Bursting with pride

I'm a mild hockey fan. I typically cheer for the Montreal Canadien's for two reasons. 1 - I was born in Montreal and 2 - I live in a MAJOR Toronto Maple Leafs fan base, so it ticks off a lot of people.

I had my confidence shaken in Hockey being "Our" sport. Ours being Canada's. The men got SPANKED by the Americans, and they had to play a long road to get back to the medal round. The THRASHED Germany, which was not to be a difficult challenge, but then to face their greatest adversary, the Russians ... well they THRASHED them too. Crosby, Stall and Nash (hey, wait a minute ... ) put the rhythm back into the Hockeymania ...

But ...

All along ...

The Canadian WOMEN'S team were awe inspiring. As I sit here watching them play for what could be (and hopefully will be) Canada's 8th GOLD medal of these games. I'm reminded of one thing ...

CANADIAN CHICKS KICK A$$!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It WILL be the first time Canada has EVER won 8 gold medals .... and again, I'm so proud of our amazing women.

I learned two things today.

First off, when you constantly work to exceed someones expectations, their expectations becoming exceeding REDONKULOUS!!!!!!

Secondly, it seems that my employer would prefer that we are like children in the '50's ...that we are seen and NOT heard. One of the owners actually walked through my area (fortunately I wasn't around for this little gem) and said "ahhhh, nice and quiet". Yes Sir, that's correct, gone are the sounds of happy employees.

Related to a champion!

Congratulations to Ch Robobull Fabelhaft Im On Fire who not only took Best in Breed, but Best in Class (non-sporting) at the 2010 Westminster Kennel Club show. Why am I so proud? Because this beauty is a relative of our beloved Bulldog Parker. He's from the same breeder. I told Parker "he dude, your family won" ... he blew snot bubbles to show his excitement when he chuffed.


http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/2010/results/group/non-sporting.html

Getting what you pay for

I've been fighting with facebook lately, I'm sure we all have. I'm SO tired of my layout changing, seeing "ooppss sorry, something went wrong" ... et al. There are so many glitches, I guess it's bound to happen when a free site gets so popular, but darnit, this is my addiction you're talking about. I can't access all of it on my iPhone, so I NEED it to work when I get on line.

Seriously, I want a refund!

The greatest gift(s)

I haven’t had the desire to write much, that’s been apparent. Even though I felt it coming, learning that the last opportunity failed to materialize was a crushing blow. I was VERY excited, it was an INCREDIBLE opportunity and I was dying to get it. Although this is the closest I came, once again, they “decided to go with another candidate”. PHUCK! While I’ve learned how to manage my boss, and I have low expectations of him (although he still fails to even measure up to that), I need to be satisfied to dance with the devil I know.



I’ll admit, I had been in my own little funk, then, last night, I got home and rolled around on the floor with the boys for 30 minutes having tickle fights. Honestly, that sorted me out more than anything more than anything else had. Then the real reality check came last night when one of the working moms from my group posted how she regretted having her kids. I was SHOCKED. Not just that she said it, but I couldn’t understand it. I’ve never once regretted either of my boys, and I am grateful I didn’t get the job so that I CAN spend more time with them. There’s one thing about being sad for not getting something you want, it’s a whole different level of hell for hating the gifts you have.



I wanted to SCREAM at her. I wanted to toss the brutal honesty at her that she doled out on others before. I wanted to sake WAKE THE PHUCK UP and GROW THE PHUCK UP. Stop “self medicating” and get HELP for crying out loud. You’re OBVIOUSLY depressed and that’s not good for anyone. I couldn’t help but think that if you regret having your children, they’re likely aware of that too. Those poor boys, I couldn’t help but ache for them.



It made me see, that once I was that insane workaholic. That corporate climbing career executive; not even flinching at putting in 80 hours a week to do my job better than anyone else, to be better than anyone else, to win more than anyone else. But then came along the two GREATEST gifts of MY LIFE. I was trying to get back on that insane track, and I failed. THANK GAWD FOR THAT.



So, to the poor woman who hates the best of her, I’m very sorry for the level of hell you must be trapped in, but I’m also very grateful you shined a spotlight on my life and made me realize how truly lucky I am!

Well ...

I gave it my best shot. I left it all out on the ice (hockey analogy) and did everything I could. Hopefully, it's enough.

~K~

I wonder ...

In this day and age, are there REALLY Gypsies, and would they BUY my children if I could find them? Since eBay gets really pissy when you list them.