Resurrecting Me

Hello Lovelies!

It's been so long since I've said that.

The week has been long I must say. I'm still working blindly at sorting things but it's all good. You realize that some things in the past were...what's the word I'm looking for...louder than they are now. Everything is quiet now, except Smokey when he scares the shit out of me every time he barks at the screen door.

You know what I've realized about the quiet? Things in my head seem louder because there are no distractions and there is way more going on in there than I thought! Not necessarily a good thing.

So where to start with sorting that shit out? I have no idea and I'm just trying to take it one day at time but the days are the same so I've just decided to throw myself into the things I can control because there are way too many that I can't.

I've moved into a tiny home ( I can call it that now ) from a 5 bedroom, two story shack as I called it into a small 2 bdrm suite. Getting used to the size was tough at first but it's all good now. It's quirky and needs some TLC and that's ok. Now first off my room has this mint green trim halfway up the wall and around the ceiling... that's gotta go. What colour to paint it? Probably blue making it look a little country cottage but it is my favourite colour.

Throwing myself into projects is how I'm going to handle this new phase because not only have I moved house but now I'll actually be able to concentrate and afford to build my BSA and this makes me happy except that apparently I've been entered into a friendly competition between my shop boss and a friend of his. The two of them in their brilliance have myself and another woman who lives in Alberta both building against each other. I had no idea but we both have to be done by Spring.

Gee no pressure...

She was a 5 year plan though and I'm still in my window so it's just the time that I have to invest now ( besides the money ) and time I have.

There's routines I have to break like thinking that...

I have to stay home once I get home from work. I don't.
I have to make dinner. Nope. Last night I ate an apple and a granola bar for dinner.
I need to be in bed at a usual time. Ha, I had so much trouble sleeping over the past few months that a usual time is non-existent.
I have rules... A friend always says rules are meant to be broken.
I have priorities. Well...now...the only priorities I have are me and my dog.

The crazy Zoo I used to have is gone.

They have grown and moved on and I have left a relationship that spanned half my life and had it's ups and downs ( more downs ) but wasn't completely awful. I'm not one of those people that are looking to "find myself" I know myself and I know that I'm going to grow and change and hopefully become a better version of me, a stronger more decisive version that knows what she wants and goes and gets it instead of procrastinating because there are other things that need to be done or there are other people more important than me. My girls will always be at the top of my list even though they are off living their best lives I hope.

Lastly, I have resumed writing. After Kenny...there was no writing but recent events have changed that and I found myself writing before I even realized it was because there's a story in my head that needs to come out. So that's it. Those are the 3 main things that I'll need to concentrate on over the Fall and Winter besides Motor Monday and resurrecting Weird News Wednesday because come on some of that stuff was too funny and laughter is the best medicine they say.

It's true! If it wasn't for some of my friends in particular making me laugh at their sick and twisted sense of humour this would have been an even more depressing situation and trust me I've had my moments.

OK you guys have a great week!

See Ya
S

In Weird News Sex and the Paranormal

Happy Weird News Wednesday!

As I used to post WN on this day weekly and it has taken a back seat as I post chapters on CFA for Writer Wednesday instead. Now since this week I posted to CFA on Monday so that left today open for some weird news and really I've missed checking out the strange stories of the world and sharing the craziness and in honour of Halloween coming I'm going to see how weird we can get up until then.

So far this morning I have seen a story about this 

Teacher Allegedly Suggests Kid Is 'Evil, Sinister' For Being Left-Handed

Hail Satan? http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/teacher-allegedly-calls-kid-evil-sinister-for-being-left-handed_56018393e4b00310edf8ab73?utm_hp_ref=weird-news

Now if lefties are evil well what a way to weed them out right? Although I'd have to say that of all the people that I know that are lefties sure they can have an evil side but it being the hand that Satan uses? Would it matter to Satan if we were left or right handed? I know a hell of a lot of right handed people that could be classified as evil but to tell a 4 year old boy shit like that is ridiculous! 

Now playing along if that were true then my roomie who I'm certain should have been a lefty but was corrected at a young age for exactly the same reason to use her right hand should then in my mind have Schizophrenia or at least a multiple personality as her evil side tries to break through right? Although in her case it makes things a whole lot clearer if I go with that logic.

Hmmm Grand baby boy and his father are lefties too I guess we could be in serious trouble.

Up next...Ghost Hookers...

Ghosts in haunted building turn out to be prostitutes

http://www.examiner.com/article/ghosts-haunted-building-turn-out-to-be-prostitutes

Ummm...ya  

Neighbors living next door to a haunted building learn that the ghosts are actually prostitutes and that the abandoned warehouse is being used as a brothel. People that live near the building reported bizarre noises (ooooh like what? moaning? grunting?), strange shadows (were they on their own? against each other?), and weird lights emanating from it (it? the building? The ghosts? the naughty bits?). These are details we need to know to prove that there is sex in the afterlife! Imaging that endless loop,  stuck in a haunting to complete over and over. I guess they wouldn't be hostile ghosts now would they? The thing is that they don't say how exactly they died. Curious...

There is too much running through my head for that one, too many questions on top of that...and this is in China now if you do click the link and read the short article I urge you to read the link in blue just underneath it about the man that convinced a woman that her vagina was haunted and that she needed a sexorcism...also in China that particular article is from a couple of years ago but the laugh factor is still there...at least for me because who in their right mind would believe that! That there are ghosts up there?  After that whole Queefing thing that horrified me (and still does), she should have just learned how to do that and evac those ghosts herself.

Screw it here's the link to that story.

http://www.examiner.com/article/man-convinces-woman-her-vagina-is-haunted-and-tries-to-rid-ghosts-with-his-penis

Unbelievable...

Ok that is it for the Weird News

Have a good day guys!

See Ya

S

Ripped From The Pages Of...

Reuters!

Arkansas dog bites the bullet, eating 23 rounds of ammunition.

I have seen some dogs eat anything from tin cans - tires and even money but for a dog to eat bullets? Ummm...wow.

The owner didn't notice anything wrong until the dog threw up and why would he? Unless they act strange or look strange or are drooling everywhere ( for non-drooling dog owners ) we have no idea that they have anything wrong with them but, 23 live rounds of .308 caliber ammunition. That's a pretty scary thought.

Although I have never heard of this breed specifically they look alot like German Sheppard's...

 and now it makes me want one...

I had a friend a long time ago whose dog would eat money, always change and the funniest thing would be watching him in the back yard checking his dogs waste looking for the Toonie or quarters that she snagged off of the table because he obviously needed that change for something. 

We had a Pitbull that would actively go through the garbage looking for tin cans way before recycling them became pretty much mandatory. She was also the tire eater. Whiskey eats string...and then throws them up, yup normal but ammo? Crazy!

I even found Smokey the other night eating the top of a metal curtain rod, you know...the knobby thing?  I have no idea where he even found it because we don't have any metal curtain rods in our house.

Now after they vet removed 16 of the 23 rounds because she wasn't worried about the dog exploding but instead being poisoned, she decided to let the dog pass the others naturally...did you see those?...How can that happen naturally and not painfully? Benno the Ammo eating dog is feeling much better now though and has simply gone back to eating his owners, wife's bras instead.

Just a bit of weird for your week!

See Ya

S

Ripped From The Pages of...

The Huffington Post...I love the Huffington Post!

Should The 'Land Of Rape And Honey' Change Its Town Slogan?

This is a Canadian story this time about a town called Tisdale in Saskatchewan...The Land of Rape and Honey!

What's that you say? 

Alas yes that is the slogan for the sleepy town where there are only 3200 residents. Now the town and slogan were created in 1958 due to the cultivation of Rapeseed ( Canola ) and Honey. They are just now thinking of changing the slogan of the town. So they should because I would not see that as an appealing tourist destination!

What caught my interest besides the name of this article was the comments that were posted by readers like this one for instance...

Tisdale: Come for the rape, stay for the honey.
Maybe that's not the change they were looking for.

I agree probably not the best change and just a disturbing sentence in general.

Or this...

Why not the land of oil and honey if the rapeseed makes oil?! Duh

I like you! You make sense and alot of these comment threads didn't and as well took a disastrous turn. 

and this one...

Bear in mind that people also named RAPESEED

Yes they did! Maybe it meant something different back then? I have no idea!

It seems that some residents have taken to defending the slogan of the town but my question is why would you want to be known for that, in that fashion anyway and have to constantly explain and defend your little town? When you go on vacation and someone asks you where your from do you say Tisdale, Sask The land of Rape and Honey? HELL NO! 

If I came from there I would never tell anybody that part...like ever and then I'd move away.

OMG and I just noticed if you click the link and look at the town sign, in the bottom left corner...there's a Crime Stoppers sign.

Perfect.

What slogan would you use?

So if you want to read the whole story click the link below!

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/04/22/land-of-rape-and-honey-tisdale-saskatchewan_n_7120568.html?utm_hp_ref=weird-news

See Ya!

S

Ripped From The Weird Pages of...

This week it's the Huffington Post again!

Now I did scan several other weird pages and sometimes a story just jumps out at you and it brings back memories.

 Well this one did because...

Snow Kone Joe vs. Mr. Ding-A-Ling Ice Cream Truck Battle Brought To A Halt By Judge

I remember being a kid and when the Ice Cream truck tunes were heard we all lost our ever-loving minds! Where I grew up was a giant cul-de-sac, simply massive with a row of houses in the middle of it so the Dickie Dee truck had a large circuit to drive really slow and make us chase him for Rocket Pops and Pac Man and Ghost sorbet like things with a gumball eye and giant freezies! 

He would have to drive slow because the 10 or so of us would have to sprint to our houses to get the money first and then go find the truck! Oh that brings back sticky memories, we were too little to eat it all before it would end up running down our arms and dying us lovely streaked colours that our parents would have to soak us for an hour to get rid of.

And who could forget Eddie Murphy with  his Ice Cream bit that we could ALL relate to back then and even now as it goes through my head I can see him in my head in his leather outfit or was it vinyl? Who cares it was CLASSIC!

OK enough of memory lane and on to the weird!

So basically 2 Ice Cream Trucks ( Snow Kone Joe & Mr. Ding_A_Ling ) were in a bit of a Turf war in Gloversville, New York involving one stalking and harassing the other. Really? Does this involve driving realllly slowly behind the other one in a slow paced menacing manner? Low balling each others prices to steal consumers? Is there not enough children for the both of you? This sounds like a bad B-Rated horror movie with a body in the ice cream freezer or a really funny low grade comedy which I think both have actually been done already.

Now I'll be looking for movies involving ice cream trucks...great.

I've noticed over the many years that you barely even see an Ice  Cream truck anymore, at least not here where I live in BC. Here on the very rare occasion that you do see one they crawl even more  slowly just hoping that someone will turn up to buy a $6 frozen treat and in this day and age unless they take debit or credit who's got the change to give their kid? 

Do we even trust the ice cream man? Person? Whichever?

After being charged in 2013 Snow Kone Joe says he was humiliated because the case went Worldwide and after the charges now being dismissed will he still have the business? Will he have to retire a failed Ice Cream Man?

As odd and as  short this story was it just reminded me of being that carefree kid who had to spend the time outside because there was nothing worth staying inside for...until Atari and other game systems started to emerge that stole my tween years and part of my adulthood. My teen years were all trouble... I should have stuck to video games and other mind occupying things, like now.

Ok guys have a great Easter weekend! I know I will!

See Ya!

S

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