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Sometimes a Pussy Just Shouldn’t be Groomed.
Written on March 10th, 2010
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I have to remind myself that not everyone is me. I know that sounds cocky. When it comes to my work I am cocky. I KNOW I am the best. I know how to handle animals. Have I been bitten? Sure, many times. Usually twice a week. No exaggeration. But if you consider the amount of times I stop a bite…I win. Its all about watching the signs. They always give them.
Today, my employee got a bad bite from a cat. I would rather be bitten by a rotty than a cat. Feels like pure acid being injected into your skin. Freaking hurts. So she is off for the next two days. The bite was her fault. The cat was only acting on instinct. I had just finished shaving the entire cat. So the cat was a little stressed. It went nuts and got out of the tub after it bit her. I grabbed it and pinned it to the floor till its mother ( I make cat owners stay) got the harness for me. I finished washing the cat and put it in its kennel.
I think I may take friday off…lol.
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Instructions: Close Your Eyes and Listen For Some Me Time
Written on March 8th, 2010
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It was all I could think of to make you smile.
Time to go find your colors!!!!
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Westy, YOU FREAKING ROCK KCL!!!! And Fakeburnette and I are Playing a Game!
Written on March 6th, 2010
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I wanted to thank Dorrie for helping me with the code on the profile. No wait, FOR DOING IT FOR ME!!!!! hehehe Isn’t she the sweetest?!?!?!?! For anyone who tries to work with coding they know how difficult it can get (raises hand). It is great knowing we have someone who knows so much and is willing to give up her free ( but limited time) to help us all out. Not many ppl do that these days. Thanks D, you are a wonderful person and I am lucky that I am your friend.
As most of you know and may do as well, Leslie and I have been very good friends for a longtime. She writes and calls me regularly. I woke today to find our dear friend a lil worn out from mummy. She needed a lift me up. So today I am taking my youngest snowboarding. We are going to Marble Mountain. I have come up with a silly game that she and I ( and the rest of you) can do together. @ 2 pm newfie land time I am going to run over to the live web cam and jump around like a fool for one minute. I plan to do cartwheels and I for her but she don’t know this!! She thinks I am only waving. LOL. Yip, gonna act the fool. I don’t give a shit…all in good fun, eh?
I told her I am not sking so I won’t be dressed in snow gear. I will be wearing a 3/4 length black leather coat and jeans. if you want to see me wave and act a fool for my best friend across the pond then here is the link.
http://www.skimarble.com/webcam.asp
All I wanna do is make her laugh…i hope it works.
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21st Birthday
Written on March 4th, 2010
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All of his life Len from Newfoundland had heard stories of an amazing family tradition. It seemed that his father, grandfather and great grand father had all been able to walk on water on their 21st birthday.
On that day, they’d walk across the lake to their boat club for their first legal drink. So when Len’s 21st Birthday came around, he and his pal Corky took a boat down to the middle of the lake. Lens stepped out of the boat and nearly drowned! Corky just managed to pull him to safety. Furious and confused Len went to see his Grandmother.
“Grandma, it’s my 21st Birthday, so why can’t I walk across the lake like my father, his father and his father before him?
Granny looked into Len’s eyes and said, ” Because, you dumb ass, your father, grandfather and great grand father were born in January, you were born in July.
Hope I made some of you grin… have a good day!
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Tie the Guy to the Stove Also! Leave Him There. Let Him Starve.
Written on March 3rd, 2010
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As most of you know ( and par take in) I have a strong love for animals. I have 5 cats, 3 dogs, 3 kittens and one breaded dragon. Sometimes I have so many it can be a handful taking care of them. AND I work in the animal care field. But I feed them, love them and would NEVER hurt them.
One thing that bothers me about Newfoundland is that A LOT of animal abuse seems to occur here.
I have one day; a black lab, who is 3 years old and never had a name. Her previous owner was having sex with her from the time she was born till the day the cops nailed him. Her current owner is a young man about 18. He was working on the new court house being built here and seen the RCMP walking the dog across the parking lot. She is a beauty so he jumped down and asked the police about her. The cop told her story to the boy and he BEGGED the cops to take her. They were going to put her down.
Today ( only a year later) her name is Zoey. She loves baths. She loves me. I love her.
So fast forward to another story. I have plenty of these. Just a few weeks ago someone on the east coast of the province entered an abandoned home only to find two golden retrievers tethered to a stove and a cupboard. A cat was also left but was free to roam in the house.
One dog died of starvation. One survived and the cats was found dead. Ate by one of the dogs. They have charged the owner. I don;t think that is even coming close to enough of a punishment. I know the court system in Canada. Especially in Newfie land. He will get jack shit for this. I promise ya. It makes me sick.
I think we should give him the same treatment he gave those animals. But lets add that the public can go and watch. Shit, I would even pay to watch that fucker die. Then take the donations from viewing his death and donate it to animal care. Shit, let’s toss his girlfriend(she knew the dogs were there) in for added measure to show the public what could happen to them if they are cruel.
here is the link.
http://www.cbc.ca/canada/newfoundland-labrador/story/2010/03/01/nl-cruelty-charges-301.html
* ps. Westy I know I have to work on the colors..i am so wiped in the evenings my mind wont function…lil help plz? hehehe
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My Cousin Is Fine…( now I should call mudder )
Written on March 2nd, 2010
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My dad is the oldest of five in his family. I am his oldest child and the oldest grandchild. Growing up I really took to my Aunt Marge and Uncle Gerald. I would spend summers with them in Pasadena. They had two sons( who were like my lil brothers), Gerry and Jason ( jason is a lot like me. Looks like me, loves photography like me…hell even got a bird with a berry pic posted in national geo * yes, i was jelly and told him so!* .
I remember holding them boys down and kissing them all over their faces till they cried. LOL. Yes, I liked tormenting the children.
They have become wonderfully, successful, young men. Gerry owns his own biz and Jason is district manager for some part of the government. It has to do with the environmental dept. One day I will find out what it is that he EXACTLY does. I just know he travels a lot for free!
Last week, I ran into Gerry while out food shopping. He told me that Jase was in chile with his wife sister and that he would be home in a cpl weeks. We both bitched about how we are stuck here in cold newfie land while he was enjoying the hot sun. We said our goodbyes and i never thought no more of them.
That evening the earthquake hit. I called mom and asked if anyone had talked to my Aunt and Uncle. NO, she didn’t even know Jason was down there. I instantly thought back to when the Haiti quake hit and ppl where wondering about their families. *sighs* Didn’t think i would be wondering.
So I signed into facebook and seen on Gerry’s page that my Uncle had been talking to his son. They just had no idea how they were going to get him home.
Well in todays paper I found out. Thank fuck he is ok and that he is on his way home. If my nanny was alive she would kick his ass for this. She wouldn’t care that it was not his fault!!!
When he gets that shirt…I will get a pic of him in it and post it here. That child has a sick sense of humor… he gets that from my uncles side..lol.
Here is the article.
| Last updated at 1:48 AM on 02/03/10 |
Local man survives Chile quake, awaiting flight home 
SANTIAGO, CHILE
CORY HURLEY
The Western Star
You know how people say your life flashes before your eyes when you face a near-death experience? Jason Glode says it doesn’t.
The 28-year-old originally from Pasadena was vacationing in South America, which included his final destination of Santiago, Chile. For a few days prior to his return flight, which was supposed to be Sunday, he and a friend Marie George would cap off an “extremely good” trip with some sightseeing of the capital city and surrounding mountains.
The experienced traveler said he was always aware of the dangers of spending time in foreign countries, just mostly concerns of encounters with troubled locals. However, his perception of that changed significantly, when one of the largest earthquakes ever recorded occurred off the coast of Chile early Saturday morning.
Glode and George were jolted out of their sleep by an alarm shortly after 3:30 a.m. The hotel then shook violently as they took cover. Glode scrambled to get under a desk — which in hindsight he realizes would have meant little if the seven floors above came crashing down — and George, who is from Nova Scotia and currently attending school in St. John’s, went under a doorway — which she could barely maintain her balance with the movement.
“We never said much as the earthquake persisted,” Glode wrote in an email to The Western Star, while awaiting a flight in Santiago Monday. “All I remember was hearing other people and the sound of the walls cracking and paint and concrete hitting the floor. All I remember thinking was what occurred in Haiti and, if this thing doesn’t stop soon, this hotel is coming down.”
Following the initial quake of 8.8 on the moment magnitude scale, they left the room and sat outside with sirens and alarms wailing away in the darkness. Knowing minimal Spanish, finding any information was difficult.
“It was so surreal, we could just sit there and thank f**k we survived,” Glode said.
After an hour or so, emergency officials told them to return to their hotels and they reluctantly returned to their rooms — which had sustained cracks across the roof and down the walls and concrete lay on the floor. The remainder of a restless night was filled with aftershocks and thoughts of evacuation.
“It was weird, you could feel the earth moving through your bed …,” he said. “It had us on pins and needles.”
Flights were grounded due to the damage at the airport and, as of Monday, it had yet to re-open. Glode and George took to surveying the area.
“Damage was confined to certain areas,” Glode, the district ecosystem manager with the Department of Natural Resources, said. “We saw many old churches and museums severely crumbled, windows in sky rises had fallen to the ground, and numerous cracks on major buildings which lead to believe they were just hanging on.”
When aftershocks continued (there were two more Monday morning) and doubt of the stability of the structure persisted, they left their hotel to find more secure accommodations. With all the chaos, that proved difficult, but not impossible.
“As it stands now, most of Santiago is getting back to normal I guess,” Glode said. “But, most things are still closed and damage is still being cleaned up, and everyone is on edge because of the aftershocks.
“We never did go for help or check the embassy. Once family was notified we were fine, we just went with the flow and took it as a change of plans and rolled with it.”
He said his views on travel haven’t changed and he understands the unpredictability and rarity of natural disasters.
“I just have to get the shirt, I survived an 8.8 in Santiago, Chile,” he said. |
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14 Gold!!!! Gold in Hockey!!!!!!
Written on February 28th, 2010
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 Yip, i am pretty hyped up!!! 14 metals for the first time on Canadian soil. They did it. The game was intense. I txt’ed Jonathan for the first two goals that canada got but when the US scored their first, I gave up. I am very superstitious and didn’t want to fool it up. LOL.
24 secs left to the 3rd period. 2-1 for Canada. I was so convinced we had it. Then the US score. I almost fell over.  2-2.
It went into overtime. I sat there, like the rest of Canada, I assume, in silence. And in grand style Sidney Crosby put us all out of our misery and scored the goal that gave us the GOLD!!!!!!
Yip, Canada’s time to shine… 
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Go Canada, *speaks softly* NOW KICK SOME AMERICAN ASS!!!!
Written on February 27th, 2010
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hehe. So close last night. Almost didn’t make it…whew. *wipes forehead*
I grabbed this pray off a friend on facebook. I thought it appropriate.
Our Father, who art in GM Place, hockey be thy name, thy will be done, GOLD to be WON on ICE as well as IN THE STANDS. Give us this day, our hockey sticks and forgive us our penalties, as we forgive those who crosscheck against us. Lead us not into elimination but deliver us to victory, in the name of the fans, CANADA …………and the HOLY PUCK. AMEN
I would also like to welcome, Jonathan, my special man to KCL. Glad you joined. Now all you have to do is start writing and making friends! 
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I’m Gonna Land My Ass in Jail…
Written on February 24th, 2010
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…if I keep this shit up. I have an expired license. No big deal right? righhhhht….
So I managed to slip by with the skin of my teeth today; as well as march 09.
March 09– Jonathan and I were traveling back from St. John’s. He is alseep and I am at the wheel. It was getting late and I wanted home. I was speeding. I am not making excuses but his FJ don’t feel like it is going THAT fast. So I bank a corner doing 180 km the speed is 100 km. I see the cheeries. FUCK.
I have 0- lil time to wake johnny and tell him my license is expired. Yip. I may be the dominant personality in our relationship but there are times when i haul my horses in fast because I don’t want him mad or upset at me. This was one of those times.
The RCMP officer says that he clocked me doing 150 but got so excited when i lit his radar up like a christmas tree that he knocked the cord out.
OMFG…did you just tell me you have no evidence?!?!?!?!? All of a sudden I knew I only had one problem. Who I was. The expired license was not the only issue. I just knew that i couldn’t have those po po know who I was.
When he asked for my license I told him I didn’t have it on me. He asked my name and I told him my sisters. I was so nervous I forgot how to spell her last name. BUT IT WORKED!!! They let me go. Have a nice day, mrs. Sheila. I was floored and extremely excited that it worked!!!
Fast forward to today. I had an emergency at the shop where I needed to rush home and grab some ointment. I was in and out the door in a flash. I ALWAYS wear my belt. Today I was in such a rush I flicked it over my shoulder and never clicked it. I drive out west st( two lanes one way, so I was trapped) and a cop jumps in front of me. I almost shit myself and almost hit her. Stupid young cop. Anyhow, she looks at me and says, “do you have your seatbelt on ma’am?” I want to get nasty but I hold back. Acting stupid will get me nowhere. I ALWAYS get more with sugar than with vinegar. So I say, ” No officer, No excuse, just forgot.” So she asks me to pull over to the side.
Well wtf should i do now. LOL. Oh right. I am Sheila…. *grins*
“Hello ma’am. How are you today?”
*grinning* “Wellll seems ya asked misses, pretty shitty now.
She chuckled. Bingo. I just establish her trust. “I am on my way back to the shop, got a customer waiting on me. Will this take long?
“No ma’am, only as long as it takes me to fill out the ticket, would you like to use my cell?” LMFAO!
“uhm, naw, thats fine, you shouldn’t be long.
She leaves and goes to her car. I figure…man, no way this can work twice. NO FUCKING WAY! I am too unlucky!
I look in my rear view and see her approaching with a yellow slip. YAAAAHOOOOO
Ok, so Sheila loses two points cause her older sister forgets to click seatbelts. I owe 80 bucks to the nl gov. *rolls eyes* I have no intention on telling her about this. She would beat the shit clean outta me.
Gotta get that ticket paid ASAP!
Oh yeh, and renew my license. i will add that to my to my to do list.
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Ok, At Times; I Like Facebook
Written on February 22nd, 2010
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When I was first introduced to journalspace; it was through Ashleysky. ( his JS id) I remember him telling me that I would have to write in order to make friends there. He thought that would be a problem!!!! LMAO. It was one of the best things he ever did for me. He opened my world to so many life journeys, to friends, to lovers…
I have grown since we all met. I like to think many of my friends here have had a part in that. I look forward to continuing my journey.
Today I awoke and made my morning tea. Slowly dragged my ass up over the stairs to the bright light of my computer screen. I logged on to facebook. I had a new friends request there. Name sounds familiar. can’t place it though. HUM? So I took a look.
I couldn’t get into this person’s profile AT ALL. Ok. So I next checked what friends we had in common. Maggs. OK this person HAS to be someone to me. Only, Maggie, so far. So I figured I would add her and if she ended up being some stalking nut I would warn maggs and delete here.
I go in and just peep quickly at the profile page. Nothing. I look to the reletionship status. I see a name. A name I have wanted to see for a good while. A person I have wondered about as he is a friend and this would be his family. Naw, I thought. My buddy would never have facebook. LOL. His wife, yes. So I hit his name.
Shit…looks like him. Perhaps it was. I had to send an email.
It sorta went like this…
Raven,
If this is you, then add me motherfucker!!! If not, I am truly sorry blah blah some shit…
So I couldn’t let it rest. There has been a significant change to their lives and I am TRULY excited for them. So I had to go back to the wife’s page to make sure. I looked at her status message. I thought. Fuck, that is her. That is something she would say. She is like me. Says EXACTLY what is on her mind. I applaud her. She do not fear failure. I love that about her. I remember her writing very clearly. I liked how she wrote. It always made me chuckle…or get fuming mad at someone…lol, but either way..i was feeling something!
I go further down the page and there is Simon!!!!! I had the biggest smile. I had no bloody idea Simon was on facebook. I read the comments on her page and it brought back old memories…lol. Funny ones now.
They are very talented writers and I miss reading them. I miss sending emails to raven. I miss being their friend and knowing how they are doing. There were times we didn’t hear from them for weeks and I would wonder if they were ok.
Shit, I shoulda known better.
They are looking for some of their old friends. Like Fb.
So I sign on here this morning. *its been about a week* And Melody is back!!! I like how we are slowly coming back to kcl.
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Fakeburnette’s jewelry showed up the other day. Colin, my neighbour, had it for a day or so. The mail man dropped it on my doorstep and he seen it and thought someone may take it and brought it inside.
OMFG…so beautiful…
I am making an attempt at selling it in my shop. I would LOVE to convince her to do matching sets for the owners and dogs. Pray it takes off for her.
I should conduct a survey on that. Hum.
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On another note. Jonathan is submitting some of my photos for a charity auction. At first I had mixed feelings about it for i do not think I my photos are near good enough for ppl to purchase. I sorta almost feel like I am ripping them off. lol. But it feels great knowing he thinks my photos that good!!! So I figured why not? I would like to work on a cpl for the auction specifically. I really don’t care if anyone buys them…I care that he thinks they would!
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I really wanna smack Jamie in the pie hole. He is the most undependable person I know. Today he was supposed to watch our kids for me while I worked. He is supposed to be here in 20 mins. I wake to the house phone ringing. It is his mother telling me to bring the kids up to her house cause her son is sick. He is barfing and all that wonderful stuff.
My response… “oh well. Tell Jamie he is an asshole that isn’t dependable. But he expects me to help him out with his probation officer. Ya right, i’ll help him.” She went on to try and confront me. TRY. “are you saying he isn’t sick?” OF course that is what I am fucking saying!!!!
I hung up. I am feeling like a fool. He is making me look this way because I give him break after break but he do not seem to buck up. I am getting sick of trying to be his friend for the benefit of the kids. He is basically another kid for me. It is more work to have him around than NOT have him around.
ok, time to get off this computer and start my day. I get jack shit time to read. It is sorta pissing me off. I shall take 1.5 hours tonight to read.
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