dammit blogger. dammit everything.

It seems I will now only blog on my iPhone. since I always seem to be able to actually compose posts on it consistently. I kind of dislike blogging with my touch screen as its too easy to make mistakes. Touch screen is great for communicating quick messages, which don't lose all meaning with letters thrown in here and there, or the oddly place accidental punctuation. Dammit blogger, I'm glad I didn't wait for the successfull posting of lastnights blog before glass of wine #3.

This morning, at 530am, before the sun even knew it was morning, I was ripped from the warm embrace of sleep and thrown into the middle of the worst kind of torture... the early morning -- the way, way, to early morning. My dog was barking, which normally only happens if she wants outside. Barking at the neighbor from the apartment upstairs. He was, ever so gently, ramming his car forward and backward into the snowbanks in front and back of his car. The shovelling prior to this was bad enough, for getting the dog barking and keeping me awake in the first place. However, this slippery,orange kia induced, skidding, snowbank smashing, specticle was just about enough to make the most hardcore human-being cry at 530am. And, to make it worse, tomorrow I go back to work and will as a result be forced to face early am torture for the next 2 days. I couldn't get back to sleep after I woke up. Kyle has a cold, so his sick breathing was keeping me up. It's not his fault, he miserable, and so I came to sleep on the loveseat. Just at that time the 18month old above me started running around above me. So I tried to listen to music and sleep, which disnt work but it was relaxing. I waited for kyle to get up, we had our traditional spat and I drove him to work. Dammit everything.

Speaking of the love of my life (dispite everything that's true), it's his break time, I'm visiting at 330! On that note, bye for now!

The following is my post from last night that my computer refused to let me post at the time:




Everyone should listen to Adele.
She is so talented. She is also helping me through my snow-day... well, I'm not sure if it's the music, or the Shiraz, either way, I'm very content (at least right at the moment). Also, by snow-day I mean, I am "snowed in", as we tough Canadians say. I was fine with that until I realized that I only had a half a pint of Gin left. That's not enough alcohol to be snowed in. F*CK the food stockpile, I could survive on all that... but I needed wine. So I shoveled myself out at about 8pm. I'm also glad I did so, because I got to drink Tim Horton's coffee, which is way more potent than the stuff I'd been drinking all day at home. I also got to bring Kyle a coffee which meant a snowy visit with the Fiancé. I was stoked to see him, because I didn't think I would get to before 11pm since he works tonight (and most nights) until close at the Delta. As of now, I've finished 2 glasses of the Shiraz, and am going on to the 3rd as soon as I hit the "compose" button. I've been drinking it from one of the 12 glasses I got tonight at Zellar's for less than 1$/glass... they were $11 something. But, I thought they were $14.99. I was satisfied with getting them for less than $20, but BONUS sale...that's just T.G.T.B.T.! ...Didn't even see it coming man. Anyways, now I have plenty of wine glasses..which is also good because I'm fabulous at breaking them...then usually Kyle gets cut with them. Now we just need furniture, yeah, no furniture and I've lived here for almost 6 months, whatever. Kyle promises he'll have that stuff here in a week. But, I think he only cares because, as I told him, if not, I will likely run away and cancel Christmas and call off the wedding until he make's my house a home. This time next week there could very well be a post about all the drama...However, that's only IF I don't have ALLLL of my stuff next week... It's effin ridiculous, and quite simple to just move and take your stuff with you. Why make it difficult, right? And, that's too long of a private story to post all about on the blog... for now. At the moment I will stay positive and hope he'll keep his promise so I don't have to get all extreme and stuff. Perhaps it's the wine blogging right now. Perhaps it's anger and frustration. Regardless, he's lucky, because, I love him anyway... even when I occasionally feel taken for granted. Truest love, because if not.... I'll just not go there. Anyway, my wine induced blog is over.... I won't make promises I can't keep, so I wont say when I'll blog next...but I will be back. Goodnight bloggers. Hope you all enjoyed the snow-day... if you don't have snow, I hope you're chillin' anyway. Be back eventually. Happiest blogging.

Well, I was supposed to work tonight, and I actually went to work tonight but came home sick.  I got a tetanus shot at work a few days ago, which is good because I don't want to get sick or make other people sick, but I feel pretty crappy now.  Anyways, it'll pass.  Now I'm sitting around with Kyle relaxing and watching UFC on Fox.  Even though they're brutal, strong, monsters who make each other disgusting and bloody, there is something I like about watching the fights.  Once we went to see fights in Las Vegas,  just after I graduated from university! It was a highlight of my life for sure. Great time. Everyone should go to Las Vegas, no questions asked.  Not really much to blog about. Didn't feel like doing much today.  I slept until 2:30, then went to Walmart with Kyle so he could buy a video game... where I had to be an asshole to the worker at Walmart to get her to unlock the case for the game after she gave me attitude (... I should have just said f*ck it, and went to stupid future shop).  Kyle  stood in the line, while I fought to get him his game, and looked down at his Goats milk soap and toothpaste laughing about the whole ordeal.  I just don't get it, I hate the lack of respect people have for their customers when they're older than I am.  I just think because I'm young, and they're like 30-40 years older than me, they don't treat me properly,  I had an argument with a woman at a Tim Horton's drive-thru a few weeks back over not getting large white sandwich buns, and Kyle wanting a large BLT on white, not whole wheat.  He says, "it's a totally different sandwich if you get it on whole wheat!!"  Apparently, Kyle is a common denominator, and I should start making him buy his own shit so I can stop fighting with disrespectful people who are there to SERVE me.  I know all that sounds sort of mean.  And, maybe, I seem like a bit of a demanding person at times, which I totally can't argue, but hear me out.  I have worked in retail, and I have also worked in a restaurant.  I now spend 25% of my time taking care of people for 12 hour shifts at a time.  I don't get to be my true "argumentative" self.  My grade six teacher coined that trait...I remember thinking "what's argumentative? me? argumentative? ...no way! " I argued it, proving him right... The point is, I have always, no matter what, served my clients as well as possible.  In the clothing store, they were right.  In the restaurant, they were right.  In the hospital, they are right.  It makes me furious that people don't show respect when they're getting paid to do so.  They're the face of those companies, and if I were the boss, they'd be so reprimanded.  That's my rant for the day, time to chill. Blog soon!  Oh, and I almost forgot the real highligh of my day! My friend Veronica named a drink after me!! I created it, she recreated it under the name of "Tiff":

Veronica AppleSkins Abraham

Just bought everything I needed for a Tiff! What's a Tiff? An awesome lady who told me that ghetto lemonade, blue curaco, 7-Up, gin, frozen berries, lemon and and ice is real good! I named it after her! I had a bad day so I'm making sure tonight is gonna be good!

Veronicas Drink Photo: 

My Drink photo:

long day of work.

Two words: Uphill Battle.... end post. Juuuuuust kidding. But, seriously, I had a long day at work. It was a great day, as far as dayshifts go. But I felt like around every corner there was a challenge. Something I've learned in my life, I haaaaaate challenges. It was more of an irritating time than anything, but, nonetheless, I just couldn't wait to be out of that building. Then, with a phone call from a friend in need it's amazing how your prioritys change, how my shitty Wendy's salad didn't matter, and my irritating workday just didn't matter. I no longer wanted to go home and nap for 4 hours, I had a friend waiting around the corner for his friend... so we went out for pizza instead of me napping. Now, although tired, tooo tired really, I'm thankful and happy. Not the two words I have following THIRTEEN hour shifts (that are only supposed to be 12...). I'm thankful for my health, my family, my friends, my dogs, even my "enemies" (if u can call then that). Today, I am happy for LIFE. My life as it is. Now, end blog, aka rant. Time to relax and hit the hay!!

there is an app for that...

When does a day go by that we dont hear someone say "there's an app for that"? well, maybe days do go by without hearing it said, but not today!! Need to stay motivated to blog!? Want to keep your blog active to draw people in? Don't mind the occasional touch screen keyboard related typo? hectic sched... you get me. Theres an app for that. Blogger on my iPhone, now there really is no excuse. Its always in arms reach, its lighter and smaller rthan my laptop... and it's the best purchase I've ever ever made. Now, to top it all off it will help me keep my blog updated. Night! keep checkin' in!

First post in > 8 months...

      So, where to begin? I have done much in the past few months.  In total, I lost about 30lbs.  I completed P90X (and yes, I mean the nutrition plan too).  I started running, a task I could not have thought realistic a year ago.  I've learned to run and have participated in a few local road races.  My first was the fiddlers fun run in June, not bad for my first 5km road race.  My next was a 5km in Englishtown.  The next race was the fiddlers run in September, where I completed a 10km road race, official time 1hour 7mins 42seconds.   So, that's been my spare time. 

     Now, other than running, and being busy volunteering with the challenge movement... and of course, working, I don't do much.  All of the above take a lot of my time, and that leaves me with very little me time.  This weekend, however, I got lots of R & R.  We went to Ingonish.  Since July... oh yeah, we moved in July, that happened too... Kyle got a job at the Delta, another major bonus for us... I guess things have been lookin' up... but he works usually about 5-6 days a week.  So as I was saying, Since July our days off haven't coordinated much and we haven't had much time together.  This weekend we went away, and with snow in the highlands, and cozy fire inside, there was no point in going out to do anything besides look at the remaining orange and yellow leaves and buy too much fire wood.  It was a great weekend, we met kyles brothers new girlfriend, which was a total success.  Great times were had by all, at least in my opinion.

     Tomorrow is reality time.  After being off for 6 days, and enjoying most of them in the calmest of places it's back to work tomorrow.  Not as bad considering I feel totally rejuvenated following our weekend retreat to the hills of the Cabot Trail.  How lucky are we? To be living 2-3 hours away from the most amazing views you can dream of.  Too lucky, when you think of how very little we appreciate our beautiful Cape Breton home.  Something about the mountains, or hills, whatever, makes you feel small.  It makes you truly appreciate the amazing power of nature.  Anyway, end rant.  As blogs go, mine tend to be rants and rambles.  Jumbles of fleeting thoughts.  Whether that's good or bad I am not certain, however I do know, I just blogged again.  For the first time, in more than 8 months.  Hoping to do this more often.  I will include some links to some photos I took on the weekend in Ingonish for your viewing pleasure.  I am NOT a photographer, but my iPhone is pretty cool at taking pictures.