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Some Kindness Along the Way

I kind of let this blog go for a while… had all good intentions of still writing but.. you know, life and stuff.

My father died recently.  November 27, 2016.  Just shy of his 81st birthday. December 13th.

dad1A couple of years ago he had heart surgery and I was worried we were going to lose him then.  He made it through. He actually went back into hospital on the anniversary of his heart surgery, but that’s another story for another time.

The reason for posting this is because I’m amazed at the kindness of people when things are not going well. Continue reading

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100 truths or 100 useless boring questions

Okay, seriously. Going to start writing more. But I’m starting with this.. why?  Lazy.  And I need to think of something to write about…

Katy Warren. One of the most talented, coolest people I know

WHAT WAS YOUR:

1. Last beverage: Coffee. And Water .. not mixed together, just had two bevvies on the go
2. Last phone call: Jeezus. I hardly ever talk on the phone anymore.  *checks phone*  Jodi Crooks. She rocks. Just sayin’.
3. last text message: Hmmm BBM or text?  well last text was  “Woot! LOL”.. last BBM says “and I set him straight re: the dead guy”.. Don’t ask
4. last song you listened to:  at this moment.. “Devil Inside” INXS on the radio..
5. last time you cried: a few days ago.  Again. Don’t ask.

HAVE YOU EVER:

6. dated someone twice: yes.  Three times actually.  Did not work out any of the times.  Should have learned the first time.
7. been cheated on: yes. Don’t ask
8. kissed someone & regretted it: No. Kissing is fun. Regret is not.
9. lost someone special: Yes. Recently.  I’ve lost people physically through death in the past year. I’ve also lost people through being a bad friend and doing or saying things that led to a parting of the ways.  #regret
10. been depressed: Yes. I have issues.
11. been drunk and threw up: Not since I was a teen. Drunk since, yes. Threw up.. no. I am not an amateur.

Josh Warren – another uber cool human that I happened to give birth to.

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:

12. Red
13. Black
14. White.  I’m pretty basic.

THIS YEAR, HAVE YOU: (2012)

15. Made a new friend: Yes. Many. I am thankful.
16. Fallen out of love:  No.  But in 2011, yes. Again, don’t ask.
17. Laughed until you cried : Often. Regularly. I thank my BFF Jodi for that.
18. Met someone who changed you: Yes. I think that every time I meet someone new they change me in some respect.
19. Found out who your true friends were: Definitely.
20. Found out someone was talking about you: Yes.
21. Done anything you regretted: Yes. Truly.
22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: A Facebook question… most I know in real life.  I’d say 75%
23. How many kids do you want to have: When I was in high school I wanted a LOT of kids.. like, 6. All Brady Bunchy and shit.  I ended up having 2.  I’m way too old to have anymore.  If I end up with someone with kids, I’m cool with that.  Love kids. Probably because I’m horribly immature.
24. Do you have any pets:  Yes.  Mocha Latte Warren.. aka Mocha the Wonderdog. She’s adorable. Even Cat People love her. She is kind of jerk when she meets new people, but is a giant whore once she knows you’re cool.  Kinda like her mom. Oh wait.. that didn’t sound good. I meant loving and affectionate.
25. Do you want to change your name: Not really. Changed my name once, from Kubilius to Warren.  Once I was divorced, I considered it. As adult, I am known as Beth Warren.  So I won’t change it. But if I do, I’ll go with Lady Gaga for the royalties.
26. What did you do for your last birthday: Had a fantastic dinner at Marisol with MTG and Katy Warren.  Delish!
27. What time did you wake up today: 7am
28. What were you doing at midnight last night:  Sleeping
29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: Winning the lottery.
30. Last time you saw one of your parents:  a couple of weeks ago.  I should visit more often.
31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? Wow. Hard question.  Kinda wish I had a time machine. I’d change some things. Act differently. But everything happens for a reason.
32. What are you listening to right now?: DAVE FM
33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: This is a stupid question. Of course I have.
34. What’s getting on your nerves right now: These questions.  why the heck do I do these things…?
35. Most visited webpage: http://www.google.com. I’d say porn pages but my mom might read this. (that’s a joke, people…)
36. Whats your real name: Elizabeth Ann Margaret Kubilius Warren.  If you call me Liz, I definitely won’t answer. If you call and ask for Elizabeth, I know you don’t know me and I’ll say she’s not home.
37. Nicknames: Beth, I guess.  The Wolf.  Bethany.
38. Relationship Status: In one.
39. Zodiac sign: Aries
40. Male or female?: I thought the Elizabeth thing would have given that away.  Female.
41. Elementary: Glen Echo
42. Middle School: Glen Brae
43. High school/College: Glendale.  then Mohawk College and Conestoga College
44. Hair color: at the moment or naturally?  This is obviously a trick question. I am going with brown.
45. Long or short: Long
46. Height: 5’3″ but I look taller due to my large head.
47. Do you have a crush on someone?  mebbe
48: What do you like about yourself? I am funny.  I am reasonably intelligent. I’m generally kind.  For the most part I’m a pretty decent human being.
49. Piercings: 6.  None of them with jewellery in them.
50. Tattoos: three – an Aries symbol on my back.. a dragon on my left hip and “Laugh” on my left wrist – matching tattoo with BFF Jodi.
51. Righty or lefty  : very very righty

FIRSTS :

52. First injury: fell off the edge of the tub when I was 3 and cracked my head open. The first of my head injuries.
53. First best friend: Julie Deumo.  Stevie Gillie.
54. First Kiss: Stevie Gillie age 5ish… First “REAL” kiss.. hmmm Chris Stewart, about age 13… in his garage playing spin the bottle.
55. First sport you joined: figure skating. I suck at skating now.
56. First vacation: we used to go “to the Quebec side” as a family when I was a kid.  Cottage on the Ottawa river with my family, the cousins, aunts, uncles and a a whole slew of people.  Caught frogs, swam, bonfires, volleyball, hanging at the beach.. barbeques. Super fun memories.
57. First Alcoholic beverage : oy vey.  Uhhhhh probably beer.  I didn’t like it then.
58. First time getting arrested: LOL.  You’d think, eh? But no, never.

RIGHT NOW

59. Eating: nothing
60. Drinking: Coffee, water.  See Above.
61. I’m about to: Answer some more of these damned questions.  They’re pretty ridiculous, but I’ve already committed myself to this…
62. Listening to: the Darryl Law show on Dave FM

YOUR FUTURE :

63. Dreams?:well, winning the lottery would be awesome, but if that isn’t going to happen then I’ll go for people paying me buckets of money to write things.
64. Want kids?: Got kids. Two of them. They are fantastic.  And extremely talented. Best thing I’ve ever done.  So, no more kids for me .. (hey wasn’t this asked already..?)  But if I end up with someone who already has kids, that’s cool.
65. Get Married?:I would like to.  We’ll see.
66. Career?:See #63.  Something fun.  That I absolutely love.

WHICH IS BETTER :

67. Lips or eyes: I like having both.
68. Hugs or kisses: Both. I’m greedy.
69. Shorter or taller: shorter or taller than what?
70. Older or Younger: I’d like to be younger, but I don’t think I really have a choice in the matter.
71. Romantic or spontaneous: Both
72. Nice stomach or nice arms: hmmmm arms.
73. Sensitive or loud: somewhere in the middle.  I, on the other hand, am loud.
74. Hook-up or relationship: relationship, thanks.
75. Trouble maker or hesitant: Me or guys?  Troublemaker. It’s the only way to go
76. Looks or Personality: Personality, but good looks don’t hurt.  Intelligence is pretty key, too.

HAVE YOU EVER :

77. Drank hard liquor:  Duh.
78. Lost glasses/contacts: Yes
80. Broken someone’s heart: I believe so.
81. Had your own heart broken: Yes.
82. Been arrested: Jeezus, what’s with the arrested question? I answered that already! NO.  Obviously you think you can trick me with this one.  But no, clean police check.
83. Turned someone down: Yes
84. Cried when someone died: Of course! What kind of monster do you think I am…?
85. Fallen for a friend?: yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

86. Yourself: Yes, someone has to.
87. Miracles: Yup
88. Love at first sight: Yes
89. Heaven: Yes
90. Santa Claus: Damn straight
91. Aliens: Yes
92. Angels: Yes

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:

93. Are you faithful?: Yes
94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: Sorta. Long time ago.
95. Did you sing today?: No
96. Ever hurt someone?: Yes, I believe everyone has .. just depends on how you deal with it and whether or not it was intentional.
97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go back? Hmmm… interesting. I’m not sure.  Everything happens for a reason, so if I went back in time, maybe things would be completely different… which could be good or bad. Hmmm. maybe just back far enough that I purchased a lot of really valuable stock…
98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?  I can’t think of a particularly uber fun day…. there were lots of fun ones!
99. How do you feel this very second?: somewhat introspective. Must be the questions.
100. Posting this as 100 truths?: Sure. May as well since I did the whole stupid thing.

Life:  going all right.  You will be updated soon.
Love: “in a relationship”
Pants: wearing some.

A Very Bad Friend

I haven’t posted anything in over a year. Yes, I know I keep threatening to.. but for some reason I just haven’t felt compelled to write my little stories.  But, I need to get back to it..

Usually when I write it’s because I have something funny to say.. or some moving story I wish to share. Or I had a bad haircut.. or what have you.  I’m not sure where this one fits in, but I will say I have not had a haircut in a long time.

The brunt of it is: I was a very bad friend.

I recently “lost” two people from my life.  Both of whom I considered dear friends.  However, through my own doing, we aren’t friends anymore.

In both cases, I was very close to each of these people.  Then, life got in the way and I neglected both friendships.  In both cases, took the friendship for granted.   Didn’t see either of them, or talk to them or make attempts at being a good friend to either despite their reaching out to me.

Then, to make matters worse.. I became not just a neglectful friend, but a bad friend.

Not to go into specifics or name names .. but in both cases, I behaved very badly.  Things happened that I misinterpreted.  I was confrontational.  I made accusations.  I made assumptions and suppositions.  I was wrong.

Regardless of what I was feeling at the time, the situation and anything else that was going on, I had no right to treat anyone the way I did.  Especially people I considered friends.  I was awful.  Things will never be the same.

Both relationships are torn, strained at best.  One friend no longer talks to me.  I’m not “unfriended”,  but I am.  I’ve apologized.  That’s all I can do.  I believe the damage to be irreparable.  But it’s my own fault.  I bear the blame.

The other friend and I have talked.. chatted…. exchanged messages.  We’ve said we’ll still be friends.  Seems sincere enough. But it’s still not quite the same.

Again, my fault.

Every one of us has people with whom we have a falling out, drift apart from.. or what have you. One day you wake up and realize you’re no longer friends.  But in these 2 cases I can’t blame moving away or finding different interests or drifting apart.  Just my own damn fault for being insecure.

I guess the point of this is.. life goes on. Moves forward. Continues.  And it will.  There will be new friends.

But they won’t replace the space in my heart the old ones occupied.

But on the bright side, it’s made me look at the other relationships in my life and cherish them more.  Appreciate my friends.  Treasure them.  Be less selfish. And not take anything or anyone for granted.

I guess in the end it’s taught me how to be a good friend.  Or at least not a terrible one.  I hope.

Life: moving along

Love: will be addressed in future posts

Pants: oh @#$@#$ let’s not even go there. This will also be addressed in the future. I’m firmly believing the less I write the more weight I gain. ugh.

The BEST BLOGPOST EVER!!!

Yes, yes indeed.  clown

You’ve been waiting for it. Don’t deny.

I haven’t posted since September 11th. Sad day.

Plus I’ve been busy. Making a new website www.evilgeniusmarketing.ca… and y’know,  crimefighting, saving people from themselves… doing some performance art in front of the St. Catharine’s WalMart… watching the same “Friends” DVD repeatedly.. did some Ultimate Fighting… crossed the border with nothing to declare except doll clothes… Kung Fu… flossed… laundry… worshipped Will Ferrell… made friends while influencing people… turned phallic cakes into woodland creatures (oh wait, that was Ross..).. imparted wisdom to others.. joined a band of gypsies.. mocked some circus clowns.. you know, the usual.

Ok, so I really have no excuse and this isn’t the best blog ever.

But I promise to make the next one awesome. Right after I finish fighting these Ninjas.

Life: Get busy livin’ or get busy dyin’.
Love: Nothing to report. However I do have a date this week.
Pants: I’m wearing some.. nothing to report here either.

Have You Ever?

Again, one of those questionnaire type things that make their way around the internet.. I just find some of the questions.. and answers.. interesting.. questions1219kind of like virtual Truth or Dare…

1. Ever find anything nasty in your restaurant meal? Yes, human hair.  I got a free meal as it was obvious it wasn’t mine.
2. Ever had a gun pointed at you and if so, by who? No, but I did point a gun at someone else.. I was five and took my dad’s rifle out of the house to scare some neighbourhood boys. Thank God my dad did not keep ammo in the house.
3. Ever been tasered? You mean by police? Then, no.
4. Ever exited a moving vehicle? Yes, in the middle of a fight with my ex. Not a good day. Fell OFF a moving vehicle once too. Stupid high school kids. That would have been concussion #3 I believe…
5. Ever gone skydiving? Not on your life, buddy.
6. Ever eaten an insect? Not intentionally but yes
7. Ever eaten rattlesnake meat? No thanks
8. Ever been run over by a car? No, cut out of one though.
9. Ever been knocked unconscious? Concussion #4 I believe… fell down a flight of stairs at school. Developed tinnitus (ringing in the ears) for 2 weeks. It was awful.
10. Ever been hospitalized by an accident? Yes – couple of times.  Stitches in head, fractured pelvis.. that sort of thing.
11. Ever had surgery? Yes. A few. Tonsils, nose (not cosmetic… for breathing purposes..).. a C section among them..
12. Ever been under general anesthesia? Yes. See above.
13. Ever played Truth or Dare? Which did you pick? Yes, and depended on the question. Worst dare was streaking. I did it.

14. Ever won more than $100 playing blackjack?  No, but on the slots… yes!

15. Ever saved a life? Put out a fire at my neighbour’s house once… 

16. Ever been chased on the freeway in a road rage incident? No, but I’ve been in the car with the “chaser”.. scary!

17. Ever been audited by the IRS/CRA? No.  Knock wood.
18. Ever tricked someone by putting sugar in the salt shaker? No.. but I’ve loosened a few lids… 😉
19. Ever whittled something out of wood? Do I look like I grew up in the hills?
20. Ever surprised yourself by fixing something you thought unrepairable? Yes. Several things including a broken heart.
21. Ever fired a gun? If so, when was the first time? Nope. Thank goodness (see #2)

22. Ever confronted a burglar? No
23. Ever had something stolen out of a locker? Yes
24. Ever written a book or “how to” guide of some sort? LOL. Yes, see last blog post.
25. Ever been asked for your autograph? Yes when I was in radio.  Yeah it’s worth MILLIONS…
26. Ever kissed the ground? Not that I can recall…

27. Ever steered a car with a body part other than your hands? No. isn’t that a guy thing?
28. Ever worn mismatched socks in public? Most days. LOL
29. What’s the nicest thing someone’s ever done for you? Many things.. too many to mention.

30. Ever lit off a smoke bomb? no
31. Ever break a tooth? Yes unfortunately… suckage. TWICE BOTH times on POPCORN. I avoid it now..
32. Ever hit a wild animal while driving? A skunk. AWFUL lemme tell ya.. couldn’t drive the car for a couple of days. YUCK
33. Ever have a bird fly into the windshield of a vehicle you were in? yes
34. Ever bust open an old fashioned thermometer and play with the mercury? Yes, as a kid
35. Ever suck on a tootsie pop without biting it?  Yes, but not for long…
36. Ever kill an afternoon reading comic books? yes! I used to collect comic books
37. Ever fallen off a ladder? Yes but not far.
38. Ever fallen off a roof? No.  I used to climb out my bedroom window and across the roof and down the antenna to sneak off to parties when I was about 15. Well, until I got caught.
39. Ever fall in love at first sight? No, I don’t think so.  There’s still time…
40. Ever seen one of your own bones exposed? Yuck. No.
41. Ever been served a bowl of chicken soup with the claw still on the drumstick? LMAO NO!
42. Ever find something that you thought was really valuable, only it turned out to be worthless? Yes. Mostly relationships. LOL
43. Ever had a celebrity crush? David Cassidy when I was really young.. then Shaun Cassidy in Grade 7/8. And I’d totally do George Clooney.
44. Ever see an animal being born in person? Yes, kittens.
45. Ever see a human baby being born in person? Yes, Katy.. Josh they knocked me out for. He was being difficult. Nothing’s changed.. LOL
46. Ever wake up screaming? Yes. But then I got a divorce.
47. Ever held your breathe for more than 2 minutes? Yes, when I was much younger and an avid swimmer
48. Ever washed a car in a bikini? That’s what I’m doing right now as a matter of fact…
49. Ever told someone yapping in a crowded movie theater during the movie to shut the hell up? Yes.. it’s nearly always chicks too.
50. Ever been told that you look like a celebrity? Yes. Elizabeth Taylor (never saw that).  Julie Kavner (Rhoda’s sister Brenda and the voice of Marge Simpson…) .. And Marilyn Chambers, porn star. LOL.

 

Life: Living it, baby!
Love: The only boys that seem to like me live very far away. Maybe I should move. Oh, I just did. Never mind…
Pants: Yes, I’m wearing some (I was kidding about the bikini…)

How to Get Blocked in 8 Simple Steps!

Once again, I must preface the post with the warning.. “If you are my Mother, do NOT read this. No, really Mom.. there are just some things you don’t want to know, being the good Catholic woman that you are. So, seriously, go make a Sanka and watch some Coronation Street and forget that you ever even came across this blog post, okay? Because you really shouldn’t read it. K? K. Love you!”

No, seriously Mother. STOP NOW.dude

Well,  now that I have that out of the way….

Over the weekend I received a “friend request” on Facebook.  Not unusual, per se. I receive usually a few a week.. many people that I know through the music business or friends of friends.. some that I’ve met through Twitter.. that sort of thing.

So when I receive a request from someone I don’t immediately recognize, I merely investigate their profile.. see who or what we have in common and determine whether or not I really want to befriend this person. 

Mind you,  I have various levels of “friendship”.. if you’re reading this now, that likely means you can read my links,etc., and therefore you likely have full access. I have multiple levels of access.. some can’t see my wall posts.. some can’t see any pictures.. things like that. Just depends.  And sometimes statuses change dependant upon our interaction.

That being said, I didn’t look too closely at Buddy’s profile.. he looked kind of familiar although I didn’t recognize the name , but I still added him.

Almost immediately the IM chatty thing opened up and Buddy started yacking.   Mostly inane chatter.. the usual crap. I asked if his FB name was his “real” name.. it was not, and he told me his proper handle.  And then whilst we chatted it hit me.. this was a guy I had met online through a dating site.. we met once about 4 years ago.  Emphasis on the ONCE.

We met for a drink… it didn’t go extremely well.. I had absolutely no interest and ceased contact. And quit with the online dating.

Once I made the connection I tried to gracefully get out of the conversation without looking like a complete and utter bitch.  I’m not a fan of hurting anyone’s feelings, regardless of how jerky I might think they are.. so I merely chose to hit the “ignore” button for a bit.. and then said I had to go. 

And then the messages started.  There were several. And based on Buddy’s profile and his messages,  I have created a list of actions you can perform in order to be immediately blocked on Facebook, Twitter or any other Social Media site or application.

How to Get Me to Block You in 8 Simple Steps

1. Please let me know that you have creeped all of my Facebook photos and have enjoyed them in an intimate way. Especially if I really don’t know you very well. Really, it’s charming and endearing. Not creepy or disturbing at all.

2. Use an alias. Nothing says forthcoming and upstanding like not using your own name. Again, not at all unsettling or suspicious.

3. Include in your profile a lot of shots of just your torso.  No head, just neck to very, very close to south of the border. HAWT. Chicks dig it.

4. Only have girls on your friends list. This does indeed show me that you are a ladies man. And that you apparently were beat up by all the other guys in school and therefore have no real friends. It’s just a theory.

5. Ensure that you have all the “cool” applications like “Babe of the Day” and “Hot or Not” installed on your Facebook page. This is really impressive and again is an indicator of your extreme hawt-ness and likeability.  Also take all the cool quizzes.. start with “What Kind of Lover Are You” and work your way up.

6.  When contacting me by chat or messaging, please indicate that you had a very hard time getting to sleep after we chatted because you were thinking of me in special and intimate ways.  This is of course even though we don’t know each other and I have given you absolutely no indication that I find you attractive in the least. 

7. Please refrain from discussing anything remotely interesting.  Keep all topics of conversation confined to what I look like, my various physical attributes and what affect they may have on the fit of your pants.

8. Go try this on some other chick, because frankly, I’ve already unfriended you.. you will never read this… and I have no interest in chatting with you again.  Seriously, dude. I have no idea if this actually ever works for you or not, but I’m thinking not.  Either that or you end up dating a lot of girls whose IQ’s range in the double digits. 

Addendum. #9. (courtesy of the lovely and talented Lea Cater  — @leannecater)  I would add step #9 “when I tell you I’m seeing someone & there4 can’t date you, call me a LIAR! And demand details as proof 😉

Suffice to say, Buddy and I are no longer “friends”.  (Insert ironic sad face icon here)

And people wonder why I’m still single.

Life: All in all going all right.
Love: BWAHAHAHAHAHA
Pants: doing up the belt a little tighter these days… good news..

Just Being Neighbourly, is All…

I’ve made friends with one of my new neighbours. Which is terrific, because it really kinda sucks when you don’t like your neighbours and then you have to see them all the time and you sort of avoid each other and all that crap.streetparty_mingling

Because of course they then have the tendency to just be jerks (in my experience) and do stuff like leave grass clippings on your driveway and stuff. (One of the other neighbours here did that this week.. I am taking the high road and cleaning them up and not dumping them on his drive.)

Regardless, this morning I was doing some cleaning and went out front to empty the recycling bin.. and while I was out there, Jim from across the street waved and said hi and started having a big ol’ conversation with me. Which was awesome, because I was in pajamas. However, it was nice chit chatting and being friendly.. in my last place I didn’t really know any of the neighbours but for the one directly next door and I lived there for nearly a year.

When I was a kid EVERYBODY knew their neighbours.  Mind you, growing up we had a pool so every kid for miles knew where I lived and wanted to be my friend .. in the summer, anyway.  My family lived in the same house for 40 odd years; most of the other neighbours were there for nearly as long, and everyone knew everyone. It was awesome.

On Victoria Day, everyone in the neighbourhood would come to our house and my dad would light everyones’ fireworks (all the other dads were a-scared of fireworks.. not my dad.. he used a blowtorch to light them..) and the parents would have some of Mr. Selsek’s and Mr. Mutart’s homemade wine and get a little tipsy and everyone would “oooooh and aaaaah” and the kids would drink kool-aid and eat popcorn. 

We had the type of neighbours that would bring you over some homemade jam or a basket of peaches or tomatoes just because.. where they’d shovel your driveway if you were away (so burglars wouldn’t know you weren’t home..).  My dad regularly would help out one neighbour or another with a plumbing problem or fixing an electrical outlet or trying to get raccoons out of their chimneys.  The neighbourhood ladies would often get together for a coffee or a tea. It was just.. friendly.

At one point, one of the original neighbours moved out and the house was sold. The people who moved in were from a different area of the city (i.e. bad area of town) and immediately put up fences and locked gates and the whole nine yards.. effectually making their property a bit of an eyesore to the neighbourhood.  Another inhabitant of the street spoke up about this and this launched an all out war between the two the end result of which was going to court.. but not before the newbies to the ‘hood created an effigy of their “nosy neighbour” depicting her as a witch flying on a broom and displayed it for all to see.  At least it was interesting..

I’ve never had awful neighbour problems.. just some apathetic ones.  People who made no effort whatsoever to be pleasant or even say hi.   If you look up “neighbour” in the thesaurus, one of the words you can substitute is “friend”.  In some places I’ve lived I’ve made friends and managed to stay in touch with those people.. but in other places, not so much.  And that makes it somewhat lonely and sheltered I find.. so I try to be friendly when the opportunity presents itself.

So this morning when Jim came across the street to have a chat, it was very nice.  A lovely, amiable man who made suggestions about different places I could take my son this weekend.. yapped about how buddy didn’t clean up his lawn clippings.. the weather, you know, the usual neighbour stuff.

Mind you, then I noticed that Jim seemed to be admiring my shirt…. which was basically just your average plain white tee.  And I wasn’t wearing a bra.  And it was a bit chilly out this morning.  ‘Nuff said.  I couldn’t cross my arms and head into the house fast enough…

I guess sometimes there’s such a thing as being “too” friendly. Darn. I was just trying to be neighbourly…..

Life: So far, so good!
Love: I’m debating on deleting this section as “nothing to report” is even boring ME…
Pants: About to head out for another marathon walk/run. Should be fun!