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Welcome to My House of Nonsense!Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.comBlogger242125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-7082238289113861352016-09-01T21:58:00.001-06:002016-09-01T21:58:02.103-06:00I bought a table clothI feel like I missed the Adulting and went straight to old ladying...<br />
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It's an earthy natural cream colour with an off-white lace. I bought lace.<br />
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I wanted the table cloth so the kitchen table might look <i>Nicer.</i><br />
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Now I have a table cloth with lace trim. Just the trim. <br />
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I was talking with me Ma about my Grandmother on my fathers side of the family this evening.<br />
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She was a lovely, wonderful soul. I adored her, as I adore my Grandmother Pauline on my mother's side.<br />
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Grandmothers are amazing women, who have always, in my mind at least, been so full of interesting stories, amazing aromas, the softest hands, the best food and the warmest laps.<br />
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I miss my Grandma Jackie.<br />
I miss my Grandma Pauline... :(<br />
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I wish we didn't get old. <br />
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<span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #616161; font-family: "roboto" , "arial" , "noto sans japanese" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold</span><br />
<span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #616161; font-family: "roboto" , "arial" , "noto sans japanese" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me - Lukas Graham</span><br />
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<br />Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-1619916287256950962016-09-01T11:57:00.000-06:002016-09-01T11:57:27.999-06:00Here We AgainI haven't written anything in a while. I probably have a million reasons or excuses for not having time to blog. I didn't have a functional computer. Blogging from my phone is awful. I have a few more dependents. My skin isnt really any better. I barely have time to shower....<br />
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Yadda Yadda Yadda!<br />
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The baby is napping, I have laundry to fold and I would like to have a shower before I go see the doctor. So right now isn't even the best time. But I need a coffee and a sit down.<br />
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Jack and I will be picking up Phoenix today and taking her to get her hair did, her nails did and have some sushi with Aunty Chelly Belly. I'll be back this evening to post the summer vacation photos!<br />
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<br />Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-82243675880601376422016-02-13T13:55:00.001-07:002016-02-13T13:55:27.265-07:00Jolly Jumping JackIts beautiful here today. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CulX7A1zsdPWa3gU_OFYFbBP7-KNcMg-iNRMIxwuNgRlSQ3s0CroM0cIQohnW-j1yT-TBwbDrSwjPiyrURrZjNr1EuVKz-RSb7bGSsRo0xYzO5Duscpk_1tGJyq-B8LFtQZKmh8HJ-En/s640/blogger-image--87250632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CulX7A1zsdPWa3gU_OFYFbBP7-KNcMg-iNRMIxwuNgRlSQ3s0CroM0cIQohnW-j1yT-TBwbDrSwjPiyrURrZjNr1EuVKz-RSb7bGSsRo0xYzO5Duscpk_1tGJyq-B8LFtQZKmh8HJ-En/s640/blogger-image--87250632.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-omFI9aw5pLXS6cL1CC2B4W1yx5mKWJE-K-EplpMFEMkoLAktfX4eHM0nXqW6K9pCjRfdgngJ43N7MMOuuOIYOGlmaTBuloETlLK6eN4LSUJX_u-wZEKmjHlj21RAc2tPkrOFJHn_L7K/s640/blogger-image--1932642629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-omFI9aw5pLXS6cL1CC2B4W1yx5mKWJE-K-EplpMFEMkoLAktfX4eHM0nXqW6K9pCjRfdgngJ43N7MMOuuOIYOGlmaTBuloETlLK6eN4LSUJX_u-wZEKmjHlj21RAc2tPkrOFJHn_L7K/s640/blogger-image--1932642629.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9abA2zF9k2cpNUzbJYDOv1RDMoDkZmZFRLn4Nso7tvq1tbOtQT1KdbCzb8GrDIpnCOai5Ul5xulnWuuKXbpAshbvBV_Je0zQx2vdCySsWDdc1S-tKd5aLN_TZ74sWaH7NvkzhCZew_SX9/s640/blogger-image-862187605.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9abA2zF9k2cpNUzbJYDOv1RDMoDkZmZFRLn4Nso7tvq1tbOtQT1KdbCzb8GrDIpnCOai5Ul5xulnWuuKXbpAshbvBV_Je0zQx2vdCySsWDdc1S-tKd5aLN_TZ74sWaH7NvkzhCZew_SX9/s640/blogger-image-862187605.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAlGSN-8NbchlX97yHjgs0TMAM8Sp3FFOa7NcTigFwSqPq11u-gmf0k3xvgQ9vWNL3P9LoC1dTTwPw0p1noPTjbTrbdpcxLcue4eYoLwzsesxUGVJOF034cicHLwqmQqKULjKPLbEXhwr/s640/blogger-image-509624008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAlGSN-8NbchlX97yHjgs0TMAM8Sp3FFOa7NcTigFwSqPq11u-gmf0k3xvgQ9vWNL3P9LoC1dTTwPw0p1noPTjbTrbdpcxLcue4eYoLwzsesxUGVJOF034cicHLwqmQqKULjKPLbEXhwr/s640/blogger-image-509624008.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-66672028466594580682016-02-13T13:53:00.001-07:002016-02-13T13:53:28.907-07:00Clubs for feetsAs if changing diapers with my skin condition wasn't bad enough. <div><br></div><div>Try changing the butt of a kid wielding these bad boys like clubs on his feet. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH7hfJnmkVhmxyPkbPy9pia-yNa_vP0ZsEoMTMfovO1qrBwVBX1H-voy30Sz5ezSkoE04nfdu0RXpxgxA1_xU6LGT3NItKI0IHTONwUl_WEbLc8CUun-pp5PLfVBei4HWHvNIfO80BOoZ4/s640/blogger-image--921954098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH7hfJnmkVhmxyPkbPy9pia-yNa_vP0ZsEoMTMfovO1qrBwVBX1H-voy30Sz5ezSkoE04nfdu0RXpxgxA1_xU6LGT3NItKI0IHTONwUl_WEbLc8CUun-pp5PLfVBei4HWHvNIfO80BOoZ4/s640/blogger-image--921954098.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I have to deke in and out while he throws his legs around, trying to not get smashed on the wrists or knuckles. He's scraped up his change table and pretty well ripped one end of the change pad all up with his foottastic thrashing. </div><div> </div><div>But he's just so gosh darn cute! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc5NHyrTaKyaeAb0tW2wPdfFePo9uipyfssI_ru5NpJBNh2Rl1e3Yn487p1_egcVj6l_wOOaNKVeVWvWBK_IC-GdyZ2e4j5mQKUS2UkfWDLQeOc5VfAGgTfh_4yrTgR_dNDGhbfL0GWUzn/s640/blogger-image--823742934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc5NHyrTaKyaeAb0tW2wPdfFePo9uipyfssI_ru5NpJBNh2Rl1e3Yn487p1_egcVj6l_wOOaNKVeVWvWBK_IC-GdyZ2e4j5mQKUS2UkfWDLQeOc5VfAGgTfh_4yrTgR_dNDGhbfL0GWUzn/s640/blogger-image--823742934.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div>Check out my old school mattress from my aunt. I love this bed tho. </div>Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-80117687574483868512016-01-26T20:42:00.001-07:002016-01-26T20:42:06.688-07:00Idle hands.Ack.<div><br></div><div>I can't remember the last time I wrote something here. </div><div><br></div><div>Me ma says I should start blogging again. I'm bored and she's usually right. Like 89% of the time. </div><div><br></div><div>So here I go. Making an effort to revive this blog. </div><div><br></div><div>I can do this! I'm nursing bubba Jack while we watch The FBI Files from 1998. What better time to blog randomly? I'm multitasking! </div><div><br></div><div>Wanna see a picture? <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExwFt5FEJ4ZNmCu67QboSyWHmqy745MSK7-I7MRRCOB8dNCaazR3rZ4TME2z2Rxdcii8VH8hBjJAIRlE4VSH-kWTi7p1PNNNQ_MrPejcNoKgrg8O1WRoW58_ZeBsLAbKqC5rHopjTmjNq/s640/blogger-image-1502041639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExwFt5FEJ4ZNmCu67QboSyWHmqy745MSK7-I7MRRCOB8dNCaazR3rZ4TME2z2Rxdcii8VH8hBjJAIRlE4VSH-kWTi7p1PNNNQ_MrPejcNoKgrg8O1WRoW58_ZeBsLAbKqC5rHopjTmjNq/s640/blogger-image-1502041639.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>This ^^ is bean eating my honey garlic chicken wings. I can't seem to convince him that the sauce goes in your mouth not in your ear. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjczt4lWrB9rr_HjbGaG1u4OmqH_rTzCJQ73iC0Ab7rD7QGVax1edsVzEcClRMQ8K5nvY7UO5SpvSqEB2NKfgoE9agEYqVR3WS_paRT-gagfTaQHv0nKQPDJitv5B523J0O0_63SkYsvksL/s640/blogger-image--1249051688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjczt4lWrB9rr_HjbGaG1u4OmqH_rTzCJQ73iC0Ab7rD7QGVax1edsVzEcClRMQ8K5nvY7UO5SpvSqEB2NKfgoE9agEYqVR3WS_paRT-gagfTaQHv0nKQPDJitv5B523J0O0_63SkYsvksL/s640/blogger-image--1249051688.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Here's Jack. Thing 3! He's 5 months. Born August 13! Happy Jack. Captain Jack. Jumping Jack. </div><div>We loves him. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHsF0kT-_IaX7m6k4OQxBvU4Ui8dX_5usWblgiTwWJP7m6fRWKwDbdv3cOGH52YhmOnGXAqB0i7IKjLM21YBFpbMJ5Mg_ishsamHGwwvUJ8XHyBjBE7vcnMbxaWqkJXo6n8jGpu3EynBv0/s640/blogger-image-1705503676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHsF0kT-_IaX7m6k4OQxBvU4Ui8dX_5usWblgiTwWJP7m6fRWKwDbdv3cOGH52YhmOnGXAqB0i7IKjLM21YBFpbMJ5Mg_ishsamHGwwvUJ8XHyBjBE7vcnMbxaWqkJXo6n8jGpu3EynBv0/s640/blogger-image-1705503676.jpg"></a></div>Jack right now. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Well. I'll be back. </div><div><br></div><div>Welcome back to you.... Constant reader. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-59378539252303125362013-01-24T17:25:00.000-07:002013-01-24T17:25:01.479-07:00Women are like waves<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Women are like waves. I come and go in waves. Up and down, ebb and flow. Full of energy then back to low. only to fill back up again. <br />
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<br />Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-82888148852884101882012-12-14T11:33:00.002-07:002012-12-14T11:48:22.358-07:00More New Content To ComeI have had a week or more of busy chaos, bronchitis, kids, and work, packing and cleaning that I have had to deal with so there is a lack of posts for which I will apologize for now.<br />
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We are moving tomorrow. Uhaul is Booked. 5 people have lined up to help us move. I couldn't be happier or more appreciative. I don't know what I would do without the folks who are coming over to help.<br />
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Thank you all. . . :)<br />
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We are starting around 9 -10 depending on when people show up and when we can get the truck.<br />
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I have packed nearly everything.<br />
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All that remains are<br />
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- a few loads of laundry to finish, because who the hell packs dirty laundry...<br />
- the kids bunk beds need to be disassembled<br />
- Toilet needs to be remounted<br />
- My bed needs to be disassembled<br />
- Table disassembled<br />
- Bathroom Stuff packed<br />
- 7 Bag of empties to the depot<br />
- Kitchen cleaned and remaining crap packed<br />
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The kids helped me pack up all their toys and babies. <br />
Tweak will go in a cat carrier.<br />
Hiccup with go into my picnic basket :P<br />
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Oh Here is Hiccup. I don't think I have mentioned that I acquired a Giant Flemish Rabbit named Hiccup !<br />
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<br />Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-8097331936615004492012-11-27T15:56:00.000-07:002012-11-28T15:18:40.093-07:00Day 9 - Are We There Yet?I'm having a hard time this week, getting through the last sort of stretch before moving.<br />
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I have a million things to do, specifically, packing, cleaning, liquidating household items, and just general preparations for the move.<br />
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I am squirrelling away cash and empty cans.<br />
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I have a small nest egg started and I cashed in any shares that I could sell, which will come in handy while I look for work.<br />
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I'm not worried about finances as I am rather employable and have never had issues finding work.<br />
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Right now I just DO NOT feel like packing or cleaning, but I really should get on it. I have the kids the week before I move, right up until the day before I move, so there is a lot of stuff I really CAN'T do until they are out of the way. Specifically, taking their bunk bed apart, packing their clothes, toys and books.<br />
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I have spent a lot of time talking to Phoenix about the move. Explaining to her that we will be moving. She said she wants to bring her bed and her pillows, and her babies and her boots. I told her I would make sure she has EVERYTHING and that momma wouldn't leave anything behind. She looks forward to living with Leif and Lucy and I can tell she feels good about having Jordenne there as well.<br />
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Personally, I just want it all to be over. I want the job, the move, the packing, unpacking, the house arranging, and anything else JUST DONE. I want to be in my new home trimming my tree with the kids while we make a yummy dinner and listen to music. But I suppose I have to make all those things happen...<br />
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So I spend half my day harassing Jordenne to get her butt in gear. I spend my nights quasi organizing, selling things on Kijiji, giving away furniture and other odds and ends that I know we wont use.<br />
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I've collected hundreds of empty cans that I am going to have to find time to bag and return. I have shelves and cupboards full of things to sort, liquidate, pack or throw away. I have three beds to take apart, dressers to go through, empty, bag up and liquidate. I have dishes to pack, bathrooms to clean, cats and rabbits to organize....<br />
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And picking away at things really isn't my FORTE. I much prefer to just Go hard, but I don't want to cause too much stress to the kids and want them to be impacted as little as possible. I did things much the same when I moved into this place I am in now. I made sure Dave had the kids, and did the whole move while they were with him. They showed up to the new place and everything was already there, set up and ready to go. They weren't living in a house full of boxes and chaos. This is my hope for this move as well. I would like to have everything moved and unpacked in the week that they are with Dave, right before Christmas, so that I can just pick them up on the 21st and head up to the new house, already ready for them. :)<br />
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I KNOW I am capable of pulling it off. I can pretty much do anything I set my mind to, I just... tend to stress about things... obsessively. LOL<br />
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So tonight my GOAL, after the kids are in bed is, to go through my china hutch, cupboards and closets and pack a bunch of boxes of things we don't use often. Margarita glasses, martini glasses, yarn, yadda yadda yadda. Things that the kids wont notice, but still need to go into boxes.<br />
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Wish me luck. It's all doable.. I just don't want to be the one to do it... :)<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">It's totally terrifying to some people that I would leave my job that provides me with security and stability and a pension. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">I'm sure my Grandmother is completely perplexed by it all. Me Ma says she didn't tell Gramma P about my plans, but she seems to know what's going on so I'm going to assume that she follows my blog and has had a chance to read since I started updating. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">Hi Gramma! </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">I once told someone that I thought they were courageous for changing their life in a dramatic and drastic way. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">Her response was to ask me if I would think that someone who ran out of a burning building was courageous.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">I told her no, not really, that running out of a burning building is something you do to save your life, and that it wasn't so much courage as survival. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">And I'm starting to feel that. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">I don't feel courageous leaving all of this behind. I don't feel brave. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">I feel like I have a duty to at least TRY to succeed at my dreams.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">If I don't at least try, then what is the point of dreaming. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13.333333969116211px; line-height: 19.185184478759766px;">So it is with great conviction that I will go against the grain.<br /><br />City and Colour - Against the Grain </span><br />
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<br />Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-17128218041692657022012-11-23T09:58:00.000-07:002012-11-23T10:28:18.501-07:00Day 5 - I shouldn't Rant at my MotherI shouldn't rant at my Mother.<br />
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I love her with every speck of my soul<br />
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But I had to make things very clear....<br />
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So when she asked me WHY I had to be concise and clear.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;">I guess for me I can see both sides. Like the song. - I've
looked at life from both sides now. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;">i can see why you want to get out of the city and the
struggles you have with the daily city grind. There are possibly things that
could be done make it not hard. And I see the kids will need to live in one
place for school. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;">I also see how you have always been so independent. You did
what you wanted and took advantage of the opportunities that were there. You
have always been so proud of how independent and hard working you were. The
reason you have always been so independent is because you were hard working and
you had control of your own finances and your own destiny. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;">So as you get older - ask me as I know that happens - I see
that without your own finances - you will become more dependent on those around
you. You will give up the ability to choose. And that may at times be
difficult. You may not get to do something you might want to do - like come to
Vancouver. Or take the kids on a trip. Or as the kids get older they will spend
more time with friends. And then as you get older you may wish not to work so
hard - or are unable to work so Hard then you become even more dependent
on others to provide you with the basic needs of food and heat and stuff. I see
a loss of independence for you. That is what troubles me a bit. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;">I see that because I am here - not able to work. But I do
see what you mean about the farm. I just see both sides. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;">I love you </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;">Mum</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;"><br />
Sent from my iPad</span></span></div>
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Here is my email reply to her this morning<br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Well maybe I should just stay here on my fat ass at TELUS, and work
for money and live in this shitty city and be dependent on THIS system. The
system of grocery stores, and capitalism, an economy that I cannot control and
a system that is bound to collapse. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I could spend hours explaining it all to you, but you would just
think I’m a conspiracy theorist nut case. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Or I could link you to a bunch of documentaries that you could
watch while you are laid up in bed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Or I could just tell you that there is no way for the systems that
are in place now, to continue to maintain and support us into infinity. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">WATER… <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">ECONOMY<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">OIL <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">WATER is first and foremost the most important commodity on earth
and we are running out of fresh water faster than we know what to do about it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">But the average person like yourself, doesn’t REALIZE that and
frankly, because of cognitive dissonance, the average Joe won’t even ACCEPT or
understand the scale at which WATER is disappearing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">This isn’t even about TELUS about WORK about doing something
different. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">This is about permanently securing a future for myself and the
kids. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">This is about continuing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">This is about finding a way to ensure that PHEE can have kids and
her kids can have kids. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Because with our current WATER crisis, we are going to have water
wars in the next 10 – 15 years. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">An economic collapse is inevitable. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Water wars are inevitable.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">And everyone else can sit in their cushy fucking houses and be
ignorant and naïve and think that nothing with ever change but I refuse to be
ignorant.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">WHERE WILL YOU BUY FOOD WHEN YOU CANT GO TO SAFEWAY?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Have you ever ever asked yourself that? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Probably not. Because you assume there will always BE grocery
stores. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Are you aware that a grocery store only CARRIES 3 DAYS worth of
food because it cannot hold more than that and it’s not cost effective or SAFE
to keep more than a 3 day store of food? <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUbKin-zrj4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUbKin-zrj4</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">So what happens, when, let’s say oil prices sky rocket and the cost
of transporting food goes up and your fancy Safeway in Caulfield hasn’t got any
raw fruit and veg?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Where will you get fruit and veg?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Where will everyone in WEST van and lions bay get fruit and veg? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">WHAT HAPPENS When the cost of oil is so high that ENGLAND who
IMPORTS 87% of their FOOD Can No LONGER afford to pay to have their food
shipped in on trucks? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">WHAT happens to YOU when your taps no longer give you free running
fresh clean water? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Do you know how many fucking people on this earth LIVE without
TAPS? Without clean running fresh water? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">So what will YOU DO? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">You know what you will do when the shit hits the fan, because it
completely and undeniable GOING TO HAPPEN, You will come to beautiful Bergen
Alberta, where I will have cisterns full of water, set up to catch water from
the rain, the roof, the snow. Water purification systems set up to clean that
water. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I just cannot live blindly, and oblivious to the fact that in 50
years… this world is NOT going to be what we know now. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I NEED TO SECURE A FUTURE FOR HUNTER AND PHEE. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">MY CHILDREN WILL SURVIVE AND HAVE CHILDREN<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">And I will survive. And YOU WILL COME TO ME AND SURVIVE<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">And you can think that all of this is just conspiracy. But the
FUCKING REALITY is that my children are going to be ALIVE in 50 years. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">HOW MUCH OIL DO WE HAVE LEFT?! AND HOW MUCH WILL THAT OIL
COST in 25 years… 50 years? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">The idea behind all of this is very very very simple. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">SECURE YOUR OWN SYSTEM FOR SURVIVAL<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Because I CANNOT In good conscious rely on the systems in place. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">There is just too much pointing to inevitable collapse. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I’m sorry if all this sounds harsh, but this is it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I don’t want to have to riot and fight in the streets of Calgary
for FOOD and WATER and GASOLINE. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I don’t want to be living in a cold basement suite without any way
to heat that basement suite WITHOUT GASOLINE or electricity. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I can’t heat water, clean water, purify water in that basement
suite without gasoline or electricity. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">In Alberta, my electricity IS GAS.. Natural GAS that they are
FRACKING out of the ground WITH WATER!!! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">RUINING the water tables and the streams to SUCK the water out of
the rivers and FORCE it back down INTO the earth to make the ground unstable
and toxic, for natural GAS.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">CAPITALISM has FUCKED us COMPLETELY.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Capitalism forced us into a state of complete disaster and
gluttony.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Capitalism forced agriculture to a state of MAX capacity, where
NOW!!! RIGHT NOW, ONE of the LARGEST threats to the environment in the fucking
USA, is the WASTE produced by PIG FARMS… POISONING the water supply. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">There are people all over the world right now, who understand the
bigger picture, and they are leaving their lives within this system, walking
away from everything and starting over, the right way. The way we used to do
things. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">There are people all over the world who are trying to fight
MONSANTO and fight for SEED FREEDOMS. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">And the people will not WIN against Monsanto. This company and this
corporation is too big to fail. So instead of fighting against the systems and
protesting… I’m going to GROWTEST..<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">IM GONNA BUG OUT OF THIS INSANITY AND GROW. AND THRIVE and NOT BE
DEPENDENT ON THE TIT OF THE GOVERNEMENT AND ALL THE SYSTEMS IN PLACE. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">And I will be thankful when a majority of the populations of these
massive cities, is wiped out with riots and famine. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">VANDANA SHIVA <a href="http://www.facebook.com/savetheseed?fref=ts">http://www.facebook.com/savetheseed?fref=ts</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I just cannot be a part of this system of EGO, GREED, SELFISHNESS,
IGNORANCE, OBLIVIOUSNESS, And WASTE, VIOLENCE, and Destruction. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">I do not HAVE to live within society and I do not agree with
capitalism and I will not participate in it any longer. Its freaking INSANE to
assume we have NEVER ENDING OIL SUPPLIES and NEVER ENDING WATER supplies and
that the GROCERY stores will ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLWAYS be there to feed us, and we
can go buy BRIE or EGGNOG when ever our little fucking heart’s desire and we
can SHOWER ever day twice a day just because we have the luxury to do so. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">HOW LUXURIOUS we will live when the government realizes that CANADA
is running out of fresh water and has to regulate WHEN and HOW often and HOW
long we shower for.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Are you aware that it is illegal to shower for more than 5 minutes
in Australia?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">ILLEGAL.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">And right now… Scott and Jon and Andrea and Jordenne and I will all
be looked at like extremist NUTCASES…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">But I PROMISE and GARANTEE YOU That in 20 years, we will be 20
years AHEAD of the game. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Because this is coming down the pipe, and I will not wait until it
is too late. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/prophets-of-doom/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/prophets-of-doom/</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/blue-gold-world-water-wars/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/blue-gold-world-water-wars/</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"> <a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/dont-talk-about-the-weather/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/dont-talk-about-the-weather/</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"> <a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/the-world-without-water/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/the-world-without-water/</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/flow-for-love-of-water/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/flow-for-love-of-water/</a>
<b><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/garbage-warrior/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/garbage-warrior/</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/how-to-save-the-world/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/how-to-save-the-world/</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/addicted-plastic/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/addicted-plastic/</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/earthlings/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/earthlings/</a>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/the-world-according-to-monsanto/">http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/the-world-according-to-monsanto/</a>
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">I included all the links in the email for her as well. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">I may be extreme, but the fact remains. This is why I have made this choice. </span></div>
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Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-31675779805858147822012-11-23T09:49:00.001-07:002012-11-23T09:57:34.707-07:00Day 4 - FIRED?Not me.<br />
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Jordenne.<br />
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Fired! FIRED !<br />
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I can't be happier.<br />
<br />
Jordenne is going through some emotional and mental moments.<br />
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She is having some back and forth. She knew she was going to be fired and that is exactly what she wanted, because she was counting on the two weeks severance pay, but she is still a little upset by the whole thing.<br />
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This is only the second time in her life that she has ever been fired from a job.<br />
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You see, Jordenne's EX boss is a moron who has no idea how to run a business, is not properly involved in his businesses and is failing miserably at maintaining his businesses. So, as to not LOSE his business, he needed a scape goat. Jordenne was his fallguy. Head office wanted an explanation for the business and it's lacklustre performance so his explanation was that Jordenne was the problem.<br />
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So head office insisted that Jordenne be fired. What head office will soon learn is that Jordenne was NEVER the problem and that she was in fact keeping things together. Now that she is gone, the business will continue to fail and at a much faster rate and eventually the finger will be pointed to the REAL problem, and that problem is JOE.<br />
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Jordenne KNEW that the politics were in the works and that Joe was looking to fire her. The only mistake she made was in assuming that he would wait until after Christmas to fire her. Instead, he fired her yesterday.<br />
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This has actually made things EASIER for everyone.<br />
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With Jordenne being fired AFTER Christmas, and my leaving my job on the 14th of December it meant that we would have to do two separate moves. I wanted to be up in Sundre and settled before Christmas so the kids could have a nice holiday without moving boxes and chaos.<br />
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Jordenne wasn't able to move until AFTER Christmas.<br />
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Now, she has three and a half weeks to get herself organized before the move and we can move everything in one fell swoop.<br />
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Last night she spent a lot of time staring into space trying to understand it all. At one point she was asking if she manifested and orchestrated all of this. <br />
I told her there was absolutely no way that she had orchestrated this happenstance.<br />
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He boss is a moron, has always been a moron and is completely oblivious as to how to properly run a business. He doesn't actually show up to the office to work, he can't properly maintain the vehicles and the tools that his employees use, he bounces rent checks, pay checks, and basically, is barely keeping his head above water. Over the last few weeks, the lady from head office had started looking into the problems that HIS particular franchise was having and was asking Joe questions and poking around. All of it was out of Jordenne's hands, and as the MANAGER of the business, all the problems COULD be attributed to Jordenne with EASE.<br />
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The fact that Jordenne increased sales for Joe over the last year was ignored. She was given a raise and offered a bonus at the beginning of the year, a bonus that Joe NEVER paid her. Everyone of the employees who works there for Joe was in tears when Jordenne left and even the accountant texted her to tell her that he fought for her right up to the last minute and that he was very upset that Joe had decided to fire Jordenne.<br />
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I can see why all of this is a little upsetting for Jordenne. She is a stellar employee and a very hard worker, with passion and commitment.<br />
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She was fired without cause, given her last checks and two weeks severance and was told she could keep the car that was given to her for personal reasons, which is in her name.<br />
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The first thing her boss told her when he walked in the room was, "I have these checks for you."<br />
When Jordenne told me that, I laughed so hard. Seemed like Joe was VERY aware of what he was doing, So he handed Jordenne her checks, Said here is some money, I am firing you. Cowardly.<br />
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But again, this is actually for the best, because Jordenne is going to use the next three weeks to get her ass organized and packed and we will rent a uhaul and move everything all at once. Christmas in Sundre this year and she wont be alone in Calgary for the Holidays!<br />
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Today Jordenne texted me at 8 am. "This is so weird. Not having a job and having it not be my choice. Just weird." <br />
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What made me chuckle is that she is still UP and out of bed before 8 am....<br />
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I told her if she needs work she can clean my house today in exchange for a hot meal.<br />
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I was hit like a truck by fear. I couldn't understand why the fuck I had decided to give up everything I know in the city, a job I have been with for 6 years (today is my six year anniversary), a decent income and the comfort and independence of my own little basement suite.<br />
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I asked Straggling, "WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING? This is possibly the most fucked up idea I have ever had to date!"<br />
I asked Jordenne, "Please tell me this is a good idea? Remind me WHY this is a good idea?!"<br />
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Jordenne's reply "This isn't a good idea. THIS IS A GREAT IDEA!"<br />
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I realize that everything you purchase from the SUPER stores is DRIPPING in oil. I realize that with an oil shortage, the cost of food production will sky rocket and so too will the cost of food on the shelves. </div>
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Everything we eat that is bought in the stores is oil... Oil for production, oil for pesticides and herbicides, oil for transport, oil for petroleum based packaging, oil for feed and for slaughter. Oil. </div>
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I have found a beautiful peace, a sense of euphoria and bliss, in finally just giving up all that I have known so that I may learn a better way. </div>
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Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-63624133160666330352012-11-20T13:03:00.001-07:002012-11-21T15:14:14.932-07:00Day 2 - Post Resignation and ReservationsToday the letter that I wrote for the office folks, to inform them of my leave, was sent out to the floor.<br />
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I now have 14 emails in my inbox congratulating me on my move.<br />
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Yesterday, My boss got a copy of my official resignation and called me practically in tears, full of excitement, beaming and congratulating me on FINALLY doing what it is I really and truly want to do.<br />
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Something she said to me yesterday was the most poignant thing anyone has said yet.<br />
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"What's the worst that can happen? The worst thing that can happen is you don't give it a try and in 10 years, you look back and regret never trying"<br />
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She's right.<br />
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I'm thrilled and excited.<br />
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I was planning to wait till my mother was feeling better and up and walking again before I broke the news to her, but yesterday I was just too excited and proud that I finalized my decision, so I told her early.<br />
She wasn't beaming, or excited, or happy, or proud that I had made the choice to go after my dreams.<br />
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In fact, the conversation wasn't great. <br />
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But My mother is thinking about the kids and stability and the future from her own perspective.<br />
I understand that she doesn't see things as I do and I understand her concern is that I not screw myself and my future and the future of the kids.<br />
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I can accept that she is not comfortable with my decision. I am comfortable with it and I know that, despite not having a pensionable job, I will still be working hard at securing a stable and secure future for the kids and I.<br />
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I will have one of my best friends, Jordenne, at my side to support me, and love me, and kick me in the ass when I need it. I will have her humour and hard headed, no bullshit attitude to keep my confidence up and remind me that even when things SUCK, life is still worth laughing about. <br />
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I will have My Moon at my side, to keep me calm, rational, and relaxed. To remind me that life isn't always about money and things. To hold up my head when my head won't hold on. To keep me sexy. To keep me kind. To keep me balanced. To keep me humble. To wean me off the system and its toxins. To bare witness to my crazy and understand even the most irrational moments of my mind, and then make sense of it all. To remind me that I'm not at all crazy and I'm not the only one. To keep me warm at night. And most importantly, to keep me human.<br />
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I will have my babies at my side every weekend. Their hearts will keep my own heart full up with love. Their energy will keep me young and on the run. Their smiles will keep me motivated. Their soft lips will keep me warm when I am tired and cold. Their little hands will keep me strong in the face of fear. Their laughter will keep me going when I am dragged down and feel as though I just can't push any harder.<br />
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Despite all of these supports, I still have moments of fear. Not fear about whether or not this is the right choice, but fear of random other things.<br />
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Today, it's the cold, though I have lived through colder! But Today's reservation.... FREAKING FUCKING ALBERTA WEATHER! Shovelling hay in -30!<br />
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I need BOOTS! I need winter carharts! I need Gloves! I need long underwear! I need a proper coat! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh<br />
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Sorta wishing I was a yak this winter! They always look so warm. Maybe I'll learn to spin Yak Yarn :)<br />
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Anyway, Today is another day! My dreams are coming true. I'm proud and have amazing supports all around me and I am excited ! <br />
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Today I gave my notice at work.<br />
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I have agonized over the decision to move to Sundre for weeks now. I have gone back and forth with this for far too long, and I KNOW with every ounce of my being that this move is the right thing to do. It's revolutionary. It's right. It's the start of a new life. It's real. It's amazing. It's scary. It's the start of a revolution. It will end my fucking hypocrisy. Plus, I just wasn't QUITE hippy enough.<br />
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Sadly, Nancy, the boss who I have had for the last year, went on sick leave due to cancer about a month ago. I had wanted to give her my notice as I know she would be ecstatic about my decision, but she wont be working for a while, so I gave my notice to an acting manager and another business manager on the floor who are covering for Nancy.<br />
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I told Elizabeth last week that I was ready to give my notice of resignation in December. Today I asked if she and Richard could have a meeting with me and I laid it all out for them as to when and why I am leaving Telus. Richard reminded me that because I am leaving on a good note with Telus, that I will always be welcome to return. I cried off and on through out the meeting and felt good about how it went.<br />
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After having the manager meeting, I took my two closets team mates aside and explained to them that I had given notice and my last day would be the 14th of December. Matthew was extremely happy for me, Ivar is happy as well, though he is a bit emotionally distraught by the thought of my leaving the team.<br />
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I then took a moment to tell the rest of our network team that I had given notice and why I was leaving. Everyone seems to have a mixture of happy for me, and sad to see me go.<br />
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I don't think this is a real surprise to anyone as everyone here knows how passionately I feel about sustainability, and living a nature life, off-grid and outside of the system.<br />
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Against the Grain.<br />
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Today, I feel liberated. Free... One step closer to my dreams.<br />
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Don't let your dreams be dreams.<br />
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I am less afraid now.<br />
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I will be sad to leave the office as I have made many amazing and awesome friends here. December 14th, I will cry.<br />
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One of my best friends in the whole world, My life wife, I met here at Telus, 6 years ago. It will break my heart to leave her behind. She is my rock, My love, My wife, My soul mate, and my gypsy queen. Every single day that I come to work here at Telus, she is here, and she has always been the best part of my day, and the most amazing thing to come out of this job. Telus served a purpose for me, and that purpose was to help me have the kids, and to meet Chelsea. Now I have my babies, and Chelsea will forever be my Life wife. If I leave Telus, I will not lose either, and so it is time to move on.<br />
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So Today...<br />
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I made the final decision and gave my notice.<br />
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I have decided that I am going to keep a blog diary to document the progress and process and pain that will be this new adventure.<br />
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I invite you to join me.<br />
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Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-919861697044441622012-10-26T13:36:00.002-06:002012-10-26T13:36:07.746-06:00I Think I'm backWell, I sorta lost the blog bug for a while there.<br />
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Life was crazy, kids kept me busy, work kept me employed and financially afloat, but a lot has changed since I last made an effort to maintain my blog.<br />
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Let's make a short list of things that have changed!<br />
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1. Got my dreads back again in Feb<br />
2. Got my drivers Licence in May<br />
3. Became single last year<br />
4. Moved into a kick ass Basement suite with the Kidlets<br />
5. Share custody with the Ex on a week on week off basis giving me more time for Wicked Jess Adventures<br />
6. Went to North Country Fair and had my mind blown<br />
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<br />Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-33255200914104720612011-07-27T12:17:00.002-06:002011-07-27T13:15:37.612-06:00New StartSo I'm not sure where to go with this post. There are a lot of things that I don't know right now.<br /><br />But, I'm gonna start at the start.<br /><br />My life has changed and therefore I have to make some changes TO my life.<br /><br />I think I might go get a hair cut. That's a start. Shake the cobwebs out.<br /><br />Might help me feel a bit better about my self.<br /><br />I'm also having a garage sale this weekend and I am hoping to purge my life of some of the clutter that is dragging me down. And possibly make some money so I can pay for Daycare...<br /><br /><br />/sigh<br /><br /><br />Wish me luck.<br /><br />Those of you who know me... thanks for being there through this change in my life.<br />It will be hard.. But I will only be a better person because of it all.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />changes come (changes come)<br />keep your dignity (keep your dignity)<br />take the high road (take the high road)<br />take it like a man (take it like a man)<br /><br />momma said like the rain<br />(this too shall pass)<br />like a kidney stone<br />(this too shall pass)<br />it's just a broken heart, son<br />this pain will pass away<br /><br /><br /></div>Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-33392050639029130012011-05-05T10:33:00.006-06:002011-05-05T14:40:02.482-06:00OMG! FINALLY! TY AJ!ok so!<br /><br />I was on night shift for a few years as many of you may well know. Since I went back to work after Maternity leave from having Hunter, I was working 4pm until midnight.<br /><br />The night shift WAS working for a while. It was certainly working when I only had one baby to run after and Hunter wasn't as mobile and physically able as he is now. Being pregnant with Phoenix and only having to chase the Bean wasn't too stressful. If hunter napped, I napped. But going back on night shift after my maternity leave with Phoenix was quite a nightmare. I would get home from work at 12:30 am, hopefully be wound down enough to be asleep by 1:30 am and then I would be awake by 5:30 am when Hunter decided it was time to rock and roll, basically leaving me with an average of 4 hours of a sleep a night. And 4 hours was Gratuitous! Some nights I couldn't sleep till 2 am or later, and it was not uncommon for the Bean to get up at 4:30 am! Running on two hours of sleep, working nights and taking care of a high maintenance child and 1 year old makes for an extremely psychotic mother!<br /><br />Three weeks ago I emailed my boss in the hopes that she would understand my situation and help me get back on the day shift. She was less than sympathetic and I was told that she would have to find someone to replace me on the night shift before she could move me to days permanently.<br /><br />Meanwhile, my life was completely spiralling out of control. I was CHRONICALLY angry at everyone. Extremely frustrated and impatient with Hunter and Phee, even if all they were doing was WAKING UP. I would be so mad that I was awake. I was angry at my kids and resentful of everyone else in my house who were all asleep by 9 pm most nights. The extreme exhaustion was making me a piss poor mother with no patience, no sympathy, no understanding for my son and i was just oozing resentment and anger.<br /><br />I went to my doctor and spoke with her about my stress levels, as my eczema was taking liberty with my hands. I had to combat at least one heavy infection in my skin since January and nothing was working to clear it up for good. Everything I did with my hands hurt. I would cry on the phone to my mother because the pain was so bad I could barely function. I was afraid to change diapers or feed the kids because it meant washing my hands. I wore gloves everywhere and constantly had water blisters. The pain was immense and I would wish it on no one. I really dint know how I managed for so long. My doctor had given me antibiotics, creams, lotions, dietary suggestions and nothing was working. (Below are a few pics to give you a rough idea of how my hands looked, the white glove picture showes how much weeping and oozing was going on when my hands were infected)<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603333674605292994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8HER2Zkh3sxMysPkKF02hm7DIYDqKERgl3cWf0hYsa_zzc0hrc7K9rfn5EmmSwRiqhgt_a-zhrcWgsP8yZgfNj8nQCP7q6vgaIBRnkAKnoNW1FOVM_0TMRCLp4Jym4lFtdC6nSa3AwA6M/s400/46585_10150255576110198_832405197_14739063_2898386_n.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603333668425440082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqfN-58uYgSl8-2OAA835FfFdMZIrKPheXKgIK3voFTWVYpRm-rbRGO3QeRbjZWfKKHjnMq8dAf9axoM3o7Pu_Ut0Qww6qpRq7qSqTv59u-E5zb8MAQaYjJ0wrVokR1n42Qsr_EM3lzv3/s400/223337_10150582589945198_832405197_18685516_7849849_n.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603333664792906018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9QHkL3LQ7goqng1mrt5XgnZZW8KA7-V694OPMZhsh5tYPKgp8NPe4fLoQ5D24yW5AdVyUHMgLl-y4ZSIMm7894rNhqn4deGYeo4Ot3Gk9mvT8pJqbpc_rO59yiq1_HefXd3o3DbnbVUQ/s400/225698_10150582591835198_832405197_18685533_6776163_n.jpg" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603333665501069026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBdmu68bXn4nbTTrT3uboU41YRvtHfF_DU1W7Y_dOlN5n-vSmgf2oYaMOsW_6k5p4zL5M5lhTrCTECalUkDRefZ_xYEFEzsnRt_0gVYqRjUBiyQJ3Fmi5W87kWX5mj1-NVaZqcnMj1xg5/s400/230852_10150582593070198_832405197_18685542_1071454_n.jpg" />When I went to see her 3 weeks ago she told me she was giving me 2 weeks sick leave. That I was not to continue working nights as it was only making my life miserable.<br />On top of exhaustion, sleep deprivation, extreme infection and eczema, my children were in danger.<br />I was falling asleep in the mornings on the floor. The only way i could function in the mornings was to get up with the kids, make them breakfast, put them in their high chairs and then I would go lay down on the floor in the living room and sleep while they ate. I would wake up when Hunter was finally yelling loud enough to wake me up. "MAM! DONE! MAAM! MAAM! DONE!" So there I was passed out on my living room floor, not watching my children while they ate breakfast. What if one of them had been choking??? But i just couldn't stay awake. The final straw was falling asleep on the floor one morning and Hunter climbed over the baby gate and into the kitchen. There, he got into the pot drawer, opened a bottle of Bactine, Poured it everywhere, smeared Vaseline all over the pots and was almost about to climb up on the counter when my sister in law came down stairs and found him. I was sleeping, too tired to know what had happened. She didnt wake me to tell me he had gotten into the kitchen. She merely put him back into the playroom and went about getting ready for work. While she was showering he hopped the gate a second time and that was when I woke up and found him back in the kitchen IN THE POT DRAWER AGAIN. I looked around the kitchen at the mess and everything that was out of place wondering.. what the heck has he been up to... That's when my sister in law came down stairs and told me she had found Hunter in the kitchen and I had completely slept through it all. I told Dave about what had happened and his first thought was that things could have been much worse as Hunter could have been under the sink and into the cleaning products or sitting on the stove!<br /><br />I told all this to my doctor that morning. I was in tears before I even got to the Doctors office. In fact, my normal morning routine involved at least one hysterical crying jag and a freak out on the kids for the stupidest thing!<br /><br />I was done. When my doctor told me she was going to give me 2 weeks sick leave I burst into tears of joy!<br /><br />I MIGHT FINALLY GET SOME SLEEP!<br /><br />Those two weeks weren't the most relaxing two weeks of my life but I managed to recoop some sleep and my hands have healed significantly, though not completely.<br /><br />After making a few phone calls to work before the two week sick leave was up, I found out that I had a new boss. She is my angel. I have known her for a few years now, working here and she also knows Hunter very well. She was extremely understanding and emphatic that I be put on day shift right away as it was only going to cause more long term issues for my and my family's future. I started back on day shift Mon - fri 8 am - 4pm this past Tuesday.<br /><br />AJ, I cant thank you enough. Ty for understanding. Ty for seeing me as a human being w needs. TY for doing everything in your power to make my life and my future a happier one.Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-73740348486967244052011-03-08T21:22:00.004-07:002011-03-08T21:49:12.156-07:00Links to Urban Farming and Urban Homesteading<a href="http://www.rootsimple.com/">http://www.rootsimple.com</a><br /><a href="http://freedomgardens.org/">http://freedomgardens.org</a><br /><a href="http://urbanhomestead.org/">http://urbanhomestead.org</a><br /><a href="http://slowlivingessentials.blogspot.com/">http://slowlivingessentials.blogspot.com/</a><br /><a href="http://sustainableurbanhomestead.com/">http://sustainableurbanhomestead.com/</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.self-sufficiency-guide.com/"><br />http://www.self-sufficiency-guide.com/</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.countryfarm-lifestyles.com/index.html">http://www.countryfarm-lifestyles.com/index.html</a>Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-13282638012709738482011-03-08T20:49:00.003-07:002011-03-08T21:12:32.535-07:00URBAN FARMING!Well, I really havent got enough hands for everything I want to do and lord knows, with two kids you need 4 hands and that's 2 less than I already have.<br /><br /><br />I want to blog, and work, and game, and farm, and garden, and go garage saling! Where do I fit it all in?<br /><br /><br />This spring I am going to go ape shit in my yard and do my best to grow us a nice little harvest of food. Last year I made an effort but it was a poorly thought out effort and I grew a copious amount of useless food that didnt even thrive. This year I have to make PLANS. I have to figure out WHAT i want to grow and have a better system for WHERE I want to grow it. I also plan on cutting out some more grass and putting in a few more beds. Prefereably along the deck.<br /><br /><br />In the mean time, I am furiously awaiting the spring. I'm getting itchy green thumbs, my hands have been DIRT and SOILLESS for MONTHS and I'm dying to see the colour green again!<br /><br />So I will try to post more, and I will try try try to take more pics. I would really like that. If anyone can spare a few hands or arms this spring and summer, I sure could use the help in the yard, come on over, I've got a fridge full of beer!Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-87596032479097320492010-11-19T20:23:00.005-07:002010-11-19T21:12:44.243-07:00Choosing Thomas<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToNWquoXqJI?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToNWquoXqJI?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />I just wanted to publicly thank <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Deidrea</span> and T.K. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Laux</span> for this video. I can't tell you enough how much it means to me, to know that you chose Thomas! <br /><br />Knowing full well what the out come of this pregnancy would likely be, this couple chose to put their own feelings aside and give Thomas an opportunity at life, regardless how fleeting it might have been. They gave Thomas the chance to enjoy life and be loved as ALL babies deserve. <br /><br />PLEASE, Think before you decide that your little one isn't worth it. Thomas was worth it!<br /><br />I'm sure that to some people, Thomas would have been less than perfect. But in the eyes of his parents, he was the world. HE WAS PERFECT!<br /><br /><br /><br />Too many people are choosing to terminate babies who are PERFECTLY beautiful children. Out of selfishness? Or fear? I don't know... but it makes me so sad to think that so many children with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">DS</span> are being terminated because they aren't what their PERFECT parents expected. This is awful. Again, please talk to someone, do some research, meet people with disabilities and STOP being PERFECT!Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859878308153165763.post-37384429112407298282010-11-03T21:07:00.003-06:002010-11-03T21:12:33.990-06:00Happy Halloween!<div align="center">Phoenix went as a Phoenix!</div><br /><div align="center">And Hunter was a turtle again! </div><br /><div align="center">He makes the worlds cutest turtle! </div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535526392510252914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNaK4gUreSg-ov47ASQjikZiH8q8WOBb9-0qpejNmSgC0g8ps6vtLNC2Blz0XPfHygmK4HVBf5WRq4DGAVPq6Veb5YdPNkEWRlQQgsAnyahNWmNDtU3kgZp1-rc5uFViNoOP5LVlHH-DSk/s400/CIMG1748.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535526385281193602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6c0vto5OnxBCocoEisQ_VguAXqHYvDWcdskD_vOp7cjxTuGK8EgCAeAwPyUHkxYqtAGhN3BPPC82W0EnKJ3QYR7O4-vl6uqtjZwkjlgvOo5skKtB2PBFnDese8wzlB7AhisTCkCKmKJlE/s400/CIMG1749.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535526383390016866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Rozvr4-u6lDofw7mFpI-u1ojQxXMAzlOV3SsJFHHskhX8buA0Xod4JN38vPnUCKKTi3nhkuCHuE8-tI_94oNfvmtPK0BrR9zOe1lqI8foTRpnkiyIvzMwjFj1qzTFTcZS-p2Bu6gg8hb/s400/CIMG1752.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535526378937844402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYH3NF5wrbeWO_JSBpr24habAyxT3HhCCZiPbbcDQIqCkb8NVDXZB9DxC231lKwgf5ZocQNCWKKd4rT-8XEjPdQDm8ejeSraGduZx0zix1REIImSXCjrgE-EqcMgvgqaUqLg4bnFcR8YGz/s400/CIMG1753.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535526373759358626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCXkoFkVaP7Puplr3CC1w8V2-IA0GYCyReevIniwS0Q4YmAhGhzi_ZCzKSYP266WhmuqB4OSRsFuwY8P6tvwQfUgEM0CnX7JPy0-onG6co7MHVJ8x2fwxrVMyIIZHDH0kExHYGwC1OFaqg/s400/CIMG1749.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535526950886500322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix2s24nVqyiltlNN5YBCu4Ezjzv84PaoSnKlnBGEbfhV2dWsTmTx5cw-tnFrluYQmIaEercQreJDxyrzn3JIPTtUyD-D-OQHoaAn0m-UnajQvUdyBdlvOhihL3oVvon9Hc6m568oSsj8Lm/s400/CIMG1762.JPG" />Ssejorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062078013214898000noreply@blogger.com0