Mom is cancer free- first time in 4+++ years
Yippeee!!!

clothes

I need a work wardrobe update in a bad way!
Am thinking to go the dress route for a while. thinking wrap dresses and A line shift like dresses with pearls.
thoughts?

surprise

Ok, so I think I am lady Gaga... or at least her lyrist. Here is the evidence:

I've had a little bit too much (i may sometimes drink)
All of the people start to rush
... twisted dance
Can't find my drink oh man,
where are my keys I lost my phone (this line is especially me)

What's going on on the floor
I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore (usual saturday occurance)
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club
I can't remember but it's alright a-alright

Just dance, it's gonna be okay
Just dance, spin that record babe
Just dance, it's gonna be okay
Just dance, dance, dance
Just, just, just, just dance

Wish I could shut my ... mouth (self explainatory)
... too much ... inside out
Control your poison babe
Frozen...
And when I'll get in ... tonight

this is how you break up a party

"I am going to stick this in your mouth and it will taste awful"

End of an amazingly relaxing weekend at the cottage: a wee bit of boozing on Saturday night, some Journey, poo being thrown at my back, worn out knee pads, neighbourly disputes. Good times.
Monday 5:03 pm, it all went down hill fast.
I begged and pleaded for someone to go tubing, since I cannot, and Kim and Rob decided to take the challenge up together. Suzanne lured them into a false sense of security with her driving and I am not sure they were prepared for the huge waves she had created. Kim went flying. So much so that we gave Suz a round of applause for the knock off. Then we realized everything was not well in whoville. Kim hit Robs calf on the way out of the tube and bit through her lip. Blood was dripping down her face. I am happy to report, however, that she managed to be like crime dog McGruff and took a bite out of Robs leg.
4 hours at the hospital, 10 Stitches, and one Jolie like lip, and Kim is now on her way to a full recovery.
Quote on the top is courtesy of the lovely ER doc in Lindsay.

Olympic post 98571

Watching the BMX and there is a guy who has change his name, legally, to Kamikazi(that is how he spelt it)!
Better then Princess Banana Hammock- I think not

I interrupt the usual blogging about Olympics to bring you a post about BOND. Specifically, Pierce as Bond. Last night, the movie Golden Eye was on TV. I had almost forgot how enjjoyable this flick was. It has all the classic Bond moments and Pierce was fab.
This is now where the praising of Pierce Bond films ends. I believe that a dear friend, I am thinking Library Lady, once told me that Pierce was visually as close to bond as they ever got in casting based of Ian Fleming's written description. But I must ask the question: Did the writers/producers/directors hate him? Don't get me wrong, I heart Daniel Craig as Bond. If giving Pierce craptastic roles ensured that Daniel Craig was able to provide me with eye candy, I am all for it. I to not think that Pierce could have pulled off the lastest Bond incarnation. However, a piece of my heart breaks for Remington Steel
Evidence that Thomas Crown got screwed, excluding Golden Eye:
1. Denise Richards as a nuclear physicist. I always thought that you should be able to pronounce a profession to act it.
2. The above mentioned twats last name was christmas which lead to the worse line ever at the end of the movie- I refuse to write it here
3. Staying on the lines of Bond girls- Terry hatcher? really? (will admit I totally didn't hate Tomorrow never Dies)
4. Invisible cars?! really
5. BMW no Aston Martin
6. Madonna in a movie and Madonna writing the worst Bond song EVER!! (and I heart Madge)
7. His female lead in one of his films thanked Oprah and Jada Pickett Smith in her oscar speech.

Here is a look back to Remington Steel

gymnasts futures

After an insightful conversation with my bestie and hypothesizing on the future of some of these gals, especially if they are from China, Romania, and Russia, we came to the conclusion that gymnasts are a lot like strippers.
Here is the evidence:
1. Signiture move called the Nastia
2. They love spinning on bars
3. The splits come into play a lot
4. Whether on stage or on the floor exercise, there is a ton of pointless, uncoordinated and embarassing dancing to get to the good stuff
5. Both Strippers and Gymnasts keep Bonnie Bell in business with the sale of blue eye shadow
6. Tight little outfits are most appropriate.

olympics

seriously, can Canada come in forth once more? I am developing a zinc medal in honour of them. That way we would still not be medalless with one of the biggest olympic teams there.
They could have sent me to compete in all the events and we would have done the same. Does anyone remember the swimmer from an African country (I know, I know that is very broad comment) but he took like 4 times as long to do the 100 as the winner and everyone there was cheering just as hard they did for the winner. Anyway, I could have been a star fo the Olympics b/c it would take me 10x as long and everyone would be cheering for me and I would have gotten the cover of a Wheeties box and Canada would be a "feel good story" rather then a bunch of losers.
In honour of the Olympic and wicked athletes, here is some pommel horsing action

question

If there are french fries left on a table at a bar past 1:30 are they fair game?

Olympic funtimes

So the Olympics begin tonight/today/ has already started due to time differences. 8/8/8 Lucky Lucky. My mother has always been a big fan of the Games; and as such, I am genetically programmed to enjoy them as well. There have been a lot of Olympic moments I recall: babysitting and waking up all the kids I was sitting when Donovan Bailey won the 100m, being shocked at the East German swimming team thinking they could not be women the same way that Boy George could not be a man, and waking up to watch swimming in Sydney.
Side note on Sydney, I went to the Olympic stadium and it was pretty ridiculous. I was dared to run through the torch fountain for $20. Seriously, i would have done it for a penny and the word dare. I did lose my glasses in the fountain and had to run through again. So I guess they got their money's worth.
However, I think that my all time fav Olympic experience was watching the gymnastics with the ladies of 61 Stirling drive. Can anything beat laughing while they fell during a routine (Ok the Canadian women's figure skating totally beat it but it was still pretty darn funny), being astonished that someone was actually shorter then Larsen and forever would be, as well as admiring the dedication of the Romanian gymnasts. These girls are taken away from their families to live at Olympic camp, have no education, feared beatings if they fell but still know the cure to scurvy. They were so malnourished the bags under their eyes were trunks and had obviously not had vitamin C in years. The little girl who was their best athlete had an extra large "muscle' just below her behind. Truth: she was smuggling oranges back to her homeland. I believe that she tested positive for drugs. Regardless, she did provide us with much needed humor to Begin the third year of Uni.
Here's hoping that the Olympics are as enjoyable this time around. Oh and I wished that the male swimmers would go back to the speedos.... so much more pleasing to my eyes.

summer colds suck.
So you think you can Dance does not

Special Day

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Harry Potter!!!
Thanks for all the good times. Remeber the time when we could not stop marviling about you beating the hungarian horntail. Or that time when Cho was being a total skank. Most importantly, I was so honoured when you and Ginny allowed me to be the maid of honour at your wedding.

Bale

Ok, So I finally saw the Dark Knight and it was amazing. As LL said, it may have been a little long but it was so worth it. With all the reviews, I really did not feel that Heath Ledger's performance was going to live up to the hype. But man oh man was he disturbingly good. There was only one part of the movie where I thought the Joker looked like Heath. The rest of the time I was being frightened and enthralled. As for Christian Bale, I have loved the boy since Newsies and "Santa Fe" and luckily the man grew up very well. Here is a a present for fellow Newies groupies. Pay close attention to the 2:08 mark. Is it wrong to say he can ride me any time. Wow I am gross


Poor Poo Poo head was tortured by this movie. I made him sit through it with me at least once a week. While I always enjoyed Jack, for my adolescent self, the real hottie of this movie was Spot Conlon.
What was I thinking? Did I really find this attractive. It is amazing looking back, how much my taste in men has changed. Or at least I hope it has changed.

o brother

For as long as I can remember, I have referred to my brother as Mikey poo poo head. In my amazing brain, this sounded far superior to Mike, Michael, or stink face.
I once got him a subscription to a magazine and had it address to Sgt. Mikey Poo Poo Head.
On Friday I received a phone call thsi poo head. Apparently, he was in a grocery store and a little girl, under 5, looks up to him and says "poo head".
I would like to thank this little girl for the confirmation that my brother looks like a poo head.

This summer

I swear to barbie that it has rained everyday for the last month.

Am I awful

Just wondering how bad a person I am. Currently, I am praying for rain on Saturday so my bestie cannot go and watch tennis with her boyfriend and instead they can go with me to view The Dark Knight
I know that I am one of a small minority of people who have not seen it up to this point but I don't think people at work should be offended when I tell them to shut the "f" up. I mean, sure I am being bitchy and totally look like I would poke their eyes out with the highlighter I am holding, but seriously!
Speaking of work, there is a girl here that is so perky. Ridiculously so and I truly beilieve it is not an act. Is it really possible to be Drew Barrymore like all the time. I personally believe you have to let out your inner Naomi at least once a day.

Yes this is a problem

Ok..... I have a dirty little secret, do you promise not to tell..... ok here goes: I am obsessed I mean truly and utterly obsessed with Australias Next Top Model Season 3. Reasons why this is embarrassing:
1. I am almost 30
2. I am not an aussie. While I may have spent 3 months there I am not ready to become part kangaroo.
3. I don't even really like America's next top model any more. I think all the "models" are cheap looking
4. I had to watch the whole series on you tube
5. I have watched the whole season 4 times
So why, do you ask for this obsession.... well my friends, it is b/c it is good shit. The winner is actually a working model. I will not reveal her name for all that do not want to be spoiled but seriously, even if you don't watch the series, look her up. The hosts are far superior to all other versions I have seen. I may be in love with Alex Perry with his ever present sunglasses and the overuse of the term expensive. The live finale was exciting and a bit of a train wreck. Since finding this, I have watched Seasons 1,2 and 4. However, In my heart of hearts nothing will surpass the genius of AusNTM season 3.
(Hides head in shame as I also reveal
I heart runway to LA as well)
I have included a snipit of My passion

I'm broken

Ok well that is not entirely true, as in not all of me is broken, but I have been nursing a broken big toe for about a month. There seems to be no end in site. I have had it rebroken, stumbed, and step on all in the last 72 hours.
I belive if I were a racing horse I would be lame and by now maybe already sent to a glue factory.
I stayed in for the first time in months for a whole weekend to nurse this hurt.
Camping trip 08 with my girls is cancelled.
Enough with the boo whos.
Going to drink myself silly and try to convince my brother to see the darn knight with me tonight.

First post

So this is my first blog post. I was once a serious journal writer but have not been so keen on the journal as I have aged. I always felt I needed to post serious emotions in my journal and well I really am not that girl. I'd much rather talk about stupid things that happen in my day, things I love, and the craziness that occurs around me. I have a great friend who blogs and has inspired me to put my thoughts to key pad. So here will lie random thoughts, horrible spelling, and ramblings.