Small town living

One of the perks of living in a small community is that the people in the community know you. And by you, I mean the entire family. There is downfalls to this as well, but I'm not going there right now...

And this is particularly true at what is called our General Store. Your one stop shop if you will. They sell just about everything. At a premium mind you, but still. They know you to see you. They know what you like. What you buy. What you want. This was proven late last summer when I called them up on the eve of one of the few weekends I have at home alone and asked them if they had a particular movie I wanted to see (it was a chick flick...an old chick flick...and they did) and if they would put a bottle of the grape I like in the cooler to chill (again, they did). I'd be by at about 5:30 to pick the both of them up.

I know, I know.... I'm spoiled. But hey, I've sunk enough money into the place that I deserve to be treated like I'm a major shareholder! They know this and as such, they waive the dollar charge for cash back! Oh yes, I rock! I am a VIP!

But that aside, they also know your children.

It is this familiarity that allowed me to walk in there last night and say "Apparently #1 thinks he's coming here tonight to buy booze for all the party goers and that you're going to sell it to him."

And to have them reply "Yeah, he thinks so. But he's wrong."

To which I replied "Good. Because if you sell to him....."

And they interrupt me to say "We know, if we sell to him you'll be by to kick our asses.. and we don't want that... so yeah, not gonna happen."

Not to mention that HE'S 16!! HE'S UNDER AGE!!! HEELLLLOOOOOO?

Yes, there are perks. That being said, tomorrow (well, today really) I'm visiting the beer store. Apparently, I've got me some ass to kick. Well, and some beer to pick up as well....

However, I'm feeling downright awesome (albeit tired) right now. The phone rang at 2:02 am, and it was #1, asking me to come and pick him up from the party.

I know, I know.... When I was 16 my time to be home was midnight. One minute past and it was an automatic grounding. But hey, times have changed. Kids have changed. We live in the country. Time moves slower....doesn't it?

Anyway, turns out his ride home had indulged in some of the beer that had been purchased. The beer that my #1 had bought. It's tough having a kid who's 6' 6" and weighs in at 240 and looks old enough to buy booze. But never mind that, imagine how the seventeen year old felt when he had to ask a kid a year younger than him to buy it for him... okay, I'm off topic here. Not where I was going, nor am I proud. Just so you know. Well, maybe a little proud, but still, it's wrong...

Back to the phone ringing. He wanted to come home and would I come and pick him up? Of course I would sweetheart, I said to him.

And.... if this is just the start to this new adventure, I am sooooo looking forward to it!

Because it means the message made it to the brain.

And he heard it.

And he listened!

And, most importantly, he followed through!!

Ciao

So, well, I missed it

Sometimes life gets in the way of the plans we make.

For example, the other day, I had a plan to sit and do nothing. I had been to the library and loaned out a load of books that, in my opinion, are absolute must reads. (Yes, I've been to the eye doctor and got the 'script. I can do that now....sit and read I mean.)

But, as life sometimes does, and its not just me, it happens to the best of us, my plans were waylaid. Laundry, baking, supper, puppies, fighting teenagers and SG all had a say in how my "plan" was not going to come to fruition.

Frustrating I know. Believe me, I KNOW!!

But that aside, for one entire year, 365 days, I managed to stay at the same address for my incredibly well written, highly entertaining and oh so enlightening blog that I put out here for y'all. I know, modesty.... Yes, My Pocket Lint had its first anniversary. Its 1st birthday if you will. Quite a milestone if I do say. For those of you that aren't aware, previously, there were issues. I had stalkers. They were nasty SOB's. And I got scared. So, I moved. I changed. I deleted and re-invented. Kept it anonymous to the idiots that were wanting to continue to harrass me.

Yesterday, Tuesday, January 27, 2009, was the My Pocket Lint 1st Anniversary. Yes, yes it was.

And well, yesterday, life got in the way and I missed it. But... we're here today to take a look back at some of the good stuff. Well, good stuff in my opinion. Which, after, is really the only opinion that matters.... snicker snicker

There were a number of great posts in the past year. Some of my favourites were this my first post with an actual picture of moi. I love the comment about the lighting! ha ha ha! Oh, and then there was this one. I'm still not at ease, particulary with my Maggie and him! Oh yeah, I really liked this one too. And well, we can't forget when I was banished from the tree fort now can we!

Oh, by far the best that I think I've had to offer has been this, this, and well, the whole series if I do say so! I have my hosting site to thank for the ability to schedule my posts. That series of posting would just not have been possible if not for that! Yes, sometimes I schedule. I do have a life you know...

So, join me as I raise my glass and say "Happy Birthday/Anniversary to My Pocket Lint".

Here's to another (stalkers be damned!!!) 365!

Thanks for hanging out and reading, emailing, and for the few of you that comment, everything you say is appreciated! Not necessarily listened to, but still....

And I'm seriously hoping for that cheque from Google this year!

Ciao!

Budget Day

Just because the country is getting their budget tomorrow doesn't necessarily mean that we have to do ours, does it?

I'm sooo not looking forward to this.

Puppies

Okay, okay... I know, I'm tardy in putting these up, but I do have a million excuses. All the batteries were dead, the camera was full, I was baking, my mouse is on the verge of crapping out and well, I could go on and on and on...

But mostly, the internet has not been kind. It has been giving me grief. And still is I might add!! AAARRRGGGHHHHHH!

Oh, and have I mentioned I have an incredible dislike for dial up?







As you can see, they're incredibly cute. Probably the cutest batch yet. Their personalities are starting to come out and one of them is going to be a troublemaker for sure....

Just a couple of "quickies"

I've some stuff to write about, but nothing really of substance (or at least substance that I'm willing to share...maybe later....)

Okay, so #1 has a job. Well, at least I think he has a job. He started yesterday, and is on the schedule for tomorrow. Looks promising! lol And, you know, I really shouldn't do that. He's a good, hard working, smart, young man. Guess he takes after me where this is concerned ... (tee hee hee, sorry, couldn't resist). Everywhere except at home. But I'm certain he'll do well and enjoy this job. Well, at least I'm praying he will. I can't afford him anymore! As much as I hate to say this, and I only say that because I fear it may jinx the situation, we may very well be seeing signs of our puberty hell with #1 ending. There may be a light at the end of the tunnel. It would seem that there are signs of maturity happening...

#2 on the other hand... yeah... not even going to GO there!!! Frankly, I'm not sure if I have enough left in me to survive this one!! While he looks like me and you'd think he'd be like me, he's not. He is SG through and through and through... I need strength! Really, I do.

The puppies now require feeding in the am as well as the pm. Did I tell you that I started them on solids this week? Oh... yeah, well I did. But only in the evening. However, now they want food in the morning. Guess who's the cook?? Oh, and my house smells like puppies. Which is okay, because puppies smell pretty good... mind you, I don't breathe through my nose... personal choice. I live in a house full of males. I don't breathe through my nose. I don't like smelling teh smells and gagging or throwing up.

I could've sworn I had another brief (not boxer) update, but for the life of me... well, it's late, I've had a couple glasses of grape and, yeah, well, whatever.... tomorrow.

Ciao

Pssstttttt!!!

I've got a puppy blog, complete with pictures, coming real soooon!!! You will absolutely fall in love...

I also have a ton to say, but, as usual, have to put it into words. Words that will not offend. Words that will not incriminate the guilty. Words that won't make the innocent appear guilty. Words that will make you laugh. Words that will make you cry (oh the heartbreak!!!) Oh yes, I have words!

But most importantly of all, I have words that I will need to find new words for, so my Dad doesn't call me up and say "Uhhmmmm, y'know.... I'd prefer it if you didn't use that kind of language in your blog. I mean, I know it's your call and all, but really, please don't. Thanks very much."

I've got my challenges ahead of me.

Yes, yes I do. Pleasing the masses (or my Dad in this case), yeah, might be a little tough to do.

Thanks Dad!

I feel a serious case of self-induced writer's block coming on....

Soooo... I'm off to find one of the fourteen Thesauruses' that are laying around the house. Because, well, you know, there are ways to gloss over and make pretty what you really want to say. Besides that, we all know they aren't being used!

Ciao!

PS... stick around for the results of the bet I made with myself... tee hee hee... It's bound to be disappointing.

Ooohhhhh, very niice!!

After a scrumptious roast beef dinner complete with Yorkshire pudding, garlic mashed potatoes and butter drizzled corn and carrots, not to mention the freshly baked 12 grain bread, drenched in roasted garlic with EVOO (right from Greece I might add!), follwed by the Courvoisier, slightly warmed, in a snifter... yes, absolutely a lovely and fabulous meal.

Yeah, I cook good. LOL.

It would appear I'm not ashamed to admit it either.... heh.

And with that, I'm now about to take my measurements and head back to the gym BIG TIME!!! come tomorrow morning. Gone are the days of living the high life. I've got some work to do if that ink is gonna find it's way on to this body!!

Have a good week everyone. I'll check in with you later.

Ciao!!