Rest Well K.S - you've fought long enough - you will be missed by many and remembered by all.

After the rant

And today.. I fucking feel like posting. So I am, and I can, and that's how it is.

My Dad has a friend - we'll call him Stan. Stan is married to a lady we'll call Belinda. For the last few years - I can't even remember how many to be exact - Belinda has been battling cancer. I can think of 3 times off the top of my head that she's been told she doesn't have long. Somehow, a miracle I'm sure, she's managed to pull through and most times she looks better then all of us "healthy" people out there.

I got the call from my Mom tonight that Belinda has been given bad news again. And for some reason that I can't explain this is affecting me more then it has in the past. I know this lady, but not as much as many others. I've been told I was great friends with her the night of my brother's wedding in 2004. She provided Joey and I, along with my family, entertainment with her wedding gift, as it was the only one we didn't know who it was from. She phoned me a few days later to say that she had looked in a bag and saw the card was still there and realized she'd gifted me with no card. We all had a laugh. It was a beautiful gift, I'm glad I found out who it was from. Years back when I worked at the golf course, I remember her down there. My point being - I know Belinda, but she's not entirely part of my life. Her husband is a great friend of my Dad's, and she is as well.

I can't explain how I'm feeling, or why I'm feeling it so strongly. I've been sitting here as though I'm numb for most of the evening, randomly crying in intervals. I know I'm an emotional person - that should explain it. However, I just feel so funny about it this time. I'm not psychic - so I choose to not believe it to be an omen... I hope with everything in me it isn't.

Bleh.

Ciao

Underwear

I haven't changed my underwear in 3 days, unless you count turning it inside out this morning. :D




p.s. that's not really true

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The Reason I Dont Post
A Story
By: J. Canuck

Okay not really a story. This one is for you, Giggles - 100% for you - cant argue that - thats pretty special. Mostly because your the only one that reads. Gotta write for the audience right?

If you so choose, you can continue into trying to tease, nudge or gently lead me (or Joey for that matter) but Im gonna take the time to fill you in on why I dont write on this blog anymore.

Because I dont fucking want to. :D

The bottom line is that you sir are pretty much the only person that reads this. We started this blog as a joke of sorts on blogs and it was intended to be written with utter lies and bullshit. That stopped because we started making the posts real. However, theres not a huge part of me that, even annonomoysly, feels the desire to spill the beans on everything in my life. Im a fairly private person, airing life in a blog doesnt fit my philosophy. Anything going on in our life, I assure you, this blog is NOT the place youre going to find out about it. Anything that is going on in our life will include those that are special friends to us. NOT random strangers on the internet. I dont need validation of any sort from random people about my life, or my ability to speak of my life. And anything of great importance that I would want an annonymous opinion for, I couldnt be fucked to write about.

So there you have it - like i said - keep jokingly pushing me to write all you want, its not going to change anything. If people want to hear stories of doing laundry or changing my underwear, theyre just shit outta luck. I dont think you have much to complain about in us not writing, considering youre on the short list of people we would call if we had anything exciting to say.

Have a good one all

ps - my apostraphe button doesnt work while im typing? it keeps funking shite up? Iunno

pps i don't fucking feel like spellchecking at the moment. deal.

What a weekend....

So here it is tuesday.... and i just found out some crazy things went on this weekend involving family members.

1) My mom work as a branch manager for bank... friday her bank got robbed and was held at gunpoint the whole time. so that was friday and i'm just now finding out about this?? from the sound of the robbery it was 3 military/ law enforcement trained guys.

2) My cousin Andrew how is a long distance runner and has qualified for the Olympic Trails for the marathon decided he wanted to run the San Francisco Marathon and here's what happened... view results


Needless to say my weekend didn't go like either of these two. I drove to Estevan and back. I saw 2 deer and a few gophers.