Oh cruelest of cruel ironies...

So I decided to walk to pick Tierney up from school today, as it was such a beautiful day, to save some gas money.

What happens?

The sky opens up in a torrential downpour while I am waiting for the bell to ring, and I end up paying six bucks for a friggin cab home.

Mischevious, vengeful spirits.

Something is out to get me today. Something intangible is teasing me, playing with my attention span, and trying to get me into trouble.

Put simply, in the two hours that I have been out shopping I have

-run a red light
-Nearly backed into a friend of the neighbors and their children
-Knocked over a stack of books at a bookstore
-knocked over a rack of jackets at a used clothing store, and a few smaller items off a shelf
-Nearly hit a Civic in a busy intersection
-upon entering my apartment, slammed my elbow off the frigde door.

WTF. Something is wrong with me today, my concentration is off. Stress.

My hips lie all the time.. I wish they would stop.

I took my first belly dancing lesson tonight. It was a lot of fun, but a wake up to how unco-ordinated I am capable of being. I'm surprised I can chew gum and walk at the same time.

Imma buy me one a them jangly skirts from the crazy indian store in Barrie. Oh yeah.

The best advice you will EVER GET.

1. Don't grocery shop while Hungry
2. Don't go without a list
3. Definitely, do not EVER combine these two mistakes...



I don't know what Hoisin Sauce is, but I have some now.

This is me today.

I am done school in approximately one month, and freaking out. I have no job lined up thus far. Good news is, Masters programs apparently only have classes maybe two days a week, which means my options open up a bit... I could do Toronto TWO days a week... not 4 or 5 though. In that case I could even do North Bay, or Peterborough, as Trent and Nipissing have Masters Programs too.

In the meantime, I still have to find a job for the Summer. Need to find those ads I had, maybe I can do that at school today.

Had a date last night, but got stood up. Am I pissed? Yeah, a tad. I'll get over it though.

I have been smoke free for two weeks now, and been sticking to the weightwatcher thing (for the most part, I've been writing down, and haven't gone TOO far over... well with the extra 35 points per week range...). Have my second weigh-in tonight, so we'll see how that goes.

Coming into another stress-filled stretch, with major assigments coming in, gotta keep on my "Two hours of homework a night" deal.

Might be going to Wonderland in late April, looking forward to that, I haven't been there since my fifteenth birthday. Nicky took me (cause she's the best sister EVAH *muahs* ) and I remember we only went on like two rides (Top Gun and Clockwerks) and then sat and made fun of people the rest of the day.

Took the girls shopping on monday, got them rain boots, their shoes and tights for ballet (yeah, they're both gonna be taking ballet in May) new spring coats and two outfits each. Once Upon a Child is a great store... I got all that for about 100 bucks. I got the coolest shirt for Reagan (Sammi, Chris and Mari will enjoy this) It's a Sailor Moon shirt, that's in Japanese and has all nine sailors on it, not just the Americanized ones. It's pretty cute.

So yeah, that's me and mine.

This has not been my day.

Woke up this morning, unable to see out the window because of all the snow coming down.

Checked the local radio station, all buses are running.

Snow dies down by the time I have to take tierney and one of the neighbor girls to school. As we pull away from the school, the snow starts up again. By the tiime we start up Yonge street, it is a TOTAL WHITE OUT. I bump the sidewalk numerous times because I can't tell where it ends and the road begins, and I really don't want to end up halfway into the next lane, when I can't see the cars that may be coming up from behind. Not to mention, driving a white car, chances are they can't really see me either.

Get to the mall, find a payphone (having left my cell at home) and call PGH to tell them I'm not coming to my ultrasound today. Find another quarter, call tony and tell him he doesn't have to watch Reagan. As I hang up the phone, the snow is starting to die down. By 10:30 when my appointment would have been, it is BRIGHT and FRIGGIN SUNNY.

So I search for a birthday present and card for my sister (end up getting her a G.C. to get acrylic nails and airbrushing... she'll like that) and go grocery shopping.

Now as of late, I have been attempting to watch my weight (it's day 8 on the plan, been pretty good so far, I also quit smoking again 6 days ago) and I am also trying to learn how to cook. Not 'throw-things-in-the-oven' cook, but really cook. But since I had no concrete plans for dinners this week, I have not made a shopping list. I start off just kind of winging it, but then I decide it's stupid to just go without a list, I'm gonna buy all sorts of stuff I don't need right away. So I ended up putting about half the stuff back and just stripping down to essentials for the next couple days, fruits etc, and stuff that I had gotten that was non-perishable and on sale. I'll probably do a big ass grocery shop this weekend, and stock up on spices and various specialty items I don't already have.

So there's about an hour wasted, but I'm happy because I only spent 40 bucks on groceries. This is where I realize Reagan doesn't have her mittens. Fortunately, she knows where they are. At the other end of the mall, behind a bench in the vestibule in front of Zellers. When we find her mittens, I discover that my gloves are gone. The best freaking gloves I have ever owned. Customer service doesnt' have them, and it's the coldest day of the year. Blah.

Drive home with freezing fingers. Run into the laundrymat for change (because ours doesn't have a change machine) to discover its out of order. SO i Have no laundry money.

Fortunately, when I got home, there was a message from zellers, they have my gloves, so when I go to get tierney, I can get changge from the bank and pick up my gloves.

What a day so far. blah. Oh and I'm sore as fuck from shovelling the ice rink my parents back yard. There was ice on TOP of the ice.