Maybe Andy did it?

Dates with friends are the best. Wednesday afternoon Jenny (thanks for the ticket m'love!), Dan (thanks for the previous Leonard Cohen ticket!) and I boarded the mighty greyhound with a bag of semi warm Coors Lights and made our way to Toronto to see U2. Traffic was fucked. I think it took about 3.5 hours to get there. I typically try to avoid bus johns but after a large coffee and several beers I had to grin and bear it. Sorry RimMan for slapping you in the face but really, you could have been friendlier about it. Anyhoo...FINALLY made it (missed SnowPatrol) and considering we started out with shitty tickets we actually made it to about 30-40 feet center stage. I was right behind a group of rather burly doodes who were not having it when folks tried to make their way closer to the stage so there were a few moments where I honestly thought I would going to get punched by accident. I thought at one point that Jenny grabbed my boob...I asked later and confirmed that she did not. What I did love though was her very matter of fact reply "No, maybe Andy did it". HAHAHA..Jenny, for the record...if your boyfriend ever cups my spectacular breasts and gives them a squeeze I might request a spicier response! So, who the hell knows who copped a feel. F-ing pigs.

I ate just about the best street meat in the world even though there was not a hot pepper or saurkraut in sight. I am still thinking about it.

So that's that!

Dear God

If you make me well by Monday I vow to stop thinking filthy, filthy things about the super tattooed landscaper down the street. If I am well by tomorrow night I will throw in the 21 year old punk who lives across the street.

I think this is a fair deal.

The birds are singing and I am in love.

I didn't think it was possible to find love again at my age.

I was wrong.

Good morning.

Some days I wake up and think "Wow, I have a lot of kids"

Am I a Transformer?

I was off to the big city on Saturday. The drive up was quite smooth..until I hit Bloor. I sat there for almost an hour creeping ever so slightly while enjoying the sounds of idiots blasting their horns and the roaring of fighter jets flying too close to the ground for my liking. I do not suffer from road rage at.all, however, I was <-> this close to totally losing my shit.

Anyhoo...got to KZ and Corey's and off to a lovely pub we went. I don't typically drink that much but man, were the beers ever going down smoothly. Actually, the round of Jagger shots KZ's old boss got us went down smoothly too!

Back to K & C's and Headbandz (80's edition) ensued. I am kicking myself for not picking it up from the Goodwill for a buck when I saw it...ugh. Anyhoo...good times.

The next day it was off to the beach. While sleeping on the beach with the sun on my back causing irreversible skin damage I was rudely awaken by a little puppy who decided to mount my head. It's owners were horrified...I was delighted. Cutest little thing I have ever seen...this includes my children. In my next life I am going to be a child free dog person.

I of course forgot my camera. Dangit.

These are a few of my favourite things....

Today I had to write 10 post dated cheques. No problem, right? Turns out I not only spelled Contemporary wrong but also misspelled HUNDRED(!?!) incorrectly.

Such is life.

Pretty Bird!!!!

It might be time for me to admit that I thought that Dumb and Dumber was HILARIOUS!! I thought of this scene today at work and almost peed my pants laughing.