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July 13 Time Marches OnJuly has been a big month for me so far. My divorce was final and my ex-husband got engaged, all in the same weekend!
Actually though, both things sound like a much bigger deal than they actually are. The biggest way my divorce being final affects me is because now I have to start making my own truck payment. Nothing else changes as we both moved on a very long time ago. As far as him getting engaged; it's all good. He and Nicky seem to have a good thing going and it works for both of them, so I wish them nothing but happiness and success. As long as he's happy, I'm happy for him.
Isn't it crazy how quickly time flies? A year and a half ago we were in a marriage that wasn't working, both of us unhappy and making each other miserable, all the while choosing to ignore how bad things had gotten. And here we are now, both in healthy relationships with other people and both of us happy as clams. I guess things just work out how they are supposed to...
July 05 Back in the SaddleAfter being away from the blog loop for so long I feel this huge pressure to produce something incredibly profound to make up for my absence. However, this immediately produces writer's block, which just gets worse the more I think about it, so I am just going to pull a total cop-out and give you the Cole's notes version of my trip to Vegas this past weekend.
We went down to celebrate my Mom's 50th birthday. Our group included my mom (obviously,) myself, M, my brother, and four of my mom's friends. I didn't win big, but I came down substantially less money than I had set aside as being willing to lose, so I consider the trip to be a success.
We rented a poolisde cabana Friday, which I consider a must if you are foolish enough to sit outside in Las Vegas for any length of time at the end of June. Shade, misters, a fan, a refrigerator and a waitress; what more could you ask for? Wait, I know, a plasma screen television so you can watch the World Cup by the pool! It was sheer heaven I tell you, heaven.
We didn't see any of the big name shows while we were down there, but we did go see Anthony Cools, a hypnotist/comedian, who was absolutely hilarious. His show was a tad racy and fairly crude, but if you have a slightly warped sense of humor and are not easily offended, I highly recommend checking out his show at the Excalibur the next time you are in Vegas.
Lastly, I was finally able to check something off my to-do list. M and I went to Scores Saturday night so that I could say I had been to a Las Vegas strip club. You know what? It wasn't nearly as seedy as I had imagined. Some of the acts on stage even kept their clothes on and did little acrobatic, gymanstic and trapeze routines. Granted, there was also everything else you would expect from such a place, but overall it was pretty good. Because M and I were there together the girls weren't nearly as agressive with us as they were with the guys sitting alone or in groups. One of the few gals who came to chat with us told us how intimidating most of the girls find couples to be. The way she explained it totally made sense. Girls are much more judgemental of the physical appearance of other women than men are and typically the woman controls the reigns if a couple are sitting there together. Therefore, unless the woman finds you attractive you don't stand a chance at making any money. Apparently, they take the rejection much harder coming from another woman than from a man. Hmmm, you learn something new every day I guess...
We flew back late Sunday night and I was SOOO happy that Monday was a holiday here in Canada. It was a real treat to have a day off after the weekend in Vegas to relax, recuperate and recover before heading back to work.
July 04 Missing In ActionSo, I log on to my blog tonight for the first time in ages, and find it has been almost a full month since I last updated it. How can this be?
I've narrowed it down to a few culprits. First of all, I've been busy. Between soccer, ball and catching up with friends it has been a hectic few weeks. Secondly, having the Oilers make it to the Stanley Cup Finals took a huge bite out of my time. And lastly, it's just been too darn hot to think around here. Typically we only get a few days each summer over the 30Celcius mark, but it's been in the high 20s, low 30s for the past two weeks and it's wearing on me. Since we usually only get a few days a summer at these high temperatures very few homes have air conditioning, which means it is absolutely excruciating to try and sleep at night. Seriously, I was in Vegas this past weekend and it was WAY more comfortable there because every place you go has air conditioning.
This is going to be a quick one tonight as I just got home from soccer and am sweaty and incredibly stinky and need to go have a shower to cool off enough to function. I promise to be back later this week to bring you up to speed as to what's new and exciting in my neck of the woods.
Take care all. June 05 Bad stinking luckYou've got to be kidding me. Rolofson is out for the rest of the series? After helping us to claw our way to the Stanley Cup Finals? What a bit of flipping crummy luck...
Hopefully I'll have time to catch up with you guys on non hockey related stuff later this week. Sorry, I've been busy... May 24 Update in five minutes or lessYa, ya, I know I've been a slacker lately - sorry all.
I had a relatively uneventful long weekend. Golfed with my mom, watched a couple of Oilers' games, hit Whyte Ave; nothing too terribly exciting.
Off to Toronto this coming Saturday morning for my baby brother's 28th birthday. Catching a Blue Jays' game with him and his buddies Sunday afternoon and then flying back here Sunday night. A bit of a whirlwind trip but M and I both have to work Monday morning.
Speaking of work, last week was a frustrating one, work wise. I finalized a huge deal last Thursday and was told less than two hours later that they now think they were a tad too liberal in the commission portion of my compensation plan and that they now have to revisit certain things. The timing of this left an extremely bad taste in my mouth; I felt like I was being punished for exceeding expecations. I thought they would have been celebrating my success, but apparently I was very sadly mistaken. To top it all off, there is now also some talk about bringing in a second sales person and dividing up the territories, which would also substantially affect my potential commissions, so I am a less than happy camper. I still like the actual work that I do, I just feel like I am suddenly being yanked around. Guess we'll wait and see what transpires...
On a better note, how about them Oilers? Leading the series 3-0 over the Ducks! Go Oilers Go! May 17 Who knew?Who would have thought that the Edmonton Oilers would make it to Round 3 of the NHL Playoffs? That they would take down the Detroit Red Wings and the San Jose Sharks? Wowers - Go Oilers Go!
Bring on the Ducks! May 15 The ABCs of meAccent: Like most Canadians I like to think I don’t have much of an accent, but I deal with people from all over the U.S every day on the phone and some of them seem to find my speech pattern quite entertaining - especially when I say things like "you betcha" Yummy stuff I cook: Lasagna, peanut butter stew, chicken capri - I’m actually a pretty good cook when I am willing to make the effort. May 02 What the...?Okay, yesterday I was complaining about the small town gossip going around about me. Turns out it wasn't small town gossip gone astray, but instead a total freaking wing nut!
Here's my reply to him:
"Huh?
This email confuses the heck out of me... Please allow me to address what I can decipher from your cryptic message. First and foremost, it seems to indicate that your informant is claiming that I am pregnant, which I most certainly am not. Furthermore, I haven't even been any place remotely tropical in the past year, so I fail to see how I could return with "treasures."
The only explanation I can think of is that somebody has me confused with someone else, as I can assure you that I am not with child.
Thanks for the heads up on this - at least I was able to call my mom and let her know about the latest and greatest rumor going around town so I could assure her ahead of time that it was completely false. (Wouldn't that have been fun for her or my dad to hear in the Monkey Top?!)
Frick, ya gotta love Bentley..." And his response? His response? He was only joking and was merely trying to get me to respond to his email. Whack job...
"Hi again. I must apologize for the bad sense of humour. I didn't think you would believe one bit of what I sent because the truth is or would be the exact opposite. the only positive out of it all was i got a response from you."
Let me get this straight - you were joking, you were flipping joking? What's wrong with you? Flipping wing nut..... May 01 Fun and games in a small townMost of the time I love that I come from a small town. Today I was reminded of the reason having grown up in a village makes me swear - small town gossip. Here’s an email that I received this morning: Subject: No news? Hi ang! I just got the latest from the greatest most informed...??? I wondered why I have never got a return mail from you. The latest from the greatest has you returning from the tropics with many treasures. One of which you can show off at any occasion. Congratulations!!! Won't mother be pleased!.. I am sure all is well (or better). Have fun. Talk to you sometime, AThis left me shaking my head. At first I was stymied, but then I stumbled across the meaning. His informant must have me confused with another girl from back home who announced that she was pregnant at a mutual friend’s wedding in Cuba a few months ago. She and her boyfriend have since gotten engaged and have wedding plans in the works. How she and I have somehow been mistaken for each other is baffling. Neither our first or last names are even remotely similar, nor are our circumstances. She is a few years younger than me, has never been married and still lives in Bentley. I was not at the wedding in Cuba where she announced her news and haven’t been anywhere that could be considered tropical for well over a year. We don’t look alike and we are not related - how my name came into this is beyond me. How special that the small town gossips are so starved for something to talk about that they can’t even be bothered to get the details correct! I had to call my mom this afternoon and let her know about the latest gossip concerning me that is circling the town and assure her that it is not true. Can you imagine her or even worse, my dad, having someone come up to them in the Moneky Top and ask when I was due? Good lord... My mom probably would have just laughed it off and then quickly called me to find out what was going on, but my poor father would have lost his mind. Gotta love a small town...
April 25 WindedOkay, so I know that I've been more than a tad lazy these past few months. Ever since I messed up both ankles playing indoor soccer in January I've spent more than my fair share of time on the couch instead of on the treadmill. However, I somehow managed to convince myself that it really wasn't that bad. Until today...
I went for a run tonight after work for the first time in I don't even know how long and let me tell you; it wasn't pretty... I sucked some serious wind and looked like a beet root by the time I made it back to the house.
Since both slo-pitch and soccer start up in the next couple of weeks I guess I'd better get my butt outside as much as possible and start working out the kinks so that I can at least make it up and down the soccer pitch or around the bases without giving myself a heart attack.
Tsk, tsk, lazy, lazy girl...
Go Oilers Go! April 19 Happy GirlI apologize for my lack of blogs lately. I wish I had some creative excuse, like I've been too busy doing something really exciting, but the truth is, I've just been so happy and content lately that I really don't have any exciting or controversial topics to cover. This is a good thing...
Here are the reasons I am a happy gal:
Have a great day everybody, I hope my happiness is contagious and make its way to all of you.
Keep smiling. April 10 Is it just me?Help me out here folks. Am I the only one who finds it incredibly offensive and upsetting that my boyfriend's sister-in-law keeps talking to his family about how she has a friend "who would be so good for him" that she wants to set him up with? Does anyone else think this is beyond strange, not to mention terribly insulting, especially since we have been dating for almost seven months now and yet she continues to bring it up? Does this mean she thinks that I am somehow not good for him, even though she has never even met me? Or am I just being unreasonable and overly sensitive?
Sorry, it just makes my blood boil and I felt the need to share it with impartial observers to get their opinion... April 09 Ugh!Blech! I hate being sick... It turns me into a great big suck.
On Wednesday I was fine, but 48 hours, 3 flights, and 187 handshakes later, here I am sick as a dog. I suspect it's a combination of the dry air on the plane, not getting enough sleep because of the time zone difference and all the germs I surely came into contact with from people at the trade show.
Oh well, it should pass soon enough and I'm sure I'll be right as rain in no time...
Keep smiling! March 27 I told you so.....Those of you who know me "in the real world" know that I am someone who needs their sleep. If you were to ask any of my family members, or, say, my ex-husband, what I am like without sleep, they would laugh that scary evil laugh that only the villains on cartoons can manage. My wonderful family has numerous running jokes about my "Cruella Deville " mornings and can keep you entertained for hours with stories that make you wonder how they ever managed to live with me . I don’t dispute that I can be cranky as hell first thing in the morning, especially if I do not get enough sleep the night before. As a matter of fact, I have been warning M about this for the past six months. Honestly, I’ve intended it as more of a disclaimer than anything else. You know, so I could say "well you can’t say I didn’t warn you," or "I told you I was a screaming sea hag without enough sleep." However, prior to this past weekend the sleepless she devil had yet to make an appearance. That’s right, I said PRIOR to this past weekend. As luck would have it, the super bitchy, cranky as all hell, snippy princess reared her ugly head this weekend. And, as a special bonus for the groovy guy who puts up with me, it just happened to be out at his dad’s farm, with his entire family around. And by entire family, I mean his dad, step mom, sister, brother-in-law, niece, nephew and even his sweet old granny. Yep, I’m a real treat... Everybody else was excited about the mare foaling, but not snarky old Angela. I was just standing there with a super sour, grouchy as all heck scowl on my face that I am sure made it painfully clear that the only place I wanted to be was back in bed. Let’s just say that when you give Angela a foam couch/futon thingy to sleep on that feels like a block of rocks and is so short that my ankles and feet dangle off the edge and then you add small children and yappy dogs to the mix that it is not a pleasant experience. Ever had one of those moments when you realize that you are so grumpy that you can’t even stand yourself? That was me yesterday. Oh joy... Luckily, M brought me home relatively early yesterday afternoon, and I was able to grab a nap before I went into full Exorcist head spin mode. Believe it or not, he didn’t even try to suffocate me in my sleep and was still there when I woke up. I didn’t dare ask whether or not it had occurred to him to bolt out the door or at the very least try to smother me with a pillow! Sorry baby...
March 21 Three thingsThree Names you go by; 2.Ang 3.Angie (but not very often -thank goodness!) 3 Beer - Canadian delicacy - enough said
2.Music 3.Conversation
2.My new super soft Costco socks 3.Red plaid lounge pants (I know, sexy aren’t I?!) 3. Good Things Happen - Dierks Bentley And yes, I do realize that I basically cheated by listing six things - too bad!
2.Playing on the computer
2.Wave a magic fairy wand and have my house instantly clean itself March 13 Always learningOne of the cool benefits of my new job is that they send me to sales seminars. Some people may think this is a lame waste of their day, but I am all for it anytime that I have the opportunity to learn something new. Today was a Brian Tracy full day seminar. It was full of tips, wisdom and insight. I highly encourage you to go to your local library and borrow one of his books or audio recordings. I won’t go into all the sales related morsels that I walked away with, but I will share with you the following little gems that made me have a bit of an aha moment this morning.
Have a great week everybody; keep smiling! March 09 And another thing....This past weekend I was in a curling bonspiel and quickly remembered why I only do it once a year. Why's that again? Oh ya, because I am not very good!
It was however, a whole pile of fun. Good friends, pizza and an open bar tab - what's not to like? M, James and I had a riot! Now, if only one of us knew what the heck an in-turn is... oh well, we have a whole nother year before the next bonspiel to figure it out. Exit stage rightThree of my favorite blogs have been deleted in the past week. The rumor is that one was a matter of his employer finding out about his blog and forcing him to remove it, even though all details were anonymous. The other two often dealt with controversial subject matter and I suspect they were both deleted simply because they were sick of putting up with all the derogatory comments left by others.
My blog walking just won't be the same without Sami, Dirk and Three Blog Night - shame on all you judgmental haters out there! March 03 Leave your light onThe families of the four RCMP members gunned down in Mayerthorpe last March have asked for us to leave our porch lights lit on the the 3rd of every month in remembrance. www.fallenfour.ca
I do this every 3rd to honor not just these four men, but also all police officers killed in the line of duty, especially my friend Ghislain Maurice. Gus, you are missed.
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