Sabrina J-R

Thank God for heat! So many people can’t afford heat or proper clothes to layer & keep warm during the chilly days and nites. I should not take these things for granted–they’re not a given in this world.

Well, tomorrow’s my first day of work. It’ll be fun. I haven’t worked in about 17 months, which seems kinda odd for me. In the past, if I didn’t have some little part time job, it was because I was in school. Once I graduated, I worked at the now defunct NexInnovations for just over 5 yrs, then went off on maternity leave. They laid me off during my mat leave (I know! The nerve…but I got the last laugh–they’ve since shut down! Ha ha!) and I’ve been home and jobless ever since. But I do have a bit of time and want to venture out and a great opportunity came up. I couldn’t pass up this chance….

On that note, I’m out. Only a couple more days left for this daily blogging bit. I hesitate to say that I’ll be taking a blogging pause, because I want to keep up and stay regular with my posting. It helps keep my mind fresh…

You never know what they’ll come up with. Just chatting with a couple people this evening. I asked my sister for blog suggestions, because my brain is on “pause” at the moment. Her first idea made me laugh:

Pads vs. tampons. I know, you’re laughing too. I would, except that I haven’t enough knowledge on either side to give a fair commentary. I’ve never used tampons–the idea is kinda freaky to me. I am told, however, that they’re great. Some of my most trusted and valuable sources swear by them and highly recommend them. They claim you’ll never go back to pads. But, Sabrina, you say, you’ve given birth; why would tampons freak you out? Because delivering a baby was traumatic enough for my brain. I had to work through the fact that some doctor and a few nurses would have to look and place their hands where no one needs to go on my body. Pain speaks volumes, as well as the morphine & epidural. But since I really wanted that baby out, without being cut open, I let the medical people do what needed to be done. But to think that I’d wanna use a product that has to be inserted into my body other than by ingestion takes a whole lot of working too. Maybe I’ll be brave enough when I hit 50 yrs old…

Commitment. That was the other topic idea. More specifically, some thoughts on commitment based on the movie Something New. And again, I can’t offer too much knowledgeable input here either–I haven’t seen the movie. I do have my questions on commitment, though, that seem to always surface during the daily tv movie on the W Network. How is it that two uncommited people make the ultimate intimate commitment of consummating their relationship sexually, yet act awkward and straight up foolish (at times) afterwards?? I just want to understand. But you are watching a fictional movie, you argue. Yes, the movie and characters are fictional. However, those similar situations do occur in real life. Men and women meet up, start flirting, hem & haw over becoming a serious couple, yet engage in sexual activity, and then wonder why they never really connect on any other level that they should’ve tried connecting on first prior to the sex. My biggest thing is that in the movies, it never makes sense! The movie would be just as powerful and just as attractive if the characters would stop as a kiss or choose to preserve some level of purity and dignity.

3 days left of the daily blogging. It’s been a slice. Can I please win a prize?? LOL

I just heard that the people that run NaBloPoMo scans all the blogs and enter your name for prizes at the end of the month. Dear people, I’d like to win a prize please. LOL. Hey, a girl can ask. The worst they can tell me is no.

I have an appt with a pediatric dietician for Jamayia next week. I also have to keep a food journal for 3 days between now and then, as specific as possible. In a way, I feel as though I’ll be submitting a double journal. One entry for the food/portions I served, and another entry for the amounts she actually swallowed. **Sigh**. That’s definitely the tough part. Today, she refused pretty much everything I offered her. She did gravitate towards some of my thai noodles, and shoved them in her mouth. But about 3 mins later, she was spitting them out and dropping them on the floor. Any child experts in the house?

For me at least. Let’s just get this out of the way: the Bombers lost the Grey Cup. I think the score was 23-19. Ah well, at least it wasn’t a landslide loss.

So, I didn’t have to start working today. I made myself productive in other ways by shopping! Much fun. Haven’t shopped like this in ages. I got a top and a handful of new & colourful sweaters. I also found some gay apparel to don for the Hubby’s staff Christmas party on Saturday nite. At least I’ll be nice and warm this year and won’t have to worry about carrying a shawl. Hopefully the pants I wanna wear will zip up. Or else I predict my walking about 20 miles this week to help… I also found a comfy pair of flat shoes for casual/work purposes. The price was alright and the width will suffice, though not the best. So YAY for me!!! If only it was this easy to buy a house…LOL. Special thanks to my own “Stacy & Clinton”, minus the sassy rudeness. Let’s see, what to call you two…I know. Staci & Claire? LOL. Carolyn, I know you’re laughing right now…

NaBloPoMo is nearly over. I’m secretly pleased with myself for making it through the entire month with daily posts. I guess it truly isn’t so hard. Sure, there were a couple of dull days, but I refused to leave more than one post with a one-liner. I had fun and will probably try it again next year. Not sure if I’m up to the challenge of the novel writing month though. That would require that my creative juices be gushing, not only flowing.

5 days left….

It’s amazing to realize that I actually need clothes. I need clothes that fit me properly. I need clothes that make me look good, and not like a frumpy mommy. That’s probably the one personal vow that I’ve been pretty good at keeping since pregnancy–no frumpiness here! I went to collect some of my winter turtlenecks from my mom’s house tonite. I realized that some of them are quite old… time for a change. I’ve also got Hubby’s staff Christmas party around the corner. Again, need some hot, semi-formal attired to attend that function.

Yeah…should be fun times. I’ll have to see if anyone wants to come along and play personal stylist.

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…