First Christmas

Sorry this is not some warm, melt your heart story about Christ first appearing on this planet. This is about the first family Christmas we here in cold Saskatchewan had today with my parents because some babies in sunny bc didn't want to travel to snowy Saskatchewan to be with their parents at Christmas so they stole mine for the holidays, making us left here to have our Christmas early. This whole last sentence should be read with a slight whine in your voice and a small sneer on your upper lip on the right side. Go ahead read it again and I will wait. Done? Good, then here is the rest. My parents are going to spend Christmas in BC this year with what has become the majority of the family. If we take Abe ( he is closer to Saskatoon then Victoria) then we are in a deadlock. So today we had Christmas with them here and on Monday they fly to BC. Chris and I talked about it on the way home and it didn't seem much like Christmas. Mom and Dad handed out their gifts and we gave them ours, but other than the turkey dinner it was lacking somehow. We didn't play balderdash, we didn't play steal the present game and we didn't play Knipsdash. But the biggest thing I think was that there were only 21 people in total in the hall. How I would love it if just once more we could all be together for Christmas. All my brothers and sisters, their kids and their kids. Someone with better math skills can add that up and let me know how many people that is, but I am not doing it tonight. I somehow don't think it will ever happen again. We have become so big that we will never be able to get that many people together again on the same day. It was still good. I got to show off only one of my grandson's, I ate to much and drank to much coffee. I also heard a really good Christmas joke that I will share here someday soon. I got to visit with some of my younger nephews and neices, which is scary in a way cause that means I am just getting older. If all this meandering doesn't make a lot of sense, you should see all these thoughts in my head, all trying to get out with the intention of being put down on paper, so to speak, and they all want to be first, cause they know that if they are not near the front I will forget some of the last ones and they will never get out. Forever to roam aimlessly in the caverns of my mind and blocked from ever escaping by songs like, All for the love of Sunshine by Hank Williams Jr or any number of songs that pop into the forefront of my mind simply by mentioning a word or phrase. See now I don't know where I was anymore, even though at the start of this blog I had it all nicely laid out in my mind. Oh well. To all the family that I won't see this Christmas I pray that you will have a truly wonderful time. I pray that you will all be safe in your travels. To those like Mel way down there in the States who is sharing her first Christmas with her new hubby Peter and his family a special blessing on you. I pray that you will have a joyous time and really become a member of that family. And don't miss your Mom and Dad to much. And to all you thieving family down on the island, enjoy your Christmas very much. I hope you all eat to much and put on at least 5lbs over the holidays. I got to go to bed. goodnight

old or sleepy

See i am so tired I forgot what i was going to say, so i jsut rambled. Some one help... Why does my messenger keep coming on line after I click on the offline tab. huhdsssssssssssssssssssssssssjjjj that last i just dosed off. I am toatally serious. help

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Here it is, what to some of you might still be early, which to me is late, and I am on my computer. I am starting to become like Trav. Never time to publish, just go to people's sites and comment. Just spent an evening with my grandson Noah and his mother. What a delightful kid. He is a little bit afraid of my dog. He loves to be chased and he gets this wild eyed look and he trys to run away. He has only been walking for a month so his fast is still quite slow. But what he lacks in speed he makes up for in effort. As soon as he reaches a safe zone (his mother) he turns and looks at you as if to say, "see you missed" I love spending time with my grandchildren, but I ,,,aw to heck with it. I am going to bed. I just misspelled thre words in the last sentendce. I am gonig to bed.

Things that amaze & things that #!!!%&****

Today I saw something that I don't see very often but it has always amazed me. When I see it, its kind of like seeing a really good card trick and going "how did he or she do that!!!!!!" I had to go to the grocery store to buy coffee and stuff for the lunchroom. When I had unloaded my stuff into my car a older guy walked up to me and asked if he could buy my cart cause he didn't have a looney, just a dollar. I was mesmerized. He could have taken my cart and not given me my dollar in change and I probably would not have noticed. For hanging off his bottom lip was a rolly. For those of you uninitiated, that is a hand rolled cigarette. It was stuck to his lower lip, still smoldering, like it was crazy glued on there. He could talk normally, you know, open his mouth fully while forming words, and that sucker just stayed right there, as if it had always been there. I wanted him to keep talking cause I wanted to see it bob along on his lip, but I was totally flabergasted and couldn't thing of anything to say. Besides, I guess it might have been rude to just stare at it, like you might if he had a melanoma on his lip, like that teacher in the movie "Uncle Buck". What a great show. The thing was kind of ugly and brown, just like that melanoma, but I digress. Through all the years that I was a slave to that ugly weed I could never get a cigarette to hang on my lip like that. Ahhh missed oppurtunities.
The thing that choked today was not something that I rarely see, in fact I see it to often. It was one of these 4 X4 trucks, with the real nice paint job, fancy chrome wheels and those (bleeped out) lights in the bumper of the truck that are usually brighter than any other hi-beam lights on any other vehicle. By far most of these vehicles will never see any off road conditions or rougher terrain than a grid road, so what is the reason for putting these bright lights on a vehicle. And trucks are not the only ones with these lights. I see lots of small cars, usually in the sporty class with these mini suns stuck in the bumper. If you meet one of these vehicles on the highway and give them a quick blink with the hi-beams, they then get indignant and turn ther hi-beams on and leave them on. Now it is like driving directly into the sun and all you can do is squint into that glare and pray that you are not in their lane. Why would car makers put these lights on cars. These aren't rally cars that drive through the desert at night. These are cars that are never driven anywhere but on asphalt for goodness sake. I just really hate those lights.
Anyway those are just a couple of things that occupied my mind today. But the most important was that my grandson Noah is coming here from Winnipeg tomorrow and I along with his grandmother get to see him first cause I get to pick him up at the airport. I haven't seen him since thanksgiving and I really miss him. He started walking at 9 months and is now 10 and Jonathan told me last night that the boy is almost running already. He looks so much like his father that it's almost eerie. When I look at him it is like turning back the clock almost 30 years. This is going to be one of my best Christmas' ever. Mike is coming home from BC and that means my whole family will be here. I have a great family and this is going to be just great.

A little power run amok

My father is almost 80. He has parkinson's disease and has had for about 15 years. My parents were just in Grand Prairie to see my little brother and his family. My brother drove them to Edmonton and they flew to Saskatoon from there. When they were going to board in Edmonton, my father, who also uses a walker when there is room to use it, was asked by security if they could look at his cane. It was handmade by his great uncle, and looks handmade. The young security guard asked if it came apart, was told no, and then proceeded to try and twist it apart. During this ordeal he was also told to hand over his walker so they could look at it. The youngster was very adamant about getting into my fathers cane, and asked my dad if it had a rod inside or a pipe. When told that he didn't know, the kid told my dad that he would just have to break the cane so he could examine the inside and make sure that this 80 year old man was not smuggling drugs from the drug metropolis of Edmonton, or maybe he had a sword built into it so he could take over the plane. What is wrong with some people. Maybe he was bored and hadn't been able to push anybody around for a few hours. I mean, how many suspicious looking characters fly from Edmonton to Saskatoon aboard a local West jet flight. Are all people who use canes and walkers now going to be accosted by overzealous security people. Some people just need to be taken out behind the barn and slapped really hard until they get it. They really aren't that powerful or important. My father with his fantastic attitude only saw that this whole act was just a little silly. The rest of us, me included would file a formal complaint and have this kids plastic badge.
Maybe I could learn something from this, I don't know though. I would have felt injured. I would have felt that I deserved better treatment than this. I should be treated with respect. I hate when I am taught a lesson right in the middle of feeling indignant about how badly I was mistreated. Oh wait, it wasn't even against me. And yea, the kid did carried away with his power a bit, especially considering who he was interrogating. Oh crap, this didn't turn out at all how I wanted it to. I wanted to continue to stand on my soap box and shout this injustice to the world until I got enough encouragement from all of you that I should do something about this. I should on behalf of my father file a formal complaint and take it as far as need be. BUT I WOULD GET AN APOLOGY!!!And then I would feel soooo good. I had overcome the system. The little guy had fought big business and won. Not only big business, but the government. All of a sudden I would have the power, I was now the big guy and nobody would push me around........oops. I think I just saw what a little power could do in the wrong hands.