Homes for Hamsters

I have 5 ADORABLE baby DWARF hamsters looking for homes.
Are you a lover of miniature, soft, fluffy and cuddly creatures?
Do long whiskers, little twitching pink noses, and soft squeaks make you melt?
Do You find yourself looking at the Baby Animals Posters?

Well you might be a Dwarf Hamster-phile in waiting!
If you're in the GTA area and you want a hamster, why not send me an email, post a comment or otherwise. I would be happy to help you adopt (AT NO COST) a sweet little Dwarf Hamster for your love and affection!!!

Grandmother at 25

My hamster, who I thought was a boy, had babies.
5.
So not only is he not a boy, he is not a boy 5 times over!
AND, what I thought was play fighting was really... not. And, that is all I'm going to say on that one.

In other news, I logged on to MSN today and read the following:
Bombing for Peace is like Having Sex for Virginity.

It made me giggle... because there is a seed of truth to that.

1 in 5

Today was a good day, a grey day, but, overall a good day.
I woke up, ate some apple pie, enjoyed some lively and lovely text messages from my boyfriend then passed out like the part time narcoleptic that I am.
When I came to I remembered an appointment that I had with a friend of mine at the Help Us Help the Children organization. We are in the throes of preparing for an upcoming Fashion Show Fundraiser at The Mod Club on April 14th.
After meeting with her, I head home to GNC to pick up the latest in dietary aids, TrimSpa.
I have tried Hydroxy Cut, Zantrex-3 and now TrimSpa. I'll be giving daily updates on my progress to answer everyone's question "DOES IT WORK!?" well, Zantrex did something, but, not a lot. Hydroxy Cut is my favorite to date, but, Look at Anna Nicole Smith, if it worked for her! It'll work for my last 13 lbs!
Look for TS -/+ ##lbs at the end of my posts.
After I purchased my TrimSpa I bought a bottle of Pepsi to celebrate my last day of junk food, fast food and fatty food! But, this isn't JUST ANY bottle of Pepsi. This bottle has odds, a 1 in 5 chances to win!!
I thought about the odds... 1 in 5 that's better than the Princess Margaret Hospital Lottery and at the $1 price tag it's an expenditure that fits perfectly in my Artistically Funded Budget!
So I bought the bottle.
I wasn't the one in 5.
And, I really didn't have that much fun playing, to tell you the truth, I feel kind of bloaty.

If you have a tendancy to purchase in excess of 100 bottles of Pepsi a year. I suggest you just buy the Ipod Mini.

Until next time!

Nothing Profound

Apparently internal issues at Blogster prevent my blog from being posted.
So I write again.
My sister is recovering well, although, relationships between in-laws have turned into that of out-laws.

There is little else to write
So until the next blog!

Nothing Profound

Just an update:
Sister is recovering well, Slowly but surely.

I am existing well with my parents, Positive and Happy.

Missing my boyfriend, Sad and Lonely.

Starting a new project, Exciting and New

I made one damn fine apple pie. Although, I'm still not satisfied with the crust.

Rainstorm

In each of our lives a little rain must fall. We all know and expect that, however, when that undesirable rain shower rolls in it's hard to believe that it's only tiny droplets of water pelting you and not tsunami of bullets.

To wake up, to hear, to conceptualize, to understand, to empathize, to stay strong for the ones you love, is hard when all those events are simultaneous. Humans cope, we are built to withstand some of the greatest tests of our wills, that's why, for me, this new test is so hard to understand as a small trial.

My sister, 7 years older, the closest of all my sisters, is in the hospital, 6-months pregnant and paralyzed from the neck down. How? Theories abound, but, there are no difinitive answers. There was no car crash, no violations of her being, nothing more then a 15-minute coundown to collapse.

So we sit. We wait. We rejoice in the tingle of a foot, a twitch of an arm, a sensation of a feotus wriggling around. and the gloat of her smile. Because only my sister understands how momentuous the milestones of her recovery are, and she deserves to savour everyone one.

It's hard to believe it's only rain!
only rain.

Sunday Night

Sunday night and my mouth still hurts.
Ow!
no eating, barely any drinking, but, I've started cleaning.

10:28pm Cleaning Status
Kitchen = 1/8 of the way done
Master Bedroom = 0% done
Master Bath = 1/8 of the way done
Foyer & Hall = currently "The dumping ground" I've added to the mess so it's like -50% done.
Living Room = 1/2 of the way done
Storage Room = Needs a lot of work.
Bathroom = Needs a lot of work done still
My Bedroom = Scheduled for Tuesday

Parents arrival = Thursday?
My schedule = Wednesday job interview... Wednesday Night board meeting.

over and out.

A Woman Is Impersonating ME!

I get a call from IHCB while I'm posting my last blog.
Apparently he was calling to see if I called him a moment ago from a pay phone.

-Pardon?, slurs I.
-I answered the phone and this is what happened, IHCB says.

IHCB - 'hello, café XXXX, IHCB speaking'
?? - Hi!
IHCB - Do I know you?
?? - Of course you do! Don't you recognize who this is?
IHCB - umm...
?? - Come on! You know!
IHCB - Karma?
?? - Yeah, it's Karma. So quit foolin' and come get me. I'm at a payphone. I've got a cold.
IHCB - What? I don't think it is. If it is what did we talk about today
NOTE - WE HAD A DISAGREEMENT TODAY
?? - You know what we talked about. You tell me!
IHCB - You're not my girlfriend.
?? - Come get me I'm cold, I'm at a payphone!
IHCB - I don't know who you are, I'm hanging up.
?? - Hottie.
CLICK

WEIRD!
WHO DOES THAT!
1 I can barely talk because of my tongue
2 I ALWAYS have a cell phone on me and cash for a taxi ride home
3 I'm never out alone on a Friday Night
4 at 12am on a Friday Night if I am out, I stop by the Cafe to see IHCB and/or take everyone treats!
5 I don't act silly and elusive on the phone.

weird weird weird.

Does Everything That Happens To Me HAVE to Have a Reason?

I don't think so! My tongue is swollen.
AND, this ISN'T THE FIRST TIME THIS HAPPENED TO ME!
It last happened while I was living in Ottawa, Ontario back in 2003-04. Oh and what a riot it was! No one will understand the sheer agony that I have to endure while suffering through the healing process.
During this period I became, in my own socially acceptable way, a drug addict. I became depending on motrin, then motrin extra strength, then finally motrin super strength, but, nothing satisfied me. I had to send requests to friends for them to collect me my pain relief from the drug store. I felt like something out of Star Wars... I was a 1 ton Hutt sprawled out on my sofa, drooling and being disgusting, relying on others to satisfy my needs.

The worst part, was one day I was forced to go to Shoppers and refill my supply of ambesol and kanka myself. So I walked into the store, found my items, and while I was checking out the cashier made pleasantries, I failed to respond. NOT because I didn't want to, just because I feared unleashing a waterfall of saliva from my mouth. Eventually something came up in the order that I was forced to reply to.
The cashier looked at me so sympathetically, so understandingly; she smiled.
FINALLY she gets it! There's a reason why I was buying ambesol and kanka by the bushel full!Phew! Now I'll just take my purchases and go.
But, she stops me, she still has something to say!
Before it clicked in that I forgot my change she gently touches my hand (WHY IS SHE TOUCHING ME!?) looks me directly in the eye across the counter (OMG! I NEVER HAD TO TURN DOWN A WOMAN BEFORE!) and then she shouts, "HERE... IS... YOUR... CHANGE! HAVE A NICE DAY!"
oh.
my.
gawd.
she thinks I'm deaf.
I speak like I'm deaf.

This time I'm not speaking. Not opening my mouth once!



Now, it's not so bad.

Career Grows, but, still have low woes.

So, what is it that I do exactly? Well, I'm a Jane of All Trades and a Master of Many.

To my three little hamsters (Indiana, Kip and Sarah) I'm mom. Or as they say "Squeak Squeak Sniff!"
To my boyfriend I'm "THE BEST GIRLFRIEND EVER". I can't lie, he's right!
To my bathroom mirror, I'm Beyonce, Britney, Tyra, Carmen Electra, The Winning Contestant on American Idol and who ever else tickles my fancy on the nights I'm home alone & stir crazy.
To the people of Toronto, I'm Miss Toronto (But, like all modern day royalty, the title is PURELY vestigial!)
April 14th I'll be a hot to trot runway model for a fashion show at The Mod Club

Oh, you want to know WHAT I DO TO MAKE MONEY! Well, it's hard to describe. I'm one part Samantha from Sex and the City, one part Carrie from Sex and the City, one part artist, one part contestant on The Apprentice and then a dash of me.

That's what I do!
Get it?
Got it?
Good.

Now to figure out how to buy the contents of The Sony Store based solely on my good looks.

Feminism and Feminity need to join forces.

Scarlet and I both feel self conscious.
We both are young, not stick thin and perhaps prematurely are using anti aging products.

It's time for change.

It's going to come slowly, even on America's Next Top Model, Brita the 25 year old, 138lb, 5'8.5" model hopeful was called thick in the waist and even a side of beef.
I didn't notice anything beefy about her! She was subsequently voted off, prematurely I'm sure. I would've gone for the girl with vile temper and repellent personality.

Kirsty Alley, keep the weight, Scarlet flaunt your curves, join me and Dove as we go arm and arm on a quest for real beauty.

I crave to see an unrealistic beauty standard depicted in the beauty and fashion industry.
To see real figured women
Beautiful curvy women
Healthy strong woman

A woman not ashamed about being a size 4.

http://www.dove.ca
Log on, read the reports, make a statement, get the free shirt.
Come on, Ladies, let's make change.

Playing Catch Up

Jetsgo folded. What this means for me... no more $100 credit to fly with Jetsgo!
Why the public should feel gross about Jetsgo folding.
-Legally, airlines are not required to hold payment for ticket purchases on pending flights in trust. Therefore, if you were a ticket holder, you will not receive a refund because Jetsgo used your money to try and dig itself out of debt. It didn't work, and you footed the bill! How do you like them apples!?
-Ticket prices are now going to increase! Air Canada released a statement saying that their prices are going to go up because ticket prices have been so artificially low for years now. Anyone who has seen Air Canada's ticket prices I know is scoffing at this statement. Close to $1000 dollars to fly from Toronto to Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island. It is less than a 2 hour flight!

Ticket Prices
Toronto's Pearson International Airport is one of the most expensive airports to fly into. This does account for why ticket prices are high. Why you ask? Because the Government of Canada sold the rights to operate airports under these autonomous managements that aren't being regulated. No regulation means no defined limits. No defined limits can mean increased costs. Increased costs need to be covered by someone so they charge the airlines... the airlines in turn charge the public.
Bang. Extra padding in the ticket price. You dig?

The Public got screwed!

Sure did. The general public, ticket holders and employees. And, Jetsgo wasn't Lefebre's first foray into running an airline. He and his ego keep popping out airlines that have murky financials, low ticket prices, and inevitably always fold. However, I don't care what his past is, as long as for me airfare isn't a special privilege in Canada! As it stands it would be less expensive for me to rent a car one way, drive to the states fly on an American airline, like Northwest (run by a woman! Yee ha!) to whatever destination.

How do we fix it?
There really isn't a clearly defined way to solve the problem. If the public raises an outcry and expresses disatisfaction en mass to the Ministry of Transport, they will be likely to look into it. Otherwise, you're out of luck.
Avoiding flying Canadian airlines would also send the message. However, that might cause the remaining two National Carriers to fold and then we would be at a major loss.

I just want Airlines to be accountable. For the Government to recognize that this is one of the only businesses where the consumer seems to have no rights. This is where the contract of the ticket, certifying guarantee of service for payment, is a crap shoot. You may get that flight you may not.

WHY GO TO VEGAS!?
If you are a gambler, try the stakes in Canadian Air Travel. The benefit is that you don't need to export yourself to Vegas to try the odds. Become and Aviary High Roller! Lose hundreds even thousands of dollars in a blink of an eye! There are no cash payouts, usually credits, and even then the game doesn't end, because there's NO PROMISE that you'll be able to cash in that credit before the airline folds! Why? Because that Vegas Cliché holds true for Canadian Airlines... THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS!