Wilsonworld

Well today is a mix

Well today is a mix of stuff, as my head is presently filled with a thousand different things...Too much going on in my life..and i haven't blogged since Tues...BAD BLOGGET, BAD BLOGGET....Have been house hunting and I am really getting fed up with the amount of crap that people are trying to sell for huge amounts of money!!!!!! We are going to view another one today, sure hope this one is better....time is running out and i don't want to displace Hubby's Dad for too long. Hubby and I have graduated to being the proud owners of cell phones...yes, sad isn't it. We did not own one until yesterday..now we will have 2!!!! i think its a great idea, especially with FIL coming to live with us..now he can contact us whenever he needs us.

BLOG IT FORWARD STUFF...
From Shelley (Exhausted)..WHICH DID YOU PREFER, TRIXIE BELDEN OR NANCY DREW? WHY?
This was easy for me..First of all, i was a freak when it came to Nancy Drew.....Had everyone of the books in the series....I could hardly wait until December when I would get 5 books for Christmas..and then 5 more for my birthday at the beginning of January..I had to stop myself from reading them all at once...because i would have to wait until another holiday until i would get more..I prefered Drew books to the other one mentioned because ..well..I have no idea who Trixie Belden is.....I did however also read the HARDY BOYS..loved the books much better than the TV show.......I still have all the books, they are at my fathers house, waiting until Munch and Bug are ready for them...All of them but my Nancy Drew Cookbook which I still use.....

From Lani (Twenty Minutes)..TALK ABOUT SELFISHNESS
What can I say..i live with a toddler, who believes that we all exsist just for her own pleasure...we are on call for her every wish and whim....Hubby and I had to try to explain to Munch why reasoning with him was so much easier than with Bug...she is selfish, and its not her fault....she is at that ego-centric age where she honestly believes that she is the end all and be all of our world...you can imagine what happens when someone tries to explain to her that she is not!!!!!!!!!!Mine, Mine ,Mine is a phrase that you hear quite often in Wilsonworld..and thats not taking into effect the grownups...its the number one phrase in the under 3 set, and the one that Munch hates the most. She's always getting her own way, and you guys always give in to her..he cries, and we have to explain that he went through this too and it will pass...I HOPE...until then we just have to gently try and remind her that we are ALL members of the family and it can't always be just about her....

OK HERES MY BLOG IT FORWARD QUESTION IF ANYONE CARES TO ANSWER IT.....
If you could choose any animal to decribe you what would it be? and why would you choose that one?
Feel free to email me about said question......looking forward to seeing some of the answers...
AND FINALLY ANOTHER POEM FROM THE JOURNAL......

The Journey of the Stair

She looks upwards, toward the journey that lies ahead.
It's a long, hard climb, with many obstacles
in her way. This she knows for sure.
What are they?...she doesn't know

Slowly, she starts, climbing, crawling
for the line is steep. She trips,
falls
and begins to cry
Will I ever get there?

A hand reaches down, picks her up
dusts her off and gently nudges her forward
Again she looks ahead. SHe fears the unknown
but is also fascinated by what she cannot see.

Slowly she rises and begins to climb, standing
no longer needing to crawl. She gains confidence
and quickes her pace.
Suddenly she stops. gazes to her side,
there just off the track is a single white rose
growing amongst the rubble and the ruins of
whatever had layed there before.
She reaches, but cannot touch
She stretches, strains and finally the rose
is within her grasp. She touches
her hand closing around its fragile body
she screams
she forgets that things of beauty
ALWAYS have hidden thorns.

She coils back, stumbles and once again
loses her balance and falls
She begins to cry
tears streaming down her gentle, now tear-stained face
The journey is so long,
How will she ever make it to the top

Again she feels a soft but firm hand
reach down and pick her up.
The hand reaches and dries the tears that were streaming down
the angelic face. As before, the hand nudges her
urging her on, telling her with one touch
GO AHEAD..I HAVE FAITH IN YOU.

Further and further she climbs once again
gaining speed and confidence
How far must i go to reach the top
she wonders aloud
SOMEDAY
a voice chimes down to her from somewhere in front
You must always watch your step
for the climb is long and steep
and many obstacles are here to stop you.

The gentle hand reaches. engulfed in a
shimminering white light
and touches a fingertip to her cheek
she feels safe and warm
but
then its dark
the hand is gone
and she
realizes the road ahead must be faced alone

Once again she begins
to climb the stairs

k

I have been reading Munch

I have been reading Munch alot of my older poetry lately, as he is starting to have feelings and emotions that he doesn't know what to do with. I still have my poetry from when I was his age, and its an experience to return to the writings of my youth and see what was going on in my life, by how i was writing at the time...so i thought i would share some of my faves.... bear with me and remember that some of this stuff is 20 yrs old......

from1983

My hearts an empty stage
So let your play begin
My lifes an empty page
For you to colour in
We are both just actors
Acting in the play of life
Trying to make our life complete
If only for a night
For actors are loners
We go from town to town
never finding peace with ourselves
We live in a fantasy world
BUT
with you I can face the reality
accept things the way they are
and love you forever....
...until the final
curtain comes down

k

1987
She sits back, watching her victim
squirm
She knows she has won
she is the victor
her victim watches
pleads
but to no avail
it knows it has lost
She moves in slowly
savouring every moment
She enjoys the game
the pain
Leisurely, she begins to carefully
wrap up the victim
wrapping it so tight
it suffocates
but slowly
for she enjoys seeing the suffering
Suddenly, she grows weary of the game
and she moves in for the
kill
Into the flesh of the victim
sinks her fangs
and her victim falls into a deep sleep
from which it will
never awake

She smiles
she feasts
she is victorious

She begins to weave another web

k

Ok remember that i said that these are older poems, and at some points in my life I was not a happy person...i was, but had alot of stuff in my life..and it was easier for me to write than to vocalize my emotions...Short blog today as the neighbourhood boys are all here and they want to play on the computer....since in a short week they will all be sitting in a classroom i feel sorry for them so i said they could all surf for a bit....
have a great day...tomorrow some stuff thats a little more recent...

k

wilsonworld I'm trying this blog

wilsonworld I'm trying this blog using the new Blog this! box. So far so good although its only been a few lines..nothings exploded yet.... So today was a good day. Really really good day..hubby will start a new job, we got a pre approval for our mortgage, and Hubby found out that he is 2500 dollars richer, since some how his student loan dropped in amount owing..don't know why don't care..just happy it didn't go up!! Many apologies for not doing the blog it forward when I said I would, but i'm not used to working the day shift and i actually slept and functioned for 3 days like a real person...so without further ado... TALK ABOUT FLAWS... Not sure which flaws to talk about, flaws in my GRAND PLAN..which by the way is now very different than 20 yrs ago. I could talk about the flaws in our government, but i happen to have many friends still in politics so i better not. Flaws in the education system??? Not gonna beat a dead horse on this one but could someone tell me why none of the teenagers in this world can spell, and why in my office they can tell me who the first President was but not the first Prime Minister???(since last time I checked we were in Canada), Or what i think is one of my really bad flaws, the fact that I have a bad habit of seeing the worst possible case scenario, and never the good side???

THE BEST TIME YOU HAD BEHAVING TOTALLY INAPPROPRIATELY?
Without giving away too many details it involves a handsome blond man, me and a hotel room at a political convention when I was 17....Nuff Said

ARE YOU PURSUING YOUR PASSION? HOW, OR WHYNOT?
No sadly I am not ...My passion was music and writing, and other than kids tunes and this blog, both are not as much a part of my life as they once were...I still write, just not as much or the same as I did when I was younger....

There my obligatory BIF is done, albeit late (again a thousand sorrys)
For something else thats been on my mind....
Did you know that having money and not using charge cards is a bad thing?? I was always taught that you lived within your means, and if Hubby and I couldn't afford it, we went without..well apparently that is a bad thing for when you go to get a mortgage you have no credit history and that is bad...who knew??? However nice lady Liz spent a hot afternoon with us today and we have some sort of authorization..so now we can find the house of our dreams...(yeah right)
Sorry not much to say today as its hot and the air isn't working..going to sit in a cold tub...

k

Well, I got the topics

Well, I got the topics for Blog It Forward today, but haven't had time to think about them yet..as I am in a mad rush trying to find a house......We looked at some really nice ones but they are out of our price range....I know the perfect house is out there...i just have to find it. Anyone know where it is?? I promise I will answer the BIF topics tomorrow... I bought Snackwells sugar free/low fat chocolate cookies tonight as a treat...I think that they are another thing that falls into my "IF its not broke don't mess with it group" Chocolate cookies should taste like chocolate...these do not. Oh well I shouldn't have them anyways..thats what I get for trying to cheat healthily... Hubby will more than likely be starting a new job soon....still doing what he is doing..doing it well i may add, but just with another company. He is very good at what he does....really he is...it scares me sometimes..and i am jealous to. Jealous of the fact that he is doing what he loves to do, can be creative at work, and did I mention that he is good at it. And they pay him for doing what he loves. How many of us can say that....I know that a few of us can..I sadly am not one of them. Don't get me wrong,I like my job, but its not what i went to school for, and its not what i would call a choice of career..it pays the bills..barely..and the company i work for has been very good to me. i love the people i work with, and i would miss my customers if I ever left....but still.. Maybe i'm jealous of him because he gets to start something new? I know that i have been unhappy about something for a long time, but just couldn't put my finger on it....I have a job that i am good at, a family who i adore..and i think they feel the same way about me...good friends..but something is missing. I miss Music..which used to play a huge part of my life. I miss teaching teens which i used to do once a week but now have no time, on a rotating schedule...I miss learning.in a school enviroment...I miss..alot of things. With this blog at least i am doing one of the things that i love to do..and that is writing. It doen't matter if noone ever reads what i write, although it would be nice, but writing as always come easy to me...i shouldn't say easy, but its something that i just never have had to work at, i just sit and do it..like my poetry..I used to literally do it in my sleep..i had a roomate in university that would wake up in the middle of the night to me banging away on my typewritter, only to find that i was sleeping...... strange..some of my favourite pieces were written that way...Like someone else had taken over my body and just used me as a vessel...Hubby has seen this in action before..when we were up north i wrote a passage in a few minutes and he said afterwards that it was like i was no longer there....this doesn't happen as much as it used to, maybe i have outgrown the need? i don't think so, but i do think that my needs have changed. Verse still comes easy to me...but theres not much call for JunkYard Poetry in the world.....only here in wilsonworld...and i guess thats fine ..for now

k

Point of interest...since I was

Point of interest...since I was up anyways I corrected Linda's link and she is there on the side......just click on Life Happens.... Now to sleep I go..

k

SO this is blogging made

SO this is blogging made easy thanks to the craze of Blog IT Forward..todays questions are from the funny and talented Linda..who would have a link behind her name, but I can't do that on my Mac ( at least i haven't figured out how to yet), so use the links on the side....I haven't changed the link to refect her name change so its still"I'm the Mommy" here in Wilsonworld...will correct that tomorrow...

1. What's your gift getting strategy?
My strategy is this...If you love me and pay attention through out the year..you'll get me what i want...or what you think I want...or need...hell i'll be happy if you just get me something...

2. When gift shopping, do you prefer hints?
I'm one of those people that spend all year thinking of the perfect gift for someone..I don't like genaric gifts..i want the person to know that they mean enough to me that i have taken the time out to give them something special..and since i am always on a tight budget I usually do something crafty...I do alot of baskets...

3. Are you a cheap date?
Its been so long since i've been on a date that i don't know the answer to that one. I can however tell you that my passion is novelty pens..and my hubby can get off pretty easy by giving me 12 bucks to go buy goofy pens...he should be glad i'm not freaky about jewelery instead.

4. Build it or buy it?
Well you all read how having hubby fix my van turned out, so it won't surprise you that we try to do almost everything on our own first.unless we know that it needs a professional (ok the van was an exception) But we really do try to do it ourselves when we can...maybe thats why my house isn't finished???

OK, one more question..from who I cannot remember, so if it was yours please email me so i can give credit where credit is due...
It went something like this..
Did you know that your husband was" the one" right away or was it a gradual process.......
I knew after talking to him for about 10 minutes that this was the man that i would fall in love with...and did. i can say that i knew i really loved him after our first dinner alone together..(we used to go out in a group) and he asked me to marry him a month after we started dating...I said NO.
I knew in my heart that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this man, but my parents were at the start of a nasty separation and i was nervous. When he asked a few months later I said Yes! and we have been travelling through "THE FINAL FRONTIER" ever since...

Its time for me to get my butt to bed as morning comes way too early now....dress rehearsals for when school starts..Munch isn't too pleased about having to get up and be motivated..but its good practise for him...
and provides well needed comic relief in the house that early in the morning...

k

So as I sit here

So as I sit here watching Munch create a new look with hair gel I am thinking...when is that damn school bell going to ring??? For those of you who are waiting impatiently like I am.....its only 13 days..18 hours..2 minutes away.....tick tick tick... thats just fot Munch to go..its 1yr..13 days...18 hrs..2 minutes away for BUG!!!! Things are getting back to normal around here..power is still being conserved.. casino is still not open..this means hundreds of gamblers are displaced and need to find a place to go..well they have been coming to our hall..it is insanely busy..and I love it. Sometimes I feel a little guilty at earning a living by watching people spend their hard earned cash..often money that they don't really have to spend....but I don't make them stay, and quite frankly if they weren't here i'd be out of a job..... There is such a variety of people who come to bingo..and honestly the myth of the little blue haired ladies playing is just that..we have all walks of life, auto workers, doctors, lawyers, moms and dads. Many of them have been my same customers for over 10 years and they get to be like family..lets face it ...i spend more time with them than my own family it seems sometimes.... You get to know their stories..their families..and yet sometimes i would love to say to them...GO HOME AND SPEND TIME WITH YOUR FAMILIES!!!!!!! Some of them don't have family. We have a regular who comes in and plays every day..she is a senior from Detroit and she lives alone..she feeds us goodies and calls us her sisters...we are her family..and for that i am thankful..She is a very nice lady who just is lonely and i'm glad that she feels comfortable with us..I would hate to think of her sitting alone in her seniors home....lonely without people who care for her...and i do care about most of them..the trouble ones though I could do without..like the ones who insist on talking on their cell phones and disturbing everyone around them. When you ask them to stop (politely of course), they look at you like you are from outer space.. I hate cell phones...they ring in the most public places and people have no qualms about using them anywhere..when I am out, i really don't need to hear your converstion about Aunt Marthas recipe for bread..or whatever is soooo important that you couldn't excuse yourself from wherever you are and take the conversation outside..or away from everyone else. Sorry that was a bit of a rant....not my intention. On to something else... How about the terrific news that Shelley of Generation Xhausted is going to be published again!!!!!!! This time in READERS DIGEST!! WAY TO GO GIRL!!!!!!!!!! We are all proud of you..and i am taking the Liberty of speaking for everyone...ok i don't know everyone but i can sure speak for the ones that i do know and we are happy happy happy!! Bug is very confused..she met Ubu on sunday, and until then had only heard his words as read to her via the computer....she wants to know if hes back in the box.(messenger chat box). This morning we were chatting and she couldn't figure out how he got back there... Reminds me of when I was little and my dad used to tell me that everytime he stopped to put gas in the car, he would replace the little men under the hood of the car so we would have new music in the radio....sad what we tell our children..even sadder is that I bought it...kids....I couldn't do that now..Munch would correct me and tell me how the sound waves are carried to the antennaes etc... He is too smart sometimes..and i worry that he won't fit in with other boys his age...hes not a sports kid, although this summer he is much better at playing outside and chasing bugs.... as long as he keeps them outside and doesn't keep them overnight..not fair to the bugs... or the cat in the house..or the mom who would have to chase and catch them should they escape.. Trying to keep up with one BUG is enough..

k

So the meeting of the

So the meeting of the "Group of Three" has come and gone..Funny how time seemed to go so slowly while trying to get to Sunday , yet Sunday was done before I knew it. We three friends, who have been a group for years and years finally got a chance to see each other together for the first time in almost 6 years, although we talk all the time, using modern technology. For me, it was like we had never been apart, other than I think Ubu has grown..I don't remember him being that tall..or maybe its that Nec and I have shrunk over the years..We took a walk through the University where we all went to school together and decided that the campus has shrunk..kinda like the way Nec and i had. When we were there it seemed so big...although in retrospect it was probably because our whole universe was contained in those few blocks of property. I can remember getting ready for class and thinking, God I have to walk all the way over to Dillon hall...I'm not going to make it over there on time...guess i won't go today. Well yesterday while standing in front of Laurier Hall I realized how close the halls really were together...It used to take forever to get from one side of campus to the other, yet we walked it in minutes yesterday. Maybe we were getting bigger, and thats why the campus looked so small now..or maybe its because that we had outgrown the comfort that it gave us for all those years, and we had all moved on to other things. We stood in the "Quad", took pictures of us in front of residence, and Dillon Hall like we were tourists, visiting some spot of historical importance...and in a way we were. As i stood and watched my two friends, i realized that no one in the world knew me like they did/do. Not even my hubby, who knows ME, but wasn't in the group of three. We had seen each other through grade school (Ubu didn't come into group until high school), high school crushes, broken hearts, politics, social issues, parents divorces, deaths and then off to University where we did it all again but as "grown ups", or at least that is what we thought. We lived in really bad housing, fell in and out of love "found ourselves"..and then left to go out into the world. We have seen each other through marriage, pregnancies, births, deaths, day to day living..career choices and the list goes on and on... We sat for lunch, and talked about kids, and work and the price of houses....and its as if we had just seen each other the week before. thats the great thing about true friends..the miles may separate you but you are never really apart. As I watched them pull away at the end of the day, My heart felt full and empty at the same time..Full of the love for my two friends, yet empty as I had to watch them leave, going back to their own corners of the world.. I hope that our children find friends like we did..it makes your life a lot easier when you have people you can grow with, trust and count on and Love..and thats the best part of being friends... Love you guys... k