This is from CityNews, the top ten unusual songs that people request for their funeral:

Most unusual funeral songs:

1 - The Show Must Go On (Queen)

2 - Stairway To Heaven (Led Zeppelin)

3 - Highway To Hell (AC/DC)

4 - Another One Bites The Dust (Queen)

5 - I'll Sleep When I'm Dead (Bon Jovi)

6 - Always Look On The Bright Side of Life (Monty Python)

7 - Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead (The Wizard of Oz)

8 - Hit The Road Jack (Willie Nelson)

9 - I'm Too Sexy (Right Said Fred)

10 - Australian Football League club songs of the South Australia.

Personally my fave is Ding Dong the Witch is dead.. I could just imagine the horrified look of my ultra catholic relatives if my family played that...hahahaha.

I want a good old fashioned irish wake with people getting drunk or eating cheesecake, or other vices...live a little when death is at your door I say! ...forget the pomp and circumstance.

 

Today, I went up the big hill. I got up early, made Mr. A’s lunch (a labor of love), and got the dog and we went through the park, and up the big hill. It felt good to be out exercising in the morning again. I really missed that opportunity to get out, I think my dog appreciated it too. I’m sorry that I didn’t get a chance to do this with Erin, my friend who took off to the Yukon. She kept on inviting me out, but work and other fine excuses got in the way, and now she’s probably gone to the land of the midnight sun for good. She is just that sort of person, who enjoys the North.

 

I think she is drawn to the North like I am drawn to the south…or actually any beach. I would love to pack up and move to Wasaga Beach again if I could.

My MSN is acting up and I can't communicate with my son and a few of my friends! How frustrating is that. I have tried removing the program and re-installing it and yet no luck....*sigh*

Yesterday I met Mary downtown, and Church street was full of tourists who were attending the pride day parade...some of these people looked really relieved to be holding hands with their love openly as they walked down the street. How sweet is that.

Mary and I were discussing lesbianism and we both agreed that if it wasn't for the fear of the Muffin we would be lesbians, but the fear of the Muffin is the dividing line. I think women are beautiful interesting, sexy etc, but when I think of the Muffin, I want to run and hide.

Mary said it was a good thing I wasn't  afraid of my own muffin! I told her my own muffin was my friend...hahaha.

:)

A few dogs fell victim to someone who put antifreeze out on dog hill. Which is really sad. This park has a giant fountain in the top of it's hill shaped like a fire hydrant where dogs can drink as they romp around the park. The chemical has a sweet smell and is appealing to dogs, cats and raccoons.

See CBC story

I wonder what it takes for someone to do something like that.  There are some real dog haters around or just messed up people causing harm.

My dog is someone loyal loving and there for me, I am lucky, he is really well behaved and I haven't had much problems with him at all. He isn't great with other dogs, which is why I have never gone to dog hill myself. Sometimes I think it would be nice.... but now, I am grateful that I did not go there that day.

I remember that there was one woman who took her dogs there, two of her dogs were crippled and had wheel chair like devices. I would hate to think that they would have been injured. That woman devoted a lot of time and care to her dogs and you could tell, all three were happy and well behaved dogs. She was a small woman, and she had them so well trained, that she had no problem taking them on the subway for the outing out.

Whoever he/she is I hope they catch him, it would be a sad day when people couldn't let their dogs out in a leash free zone in the park.

Dog owners are usually friendly: People meet, drink their lattes, and talk about life. New friendships are formed and even relationships. In most places in Toronto, that kind of social interaction never occurs, it takes a happy frolicking lupine creature's magic to make that happen. To inspire people to drop down their gaurd and open up like that.

Maybe this person, really envied that..it is obvious that this person never loved a dog, because if they did they would never do something so despicable as that. A happy dog gives a great deal back; unconditional love and loyalty that is hard to find in this world.

To make my mother happy, I occasionally go to Czech church. Thank goodness I mostly don’t understand what they say. I’m there for the peace love stuff, but honestly when it comes to tarot card reading and astrology the “Church” and I look in two different directions. Why is it that you have to have a dick to be able to interpret the message of god? What is up with that? Who say’s God (or the Goddess) doesn’t speak to all of us. Honestly the Church used to use astrologers, they were considered scientists. It’s all a bunch of ridiculousness, illustrating how anal retentive the whole Catholic church has become in my opinion.

 

Ok had to get that out of my system. I also think that my mom told the priest this and he was singling me out…he’s a charismatic person, lots of the people in the church just love him, but honestly he does nothing for me. I can see right through him..oh yah not supposed to be able to do that because I’m not a guy!

 

Sheesh!

 

Apparently my son found an original Final Fantasy game still in it's packaging at a garage sale. The lady there was selling it for five dollars....apparently it is worth much much more. Her son was gone for the weekend, and it was "obvious to her that he never played the game" so she thought she would sell it to my son. I really feel sorry for the Mom and the son. My son gave her five dollars and she thanked him for being generous! I don't know where Ian gets this luck!

I read an article about the damaging affects of corn syrup and how it causes diabetes etc. People shouldn't be eating corn syrup because it takes an insaine amount of corn for one tlb of corn syrup. However there is also a corn shortage now, so maybe all this anti corn stuff is part of a great Government conspiracy.

 

I had the vet come in to check my cats and dogs. Because I have 4 animals it is much better that way. Her prices are reasonable but it still adds up. Still since some of my cats had dreadlocks  where ummm it was hard to brush, they needed to be sedated. (They are like tasmanian devils when they are getting their family jewels shaved.)

 

Ronan, my grey cat now hates me and wont come near me. I had to put on my leather jacket to get him, and still have some good scratches to prove that there were issues. Falco, is kind of still stoned, he’s more relaxed and friendly than normal. The vet gave him feel good drugs before she shaved his butt.  Normally he hates being picked up or carried around, will barely tolerate it if I do it.

 

Before that Andrew was talking about me getting him a dog for his birthday. The crazy man likes those little tiny fru fru dogs like Chiwawas…he needs a purse too to carry them in lol....but i think that the cats and the dog may think that a Chiwawa is a scooby snack. Maybe a Scottie but that could turn into a biscotti  I told him to ask me after the vet visit.

 

After the vet visit, I thought, man we have too many pets....this is madness!

I have been keeping my travel journal given to me by Mari for my birthday. Here are the highlights:

June 8 Sunday
Andrew and I left on a West jet flight for coco beach. We landed in Orlando airport by the afternoon, and that evening we went swimming in the Ocean. There were smooth slippery things swimming against our legs that would make us shudder, we renamed this biological species to be "squishies”. Later on we also swam in the pool, Andrew bumped into French speaking people from France and they chit chatted for a bit. The pool was full of people, the hotel itself looked like a real party hotel. There were no bugs though, and the bed was comfortable so that was great. There was a boardwalk leading to the beach.

 

June 9 Monday

 

Andrew and I drove up to St Augustine, and walked around. It had changed greatly since I had last been there, the stores seemed cheesy and offered tacky tourist like wears. A bit of a disappointment, I was looking for local art.  Also, there were many empty stores, I guess that is the state of the economy now in the US, it shows up in tourist towns. Later we went to eat at a Spanish restaurant there. The food was wonderful however, I think we got sick from the bad Tomatoes. Andrew and I drove back to our hotel along the shore, and marveled at the large houses built on silts.

 

June 10 Tuesday

 

I was definitely sick that day, we went to the local Marine theme park in Orlando, and left early 1. because we were very bored, it was very “Disney like”  2. because I was very sick. I slept the rest of that day and evening in the hotel room.

 

June 11 Wednesday

 

Andrew was sick that day. We wanted to go to the keys but it didn’t work out that way, instead I took a long hike on the beach and drank two strawberry Margaritas at a local beach bar and watched the sun set. I had time to myself to think about life, the universe and everything and by the end of the day was convinced I wanted to really explore painting again.

 

June 12 Thursday

 

Drove to Clear Water, on the way stopped at the Florida Bakery and had a Cuban sandwich. They make the best Cuban sandwiches I think, I had to text my ex (and friend) to get their address, thank goodness he was willing to part with this sacred information.

 

 I wanted to check out Captian Memo’s replica pirate ship, which turned out to be very silly but a lot of fun. Andrew and I loved the beach there, the sand was white and clean, and there were showers by the beach. We walked to the edge of a pier and watched a school of fish suddenly leap out of the water. Various Pelicans with their comical one eye’d gaze dove in after them. And young fishing people rushed to the busy spot with their lures in hopes to catch them, but I think the fish were elusive.

 

The caretakers of a summer camp that just came off of Captain Memo’s ship were in a panic. One councilor lost an envelope with the money to pay for their tickets of some 80 odd kids. I felt sorry for her and wished I had lots of money so I could buy the tickets.

 

Our bunch was mostly parents and children, they had a wonderful program for the kids where they partied hardy all through this trip. Andrew and I stayed on the “adult” deck. We saw 20 odd dolphins swimming by, and also a school of sting rays. I enjoyed a wonderful pina colada. (Yes my diet was sketchy…its those mixed drinks that get me every time!)

 

June 13-Friday

 

We left the hotel early to go to a airplane Museum called “fantasy of flight.” We came way before the gates opened, so we drove a bit though the lake district of Florida. That was a very interesting museum where this billionaire named Kermit (yes like the frog) apparently collected and restored old planes! Andrew and I got to go on a 1920’s crop duster that was originally built to be an amusement ride.

 

That was an amazing experience. Nothing like going on a modern plane. I felt that I had traveled in time! It was neat to feel the wind in my hair, the pilot performed some tricks like figure 8, and did some low flying over fields and small lakes.

 

Afterwards we went to their exhibits which were very cool because you can actually go into a world war II fighter plane. There was also a 1940’s Indiana Jones travel plane that you could climb into as well, and sit down on the chairs, and walk into the first class section which had an L shaped couch and an old bar.

 

Later we stopped at the Lego store. Andrew is kind of Lego crazy and this was the Shangri-La of his Lego craziness. It was great to see the shocked look on his face as he competed with a bunch of kids (and one similar adult that slid beside him) to assemble three lego guys that he could take with him. He bought a few kits he could not get in Canada.

 

That evening at dinner, I was really surprised to see Paige and Jamuna show up all of a sudden at dinner.  I actually swore and said the F word out loud in a fancy restaurant. (That had cute little Gecos running around in the "Florida room".) This whole trip was a surprise but it was a real big surprise to see the two of them. Paige drove six hours from Georgia, and Jamuna came all the way from Panama to see me. The three of us, Jamuna, Page and I hung out that evening, drank coolers and sat on the beach at night and looked up at the stars. Even though it was hot, there was a cool breeze coming in from the ocean.

 

June 14

 

After eating breakfast at Jamuna’s hotel, (Don’t every eat at the Waffle house there, the locals call it Der Awful house …for a good reason)  we went to the Kennedy Space center. Which was just amazing. I could have spent two days exploring that place. We wanted to get there in time to see the shuttle land but only made it there to hear a great big sonic BOOM, and by then everyone said that meant that it had already landed.

 

Andrew was harassed by the security guards because he had taking his GPS unit with him and he had to return it back to the car, and was escorted by a guard. (Not his most favorite scenario). We had lunch as an Astronaut spoke, and later people were allowed to ask questions. I asked about plant life in space, and apparently they do grow things in the space station. I also asked if they had any animal life up there and they said “no” but I wonder, I did once read that they took bees up there…As a person with a green thumb I wondered about how they could sustain some kind of life for long periods of time.

 

I found out that they plan to visit Mars, that there is a plan in place for that, and I may even live to see that, which is kind of wild.

 

Page had to leave to go home (since the next day was Father’s day). Andrew, Jamuna and I did some more exploring, being the geeks we were, and had a great time doing so.

 

That evening we ate at a Thai/Sushi restaurant, and I have to admit that sushi that is freshly caught from the sea tastes way better than the stuff they serve in Toronto, its like a whole different experience.

 

I spent the evening with Jamuna, and Andrew went off to the hotel. We rarely get to see each other so I thought it would be nice, and it was cool of Andrew to be so understanding about that.

 

June 15

 

Ate breki, packed up and left for the Orlando airport. End of trip. I took my last breath of that heady Florida air, so full of the smell of flowers and Ocean. There is nothing like that any where. I still consider Florida my secret home…its laidback atmosphere and endless amounts of green, always brings out the best in me. I look forward to returning when we can afford it.

 

 

Today we ran out of morning groceries so there was a kurffuffle: A left without eating breakfast or making his lunch.

A has been pretty grumpy because work at that big company of his has been stressful. They are competing with that produce symbol company, and well because of that have cracked out the whip because they have to produce something as good or better than what the produce symbol company can produce.

Yesterday too was my Dad/J/Dkn's informal  birthday party, having a stressed out A and the C clan together is a bit of a molotov coctail. I mean, A tried to be friendly but mostly he sat there looking unhappy, or stood, when he got tired of sitting.

That and washroom time hasn't been worked out quite, R and A have issues about the prep time that happens after breki. I'm going to let them work it out on their own.

And to add to the stress I have my writer friends coming over, I think I will ask D. if we can go to her house instead, that may be a better idea in the long run. If there is no choice, well then I will live with the fact that I am producing more stress, and hopefully everything works itself out by tomorrow night.

L

Feeling kind of blah....need some entertaiment...where are your blogs folks! 

I discovered "Mad World" by Gary Jules...I love this song! I'll have to see if the library has his CD!




On another note, as you know I'm following Julia Cameron's Writer's Diet...I have yet to write my morning pages. I will do so after this entry. However I picked up Jamuna, my friend as a body buddy, and each night we check in and talk about our day, and the food we ate in an honest manner. We set up challenges for each other too. That has helped me more than anything because every day I've got to be honest about what is going on in my life. So far it's helped me stick to my plan, even though I have a fancy dinner to go to tonight, and this Friday I'll be at a charity event where they will serve all sorts of bad food...but there will be fruit too...I'll stick with the fruit!

Well totally messed up on my diet this weekend, I ate all my extra points and then some. *sigh* I was all moody about not spending time with mr A. Go figure. His mother was here she has been here for the past two weeks, and I encouraged him to spend time with his mother. But this morning I was hoping to go to the Purple Onion for breaky (that would have been a bad move anyways)..and that fell through because he woke up late and had to meet his mom so he could go to this tour of a retirement residence.

So I gardened a bit, bought some small flowers planted them...my front yard still looks semi pathetic, though I spied some big Peony bushes at Loblaws, Maybe I'll get one or two of them and plant them. That should brighten things up a bit.

I am so proud of Sirius, my dog. For the longest time I thought he hated other dogs and I had to keep him away from all dogs. Yesterday however, My friend Diane brought Harley over and the two of them got along like a house on fire. They look very much alike, both black with white markings only Harley has longer hair.

Needless to say, it was a big relief to me because Diane likes to bring her dog to the writers groups. I like hosting the writers group, especially in the back yard. It’s been too cold to put up the tent (aka cabana) so we met in my basement.

I wonder if that means I could get another dog…so tempting. I’ve always wanted to have a Bernice Mountain Dog. Ian wants me to get a husky and is promising me the moon, however I don’t quite believe him. Andrew loves huskies too. I mentioned getting another dog to him and he made a face at first. Then I said wouldn’t you like a cute Scottie, and he melted. He has very little resistance.

I need to get the vet over anyways, and have these guys tended, they need their yearly shots and a checkup, and Sirius license has to be renewed as well now. So really, I have to get the practical stuff out of the way before I can think about more responsibility.

Well I stepped on the scale and gained like 10 lbs overnight! So I decided to really start counting those points again. I thought I wasn't doing too badly, but then again I haven't been very active since I was sick, so maybe that's it. Or maybe it is hormonal, I'm not sure.

I have started recording this weight at the start of my morning pages.

However I calculated and figured I need to go just under 30 points per day. WW says I should have 32 points, but I don't really lose weight on that, so I'll cut it under 30 and Aim for 28.

I have been talking to Jamuna on IM she's my "body buddy" every evening we discuss how our day went when it comes to eating.

This week as my "date" I want to buy measuring tape for myself. Once a month I want to measure my body and record it. Plus I thought I would take a picture.

I have this cool idea of video taping myself for 3 min once a week and then splicing all the pictures together into one movie. I think that would make a great motivating tool as well, and an interesting experiment!

Well the tree stump is gone, and so are all my flowers...sigh...time for a new start in the front yard....

The big tree stump remover has ridden over the peonies, the roses, the sage, and even my big oregano bush. There is nothing but a baby tree and brown dirt there now....

When they are gone I will have to see what I can salvage....

Man I got bronchitis again, I hate when that happens! I'm coughing and hacking and falling behind on my work. I hope I get better soon. My friend Paige told me to put vix vapourub on my feet...and my chest. It feels weird but it seems to work, that and I took some fenugeek, thyme, and of course Ricola (!). My poor dog didn't get a decent walk today, I'll have to make it up tomorrow. He's such a loving and forgiving dog.

I have a food journal I call "my notes from the battle field" that is downstairs right now and I'm stuck doing readings for now. I did manage to get lunch so I will use this as my journal.

For lunch I had:

open faced Turkey sandwich, with lettuce, some dressing, 1 tlb light mayo.
1 and a half cups of my potato soup.

Mood-rushed....Still suffering care giver burn out I think where I eat because I can't help these people. I got to let it go.
A customer found my phone number and called, she sounded like she was drunk! It was only just past noon.....though generally the crowed here today is mellow thank goodness. It's a long shift I am working today from ten am to 3pm. But I expect the same from my guys, so it is only fair. Need to somehow find the time to catch up on admin work and astrology writing.

LK

According to my friend Ruben from Panama, Tues the 13th is like Friday the 13 to Hispanic people. Today on this Tuesday the 13, I had a bill that was 13.13 how freaky is that!

Today is the 5 month, 13th day 2008

may 2008 is also a 13 in numerology=

05+2+0+0+8= 13

I should have bought a lotto ticket. 13 is lucky for me, I used to live on 1300 Queen St West, way back when.

Death cab for cutie have a new CD coming out! Yey!