He is so bossy

I can't believe how bossy he is, he just yells at me all day. He's got to go!!! And no I'm not talking about your DAD. I'm talking about OLIVER.

FEED ME FEED ME FEED ME, RUB ME RUB ME, FEED ME, that's all he says all day.

Stan has been all over my desk, walking on my keyboard, rubbing my hand to get me to stop typing and go and get him a treat. So there are no treats in the house, so he decides to go outside as none of his charms are working on me. Meanwhile Cle Bear comes in and very politely asks for something, preferably a treat. So I go in the kitchen with her and put my hand in the dry food bag and pick up the empty treat bag and give her the dry food, of which she quite politely gobbles them all down. Jimmy needless to say is upstairs sleeping through all this.

Who appears next but Oliver, he follows me around, tries to rip the chair apart with his nails, jumps up on my desk, thinks about spraying on my computer and plops himself down in Stan and Cle Bears spot. Then he starts howling, FEED ME FEED ME.

I can't bear anymore, Cle bear is now back in. So I go and open them a can of food. Cle bear eats the gravy, Oliver finishes his and howls at me FEED ME SOME MORE, and then notices Cle's. He finishes that. I come back to the computer and who should appear but Stan the Man. So I go to feed him the little bit that I saved him and who comes racing back again but FEED ME FEED ME OLIVER. I have to feed Stanley on the counter and stand guard, while Oliver is MEOWING, like crazy. Poor Stan is twiching like crazy as he wolves down his dinner. He then jumps over the high part of the kitchen counter as he knows Oliver is around somewhere and skedaddles back outside. He left 3 pieces of food, guess what Oliver ate that too.

A Great Man would be 87 today

How do you describe how much you miss your dad. After two and a half years I still think of him every day. His stories, his laughter, his antics, his love for me. Last night again I dreamt about my mom and dad and the last thought as I woke up was that he was still taking care of me. In the actual dream I was going to a bar and had no money and my friend pointed this out to me and my attitude was "my dad will give me money" "he always took care of me" (notice the theme bar - money - a definite dad thing). It left me with a wonderful calm feeling of love surrounding me. I would love to receive one more dad hug, the hug that means you are being protected. So today I will think of him often and I will take a deep breath and know that he is part of that calm feeling that will surround me today, on this special day of his. Love you dad, happy birthday, may Heaven Happy Hour last all day.

When he careses my arm

Sitting quietly I suddenly feel the most loving caress imaginable, down the back of my arm. Shivers run down my spine. By closing my eyes I can conjure this touch up at any time. I know he loves me totally. And when I look down and see his little face staring up at me with eyes wide open beseeching me to follow him, I always do, and he always gets his way. My little Stanley, LOL.

Sausage vs Ground Beef

Just a thought. I love ground beef, I love sausage rolls. Why is it that ground beef in those little white/saran wrap packages doesn't bother me at all, while I find sausage meat in that white plastic tube thingy absolutely GROSS.

I am SAD

All day I have been wanting to write a post and had all sorts of different titles and thoughts going through my head about what it would be about and I have settled on the above title because it is the most honest feeling I have expressed.



I am SAD

I love holidays and every holiday I am like a "manic depressive" unbelievably happy and despondently sad. My memories of past holidays with lots of people around, small children who were so happy to be together, lots of noise, lots of food and lots of mess and oh so TIRED. But they were always so worth it. Now we are in the transition stage, family has gone (Nana, Granpa, Uncle John, Grandad and Granma - I miss you), my children have grown up and as young adults I love them so much. But now they are pulled in different directions. Andrew wants to spend it with Jen and her family, David is off to Las Vegas and Rachel is off to Jays. So we compromise, we will have Thanksgiving on Friday so we can all be together. And that's fine, the day isn't the important part it is the being together and the wanting to be together that is important. Compromising is fine, but being taken advantage of is not. Be warned Christmas dinner will be here at my home on Christmas Day and my family will be there and as a family we will work out a schedule and a compromise that will suit all parties for future holidays. The family will transition again, but we'll talk about it as a family and make decisions as a family and it will work out and mom will relax. I love you all

The End of Summer

There is something about the coziness of fall and winter that I look forward to after a hectic summer of swimming, golfing, entertaining, gardening, etc. Fall/winter is the season of curling (yes a little active), reading (my favourite pastime), new TV shows (brain dead time). It is a time of quiet more intimate meals in the dining room with candles glowing and twinkling (hard to do in the summer with the brightness of the sun providing all the light you need). Wood crackling (ok no wood we have propane at home), flames flickering, rubbing your hands by the fire, lights down low and just enjoying the wonderful atmosphere from the fire. The flowers start to die off and the trees burst into their final goodbye to summer.

Driving through Ontario with the leaves showing off their yellows, reds and oranges is truly majestic. Giant oaks and maples reaching to the sky in their last hurrah before the snow comes and covers their branches and sets them twinkling in the morning sunlight. As summer draws to an end, I am truly looking forward to the fall and the winter. And yes by January 10 or thereabouts I'll be counting the days until the summer comes again.

Thank you Summer 2010 for lots of high temperatures, humidity, storms, sun, warmest I can remember the lake being. Good memories with family and friends sitting on the dock. A truly great finish to the summer of 2010 would be a long, warm and dry Indian Summer. OK I am being greedy. And yes I can't wait for the summer of 2011.

Keeping in Touch

Why is it so hard to keep in touch with people?
Phones, cells, email, msn, facebook, heaven to betsy - mail. There are so many ways to keep in touch with everyone now compared to our parents and grandparents. Yet at times it seems like all we do is share jokes back and forward.

It seems like we know more about our friends and family but on a very shallow level compared to pre computer days. I use the computer so much to keep in touch with everyone that I feel like I have forgot how to talk to people. But at the same time I know exactly what they are doing on their holidays as soon as they put their pictures up on facebook. I also know what my children, friends, nephews and nieces look like when they have had too much too drink. Not always a pretty site. As Rachel would say DON'T CREEP MOM!! Good advice.....

So I am going to do my best to phone more people, go down and visit family and friends and write much newsier emails. And if all that fails I'll update my profile on facebook. lol