Ahhh summer I feel you coming

I am currently sitting out on my back deck with a giant ice water, wearing shorts and a tube top, dog at my side, listening to radio streaming thru our iPad and searching for some awesome blogs to add to my reading list. The sun is shining, it's 21 degrees ahhh practicLly perfect with the exception of the 2 wasps that I've just spotted...

Why does Jennifer hate Haley??

Seriously?? I do not understand why Jennifer simply cannot just give Haley praise for her songs... Why week after week does she have to just rip into her.

(yes this is another American idol post)

Please tell me that I am not the only one who notices that other contestants can sing shit songs and be told they were amazing, that other contestants take stupid risks with song choices and are praised. Yet Haley switches it up and is made to feel like an idiot.. I felt bad for her tonight seriously. I wanted to reach through the screen and slap Jennifer...

I feel like Randy and Jennifer have pre decided in their minds what type of singer Haley needs to be and that maybe it might not match with what she's trying to do. I think she has been doing better and better each week, I like that she is taking the risks and not singing the same thing week after week. If I could vote (Canadians can't) I would want be giving my votes to her for showing her true abilities, she switches it up with the styles without going too far away from her natural raunchy sound. For instance Scotty bores me... He is twang country that's it. Guarantee if he makes a cd all his songs are going to have the exact same sound.

Look at some of the top selling artists and long lasting artists right now, how many of them sing the exact same sound over and over again.

Whoa really unnessicary for Randy to just diss Haley like that saying the best performance of the first round was a tie between the other three... Seriously are they trying to make her cry and fuck it up? I'm once again writing as I'm watching and getting kind of mad.

Ok Round two now they love her.... Steven Tyler is consistent I think he actually likes her, the other two frustrate me. THERE WAS NOTHING WRONG WITH HER FIRST SONG!!!

So on that note my take on the final four:

Haley - In my opinion she's the best performer and vocalist left. Unique tone, seldom goes off key, passionate, hits the high notes just as good as the lows. I love her for all the same reasons I (and most others) love Adele, she's just a little more kick ass.

James - Good performer and vocalist but has pitch problems regularly. Theatrically the best. Some weeks I think he's great and others he annoys me. There is not too much depth to his voice and I think that's what I don't like at times.

Lauren - She's fairly generic, I'm confused is she a country artist or no? I feel like she's not really challenging herself and maybe too young to know yet who she really wants to be as an artist (yes I realize that I said before how I liked how Haley switches it up, but when Lauren does it I don't feel it make sense and confuses me). She's definitely a great singer but just doesn't have the wow factor for me.

Scotty - I think I already said how he bores me. Great country singer and I can understand his appeal to the fans who are more country lovers, me not so much I enjoy country to a certain degree it can't be too twangy and has to still vocally be strong enough to keep me interested. I feel post Idol he might have a hard time standing out from the crowd once the Idol fame calms.

I don't know who will go home, they are all so different it will depend on whose style has the biggest following watching Idol... My pick of who I would like to see go is Scotty.


And now I need to go watch last nights episode of The Voice, we had to pvr it cause Hubby had an allergic reaction to something and we spent the night in the ER (everything is fine)

:)

Weekend Recap

Happy Tuesday :)

I've had a fairly busy past couple of days, which is actually pretty nice since I've been bored out of my mind recently lol.

The weekend started with Friday of course since Hubby gets a 3 day weekend every day. I had a nice lunch at a nearby sushi and teppanyaki restaurant with a friend I haven't seen in a couple months. We laughed tons (both at each others stories and inability to use the chop sticks), and ate tons. It was all you can eat for $12 :) good deal.

Friday evening was spent on bridal duties! This September Hubby and I are both attendants in his cousin's wedding. His cousin's fiance was my maid of honor for our wedding, we've grown pretty close over the years. Her bridal shower is in two weeks so all the ladies got together at Hubby's aunts house and packed the fudge we all made earlier in the week. There was soo much fudge! Eight ladies making at least two batches each, one of the bridesmaids batches didn't turn out. I made three batches and had one of them not form properly.. it still tasted great but we couldn't package it. I made a mint chocolate batch (too sticky), a pink batch (bridal colour) and a chocolate marshmallow batch. :) Not bad considering I've never made fudge before. I didn't get home until after midnight on Friday, we had dinner and drinks and played a few games. It was a lot of fun.

So much fudge!

Saturday was spent cleaning up before I had to drive just over an hour to a friend's wedding reception. She had originally been married in September while still pregnant, it was a very small ceremony with a few close family members only. This weekend she had her official celebration, I think with about 100 or so people. I served as both a guest as well as the official photographer, money was tight and since I take pictures as a hobby and have the editing software I offered my services. I got the chance to see a few friends that I haven't seen in a while, it was a lot of fun. There was a little drama amongst the bridal party lol but fun.

Sunday of course was Mothers Day. Instead of us driving to see my mom at her place and her having to make dinner we offered to take her out. So we went to Montanas. My mom has celiac's disease plus a few other food interferences so Montanas is one of the few places she can actually eat. Luckily they have great food so no one was disappointed. I absolutely love their goat cheese penne. I love goat cheese in general. I think I'm going to try cooking with it, my mom claims its not that hard to do.

All in all it was a great weekend. Tiring, but lots of fun :) This weekend coming up also should have a few fun points with the grooms man shower aka car rally. Until then I will keep trying to be busy hopefully the weather will stay nice that always helps.

Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day to all the moms, especially my own :)

There is something about my mother that has always scared me (in a good way), I think it is her strength. I've always felt as though I shouldn't mess with her. She is an extremely strong woman; who through the years has faced many challenges and battles and always came out in the end on top.

Teenage pregnancy, college as a single parent, an abusive alcoholic (ex)husband, she found means to provide for her two children as a single parent again, she's raised a child with a Epilepsy and watched over and over as her daughter seized, she's helped raise her two stepdaughters (not an easy task), has taken in her mother in law after many strokes and much much more.

She's a fighter and stands up for what she believes in and for others who are not as strong. She's taken in another teen when there was nowhere else but the streets for this girl to go. She is a Social Worker, has taken years of online courses to gain all those extra fancy letters behind her name, she runs the victim services crisis program and assists the police when responding to trauma, she will show up on your door to break the news about your loved one then stay with you providing comfort and ensure you have the resources to grieve properly, she drives to Montreal once a month so she can take trapeze classes, she's taken classes in dance, fencing and almost every other random hilarious class you could imagine a mother taking, she kayaks, she is a musician and used to play and sing in a band, she is an artist, and a photographer, she is dedicated to her physical fitness and healthy living.

She has a daughter who is a nurse, and a son who got into the only chiropractic school in the province. Two children who would never have made as far as they did in life without her strength to get us through.

She's my mom, my confidant, and when needed she's my friend. Oh and according to my friend last night I quote "your lucky, your moms one real hot old chick!" haha.

Happy Mothers Day!

I just realized it was Wednesday...

I have gone most of the day thinking today was Tuesday for some reason.... Now that I realize its not I kinda feel cheated outta my Wednesday!

Anyways I have been watching my stats lately and have noticed my number of readers seem to be growing :) I feel kinda silly but that makes me happy lol

But I am wondering who are you people? I only have 3 followers whom I believe 2 are from the states, and 1 Aussie ... The rest of you are strangers.

According to my stats I have at least one reader in Canada, Germany, Denmark and Singapore! I realize these could all be random people but I invite you to follow and make yourselves known :)

And that is all for now, I need to go start dinner!

Dealing with the memories

Last night as I lay in bed trying to sleep I kept thinking about that night. This 

happens every now and then when my mind is quiet. The memories creep back 

in like a bad dream, except it wasn't a dream. What I'm remembering was real. 

It usually starts like little flashbacks that then grow into a steady stream. I try not 

to think too long because the reality of it scares me. 

 The blood - It started that day like a heavy period, this I was expecting. After 

dinner it intensified and while in the washroom realized my pad was almost full. 

I told Hubby it was time to go home. While standing in the doorway waiting for 

him it really started to come - "forget home lets go to the hospital, something’s not

right" when we got to the hospital 25 minutes later there was a puddle on the seat

of the car and my pants were soaked.   

The triage nurse - it was his first night I remember he told me that as he gathered 

all my information. He seemed slightly excited and nervous at the same time. Later 

once in my room he came back to check on me

The parade of nurses - the senior more experienced nurses took over including 

the charge nurse, I forget all their names there were too many. I barely even saw

the nurse who had been assigned to me... she was young, maybe too new to 

handle a situation like mine.

The blood - I remember the feeling of the blood just pouring out, when it first 

started I only felt it when standing, now I was laying flat on my back and it 

was like someone had turned on a facet inside me. The fear it wasn't going to stop

The IV's - There were two, one in my left wrist the other my right inner elbow. 

One failed attempt to put one in had left my left hand bruised and sore. The fluid 

going through them felt like ice cold water in my veins.  

The pain - In the begging it was like period cramps, only much stronger and then 

the contractions started. This was their first plan to stop or at least slow the bleeding,

they gave me a drug called pitocin to make my body go into contractions. The 

contractions felt like intense muscle cramping raging through my whole body. First

it was a dull ache in my lower back, which then spread around my torso to my 

lower abdomen. Eventually I could feel it in my legs, neck and arms.  

My head hurt so badly - my left side of my face and temple like they were going to 

explode, the one nurse didn't seem to know why, I think it was the contractions. 

That didn't exactly make me feel better when she didn't know, now my mind

is running wild with possibilities "what if its a blood clot?" "Am I going to die?" 

The Doctor - "If we can't stop the bleeding were going to have to go to 

the OR" and then "nurse cross her blood type in case we need a transfusion" 

followed by "call gyne we need them now" Nurse: “we already paged a stat call" 

The Gynecologist - She told me we needed to do surgery to stop the bleeding,

"nothing else is working". There were risks involved, and a possibility it wouldn’t

even work. They couldn't find a cause for the hemorrhage so far.  

Being rushed down the corridor to the OR - I've walked those halls many 

times but it was all a blur no idea where I was, it seemed like one giant blur of

a tunnel. All I saw was the flash of the lights overhead and hear the footsteps

they were in a hurry. 

Kissing Hubby goodbye before going thru the giant double doors. I 

was still scared of the pain in my head and part of me worried I would never 

see him again. He looked scared too. 

The anesthetic - they put a mask on my face "breathe deeply" the pressure 

on my throat like someone was pushing down on it. 

Saying "I'm scared my head feels funny" seconds before I was out

Waking up - I could hear before I could see - I think I may have been responding 

to questions "open your eyes" feeling foggy then crying when they told me it was over  
 

We returned home the next morning at around 4am; both of us exhausted, 

me still slightly drugged. I remained in the drugged fog for about another 

48 or so hours before finally feeling like normal again. My body ached for 

days, all of my muscles felt like they had been through an intense workout. 

I could barely walk. 

Eventually I called the people who had known and started the story of what 

happened. 

Blah

Before I start I want to say I apologize if I am a downer lately. 

I feel like April has just been a shit month. I actually feel like 

this year in general has been a roller coaster that bottoms out 

real fast and low. 
 
I'm bored, all the time. How people manage to stay home and play 

housewife is a mystery to me. I can't do it. Well maybe I could if 

I had chose to do it, but not like this. 
 
I find myself spending the morning sleeping in, I then wake up play 

with the dog and eat something (usually toast with peanut butter), 

after I've eaten I check the job boards, maybe send out a resume if 

there's something there.  Then I look around and decide what to 

clean that day. Our home isn't that big, there's not a lot to clean 

and if I don't clean something that day hubby tends to get crabby 

(in his mind if I'm home all day I could at least perfect my 

housewife skills) 
 
I've found this time off work is really testing my friendships with 

"work" friends. Even tho the facility just opened in October I had 

worked with a group of the employees at my previous job.  Out of 

this group I only have really talked too and seen one of these 

people. Since when did getting laid off become a contagious illness? 

I feel like I've been shunned which only adds insult to injury. 
 
Point is I'm bored. And I'm lonely. And I feel like with all this 

time on my hands I could and should blog more but don't due to not 

wanting to post downer posts each day, also I'm often at a lack or 

words, or the urge to blog is at the wrong times. For example right 

now I'm writing this post on the notepad on my blackberry and will 

post later. I would just do the mobile blogging except my phone is 

with koodo and apparently they don't support it.