Wednesday, May 24, 2017

You Asked, I Answer (Childhood memories, High School Grades, Senior Prom and Car Accidents)

This week’s post is going to answer all the questions that one favourite blogger asked.


Betty asked:

What is your earliest childhood memory?

One of my favourites is when I used to write letters to my dad on loose leaf paper when I was about three or four. I’d scribble rows and rows of squiggly lines, seemingly writing sentences like my older brother who was in school did, and hand them to my father to read. He would thank me, pretend he was reading and then tell me how great my stories were. Not once did he ever dismiss my "writing", or tell me that it was just gibberish. He was special like that. And perhaps this memory has been retained because it conveyed the love and thoughtfulness of his good heart. He was an amazing father and I miss him every day.

The first most amazing man in the world in my life.

What were your grades in high school?

I was a natural in school and up until my early high school years I whizzed through exams and my grades were very high in just about every subject without ever needing to study. This turned out to be a blessing when I started 9th grade and the rebel in me surfaced and I began to cut classes. Because even though I put in little to no effort on many courses, I still managed to sail through them. Of course, most of my grades dropped below As that I could easily have achieved, but at the time I didn’t really care. All that to say that my grades were nothing to brag about while I was dealing with teen angst. Eventually I grew out of that and my college years produced much better results.

Did you go to your senior prom?

Absolutely! I wouldn’t have missed it. If I remember correctly, it was held at the Ritz-Carlton in the downtown area of my hometown of Montreal. The hotel opened in 1912 and it was the first in North American to bear the “Ritz Carlton” name.

My prom shopping budget was very small but I did manage to find a lovely red dress to wear with pretty white pumps. I did my own (80s) hair, (raccoon) make-up and (smudged) nails, of course, and although it wasn’t the most professional job, I think I looked presentable.

It was a wonderful occasion even though I attended with my boyfriend that I’d met six months prior who would become my nemesis ex-husband many years later. Had I known...

Oh well, at least the party was very nice.

Been in any car accidents?

When I was about 27, just a few weeks after giving birth to my older daughter, I rear ended someone on my way home from the pharmacy. Thankfully the driver I hit and I were both just strolling along and it turned out to be a minor incident. I was relieved that I was alone in the car at the time because if I’d had my newborn with me the stress would have skyrocketed.

But many years earlier...

On my way home from work one evening in my first (used) car that I’d had for a relatively short period of time, a city bus driver failed to notice me when he left his stop sign and crashed into me. Thank goodness it was on the passenger’s side of my vehicle because the damage was quite extensive. The hit from the bus was so forceful that it pushed my car across the road into some parked cars, two of which retained damage. First responders arrived quickly and an ambulance technician gave me some type of medication to calm me down because I was in shock and my heartbeat was dangerously fast. I wasn’t hurt physically but the accident scarred me mentally and emotionally. For a very long time after that I was afraid of driving. It took a long time to shed that trauma. I had no light or stop sign that day and the bus driver was 100% at fault. But that made no difference with my insurance, which skyrocketed after that because of the huge claim I made. No big deal. At least I was unharmed.

Thanks for all the great questions, Betty! I’ll be back with more answers next week.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Chuckles and Chortles

Happy Monday, everyone. How are you all doing? I hope you had a nice weekend. It's a long one for us here in Canada, so today is a day off for many people. There is a city planned event going on today called the 'Mayor's Picnic' in a park near the water. There will be games, a car show, food, a kite festival, and much more. There is even free shuttle service across the city, so people don't need to take their cars. It all sounds wonderful, doesn't it? The problem it that it's raining today. Hiss. Boo. We were keen on going but the weather is not inviting. Who wants to stand under an umbrella the whole time? I'm hoping beyond hope that the rain stops and the sun comes out. Chance of that happening? Zero. We will see.

Let's get to the funny stuff to make us all smile.

Have a great day!

Friday, May 19, 2017

This Week

Has it been a couple of weeks since I uploaded this type of post? It certainly has. I’ve been completely slacking off on blogging. Sometimes it goes that way. I haven’t been sharing much but I have been enjoying your blogs and keeping up with them as best as I can.

This week was a little quieter than usual. We actually didn’t do very much and that’s okay. The good news is that our upper level is completely finished. We now have a kitchen, dining area, bedroom, office and bathroom spotless and freshly painted. And not only is the cleaning and painting done but we’ve also changed light fixtures, door handles and hinges, kitchen cabinet knobs, blinds and curtains. The entire level has been given a complete face lift and it looks great.

Our next stop will be the large storage area that will also serve as a workspace. We’ve going to vacuum and TSP the cement floor, paint it and the surrounding walls, put up shelves and add a workbench. And as soon as we’re done with all that (who knows when), we will finally tackle the area I’m most eager to tackle: the lower level. I cannot wait to rip out the most disgustingly grungy carpets in the history of disgustingly grungy carpets, scrub everything down, add new floors and paint from top to bottom. It’s the dirtiest section of the house and I’ll breathe a huge sigh of relief when it’s finally clean. That’s the house stuff.

I didn’t get to see my two girls on Mother’s Day but figured I’d book a separate date with each of them on another day. Yesterday was one of those days. I left around 9:45 AM and drove to Ottawa where my younger daughter lives, works and studies. We spent the entire day together and it was wonderful. My daughter has grown into an amazing young woman and spending time with her is an absolute joy. I also got the chance to once again see her newly-adopted cat, Obi, who is happily settled in her new home and treated like a queen. She is friendly and energetic and very talkative. She greets everyone at the front door when they come in and then flops on the ground so they can rub her belly. She is the cutest thing in the world. I wanted to scoop her up, sneak her out and take her home with me. daughter.

Anyhow, I left Ottawa around4:00 PM, which is not a good time to leave. If you’re not out of there by 3:30 at the latest, prepare to crawl through traffic, which I did. It cost me an extra half hour on the road trying to make my way home. But that’s alright. Spending time with my daughter made it worth it. I’ll be booking a date with my older daughter next. Probably the weekend after. It is sheer bliss being able to visit any time we want now that we've moved closer to everyone we love most in this world.

And that’s all I have to say for now. Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!