I don't get it. I just don't

I might be missing something important here but I am a little confused. In the mornings while I wait for all my munchkins to arrive, I watch one of those morning news/talk shows. They are building up the hype for the 2010 Olympics in Vancouver. Great. They have been profiling some of the athletes. I am starting to wonder though. All the profiles I have seen on the "Canadian" athletes are all the same. Not one of them were born in this country. Everyone of them has moved to this country in order to "represent" the country. I am a little confused. Do we not have enough talented home grown athletes here? Why are Canadian born athletes not being used? I must be missing some important part of the equation. For example the last profile I saw had the athlete being sworn in as a Canadian citizen. So this person has already been selected to represent us in the Olympics and yet they were not even a citizen yet? I just don't get it.

My viewing secret

Yes, I admit it. I was one of the millions of people who tuned in to Jon and Kate Plus 8 last week. I have watched it on occasion. For the most part, I can't stand it. Kate comes off as a shrew and Jon, well let's just say he has a lot in common with a Mollusk. However, being a parent of mulitiples myself, sometimes I do find it interesting. Last week's episode was pretty much what I expected. She didn't tell him he was breathing too loud or any other nitpicking she usually does. Everything was goind along just fine until Kate was critizing the media for following her and her family around. I beleive she said something about following her to the store is not excitng and look over there, there is a family shopping, follow them. ( I am paraphrasing because I can't remember her exact words). I was a little stunned. She was annoyed because cameras follow her and her family?!?! Hello? Last time I checked, she was the one who originally floated the idea for a television show. The story I heard was she actively searched for some sort of agreement for a tv show about her family. Did she not realize that means cameras? I realize that it can be hard to be chased by the media but she invited it into her life. Does she not realize that without the cameras or more importantly, without the public interest in her life, she has no show? No show, no money? From what I have read about her, she is all about the money. It just seemed to me that she was biting the hand that feeds her. Maybe it is time they all stepped back and re evaluated. If cameras following her upset her, maybe it is time for her to stop allowing cameras into her home. Cancel the show. That is just the way I see it.

I only time for a quick post. It is just an observation I had. On the weekend, I was driving out near the airport. Even though it is close, I don't seem to head that direction often. I did notice a slight change. I noticed that the Adult Video store that used to be there was now gone. The landscape seems to change so quickly. I don't know if the store was a vicitm of a bad economy, bad management,a bad location,or was just a bad idea. It just seemed strange to see something gone. The funny thing about it? The Adult Video store was replaced by..... wait for it..... a Vacuum store. That really does give new meaning to cleaning up the area,doesn't it.

Back again

FFFTTTTTT!!! PHHHHWWWWWFFFFF! Yes, I have blown the dust off the blog and fired her up again. For so long I have thought of topics to post. Truth be told, they seem like good ideas in the middle of the night, but in the cold hard light of day I realized they all just sound like bitching and moaning. The last coupld of weeks though have sent me for a loop or two. I need to sort things out. I need to get over them and move on. Okay, I need a good kick in the ass, I need to put on the big girl panties, and I need to accept things as they are. I can't change them. That being said, I just cant' get over it yet. I thought maybe if I put it out there I would get the reality check I need or a pity party. Whichever. Bottom line. I am feeling like for the first time in my life, I am being hit with the truth of sexism. (Or at least my little girl is). I am having a hard time believing that I really have never had to face it but my daughter does. Shouldn't it work the opposite. I fought the battles as a child so my daughters don't have to? When I was growing up I was always told I could do or be anything I put my mind to. "There were no limits. I grew up believing that was just the way it is. Now I am learning that it is not so. For the past two years my little girl has played AA baseball. Yes BASEBALL not SOFTBALL. I get so sick of people telling me that she should be playing softball because she is a girl. She wants to play hard ball. Shouldn't that be enough? I thought so but I guess I am wrong, wrong, wrong. Last season was, for lack of a better word, interesting. The team she was on, won the Provincials for her age group. Hooray but her coach was not really thrilled with having a girl on his team. She was told things like " You are on my team because no one else wanted you" or " I got stuck with you because no one else would take you". These things did not impress me but I chalked it up to the fact that he was an asshole with his own issues to work out. She didn't get alot of playing time but she stuck it out anyway. This winter she was in baseball camp and had some private lessons from a big wig with the local ball association. She improved so much. Tryouts were a couple of weeks ago. Now, I love her to death but I am not blind. I know she is not AAA material. We all want her to be but facts are, she isn't. No biggie. TRyouts went very well. At least we thought they did. She got a call back. They wanted to take another look at her and some other players. Woo Hoo! On the night before the call back, we were at her brother's tryouts. As we were leaving, the big wig stopped the girl and told her how great she did at her tryouts. Keeping in mind she is the only girl in the area to tryout for ball. She was so encouraged by this! She went to the call back the next day, ready to kick some serious butt. The call back was her best day yet. She didn't make either the AAA or the AA team. I don't understand it. She has always played AA. She was not the worst player out there and why did Mr. BigWig tell her how great she was doing? We were disappointed and slightly confused why she did not make it. It happens, move on. I might have except for a few things that have happened since. I have heard a story, or a variation of the story from three people now. The story goes (depending on who tells it) that before tryouts even started, the Association had decieded that she would not be playing. The other story is they didn't want her playing for them because she was a girl and they don't want girls playing. I was stunned. Then I heard her coach from two years ago was really surprised at how much she had improved since he last saw her play. Hmmm, maybe they should have looked at that before they decieded to exclude her. I had sent an email to Mr. BigWig. During some of the training sessions he had mentioned to the girl that he wanted her to tryout for the girls National Team. If she is such a lousy player, why would he encourage her to try out at a National level unless he is some sort of Sadist. Anyway, I emailed him and asked him for the information. I told him she was disappointed that she didn't make the team and is now determined to make the National team to prove to the Association that she CAN play ball. I never heard back from him. He is normally very prompt with responses. It all makes me wonder what the hell is going on. I don't want to sound like one of those parents who can't accept that their child can't play well enough and I probably do but I can't help it. I feel like we are caught up in something but we arent' told what it is. It frustrates me to think it might all be because she is a girl who dares to want to play baseball. There is no rule that says girls can't play and after all, it is just a stupid fucking GAME!!! I don't know what to do or how to make my mind to move on. It has become my issue now. I need to work it out, but I am not quite sure how to.

AIN'T IT FUNNY HOW THINGS WORK?

Who would have guessedd that my last two posts would collide a horrific way? Last week the "Christians who missed a few chapters of the Bible" (and I use the term Christians loosely) tried to protest at the funeral of Tim McLean. Sometimes I think people totally missed their lessons in basic human decency. This was a tragic, horrible death. Poor Tim's family was travelling through a hell on earth that no one should ever be subjected to and these morons judge that their hell isn't enough. They felt they needed to add to their pain. I cannot describe the disgust I felt upon hearing their plans. I was however, so proud of my city. Hundreds of people showed up to protect this family. People who had never met Tim. Decent people. From what I have heard within hours of these subhumans announcing their intentions, a Facebook group popped up denouncing this. The rally cry went out. Even the politicians picked it up. The border guards were told to turn back anyone they came across remotely related to this group. The media were up in arms. If you read between the lines, I felt even the local police force ( while they couldn't encourage people to come out and protect the family) were all for a large attendance at the funeral. Such a big deal was made out of this that the Spokesperson (again I use the term "person" loosely) for this group was quoted as saying they couldn't wait to get out of Canada. They were not welcome here and feared for their saftey. GOOD! GET OUT AND STAY OUT!

The end result was this hate group didn't even show up at the funeral, but hundreds of people did show up to protect this family from further pain. Once again I am so proud of my city!

I hope this hate group got the message and never set foot in my country again. Our local paper has printed numerous letters from Americans embarrassed that this group can even claim they are Americans. I hope most Americans know that we as a city know that they are an abberation and do not represent most good hearted Americans.

Canada Mourns

The story still makes me a little queasy. Earlier this week there was tradgedy on our highways. Not far from my hometown, on a Greyhound bus a young man full of promise lost his life. Not an accident a horrible murder. Just like something out of a horror movie. It is stil unreal to me. Unfortunetly for the family of this young man, this horror is real. It is a horror they will not wake up from. Words cannot express how I feel. I wish I could reach out to this family. I do not know them, but I wish with all my being that I could ease their pain somehow. Funny how human nature is like that. I am not really sure what I am trying to say here. I guess I just need to get it out. I cannot write out all the details of this horrible murder. I can't even read the stories in the paper anymore. I am horrified at what one human being can do to another. I understand their is mental health issues here but still...

If you want to read the story yourself the details are .here. Be warned, it is a gruesome story. Pray for this family please

Turn on the air conditioning, my blood is boiling

So another baseball season has come to an end for our family. I am happy to say the girl's team won the Provincial AA Mosquito banner this year. Now I may actually have time for a life and blogging. While I was frantically trying to catch up on all my neglected blog reading, I came across http://myventspace.blogspot.com/2008/07/people-to-flog.htmlthis gem It makes my blood boil to think that these people are free to spew their hatred and ignorance. Worse yet, they are allowed to procreate. Heaven help us all.

I appologize. I can't get hyperlink to work, so if you want to read this post, you are going to have to do some work.

IT AIN'T EASY BEING GREEN

There has been some talk lately of Mr. Dion and his carbon tax. I just had to put my two cents in.

Mr. Dion, I don't care what you claim about your idea. You can dress it in a tutu and have it dance through the halls of Parliment. You can call it "revenue neutral" all you want. The rest of us know the truth. It comes from the Liberals and it has TAX in the name. It means we are going to get screwed. I am all for saving the planet. I just don't like doing it on the backs of the working poor. Face it, most of the working poor are already doing their part to save the planet. They take public transportation because they can't afford a car. They are not using their carbon credits to gas up their SUV to travel up to the cabin to enjoy nature. They can't afford a cabin or an SUV. The only wildlife they get to see is at the zoo. (That they took the bus to). They don't have big houses to heat and cool. They live in energy efficient housing (apartments). They buy their clothing at second hand stores. They can't afford designer clothing. I can't figure out too many more ways the working poor can reduce so the wealthier population can purchase the credits they need to sustain their lifestyle.

The biggest reason I can't support the carbon tax? I have a hard time, a REALLY hard time taking anything serious that comes from someone who reminds me so much of Kermit the Frog. Sorry Mr. Dion, it ain't easy being green.

HAPPY CANADA DAY, EH!

WHAT IS GOING ON?

What is the matter with the school system now? I just don't understand.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

Happy Mother's Day everyone.

I will be MIA again for a little while. I have made up my mind that it is way cheaper to paint my house rather than move. Who knew? The paint has been bought, the snow from last week has melted, so now I am trying to fit painting in around day care children and baseball. Maybe I will be done by Christmas. I will try to pop into other blogs. Take care.

Baseball season again.

Yup, it is that time of year again. This year both the boy and the girl made the AA teams. That translates into baseball seven days a week for mom. Whoopee. I admit I was a little nervous about the girl's coach this year. I vividly remember him from a playoff game last year. He verbally abused the ump and another parent from the team almost was thrown out of the game. The coach was so abusive to the children (our team not his) and the ump that I was starting to get scared. When I found out he was to coach the girl I was a little nervous about letting her continue to play AA ball. So far so good though. He is pretty good to his own team. He works them hard, but is fair. I can't ask for more than that. Keep your fingers crossed for a good year. On the down side, we do have the same parent on our team this year that managed to make himself a parriah last year. He is not off to a good start this season either. So far he has irritated and insulted half the parents. We have only played one game. Oh boy.

I have not seen the boy's team play yet. Their first game is tonight. I did however get to see the last of the tryouts. I sat with a baseball mom from the boy's first year of ball. She is a great lady and I miss sitting with her at baseball. Her boy is very talented and usually makes the AAA team. As he did this year. As we were sitting there, I leaned over and quietly asked her if the lady sitting in the middle of the men far from any of the other mothers was the horrible mother we were on a team with three years ago. ( It has been a very enjoyable three years with out her). It was confirmed that was who it was. The lady behind us leaned over and said; "Why do you think we are all sitting over here?" Some things never change. I guess she is still pissing people off. Lucky for us (that's sarcasm people) she is on our team this year. The woman is a control freaked snob. In preparation for the season I have purchased the tshirt with my favorite saying on it. "MESS WITH ME AND YOU MESS WITH THE WHOLE TRAILER PARK" I plan on wearing it tonight and making sure I stand in front of her. Hee hee. I am such a bitch.

Thus concludes the baseball update.

Now cross your fingers for me. On Friday, I have an appointment with a different doctor. Maybe he will fix my knee. I think now I am at the point that I will not take no for an answer. Someone is going to fix my knee. End of story. I guess as a last resort I can start buying lottery tickets so I can afford to go across to the States and pay to get it done. Let's hope it doesn't come to that.

Separated at birth? Just asking.

Don't get me wrong. I like Jason. I just find it distracting that he looks alot like Jar Jar.

Need I say more?

Rant, Rant, Bitch, Bitch

It's too early for a Fuck You! Friday post, so I just have to do a WTF Wednesday post instead. I was so pissed off, I couldn't wait until Friday. Buckle your seatbelts. Here it comes....

Back in December we refinanced everything became debt free and bought the loser cruiser. We also intended to buy out our current car. The lease is up in June, but June is a really bad financial month. So instead we bought it out in March... or so I thought.

We had been trying since December to get someone, anyone, to return our calls. What I wanted to know was how much it would cost to buy the remainder of the lease out and fully pay off the car. Between the husband and I we made 6 calls. None of them were returned. The only way we got a call returned was when the husband called the leasing company directly and told them that no one would call us back. We finally got a call in March. 3 months after we first tried to get a return call. We made the appointment to come in a purchase the car. Our appointment was for 6:30 in the evening. We arrived at 6:20. We were told it would be a couple of minutes. No problem since we were early. We didn't actually get to see the guy until 7:30. I was fuming. First he told us they had to put the car "into the system". Hello!!!! you have had 5 years to put it in the system. I am pretty sure I could have done it in 10 minutes. The truth of the matter was that they were having a "staffing issue" (emphasis and deduction is mine). The one salesman was beet red and kept storming out of the building. He was then followed by the guy we were supposed to be seeing. This went on for a hour. Hello! Deal with your fucking staffing problem on your time not mine. Did I mention we were the only non employees in the building at the time. Why the hell couldn't they have dealt with us first and then their staffing issue? By the time the guy decided to actually sell the fucking car, I was boiling mad. He was trying to be funny ( I guess). I was in no mood. I had made another appointment for 7:30 that night thinking we would be long gone by then. Leasing the car in the first place did not take as long as this did. I had to call and cancel my appointment.This did not make me a happy camper. I guess it has been a long time since I was in business and sales but it seems to me that if someone wants to purchase something from you, you should maybe, I don't know, let them give you money. I guess I don't understand the way of the world nowadays.

Once the salesman graced us with his presence and attention, I noted in the final papers that we were being charged a $350 administration fee. I didn't like it but sometimes you just have to bend over and take it up the ass.

The salesman then kept after us that we needed to change the insurance immediately! WE needed to take their name off as the owner of the vehicle. Well, if he had actually seen us when our appointment was instead of making us wait an hour, we could have done it that night. Thanks to him fucking around for a hour, it was too late that night to do it. I told the ass I would do it the next day. He kept bugging me about it. The day after, he phoned me at home and asked me if I had done it yet. I had, but I was tempted to tell him I would assign to it as much importance as he had to our customer needs. I didn't since I thought that would probably go over his head. He then told me he wanted it faxed to him ASAP. I told him he would have to wait since I was at home and did not have access to a fax machine and I wasn't about to purchase one just to make him happy. ( Think I was slightly bitchy by then?) We faxed the copy of the insurance to him to prove we had changed the ownership and stupidly thought that was that. This morning I got a call from our bank. It seems we were slightly overdrawn. This occured because STUPID FUCKING KIA TOOK THE CAR PAYMENT OUT OF THE BANK! The fucking car has been paid in full and they are still trying to take more money out of our account. I informed the bank manager what had happened. He looked at our account and saw the cheque that we used to pay for the car IN FULL was cashed last month. He said he would reverse the payment but could not reverse the service charge. I understood that but I do not understand why the hell I paid KIA $350 for administration when they didn't do fuck all. Now I have to go back to making 16 fucking calls to try and get my call returned to demand they return my payment money that they took and should not have and get them to ensure that they don't fuck it up again next month. I am so mad! Of course no one will return my calls. I should tell them (if I ever get to talk to someone) that I want my payment money back along with all service charges I have incurred from the bank and I want my $350 administration fee back too since I have to do the work for them. I know good luck with that but it just makes me so angry!!! I could spit nails!

Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against the car. The KIA has actually been a very good car. I however will never buy another one from them. Customer service is an oxymoron to them. Maybe it is because they are morons. Who knows.

Thus concludes my WTF WEDNESDAY rant. Thanks for tuning in.

Stolen Meme

Okay, I confess. I have totally stolen this Meme from TG and AL. Forgive me and I will let you steal it from me.

Answer the questions below by taking your answer and typing it into Photobucket. Take any picture from the results and post.

Age on my next birthday

My favorite food

My favorite animal

My favorite place

My favorite object My favorite color

Where I was born. (okay I cheated on this one. It should be town where I was born, but I liked this answer better)

Town where I now live

Name of pets ..... and my killer looks about as scary as this one does.

Zodiac sign

Nickname

Person I miss right now

First job (Okay. Truth be told, I worked for the competition but I couldn't find a picture)

Current job

Grandma name and Bad habit (i have a filthy mouth as you all know)

Favorite drink

Looking forward to..

Winter Sucks!

In sympathy for Al and LilDeb, I was sent this picture and thought I would share it all with you. I am sure this is how Al and LilDeb felt after this weekend. Let's all cross our fingers and hope Spring comes quick!

FUCK YOU ! FRIDAYS

It has been a long time since I have done a Fuck You Friday post. This week just felt like it might be time to post again. So many things to flip off and so little time. Where to start?

Let's start with death. I am sick and tired of death. Since Christmas there have been five deaths. The oldest was 44, the youngest was 9. I think it is time that death took a loonnggg holiday. The sad thing about these deaths is that only two were caused by a disease. One was an accidental overdose, one has no obvious cause. The one that bothered me the most was the one that was caused by her own hand. While I had not seen her in a long time, the times I did see this woman she was always smiling and singing to herself. Her poor sister was the one who found her. This sort of ties into my next rant. Our mental health care. This poor woman had been struggling with her mental health. On the Friday before her death, she was admitted to the hospital. Her family and close friends were very concerned about her. They could see there was something wrong. The woman herself knew that too. She was hearing voices. On the Saturday, the hospital released her. On Sunday, her sister found her hung in the basement. Could not the medical personell see she was in trouble? The thing that bothers me is that this is not the first story like this I have heard of. My Grandparents sold their farm to a lovely family. The father of the family suffered with a mental illness. He, too was admitted to the hospital. He was released and shortly after, he killed himself. Two months before his daughter's wedding. It was horrible. I was however thankful that my Grandmother did not live to see that. She worried so much about this man. She knew of his struggles but could not help him. A friend of mine tried to admit herself into the hospital once. She felt she was a danger to herself. She sat in the Emergency ward for more than 6 hours. At that point, she gave up and went home. Thankfully, she was strong enough to get through. What if someone not as strong as her had been in that situation? If you went to the hospital and told them that you were going to hurt yourself and they ignored you for hours. Maybe you would think, " I guess I was right. No one cares. They won't help me. I guess I am worthless." Then maybe you would go home and kill yourself out of desperation and hopelessness. Our system is broken. It needs to be fixed somehow. The problem is that few people realize there is a problem. These types of situations are rarely reported. How many have happened like this and we don't know about? I wish I had the solution. I don't. I can just point out the problem and hope no one else falls through the cracks.

Now I will move onto yet another way society is going to hell and personal responsibility has crawled up in a ball and died. In our city recently there was a tragic death of a young boy. For the life of me I can't remember if he was 13 or 15. It doesn't matter. This boy and his 17 year old friend broke into a garage and stole an air gun. The younger boy was then accidentally shot in the eye and killed. His friend was scared and once alerting someone that an ambulance was needed, he took off. He didn't admit to any of this until days later. Here comes the part that really pisses me off. The parents of the 17 year old are saying that the garage owner should be held responsible for this young boy's death. Why? Well because he should have known that kids break into garages and shouldn't have left an air gun in his garage. HELLO?!?! I should be able to go on a month long vacation and leave both my front door and back door open and no one should go into my house. Perhaps the 17 year old son should have been taught that STEALING IS WRONG!!! Nope. Society now feels that personal responsiblity is antiquated and unneccessary in today's world. Every time I read this story it makes my blood boil. Never mind that the parents failed to teach their 17 year old right from wrong. Let's blame society as a whole. AAAARRRRGGGG!

Not that long ago, some scum mugged and beat up a man walking home from work. They left him in the street to die. A woman witnessed this and did the responsible thing and called 911 for help. Unfortunetly, before help arrived, the man was hit by a car and died. Did the scum arrested for this admit their responsiblity? Nope. First they blamed the driver of the car. Then (now this takes the cake) they blamed the woman who called 911. They said she should have come out and helped this man. Let's think about this. It is dark, the woman is alone and is witnessing a beating. The smart thing to do is exactly what she did. Yet she got blamed. Where did society get so fucked up?

I got this in an email. I think is sums it all up pretty good.

My parents told me about Mr. Common Sense early in my life and told me I > > would do well to call on him when making decisions. It seems he was > > always around in my early years but less and less as time passed by. > > Today I read his obituary. Please join me in a moment of silence in > > remembrance, for Common Sense had served us all so well for so many > > generations. s Obituary Common Sense Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn't always fair, and maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they themselves failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Aspirin, sun lotion or a Bandaid to a student, but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar can sue you for assault.. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know my Rights, Someone Else is to Blame, and I'm a Victim.. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing

All together now... HAPPY FUCK YOU FRIDAY!