Delusional

Last night I sat down to watch the best and worst of Canadian Idol. This was a show where they show some of Canada's "talent" that tried out for Canadian Idol. Now, as my husband is well aware, I cannot sing. Well, I can sing the first line to many songs and commercials but that's about it. (and as my girlfriends know, anyone can sing Chilliwack's My Girl) That doesn't stop me from singing to the radio or cd in the privacy of my home and van. Why would people put themselves through the embarrassment of singing very poorly on national TV and in front of a panel of judges? At least the judges told them, and often not very nicely..like "dogs barking sound better than your singing", that they couldn't sing. No one needs to tell me, I'll stick with rockin in my van with windows closed.

Lucky Stone

One thing about working a Friday night in an emergency room is that it is very rarely dull. Last night one of our "regulars" came in. Usually he's pretty content after we give him a sandwich and some juice. Sometimes he leaves after he's consumed his sandwich in the waiting room and sometimes he actually sticks around to see the doctor. Last night he stuffed his sandwich and juice in his back pack (which also contained a functioning walkman which had beach boy music playing...) and wanted to see the doctor. While waiting in his exam room, he came out and started giving each of the staff a "lucky stone", one of those colored glass beads used for decorating. He told us not to let anyone else touch it and it would bring us luck. Some of the staff didn't want to keep theirs. I kept my stone, not as a lucky charm but as a nice reminder of my blessings.

Easy Bake...My Foot

Well, on a very rainy day and with no after supper plans, my 8 year old daughter convinced me to pull out the easy bake oven and make a cake. There is nothing easy about 2 tablespoons of cakemix and even less water to try to make a cake with a lightbulb. I leave more batter in the bowl when making a real cake. It needed to bake longer but we were unable to push it back in due to it's height. So, she took it with it's icing over to a neighbors to "eat", raw middle and all. Now, doesn't that sound delicious!

I'm a Blogger!

Well, after viewing blogs for awhile and being the wife of a blogger...I thought maybe I should have my own spot to "talk" to no one in particular. And much to my husband's surprise, I did this without one phone call to him for help!
So, now life will take on a new view as I find things to blog about! Oh...the possibilites!