Category: NaBloPoMo

Wow, I actually can’t think of much to say today. I have a few options to post about, but nothing uber exciting jumps out to mind. Maybe I’ll just do a few one-liners like:

• The best time to shop at Superstore is late a nite…like after 8 pm
• Baby was a bit whiny today, unsure why…maybe her teeth?
• I got new pajama/lounge pants!
• I have the chance to work a fun job, even if it’s just temporary
• I found a new dessert recipe to try
• I left comments on a couple blogs I often read–something I rarely do, but I’m trying to “unshy” (nice word!) myself
• It’s the weekend
• Bombers are playing for the Grey Cup!!!

Well, that’s all for the moment folks. I’ll catch y’all tomorrow.

Tonite, we all piled into our car and took the sisters to see that gorgeous showhome from Sunday. They loved it too! I’m still loving it. If someone would love to just be a philanthropist and help a loving family, I’d say thank you in a heartbeat. **sigh**. Again, I had nothing critical to say about the house–except that I’m not the one living in it. At least they make a slightly smaller, yet similar version of the same house, floorplan and all. A girl can pray & dream, right??

I caught some of the Oprah Show today. I sorta wished I could’ve been in the audience today. It was her Favourite Things show for 2007. She had some neat items there. But, I’ve gotta be honest, some of the items just seems incredibly frivolous. For example, the most expensive gift. It was a side by side (because I’m lacking proper wordage right now) fridge, retailing at $3799 (making it the most expensive fave thing in the history of this annual listing process). The fridge had a built in lcd hd tv screen (than a screen should be at that price, if you ask me) with options for dvd & tv hookup. The other door had a radio and a digital picture frame. It also had a button to show your local 5 day forecast & display 100 recipes. The thing that got to me was that she didn’t even open the actual fridge side! Up to now, I’m still wondering how much room is in the fridge and what kind of holding capacity it has. Will it hold my huge casserole dishes and my big pots? Do the shelves slide out? Are some of the compartments adjustable? Is the lighting bright? Pot lights, perhaps? Really, why would I need a tv screen in my fridge. Does this mean that for movie nites or after dinner or whenever, the family pulls up chairs into the kitchen to watch the fridge…I mean the tv?? That being said, I’m not knocking her favourites list. She’s entitled to like and share whatever she chooses. But the audience was going n-u-t-s for this gift. I just didn’t see the hype over it. It’s totally one of those things that I’d have to receive from someone else as a gift.

I caught some of the “after rose” Batchelor show today. It just reconfirmed one thing for me–there truly is no need to watch that show. I’m glad that I haven’t been following it religiously throughout the season. The concept just seems kind of silly to me. Put up your best impression for 6 weeks, in public (because this is not a private competition–in fact, you’re living with your competitors!), and try to fall in love with a stranger, hoping that he’ll ask you to marry him after 6 short weeks. But in real life, we tend to scoff at that kind of story. If I came and told people close to me that I met some stranger and we were kinda dating and then we were getting kinda physical and even looking as though we were having sex…and all this he’s also doing with another handful of girls right in front your eyes….then told you that I think I’m in love with him, and then he proposed to me— Would you not just tap me upside the head??? I did appreciate tonite, though, how this dude stood his ground. Even though he didn’t elaborate much on his reasons for turning down both girls, he was firm on his choice and isn’t acting all regretful about it. We won’t ever be able to know or understand everything that happens to us this side of heaven, but things do happen that are beyond our control. I still think it’s kinda funny that he chose neither girl.

Alrighty, on that note, there’s lots to think about as I head to bed. I’m off to see that house in my dreams. It’d be neat to see how the Dream Sabrina decorates the place…LOL. But in thinking ahead to decorating a home, I’d have to evaluate which pieces of furniture are actual necessities and which I’d just choose for the sake of choosing to fill up space. Am I’m buying a piece because I need it and have realistic use for it or am I buying it for the name, or because it’d make that room look a certain way?

Oooh..I’m getting my hair done tomorrow–yay! Stay tuned for pics…

I caught the tail end of The Batchelor tonite–he didn’t choose either girl! LOL. That’s kinda cool. Now I’m slightly disappointed that I hadn’t been watching the show. I do hope that he chose neither because he wasn’t seeing either as marriage material. For all we know, he fell in love with a camera girl instead…. Too bad for the girls who gave up so much of their integrity & dignity at a lottery’s chance of getting this guy.

I’m so tired, I can barely put two thoughts together to make a proper post. So, the rest of it will be scattered.

I may have a teeny job lined up. Teeny because it’d be 8 hrs/week, and perhaps just seasonal? But it’d be neat to work there and just get out on my own for a few hours each week. I’ll make my decision tomorrow. The owner would be quite excited to have me, which would be cool. This would also challenge me to break down the shy shell I tend to stay cozy in. Should be fun times.

Did I mention seeing a gorgeous show home yesterday afternoon? That was the first time I’d walked into a house and loved it! Oh wait, the 2nd time actually. The first time was during the more active house hunting phase. Jono was busy working late and so I went out to see a house with my agent. This home was very well done. Cute, small but functional for our needs. We tried to go back the next day for Jono to see it, but as we rang the doorbell, their realtor greeted us by saying that the owners had just literally signed an offer to purchase. It was sold while we were outside! (Yes, that’s how insane the market has been here). Back to the big house–beautiful. It was just over 2300 sq ft, tons of windows, huge foyer & private… The layout was fantastic, 2.5 bathrooms, 4 bedrooms. If someone handed me the keys right now, we’d take it in a flash. They’re building a slightly smaller version of this one in a different area in the city. Same floor plan, minus 1 bedroom and it’d be 1776 sq ft. So uh, if someone has a money tree in their backyard, can I please have a few leaves?

I’m reading an autobiography of E. E. Cleveland. I’d heard of the dude before, and enough people have massive respect for this man. But to read actual details of his life (I’m sorry the book is so tiny–this man had quite the life), I’d love to meet him. He was an evangelist preacher, meaning that he didn’t settle in at a church, but rather preferred to travel around and preach. He also trained ministerial students and has done a lot of work to improve race relations in the church. Such good stories. I’m grateful for the pathways he helped to forge.

On that note, it’s off to sleep. Going to dream about the home I desire…

Happy 16 months, Jamayia! Wow, she’s just growing up so fast! She’s enjoying her new high chair and we’re installing her new car seat tomorrow. With winter approaching, she’s getting a bit too bulky for the infant carrier/seat when she’s decked out in all her gear.

We got a wee bit of snow this afternoon. There was a sickening wind gusting around too. It almost blew me away. I’m sure if I were thinner, I would’ve have a Mary Poppins experience, minus the umbrella. The wind did make a few of the roads and intersections quite slippery too. Hopefully that won’t last for too long. I’ve gotta go out in the morning.

And the next best news of the day: the Winnipeg Blue Bombers are off to the Grey Cup game. They won their eastern conference final today, vs. Toronto in Toronto! Unfortunately, the QB broke his arm during the game, so they’re gonna have to rely on the backup dude. But he’s alright too. Go, Bombers, go! Should be good. What makes it even more interesting is their opponent–the Saskatchewan Roughriders. The two Prairie teams have such a rivalry going on. So, this match up pretty much means war. I hope the Blue hold out.

On that note, time for sleep. Maybe tomorrow I’ll have something quite exciting to share?

**Yawn**

Birthday shout-outs to start. Happy Birthday to the sisters-in-love, Carolyn & Dacia. (Yes, they’re twins!) And go figure, they got no snow for their birthday this year. Apparently, they usually do. In fact, it was a gorgeous, bright & sunny day today.

Baby awoke at 1:15 am to eat…and proceeded to stay awake until 4 am. Thankfully, she rarely pulls this stunt. But that meant that I didn’t get to sleep until 4 am myself, and had to be up by 8:30 am. I think that today was the first time I’ve ever kinda wanted the jolt from coffee…LOL. Only kinda though, because the thought of coffee is still yucky and those jolts are only temporary. I needed a full fix to get me through the entire day. I made the choice to stick with baby all nite, alone, because Hubby needed his sleep. He had to preach this morning, and was planning to wake up early to finish up his sermon prep. Being the loving & supportive wife that I am, of course I allowed him to sleep. Plus, he’s not feeling well. There was no way that I, in good conscience, could allow Jamayia to disturb him to play at that unearthly hour of the morning. I didn’t even bother making him sign an IOU. He steps up to the plate all the time, no need to keep track.

Baby started taking her iron drops tonite. Hopefully she’ll steer clear of all possible gastro side effects. I really don’t want that for her….

Not much time. Hubby’s busy on the pc working on his sermon for tomorrow. More later…

Just squeezing in this post prior to midnite. Hubby was busy working, so the PC was tied up.

In other news, we get our phone hooked up tomorrow. Not thrilled about the 8 am-12 noon window that the cable company gave us. But Baby sees her Dr tomorrow afternoon, so we had to take that one. Hopefully they’ll come around 10ish or later. It’ll be nice to have a land line again. Although using the celly wasn’t all that bad. It’s not like I get a lot of phone calls.

Oh, I forgot one great daydream for my perfect world post yesterday. In a perfect world, I’d have the body that would look fabulous in nearly any style of clothing. The clothes would just fit every curve correctly and hang beautifully on my frame. I’d be such a hit, that retailers would be begging for me to be a live model in their store fronts. I must say that I had an experience similar to this when we were engagement ring hunting. My finger was the perfect size for all the trial rings. LOL. And many of them looked absolutely hot! on my hand. I had a few jewellers actually tell me that I had a great ring tryout finger. And yes, we often went in the evening, after work, so my hands would’ve been their full size by then…LOL.

Tomorrow is also W-day (weigh day). I’ll be keeping you posted for sure. The trick is to gain weight at a rate that is within the charts, according to the Dr. Personally, I say she’s doing alright. She’s not any less playful or developmentally slower because her weight is lower than suggested. She was also just slightly under the curves on the chart, so nothing drastic. Her interest in food is slowly picking up and we’re trying hard core to encourage her to eat. Just as long as she doesn’t need anymore bloodwork tomorrow, I’ll be good.
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I’d be some secretly sensational diva-voiced singer. I’d get discovered singing at church and all the gospel greats would be after me. People like Kirk Franklin, Fred Hammond, Richard Smallwood, Darwin Hobbs, Yolanda Adams, Donnie McClurkin, etc, etc would all be longing to sing with me. And Oprah would be calling me up left, right and center. It totally would have nothing to do with getting monetarily rich. Just the chance to sing all the time.

I’d have such culinary talents that I could whip up anything from whatever’s in the fridge or cupboard, sans recipe book. The gourmet geniusness would just be oozing out of my pores. People would be practically begging for my suggestions and ideas. Again, nothing to do with fame or fortune. Just a chance to make healthy meals for all kinds of people.

I’d have the option of buying whatever I wanted. Notice that I didn’t say that I’d actually buy whatever. Even in my daydreams, I don’t want to get carried away. Rather, I’d just like to have enough cash at my disposal to not have to always hem and haw and bargain hunt for many things. I’d love to be able to call up an architect and say “build me a house”, then call up a popular & creative designer and say “go ahead, it’s your carte blanche”. I’d love to be able to walk into any auto dealership and say “I’ll take that one, please”. I’d love to be able to take a honeymoon with my Honey annually. I’d love to be able to go clothes shopping at my leisure. Most of all, I’d love to be able to help out some young folks who are trying to get a leg up in the world. Sometimes you just need a meal, a room, some books, a hand of some kind. I could do that without condition of repayment. Sounds better than a student loan.

I’d be a freelance writer with all kinds of people clamouring for my words. It’s not even about popularity or winning a Pulitzer Prize. But people would find my words inspiring or amusing (or both!) and just want to read what I have to say. Websites would be coming after to me to blog on their sites. Publications would want me to write articles for them. I wouldn’t have to advertise “blogger for hire”. Words would just flow as soon as I put pen to paper or keys to keybaord.

I’d be a fantastic preacher. I don’t mean pastor or clergy member. I’d just want to literally preach–give a sermon. I’m not too interested in the rest of the job. I’d be so connected with God that He’d give me the ability to write the perfect sermon for the crowd before me. I would speak with a holy boldness, not pussyfooting around today’s issues. Rather, I’d be unashamed to speak out against what’s right and what’s wrong.

Those were just a few of the things that popped into my head as I was putting Jamayia down tonite. Can ya tell that it took a hot minute for her to actually stay down in her crib? She fell asleep on my shoulder without problems. But for me to transfer her from shoulder to bed was a whole other story. Hmm…in a perfect world, I’d have a crib with automatically adjustable legs so that it’d be easy to transfer a sleeping baby from shoulder to bed.

Ahhhh, sometimes daydreaming can be quite fun.