A Real 30's Woman
Okay, so some of you know, I'm not the cook of the family. But I've been branching out, and preparing supper a few times. Last week I made a very tasty meatloaf. I told Geoff I'm like a real modern woman, and he laughed, you're like a real 30's woman. Fair enough. :)

I'm breaking out of my reading box. I usually read older books, or classics, but I am trying to read more current books. I have a few on hold at the library that sounded like I might enjoy them. I don't mind being recommended books, but like movies, there are some people I just don't trust their judgment of what I would like. It's nothing personal, I just have a different taste than them. There are also people I know that I wouldn't presume to know what they would enjoy reading. I don't think I influence what anyone reads, but that's cool. Diane & I were talking last week about books, and I said that new books couldn't be called classics, that they have to get passed being the trend, or fad. Time has to have passed and I suppose what is a classic to some, may not be to others. Who decides what gets to be a classic? This is just something I wonder.

Thursday I am going to have coffee with Mary, which should be fun. We've never hung out outside of the museum. We may end up housesitting for her around Thanksgiving, if we can work it around the Vegas trip. She seems to be pretty flexible, but we can talk about that on Thursday.

Saturday, Glen & Diane arrive. We have so much to pack into this visit, it being Glen's first visit here since he was 15 (I think). We've made reservations at Ruth's Chris for Saturday night, and I'm so excited because it's my favorite restaurant. I hope they enjoy it. Sunday we'll have a turkey in celebration of Canadian Thanksgiving.

We decided we want to carve a pumpkin this year. It's not something we always do, maybe every few years. We'll be home for Halloween, so we thought why not. We'll have to wait until much later to get the candy as I don't trust myself with it in the house. :)

Lisa sent off a package to me with meatballs and gravy. We'll see if it makes it here. She talked to the post office about it, and they told her she had to contact the FDA and bioterrorism act. Come on people! It's processed meatballs! Last year when my mom tried to send some chocolate they told her no way. Dawn sent the exact same chocolate, but didn't claim it on her form and it came through. If the U.S. would just let more Cadbury & Nestle chocolate through, it would be a better place. Hee hee!

We did take the trip to Goodwill and I was so relieved to get those bags out of the house. We also got rid of an old chair. They have a pretty good system set up there, you drive up, you drop off, and they give you a tax receipt if you want one.

I have a confession to make, and I feel no shame about this. I wore my Christmas socks two weeks ago, and I even listened to some Christmas songs a few weeks before that. It's taking a lot to stop me from wanting to dig out the decorations. I've just been in a holly jolly mood. It's only 80 days to Christmas, and when I told my mom, she said she didn't want to hear that, it's too soon. She wanted it in hours, so Mom right now it's 1935 hours away. Geoff and I have decided that Christmas 2005 will be here in Denver. Mind you it will be a family of 4 then, the two of us, Honey & Peanut. It's exciting to think about.

I'm trying to talk Geoff into a trip to DisneyWorld for 2007. It will be our 10 year anniversary, and the baby will be 2. That's how old Dylan was when we took him, and he had fun. He still remembers a lot of that trip. I guess I should get a job so we can start saving for that. :)

I'm gonna close with a quote from The Net:
Angela : So, what's this for?
[showing Jack his gun]
Jack : It's uh... it's for shark fishing.
Angela : Shark fishing... with a silencer?
Jack : Yeah. You certainly seem to know your ordinance.
Angela : Colorado. You grow up with guns.

The Grim Grotto



AAAAAHHHHHHH! I could barely put it down, I had to plow through it. Full of clues and it even provides some answers. Now I'm dying because the next book won't be out for a year! But I do think I figured out who Beatrice is. Now I'll spend all day on the computer trying to find if someone else came to the same conclusion I did.

Blah-De-Blah
So when I last posted, I commented on the weather being so great, and 2 hours later, we got a huge downpour of rain. Actually it's been rainy with patches of no rain all week, and that's what we can look forward to all weekend. Not that rain changes our plans. We will finally be taking a load of stuff to goodwill, freeing up space in our house. I guess tomorrow I should make sure I have given away everything I want to. No need to start a new pile once this one goes.

Kinda excited about a new sermon series our church is starting this Sunday. It's called Old Faith, New Faith Let's Review Faith...Interpreting Faith Through Dr. Suess Stories. :) I think it sounds cool.

So Jeff (my boss) was watching some Bill Maher program and it had Michael Moore and Kim Campbell on. How's that for a combination? Anyways, he said Mr. Moore came across pretty stupid (he actually likes him), but that he thought Kim Campbell was great! And how great she must have been as Prime Minister. I wish i could have seen the look on my face. I had to tell him, I don't know many Canadians who liked her, and basing my opinion on her from when she was PM, I didn't think much of her. But I guess Americans think she's awesome. Ah, wacky Americans!

I watched the movie Chicago this week. I got it out of the library, and actually sat down and watched it. Not being familiar with the story made it more interesting for me, because I didn't know how it would end. I thought it was alright. I really enjoyed the number Mr. Cellophane, and Renee wasn't so bad. I generally don't like her work, but she did okay in this. Some of the costumes were a little more revealing, but I think that's just part of the scene. I don't think I'd want to own it, but it was okay to watch. It didn't suck.

I have been tackling my letter of instruction, something to go with my will, once I get around to writing it. I just want my wishes to be known, and the will is to protect Peanut in case something should happen to Geoff and I. Rod thinks it's great I'm such a planner, but planning ahead helps me to feel better about the unpreventable.

Vegas is a go for November! So stoked. And Lisa & Chad are meeting us there. Our last hurrah before the baby comes, perhaps. We'll see what happens, there may be another smaller hurrah, who's to say? We booked the flight & room, Lisa's all set on her end. It's a surprise for Chad's 30th birthday, if Lisa can keep it a secret.

Alright, I'm closing with a quote from The Whole Nine Yards.

Jimmy 'The Tulip' Tudeski : I'm telling you this like a friend because if you screw this up - I would hate to... I would really hate to have to kill you. I would hate it more than mayonnaise. You know how much I hate mayonnaise.

I'm Pesto!



Which Animaniacs Character are You?


You are quick to anger. It's not that you're a jerk, it's just that everyone else is always wrong! Additionally, you often feel like people are picking on you, especially when they say things that you don't understand. You are stronger than many, and fighting is sometimes the only solution that works for you. When you're not fighting, you are fairly calm, however. You tend to act coo.

A Perfect Day (Weather Wise)
Man, it was truly the perfect day weather wise. The sun was shining, there was a cool breeze, you could be completely comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt.

I was inspired to re-read The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy after Chris mentioned it on his blog. It's been well over 10 years since I read it, and most of it is hazy, but some parts are familiar.

We had a rough night on Saturday, as our neighbors had a party that went until 4 am. Had it been contained inside their apartment, there probably wouldn't have been a problem. But the guests were outside and even with the window closed we could hear everything. So we had to file a complaint. I hope this will be the last time this happens. With the baby coming, we'll already have plenty of sleepless nights, we don't need the neighbors adding some.

Our friends(Shad, Jen & Griffin) who recently moved to the NW came to town for a visit, and we went out to Le Peep for brunch. Jen is 20 weeks along in her pregnancy, and they'll be finding out the sex of their baby on Friday. Shad was bemoaning how expensive maternity clothes are, which only helps make matters worse for Geoff. I keep assuring Geoff that they will be a necessity at some point and that I won't need that much, but for Shad to mention Jen "popped out" at 16 weeks, that put the fear in Geoff. Ugh!

I don't really have much else to share. It's been relatively quiet. Glen & Diane will be here in a little less than 2 weeks. There is a lot we all want to do, so we'll see what gets done. There will be plenty of future trips, so I don't feel too stressed. I feel the same way about Victoria. There will be plenty of trips out there, so we don't have to do everything. Speaking of trips, I've had this feeling for a few weeks, a deep-seated need to go to Edmonton. I can't explain it, it's just a feeling I have, that I can't do anything about. Geoff suggested I pray about it. If it's God's will, He will provide the money for it. And if it isn't, He'll give me a peace about it. That husband of mine has some real nuggets of wisdom sometimes. :) Oh, and on the Vegas front, we're looking into it all the time, and we may be meeting someone there. Very cool.

I usually close with a quote from a movie, but instead I'm going to close with a quote from The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.
One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about humans was their habit of continually stating and repeating the very very obvious, as in It's a nice day, or You're very tall, or Oh dear you seem to have fallen down a thirty-foot well, are you all right? At first Ford had formed a theory to account for this strange behavior. If human beings don't keep exercising their lips, he thought, their mouths probably seize up. After a few months' consideration and observation he abandoned this theory in favor of a new one. If they don't keep exercising their lips, he thought, their brains start working.

Rainy Days
It's been 2 and half days of rain. There was a small break in the rain today, and I'm glad I took advantage and walked over to Target. But yeah, it's raining again.

Vegas is calling us. We got some coupons from The Orleans along with info on upcoming rates. We want to go back. Geoff teased that if we had $500 we'd leave now. :) We want to try to take in a show on the next trip. We're eyeballing my birthday as a potential time to take the trip. One last trip before the baby comes. But right before Thanksgiving, they are offering rooms for $20 a night. We may also consider the Stratosphere, they were offering rooms for $20-$25 a night. Whenever we decide to do it, we will be extending invites for people to meet us there.

Every tv season I am allowed to adopt a new show to watch, and I've picked LOST which premieres tonight. I don't know if I'll like it, but I'm willing to give it two episodes.

I miss Touching Evil. I found that I had an old episode on tape (along with old episodes of Scrubs and Angel), so I watched it this afternoon. Not one of my favorites, but it does feature one of the best lines in the series.
Branca: "So where were you? What are you, moonlighting now?"
Creegan: "Yeah, I'm an exotic dancer. G-Man by day, G-string by night."
Still holding out hope they'll put it out on DVD.

Colin is doing okay. Still very sore, still healing, and very bored. If he read, I'd send him some books. :)

Not much else is going on. I got in trouble at work this week with my quick wit. Jeff used the expression "beats me with a stick", and without missing a beat I said "I didn't realize that was an option". I got quite the look, and Rich doubled over with laughter. Ah, it's nice to have Rich working on Mondays now, someone at work who gets my wit. Geoff is really the only one who gets my wit on a regular basis. And my sense of humor is what Rod misses the most about me being in Colorado. I'm glad I have my wit and sense of humor. It's what sets me apart, in a world that doesn't always let me be my own person.

I'm gonna close with a quote from Happy Gilmore.

Happy Gilmore : During high school, I played junior hockey and still hold two league records: most time spent in the penalty box; and I was the only guy to ever take off his skate and try to stab somebody.

What You've Missed


Colin had a hernia operation this week. Yeah. So apparently it was something they think he was born with. It was something he didn't know he had. He would feel pain periodically, but he had pills he'd take for that. Then in the last 10 days it got worse. So Wednesday he had the operation because the pain was unbearable. It was successful, and he has like 6 weeks of recovery time ahead of him. Yeah, more time off work, but ideally this will be his last surgery for a while (he's had 2 in a year).

Heather's visit was great. I wanted to post about this the day she arrived, but was busy playing host. :) The one thing I asked Heather to bring me from Canada was confiscated. So I didn't get it. :( It was a can of meatballs and gravy, made by Puritan. They make stews, but I have this thing for their meatballs and gravy. Well, you can't bring meat into the States from Canada, even if it's processed and in a can. I was so disappointed. Had I known I was going to be denied, I would have asked her to bring me Hickory Sticks. I wonder if you can mail meat. I should look into that. :)

In in tv land...Heather Graham performance this week on Scrubs was better than she's been. Maybe she's just better because she's partnered with John C. McGinley. Oh, and Chris filled me in on who's replacing Bitty Schram on Monk. It will be Traylor Howard who's done a few failed tv shows (Boston Common) and a few films (Dirty Work). I'm willing to give her a shot, but God help them if they try to romantically link her and Monk. I will then declare the show has jumped the shark. There are tons of people already on board with that, but I hold out hope.

Oh yeah, I generally don't tune into the Emmys, as they rarely recognize the worthy or un-HBO shows, but Zach Braff is presenting. Tony Shalhoub is up for Best Actor again, and it was announced that John Turturro won for best guest actor for his portrayal of Ambrose Monk (whoo-hoo!). Also, Randy Newman won an emmy for the Monk Theme Song. He beat out the theme song to Monster House.

That's all I have to share today. Tomorrow Geoff and I will walk to Cherry Creek North and check out the new Crate and Barrel that opened this week. Why we torture ourselves going to a kitchen store when we're poor, is beyond both of us. :)
I'm closing with a quote from Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back.

Jay : Miramax? I thought they only did classy pictures, like "The Piano" and "The Crying Game".
Brodie : Yeah, but then they made "She's All That" and it went downhill from there.

Garden Of The Gods


Heather and I went to see Garden Of The Gods today. It was a fairly short drive up the 25 to get there, and it was a beautiful day to go. We packed a lunch, and walk around maybe a 1/3 of the park. Heather was able to get some souvenirs and then home to unwind.

Heather's visit is going well. It's been pretty low-key and laid back which is nice. We may try to get out to Dinosaur Ridge tomorrow, but we'll play it by ear. My butt was a little sore from the driving today, so we may stick closer to home.

My allergies have been acting up all day, so we went to the pharmacy and found something that is pregnancy safe. It was on my list of approved drugs I could take, the list the doctor gave me, but I double checked with the pharmacist to be sure. He said it is one of the better ones to take since it stays local in my head. :)

I'm gonna go rest now. I'll close with a quote from School Of Rock (which was awesome!)

Dewey Finn : Ok, here's the deal. I have a hangover. Who knows what that means?
Frankie : Doesn't that mean you're drunk?
Dewey Finn : No. It means I was drunk yesterday.

Dull Dullness
Oh how I wish I had stuff to share. But I don't. Just counting the days until Heather comes on Saturday. I only asked her to bring me one thing, because I shouldn't treat my Canadian connections like some weird food black market. I do miss the Canadian chocolate bars something fierce. When I feel a sore throat coming on, I like to get a 5 Alive, but they don't sell them here. What can you do?

The weather has been hot, but thankfully it's cooled off at night. I really enjoy fall weather, so I'd like to get some of that soon. Maybe in October.

I got Seabiscuit and Mystic River out of the library, so hopefully we can tackle watching those this week. I'm happy that VH1 has brought back Bands Reunited. I think it's a great show. Even if I am not familiar with the band, it's entertaining.

Oh, I got a weird call the other night. Someone wanting me to do a survey on Emeril Live. It was funny. Though I don't watch it regularly anymore, I still gave my opinion.

Well, that's it. Like I said, I wish I had more to say. I'm closing with a quote from last week's episode of Scrubs. I laughed out loud, because I had to agree with Dr. Cox on several accounts.

Dr. Cox: I suppose I could riff a list of things that I care as little about as our last week together. Lemme see, uhh.... Low-carb diets. Michael Moore. The Republican National Convention. Kabbalah and all Kabbalah-related products. Hi-def TV, the Bush daughters, wireless hot spots, 'The O.C.', the U.N., recycling, getting Punk'd, Danny Gans, the Latin Grammys, the real Grammys. Jeff, that Wiggle who sleeps too darn much! The Yankees payroll, all the red states, all the blue states, every hybrid car, every talk show host! Everything on the planet, everything in the solar system, everything everything everything everything everything everything--eve--everything that exists -- past, present and future, in all discovered and undiscovered dimensions.

(He starts to walk off.)

Dr. Cox: Oh! And Hugh Jackman.

Monk Update
Here is the latest I've heard from Tvtome.com:
Update on Sharona and Monk's New Assistant
Monk's new sidekick will be named Natalie, a single mother with a daughter rather than a son. Sharona is out of town visiting her sick mother (as in "Game Show"), leaving the door way open for her return later in the season (or next year). Cross your fingers.

So there you have it. There is a possibility she'll come back.

September Already
Heavens, I can hardly believe how quickly time goes by. Especially since not much is happening. Yesterday Shannon, Kaylynn and I went for a picnic lunch in the park. It was very hot yesterday, reaching 90 degrees Fahrenheit. We sat in the shade, and I made sure I put on sunscreen. Shannon says the pregnancy will go fast, to savor the slow moments.

Dylan and Laurel start school next week. I don't remember anything about kindergarten, but I'll assume it's fun. I have this feeling of wanting to buy school supplies. "Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address"( Joe Fox). I honestly like going into Office Depot and looking around. I see all the things I could buy to organize my house, or even better Jeff's office at the museum. It's scary, if you get the chance to see it.

Scrubs was pretty good on Tuesday. I can't really form an opinion of Heather Graham's performance, but I can probably deal with it, knowing she's only on for another 7 episodes. It's better than last season having Tara Reid. I had a Scrubs dream the other night, and in my dream, I was ready to kick Tara's butt, but she backed off. Don't ask, I just have weird dreams.

I saw a funeral procession on Wednesday. You don't see those very often, and I myself think I've only been in two. When my grandpa died, I think we had one, and the last time was when Rory's dad died. This one on Wednesday had police escorts, to make sure no one broke it up in the intersections.

Gee, not much else is going on. I have the sweetest fella in the world. Surprised me with roses yesterday. :) A treat usually reserved for our anniversary, so I was very surprised. In return, I made cupcakes last night. Well, we both made them. Only a few more months of alone time, so we're trying to get in these little dates. Like going out to Johnny Rockets for dinner.

8 days until Heather is here!

I'm going to close with a quote from Girls Just Want To Have Fun.
Nun: Miss Stone, there is a time and a place for calypso music!

My Sharona
Bitty Schram is leaving Monk. I don't quite know what the show will be without her, it certainly won't be the same. What's worse is it seems that she won't get closure, the article says she just won't be in the new episodes in January. Naturally I'll still watch, unless I can't take the change. Maybe I should write Tony a letter.

A Fun Link
Strindberg & Helium.I recommend In Absinthe & Women. I got this link from Geoff.

Is It November Yet?
I'm so tired of election ads and election talk, and I just want it to be done. I don't need to tell you who I'm supporting, and should it go the other way, you better believe I'll be praying for the President to be making good decisions. I don't have to like him, but I can pray for the decisions he'll make.

I was very impressed to have Canada excel past the medal goal I set for them. I figured we'd get 10, and we got 12. Not a bad year, and medals in events we've never had before.

Not much else is going on. I had a weird dream that T.D. Baker had a anniversary to celebrate how many years it had been opened, and they wanted the first graduating class there. Everyone looked the same, like no time had passed, and I mostly hung out with my friend Candy. I told you it was weird.

Heather booked her trip and she'll be here in 12 days! Whee! October brings a visit from the Armstrongs, and November brings Rod. And then it's practically Christmas. I actually listened to a Christmas song last week. :) I was in the mood for it. I'd say I'm out of control, but I have no Christmas shopping done yet, so I'm okay.

Tomorrow is the Scrubs season premiere. Yeah! I'm leery about the 8 episode guest appearance of Heather Graham, but we'll see how it goes. I don't know if I'll adopt any new shows, I usually end up getting my heart broken. I may tune into Joey, it did get some good early buzz, which I was surprised by.

We're having Brad, Fiona and Robin over for a BBQ on Saturday, but other than that, no plans for Labor Day.

I guess I'll close with quote from Mallrats.

Shannon Hamilton: I have no respect for people with no shopping agenda.

Harsh Realm Comes To DVD
I guess those letters I sent to Fox made a difference. I'm sure other people sent in letters too. This was a great show by Chris Carter and I'm so glad it's being released. Now if we could get them to release Titus or The Lone Gunmen.... :)

A Golden Day For Canada
We won a gold medal in gymnastics, which we've never done before. And the guy is from Calgary! Way to go Canada!

Numfar, Do The Dance Of Joy!


Heather is coming to visit! I'll have someone to keep me company while Geoff goes to Breakenridge in September. I'm very excited. I just had to post that. :)

You Can't Be Serious
I have to start off by saying how dumb I think the summer olympics are. No offense to those athletes competing, but who the heck decided that trampoline is an event? Seriously people, I thought the olympics were suppose to be about skill and strength. I'm happy that Canada was able to get a silver medal in this event, but at the same time, I'm embarrassed. Since I'm on the topic of events that are dumb, I don't think ping pong, soccer, baseball, softball or basketball have a place at the olympics. As much as I love bridge, I hope it doesn't become an event. I just think you can see soccer, baseball, softball and basketball any other time, so what's the point of having it an event at the olympics. I should point out that at this point Canada has also won a silver medal in rowing (which I approve of), and a bronze medal for syncronized diving (which is at least better than trampoline).

Enough of the olympics, new topic. I'm nearly done with my week of living single. I hate this. I'd like to say I accomplished a lot on my own, but I didn't. I watched way too much tv, had long naps with my cat, but at least I did make myself get dressed every day. I made sure to get out and interact with other people. I spent a lot of time online looking at flights for places I want to go. For all the complaining I did this year about traveling too much, I have a lot of traveling planned for next year. We want to take the baby up to Edmonton to meet my grandparents and our friends. And of course we want to take the baby to California to see our friends out there. I think a trip to Ontario to meet Grandma Joyce may have to wait until either later in 2005, or perhaps spring 2006. Sigh. Crazy! But such is life when you live nowhere near your family. :)

I'm annoyed at the fact that we haven't gotten any mail for like the last 3 days in a row. But I guess that means no bills. I am in a Christmas craft kind of mood. I went to Hobby Lobby this week to see what kinds of crafts they have available. I decided to make my own Christmas crackers, so I'm gonna start collecting what I need to make those. I'm keeping my eyes open for fun toys to put in, I already found some corny jokes, and I can get some tissue paper to make the crowns. I just have to check the store to see if they sell the poppers for the crackers. It's not the same if they don't make the noise. :)




Sci Fi Channel is putting out an Earthsea movie, based on the Earthsea trilogy by Ursula K. Le Guin. I read it as a child, and Diane is buying me the series, so it's neat to think that I can see some director's idea of it in December. I am keeping my expectations low, because in general books aren't always adapted well into movies. Particularly fantasy books. It will apparently only cover the first two books, but if it's successful they will consider doing the last book. One of the comments I read online was someone's disappointment that Ged was going to be played by a blond headed actor (from Canada btw, as is the female lead). In the books, the people of Gont are dark skinned. Really, getting the actors to look just as they are written isn't as important to me as getting the essence of the story captured right. Anyways, go out and read the books. I'll be sure to let you know how the movie is when it comes out in December.

I guess I'll sign off now. I'm closing with a quote from Toy Story.

Woody : Look, we're all very impressed with Andy's new toy.
Buzz : Toy?
Woody : T-O-Y, toy.
Buzz : Excuse me, I think the word you're searching for is "space ranger".
Woody : The word I'm searching for, I can't say, because there's preschool toys present.

To Make You Smile

This 'N That



Touching Evil has been cancelled. I'm totally bummed, and mad that I never taped the show, so I can't even have my reruns. I don't really know what USA was thinking, but apparently it feels that airing constant repeats of Law & Order and Walker Texas Ranger are good programming. If they didn't have Monk, I'd toss them like I did the WB. Bruce Willis is allegedly talking to FX about picking up the show, but I'll count on that like me winning the lottery without a ticket. I won't even bother getting excited about a possible DVD, that won't happen. I'm gonna sulk for a few days, then I'll try to move on. It was just getting better with each episode.

I've tried to tune into the olympics, but they don't really show the events of interest to me. I mean I could watch volleyball, or basketball anytime. I really only like the track, the swimming, and the men's gymnastics. Give me sports that require real strength. I mean come on, can you do a routine on the pommel horse?

Geoff is in Irvine, and I'm very bored. I just don't feel much like watching movies, weird I know. I did order some 5x7 photos from our Scotland trip, so I may take a trip up to the scrapbook store tomorrow to get some supplies.

I know there has been some concern for my health while Geoff is away, but I assure you all I am eating 3 meals a day. I am drinking my milk, eating my greens, and taking my vitamins. So please stop worrying about me. :)

So... Denver has bats. Yup, we saw some last week when we went out for ice cream. Now I don't want to walk along the creek after dusk. I get that they are God's creatures, and that they probably don't want to do me harm. But I'd really rather that they stayed up in the air and not swoop. I just don't want to have them come within a set distance of me. Irrational? Maybe, but I don't like bats.

I don't remember if I mentioned it, but I got an email about our 10 year high school reunion. Geoff says he'd rather have shards of glass shoved under his fingernails than go. I am keen on going, pending that people I like will be there. It won't happen unless it happens to coincide with our visit to Edmonton next spring/summer. But there are people I'd like to see. Who? Um, I dunno. Maybe Melinda. Haven't spoken to her since we got engaged. But Jason & James for sure. actually if they combined the 1994 class with the 1995 class that would be awesome. I had such fun catching up with everyone at Doug's wedding.

I guess I'll sign off. I'll close with a quote from Touching Evil in remembrance.

David Creegan: I was clinically insane for a while there, but I'm alright now, near enough. Hey, can I have your goldfish?
Susan Branca: What do you mean "near enough"?
David Creegan: I lost a big chunk of my brain, the doctors say, "Hey, weird." These aren't goldfish, they're whales.

Wednesday, July 28

Having packed the night before, all we have to do is eat breakfast and brush our teeth. We have our last breakfast at the City Inn, and eat out on the terrace by the river. It’s another beautiful day, and it’s hard to believe that we’ll be home that night. We finish our meal, and head upstairs to do one final look over the room. Heading back to the lobby with all our suitcases, we ask the front desk to call us a taxi. The cab has no trunk, the back of the cab is huge and that’s where the luggage goes. It sits in an open space in front of the backseat. Our driver’s name is Marilyn, and when she’s not driving a cab, she’s a teacher in Busby. We mentioned that Grandpa Jim is from Busby, and that’s when she tells us she’s a teacher there. She asks if we made it out there, and we tell her no. She says it’s a lovely town, not at all like Glasgow. She fills the ride to the airport with suggestions of what to do on our next trip. She spent a few years living in Ontario, but she didn’t really like it. We get to the Glasgow airport, which is fairly small, but well laid out, and has plenty to offer. There are no problems, and we make our way to the gate. Along the way to the gate, we pass a play area they have set up for kids. Why doesn’t every airport have that? There are no problems boarding the plane, and it’s a nice flight overseas. They show Starsky & Hutch, which was pretty funny, and I think I am able to have a short nap. Once we arrive in Toronto, we go through customs and I’m a little confused about filling out the declaration form. Since none of our souvenirs are staying in Canada, I’m confused if they will or won’t charge us for them. This all stems from my beef with Fed-Ex & Canada wanting to charge me for the Christmas gifts I sent. Anyways, they are no problems, aside from me feeling completely ill. I feel nauseated and light headed. Once we get to our gate, Geoff checks his watch to see how long it’s taken to get from one plane to the next. Gosh darn if it isn’t 1 hour. There is a restaurant beside our gate, and we decide at 4 we’ll go get some food. We read our books until then. Our plane isn’t due to leave until 5. I have a salad for dinner, and Geoff orders a sandwich. We then return to our seats and wait to be boarded. Before they start to board us they inform us their computers are down, so they will have to check us in by hand. It will slow the process. Also, the pilots are a little delayed, they are coming from a flight from L.A. and have to go through customs. We finally get to board, and the plane is packed. There are other passengers who met the same fate we did on our way to the UK, so we are able to share stories. After sitting on the plane for a while, it’s starting to get very warm and stuffy. We’re all starting to sweat, and get a little thirsty. We finally get an update on the pilots, they are detained in customs, but they’ll get here soon. People are starting to ask if they can work on getting the air turned on. More time passes, the next announcement is the pilots have been permanently detained at customs. They will call for replacement pilots. At this point I ask, what the heck did they buy in L.A. that got them permanently detained in customs? I laugh and say to Geoff, “at least they aren’t asking us to get off the plane”. The crew tells us they will start the beverage service shortly. 10 minutes later, we are asked to get off the plane. Frustrated we de-plane. Some passengers aren’t taking it very well. The desk is empty of anyone, and the phone is ringing frequently. I’m annoyed because we have no information, and no one is willing to stand there and get yelled at. I can be sympathetic to it to some degree. Who wants to stand at the desk saying I don’t know what’s going on, while angry passengers are in their face. But the phone is ringing and no one is there to answer it. I go off to buy a snack with what’s left of my Canadian money. We’re now delayed enough that I think I should call the Mary and ask her to stop in and feed Honey. I realize I don’t have her number, and I’ll need to track it down online. So I call my mom, since she has a computer and she can look it up. Also, talking to her will help pass the time. But she’s not home. I try Colin & Dawn, they also are not home. Glen & Diane are in Victoria, so I have to accept that we’ll just have a hungry cat when we get home. I know we’re going to make it home, it’s not like the last time in Toronto where we’ll be trapped. We will get home. Eventually someone comes to the desk and starts answering the phone. People flock the desk trying to find out what’s going on, and one group of 3 is demanding their luggage be removed from the aircraft, they don’t want to continue with the flight. They are bordering on belligerent, I’m sitting 3 rows away and I can hear them from where I am. They are told their luggage won’t be removed until they figure out what’s going on with the flight. We are told the replacement pilots are on their way. More time passes and I see what looks like two pilots walk towards us. I turn in my chair and sit on my knees with a hopeful look upon my face. The pilot smiles at me and gives a small nod saying, Yes, it’s us. We erupt into cheers and applause. Geoff remarks that they probably don’t get that kind of response often. They are ready to board us again, and they continue to do random searches. Geoff gets picked. I tell him I’m going back to my seat, rather than wait for him. We all file back in, and we all hope this time it’s for good. We’re all very thankful the air conditioning is on. Once we’re all seated, we’re informed there will be a small delay as the luggage is removed form the 3 passengers who chose not to continue their flight. There is grumbling. Geoff sitting by the window, points out they are just now fueling the plane up. I’m wondering why the heck wouldn’t they do that for the last few hours while we were in the boarding area. Geoff points out that I should be glad the pilots are doing their pre-flight checklist. The flight crew alerts all of us that drinks are on Air Canada to compensate for the delay. Well, goody for those who drink, but where’s my compensation? I want free snacks. Geoff takes advantage of free Canadian beer, so it looks like I’ll be driving home. I try to get some sleep so I’ll be able to drive once we get to Denver. By the time we depart from the airport, we’ve been delayed 3 hours. Once we’re in flight, the pilots inform us why we were so delayed. He says I don’t know what you heard but here’s what happened. They are our original pilots, they came from a flight from L.A. and went through customs. At that point they found out the computers were down, so, not having access to the flight plans, they went to hang out in the lounge. They said they assumed the plane wouldn’t be boarded if the pilots weren’t there and they had no access to the flight plans. So they were in the lounge the whole time! I am not able to sleep too much on the plane, and I worry about the drive home. Once we land in Denver, Geoff offers to drive home. He figures he’ll be okay, it’s been hours since he had his beer, and I’m tired, and I hate to drive at night. We head home and I have to keep talking to keep myself and Geoff awake. We talk about the trip, what was our favorite parts. We arrive home to a very hungry cat. She is crying and she devours her food. We brush our teeth, and head to bed. Collapsing into bed, we try to fall asleep. Honey won’t stop crying. Geoff gets up and gives her a little more food, thinking this will solve the problem. No such luck, she’s still crying. I tell her I’m very tired, mommy needs to sleep because I have to get up in 6 hours and go to work. I go into the hallway and pick her up. I bring her back to bed and place her beside me and stroke her until she’s purring. That did it, poor kitty missed her mommy and daddy. She was lonely. We all go to sleep. It takes a few days before I’m all caught up on sleep.

So lessons, learned are…
1. Don’t fly Air Canada
2. Don’t fly through Toronto
3. Pubs don’t necessarily serve food, so don’t count it as a means of a meal
4. You need to have a lot of money if you are going to travel to the UK
5. You need to have a sense of humor for traveling

Heffron Won?
John Heffron won on Last Comic Standing. To say I was surprised was an understatement. I love Heffron, but I really thought that Alonzo was going to take it. Heffron did a bit on Christmas wrapping paper rolls, and the things kids do with them, and it was a riot. Because I did that with Colin. He's a funny guy, I was just surprised. I do think Alonzo will find success, most of the comics will, they got so much air time. I didn't watch it, I tried to flip to it in the last minutes, but it was over. I read about it online. I did watch the finale for Joe Schmo 2, and that was hilarious.

Celebrity Poker Showdown championship game. I picked Dave Navarro to win, and he came in 2nd. But it was a very funny episode. So glad Jeff gordon did not win. A new tournament will kick off in the fall, and Dave Foley will be back as host.

We bought a new phone, a cordless one, as we need to get the phone out of the spare room/nursery. And the device that will allow us to use our cable line as the phone line. So Geoff is giddy to have gadgets/toys to set up before he goes on his trip. We only use the phone to call Canada, we use our cells to call our pals in California. The UPS guy has been here two days in a row bringing us the packages. I like my UPS guy, he's very friendly. (I hate Fed-Ex, don't use them!) He told me he loves delivering to us because I'm always home. We try to plan our packages that way, so that someone is home. I gave him a cookie since I just pulled them out of the oven.

Yay, I baked chocolate chip cookies today, in honor of the passing of Julia Child. They turned out okay. They'll turn out better next time. But I wanted Geoff to have a snack for his trip.

Geoff posted on the baby blog about his feelings about becoming a dad.

I'm gonna close with a quote from Hiding Out.

Andrew Morenski: Do you ever ask yourself "How did I get here?"
Patrick Morenski: Yeah, I used to, but now I just ask myself "How do I get out?"

Cracks Me Up!

Summer's Nearly Over
I can hardly believe that it's August, and that we have only a few weeks left of summer. I don't feel like I did much this summer, but it's been so hot, that I don't really care. My grandparents spend the summer out at the lake, but they are now home. The farm doesn't harvest itself. But it sounds like they had a blast. I encouraged Grandma by telling her we are planning on a visit to Edmonton next summer. Which seems forever away.

Jeff is working on developing a position at the museum for me. It will be very, very few hours, so I may supplement it with another job. I'm so picky about what I want to work, but I think there is something out there for me.

I've been busy reading, and watching tv. Tonight is the finale for Joe Schmo 2, and Last Comic Standing. Who do I think will win LCS? Alonzo. He's consistently funny. Which will I watch since they both air at the same time? Probably a little of both. Or maybe neither. We have 2 DVDs from the library to tackle before Geoff leaves on Saturday. Speaking of...Mona Lisa Smile was alright. When I told Geoff it was like Dead Poet's Society for chicks, he said "and Dead Poet's Society wasn't for chicks?" :) Fair enough.

The coolest thing I got out of the library, that I've been waiting for months to come in Like Omigod! A 7 disc 80's mix. (big grin) Geoff rolled his eyes. It has some really classic stuff on it.

Ben Affleck was on Bill O'Reilly the other night. And I just love Ben. Even being a supporter of Kerry, he had intelligent things to say, and never resorted to mudslinging, as other celebrities are prone to do. So happy he dumped Jennifer Lopez. He deserved someone who takes marriage seriously.

I guess that's all I have to say. I will post the last day of our trip in the next day or so. It's a funny story, so please be patient.

I'll close with a quote from Dead Poet's Society.
John Keating: Phone call from God... Now if it had been collect, it would have been daring!

Tuesday, July 27

Our last day in Glasgow. :( We have decided against a trip up to Loch Lomond, The bus/train ride would take up the whole day, and there are a few last things I wanted to see in Glasgow. Had we not lost Friday, we would have had time.

We decided to break out of our box and have breakfast someplace that offers a little more Scottish. We had picked out a place on our way back to the hotel the day before, and arrive there at 9:10am. Only to find it doesn’t open until 10! Hungry we continue down Sauchiehall Street and find a cute family bakery (Bradford’s) that boasts a restaurant upstairs. By the yummy sugar donuts in the window, I’m sold and we go in. Bradford’s is small and quaint. The menu offers a lot but I settle on a cup of tea and a fresh sugar donut. Geoff orders the simple breakfast, which is porridge, croissant, juice and tea. We have the whole place to ourselves, and our server has the cutest accent. She’s an older lady, but give anyone a Scottish accent, they become cute. Leaving the store, we drool over all the pastries. There are some beautiful wedding cakes, but the thing that sticks out is the pancakes in the front window. How fresh are those pancakes? Does seeing pancakes in the front window make you think, “Mmm, I could sure go for some flapjacks”?

We hoof it up to the St. Mungo Museum of Religious Art, which is the farthest we’ve walked. It’s quite a distance from where we’ve been spending most of our days. I really wanted to see it, as it sounded intriguing. It’s in a part of town called Cathedral Square. This is where I tell you I can’t show you how beautiful it is, because I forgot the camera at the hotel. When I realized I had left it behind, I decided not to turn around. I was feeling cranky, I wanted breakfast. My apologies. The first thing we see is the museum, with the Glasgow Cathedral in the background. Across from St. Mungo’s is Glasgow’s oldest house. We admired it briefly, before we enter the museum. It’s housed in a very old stone building. The first floor contains art, representing a variety of religious beliefs. The highlight is clearly the Salvador Dali painting called Christ of St. John of the Cross. You can’t help feeling drawn it. It was vandalized a few years ago, and it has been repaired, but you can see where it’s been damaged. Almost like there is someone protecting the painting, the portion of the painting which features Jesus Christ has not been touched. It isn’t the only artifact that has been damaged, there is a statue of Vishnu that is now incased in glass. I did read something about on the pieces of art that made me say (A little too loudly) “who the heck believes that?” It claimed it was a common Christian belief, and I realized maybe they are talking about something Catholics hold true. But I certainly do not. Geoff kindly tells me to keep those comments to myself, this is not the place to argue religion. I am resigned to think that people are not coming here to get their facts on Christianity, it’s just to appreciated art. We proceed to the next floor, which features items that are used in different religions. For example, they have canopic jars (Egypt), a menorah (Judaism), as well as photos of customs and celebrations. Most of the windows on both floors are stained glass featuring Christian and Catholic saints. The Third floor offers a fabulous view of Necropolis, a beautiful cemetery. We don’t venture out there, but it’s wonderful to admire from the third floor. The third floor also offers pictures of Glasgwegians celebrating different holidays. Naturally there is a St. Mungo’s Day. I’ll get to who St. Mungo is once we get over to the Glasgow Cathedral, which is our next stop. Before we leave we stop in the gift shop, and Geoff buys a small copy of the Dali painting we were smitten with.

Glasgow Cathedral. This is the oldest building I think I’ve ever been inside. It’s a pre-Reformation cathedral, which I think means it was completed before the 16th century. There will be a concert that night, so there is someone practicing on the pipe organ. It really adds to the atmosphere. I don’t know if you can describe the solemnity of the building, and it’s old beauty. The walls are covered in engravings of soldiers and priests who have passed on. All the windows are stained glass of biblical characters. It gives off a feeling of peace. On the floor below, there is the tomb of St. Mungo. St. Mungo is the patron saint of Glasgow. The Glasgow coat of arms features a tree, a bell, 2 fish and a bird. These represent miracles St. Mungo performed. The town’s motto, Let Glasgow Flourish comes from a sermon he preached in which he said “Let Glasgow flourish by the preaching of the word”. The cathedral has yet another lower floor which houses a lower church, and a Blackadder aisle. You can see pictures at glasgowcathedral.org.uk.

We’ve completed looking around the cathedral so decide to head back towards Merchant City to find a place to eat lunch. We nearly went to the Willow Tea Room, but it was packed and we didn’t want to wait. We settle on a small café. The food isn’t as good, I again have a cheese sandwich, which isn’t as good as the Willow Tea Room. Geoff has an egg salad sandwich that he enjoys, and then finishes off my sandwich. We go souvenir shopping, then decide to take a ride on The Pride O’ The Clyde. It’s a perfect day to take a trip down the Clyde, and I can’t help but sing in my head Song Of The Clyde by Kenneth McKellar. We sit on the top deck and get a history of the Clyde river, and the buildings we pass. We pass by our hotel, and he points it out as being one of the newer hotels in Glasgow. The trip takes 30 minutes, and deposits us in Braehead. There is huge mall there and what looks like a very small version of Klondike Days. It has a version of the rainbow ride, and the thought of carnies with cute Scottish accents is humorous to me. We have an hour to kill before we can catch the next boat back, so w check out the mall. It’s a pretty decent sized mall, over a hundred stores, and even some fast food places we recognize. A few blocks away is an IKEA, which annoys us because Braehead has one, and Colorado does not. Inside the mall, we treat ourselves to Baskin Robbins, then we take a look around Marks & Spencer. Geoff affectionately calls this place Marks & Sparks, and assures me Grandma Bessie used to love this store. It’s a cute department store, and we make our way into the grocery section. I want to get some munchies, ideally for the plane ride home, or for that evening. I settle on a 2 pack bag of cheesy popcorn for £1, and Geoff treats himself to a bottle of Marks & Sparks marmalade. We head back to wait for the boat, and just sit on a bench watching the water float by. Once the boat arrives, we decide to sit downstairs at a table, and I have to talk Geoff out of having tea. He’s out of control! He points out a group of restaurants just across the river and down a ways from the City Inn he wants to try to check out for dinner. After departing the boat, we walk along the bike path beside the Clyde to our hotel. It seems a faster walk than we have been taking. Upon returning to the room, I settle in for a short nap before dinner, and Geoff watches some television. An hour later, I’m awake and we take off to look for food. The walk is a little farther than Geoff anticipated, but it isn’t unbearable. There are 3 restaurants, and we settle on the third. It offers something that we both can agree upon. Brewers Fayre is a little like Chili’s if Chili’s served British food. Geoff enthusiastically orders steak and kidney pie, and I choose the summer platter. It has chicken strips, corn on the cob, chicken wings, salad, and fries (of course I get a side of gravy). This is hands down my favorite meal on the whole trip. Geoff loves his meal, and laments missing his mom’s cooking. Our table looks out over the Clyde, and I say aloud how much I’m going to miss looking at this river. It isn’t much different than the North Saskatchewan, except it’s deeper, and it leads to the ocean. I’m completely stuffed, but Geoff has room for dessert. I watch as he eats this toffee & ice cream concoction, which he swears is fabulous. We finish our meal, sad that we took so long to find such a place. We go back to the hotel and watch some tv. Tomorrow we head back home.

Baby Blog
We started a baby blog for our new addition. I figured for those who want all those details, they can go there. Then my blog can still be about me. The baby blog is at babyarmstrong.blogspot.com There is also a link to it from this page.

Celebrity Poker Showdown. How thrilled was I to catch a rerun of last week's episode and see Bobby Flay go out first! Ha Ha! I really don't like Bobby Flay (or as we call him Knobby Flay). Tonight's episode, I'm rooting for Hank Azaria.

Last Comic Standing. Tonight, we'll find out who advances to the final 3. Tuesday night, I used up my 3 votes on Jay London, Alonzo Bodden, and Gary Gulman. I really like John Heffon, so it was tough to choose between him and Gary, but I enjoyed Gary's set better that night. I just really, really, don't want Tammy to advance.

Joe Schmo 2. Gerald (Jono) got the boot. I was sad to see him go, but the show isn't real, so how can you feel bad? I can't believe I got sucked into watching this show. If you take out all the stuff they put in to appeal to "guys", I'd enjoy it more. As such, I usually flip to another channel until they are done doing their thing.

It's been really hot here, shock! Last night was awesome, it got windy, and cooled off nicely. We had dinner out at the Squealing Pig with Anna, visiting from San Diego. Then ended off with dessert at Cold Stone.

Today all I have planned is to watch Mona Lisa Smile, tidy the house, and maybe take a trip up to the mall.

I'll close with a quote from Runaway Bride.

Maggie Carpenter: Bless me Father for I have sinned. My last confession was...well. Anyway, I have sorta a technical question. I've been having bad thoughts, really bad thoughts.
Priest Brian: Of an impure nature?
Maggie Carpenter: No, No, I want to destroy this man's life, career everything. I want revenge. Now on a sins scale how bad is that? Can I Hail Mary my way out of that?

Monday, July 26

Breakfast at the hotel, we’ve got this all figured out. Geoff has orange juice and a pastry, I have tea and a croissant. Following breakfast we’ll head to city center to catch the bus out to Dumgoyne, to see the Glengoyne Distillery. We go the bus station, and it is very efficiently run. It’s amazing, for such a big bus station that everything runs like clockwork. We end up missing the planned bus, so we wait an hour for the next one. Once it arrives, we’re on our way. A round trip costs us £4.75 each. It’s a lovely bus ride, through the country out to the distillery. On the way out there, we turn a corner, and I see a directional sign letting me know it’s 7 km to Glasgow, and 4 1/2 to Torrance (in the opposite direction). A big smile crosses my face.

The driver kindly lets us off at the front gate to Glengoyne. The first thing you notice is it’s surrounded by farmland and hills. It makes you want to sigh. We walk up to the main house, where the sign says to go for the tour. We pay for the tour (£4.50 each), and are invited upstairs for a complimentary dram before the tour begins. We climb the staircase, and the room is a decent size sitting room, complete with fireplaces. At the top of the stairs is a set of glass doors leading to a balcony that overlooks a small pond and tons of trees. Opposite the balcony is the bar, where a man clad in tartan pants (named Jimmy of course!) offers us our free drink. I politely decline, so he offers my drink to Geoff. He’s thrilled to get two. Now suitably equipped for the tour we sit down on some of the sofas there and watch a short video on the history of whisky making in Scotland and the roots of the Glengoyne distillery. Glengoyne was founded in 1833, which means that the farmer that was making bootleg whisky there for generations finally decided to make a little money out of it and applied for a license. After the video we are escorted outside to the little pond that is the Glengoyne spring. It is pretty stagnant water and we are assured that none of the pond water goes into the whisky. In fact, so much water is required for the process that it is now pumped up from the spring. Also every precaution is made to reuse the water so that none goes to waste. We are off down the little trail now to the distillery. First we go up the stairs to the room where the malted barley is ground up to begin the process. The malting of barley (allowing the barley to germinate to produce sugar in the grain, then halting the process before the sugar is consumed) is explained to us. They no longer malt barley at Glengoyne as it is a very labor intensive process. The germinating barley must be constantly overturned on the malting floor to allow air to get in and moisture to escape. Once the malting is complete, the process is halted by drying the barley with hot air. Glengoyne uses only hot air for this, and no peat smoke as peat is not found in the area. This makes the flavors of the whisky here more delicate than the smoky Islay malts. Once the drying is done, the barley is ground into a fine powder and cooked (called mashing) at three different temperatures with water to remove as much sugar from the barley as possible. The water from this (called wort) is separated from the draff (leftover barley which is sold to dairy farmers for cattle feed), and is left to ferment for two days after yeast is added. The barrels for the fermentation are huge and go down through the floor to the lower level. They look a little like a giant barrel of beer, which is really pretty close to what they are right now. Every once in a while the mixture is stirred to kick down the head of foam that develops. Once the fermentation is complete, the liquid is off to the still for distillation. There are three different stills at Glengoyne, one huge one for the primary distillation, and two smaller ones for the secondary distillation. This allows the most pure spirit to be obtained. The copper that the stills are made out of actually dissolves slightly in each batch of spirit, so every few years new copper is added to the stills to prevent them from eroding away. These new plates are just hammered over top of the old ones. As the shape of the still makes a large difference in the taste of the resulting spirit, great effort is made to preserve these structures. Once the spirit has reached the correct concentration, it is transferred to the spirit safe. Only the best spirit is saved and it is separated from the impure stuff (light wines) in a glass box under lock and key. As soon as the distillation begins, the entire process must be kept completely secure until bottling to avoid unnecessary tariffs. Once the spirit has been separated it is put into used sherry barrels to age. This gives the whisky its characteristic color and flavour. Unfortunately as the whisky ages, some evaporates from the barrels and is lost. This is called the angels share! As the whisky ages the master distiller will sample each barrel to see how it is aging. Most of the resulting whisky is allowed to age for 10 years before it is blended together with whisky from other barrels and water and bottled. Some will be allowed to age for longer before bottling if it is progressing well. Rarely, however, a barrel may be aging particularly well and the distiller will allow it to age until he feels it can give no more. When this happens he will bottle that barrel alone at full strength and provide it as a limited offering. Our tour of the distillery ends up in the gift shop, of course, where Geoff buys a bottle of the 10 year old malt. As we have just missed the bus and have to wait an hour for the next one we decide to walk around the property. We find a small trail up to a beautiful waterfall that feeds the pond. Also we are able to check out the warehouses where the barrels are stored (locked up) and gaze at the surrounding scenery. It is such a picturesque place and we are truly astounded by the beauty of it all. After a short wait for the bus we are off again back to Glasgow where our pub dinner awaits!

We head to the hotel first to drop off the whisky, then back up to Argyll Street where we find the Park Bar. Now “Park Bar” are the only words on the building in English. Everything else is in Gaelic. We walk to the part of the bar that has a row of tables, and look over the menu. We have to order at the bar, so I order a coke, a cheese burger, fries and a side of gravy. Geoff orders a beer, and fish and chips. The beer is local, called Belhaven. He really enjoys it and has two. The food was excellent, but the environment was smoky. I was glad we decided to go early, as I figured there would be fewer smokers there, and it was true. But the time we left, we were surrounded. The décor of the place was a little grittier than Bull & Bush, and Geoff notes that his dad would have loved it. We go back to the hotel and debate ordering dessert, but then decided against it. We stay in and watch cricket, which have figured out now. Exciting game between Lancashire and Warwickshire. Lancashire (who won the game by 2 wickets) has a giraffe for a mascot! We get a good night’s sleep and will decide in the morning what we’ll do with our last day.

Big Big News




:) Due Date: March 13, 2005

What's Going On With Me
Okay, I thought I should write stuff, other than just posting my journal from the trip.

First things first, the Glasgow photos are up! It took a while because I've been busy working, and there are 50 photos. Look away to your heart's content.

As you will read in a few days, the drama with Pearson airport has not ended, we encountered a humorous situation on the way home from Glasgow. I'm just telling you so you'll stay tuned. :)

I think we're finally all caught up on sleep. Today was the first day I was able to sleep past 6am. That was a real treat. We had a picnic after church, and got to sit with Mark, Shannon and Kaylynn and just chat. That was awesome, as I feel like I've barely seen them this summer.

Rich gets back from Peru (allegedly on the 10th), and then my job at the museum will end. Jeff keeps telling me if he had the money, he'd keep me on. But the money would have to come out of his pocket, and he doesn't earn overtime. I'm still holding out hope something else will open up there. Keep that in your prayers.

Geoff is heading out to Irvine in a few weeks (lucky bum), and I'll be living the single life again. You know what that means...au gratin potatoes in a box! :) I would have loved to go with, but no money. His trip is paid for. He'll get to see our friends, and some we didn't get to see last time. I think the next time I make it out there may be next summer, who knows. Right now, I don't even want to THINK about traveling.

My friend Kelly had a baby girl (Emily Christine) this week. Mom & baby are doing just fine. She sent pics, and I'm so glad she had a girl, as she already has a son.

I'm going to close with a quote from Starsky & Hutch, which we saw on the plane. It was pretty funny. Not "buy the movie" funny, but "watch it if it's free" funny.

Starsky: It's 10 o'clock, you're late; I've been here since 8.
Hutch: 8 o'clock? I didn't even know this place opened that early.
Starsky: It's okay though, because crime called in sick, it's going to get a late start too.
Hutch: Crime called in sick, I like that...

Sunday, July 25

We awake at 8am, ready to start our day. We sleep great, mostly because we were tired. Geoff realizes the bed is actually two twins pushed together. You can feel the springs, and the gap between the beds, but usually I’m so tired, I don’t care. We have quick showers, then head downstairs for breakfast. Breakfast is very expensive, and we find that we can order the express breakfast for £3, which is coffee/tea/juice and a pastry/croissant. We eat in the lobby, consult our maps and depart for George Square. George Square is another part of city center, named for King George. It houses several statues, such as Queen Victoria, Prince Albert, Robbie Burns, James Watt, but at the center on a huge pillar is Sir Walter Scott. The spot was reserved for King George, but he went mad before his statue was finished, so they scrapped the idea. We find the tourist information centre, which has some cool souvenirs. From there we go to the Museum of Modern Art. Outside the museum there is a statue of Wellington, who apparently always has a traffic cone on his head. I have a picture to prove it. The interior of the museum is beautiful. The ceilings are pretty ornate, and it’s a fairly small museum. Most of their collection is stored at Kelvingrove Museum, which is closed for renovations until 2006. Some of the paintings I see I really like, simple compositions. Some are very dark, and disturbing, but then art can be like that. There are two floors of really out there “art”. Videos of strange things. For an example, a child holding his breath while he travels in a car through a tunnel. Whether that is art is up to the beholder I suppose. Geoff says it is a gallery Grandma Bessie would not like. Reminds him of an incident at a gallery with a pile of felt on the floor, that was supposed to be art, but Grandma Bessie took as trash.

A block away, we head to the Willow Tea Room, which is famous for having been designed by Glasgow architect Charles Rennie Mackintosh. There are actually two locations; this one is on Buchanan Street. Located on the second floor, it has a wonderful design. Tea and nibbles are served in the White room, and we find a seat by an open window overlooking Buchanan. I order a cheese sandwich, and Geoff orders haggis, neeps and tatties (neeps are turnips, tatties are potatoes). Only Geoff has tea, as I had some with breakfast and am not ready for more. From below our open window, we hear some beautiful classical guitar. My sandwich is good, but I am still not feeling well enough to eat it all. Geoff devours his lunch with glee, sighing that he doesn’t get to enjoy mashed turnips anymore. He thinks the last time was before we were married, while he was still living at home. He is convinced it’s the best haggis he’s ever had, and it doesn’t look anything like I pictured. After savoring the atmosphere, and buying a souvenir for ourselves, we leave the Willow Tea Room. Once back outside, we find the guitar player, and give him a pound. We make our way back to the hotel so Geoff can attend the afternoon sessions at the conference, and I have a short nap before taking off on my own for the Botanical Garden. Geoff presents his poster and chats up with Ole Hindsgaul and Monica Palcic from the U of A. They have all you can drink tea, so Geoff takes advantage of that. I start my journey towards the Botanical Garden, not quite knowing how I’ll get there, but pointing myself in the right direction. Along the way I pass Kelvingrove Museum and take a picture. I also cross over the Kelvin River. It takes 40 minutes to get there, and I find it’s not quite what I expected. It’s a little like the Legislative grounds in Edmonton, but not really. It’s a huge open grass area with a lot of trees, and people everywhere lounging in the sun. Families, seniors, and everyone in between is just hanging out in the sun. I make my way into the greenhouse to look about. It’s not too exciting to me, so I head out and find a path that leads down the Kelvin River.
There are some paths you can take to walk along the river, and trees shade it all. I stand on a bridge and just watch the water, stare at deep green trees. I then turn to watch some lady throw away what totals a whole loaf of bread off the bridge. I saw only one duck in the water, and I think the pigeons on the bridge are annoyed. I walk back up to the garden, and have a quick rest. As I leave the garden, I purchase a bottle of water for the walk back because I’m feeling dehydrated. I cross through the Kelvingrove Park and even through my iPod I can hear loud music playing. I follow the sounds to a fair in the middle of the park. I find this very odd since I saw no signs indicating there would be a fair, the park was so quiet the day before when Geoff and I walked through. I pass some more pubs on the walk home and keep them in mind as they clearly are serving food. Encouraged, I think we may have found someplace to eat for dinner. Geoff gets back to the City Inn 40 minutes after me, and we resolve to try to get to these pubs soon. The first pub, stopped serving food at 6pm, it’s 6:45pm. The bartender does say they will be serving food until 8pm tomorrow night. The second pub is all out of food. We can hardly believe our luck. Sunday evenings, most restaurants are closed. I don’t know when these people eat, and I wonder what the rest of our trip will be like. We reluctantly eat at McDonald’s for dinner, solely because everywhere else is closed. But we have a lead for Monday night, that first pub, The Park Bar. We head back home to the hotel after dinner and watch some British game shows. They aren’t as fast paced as ours, and you have to be pretty intelligent to be on them. We try to get a good night’s sleep because Monday we plan to visit a distillery.

Saturday, July 24
From the plane, Scotland looks how you’d picture it: Green. It’s now 9:50am Glasgow time, so like 4:50am Toronto time. No problems getting off the plane and going through customs. We exchange our money for pounds sterling at the airport, and are very dismayed at the exchange rate. For my $300, I get £149 and change. We hop in a taxi and proceed to the City Inn. It’s a little weird watching traffic move on the other side of the road, and to have the driver be on the right side of the car. He is friendly enough and shares some info with us. The room is small, but just as I pictured it. The bed is wide, and short, and we have a view of the Clyde. The Clyde runs through Glasgow, just a little off of the center of it. We get settled in our room and we head over to the Scottish Exhibition and Convention Center, where Geoff’s conference is. It’s right beside our hotel, a five-minute walk. I grab a muffin to eat for a late breakfast, and we travel back to the hotel to retrieve Geoff’s poster to put up. We return to the hotel for a short nap. The bed is very soft, and the blanket is thick and heavy. I’m out like a light. We only nap for an hour, as we’ve lost a day on our trip. It has started to rain; it starts as a scotch mist, and progressively gets harder. It eventually slows and stops. We walk up through Kelvingrove Park, which is a huge park. There is a fountain sort of in the center. It’s hard to tell where the center of the park would be. The fountain is dry. We continue to walk up to city center, Merchant City as they call it. There are tons of shops, and old buildings to admire. One of the things I’ve noticed as we walk is there is a plethora of Indian restaurants. Makes me think of Lister (Red Dwarf) who loves vin de loo and lager. We see a big group of percussionists playing in front of Buchanan Galleries, a decent size mall. We look around a bit inside, to get out of the rain, which has picked up again. The mall is way to American for me, not the feel I wanted. We leave the mall and decide to head back to the hotel, and possibly look for some place to eat. We see a cute shop, James Pringle Weavers, which sells Scottish wears and gifts. As we are about to leave the rain has gotten even worse, coming down in sheets. We hang in the store for a bit, and then decide we’re done waiting. The rain lasts maybe another 15 minutes. We don’t find anyplace we want to eat, and have a small snack on McDonald’s fries. We hope to find a pub to have dinner at, some we saw a short walk from our hotel. All the pubs we visit don’t sell food, so we’re really disappointed. Some sell food, but not for dinner. It’s a little weird to see that. Naturally, they are very smoke-filled, as it seems everyone here smokes. We settle on a very tiny Italian restaurant, it seats maybe 10. I ordered spaghetti, and Geoff has penne. I’m not feeling well, so I eat very little, and Geoff is hungry so he finishes my food. We head back to hotel, and get some sleep.

Thursday, July 22

We go to Mary’s to drop off my key. She & her 3 daughters are looking forward to taking care of Honey. We get a quick tour of her house, and holy cow she has a pool in her house! After departing Mary’s we go home to have lunch then head to the airport. The drive to the airport brought a quick storm. Though the TV had told us to expect flash floods, I didn’t believe it. We saw hail along the side of the road, but we missed the hailstorm. Once we get parked at the airport, a loud siren goes off. No one knew what it was, but I heard the driver’s radio say it was a lightning warning. We arrive at the airport around 1:15pm. Our flight is scheduled for 3:50pm. At 3:30pm, they let us know our plane is in Pueblo, CO, most of the flights are stuck in Colorado Springs or Pueblo and we will be delayed. They tell us at 4:00pm, that the plane will leave Pueblo at 6:00pm, that the airport at Pueblo is not equipped to deal with so many planes. At this point we know we’re going to miss our connecting flight in Toronto. We only had 1 hour 15 minutes to make that connection, so Geoff talks to the people at the desk to see what can be done. They assure him someone will be waiting at the gate to assist us once we land in Toronto. Geoff then goes off to contact American Express, to see if we can set up a phone card through them. He is successful, and attempts to reach the City Inn in Glasgow to hold our reservation. At 5:10pm, the airline informs us that our plane has left Pueblo, and is on its way to Denver. We board the plane shortly after 6pm, and we are finally airborne. We finally get to Toronto at 11:15pm. Before we exit, we’ve learned that we have been booked on a new flight, since we missed ours. Geoff tells me it’s the same flight we would have been on. Meaning, we’re stuck in Toronto for the next 23 hours! Tired, and angry we de-board the plane, and are told to wait in a line for an agent to come and explain to us the situation. A few short minutes and the agent shows up to tell us what we already know. We’re stuck, sorry, talk to an Air Canada agent at the desk to get your new flight info. Oh yes, and because the flight delay is due to weather, they won’t do anything for us. Oh, they will recommend some hotels we can stay at that discount us poor plebes. We make our way through customs with no problems, and find the desk. We try to be reasonable, but we’re very tired, and they tell us something that just upsets us; that the flight out of Toronto was delayed and didn’t depart until 11:40pm (the exact time Geoff’s watch was showing when we learned this). We rail at them, had we known, we could have run for it, we have no checked luggage, and they could have held the plane for us. The agent is adamant, there is no way we’d have made it as it takes at least 30 minutes to get to the gate. Plus we would have to deal with customs and luggage. But there was no line at customs, and we had no checked luggage. We’re very upset, and I’m crying because I’m tired, and frustrated at being stuck in Toronto. I’m not keen on spending $80 Canadian on a hotel room. Geoff being sensible says a good night’s sleep in a hotel is better for us than sleeping in the airport. It’ll leave us better prepared for the day. We head off to the 4 Points Sheraton in Mississauga, and I sleep great until 8am. We head downstairs for breakfast, have a hot shower and watch some TV until checkout at noon. There was another couple from our flight that crashed at our hotel. They were destined to go to Ireland for a wedding, and were going to miss it. How much does that suck? We go back to the airport for a full day of sitting. My day is brightened by the fact that I can eat Harvey’s and Geoff’s keen on having some Tim Horton’s. Okay here’s the part where the story where it hits it’s lowest point. Here are the 3 things that make Lester B. Pearson the suckiest airport ever!
1. No Tim Horton’s.
2. No Harvey’s.
3. NO TIM HORTON’S OR HARVEY’S
I couldn’t find any Hickory Sticks either. We started to question whether we were even IN Canada. There is something so wrong if you are in a Canadian airport and you can’t enjoy Timmy’s, Harvey’s or snack on Hickory Sticks.

You’d think it’s hard to kill 10 hours at an airport, but somehow we did it. I credit 20 Questions, Eye Spy, and yummy chocolate. What also helped were seats without armrests, so we could stretch out and sleep. At last, we get to board the plane for Glasgow, and it’s packed. Since I slept great at the hotel and Geoff didn’t sleep as well, I let him have the window seat. It’s easier to sleep in that seat; you can lean against the window. I dozed a little but I felt awful, and totally exhausted by the time we land.

Toronto sucks!
We got home alright (eventually), the trip was an adventure to say the least. From Thursday night on, one of the only things that got me to laugh about all the crap we'd been through was The Toronto Song by 3 Dead Trolls In A Baggie. In all fairness, there are aspects of the town that don't suck, but essentially the Lester B. Pearson Airport sucks big time. It'll make sense once I can post my journal from the trip. That'll be tonight. Now, jet-lagged, I have to go work a full day.

I guess I'll close with some lyrics from The Toronto Song.

I hate the skydome and the CN tower too
I hate Nathan Phillips Square and the Ontario Zoo
The rents too high, the airs unclean
The beaches are dirty, and the people are mean
And the women are big, and the men are dumb
And the children are loopy cause they live in a slum
The water is polluted and the mayors a dork
They dress real bad and they think they're New York
In Toronto, Ontario

Bloggy
I don't know how much time I'll get to blog this week, with working all week and preparing for the trip. So I thought I'd tackle some now. Let's talk about people I don't really like.

John Kerry. He's kicking off some campaign at his birthplace, which happens to be RIGHT BESIDE GEOFF'S WORK! What disappoints Geoff and I is it'll be while we're in Scotland. I would have LOVED to go and show my support for Bush. Carry a sign or something. This would have been my only chance. I doubt seriously he'd return so close to me before the election.

Michael Moore. Some guy named Michael Wilson is putting out a documentary called Michael Moore Hates America. I don't think I'd watch this movie, despite how I feel about Mr. Moore. And frankly I have serious doubts it would be a project done well. I'm all for a movie that would be the antithesis to Michael Moore's movies, but I'd want it to be a well thought out project, and not the propaganda that Moore puts out.

So I'd have to say the previews we saw yesterday ranked high in crap. Each trailer was worse than the one before. First up was an Icon Production (which I will support because Icon is Mel Gibson's company, and I had a friend who worked for Icon) called Paparazzi. I'm guessing you'll be able to piece together what it's about. A little cheesy, but this was the most promising. Second was Resident Evil: Apocalypse. This looked so wretched, but then maybe I just don't get it. I'm not a big fan of video games becoming movies, and this plot was so laughable. But again there was the worst to come. Lastly, Alien Vs. Predator. The two villains do battle with innocent humans caught in between. I was just so thankful for I, Robot to start. Ah, Hollywood. What would we do without you?

Everyone I know is busy traveling. Colin, Dawn and Dylan took a trip to Banff a weeks ago. The Armstrongs have plans for Victoria, Lisa, Chad & the girls are heading to Vancouver next week, and my mom is going to visit her best friend Heather next week. Crazy! I guess there's something about July. I'm looking forward to taking a break from travel after Glasgow. I was hoping to do Edmonton next spring, but we'll see what time & money affords. Geoff has a conference in Providence, Rhode Island in April, and I'd like to go there.

That's all for now. I'll close with a quote from one of my favorite shows Titus. (Hey Fox- Put Titus On DVD!)

Christopher Titus: The only way to tell my Dad something is to write it on a note, and tie it to a brick, and throw it through a window. Of course, now Dad's armed with a brick.

I, Robot...I Love It!

Can you believe it? We went out and saw a movie. I, Robot was awesome! Everything you want in a Will Smith movie. I love Will Smith, for many reasons, he is an amazing actor. He's committed to his family, he's an all-around nice guy, he puts out great music, and he's a damn fine looking man. But I Robot is a good movie, I whole-hearted recommend it. Maybe I'll read some Isaac Asimov, which they say the movie was "suggested by". I guess that's kind of like "inspired by".

I'll close with a quote from the movie.

Detective Del Spooner: Somehow "I told you so" just doesn't quite say it.

Some Kind Of Day
Man, I am having some kind of day. I woke up early, which isn't much of a problem, as I felt totally rested. But it has made the day feel like forever. I walked to the library to pick up Kids In The Hall Season One (guess what we'll be doing this weekend). On the walk back, I was looking at all the houses for sale, there are quite a few. It made me think of when Geoff and I will get to buy our first house, and will it be a new house or an older house. Then I thought of how my dad never got to move into the house he & Debbie bought. I got a little teary, as I knew the house meant a lot to my dad. I got home and I got an email from Dawn. It was filled with a lot of info, advice, and love. I miss Dawn, Colin & Dylan. I miss not being to see them often. Same with my mom. My mom is working on finding an affordable flight here, and you'd think it wouldn't be so hard. Denver is a very accessible city. Flying is so expensive, but it's the fastest way to get anywhere. I dream of the day when flying won't cost so much. Will never happen, I know.

So... the Mormons came to the door. I was on the phone with my mom, so I tried to hurry them away. When we lived in Irvine, the Mormons came to our door. I was home alone, and I had nothing else going on, so I let them have it. I told them what I thought of the Book Of Mormon, how they are a contradictory group of people, and that I was very happy being a Christ-follower. Today they got the condensed version. I go to a church, I'm a Christian, I read the Bible, I have issues with Mormonism that I don't have time to get into with you because I'm on the phone long distance. "Can we come back at a better time?" "No." If you are going to preach something, be consistent. Why would I want to be a mormon? Ooh, please, when I die, can I give birth to spirit babies? Uh, thanks. I'll take eternal life with Jesus thank you very much.

Chris sent me an article from CBC about Michael Moore that totally brightened my day.

Celebrity Poker Showdown. Last week, Dave Navarro won. I had predicted it to be Richard Kind, who was the runner-up. It was a very exciting game. Last night, Jeff Gordon won. (pause for puzzlement) Yeah, I was surprised too. He wouldn't have been my pick. Next week's match, I'll have to pick either Jason Bateman (Hogan Family! Come on!) or David Cross. I won't be able to see it, or tape it, so I'll have to catch it in a rerun.

It's raining here, and I'm thrilled. It's been hot hot hot all week, so this is a great change of pace. Did I mention we're scheduled for rain all week in Glasgow while we're there? :) I had a great jacket for rain, but it got lost with our luggage 4 years ago. I loved that jacket. Mountain Equipment Coop. It was purple. I may have a picture of it somewhere. Geoff did buy me a jacket to replace it a few years back, but it's fleece, which isn't so good for rain. But I love it. It's blue.

I submitted updated info on Geoff to the UofA Alumni magazine New Trail. Diane emailed me last week to tell me it was in the latest edition. We got our copy the other day. Hey, it's a wife's right to brag about her husband's accomplishments.

We went to the Bull & Bush twice this week. Sunday was just the two of us, and last night it was out with a student visiting from Michigan. He was a lot of fun to hang out with. He shares a love of MST3K, Civilization, and the visual of scientists breaking out into a fight. Geoff talked him into going to the ENC. Next year it's in Providence, RI, and I'm hopefully going to go. We'll see how money is. I'm anxious to go in 2 years when it's back to Monterey, CA.

I'll close with a quote from MST3K.
Tom Servo: [upon seeing the credit "Brian Hamill - Still Photographer"] I'm glad Brian Hamill's still a photographer. I was afraid he'd be laid off.

Daily Funny
this just cracked me up. That Bucky is more insightful than we know.

Afternoon Report
I couldn't call it the morning report as it's 4:30pm.

Someone at the museum thought I was from NYC. How funny is that?! I took it as a compliment, having never met anyone from NYC. Someday I'd like to go and see what the fuss is about. The topic of San Francisco came up a few times this week, and made me want to go back. I really dig that town, even with it's hippies.

I bought some running shoes so I have something comfortable to walk around Glasgow in. I found someone who is willing to take Honey in for a week. She's someone I work with and a big cat lover. This is a huge weight off my shoulders.

I've been laughing my butt off this week at I Love The 90's. It's all about Hal Sparks. He makes the best comments. His rendition of Nothing Compares To You had Geoff laughing so hard. I'm taping the series for Colin & Dawn, as I know they'll get a kick out of it. For me, it's like a funnier way to relive my junior high & high school days.

So, the airline is showing The Station Agent (Oscar Nominated Movie) and Tomorrow Never Dies on the flight out to Glasgow. On the way back, we have Starsky & Hutch, Lethal Weapon, and Calendar Girls. But with the flight out there being overnight, I don't know that we'll watch anything. We'll likely sleep. Geoff laughed at me when I mentioned we could eat at Harvey's in Toronto on the way home. Come on! It's Harvey's!

I'll close with a quote from That Thing You Do!

Mr. White: This "Oneders" thing, with the o-n-e, it doesn't work. It's confusing. From now on, you're just The Wonders.
Lenny: As in, I wonder what happened to the O-Needers?

Unbearable
It is unbearably hot here. I realize this does not help my cause of getting my mom to visit here, and I hope it cools down soon. Mind you, the pictures Lisa sent me of Edmonton this weekend, doesn't make me want to visit there. Craziness! I am thankful of the cool weather we'll get in Glasgow. I'm not even there yet, and I'm starting to fret a little about the souvenirs I'll have to get. This trip is huge for us, and I would like to bring gifts back for family. I guess they probably don't care what we bring back, so long as we think of them. Right? I just would never presume to say I know what other people would like. I find sometimes I'm surprised by what I like. Okay, less fretting, this trip is about having fun. :)

Sunday night, I had a bad night. 1. It was too hot to sleep. I had to get up and watch some tv to bore me to sleep. That helped a little. 2. My mind was racing about something that was bothering me. I tried to listen to some soothing music (this was before the tv), but it didn't really help. The worst part about something bothering you, is the inability to do anything about it. It's nothing I can fix, just something I have to deal with. Given time (I pray) I'll be able to deal with it. Sorry, it's not something I can write about.

Work is good. I met with Maria in Human Resources to talk about positions opening up at the museum, and she gave me some leads. I hope to meet with one of the supervisors on Wednesday.

I should get going with my day. We're supposed to get up to 95 today, so I want to get to the library before it gets too hot. I'll close with a quote from 10 Things I Hate About You.

Walter Stratford: I'm down, I've got the 411, and you are not going out and getting jiggy with some boy, I don't care how dope his ride is. My mama didn't raise no foo'!

Pocket Aces
A few months ago we bought some poker chips to play Texas Hold-Em, and it was short one chip. I wrote an email to Bicycle and today in the mail came a package of 100 poker chips! :) Cool! Now maybe I can sway Geoff into a game of No Limit Texas Hold-Em.

Don't you love having little surprises like that?

I'm Natalie

Which Sports Night Character Are You?
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Spamalot
How much would this play rock? :)

Nothing To Say
I wish I had something to write about, but I don't. Nothing is going on, just the countdown until our trip. The weather has been hot, and I'm so thankful for A/C. Our place in California didn't have that, but then we also didn't have windows facing the the sun.

Ryan and Kana got married. They had a civil service, so she could stay in the country once her visa runs out. They plan on having a Buddhist wedding next summer at their temple with Kana's family coming from Japan. Kana didn't think it was right to get married before Ryan's brother, as he got engaged first. His wedding is in the fall I think.

Since I decided not to work on Wednesday afternoon, I went in this morning. What did I do with my free afternoons? Besides go to the bank today, I've been plowing through my Sports Night DVD, again. What can I say? I love that show. I was so thrilled when Geoff bought it for me. The characters are endearing, the writing is outstanding, and it's funny. I figure once a year, I should go through the whole series. So I'm due. :)

Tonight is a new tournament of Celebrity Poker Showdown. I knew Maura Tierney was going to win the last one, and Dave Foley was thrilled (he picked her to win). For tonight's game, I'm betting on Richard Kind. Just a gut feeling. I missed this week's episode of Joe Schmo, but I caught the last 5 minutes or so. Gerald (Jonathan Torrens) was really playing his role (he's the Gotta-Be-Gay Guy). They resolved things with Ingrid, and I'm not surprised by what they decided. It'll be rerun on Sunday night, I may try to tune in. All I caught of Last Comic Standing was Ant getting the boot. That shocked me. I've seen him so much on tv lately, I was starting think maybe he won. Monday night is I Love The 90's. I'm thinking of taping it for Colin, I think he'd get a kick out of it. Monk was a repeat last week, but tomorrow is a new episode. Yay!

I guess I'll close with a quote from Sports Night.

Jeremy Goodwin: Is getting "The Call" you know, good?
Dana Whitaker: Better than a poke in the eye?
Jeremy Goodwin: Really?
Dana Whitaker: Yes.
Jeremy Goodwin: How much better?

Time To Breathe
I have a few free minutes, so I thought I'd blog. Busy day at work, but it was also a great day. I enjoyed working with everyone I met today, which is rare. I may consider Tuesdays for the future.

Called the doctor's office, and hours later, they called me back. Here are the results of my glucose test. Before I drank the orange drink, I was at 99. 2 hours later, I was at 78. So obviously no problems with my glucose tolerance, and no signs of Diabetes. (Since Grandma had it, I always wondered if I was at risk.) So tomorrow I start my drug to treat my PCOS. I also spoke to a very informative nurse, who shared plenty of information, and we went over it twice. I appreciate being able to understand what the steps are. :)

Nothing else is going on. I want to get on organizing the stuff I want to do in Glasgow, as well as work on a packing list. There is a Shakespeare Festival in the Botanical Gardens I hope to get tickets to if we can. Luckily enough, "that Scottish play" is one of two playing while we're there. I think it's very apropos given the affectionate nickname Diane has.

I better go, I have to find something to take for lunch tomorrow. I'm closing with a quote from Goldeneye.

Valentin Dmitrovitch Zukovsky: He wants to ask ME for a favor! My knee aches every single day! Twice as bad when it is cold. Do you have any idea how long the winter lasts in this country? Tell him, Dmitri.
Dmitri: Well, it depends...
Valentin Dmitrovitch Zukovsky: SILENCE!

Midwest Theaters Ban 'Fahrenheit 9/11'
A story I read in the Denver Post. Makes me glad to see not everyone is embracing Moore's propaganda.

Happy Independence Day!

Happy Wanderers

We finally made use of the hiking book I gave Geoff for Christmas. We picked a trail, we packed a lunch, and we drove up into the mountains. We hiked Buffalo Cabin Trail, in Wildernest. Here's a map to give you an idea of where it is. Wildernest/Silverthorne.

It was kinda fun, I think it'll be more fun next time. Now that we know what it will be like. But it was nice to get out of the house, get some fresh air and exercise.

Friday night, Glendale put on their Fourth Of July fireworks show, and it was awesome! What made it awesome? Well it was a a good show, but best of all, we had a fabulous view from our balcony. We always seem to luck out with balconies & fireworks. Denver will likely do their show on Sunday. We went out to Peet's on Friday night, but I didn't like the tea I chose (Black Current). Geoff traded me, what a sweetie. :) I have Monday off, and I think Geoff may take Monday off. I don't know what we'll do, but I'm open to vegging with movies all day.

I guess I'll sign off. Im closing with a quote from Dirty Work. That movie is funny. Doug & I saw it in the theatre.

Mitch: You know there are two types of people in this world: Those who get stomped on and those who do the stomping.
Kathy: Where did you hear that?
Mitch: Oh, that famous guy said it. What was his name?... Jesus!

Do It Again
Lucky me, the lab screwed up my glucose test, so I get to do it again. Joy! So I'm going through the fast and yucky orange drink again tomorrow.

That's all I have to say.

Happy Canada Day!