At the 11th hour on the 11th day of the 11th month...

I urge you all to watch this video, and may each and every one of you take your own two minutes of time to remember.

To all the brave men and women who fought for our freedom, and for those who are still at battle, THANK YOU.

I dedicate this post in particular to Merle McNutt, and Charles T. Wilkinson, veterans of WWII.

Did you hear the one about....

I'm overdue for a post. This is an old joke, so you may have already heard it. I think it's cute. And no, I'm not trying to increase traffic to my blog by posting something with the word "erection" in it.

An old man goes into a drug store to buy some Viagra:

'Can I have 6 tablets, cut in quarters?'

'I can cut them for you', said Dan the pharmacist, 'But a quarter of a tablet will not give you a full erection. '

'I'm 96', said the old man. 'I don't want an erection, I just want it sticking out far enough so I don't p!ss on my slippers!!'

Happy Hump Day!

Happy Birthday Lana!

True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable.

--Dave Tyson Gentry

This quote reminds me of a lot of my really good friends, especially my long-time girlie, Lana. Though, there aren't many times when the two of us are silent together in the literal sense, we can go many weeks without talking and pick up like we just talked the day previously. That's a special friendship that needs to be cherished. We've shared many a laugh, and many a tear. She's always got my back, and will fight any giant to uphold something she believes in. She's strong, caring, has great depth of character, and an uncompromising will. She's a loving wife, daughter, sister, aunt, mother to her fur-baby, and a wonderful friend to so many.

Happy Birthday, Lana! I hope the year ahead will be fulfilling, will have much contentment, and will be overflowing in love for you. Love you, girlie!! xoxox

If I close my eyes, will time stand still?

My work schedule just came out for the first week of December.

How is that even possible?

Where did the last 8 months go? How depressing.

Money talks

In a world of uncertainty, violence, inhumanity, and lack of goodwill toward thy neighbor, it's refreshing to know that there are still a few good people left. I was completely astounded to read of one couple's recent generosity:

http://www.thestar.com/news/canada/article/885532--couple-gives-away-11-2m-in-lottery-winnings

There aren't a lot of people out there who would even consider giving up a quarter of his or her winnings to a charitable cause, much less the whole prize. The fact that they were able to bring so much happiness to so many people is heart-warming. The sentence in the article that resonates within me the most is, "'People who know them just know that’s the type of people they are — they’re just happy to have each other”'.

Money can't buy everything.

Oh, and just for the record, though I love him dearly and all, if I won the 649 I'd still be happy to have Chris, but you can be sure I'd be also hanging onto that cash ;).

Sweet talkin'

Actual email exchange:

Chris: "All the good candy is gone :("

Me: "Am I to interpret that you ate ALL of the chocolate bars from the candy bowl?
~ or ~
All of the good candy in the stores is picked over, and you couldn't get more good candy at a discounted price?"

Chris: "From the bowl. Only one pack of runts - I saved the banana for you."

I've said it before, but I'll say it again...perhaps I have the mind of a 12 year old boy...but...this made me laugh. Out loud. One of the many reasons why I love him, of course. The attached picture was a secondary message. First, I laughed at the actual message. Then, I laughed again when I opened the picture. He's such a goof. He even saved the Kitkats for me (moreso because he doesn't like them, but still).

Spooktacular!

Well folks, another successful Halloween is behind us. There is always a costume contest at work. Usually I don't bother, but this year, I decided to dress up as Velma, from Scooby Doo (the old school version, not the new, svelte one of the recent Scooby movies). Let's face it, it wasn't that much of a stretch. All I had to do was don a pair of dark frames and I was instantly transformed. I use the term, "transformed" rather loosely, because, really, I pretty much look just like her. I had the turtleneck and frames at home, and I found the red skirt for a mere $2.36 at a local thrift store. I almost bought a cheap pair of red shoes, but since my quest for orange/rust colored knee socks went unrequited, I opted for black socks to match the black Mary Jane's which I already owned.

I didn't win the contest, but most people knew who I was, which was a relief ;). Some might not have recalled her name, but at least I got, "Hey aren't you that girl from Scooby Doo?". Seeing as how closely Chris can resemble Shaggy after going a few days unshaven and a few weeks past a haircut, you probably haven't seen the last of this particular costume idea.

The attached pic was one my manager took of the costumed group. The two boys peeking around me in the pic are Alex & Chris -two of my favourite work peeps. Alex toughed himself up...even shaving his head for the occasion (now that's dedication to the holiday!). Sadly, he didn't win the contest either, but he got an honorable mention.

Halloween night, Chris & I dressed up a little bit scarier, and were sure to instill a bit of trickery on the unsuspecting (well, some were suspecting, and made sure to "come to that house after dark cause it's better after dark") hoodlets. We had a few helpers this year. Many thanks and kudos go out to Matt & Nicole, who are just as twisted as Chris and I, and I think they equally enjoyed themselves :). We already have thoughts running amongst our head for next year, which could possibly include a fog machine. Be sure to stay tuned ;).

(I am currently having storage issues with my laptop...and my geek has warned me not to download any of my new pics from my camera card until he comes up with a solution for me. I will add pics to this post as soon as I can).

As in previous years, our deck was full of 'greeters'. The darker it got, the harder it was to discern which of our greeters were real, and which were merely taking up space. I was the holder of the treats, but we tricked a few into thinking the rigged candy bowl was 'real' (Chris took an old plastic bowl and covered the bottom of it with wrapped gum pieces, spray-gluing the whole thing to trick them. It was so funny to watch their faces when they saw him go to dump them into their treat bags and they didn't move). The standard soundtrack of screams, howls, a chainsaw and a heartbeat, along with the rustling of the dead sunflowers surely helped in setting up a spoooooktacular setting, and a few squeals from the passersby confirmed it.

Our final tally of kids is not known, for a few always come back for a 2nd scare, and I know a few passed by without stopping in for their treat.

I hope you all enjoyed a safe and happy haunting, too :).