheels were spinning and smoking and I didn't care.  Then I see a young man coming up the street.  Geez, he will think I a dumb woman driver!  Anyway, he walked in the driveway and pushed me out.   What a sweet young man.  But Auntie is still in the dog-house with me!

I took out my frustration on my closet next.  I ended up taking 2 large garbage bags to the Thrift Store Drop Off and 1 bag is destined for the curb.  In between throw in 4 loads of laundry, put half of the gifts away from under the tree, and then we had 2 different car-loads of visitors before supper.   And in the Maritime way - visitors all get served tea and crumpets.  Just like going to Deanne's shop - you get offered a cup of tea!  I did dishes 5 times today! 

So I think I made up for my lazy day yesterday.

To answer a couple of questions asked lately:
1) A neighbor checked our beach and my cottage is OK.  We are on the high side of the road and the majority of damage was on the other side of the lane.   Whew!
2) The Kindle - Well, it fell through.  Apparently the wife committed it to a family member.  (This is another reason to stay single - hahaha)  I guess that is just another excuse to get an IPAD.  lol

The good, the bad, and the ugly

I have had all three before 10:00am.  First the good - I arrived at work this morning to find a small basket on my desk with money.  At the beginning of this season's Survivor show we did an office pool.  We paid money and drew names of the contestants.  I have never watched the show but apparently my guy "Jud" won last night.  That was a nice bonus.  (It will buy a couple more bottles of wine LOL)

Then the first of the Monday Morning reports arrived at 8:42am - Bill again.  But Dawn followed behind at 8:43am.  She just missed the lead by a minute!  I had ALL reports by 9:08am.  My devious little plan is working!!

Now for the combo - this one is all three - good, bad and ugly!  The receptionist called me to say I had a C.O.D. delivery at the front desk.  That's odd because the only thing I was expecting was the much anticipated cutterhead but I had it delivered to my home address.  Hmmmmm?  I went downstairs and it was the cutterhead!!  The joy of living in a small town - the delivery guy knew me so he brought it straight to my office.

Here comes the Bad and the Ugly part.  I had to pay $60.11 to get the package!!   OMG, I was not a happy camper.  I have bought many things from the US and this has never happened.   That is over 40% of the purchase price added on. 

Arrgh! I am trying not to get so wound up about it.  I think this is probably one of those situations where the seller tried to do the right thing to remedy the shipping error and I am hoping that she didn't realize I would be goudged on the the other end.   But after all the hype, it is finally here and I am sour with it.   Whoopie!!

UPDATE:  It is worse than I thought.  I just checked the paperwork and the shipper only listed the value of the item at $100 so I paid 60% on top of the purchase price.   Arrrgh!  Not a huge fan of UPS at the moment!!

My day off

I took the day off work today to catch up on some holiday chores and try to make sure I meet my self imposed deadline of "no stores by December 20th".   I had ordered a couple of specialty items that had to be picked up in Moncton (about 40 minutes away) so I hit the road first thing this morning.  One of the items was at Costco.  I hate that place.  Its so busy and crowded and just a pain in the butt.  So as I was getting close to the building I started getting that Yucky feeling but hoped I could just get in and out quick.  (Yeah, right)

Anyway, I am about to turn into the parking lot.  There are 2 lanes of traffic that merge into one leading to the parking.  Now, the standard practice for this traffic situation is usually a give and go thing.  One car goes and then lets the next merge etc.  So it's my turn to merge..................and this sweet looking little old lady in a gold Toyota, looks in my face..........and then tramps on the gas pedal and CUTS ME OFF!

WELL.......My mouth flew open and I sat there for a second stunned (and then majorly ticked off) and I looked and the man in the truck behind her was losing his mind laughing!!  He waved for me to pull out - still laughing.

The sweet old lady (I mean old bat) pulled into a parking space and I pulled in 2 spaces over.  I was thinking to myself "you might have gotten in the parking lot first, but I'll be getting in the store first!"  The laughing man in the truck pulled in beside me and must have seen the devious look on my  face and whispered "we can race her".   I swear I might have knocked her over if I had to!  LOL

Then after I fought my way through a couple of stores, my phone beeped.  A friend of mine was in Moncton also so we arranged to meet for a bit at a cafe.  I had the most yummy Candy Cane Hot Chocolate and a giant ginger cookie.

That was a perfect break to re-energize me for a few more stores.  Then I arrived back home and delivered a special gift.  Five years ago I lost a dear friend tragically just before Christmas.  Ever since then I deliver a special gift to her Mom.  I guess its my way of showing her I still remember her daughter and also I  kind of think I'm giving her the gift that Carrie isn't here to deliver.   Sappy eh!  But this is the first time we didn't cry during the delivery.  I think that is progress.

I have updated the adventures of my travelling cutterhead.  Its getting funnier and funnier.  I not sure if UPS updates their tracking on the weekend but I will keep you all posted. 

World Traveller

Holy cow!  I bet that when my cutterhead finally does arrive, it will qualify as a world traveller.

I am having way to much fun following the UPS tracker information.  It is almost unbelievable!   Follow along on the top of my sidebar as we watch this package go all over the place.....everywhere but here, it seems. 

Ahhh, isn't it a little sad that this is entertaining me so much??  LOL