Evicted!

Day 4 in the month and this is only my second blog…I am going down hill already! – but I am still going to give it a try.

Well, I will get on with it…We are moving. When I say we are moving, I don’t mean that we are moving right now, but rather that we need to move. We were given out 3 month notice a week ago. So we need to find a place and be moved out of here by the 31st of January. This game to no surprise as a year and a half ago we received a 365 day notice and just the other day a 35 story building monstrosity was approved to be built on the very spot we reside at this point. I’m not bitter, these building defiantly needed either a major overhaul or to be torn to the ground. But the end of January, seriously? Why not just 2 months later…it would be so much easier to move at that time.

Besides that we were are looking for a home to purchase and this just adds the pressure. We now need to find a place ASAP! House hunting has been time consuming and stressful. We have been looking at places all over the city, which is a big task! But we have narrowed out budget and have been agreeing on many different areas! I think we are going to work this out.  Stay tuned for what’s to come.

Wow, it’s November…Again…Already!

Day 2

So I know I am already a day late for the annual NaBloPoMo, but I am just going to get my but in gear and do like Nike does.

Whenever I start the NaBloPoMo or even just decide on my own that I am going to start blogging again I always have to update the appearance or my blog and dashboard.  I am not sure why, but I just do, ok!  Mostly I think that is the reason I like to blog in the first place…because I can come here and make it look all pretty (something I don’t do in life, because I am so not a girly-girl). That is why I started blogging and specifically why I started blogging with wordpress. There were so many more options with wordpress. But this year I went to do that…and realized that what I already had going was better than anything else I could have changed it to…so I left it.

So, for this month I vow to blog at least a little each day (please don’t punish me if it doesn’t happen). And hey, maybe it will continue after this month.

Day 2 down 28 to go.

Why I Love Chloe!

Chloe is our bichon-shitzu…and she is just the cutest little thing. She is so much better than a kid, and here is why:

1. She basically goes to the bathroom on demand (2 times a day, once in the morning ad once at night)
2. When I get home she first finds her favourite ‘baby’ (anything fuzzy and soft) of the week and runs it to me to show me, then drops it to love me and to get loved on
3. She sleeps (or cuddles) whenever you want
4. She only needs food twice a day…and if she doesn’t eat it then she has to wait until the next meal
5. She is furry and soft and cuddly
6. She loves Kris and I so very much
7. She loves to be loved

I am sure there are so many other reasons why I love Chloe so much…but most of all just because she is who she is, our poopy. (and no that is not a spelling error)

And here she is…

You can say it…awe, how cute!

My Story, by Chloe Milligan

One beautiful, splendid day I decided to take a walk.  So when I want to take a walk I usually wait at the front door for one of the little people I live with to let me out, this occasion was no different.  I sat at the front door and patiently waited and then the littlest of the little people I live with opened up the door for me to go out and take a walk. 

All of a suddne the big man (the one the little people call Daddy) began chasing after me yelling, “Pom Pom!” I am not sure what that means so I continue to take my run (you know I don’t want to lose my girlish figure).  So I ran and I ran and I ran until I did not want to run any more, but suddenly I saw this man.  He had a bushy beard and a big friendly smile, so I decided to take a walk over to him and see what he is all about.  When I got to him he picked me up and began to instantly love on me.  Petting me and hugging me and talking to me…so I loved back on him just as hard, if not harder.  Right then and there I decided he was going to be my friend! 

A little while later the Daddy man came and got me and took me back to the house with the little people in it; this made me so very sad, I missed the loving bushy man! Not too long after getting back to the little people house the Daddy man packed up some of my food in a plastic (I hate plastic) container and picked me up in his arms and took me to a car.  ”This looks like the place I met that bushy loving man.” I thought to myself.  “It is, it is…because there he is, right there!!!” 

I had a sleep in his car for a while and then we went for a long drive and then we stopped and picked up this woman…and she seemed to love on me just as much, if not more than the bushy man.   Then they took me to their home and played with me, and walked me, and fed me.  I was hoping I would never have to go back to that place with all the little people (they are sometimes mean to me). The nice man and woman that I live with gave me a name.  They call me Chloe, I like that.  I know when then say Chloe!  they want to talk to me.  It is nice to finally have a name. 

At this new home I met a friend.  I think his name is Kitty Witty and he really likes to play with me.  At first I don’t think he liked me, but now we run and jump together and he even gives me nice hugs sometimes. 

I love all the members of my new family.  I want to stay with them, forever!

I FINALLY got my hair cut!

I hate getting my hair cut! It costs too much for what you get, I never get what I want, it always takes too long, and I am in need of another cut far too soon! Did I mention I hate getting my hair cut! But yesterday I bit the preferable bullet and just went for it. Let me start this story with some background:

When I was younger, 16-20 I got my hair cut at the Super Cuts down the street from my home. I loved it. It was cheap, it was F-A-S-T fast, the lady I went to (always went to) knew my hair…lots and lots of fine hair…and knew how to cut it! Then she moved on…one day there the next gone. I was upset, she didn’t even tell me she was leaving, isn’t that what hair dressers do…gossip and give way too much information to their clients?? Well, I needed to get over it, so I did. I tried various stylists (is that what the kids are calling them these days?) and they all sucked. When I say all, I mean ALL. I got bad hair cuts, and worse ones. I mean, I know that you are educated in the hair department, but could you at least tell me if you think you know better than me. Rather than just give me something completely different than I asked for and then ask, “How’s that?” What am I supposed to say…you are the one with the scissors in your hand! 

Then came the worst cut of all! I “literally” had a mullet on my head! Don’t get me wrong, I can appreciate a good mullet on someone who is still living in the 80’s, but not when I didn’t ask for it! You know when you walk into a salon and you have a bad feeling, leave! Don’t ask any questions, just leave…because I didn’t and hence, the mullet. At least the husband got a good cut that day! Well I was so upset that a few days later I went to the local hair college and asked them to cut it all off! Really, I went really really short…like pixie cut short. And it was good enough (nothing could have been worse than the mullet cut!)

Then the husband and I moved and there was this higher end salon on the same block as us…so after much deliberation (and dipping into our future children’s college fund) I decided to take the plunge and just do it (It couldn’t get worse than the last time I visited a salon…or could it?) I made an appointment with Amanda and was slotted to come back in 3 days for the dirty deed. Much to my surprise, Amanda (plain name) was fun and funky and so amazing at what she does. She gave me an amazing cut! I was so so so so pleasantly surprised! So I continued to go to her and break the bank each time, because let me tell you an amazing hair cut is worth the price you’ve got to pay! Then she too moved on (but with notice this time). So I waited and waited and waited to get my next cut…I booked an appointment at the expensive place again…but it just wasn’t the same without Amanda. The lady (obviously not that good, because I can’t even remember her name) was not as good or fun or funky as MY lady!  So, I tried her twice, but an expensive hair cut does not make it good…a good hair cut makes the expense worth it!

So up until yesterday I waited and waited and waited and my hair just got longer and more scraggly. Until I just could not take it anymore! So I asked my mother-in-law about her stylist (yes that word again!) and she had nothing but praise for her work. So I made an appointment for both the husband and I. 

I came out with hair much shorter than I (and the husband) wanted, but it looks good and it feels good…and it wasn’t even that expensive and it didn’t take too long!

 

*The Husband LOVES it! He kept looking at me all weird like yesterday and telling me how beautiful he things I am.

Suki

I have had unruly skin since I can remember. So when I came across a blog talking about Suki Skin Care Products the other day and heard her positive testimony I needed to research and try it for myself. After researching this all natural product I deemed it worthy of my time and effort to try it.

Well…I have been using this product for 2 full days now and it is amazing to see the difference it has made on my skin. My skin not only feels smooth and soft it is also already looking better! I am excited to see the difference this product is going to make to my skin when I give it more time.

Here We Go Again…

This is me starting up this blog again. I have been having and uncontrollable urge to write lately and have had nowhere to digress…except on the blogs of others…so here I am again starting up this blog to chronicle all (well, at least some) of what we do.

Our Last Vacation – August 2007

I was just thinking about the trip that Kris and I took this past summer and I wanted to share with y’all. So here it is…Kris and I went on a road trip this past summer. We went to Vernon, BC, Washington and Oregon. It was such a blast (it helps that I was with my best friend, and no honey I am not talking about the dog…I am talking about you).

Well, we have decided that we love Washington…everyone kept telling us how much we would love the Oregon coast…but the real gem of the trip was our tie driving though Washington. The majestic trees and being able to basically drive on the side of a cliff and the monstrous interstates were all amazing. I would take another trip there again…I would even move there, it is like Alberta, but on a much larger scale, it would be interesting.

Kris is holding some fresh blackberries that we picked one morning when we woke up from our restless slumber in our Jeep! I was not a big fan, of sleeping in the Jeep that is. The other large one is of the Space Needle in Seattle…past our Jeep and past the road and trees there it is…I really liked this place, all you could see was old buildings and road and foliage (which I love) and the famous Space Needle. The one at the bottom is one of Kris when were were at the Pike Place Market…there was this place where you were outside and you would look out to Puget Sound. This photo is of Kris looking out at that very view…it was interesting how many cranes there were out in the water. And then there is the photograph of me (which there are few of, because I like to be the one taking the pictures, not to have them taken of me), Chloe is cuddling with me in my lap and I am enjoying the first view of the ocean that we got on that trip.