Cuddly BBC Reporter John Sweeney

Recently a panorama story aired on the crazies in Scientology ( yes this is my belief they are nut jobs as well as it being a cult by the way crazzzziiiesss ! )

Anyway unfortunately Mr Sweeney , the investigating reporter, had a teeny tiny little outburst with one of the guys from " the cult" Now to be fair he did lose it ever so slightly but from what I have gathered he had also pretty much been followed 24/7 by the churchs hired goons....even into the bathroom.
It has been reported on the ABC news website and they have people commenting on it ( most saying that the sceintologists are crazies as well) . The below comment made me laugh out loud. I believe it is one of the funnier things I have read in a little while:


" I took a look at his verbal outburst. His was direct and forceful, but controlled. In some cities, that would be considered a hug. Not necessarily cuddly, but a hug none the less. "

FUNNY !

Defining Kate Moss's Extra carilcular " Hobbies"

I think that this is one of the best pieces of commenting I have ever seen on a news website about a articale.
There is a great debate going on over here due to the fact that Kate Moss has designed her clothing range to fit only 0 - 6 women ( man she needs to fire her business planner !! they suck)
And someone wrote the following in regards to Miss Moss

"Kate Moss has a modeling career, not a "role modeling" career. Her only job is to wear/design clothes. She has the right to live however she pleases and she is not obligated to live her life for anyone but herself. People use their spare time to engage in numerous types of activities. Maybe you like going to church; she likes doing blow"


Oh lord oh lord I laughed my big fat ass of at that amazingly funny bit of writing and commenting ! SOOOOOOO FUNNY !

If Only I Had A Dog Small Enough

When in Vegas we went into one of the many designer overly priced shops and found the most amazing store !

Effectively it was designer wear for DOGS !! Seriously expensive designer doggy clothing.

If I had a small dog I would have seriously bought some of the stuff as it was way way to funny and way to cute !

I almost bought the below for Brewski ( yes family member I spelt his name right this time) I think he would have worn it well !

Note: The extra small was 30 bucks US. There was no way I was ever going to pay that for a designer doggy item of clothing !

Pictures from The Vegas Trip

So here are some pictures from my travels to Las Vegas for you all to look at

The Paris Hotel. I loved this place plus I won here as well which may help in the much loved catagory !

The Bellagio. I think this is the nicest looking hotle in Vegas. Just stunning. Plus the water shows are unreal

New York New York. Unbelievable to be honest that they managed to build this it is just so cool.

The MGM Grand. The biggest hotel in the world. We went in and oh my god it is MASSIVE !!

One of the MGM Lions. There were 2 in the habitat. I did find out that they have there own retreat out of the city that they live at. They have very set schedules as to how long they stay in the habitat in the hotel. They were huge the picture dies not do justice on how big she really was

Return From Sin City

Well I have returned in one piece from Las Vegas. I LOVED IT !! I also came back richer as well !

Right firstly the gambling. I won on Roullette. That was a smaller amount, I think it was about 150 to 200 bucks. But I won big on a random slot machine! I hit 3 doubles on a max bet spin of 3 quarters and walked away with 550 big ones. I efectively won back all the money I spent on cloths ( more to come on that by the way) and the money I spent on gambling.

So the hotel was just lovely. We were 1 block away from the strip right behind the Flamingo hotel. We upgraded to a 2 bedroom suite which was just luxury big time. We had a choice of a hot tub and BBQ area or a unheated pool area. We took the hot tub. There were 18 pools in total and some heated so it seemed the better option and it was.

The weather progressively got hotter through the week. So on our last day it was 93 degrees so about 34 degrees celcius, so needless to say I am brown brown and a bit more damn brown !

Now for the shopping ohhhhh the shopping. Mum and I went to Saks 5th Avenue outlet store. Get this we bought 4500 dollars worth of cloths hand bags and perfume for roughly 500 dollars. Seriously we did ! I got the most beautiful bronzey brown satin formal even skirt reduced from 450 dollars to 42.00. I have a brand new wardrobe from formal right down to casual. We bought so much stuff that we had to buy a new suitcase as we just did not have enough room. I bought 6 damn BRAS !! they were so cheap like 4 bucks reduced from 40 cheap. I am very happy.

Our flights down there were terrible. There is something that needs to be said first though that I believe is linked to this. I am terrified of little people, midgets and dwarfs. I feel horrible about this phobia but it is so true. I get cold sweats and panic. Anyway A midget checked us in at one point in the journey and I think he knew my fear. We missed our connection after flying from Edmonton to Calgary. So rather then flying from Calgary to Denver we went to Vanouver then the Vegas. SO it was very long.
WE thought our flights back went really smoothly considering when we got to Vegas airport at 5:30 in the morning it was hell on earht. The luggage belt broke down there were lines everywhere and I almost did not make the flight as was singled out for special security thingy. Was really odd. I had bought 4 cartons of marlboro smokes ( 1 carton being the limit) but at a price of 32 bucks each at some little shop in Vegas I had to. Well I put 1 in mine 1 in mums backpack and 2 in her suitcase. When we got to customs mum knew straight away she was going to be pulled over and Suzy had a feeling she was to. I went straight through muttering like a crazy that I was going to lose all my cheap fags. So I stood outside or what seemed like hours. Then the perfect thing happened. Mum and Suzy came strolling through, no bags in hand, and informed me their luggage was lost !! YES ! this means I will get my fags ! Side Note: The have found the luggage and I am currently sat at home waiting for them to come with them.


So all in all Vegas was great a little overwhelming. But it is one of those cities that you have to go to not taking seriously what so ever. YOu have to go there with the sole intention of having fun and enjoying yourself. If you do this then you will love it for sure. I can now see why people take yearly trips there as there is something strangely appealing about it and something that draws you to it. I will go back and will go frequently even if just for the AMAZINF SHOPPING !!!

Everybody Meet Bruskie ...Super Dog !

I am pleased to introduce you to Bruskie. Bruskie is my brothers roomates dog. He is a Boston Terrier puppy and he is I believe 7 months old. You just want to eat him up!!!

For some reason it appears that he is winking at the camera. The reason he looks like he is grinning inanely like a crazed or possibly high dog is due to the fact that moments before the picture was taken he had actually managed to inhale a entire rawhide in his mouth ( it was stuck there)

His Likes:

Chewing on metal ( seriously he is currently chewing his way through a socket set )

Chewing on pens ( not sure why, but honestly does he need a reason ? I think not somehow)

Sleeping on any open air vents ( I mean come on when you got hair that short you would to!)

Naps ...man this dog naps and feels like 1 ton weight on you when he does

His dislikes

Walks

My New Look ....EXCITED !

Yes I have a new look !! Done for me by Suburban Mum. THE WOMEN ROCKS!!
I am, as you can likely tell, excited like a puppy who has seen his own damn shadow ! THIS ROCKS !!

Conversation I had With My Mother 5 Minutes Ago

So its like half 9 at night.
I am in bed getting ready to sleep ( I wake up at half 5 in the morning)
Mother is washing her face getting ready for bed.

And then this is the most entertainment I have had in a little while as follows:

Mum: LOU !!!
Me: Yes ???........
Mum: You know when they do those analysts on your face?
Me: Right ....
Mum: You know the ones to tell you what shape your face is ? MINES TRIANGULAR!!!

( I am rolling my eyes at this point next thing I know she is right in front of me. Grinning inanely with fingers shaping a triangle around her face )
Mum: SEEEEE !!! ITS TRIANGULAR !!!!!!!
Me: Right and ???
Mum: ITS TRIANGULAR !
Me : ( laughing uncontrollably) You do know I am going to blog this don't you ?
Mum : OH FUCK !!!!

Always entertaining in this house !

Want to Blow it up and Hang it Up

Possibly one of my favorite pictures of my not so little bro George ( in the green ). Joining him is Ricardo otherwise known as " Brown Boy" and on the other side Alan or known as " Dancer Boy'

These boys make me smile. Make me damn near wet myself with laughter. Make me cringe with there very boy like antics but most of all are great friends and of course a rockin little brother added in there as well !

Trying not to Panic ...Breathing ... In ...Out ...In...

Well I have been thrown in the deep end at work in a big way. My lovely boss lady is currently sunning herself in Mexico while I crap my pants in windy cold and snowy Edmonton.
I knew that this week was coming from the day I started a week ago but chose to ignore it as if it did not exist. Guess what? It exists everyone.
Its not that I do not know what I am doing. But more the fact that my safety net has vanished and I am currently free falling into the world of steel orders! Considering the fact that up until 4 weeks ago I thought there were 16 inches to the foot (yes I now know that this is not the case just in case you are worried and wondering) makes this task all the more daunting. I have to know about overall diameters, long seam lengths, eccentric and concentric cones, beveling details at what degree and much much more!!

Needless to say it is now a quarter past nine in the morning and I have already had 3 smokes since starting at 8! Not that the smoke knows how to work out how many pieces are needed for the current eccentric cone quote sitting in front of me. But it sure as hell makes me feel more human!

A update on life currently otherwise. I am well actually bloody good to be truthful. I received a credit card from my bank last week which made my day. The reason it made my day is because this means I am credit worthy over here, that my credit score is well above 500 which means I am not the devils spawn in the eyes of the credit people.

I received it Wednesday and I have only used it once, to be sure it works of course, for 2 vests from Old Navy (my fav store ever) and a new fancy dog collar for Penny.
So I have been behaving myself with it. I did not use it once over the weekend.

The new gym I am now a member of ROCKS!! It’s called the world health club and it has TELLYS! Wooo hooo! I just plug in my headphones on the cardio machines, change to what ever channel I want to watch and pound my ass away basically.

There is the usual crowd of no neck brigade’s old people and Twinkies. However this lot is at the extreme end. Firstly the no neck brigade is not limited to just grunting men but women to! I have never seen so many steroid loaded muscle bound women in my life. They do make me feel slightly inadequate. However at least I know that if I date a guy they will not be terrified I can snap then in half as easily as a damn straw. The men really grunt I mean loudly grunt sort of reminds me of rutting dear.
The old people are really old and all look like they are about to drop dead on the treadmill. And the Twinkies (girls fully loaded in Lycra and makeup) are the extreme end of make up and Lycra. Seriously I thought one of them was about to burst out of her excessively tight lycra top as her fake tits were at least a G if not bigger, I could not stop staring at her.

I am pages away from finishing the latest Jilly Cooper book. Yes I know it is trash yes I know it is smut but damn I love her. I have read every single one of her books and can safely say I have never ever been bored. So I am slightly sad that I am almost finished it. I wish Mrs. Cooper would write smaller books so it did not take her like 4 years to write just one book!

Introducing Hamish: The worlds Most Clueless Dog Ever

Everyone this is Hamish

As I had written previously I had been Dog sitting Hamish for 4 days. These I can safely say were the longest most sureal 5 days of my life. I will now give you a blow by blow of my long days with Hamish.

For your own information Hamish is a Gordon Setter. He is not very old I think he is like 3 or 4 years old. I also believe his Mummy and Daddy paid big bucks for this pure bred mutt.

Day 1 and 2:

I was lucky as these were not full days with him. They were week days so I only saw him in the morning and the afternoon. I did however have to take him for his morning walk. There is no escaping this walk as he is clearly a very routine orientated dog. Seriously I would not even have my feet on the floor before he was spinning in endless circles, the spinning by the way is never ending. Even funnier is when he stops spinning he looks drunk and kind of staggers about for a few minutes due to the fact that the room is likely spinning and he has probably scrambled the one brain cell he does own.

The walks were well ...death defying! It was ice everywhere. This is not helpful when you are hanging onto to a leash at which the other end is a MASSIVE dog pulling with all his might. The second walk was worse when at half 6 in the morning ( still dark might I add) he spotted a white rabbit hoping along minding his own business. This rabbit must have come across Hamish before because I have never seen a rabbit haul ass quite like that one did. Nor had Hamish. As I watched my life flash before my eyes he took off be in tow. It was like a bad cartoon dog running me sliding behind him! Dog is a fool !

Now for the nights. Lori did warn me he likes to sleep on the bed even though he has his own doggy bed. I said oh thats fine does not really bother me to much. She then said ' he likes to cuddle' I thought this was wierd and just brushed it aside. BIG MISTAKE. This dog got up on the bed, threw one meat clever leg over me, propped his head up on my side , he drools by the way, and proceeded to snore for the rest of the night. No matter how much I kicked him yelled at him and squirmed he did not budge. The dog likes to cuddle.

DAY 3.

Day 3 was a Saturday. This meant a full day of Hamish. This was a day I was dreading with every fiber in my body. Firstly we went for a really long walk. My theory was this: walk that bastard to within a inch of his life and then he will sleep all day. It was so warm out so that made it better it also meant that the majority of sidewalks were clear of snow and ice. 45 minutes into the walk with one very numb and dead arm he managed to find the one bit of ice in the area and pull me to the ground. As I bumped along the rough pavement I thought' Just let go of the leash, and tell Lori and Murray that someone stole the dog' The only thing that stopped Hamish from continuing to run was the dead weight on the end of the leash.

We made it home, me muttering him looking like a stuffed animal with roll-about goggle eyes in his skull. I fed him ( he only eats his food if grated cheese is sprinkled lightly on top) thinking walking then food he would pass out...no such luck.

I took a look at the damage he had caused me from my fall. Few scrapes and brusies. So I thought right they have the most lovely bathroom I am going to have a hot bath. So I got everything ready. But some lovely lavender bath bubbles in got my towels ready blah blah blah. I went down stairs to get my book. As I was down there I thought ' where is the dog? why is he not drooling behin me?' Ran all the way up the stairs into the bathroom to find.... Hamish in my bath covered in bubbles barking at the reflections in the mirror I was in shock!

See Hamish has a thing with anything shiny or reflective. He goes mental, he barks forever, his whole body quivers and he foams at the mouth.

So the bath was a no go. I had had enough he was going outside in the back yard and staying there. After about a half hour and none stop barking I felt bad and thought I should bring him in. There was a small problem in this though. Everytime I opened the back door the sunlight caught the window hence causing a big long shiny reflection to move across the deck...Hamish lost it ! It took me 3 HOURS ! yes 3 hours to get him in the house. In the end I had to chase him around the yard and the only reason I caught him is because he decided to take a leak. So in a distracted moment I snatched him in mid flow !

DAY 4 - The last full Day

After another bear hugging night and being covered in drool I decided to take Hamish in the c.a.r , see you have to spell out the word because he loses all control at the mention of word , he loves the car. We were going to visit mum in the country.

I got the funniest looks, so many double takes and sheer belly laughs from passing motorists, and here is the reason why: I drive a gold , not big and certianly not big enough for a Gordon setter. He insisted on sitting up front on the passenger seat. His ass was actually sitting on the seat his front legs standing where himans would put there legs. What made the picture was the way he rested his massive head on the dash fast asleep blowing drool all over my window ( it took me 2 hours to clean Greta on Friday because of this)

There are so so many more things to tell you but have to stop now. But I am sure you get the picture that this dog is like no other dog out there.

The Story So Far .....

Right so I am super busy ( still alive I promise you that Suburban Mum promise you )

So far in the last week:
Learning endlessly at new job
Driving a total of 100 km a day round trip
Signed up to new gym ( love it many posts to come of my fellow gym members such as the no neck brigade)
and the worst .....
have been dog sitting ( thank christ i am done) the stupidest dog in the world !! He goes by the name of Hamish. He is a Gordon Setter and god missed him when doling out the essentials like a brain. Prepare yourselves for the most pant wettinly funny entry of my 4 days with Hamish

So I promise you all a very good stint of posts by Saturday morning. These will include various pictures and endlessly ' Louisa funny' stories
Hang in there don't leave me just yet I promise you the good stuff is to come
Love me
Louisa x

Gainfuly Employeed

Apologies for the recent absence. It has been a manic week and a half.

Firstly I was put ona temp job by mum which was not to bad although extremely BORING !! Played ruby receptionist for a week. Lord above it was soooo boring. Could do that all day.

But more importantly relating to the above tittle ....I FINALLY HAVE A FULL TIME JOB !!!! I am one happy lady right now. I got a call from another agency mum sent me to on Wednesday for a job they just got in asked ' was I interested?' my response ( bored out of my tree at the time being Ruby Receptionist) was ' Hell yes please!'
I went for a short notice interview on the Tursday at noon and by Thursday at 4pm I had the job, turns out they liked me ha ha

So basically I am doing a similar job as to what I was doing at Belden. I am inside sales but not for a cable manufactoring company but for a major steel fabrication company. They make all the big vessels that are used up in the oil fields in Northern Alberta. It is a much smaller office then what i am used to, basically myself and one other who is my boss( she was really nice liked her) We are not even located in the main building where all the others are. We are in the back of one of the major shops in a tiny somewhat dirty office ( dusty due to the welding and metal) surrounded by welders everywhere, yes the vast majority are men, think there are about 3 women welders. When I had the interview they asked me how I would be in a very male dominated work enviroment, I said not a issue. They also warned that the boys tend not to be to politically correct, I said nor am I , think they liked that lol
So I start Tuesday morning ( Monday is a bank holiday in Alberta) and I am really looking forward to it.
I am making effectively more then I was in the UK at a job that I think I am going to like just as much as my UK one.
Will let you know how the first week went

Cameragate is Over.....I Have Pictures Finally !

Yes you read correctly camergate is done and dusted

The secretly hidden camera cable has been found. I have no idea where it was. Basically mum went on one of her mad ' The clutter is getting to much for me' swings. SHe started pulling things from shelves and presto there was the usb cable.

SO I have a huge amount of pics that I want to post however I have no idea which ones to put on first. Or if I should do them in groups and themes. So rather then stress over the decision ( yes I would stress out over such a tiny thing trust me) I am just going to put the ones I like best up. There will be no ryme or reason. There are New years ones, Skiing ones, Philapolooza 2006 ones, and Robbie Burns ones. So here we go people !!

Ricardo ( Brown Boy ) and Phil. Phil was back on leave from the Dutch Commandos in Afganistan. So the Boys decided that they would create the best damn party for any solider called...Philapolooza 2006. They even had shirts to wear with it printed on them ! Needless to say as you can see the amount of beer they drank that night made them all suffer endlessly for days !

' The Boys' This was pre Phil arriving. George Brown Boy and I indtroduce to you Alan, otherwise known as dancer boy. Alan is a Ukranian dancer. Now to some you may thinking the dancing thing is uncool but I beg to differ. This would be how Alan picks women up. You ask how? Well when at a bar party or any alchol supplied event Alan does back flips all over the place. THE GIRLS LOVE IT!

George and myself pre New Years. We actually look pretty damn spiffy if you ask me !

The Bull! As stated in previous posts only in the province of Alberta is there a mechancial bull ! As you can see George was ridden that bitch like his life depended on it

George possibly drunk what do you think? Note the soaking wet hair, the untucked shirt, the belt that is well not really done up all that well and most importantly the open fly !

Think that will be all the pics I post for this entry. I will post more from skiing and Robbie Burns night later today or in the morning.

Want to Read a Good Book ?

I read endlessly. I read at every possible moment I can. I can never get enough of it and consider this a acceptable and good addiction ( there are not many of these as I light yet another smoke ha !)
I am so addicted to my reading that on some occasions it can cause issues. For example, I cannot fall asleep at night unless I read. Unfortunately once I get hooked I cannot stop ( I get hooked easily by the way) and next thing I know it is like 3 in the morning and I am fighting of sleep like a 2 year old and drooling ever so slightly ( this could possibly explain why I am single ?) Even worse I insist upon reading even after coming home from a night out on the town. Now reading when drunk is not reccomended and there should be warnings on books for this! I have on many occasions started to read after unhealthy amounts of booze and well ended up hailing the white god in the bathroom due to the motion like sickness the reading causes. I have also while drunk realised I am attempting to read the book....upside down...I had problems with that one.

I got this obbsession for reading from my parents and I thank them for that. They took our TV away one year when we were kids when they realised that the TV was our god and we refused to work because of it. We came home one day and Dad had taken a knife to the cord....TV rendered dead ! We went without for almost a year. Of course I hated it at the time, but I look back now and think brilliant idea.
I had so many books in the UK. I had quickly realised I would not be able to bring them to Canada on my return. I had to sell those books ( damn I love ebay and the money I made from them) and it was hard. Nothing pleases me more then bookselves upon bookselves of books I have read and loved, the more the better.

So 2 weeks ago I decided I wanted to read a book before seeing the movie. When I saw the adds
for The Children of Men I wanted to see that movie faster then you could say movie. But then I heard a radio ( another healthy addiction of mine, the radio) interview with the author of the actual book and thought hmmm reading that first. Listening to P.D James talk about it got me hooked and apperantely a whole lot of others hooked. I went the local library to get it out and was told there were 120 people ahead of me. I bought the book.
I bought it on the Friday night and Sunday morning I finished it I have never been so sad to finish a book as I was that one.

So if you want to read a book that grabs you from the beginning chucks you about a few times turns you into a drooling fool at 3 in the morning then this is the one. It is by far one of the best books I have read in such a long time.
Read it. Then tell me what you think I want to know what others think.

Loving Other Peoples Blogs Right Now and a Update on Cameragate

So I am loving others writings of late. I find myself lying in my old room ( since moving back to Canada and living with mum I have reconnected with my youth. I am in my old room with the same smiley face light fixture and the same scary window that I thought owls hung around as a child ready to snatch me ...I was a melodramatic child) till late in the night 'trolling' the blog world.
There is something strangely appealing and intriguing about reading about others lives and trials. There is something educating and amazing about it.
Admittedly it makes me extremely jealous that I am such a crap writer. But even more importantly it proves to me that I am not the only average person in some bedroom writing about... well any old crap.
I seem to have a continious stream of thought and when I write on my blog it is exactly what is running through my brain at that point and onto the key pad ( hence the shit spelling and the never ending sentences) I have noticed I am not the only one to do this and it rocks people !!

So anyway there are a few blogs that I read everyday , some what stalker like ( sorry ). It gets bad as when they do not post for a bit I start thinking ' god damn write something for christsakes !'
http://www.suburbanmum.com/ is a regular for me. I just love the way she writes. It is too a never ending stream of thoughts. Plus her site is whickedly set up and I always love visiting it ( I get jealous when I look at Suburban mums site ! )
http://www.dooce.com/ if you do not know about Heather Armstrong and the Armstrong clan then you have been living in a shack under a rock in siberia. I can only highly reccomend you get over there and read her. She has the ability to make everything so fucking funny people. Personal favorites are when she posts the various amounts of hate mail from readers. The most recent from a hate mailer named ' Catherine' caused sheer outcry including 3 comments from myself. She is whicked and part of the reason why I love blogging.
http://www.wittydomainname.com/index.html Lisa is sooooo coool. No one writes about their pregnancy like she does. The ticker on baby blog is worth it alone for the weekly countdown to birth and the new comments under it each week sample of comments such as the following: Mommy's glad her morning sickness is subsiding. Just wait till she sees the stretch marks and varicose veins I've got coming for her !! I'm 20 weeks and 3 days old, only 137 days to go !

So these are the mommy ones. I have no idea why I like the mommy ones so much considering I want nothing to do with the life suckers I call children but I do there is something extremely funny about what they write about. They have all written things that have made me laugh cringe and even cry like a year old. They know how to write and it is cool!
I will list others that I read in a next post.

Now update on camera gate. I have yet more great pics on mums digital camera. Being Scottish from my Dad we went the the 15th Med companies Mess dinner for Robbie Burns night on Saturday. I was looookkkinn FINE !! black ball gown hair down slap on and heels. I have pics to prove. I still have no usb cable !! Her safe hiding place has yet to reveal its self. I went to the camera store to buy a new one...... NOT POSSIBLE ! she has a odd ball camera and the cable has to be ordered direct from the camera makers. This of course blows dead goats big style. So the plan is to rip the house apart and find the fucker
Future updates to flow
Lou x
( yeah yeah yeah my spelling is terrible so do not bother telling me I already know :-)

And He leads One of the Super Powers of the Free World

Can George W Bush ( or knobhead as I prefer to call him or Giant Ass Monkey ) make it through one speech and pronounce all his words correctly ??

Do you think he actually knows what half the worlds he is saying means ? Highly unlikely

The word is Nuclear pronounced : N-U-C-L-E-A-R

not

N-U-C-L-I-R

You are a Ass wipe buddy !

I also have a theory that GW is in the early onset of dimensia. He always has that look of deer in the headlights
The look of :
' where the hell am I ? Who am I ? What am I supposed to be saying and talking about ?'

Seriously you watch him closely next time (yes I know that may be hard to do for some) and you will see what I mean
Next thing we know this guy will be drooling and wetting his pants

Good Things on This side of The Pond

Well I am happy to report that some things on this side of the pond are just as good if not better then on th England side ( sorry England)

Firstly Clinique is cheaper way way cheaper!!! I just want to buy the whole damn place out every time I walk by it.
For example I bought my face wash for a cheap 20 bucks the other day. In the UK that would have cost me like almost 16 pounds !! so basically 40 bucks. Plus they have bonus time way more regularly over here then there. You only have to buy 25 bucks worth of stuff then you get all the bonus goodies. In the UK you have to buy at least 2 items to get the goodies. This normally averaged out at a cost of like 40 quid which is a lot of damn money in my books.
Note: Sorry boys who read this I do realise this is most likely inane female chatter but the girls will all know what the hell I am on about ok
Now just as a bit of info. If you want to buy good face wash and evn better skin cream this is what you need to buy NOW :


I used to use the bar of soap which is just as good but this is asier to use and it seems to last for freaking ever as well. Your skin feels clean it just feels damn clean !




I used the gel version shown here in the UK because the UK is no where near as dry as here. It is so light weight and works majic on your skin. Now that I am in Canada and it is the virtual artic tundra that it is I am now using the cream as my skin is soooo dry.




So thats the first thing that is so good about here everything is cheap.

Secondly :
IKEA ! My big blue and yellow mecca. I have professed my love of the swedish haven before but I love it even more now. I had to go there today for mum and can safely say it is even cheaper here! I know people hate it and I know that you have to build your own shit but come on people the swedish furniture kings started a whole new generation of furniture buyers when they created that place. It is my age demographic they were aiming for and lets be honest they did and are doing a damn good job.
I have ear marked every piece of furniture I want when I actually buy my own place ( the plan is summer/fall this year) I cannot wait. I have picked up the ikea big book and I am ready to roll big time

So there you go good things in the frozen north do exist ( not so frozen going up to plus 8 on Thursday HA Art see its not always cold here. Granted I can't exactly go to the lake in a swimsuit but its warm at least)

For Art

Yes I am still alive :-)

Apologies to all for not writing been a wee bit busy and just never seems to be enough time in the damn day at present.

I am highly pissed off at the fact that I still cannot find the cable lead for the camera and now on top of that the cell phone charger has gone walkies as well in one of mum s 'safe' places. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Right so I have been skiing!!! YAAAAAA! I was terrified. The week leading up to going consisted of me having visuals of breaking my legs.
Do not get me wrong I can ski and I can ski well. I have been doing it since the age of roughly 3. My parents would put me and my siblings between their legs and poles in front for us to hang on to and then push us ( sometimes with force) down the hil ( this was before the time of those handy rein leash thingys they have now)
But the problem was that I have not skied in almost 6 years ! Mum kept saying ' ah don't worry kid it is just like riding a bike' YEAH RIGHT easy for you to say mother.
I have not used the news skis out on the market, the fatter shorter ones, I am used to straight long ones. Well let me tell you the new ski's freakin rock !!!!!

It was like riding a bike god dammit ! By the end of the first day I was cruisin my newly canadianed ass off. By the second I was lighting a fag as I loaded on the chair lift ( this takes skill people trust me) and I went into the ' park' and went of a jump, granted it was a feeble attempt but it was a jump all the same. I did feel slightly stilted when little bro George popped off a jump and did a 360. His buddy Alan, on snowboard, popped off and did a load of grabs, but still I rocked ( bear in mind George used to work on the hills as a lifty and the like so he is amazingly good. I refused to go cliff jumping with him and the boys . Even I know my limits people)

So all in all it was wicked. The conditions are the best I have ever known them to be with a base of snow just shy of 300cm and a average snow fall of like 5cm a night what more can you ask for?!
The weather was good. Was oinly minus 8 or so no wind and sun. Plus the slopes were dea. No one was there. They all got scared off when it went down to minus 28 during the week in Alberta but forgot that Marmot basin has a serious inversion going on. So while it may be minus 20 down int he town of jasper it is minus 8 up in the hills on Marmot.

So I do have pics I will post them I will kill mum for 'safely' hiding the cable.

P.S If you ever want to experince the best skiing of your life and fairly cheap go here I promise you will fall in love http://www.skimarmot.com/ . There are so many Americans, Europeans and most of all Brits there now due to the amazing prices condition and staff
Marmot Rocks People !

My First Sentence

I was reading one of my regular blog friends entries, http://www.suburbanmum.com/, and she told of her sons new words and more importantly new sentences ( sooooo cute ya could just eat him up ! ) Well it got me thinking about my first complete sentence and well needless to say it was to form the rest of my adult speech life and the fact that I am a potty mouth. So here it is for all and sundry :

I have no idea what my first word was but it was likely the usual thing like ' mum' 'dad' or even possibly ' food ' in fact food is likely what it was knowing myself like it do !

But my first sentence was a whole different ball game. I do personally think that it was a great moment in my life.

When I was little my mum and dad used to sit my high chair facing the deck and back garden in front of the sliding glass doors. I apparently loved sitting there while eating my various amounts of baby mush ( see possible first words above ....Food) .

We had a 2 dogs Annie and Bandit, they were Springer spaniels and well STUPID !! Stupid as shit. They used to sit outside that glass sliding door in minus 20 odd weather and sctratch at the door. Now these dogs had the most amazing dog house. It had huge amounts of bales of hay surrounding it effectively turning it into a giant heated home. Yet they still sat outside that door and whine and scratch. Dad used to stand at that door and mutter to himself and to the dogs as I sat and ate my baby mush.
Then the fateful day came. The usual routine came. Me. High Chair. Mush. Dad. Dogs. Mumbling. Then the routine broke with this fateful sentence that I decided to repeat after hearing dad:

' Those fucking stupid dogs !! ' It was said with the exact same reflection in voice as my dad. With particular strength on the word ' fucking' . Mum says they both stopped dead in their tracks and were rigid with shame.
Needless to say mum was not impressed. And even after dad popping his clog over 9 years ago I do not believe mum ever really forgave him for that one!! lol

So to all you parents out there remember kids hear it all we remember it all and most importantly god damn we mimic it all !!