Thank-you Springsteen!

Ok, so I just had a pretty bad day. Now I know everyone has them but usually when I'm having a moment, I can get through it. Today was moment after moment of stupidity and so I need to rant. The following crap happened to me today:

1. Stepped on a nail...yep! I'm a dumb ass who A: doesn't wear shoes when she should be and B: doesn't look where she steps. My pain threshold is pretty high, so I didn't notice right away...but it started bleeding all over and as it turns out...I got a nail right in the arch of my foot...yeah, it hurts now...

2. Following that, I was pretty much on my way to handball when I decided it would be a good idea to check all my messages...and all the messages on there were telling me that handball was cancelled. So, back home I go...two brilliant blonde moments in the span of an hour.

3. I decide to start painting the room that my parents are transforming into a gym with the paint I picked out the day before. I had asked for both colors to be flat, but the sales lady screwed up and made one a semi gloss.

4. I hop into my car to return it...nothing. Yep, the starter which I replaced only 2 years ago is gone again.

5. Now I hop into my dads truck to A: buy a starter and B: exchange the paint . The starter costs 150 bucks...great.

6. Go to Canadian Tire to exchange the paint...they need photo ID for some gay reason otherwise you can't exchange anything, aaaaand my ID is in my car at home. My dads ID was in his truck, but apparently I don't look remotely close to a 50 something year old man. They would not make an exception even though I was exchanging the paint because of employee fuck up...I mean take responsibility for your mistakes and give me the damn correct paint that I thought I initially had paid for dammit!!

7. So I end up buying another gallon of correct FLAT paint, go buy some wood trim from Home Depot and header back home. At this point I'm ready to scream or something, instead I check to see what my dad has in his CD player...Its Bruce Springsteen and I'm very comforted by his music because it reminds me of my childhood days. So I'm driving and singing at the top of my lungs and feeling much better. So, thank you Springsteen for my saving my sanity.

8. I Finish painting the room...finally and then decide to do some web work...but I'm a retard again and my domain has expired...I renew it with my mastercard...cha ching! More money spent.

9. Now I'm actually going to try and study, but I think I just need a hug or a beer.

Heather out.

Apparently I'm a cheap date

Well, my good buddy Connell - who is our old goalie for my handball team - came from Regina for a nice little reunion. We went to Earls, then to Jennas apartment and then to my friend Kenny's for some birthday gathering action. I won't get into details cause I'm pretty tired from today’s handball action, but I'll pass on what I learned from Saturdays shenanigans.

1. Heather is a cheap, cheap date: We're talking a pint of beer and I have even less control of my motor functions than usual. I had a pint of beer and 1/3 of a bottle of wine and basically had to cut myself off cause it hit me hard...maybe because I only wanted (and ate) ice cream for dinner....yeah, healthy cravings this weekend.

2. Having a picture of your friends cleavage pop up on your phone when they call is really funny. And the handicap bathroom stall at Earls makes a great photo booth. (good lighting)

3. Licking caramel off a friends chest is easy to do in front of a group of people after a few....uh, what am I talkin about, I woulda done that sober...

4. I will be spending a lot of drunken times at Jennas place in the summer. In the winter, the walk to her place is too cold and very treacherous...(hahaha Mich....)

5. Uh, I totally forgot the name of the game...but its the one where you can walk around and commit senseless beatings and crimes and be a pimp....yeah, that game is whacked.

6. When about a pound of cream colored cat fur is sticking to your clothes...its best to make light of the situation and walk around with nipples on your shirt made of fur.

7. I'm getting old...my sense of responsibility is overpowering my sense of being reckless and I never thought I'd say that.

Or maybe I just pick and choose my spots of absolute stupidity and last night didn't completely make the cut :)

What did YOU do on your spring break?

Well...I didn't go on a trip, didn't do homework, didn't relax even, I did what I do best and thats envision some wonky goal and complete it. This weeks lucky choice was my moms office at my parents house. Its ugly, its half painted, its piss yellow and it needed a make over.

So I picked out and purchased two slick shades of moss green paint, a new desk, rug, and some bookshelves and two days later...voila! New office! Now I've moved on to the weight room to hopefully have it redone in a day or so. The most depressing realization of this whole spring break experience? I'm havin a great time re-finishing the rooms cause I like the feeling that I've achieved something... Hi, my name is Heather and I'm a work-a-holic.

Heathers Valentines Day Special

Well, its Valentines day and I thought I'd take the time to write what Valentines day means to me.

With each passing year, holidays are becoming more and more about commercialism / how much money to spend and less about the actual meaning of the holiday.

Valentines day is the biggest and the dumbest money-grabbing day of the year. Its the one day where people are 'required' to be romantic and caring or else all hell will break loose in their relationship. Women chatter to each other about who's husband/boyfriend outdid who and guys get suckered into spending stupid amounts of money on jewelry and stuffed animals. On the other end of the spectrum, you've got single, lonely and bitter individuals who sometimes go to the extreme of coordinating group suicides to commemorate this special holiday.

The fact I'm single does not have any hindrance to my feelings for this day. I've celebrated Valentines day with a boyfriend in the past and found it as stupid then as I do now. My reasoning behind this is that:

1. If you are with someone you care for...you should be doing nice things for each other more than once a year. A kind gesture 'just because' beats out a kind gesture 'due to circumstance' any day.

2. A hokey token of love like some gorilla holding a 'I love you' heart tells me you've successfully wasted your money...and now I have to keep this tacky gorilla or else you'll feel that I am unappreciative.

3. Its just plain stressful cause you've got the pressure of making sure you've got the right gift/right plans and that everything goes perfectly...I like feeling comfortable, not stressed.

So my ideal V-day would be something that I would normally do anyways, quiet and at home...a nice home cooked meal we'd work on together, some conversation and laughs and just to kick back and just enjoy each others company.

Whats a team to do?

Well, my team handball team is kinda in a bind this weekend. Our goalie cannot make any of our games this weekend and we have a double header. I was lucky enough to pull up the goalie and an extra player from the team I coach to play at our 9am game...but due to schedule conflicts, I can't do the same for our 12pm game. Which means we will have just enough players and NO goalie.

My solution is to forfeit. As much as I don't like quitting, sometimes these things happen and I'd rather we bow out gracefully with a ligit reason then have a disaster of a game. All and all, playing sports is about fun. Getting blown out of the water and having all your team mates upset at each other is not my definition of fun. Plus, its unfair to the other team that has a full bench and a goalie...as fun as winning is, being handed a victory is never as sweet as earning it.

We'll see what happens...

The love of grocery shopping

Ok, maybe I'm just really wonky...but does anybody else love grocery shopping? I find it relaxing and fun while I venture around the store lookin for deals and thinkin about my families meal plan for the week. You see, my mom hates grocery shopping so I think maybe she instilled the love of grocery shopping in my brain subliminally.

My mom: "hey heather *you love groceries* how was your day? *go grocery shopping, its fun*". Yeah, I'm pretty convinced thats what happened to me.

I'm a die hard Safeway shopper...even though I'm pretty sure they jack up their prices and then put things on 'sale' so that you 'feel' like you're saving...when in fact you're probably paying full price and then some. I don't mind Superstore, but their produce looks a little shady and there are always little kids playing in the bulk bins and touchin eveything...which kinda doesn't make me want to shop for groceries there. Sobeys is good, but its basically the same prices as Safeway and I don't get my airmiles...yep, I'm such a dork...

My body is a stupid body

Ok, so I don't understand my body at all. Last night after my handball practice, my shoulder started hurting a little, but it wasn't anything to write about...Then all of a sudden at about four in the morning, my stupid shoulder just started killing like crazy! I went to see my doctor and she did the usual 'give drugs but no actual explanation as to what the problem is'.

My body wouldn't be so stupid if it was my right shoulder, which does the shooting/swimming/everything and gets abused on a regular basis...but its my LEFT shoulder, which doesn't do anything except keep my body lookin symmetrical.

Well, now its doing something...its shooting pain down my arm and causing me discomfort, and now I can't make jewelry or even sit here and rant without wincing...oh, oh! I'm also accepting applications for the position of 'personal dresser' cause putting any top or bra on is a 10 minute ordeal and has me strikin all sorts of stupid positions to overcompensate for lack for arm mobility.

To make matters worse, my doc suggests that I don't play for 10 days...which I unfortunately have to ignore...a double header on a team with no spares kinda leaves me no choice but to play...can't disappoint!

Well, I have to get ready for practice! :-|

So I did a little house cleanin...

As some of you who actually bother to visit my site here may be able to tell...I don't have a million and one blogs in my archives anymore...as a matter of fact, I got rid of my old user name and opened a new one. I did this for a few reasons:
1. Template updates were taking a little longer and I apparently am not patient when it comes to waiting for computers to do their thing.
2. Chances are, I'm gonna rant about the same thing more than once...and I didn't need anyone pointing that out to me :)
3. I couldn't possibly see anyone looking into posts from Jan 2004.
4. I had some 'interesting people' that were starting to take a liking to me...so I went 'incognito'
In conclusion, stay tuned for the same stupid musings that only I can offer! Giddy up!