hold your tongue

There are a lot of really mean things that I could say right now cuz I am REALLY drunk, but I won't. Okay, most of the mean stuff is about the ex. But I have to be dignified, right?

Anyways, I was on the bus to and fro a friend's house today when the bus went by a gas station (the Mohawk on Clark/Como Lake) and I realized that when I was 18 my bf at the time and I were on our way to Whistler when he got a text message from someone. He ignored it and went in to pay for the gas. I, meanwhile, checked the text message and it was from his ex.

I have to ask myself. What the fuck is wrong with the guys I attract/am attracted to? Honestly? They need a do-over.

Lo-serrrrs.

My funny valentine

It's already the best Valentine's Day in about 2 years.

Last year was shit. Absolute shit. The year before that, well, interesting.

This year - I already got two packages of chocolate and a secret valentine in the mail today!

I was totally surprised!

No return address, no writing inside. I'll have to work on decyphering the hand-writing. I have a few ideas. I'm just curious about who actually knows the name of my apartment building......

The sleuthing begins....

Oh - here's the picture on the front of the card. Someone knows I like pink.

17 years

It was 17 years ago today that my Papa passed away.

Being the only grandchild that may really remember him is a little sad. Especially since I may be the only one to remember him before he had the stroke that would confine him to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

I was also the only one of my siblings to attend his funeral. I was only 8 years old at the time and my siblings even younger. The day he passed away my family was just moving back to Vancouver after living in the Okanagan for 1.5 years. We missed seeing him by mere hours. It was a Saturday.

I remember arriving at my other grandparents' house and my mom getting a phone call. I just remember her face. I don't think she even said anything. She didn't need to.

We used to play the 6/49 together and I'd get to fill in the spaces, I'd ride with him in his wheelchair when at the mall and that he always had lifesavers, especially in the hospital: butterscotch.

So, Papa, today we think of you, and remember.

2 very happy stories today

I was so happy when I logged onto BBC this morning.

I always knew that there was a really good reason that I wore heels - apparently they can be good for your sex life! Personally, I don't really believe the science stuff but I definitely feel a hell of a lot sexier in heals.

Then, just five minutes ago I read that an Arrested Development movie has been approved! Now, I only started watching the show recently on CBC but I love it, I just wish they had never cancelled it. Maybe they'll make a triumphant comeback because it was/is a brilliant show.

Next topic/current thought on my mind: How some people that seem so critical and important to your life can simply disappear (and you may not even miss them). I know, I know. I'm being mean. But deal with it.