My sisters and I have put our shingle out.....
You can find us at: www.sist3rs.blogspot.com
Have a great day!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Bigger and Better Things....
My mom said to me a few days ago how sad she was at my sister's decision to remove her blog post 'Earth to Danie'...
Mom said how it was one of the first things she did once she grabbed her coffee, was to sit down at the computer and check up on my blog, Niq's, and Danie's.
Well, we've decided to make it easy for you Mom.....
....stay tuned for more info!
Mom said how it was one of the first things she did once she grabbed her coffee, was to sit down at the computer and check up on my blog, Niq's, and Danie's.
Well, we've decided to make it easy for you Mom.....
....stay tuned for more info!
Friday, August 21, 2009
If Today Was Your Last Day....
I'd have to say Nickelback is one of my favorite bands, fast approaching 'Hip' status in my brain. After listening to the lyrics of their most recent radio hit, I'm thinking maybe I should get this cross-stitched...
My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day's a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less traveled by
That first step you take is the longest stride
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day
Against the grain should be a way of life
What's worth the prize is always worth the fight
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try
So live like you'll never live it twice
Don't take the free ride in your own life
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day
If today was your last day
Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?
You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars
Regardless of who you are
So do whatever it takes
'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life
Let nothin' stand in your way
Cause the hands of time are never on your side
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Deep Thoughts....by Me on Respectfulness
I seem to have a lot of questions this week...
So.
Is it possible to be respectful of authority yet irreverent at the same time?
Respectfully irreverent?
Irreverently respectful?
So.
Is it possible to be respectful of authority yet irreverent at the same time?
Respectfully irreverent?
Irreverently respectful?
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Poor Miss Catherine....
As a followup to yesterday's post -
We're driving in the car this morning, Paden pffftttting all the way - so I reach over and tickle his collar bone as only a mother can do while saying 'cut it out little monkey'...
He squeals and says, 'but Moooommmmm, you should see Letrell - he does it WAY louder'...
Hmm, and how did Letrell know how to pfffft with his pits?
'I taught him,' he says proudly.
Hmm, and did you show all the boys how to do that at dayschool?
MMhhhmmmm!!!
...the upside being that at least they don't stink, but I can't help feeling sorry for Miss Catherine having to listen to the musical stylings of 10 elementary boys pffftttting all day long....!!!
We're driving in the car this morning, Paden pffftttting all the way - so I reach over and tickle his collar bone as only a mother can do while saying 'cut it out little monkey'...
He squeals and says, 'but Moooommmmm, you should see Letrell - he does it WAY louder'...
Hmm, and how did Letrell know how to pfffft with his pits?
'I taught him,' he says proudly.
Hmm, and did you show all the boys how to do that at dayschool?
MMhhhmmmm!!!
...the upside being that at least they don't stink, but I can't help feeling sorry for Miss Catherine having to listen to the musical stylings of 10 elementary boys pffftttting all day long....!!!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Thank You Riley & Coco...
A quick little note to send 'props' out to Riley and Coco....being influences in the life of my young and impressionable son Paden - teaching him the things that are important in this world to an almost seven year old...
Yes - what every mother longs to hear first thing in the morning.....
The Pfffft......Ppffffft...Pppfffft, pfffft, ppppffftttt!!!!! of body farts under the arms and behind the knees.... "Hey Mom!!!! Is this kewl or what??!!!!".....(what, comes to mind...)
Music to my ears.....thank you boys....thank you thank you thank you..... LOL
Yes - what every mother longs to hear first thing in the morning.....
The Pfffft......Ppffffft...Pppfffft, pfffft, ppppffftttt!!!!! of body farts under the arms and behind the knees.... "Hey Mom!!!! Is this kewl or what??!!!!".....(what, comes to mind...)
Music to my ears.....thank you boys....thank you thank you thank you..... LOL
Monday, August 17, 2009
Question of the Day....
On the inside door of the washroom stall where I work is this lovely little sticker that shows you 'How to Wash Your Hands Properly With Soap and Water'. Big details, step by step...you get the idea...
So here's my question (based on the sticker)...it says 'wash hands with clean soap'...
Is it possible for soap to be dirty? Is it? Is not soap inherently clean?
So here's my question (based on the sticker)...it says 'wash hands with clean soap'...
Is it possible for soap to be dirty? Is it? Is not soap inherently clean?
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Happiness Is...a fair fight
I came across this article on MSN while on my lunch break and thought it was a great article...it helps to have a few tips and tricks when in an argument, because if, like me, you become so emotionally involved that your language skills go straight out the window...well, that and the fact that anyone who knows me knows how competitive I am and I'll take any edge I can get...heh heh...Check out Gretchen Rubin's the Happiness Project for more....
23 Phrases to Help You Fight Right
Posted Wednesday, August 05, 2009 6:24 AM By Gretchen Rubin
Every Wednesday is Tip Day.This Wednesday: 23 phrases to help you fight right.
Almost all couples fight; the secret is to fight right. I’ve posted about what not to say during a fight. Here are some phrases that actually help.
I review this list from time to time so that when I’m arguing with my husband, I remember the phrases that help me fight right. Recently, for instance, I was angry at him for showing, I thought, a lack of respect for my priorities. So I waited until a good moment (this itself is tough for me) and said, “I need you to listen. This is important to me.” From his startled expression, he clearly thought I was starting a fight; but by warning him that I needed him to respond carefully, we managed to avoid a fight altogether.
When my husband and I do argue, I find that the single best technique to apply is humor. If one of us can laugh and joke around, the angry mood lifts instantly. But during an argument, my sense of humor is the first thing to go.
Failing that strategy, here are 23 phrases that help turn down the heat of anger:
Wait, can I take that back? You don’t have to solve this—it helps me just to talk to you. This is important to me. Please listen. I overreacted. I see you’re in a tough position. I can see my part in this. I hadn’t thought of it that way before. I could be wrong. Let’s agree to disagree on that. This isn’t just your problem; it’s our problem. I’m feeling unappreciated. [Always, my craving for gold stars!] We’re getting off the subject. You’ve convinced me. Let’s take a break for a few minutes. [If you can remember to do this, it’s extremely effective—especially if you’re having a big fight. After a break, it’s almost impossible to go back to yelling.] Please keep talking to me. I realize it's not your fault. That came out all wrong. I see how I contributed to the problem. What are we really fighting about? How can I make things better? I’m sorry. I love you.
I actually get tears in my eyes when I read this list. Such is the uplifting power of fighting right.
Also, to fight right, it’s very important to respond well if your sweetheart makes a repair attempt—the technical term for a gesture of reconciliation and love. Don’t rebuff a repair attempt!
What other strategies or phrases have helped you fight right?
* A thoughtful reader sent me the link to an excellent blog Half Full, about "the science of raising happy kids."
* If you like the blog, you'll love the book! It's not just a collection of touched-up blog posts, I promise. Pre-order The Happiness Project now!
23 Phrases to Help You Fight Right
Posted Wednesday, August 05, 2009 6:24 AM By Gretchen Rubin
Every Wednesday is Tip Day.This Wednesday: 23 phrases to help you fight right.
Almost all couples fight; the secret is to fight right. I’ve posted about what not to say during a fight. Here are some phrases that actually help.
I review this list from time to time so that when I’m arguing with my husband, I remember the phrases that help me fight right. Recently, for instance, I was angry at him for showing, I thought, a lack of respect for my priorities. So I waited until a good moment (this itself is tough for me) and said, “I need you to listen. This is important to me.” From his startled expression, he clearly thought I was starting a fight; but by warning him that I needed him to respond carefully, we managed to avoid a fight altogether.
When my husband and I do argue, I find that the single best technique to apply is humor. If one of us can laugh and joke around, the angry mood lifts instantly. But during an argument, my sense of humor is the first thing to go.
Failing that strategy, here are 23 phrases that help turn down the heat of anger:
- Please try to understand my point of view.
I actually get tears in my eyes when I read this list. Such is the uplifting power of fighting right.
Also, to fight right, it’s very important to respond well if your sweetheart makes a repair attempt—the technical term for a gesture of reconciliation and love. Don’t rebuff a repair attempt!
What other strategies or phrases have helped you fight right?
* A thoughtful reader sent me the link to an excellent blog Half Full, about "the science of raising happy kids."
* If you like the blog, you'll love the book! It's not just a collection of touched-up blog posts, I promise. Pre-order The Happiness Project now!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Silly Superstition...
There's been many a time that I've heard, "Things happen in threes"...
Now I'm not as superstitious, say, as a professional athlete (you know, the guys that don't cut their beards or wash the ginch for the whole playoff season....ew!)...but I will say I'm the first to toss the salt over my left shoulder if the shaker topples on the table...heh heh...
Here's a few....
Now I'm not as superstitious, say, as a professional athlete (you know, the guys that don't cut their beards or wash the ginch for the whole playoff season....ew!)...but I will say I'm the first to toss the salt over my left shoulder if the shaker topples on the table...heh heh...
Here's a few....
Friday the thirteenth is an unlucky day
A rabbit's foot brings good luck ------------------->hmm, not so lucky for the rabbit...
An apple a day keeps the doctor away ------------>so say all the apple farmers...
To find a four-leaf clover is to find good luck
If you walk under a ladder, you will have bad luck
If a black cat crosses your path you will have bad luck
To break a mirror will bring you seven years bad luck
To open an umbrella in the house is to bring bad luck
To find a horseshoe brings good luck
Step on a crack, break your mother's back
You can break a bad luck spell by turning seven times in a clockwise circle
Garlic protects from evil spirits and vampires
Our fate is written in the stars
At the end of a rainbow is a pot of gold
Clothes worn inside out will bring good luck
Wearing your birthstone will bring you good luck
If you blow out all of the candles on your birthday cake with the first breath you will get whatever you wish for
To have a wish come true using a wishbone, two people make a wish, then take hold of each end of the bone and pull it until it separates. The person with the longer end gets his or her wish
An itchy palm means money will come your way
A beginner will always have good luck: beginner's luck
A cat has nine lives
Eating fish makes you smart
Toads cause warts
A cricket in the house brings good luck
Crossing your fingers helps to avoid bad luck and helps a wish come true
It is bad luck to sing at the table
It is bad luck to sleep on a table
After receiving a container of food, the container should never be returned empty
A lock of hair from a baby's first haircut should be kept for good luck
A bird that comes in your window brings bad luck ----> bird hitting the window, bad for bird.
To refuse a kiss under mistletoe causes bad luck
Goldfish in the pond bring good luck
Goldfish in the house bring bad luck
For good luck, wear new clothes on Easter
An acorn at the window can keep lightning out of the house
If the bottom of your feet itch, you will make a trip ---->that or you forgot to 'off ' your feet and got bit by a mosquito....
When a dog howls, death is near ----> it is for the dog if it's howling next to my window, right Dan???...
It is bad luck to chase someone with a broom
A sailor wearing an earring cannot drown ----> is that because he's light in the loafers?
To find a penny heads up, brings good luck
To cure a sty, rub it with a gold wedding band
Animals can talk at midnight on Christmas Eve
A drowned woman floats face up, a drowned man floats face down ---->unless the man's a boob apparently...
A person cannot drown before going under three times
To drop a fork means a woman will visit
To drop a knife means a man will visit
To drop a spoon means a child will visit
To drop a dishcloth means bad luck is coming
If you shiver, someone is casting a shadow on your grave
To make a happy marriage, the bride must wear: something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue
The wedding veil protects the bride from the evil eye ----> of the mother-in-law.....
Washing a car will bring rain
You must get out of bed on the same side you got in on or you will have bad luck
Evil spirits cannot harm you when you are standing in a circle
A cat will try to take the breath from a baby
Warm hands, cold heart
Cold hands, warm heart
It is unlucky to rock an empty rocking chair
To kill an albatross is to cause bad luck to the ship and all upon it
Wearing an opal when it is not your birthstone is bad luck
Smell dandelions, wet the bed
To give someone a purse or wallet without money in it will bring that person bad luck
A forked branch, held with a fork in each hand, will dip and point when it passes over water
Well, there you have it, I'm sure you can think of a few more.....Next Friday the 13th is November....
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Wave That Flag...
We have a saying in our family, delightfully coined by my precocious nephew, HeHeely, called an 'Ass Flag' moment...ah yes, wave that flag!!!! I swear, we could have our own little united nations at the front of our house with all our little ass flag moments...right now, to put it in perspective, you know the flag that hangs outside the Irving truck stop on the way to Nova Scotia (um hm, huge - ginormous - way big)
So I'm packing up our stuff after a wonderful 12 day vacation back east with my family... I go into the zippered compartment to grab our passports.... - GASP! no passports!! Where are the passports??!!!! ok, don't panic, I'm sure they're somewhere (well, of course they're somewhere, but definitely NOT where they should have been nor where I expected them to be)....
Ok, take a deep breath, I'm sure you put them in a safe place, just take a moment and think...think where you last had them....they should BE in my carryon dammit....argh!!!!
Mom, have you seen my passports? (Ok, THAT in itself is an ass flag moment, I should have just kept my mouth shut because now I can physically see my mother's blood pressure beginning to rise as she slowly slides into a semi-nervous panic attack)...breathe Mom...
Can.not.find.them....snap! (that's not really what I said, but c'mon folks let's try to keep it clean!)
I phone Westjet (luv those guys...except when they put you on hold for 10 minutes then inadvertently cut you off...)... now I feel my pressure on the rise.....big sigh, phone again...at least they don't give the cheezy elevator music, instead it's this guy trying to be funny and sometimes succeeding, but puh-leez I am not in the mood for humor at this particular moment in time....
...no they have not had them turned in, and yes you can fly within the country without a passport...well then, thank goodness I don't need to call my boss and tell her I'm stuck in NB and will have to take the train back to Alberta!!!
By now my mother is laying on the bed (after emptying out the entire contents of three suitcases in an attempt to find my passports, to which I have to RE-pack them again...) trying to slow down her breathing....don't worry mom, you won't be stuck with me for another 12 days...heh heh....like she would mind that....
What if they were stolen? How the he// would that happen?? They MUST be somewhere (*insert comment from above*)...
Well, I'm not going to worry about it, at least we can get on the plane...but of course, if you know me at all, this little glitch is circling in my mind ALL the way to the airport, AT the airport, ALL the way home (which was a 7 hour flight, on top of the two hours it was delayed)...you get the idea...
Now - keep in mind I've been back home since the 29th...my brain is dizzy from all the circling...
Un-pack, look again, think - empty purse, look again, think....snap!!!
Should I cancel my passports? Geez, not if I can help it....trying to get all that documentation together again plus all the signatures and hoop jumping (not a good hoop jumper..)...
...and then.....the CALL!!!!...'Excuse me, we have your passports at the EIA'... Glory be!!! (because....seriously, I had picked up the phone and called the passport office just today, then hung the phone up again - I just couldn't bring myself to cancel them)...
I'm going to patent something akin to those lovely little mitties my auntie use to make me when I was a little girl - you know, the ones with the little strings that go through the arms so you don't lose them???....
So I'm packing up our stuff after a wonderful 12 day vacation back east with my family... I go into the zippered compartment to grab our passports.... - GASP! no passports!! Where are the passports??!!!! ok, don't panic, I'm sure they're somewhere (well, of course they're somewhere, but definitely NOT where they should have been nor where I expected them to be)....
Ok, take a deep breath, I'm sure you put them in a safe place, just take a moment and think...think where you last had them....they should BE in my carryon dammit....argh!!!!
Mom, have you seen my passports? (Ok, THAT in itself is an ass flag moment, I should have just kept my mouth shut because now I can physically see my mother's blood pressure beginning to rise as she slowly slides into a semi-nervous panic attack)...breathe Mom...
Can.not.find.them....snap! (that's not really what I said, but c'mon folks let's try to keep it clean!)
I phone Westjet (luv those guys...except when they put you on hold for 10 minutes then inadvertently cut you off...)... now I feel my pressure on the rise.....big sigh, phone again...at least they don't give the cheezy elevator music, instead it's this guy trying to be funny and sometimes succeeding, but puh-leez I am not in the mood for humor at this particular moment in time....
...no they have not had them turned in, and yes you can fly within the country without a passport...well then, thank goodness I don't need to call my boss and tell her I'm stuck in NB and will have to take the train back to Alberta!!!
By now my mother is laying on the bed (after emptying out the entire contents of three suitcases in an attempt to find my passports, to which I have to RE-pack them again...) trying to slow down her breathing....don't worry mom, you won't be stuck with me for another 12 days...heh heh....like she would mind that....
What if they were stolen? How the he// would that happen?? They MUST be somewhere (*insert comment from above*)...
Well, I'm not going to worry about it, at least we can get on the plane...but of course, if you know me at all, this little glitch is circling in my mind ALL the way to the airport, AT the airport, ALL the way home (which was a 7 hour flight, on top of the two hours it was delayed)...you get the idea...
Now - keep in mind I've been back home since the 29th...my brain is dizzy from all the circling...
Un-pack, look again, think - empty purse, look again, think....snap!!!
Should I cancel my passports? Geez, not if I can help it....trying to get all that documentation together again plus all the signatures and hoop jumping (not a good hoop jumper..)...
...and then.....the CALL!!!!...'Excuse me, we have your passports at the EIA'... Glory be!!! (because....seriously, I had picked up the phone and called the passport office just today, then hung the phone up again - I just couldn't bring myself to cancel them)...
I'm going to patent something akin to those lovely little mitties my auntie use to make me when I was a little girl - you know, the ones with the little strings that go through the arms so you don't lose them???....
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Deep Observations....by Me on Human Nature
This could also be a running post as it never ceases to amaze me how 'seriously dazed' some people can be...
So I'm at the Subway grabbing lunch....and let me tell you, this particular location is a well oiled machine. They have 5 people on the counter - one to take the order and grab the bread and meat, two people for condiments, one to wrap and one to check you out (not physically of course, but to take your money and wish you a happy day)...
I was probably about 10th in line, with no worries as they get you through pretty quick. Of course, as any 'normal' human would do, I was looking at the menu while I was in line so I would know what I wanted when I got to the counter...
Not the guy in front of me however...I kid you not when I say, he gets to the counter, the guy says 'what can I get for you today?', and he actually had the nerve to say, 'um, let me think'....
Ya think??!!! If this guy had two braincells to rub together he'd have been dangerous. I have to say though, the guy on the other side of the counter kinda gave this exasperated laugh and said, 'sure, take your time' - as he's looking around brain boy to the waiting customers patiently standing in line during their lunch time...
I'm not sure which was worse - this guy, or the one last week at the Tim Hortons who couldn't decide whether he wanted a crueller or a double dip.....dip alright....heh heh....
So I'm at the Subway grabbing lunch....and let me tell you, this particular location is a well oiled machine. They have 5 people on the counter - one to take the order and grab the bread and meat, two people for condiments, one to wrap and one to check you out (not physically of course, but to take your money and wish you a happy day)...
I was probably about 10th in line, with no worries as they get you through pretty quick. Of course, as any 'normal' human would do, I was looking at the menu while I was in line so I would know what I wanted when I got to the counter...
Not the guy in front of me however...I kid you not when I say, he gets to the counter, the guy says 'what can I get for you today?', and he actually had the nerve to say, 'um, let me think'....
Ya think??!!! If this guy had two braincells to rub together he'd have been dangerous. I have to say though, the guy on the other side of the counter kinda gave this exasperated laugh and said, 'sure, take your time' - as he's looking around brain boy to the waiting customers patiently standing in line during their lunch time...
I'm not sure which was worse - this guy, or the one last week at the Tim Hortons who couldn't decide whether he wanted a crueller or a double dip.....dip alright....heh heh....
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