Oscarisms

FIRST NAME? I go by Oscar WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? No WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? Last night DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? Writing no Printing yes WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Yuck DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Yep, 2 IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Of course! DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL? No, I hate them now DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? Oh Yes DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? NO WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? NEVER DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? NO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Yes WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? Maple Walnut SHOE SIZE? 8 1/2 RED OR PINK? Red WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? My weight WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? that I never had a Dad WHEN AND WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Rocky Mountain House Feb 14 WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? Blue pants pink sandals WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? a kit kat WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? nothing IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? red FAVORITE SMELL? cinamon buns WHO WA

This has been a crazy week. Let me tell you. DH went back to work after being home all of last week. On Monday morning. SO the kids and especially son were in a terrible terrible mood on Monday. Son cried literally for hours and hours. He only got in a better mood after afternoon nap time. Then DH came back into town on Tuesday night. Ships me all the way accross town to test drive a vehicle in 30 plus degree heat for me to find out the dang thing is already sold. Not high on my list of things to do. For all my US buddies 30 plus is over 80 degrees F. Then of course wednesday morning son was in another terrible mood cause daddy was not there when he got up. On tuesday morning daughter had her end of year kindergarten graduation/picnic/get together. OUt of ten kids me my mom and one other parent showed. The kids were so disappointed. But daughter was happy both me and grandma were there. My new washing machine and dryer were delivered on wednesday but not hooked up. so i

This is absolutely awesome. A lady from SJ half way accross the world has rocked my blog. The banner is completely totally her design and installation. Neen thank you so much. You have taken my downer week and turned it upside down. Thank you

I cannot believe the luck that my dream brought. WOW. Maybe he had it in sequence to mine. Wouldn't that be wild. First time he has ever and I mean ever won where I had a smile on my face. But I would have loved for Terry to take it. How was the weekend? POOF it was gone. Where on earth did it go. I have no clue. Way to go Johnny Benson 2nd truck race win in a row. Well, after a whole week off, hubby went back to work this morning. gone out the door at 4 am. Son woke up at 5:30 and cried non-stop all morning and even when left at daycare. He seems to have turned into a real daddy's boy which is really causing problems with daddy's princess. We thought there was sibling rivalry before well wow , it sure is here now. Ten more things about me: 1) I am a Certified Management Accountant 2) I am a certified NAUI scuba diver 3) I am a farm girl through my soul 4) I cannot drive a standard vehicle but did drive tractors for years (go figure) 5) I like McDonalds breakfas

One thing you may or may not know about me is I dream. I dream vividly. I dream to the point that sometimes I am not sure if something has actually happened or if it is a dream. Lots of teasing has been going on through the blog and over at scrapjazz about hot hunky men and nascar and husbands that are away to much, and love and all that jazz. Well man did I have a dream last night. "he who shall not be named" and I were together. We had a nice afternoon together, and a great conversation, and spent some quality time together. It was all so comfortable and sensual. He really really wanted to make love to me, but I am no, as much as I am interested I love my hubby and can't do that to him. He was very sad at it but it was just so sensual. OMG. Not an arragant little you know what like I usually think of him as, but a really truly caring guy. Very deep, very caring and very very interested. made me feel wonderful. Now during the dream I distinctly remember thi

This will ultimately be a list of 100 things about me, but am doing it ten at a time 1) my greatest fear is fire 2) my greatest love is my kids 3) my biggest obsession is Nascar 4) I only own blue vehichles 5) I am superstitious 6) I have travelled by myself and not thought twice about it 7) I hate to fly, when I fly something always seems to happen 8) I do not like to drive 9) I am claustrophobic 10) I answer to my nickname faster than I do to my real name

Well here are my top five hunky men that I fantacize about. Billy Dean, country singer oh those hands of his and those eyes Tony Stewart, hunka hunka Vin Diesel, hot hot hot Josh Holloway as Sawyer on Lost, gotto love that persona Jon Bon Jovi. mmmmmmm

took this test. Kinda of cute.

I WANT: to be pain free I WISH: that I had all the money I needed I HATE: rudeness I MISS: having all the time in the world I HEAR: a ringing in my ears I WONDER: what life would have been like without that accident I REGRET: not being married I AM NOT: a patient person I DANCE: only in my dreams I SING: while driving I CRY: way too easily I AM NOT ALWAYS: happy. I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: the owies go away I WRITE: not enough I CONFUSE: Mimi, Denise, and Nancy screen names I NEED: some time to myself before I lose my sanity I SHOULD: lose weight! I START: beating myself up over every little thing I FINISH: my day totally exhuasted but unable to sleep Your turn... I want to learn something about you!

A blog challenge: 10 Things about me 1) I have had a headache since January that will not go away 2) I am in constant chronic pain 3) I am a Nascar Fan 4) Someday I want to dive with manta rays 5) I am fiercely loyal 6) I don't trust often 7) I feel totally alone in the world 8) I had a rough childhood 9) Anything I have accomplished or owned I have done myself 10) I believe if I don't do it, nobody else will.

Last night was the BIG night. Took the five year old and two year old to see Dora the Explorer Pirate Adventure. We had row 6 on the floor seats. That was awesome. The little guy sat on my knee and did not move. His jaw often hung open and he often pointed but he was totally mesmorized. The five year old even though according to her "I have outgrown" Dora, loved it too. She was up in front of the stage dancing, and jumping and flag waving. True scrapper that she is she had to get pieces of the rain and treasure box confettie for a scrap page. Cameras were not allowed though. SO no pics. I would have loved to have gotton some of sons face while watching. Priceless memories. He was so sad when it ended. No end, end yucky was all he would say. If you have a chance to go, do it. The production is awesome. So both kids up past bedtime. But so worth it. Then a big time thunderstorm and rain storm moved through from 12:30 till 3 so I did not get much sleep. I was su

One year ago on fathers day red deer was under a severe flood watch. We spent fathers day at work moving everything from the first floor to the second floor. Not a pretty day. But man some pretty photos. This year, it has rained off and on for the last two weeks. Lots of rainfall warnings. People at work getting tenser and tenser as fathers day approached and the river began to rise. Sandbars start disappearing and man oh man the jokes that are said. But so far no, flooding not even close. Last year after all our hard work it was only the parking lot that got it. The buildings were safe. Yesterday was fathers day. Hubby is sick with a cold. He actually cancelled his plans to go drag racing because of it. That means HE is sick. Poor guy. And this is his week off of work. At least he will have some time alone with me at work and the kids in daycare. Yesterday during the race when I saw Tony crash my heart was in my mouth. OMG I thought he would be a goner. Then to see h

Is Friday rude day? You would think it would be happy day. I saw a driver finger the vehicle behind him through the sunroof today. WTH. No clue why. I am at Micheals picking a few things up. As usual long line and only one person on cash. The cashier takes all these flowers scans them one by one and then puts them one by one in bags with the head of the artifical flower down. The customer let her do all of them. Around 20, then says you just bent them all I don't want them. WTH. Did I mention it was pouring rain at the time. If the heads had been out they would have been soaked. I read in the paper last night that a bunch of teenage delinguents were at Bower Ponds netting and stealing the baby ducks. WTH. Why oh why would you do that. Poor little things. I finally got the picture back of the hurt little duck. Still makes me sad. Here are the pics of the ducknapped ducklings and the hurt little duck.

This phrase keeps running through my mind. I think it is a song, but am not sure. Just driving me nuts. Cassandra has now told me it is Terri Gibbs. My buddy dirtrackchick and I finally hooked up today on the phone. Was so neat to talk to her. She sounds as happy in person as she does on the messagee boards. Also has an accent that I was not expecting. She said midwest. mmmm. Wow, who ever thought the cyber world could spawn real friends. I certainly never used to. I am a total believer now. So when it comes to Scrapjazz peoples I have met Alice, talked on the phone to Cassandra Jenni, Kacomi, Donna, Erin and now dirtrackchick. And we never even got around to racing. How bad is that. A cyber chat is scheduled for Saturday evening. I will have to try and make it, without letting daughter read the screen. Man that kid is reading things at an amazing rate. She also knows words as they are spelled out. Did the ole spell S E X on the weekend and she goes and says why wo

Beauty to my eyes having the sun glisten off the two tone paint. Music to my ears listening to the Borla exhaust system. The wind blowing through my hair, the freedom of it being MINE, a chance to escape and just enjoy.

So after yesterday's downer, I was told to look at the beauty surrounding me. I think this pretty much sums it up.

This is a heavy muse so just skip it if you don't wanna be downed. I once read a neat poem somewhere about surrounding ourselves with reflections of ourselves. I thought it was really neat, really motivational and positive. So here is mine: Things surrounding me that reflect me: Broken Dishwasher 2 burners on stove not working freezer in fridge freezes over and needs fixing (frost free) yah right washing machine starts to leak on the weekend toilet that will not flush properly van that is on its last legs van window that will go DOWN but not up doors that will not close properly the indicator on my vette broken (thanks hubby) two kids that yell and scream and bicker constantly now you may ask how is that a reflection of Oscar: I live in a garbage can, I cannot keep it clean my body is broken . chronic pain, fibro, and inability to move properly my spirit is broken...I truly think I should not exist my faith is gone...betrayed by those in church I counted on (christians) yah right

How can Monday come so darn fast. ARGGGG Nascar: OMG for Tony to drive the way he did and finish 3 even hurt. Way to go boy. Jeff Gordon hit the wall so hard I could not even muster up my normal wing flap. Ouch that gotta hurt. Nice to see a rookie win. I was sure cheering for Bobby driving the King's car when he was in the top ten. Home: I get up yesterday, eat breakfast, and head into work. Work for about 6 hours get home. Son is having a nap on my bed. When he gets up he is still half asleep and just goes and sits in the living room. A little while later he comes out and says hi Mom, I wet. OK I will change you. I pick him up and yes he was wet. From the neck of his PJ's to the cuffs of the pants. DH had not bothered to change him once. So I am covered as I picked him up, my brand new bedding I picked up on Saturday was covered, and the living room couch and chair. Mom was not impressed. Hubby says well I thought you had changed him. WHEN from work????? M

But I am not sure who was punished more the kids or mom and dad. Yesterday Dad got up early and went to bottle depot and then to wal-mart to buy new work boots. I was laying in bed as had not slept well the night before due to pain. Well when Dad got home I heard him giving the kids well. I got up a little later to go to washroom. Well in the washroom are every bottle of soap we own open and on the sink, vanity, towels, floor, toilet, with being washed in the sink a bag of carrots, oranges, and six tubs of yogurt. I kind of lost my temper. Called daughter in. She instantly said son had done it. I called austin in. He didn't say anything. I ask daughter why she didn't come get me if son was doing something so wrong. She backtracked and said maybe it wasn't just son doing it. argggg. We have had so many discussions about not making extra work for mommy and daddy. Our time together on the weekend is so limited as it is. So I clean up the bathroom finding more a

Well last night was the BBQ at kids daycare for year end. It poured most of the day and there were heavy rainfall warnings out. So the BBQ was moved from outside into inside. That that many kids add siblings and parents and it is a full house. Kids loved it. The one room had bubble blowing and son was occupied with that for an hour. The other room had the parachute playing and that kept daughter going for a hour. What fun. But my oh my what a mess for the staff to clean up afterwards. Usually with it outside all they have to do is clean the washroom and then they are done. I guess the cleaning went on until midnight and the the girls had to be back before seven to open. They did a tremendous job though. It is so nice to know that the kids are well looked after and cared for. I am glad they didn't cancel it. Son asked this morning "nother party tonight?" Too funny.

I had a blast yesterday torturing a friend at SJ about pictures of Nascar drivers. We see pretty much eye to eye on who we like and don't like so it was fun. I found her the perfect pin-up boy pose of Jeff Gordon. (Made us both puke). Then just a bunch of others. By the way never google Jeff Burton on a work computer. There is a porn starr in LA with the website of Jeff Burton. OMG. Then I cyber-borrowed my friends pic of her favority driver at their local track. That really got her going. It is great to have fun.

There is no way a race fan like myself and hubby could let a movie like CARS go by without getting the merchandise for it. I have managed way up here in the great white north to find: Chick Hicks Lightening McQueen Sally Mater Mate Sheriff Doc Hudson Filmore DJ still need to find: King (this is an absolute utter must in our family) WIngo Lizzie Sarge I even have a friend from Carolina looking for Sarge, so a Canadian with NO NASCAR at all was looking for a car for someone in the heart of Nascar Country. Somewhere in there is irony. I am just sure of it. Daughter and I spend last night going through her art and photos and scrap pages and cards to figure out which ones to enter in the local fair. I have to have them in by Friday. She is one exicted little one. Even though she is five she is having to enter the age group 8 - 12 for the scrapping stuff. I guess they figure younger ones don't or can't. So keep your fingers crossed she gets a ribbon or two. We went to Bower

I hate the guy. Pure and simple. I hate him. He took an excellent show in Inside Nextel Cup and ruined it. Can he just go away. Bring Allan back or get someone else to be moderater but Dave has got to go. In the two years that he has hosted it now, I have watched four shows. Last night I watched just to see if had improved any. HE HAS NOT. Go away Dave. Use your ramblings in your own show, not as a moderator role.

well daughter decided to share. The question if it is allergies or cold has been solved. Daddy got the sniffles yesterday and Mommy came down with sore throat this morning. Man when a persons immune system is run down you just cannot fight anything off. Also explains why daughter slept a full night last week. Her body was preparing for the fight. Poor little thing her nose looks awful and every time she blows it her lips crack open and bleed. I took her to her School she will be attending for the Grade one tour today. She loved the music room and playground the most. She spelt the words the grade one kids were spelling. She was so excited she said she wished it would start Monday and not on August 31. I am glad she is excited. Our friend Jes sent daughter a RAK package yesterday. Made my little girls night. She immediately had to tell me to get the camera and start taking pictures. She got a large assortment of alpha stickers. She says I will never run out now, I will hav

Who hates Mondays and why? Isn't that a loaded question? I do I do I do. I do not like mondays at all. 1) Daddy leaves to go to work at 4:30 AM and will not be seen till Friday 2) The kids after having the weekend off do not want to go back to daycare 3) The one person son was bonding with at daycare is gone for three weeks starting today. 4) packing all the bags and backpacks back to daycare for the week 5) trying to get back into a routine 6) work again, my back having to readjust to sitting and being in pain again 7) the pain my shoulder is in always gets worse mondays 8) that first night monday night being alone with the kids after working all day, being tired hungry and miserable. I am sure there are a tonne of other reasons that I hate mondays. Here is one reason I do like Mondays, one day closer to Friday.

Surprising actually that I am not Oscar. How could that be???? You Are Animal A complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts. You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're downright scary. But you sure can beat a good drum. "Kill! Kill!" The Muppet Personality Test

Yesterday what a day. Oh my. Got up and went to a pancake breakfast, the whole family. ALexis splilt a glass of orange drink all over the table flooding out everyone. HE HE. Then Went to mall. We finally broke down and charged a new cell phone for me as mine was so old and just too too unreliable. Have I mentioned I am not an electronic person. Then to swimming lessons. Woohoo. Austin and I were the only one in the class to show up. He did so well. He has come so far since April. Both he passed his and Alexis passed hers. Way to go kiddos. Then back home make lunch. And quiet time. Austin had a fit that and did not go down. So by the time it was to go to the park to meet friends he was still sleeping. He got left home with daddy and Alexis and I went. SHe got to see some little friends she has not seen in a while. The little boy who at two told his mommy that when he grey up he would marry her. So cute. His mommy was surprised he knew what marry was. Then home. C

Someone posted in scrap jazz that it was confessional Friday. Well I posted but got so many outraged e-mails that I edited my post. WOW. I confess: I went home at noon and got the vette. I am in huge financial difficulty, and no one knows or seems to care including DH I go days without eating. I am still not losing weight I feel like the worst Mommy. Somedays I do not want to be alive. I hate my lawyer, I hate insurance companys, I hate the justice system. Some days I want to be in a tank and drive all over the little pissant vehicles. I believe my dreams, will never come true. I lost my faith. My husband is a weekend alcoholic. I hate it. Sometimes I hate him. I am addicted to Coca-cola I love nudity I have not vacuumed my house in weeks. I have ants crossing the threshold.

A prayer ring is something that everyone that knows about it, sends up a prayer. Well I would like anyone that reads this to send up a prayer for Ashley, Brian and Clayton. Clayton had a major seizure this week. It is something near and dear to my heart as I had them for years as well. It is a very dangerous thing, and not knowing what causes them is not good. I hope Clayton with all his other problems does not have to face the chance of them happening again. Prayers to you.