Kristel's Blog

As Sean reminded me, it’s been a while… okay, it’s been a month and a week or so.

So we’re entering busy season at work. All the nurseries/garden centres are getting already to go for planting season, along with updating all the information on the system — and everything they want from us, they want it NOW! It’s been sooo busy, by the time it his 4:30, I don’t want to even see a computer, or anything with a computer in it.

On a non-work basis, this past month a lot has been going on with my grandma (dad’s mum) The tumours are not only growing (the largest was, at last measurement, 7.5cm) but multiplying. I’ll leave out the icky details, but basically, they’re no longer talking about “treatment” they’re talking about “let’s drug her so she doesn’t feel *too* much”. So it’s depressing that she’s dying, and yet one more reason why I haven’t really been in the mood to blog.

Last scrapbooking meeting, I decided that I’d like to try creating a layout for the kids to try out, if they want, just to see if they want to have some instruction, or just continue the “whatever goes” feeling we typically have. Well, it didn’t go well… Okay, so they’d have to be interested for it to go anywhere. But we did only have two show up, and they had some cool book thing they’ve been working on for days so maybe I’ll jsut hang onto the sheets for next time in case it’s something the others want to try.

What else have I done? Well, not much. Same old routine: Work, sleep, scrapbooking, choir, rinse and repeat.

This Saturday I’ve been invited to lunch with Joanna and her family… and Rick (and possibly some of his family.) Rick is this creepy old guy (not old like you’re grandpa, but is probably late 50′s, early 60′s) He’s in a wheel chair, and on a respirator, and I’d like to think I have some sympathy for him because he doesn’t have all the functionality of a normal human being, but he’s too much of a creep. Anyways, so Joanna tells me that not only Rick is coming, but that it is for HIS birthday… after I agree to go. I’m supposed to bring a card, but obviously nothing with a joke (that would be too familiar, and he would take it the wrong way), nothing too formal (that would be too familiar, and he would think I’m his girlfriend) and nothing too sappy (that would be also too familiar, and he would think I’ve been seriously crushing on him my entire life and can’t wait for the oh-so-precious lip locking. Ew.) So I spent almost an hour looking for non-commital card, with no joke, little writing, and nothing that would in any way suggest that I have any feeling, no matter how small, for him. I found one. it has boats on it. It’s along th elines of “On your birthday… wishing you a good year” Now all I have to do is avoid looking/hearing him eat and I’ll be fine. (Watching him eat is nearly as bad as someone torching live kittens… wait, supposed to be nice about this man. So what if he only calls his mother and joanna’s house, and guilts joanna’s family into doing things for him, and they’re nice people so they do it…)

Watched the curling last week. Team Canada won. Briar starts next week. hooray. I’d go into more detail, but none of you care.

Going with Joanna to see Great Big Sea on the 18th. I’m excited. I can’t believe she didn’t know they’re, as she puts it, “folkish”. So I don’t think she’s as pumped as I am, but they are soooo much fun in concert, so she will be eventually. Gave her a list of must-know songs. I know she downloaded the new album, and was put off by some of the notes, which were obviously flat, so don’t know if she’ll actually listen to anything earlier, but we’ll see.

Oh! I read Twilight last month… Wow. Michelle was right, I enjoyed it. Too much I think… had to go get the other three that night, and then had to settle for the next night, stupid not having a car, and then finished the others. 3.5 days — I think I beat my #books in a series/hours it took. Pretty scary. If you want to be grossed out, got a seriously bad paper cut… and there’s a lot of blood on one of the pages. A little ironic that it was a vampire book.

Hm, now that I’m thinking about Michelle, she’s decided to go back to Trent to finish her degree. I’m not too sure how to reply to that. She’s just finishing her medical secretary diploma thing, and now she’s going back for her anthro/bio degree? Seems like these past couple years have been a bit of a waste of money/time, or at least stalling from enterring the real world. She does plan on working full time (finding a job in ptbo won’t be easy if she doesn’t want to wait tables, or cashier somewhere, but maybe her diploma will help) and is currently looking for a house. Well, guess I’m going to reply, “good luck, i’m sure if you can keep your motivation, you will be fine.”

On a final note, thinking I haven’t seen some of you in months… so who wants to party? (this time without stamps.) We WON’T be going to Frugal’s though. Sadly, it switched hands, prices went way up, and a lot of our favourites have been taken off the menu to make room for new, exotic (wierd) food combinations. I honestly don’t care that their new head cook is from some big-shot restaurant in Toronto — if he was so good, what the hell is he doing here?! At a small bar named “Frugal McDougal’s” V. annoyed. Guess we’ll have to settle for the Woolwich Arms (aka the Wooly) or the Albion, or if they stop carding me so thoroughally, Bobby O’Brians. (seriously, they’ve bent my driver’s license, spent nearly 2 minutes looking at it, and have asked for secondary id. The only time I get a break is when the bouncer is Blake.) What was I talking about? Oh yeah… so I’m thinking no earlier than the 21st of March, but later’s fine. Let me know if you’re interested.

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