I'm in Vancouver this week for some super duper exciting Microsoft SQL Server 2005 training. I know, it really is as thrilling as it sounds. **eye roll** When I arrived Monday night, the Canucks had only 10 minutes left in Game 7, and I have to say, Robson Street was insane. Cars and people everywhere, fireworks, drinking, yelling, honking, etc. I can't even imagine what it would have been like if they had lost.
It is always weird coming back to "the coast" when I have so many memories of living here. Just driving down the Lougheed Highway the other day, pulling into the Superstore for some munchies - I used to do all my grocery shopping at this store on a regular basis back in the day. I get stressed out driving down Hastings and I remember when I used to do that on at least a monthly basis, and it was no big deal. The crowds annoy me, the traffic is completely ridiculous, and I catch myself wondering why on earth someone would want to live here. Then I remember that I did.
If you like reading at all, you have to read the book called "Stumbling on Happiness" by Daniel Gilbert. Yes, it is a non-fiction work by a pyschology professor, but it is not a self-help book. What it is is a fun and interesting read about how the human mind works, and how we interpret the feeling we call "happiness". It is the best book that I have read in recent memory, and I laughed at loud at several points. It won't tell you how to "find" happiness, or make yourself happy, but it will give you is an interesting understanding of how the brain tricks us on a daily basis. :) Read it!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
A Puppy Update
I took the precious boy to the vet yesterday, he is a whopping 23 pounds! He was a mere 7.5lbs when we first brought him home 4.5 weeks ago. How the time does fly!
I'm standing on one side of the examination table, the vet is on the other, the dog is on the table between us. Now that I've set the (obvious) scene, said vet looks at me and says "Let's check to make sure he has two testicles".
Honestly? Fly at 'er buddy, if you really want to fondle my dog's testicles, more power to you. I, on the other hand, could really care less.
The vet fondles away and concludes that our brilliant puppy does, much to his father's relief, have two testicles descending. Yay?
A few minor things later (listening to the heartbeat, feeling up the ribs, etc) and the vet goes "and how was he with the temperature taking last time?". We didn't take the temperature last time, so I guess he was fine? Hah. (This wasn't our regular vet as she was away on vacation. Must be nice). So this vet pulls out his handy thermometer, throws a plastic sleeve on it, and puts some treats on the table. He then proceeds to stick his handy thermometer up my dog's ass, and after what seems entirely too long, shows me the temperature of 37.5. Which is perfect, apparently. He then takes off the plastic sleeve and lets my dog sniff the very item that was just up his ass.
In the space of 10 minutes, my dog got his testicles fondled and an instrument shoved up his ass. I think he's seen more action than I have in the last week. ;)
I'm standing on one side of the examination table, the vet is on the other, the dog is on the table between us. Now that I've set the (obvious) scene, said vet looks at me and says "Let's check to make sure he has two testicles".
Honestly? Fly at 'er buddy, if you really want to fondle my dog's testicles, more power to you. I, on the other hand, could really care less.
The vet fondles away and concludes that our brilliant puppy does, much to his father's relief, have two testicles descending. Yay?
A few minor things later (listening to the heartbeat, feeling up the ribs, etc) and the vet goes "and how was he with the temperature taking last time?". We didn't take the temperature last time, so I guess he was fine? Hah. (This wasn't our regular vet as she was away on vacation. Must be nice). So this vet pulls out his handy thermometer, throws a plastic sleeve on it, and puts some treats on the table. He then proceeds to stick his handy thermometer up my dog's ass, and after what seems entirely too long, shows me the temperature of 37.5. Which is perfect, apparently. He then takes off the plastic sleeve and lets my dog sniff the very item that was just up his ass.
In the space of 10 minutes, my dog got his testicles fondled and an instrument shoved up his ass. I think he's seen more action than I have in the last week. ;)
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
I hate being busy
Well, the last couple of weeks have been a bit busy! Baseball (slow pitch) is in full swing, and I am happy to be playing again this year. So far we have won one, lost one, and tied one, so that is magical really.
We found out a couple weeks ago that the stepdaughter would be relocating to Calgary. This was very sad news - the boyfriend was especially going to miss his daughter, but we were both looking forward to having longer periods of time with her when we did have her. Then when we dropped her off this weekend, he found out that said move is no longer happening. This is good, in that she will be close, but it has some small negatives as well. Overall, life will remain the same, so all that stress and so on for nothing.
We went to see my parents on the Sunshine Coast over Easter, and we took said stepdaughter with us. It was her first time seeing the ocean, going on a ferry, it was a weekend of many firsts. She had a really fun time and is already asking to go back! I will post some pictures of the weekend after I find the stupid cable to download said pictures.
The puppy was 12 weeks old yesterday, and he knows "sit", "come", and "down". He is so precious. The peeing and pooing on the rug, however, is not quite as precious. It's amazing the stink that can come out of something so small!
Other than that, life goes as normal. I really want to put up the pack of 7 assorted sized round mirrors in the guest room, and officially label that room as finished! The bathroom is next up, I am going to be painting it a kind of orange-y colour, I am excited and nervous about that all at once!!!!
We found out a couple weeks ago that the stepdaughter would be relocating to Calgary. This was very sad news - the boyfriend was especially going to miss his daughter, but we were both looking forward to having longer periods of time with her when we did have her. Then when we dropped her off this weekend, he found out that said move is no longer happening. This is good, in that she will be close, but it has some small negatives as well. Overall, life will remain the same, so all that stress and so on for nothing.
We went to see my parents on the Sunshine Coast over Easter, and we took said stepdaughter with us. It was her first time seeing the ocean, going on a ferry, it was a weekend of many firsts. She had a really fun time and is already asking to go back! I will post some pictures of the weekend after I find the stupid cable to download said pictures.
The puppy was 12 weeks old yesterday, and he knows "sit", "come", and "down". He is so precious. The peeing and pooing on the rug, however, is not quite as precious. It's amazing the stink that can come out of something so small!
Other than that, life goes as normal. I really want to put up the pack of 7 assorted sized round mirrors in the guest room, and officially label that room as finished! The bathroom is next up, I am going to be painting it a kind of orange-y colour, I am excited and nervous about that all at once!!!!
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