On the move!

You know when you have one of those months that once it's over you kinda think "what the hells was that?" Well peeps, that was my September! We all know how crazy fast the summer goes, and of course this year was certainly no different. Nao'r and I had a wonderful summer, making the most out of the time we get to spend with one another. Then September hits and BAM! all of a sudden, people are back from vacation and work picks up (even though it never actually slowed down for the summer), the weather starts to cool, and the days get shorter.

You expect September to come with changes... be it school starting, the aforementioned weather, and the like, but I was NOT expecting this!

So many great things happened for me in September!

It started off with a BANG with me getting the results from my French tests... Exempt in all levels- I NEVER HAVE TO DO THOSE TESTS AGAIN!!! however now everyone thinks I'm a translator... which I assure you, I only got by by the skin of my teeth, so i wouldn't trust my translation.

Then, I get asked to work on a super cool project with the Big Boss. Very very cool opportunity on a topic that's dear to my heart... YAY! Mind you it's in addition to my normal workload of course.

By mid September, I get to see U2... not once, but twice. Concert recaps to follow, I promise. I need to capture those precious moments somewhere. It was magical. Being there with nao'r for one of the shows, and being on the floor, not 20 feet from the stage for the other... MAGICAL!!!

And to finish off the month that was, it's been decided that as a result of nao'r's promotion and transfer, WE are buying a house. And WE are moving to Belleville. On Sept. 30th, WE applied for our pre-approved mortgage and WE are starting off October by going house shopping.

We are over the moon excited and giddy about this. I'm so lucky to have a supportive work environment that is allowing me to continue my job by working out of another location. Nao'r and I will FINALLY be in the same city for the first time in almost 2 and a half years (i.e. our entire relationship)... GEESH I hope Belleville's big enough for the both of us! haha

I'm excited to be in a small city/town again. Don't get me wrong, I love the friends I've made here, and luckily I'll still be working with them, so I'm not really leaving them, but Mississauga's urban jungle just wasn't for me. I always new it was temporary. And I've always known that nao'r was not. I'm just a small town girl at heart, that's why i loved O-town so much!

I'm excited to be able to have the time to commit to a dragon boat team again, not having to put that on hold to travel every weekend (mind you for a good reason).

I'm excited to decorate a house.

I'm excited to cook again (let's face it, me and frozen dinners have become good friends these last few years without a roommate). I'm pretty confident that I'll do the cooking, and nao'r will do the cleaning. I'm going to propose that considering he's very meticulous about the cleaning and I like the cooking. Yep, that will work. Look our first compromise (does it count even if he wasn't involved in it?).

Well that was September for ya! Stay tuned for house news!!!

random procrastination

I need to clean, I need to finish a report, so I'm going to blog since I haven't done so in months. As with most "resurections" of blogging, I'm going to start back with a few random thoughs from my brain.

1. I don't understand why everyone is complaining about how cool it is... So we haven't had smog days, wouldn't you rather be able to breathe in some fresh air? I know, I know, we're Canadian, so we have every right to constantly complain about the weather...

2. I love the blackberry commercials promoting the new U2 tour... or the U2 commercials promoting the new blackberry... whatever way you look at it, all I see is my wonderful Bono singing... only 2 months to the day and I get to see him perform again!

3. What's with the old man hat syndrome going on around town...I'm talking kinda like a fedora, or a straw hat with a ribbon around it, worn by all sorts of men...

4. I really like the new BYP song I got a feeling... it makes me happy. I like how positive it is. Who wouldn't want to hear that before going out for a night. I think this would even a great first dance for a wedding... I'm just throwing it out there...

5. Anyone elese think this has been a really long week? Anyone even bother still reading my blog since i haven't updated it in forever? yeah I didn't think so....

pre-st-patty's

green. dancing. fun. old friends. new friends. lack of sleep. lots of music. an Irish princess. a green sequined bow tie. a blessing by st. patrick. a Guinness float from county dublin.

a beautiful walk down the middle of yonge street and a nap on sunday. dinner with mom. lots of water.

a good pre-st-patty's day weekend.

the grass is showing...

Ok so this week, the weather here in the 'saug has been warming up (don't worry, it's going to be friggin cold this weekend), but it's been lovely temp to walk to work. So much so, that the sun is warming up and I almost broke into a sweat on my way. But I digress.

With the sun, comes the melting of the snow. With the melting of the snow comes the showing of the grass. The grass showing remind me that spring is coming.

Spring. Green (ahem, favourite colour). Sunshine (love it).

Mating season for birds and other animals: SCARY AS HELL.

Yes, walking to work this morning, made my heart pump a little faster, and not out of excitment; out of shear FEAR of the evil Canada Goose during mating season. I'm so not looking forward to it.

Spring is coming... LOOKOUT!!!

UPDATED: The geese are BACK. I saw them, at the corner on the grass. There were four of them. And I heard them flying overhead this morning. They woke me up. This is so not good.

neighbourly sounds

Occasionally I hear what sounds like a marble or two dropping on the floor.

Sometimes I hear the sirens of the fire trucks as they go by, and the sound so the transit bus lowering to assist a passenger to get on.

I don't hear the elevators like I used to when I lived in my apartment in O-town.

Nor do i hear people talking (unless they're on their balcony)

I've heard a drill go off at 10pm (again on the balcony)

But tonight, I'm sitting in the "silence" of my condo, listening to a neighbour practising the saxophone.

I think it's my neighbour from above (the one with the marbles), but it could be the one to the left of me.

All I know is that I love the sweet sound of music... it's like my own private concert!

Well I love it right now... so help me if they are playing when I'm trying to dose off into lala land! oh who am I kidding, I can fall asleep to music too (I do love my sleep!)

In one year...

I've tried
I've cried
I've cheered
I've succeeded
I've learned
I've grown

It's been a year. Can you believe it?

One year ago I moved from Ottawa to the urban jungle aka Mississauga. At work today, I thanked my colleagues and my boss for this past year. I thought about how crazy quick it's felt like, but also thought about how it feels like I've worked with this team for ages.

Do I still have a lot to learn? Hells yeah, but that's the point of working isn't it? Well that and bringing home the bacon. But seriously. When you don't feel growth, either personal or professional, you need to look for not only the reasons why, but how you can create an environment where opportunities can flourish.

Thanks to everyone who's supported me over these last twelve months. I appreciate the words of encouragement, the smiles of support and your hugs of love that have been a part of my journey.

Here's to another great year.

what a weekend!

1. why don't they make smaller jars of pasta sauce? I don't need a big jar. they make various sizes of mayo and peanut butter and even cheez whiz, why not tomato sauce?


2. I think U2's next album will be coming out soon. And I think they'll go on tour. I know neither of these for sure. It's a gut feeling. Only because I heard them twice today. Once in the grocery store and once in Sears.


3. My foot is sore. I hate being a gimp. I walk slow enough with my stumpy legs on a good day, let alone when I have a limp. Not fun. Not in the summer when I should be playing softball and enjoying walking outdoors. Good thing I'm not DB'ing I wouldn't be able drive off my leg.


4. "abso-bloddy-lutely". What a great word. Not nearly as good as Mr. Big's "abso-f'ing-lutely" but great anyway!


5. Nao'r's on vacation. I'm not on vacation. Nuff said.


6. I want to travel- and I want to travel to Europe. mom's heading there for two weeks- leaving on Friday. I want to go so bad.... I'm so excited for her- she's never been and she's going to have a great time! I'm kinda jealous. A lot.


7. I'm going home this weekend to go see my munchkin be a baton twirler in a parade. She's so cute. I can't wait.


8. I'm getting O-town home-sick. I miss that place. I miss the peeps. One of my peeps Robin came to visit me this weekend for a girls weekend. We had a blast drinking wine, shopping on Quuen West, drinking sangria, eating greek food and drinking wine (notice a theme?). We had ana amazing time just walking and talking and lauging- well I was limping, but still, she was a good sport and agreed to rest a time or two. Funny though how it stopped hurting the second we spotted the sale signs. The weekend was so successful Robin even tried on some wedding dresses and I found my pirate weekend costume. SUCCESS indeed!

told you there was wine... On Danforth, Greektown

tired after a day of shopping- on our way home ...but we couldn't resist the view. perhaps we should
have tried a self portrait for this, and not the timer feature...

Thanks for a great weekend Rob- I miss ya tonnes.... xoxo

The goose is on the loose!!!

It's spring. Finally! So yours truly is more often then not using two feet and a heartbeat to make her way to the office. Ah the joys of living 4 blocks from work. Or. So. I. Thought.

This morning, I woke up with an extra spring in my step. Tonight, I'll be making my way to Gananoque for a long weekend with my nao'r whom I haven't seen in three weeks.

And it's sunny. A lovely day indeed.

Now it must be said, i don't have the most serene of walks to work- I mean I do walk along Hurontario, aka Hwy 10, where no one would ever dare jaywalk considering it's 5 lanes wide in it's narrowest part. I happen to walk along is widest parts where it's 10 lanes...and at the corner of a major intersection in Mississauga.

So I'm walking along Hurontario, and I've just passed said major intersection. I can see my condo behind me and my office building ahead. I've just hung up the phone with nao'r, and am already jotting my mental to do list in my head for when I get to my desk and after the first sip of coffee has been ingested.

When all of a sudden I'm attacked by a goose.

(yep you read right)

A Canadian goose.

Attacked me.

(go ahead, laugh... I'll wait)

Twice.

It charged. It hissed. It honked. It flew.

(done lauging?? if you think so, keep reading for the full story)

There I am, minding my own business, walking to work, and out of the corner of my left eye, I see the goose. My he's getting quite close. Oh dear. He's coming. He's hissing. He's ATTACKING!!!

I squeel like the girl that I am. Duck for cover (no pun intended), and start half walking/half running, flailling about in the most ungraceful way along the. busiest. street. in. Mississauga.

Sensing my fear the goose thinks he hasn't had enough of me, so he tries some more. What the hell am I going to do? I can't very well cross the street! Thinking I'm a little safer closer to cars, I do go in that direction, but he keeps coming after me! Luckily for me, my knight in shiney jogging suit arrives with broom in tow and helps out this damsel in distress. He comes from the parking lot above and shoos the bird away while signaling to me to get on my way. (I also kinda think he's taped this whole fiasco and will submit it for America's funniest home videos- if only Ahston Kutcher had jumped out saying I was being punk'd!)

I don't know whether to laugh or cry so I do a little bit of both. Then I call nao'r who doesn't believe me and tells me it was likely a pigeon. He also reminds me- "uh honey, aren't you from the town of geese?"- referring to Jack Miner's Bird Sanctuary- I reply back something to the affect, of the goose having the nerve to attack one of it's own (sorta not really)! For crying out loud, our town has a Migration Festival every year for these birds!!! aside: For an intersting article from Time Magazine on Jack Miner- click here

I get to work and no one is around. First thing in the morning it's usually quite busy at the office with the two bosses having morning meetings that they need to prep for. So I surely couldn't share my story with them at this particular time. Then I realize two of my colleagues whom I know would laugh along (not at) me, were working elsewhere this a.m. so I couldn't share my horror with anyone! I emailed them and quickly received calls, where of course as soon as I answered, I hear laughter on the other end and know it's one of them.

Some suggested perhaps it was because it's mating season- I mean i was wearing grey pants and a black jacket- and did look quite cute if I do say so myself!

It was only when I called Mississauga Animal Services (where I could hardly tell them my story without laughing) that the Dispatch lady said that there's nothing they can do about the goose, he's nesting and they can't touch them. I'd have to call the Ministry of Natural Resources if I wanted anything to happen- but the Canada Goose is a protected species.

The goose apparently has more rights then me... I'm so glad I don't have to walk to work till next Tuesday!

recap of last three weeks

Oh dear goodness- I'm so exhausted after the last few weeks. When you read this recap, you'll here why...

1. I went to Ottawa for a few days for work. Great time at work, and GREAT time with friends. Made me realize how much I love that City and the people in it. I loved my visits with my friends and their babies (one still in the womb), friends off to far off lands, and those who just returned. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that Ottawa's snow is not like anything I've EVER experienced there! my heart goes out to my O-town peeps. My time there certainly made me realize that Ottawa's my comfort zone. But Mississauga is now home.

2. Mom, sis and niece came up for the first weekend of March break. Aunt Becky played tour guide, going up the CN tower, heading to the Ontario Science Centre and of course a trip to see the Dinosaurs at the ROM. Can't forget the countless times to the hotel swimming pool with Bailey to keep me busy!!! Now this was the same weekend that last year, resulted with my sprained ankle. And last year, the Ottawa Senators were staying at the hotel- this year, it was the Philadelphia Flyers. Perhaps Bon Jovi stayed there, but there was never any proof. Kristi had a great time at the concert Monday night, and all left on the train Tuesday. A lovely weekend for all.

3. Thursday night, I went to see Bon Jovi at the ACC. This man is beautiful. And holy cow can he, richie, david and tico still rock! Thanks to my friend Joanna, we had seats to the left of the stage, right beside the ramp. Jon himself even reached out and touched our hands... I don't think Jo's stopped smiling yet from that one.

the view from our seats!

4. Friday night, while waiting for nao'r to get to the 'saug on the train, I went to check out my cousin Andrew's game against the St. Mike's Majors. I got there in time to hear them announce his assist, and in time to see his goal! Great job buddy!

5. nao'r and I hung around Toronto for our St. Patty's weekend- including scoring some cheap t-shirts at Old Navy for the occasion, going to one of the best Irish pubs in the GTA for the night's events, and of course taking in the Parade. Here we are waiting for it to start.

We also ran into a familiar face while waiting there on Yonge St. Sara and her friend Kristy- who nao'r knows from work were there in their car!!!

The other way cool thing we did after the parade, was stumble on the movie set of Max Payne staring Mark Wahlberg- we didn't see him, but we saw how they transformed Toronto to New York, complete with a police station and NYC cabs!

What a great weekend... with my great Irishman!

Yep- I'm pooped...and still winless with Tim Horton's RUTRTW

what a great U2 concert!

It's absolutely no secret at all that I love U2. I've loved them for a very long time... well you know, not since their beginning, but for as long as I can remember- I think it really started for me with Mysterious Ways, then to With or Without you. Really, those are my two all-time favourites (so much so that MW is my ring tone on my cell phone). I've been to one concert - the PopMart tour in 1997. It was a truly life-altering experience seeing them at the Silverdome in Detroit. It was drummer Larry Mullen's birthday, October 31st. Smash Mouth opened for them. Of course I tried to get tickets to the following shows, but was never able to snag tix despite trying with 2 cell phones, two land lines and two computers- but I'm not bitter (much).

How was it that I saw them in concert this weekend? Well let's give some context:

This weekend, despite working all day Saturday, nao'r took the train saturday night from Kingston, took me out for dinner at KitKat and drinks at Joe Mamas, both in the Entertainment district of the T-dot and then sprung for a night at a hotel so we didn't have to make the trek back to the 'saug. He called it my St. Valentine's weekend - since the day itself falls in the middle of this-coming week. He's now already back in Gananoque, having jumped aboard the 6:30pm train back today... A very short but sweet trip for sure.

This morning, after dropping off our bags for safe keeping, and after having some lunch we decided to go and watch a movie- a relatively normal, couple-like thing to do right? Thing is, I don't think we have ever gone to see a movie together... I mean our visits together are short enough as is, spending 2+ hours in a movie theatre, not talking just seems wrong... but, it was frig'n cold out with a windchill of 30 below, so walking around the T-dot just wasn't in the cards. We made our way to the huge Scotiabank Theatre back in the Entertainment District to see what was playing. As soon as we walked in, I went nuts- there it was, screening on the IMAX in less then 45 minutes from the time we walked in the door. The movie that premiered at the Sundance Film Festival to great reviews: U23D

For the low price of $13 each including the use of the fashionable 3D glasses, nao'r and I sat smack in the middle of the theatre, thanx to my desire to go grab seats stand in line 30 minutes before the show. A word about these glasses- let's just say there were to kinds, ones for normal folk, and ones for those who where glasses- they were large enough to fit over people's glasses - this four-eyed girl was lucky!

Ok I like how I'm 4 paragraphs down and i haven't even typed a word about the show! Well, let me say this about that:

A. M. A. Z. I. N. G.

Oh. my. word. From the opening with Vertigo to ending with With or Without you and then through the end of the credits, the glasses were on, and Bono and the gang were closer to me then I ever thought would be possible... It gave every fiber of my being not to get up and dance throughout the show. And I wasn't the only one in the packed theatre wishing there was a dance floor! Nao'r was a good sport, I think he was holding my hand not out of love, but to keep my chair dancing from getting out of control! My feet were going, my head was bobbing, my fingers tapping... I caught myself singing a couple of times, but managed to lip-sync for the most part. Did I mention it was amazing? I swear, even at the end, I was whispering for an encore along with the crowd. The hour and a half show was non-stop music, with the usual political statements that Bono is known and loved for...

It was unbelievable how it was filmed, all sorts of different angles, from on stage with the band, to being in the crowd with other concert-goers arms waving in front of you, as if you were there with them! I really can't describe to you how phenomenal it was. And how lucky I am to have seen it- all by chance! It doesn't even open in most of the US, UK and Ireland until Feb 22!

Nao'r is a trooper- not many men would bring their girlfriend to sit and gawk at another man whom she has admitted her love for. But hey- considering I have many years ahead of me of walking through a boat show or a thousand two, the least he could do is sit by my side during an hour and a half movie of U2...

U23D was an experience. The ultimate U2 experience. I think the only thing better than this movie: Have U2 go on tour again so I can go to an actual concert (maybe I'll get that for next St. Valentine's Day)

btw- for a snippet of the show, check out the widget at the bottom of the page

what a week/weekend!

Mom came for a visit this week... well sorta- she came up to the GTA for some meetings, I just happened to live here now, so we were able to squeeze in a nice short visit. I made dinner for her tuesday night, (ok left overs of the yummy stuffed peppers I made for nao'r last weekend, but hey it was DELICIOUS!) Then she was off to her meetings, but we met up again on Wednesday as my lil' cuz Andrew and his Niagara Ice Dogs came in to the 'Saug to play the St. Mikes' Majors. Andrew did not dissapoint!!! 2 goals and 2 assists (although they apparently took away one of the assists later). He had an amazing game, it was so great to see him in action!!!

Thanks to mother nature, mom didn't join me again till Saturday as the roads were just TRETUROUS with the storm of the season on Friday. Oh what a storm. After an attempt to drive to work, my snow-tire-less car barely made it, and i didn't want to risk itknowing the worst was yet to come, so parked the car again and bundled up as best I could for the trek to work.

Saturday, mom and I went to Niagara Falls to go hang out with the fam from O-town, who had come down to visit my cousin Andrew who plays for the Niagara Ice Dogs. They had a room at Great Wolf Lodge so we had a PHENOMENAL time going down the crazy water park! Mom and I decided to forgo staying the night in NF and head back home to the 'Saug Saturday night. After allt he fun at the waterpark I was exhausted (it's a work out going up those stairs to get to the tall huge slides). So cozy in my bed, sleeping like a baby, I hear an alarm go off- and nope, I ain't talking about the alarm clock... yep- my first fire alarm in my condo. Not knowing what to do, where to go, Mom and I left and headed down the 6 flights of stairs- SSSSSSSOOOOOOO much better then the 23 I had to do back in O-town.

so at 2:52 am here the site outside of my condo:

And Max- I know you're dying to know:
Did MFD send the hott or the old truck? well... definitely hott!

the one about the new hair

Alright I'll start with one thing I've been meaning to post about for a few weeks now. Square One shopping centre. The thought of it gives me shivers- and I'm not talking the good kind here folks... It's so big I just don't know where to go. EVER. Again here, I'm not talking about my love of shopping and that I don't know where to start, I mean, once I set foot in there, I lose every sense of direction, I walk through those doors, and then 45-60 minutes later I. HAVE. NO. IDEA. HOW. TO. GET. OUT. And the directories don't help. I continue to go down the wrong aisle ways. Why can't the "you are here" sticker be more interactive and actually give me step by step directions. Maybe they should add that as a feature online... oooohh I'm, liking this idea- you know kinda like the google-map edition, a mapquest if you will... I WISH!

That being said, the one and only time that I didn't get lost, was last night (lunch was a different story). I knew where I was going- the hair place closest to the entrance/exit I most frequent. I was too embarrassed to tell my hairdresser how I chose the place when she asked (uh cuz it's the only one of 6 in the mall that I can get to with relative ease). So yeah. It was my hairdresser's birthday (and she had dinner plans - which means she didn't really care about me and my hair- as if!), and she had a cold (so help me if she gets me sick), and well I don't know. She didn't exactly style it the way i like and i don't think she cut off quite as much a I wanted her too. Oh I miss Chantal- my beloved hairdresser from Ottawa. And FYI mom (as if she reads this) guess what, Mississauga's even MORE expensive than Ottawa. Anyhoo- she did them a different way then I'm used to and I decided to go a little on the red side, which ended up being more on the red side than I intended. and the cut- right well I haven't done my hair yet this morning, so once I go back to styling my hair the usual way, cuz I don't think i can keep the style she did cuz I don't have a straightner (I know be still my heartI don't have one- ahem that would have been could be a good christmas OR birthday present...)

ok gotta get to work. TGIF!

edited to add- now that hair is done- it's AWESOME! love love love it. it could probably be a little shorter, but that's ok...it'll do for now! and the bangs are great- I was worried they would be too short, but i love them... oh yeah i forgot to mention that part before didn't I. Pictures next week, as I'll post some from nao'r's chirstmas party in K-town.

Pass the salt please...

Seriously- boy do I miss the NCC (National Capital Commission) and by that I mean I miss the salted sidewalks that I took to get to the bus to take me to work. Yep I love being able to walk to work, BUT frankly, I'd like to get there without pulling a muscle, or breaking a limb. I have a feeling I'll be a little stiff tomorrow morning after almost falling a few times on my way to work this morning (I didn't actually fall, but the arms flailing around the the coffee spillage were sensational- the drivers on Hurontario got quite the show). When it's safer to walk in the snow than on the "clear" sidewalk- you know you're in trouble... come on 'sauga peeps- who's with me... where's the army??? I mean there was an inch of snow- isn't it time to call the armed forces to save the GTA from mother nature's cold shoulder? At the very least they can drop off a bag of salt at my front lobby and I'd be more than happy to sprinkle a few cups of salt on my walk to work since no one else seems willing to take on the task!

weird sightings in Mississauga

ok how's this for weird....

In the drive-thru line at Tim Horton's (the kind that's in the Esso gas station) and while waiting to order, I was looking around and in the parking lot I see a guy washing his car... with a squeegee. You know the squeegee that is next to all gas pumps, used to clean windshields. WINDSHIELDS not the entire car. And some of you may be thinking- well there mustn't have a been a car wash at this particular gas station- nope there was- and two kinds at that, the drive through and the DIY kind. And this guy is cleaning his Chrysler 300m with a squeegee. Hey if you can afford a car like that you can afford a car wash. WEIRD.

Dontcha just love productive days?

Isn't it weird that the days that you get the most done- the ones that should make you the most exhausted are actually the ones that give you the most energy, most exhilaration- and then there are those days that you just don't accomplish anything and those are the ones that are the most draining- the ones that seem to suck the life right out of you...

Today was a good day- a great day- despite a slow moving morning doing the obstacle course of my boxes in the apartment. After the brisk walk home in the blustery wind tunnel commonly known as Hurontario, I grabbed a bite to eat, then decided the grocery store was calling me- made the trek out to box-store central, popped into Pier 1 to pick up some Christmas gifts, then loaded up the grocery cart with goodies before heading home and made my most favourite delicious hashbrown casserole- the comfort food I can eat morning noon and night! With all that, I thought I'd take the night off of unpacking a box or two- but considering my cheese grater's location was unknown, a box or two needed to be opened...and half put away - put away what I needed to in order to find one of my favourite kitchen gadgets! I don't know why this seems worthy of a blog posting... Maybe it's because that after a month, I'm starting to feel more settled- both at my new home and my new job. And like I said, it's just one of those productive days that deserves celebration- even if its celebration through blogging!

On a lifeboat

Ok so I'm no longer drowning in a sea of boxes- it's now more like I'm drifting safely in a lifeboat but the shore still seems far away. The livingroom is 98% done (pics still need to be hung and the electronics in the tv stand actually need to get plugged in). Th dining room is set up, but I still have boxes under the kitchen bar. The kitchen - wow there's not a lot of room- but I only have my drygoods food box and cutlery left to put away. And considering lack of room, I may be dropping off the drygoods at a food shelter or something of the sort. The bedroom has my bed and two dressers and my tiny closet which doesn't nearly have enough room for my clothes. My shoes and purses are still in respective boxes as they too don't have a home yet. My den... My den. Oh my den. Let's just say that's the catch-all of "Miss where do you want this box?". With only a door frame into that room (no actual door to close) I do have a curtain up so I can live in blissful ignorance of the disaster that's in there. I just wish I had at least made a passage way. Good thing Tiffer's at my mom's- he'd have some great hiding places in there! Speaking, my dearest cat is apparently back to his old cuddly self- finding a spot on mom's lap when she sits in her rocking chair at night... I'm so glad I don't have to worry about the stress this move would cause him...

Ok better get off to work... later bloggy peeps... I'll let you know when it's safe to invite yourself over to the new place (since readership of this blog is fairly limited to people in Ottawa and Windsor- you pretty much have to wait until the den is clutter free which should be 2011 haha !

in a sea of boxes

I'm drowning in a sea of boxes. My boxes. That I can't unpack until the un-packer(s) come tomorrow. I feel useless. I feel overwhelemed. Wow I don't have a lot of room in my shoebox. And some of my grand plans I already know wont work because the measurements are off by an inch. boo urns. Pictures to be posted soon, but really I don't want to subject you to the lack of space. At least I have my tv. And my couch. And my bed. And my duvet. And tomorrow someone will come and help me unpack and take the boxes/garbage away. For that I am truly truly grateful.