Can You Hear Me Now?

I’ve seen so many of these “day in the life” entries with pictures and I always wanted to do one too, when I got myself a digital camera. So it could be “today” and not “a couple weeks ago, I hope I can remember…”.

So here it goes. LOTS of photos and videos to follow!!

I woke up just before 9:00 a.m. to my phone ringing.

Imagine that phone ringing.

It was AH. “Were you asleep?” “Yes. What’s up?” “Oh… I’m trying to paint my car (he got a little scratch on it the other day). I can’t remember the paint ratio. I thought there might be something on the internet…”

Okay, here’s the thing. AH and I have a balanced relationship in that he helps me out by driving me places, taking me to the bank, dropping movies off for me to watch, and stuff like that, and I help him out with anything that has to do with being good at English. I even make the odd phone call on his behalf, because “you always know what to say”.

I told him to give me a minute and hung up. To be honest, my alarm was set to go off in two minutes anyway because I needed to get up and give myself plenty of time to get ready for a baby shower I was going to. So his wake-up call wasn’t too much of an inconvenience.

I then spent the next 20 minutes on the internet and on the phone with him trying to find the information he wanted.

Help me Google , help help me Google!

I didn’t have much luck, but hopefully he’ll have a flashback and remember that he painted his entire car himself in the first place and should know. “The shop isn’t open today so I can’t ask them.” Yes, I know. Not EVERYONE works 7 days a week.

After that I crawled back into bed for a few minutes, because my body was resisting the rush to “get up and go” I had just forced upon it. So I went back to bed to do the slooowly getting up and stretching routine I usually do. (Yes, I will go back to bed just to get up again properly. Do not judge). While in bed, my kitties joined me to hang out as usual, and I was lucky enough to catch this:

This is the sort of cuteness you can capture when your camera never leaves your hand! (please ignore me and my bedhead in the mirror).

I finally got up and made my way to the kitchen to make a latte.

And I don’t know what went wrong! I had opened a new container of Rice Dream, maybe that was the problem. Bad batch or something? Because I got NO FOAM and the first container I had been using this past week foamed up like mad, it was beautiful. Anyway, I ended up with this:

Which tasted fine, but… you know. Foam. When I was trying to foam the milk, my machine sounded like a cow dying. Maybe I have already broken the machine?

So I had to try again. Cleaned everything, and started over.

Much better.

I sipped my latte while surfing the net and catching up on a few blogs

This is how I know everything that needs to be known by mankind. Who needs “How Stuff Works” or Google News when you’ve got Perez to dish out the real important stuff?

Next up I showered and dressed and got ready to go out for a few hours. The only part of that you get to see is my skin care routine:

Pretty simple stuff.

I can’t forget the gifts:

The bottle of wine is for the Hostess, not the mom-to-be!

Or the food:

At 12:30 I had my coat and shoes on and started waiting for my Access ride. I kept an eye out for the car at my patio windows,

This snow is why Access is so late these days

While Pita kept an eye out for him through my bedroom window:

At 12:49ish I was on my way. The Access driver wouldn’t let me take a picture of him or his van, the party pooper. So I took some out my window.

Wow, a clear road… from traffic wearing it down, or a snow plough? You decide.

Welcome to Alberta!

We stopped to pick up a woman from Church first, then I was dropped off.

How many baby showers have you been to at a bar? Hehe.

Christine (who owns the Pub with her hubby) was going to host it at her house, but decided at the last minute to switch it to the Pub because it’s bigger. And closed on Sundays, so it would be private. Dez, a long-time waitress at the Pub, is the one having the baby.

NOT your typical Mother.

I had to get a picture of Dez’s boots. Again, not your typical Mother.

How many baby showers have you been to with live music? The Pub’s main bartender, Jen, on the right, sings some tunes. I don’t know the guys she was playing with.

Christine signs the card on my behalf, after I attempted my left-handed signature.

Present opening time!

The main gift that we all pitched in for was a bassinet. No picture because she was too close to me to get a good one.

The shower went until 4:00, and of course my ride was late picking me up, but by 4:30 I was on my way home. I was in the back seat this time.

Friday’s paper was still in the back. If I was Anna Nicole, I’d be mighty upset to see my name anywhere near a picture of Karla Homolka.

When I got home, I adjusted my camera back to a normal setting after having it on a non-conspicuous “available light” setting in the cab. As I passed the “self-portrait” setting, I wondered, how does this work?

Then I grabbed a bottle of water from my stash

I prefer room temperature water these days

and headed into my office to check messages and emails. I wish I could play you the message that was in my voice mail, but since it involves full names and a phone number I cannot. Anyway, it was that Brenda lady, calling me because “my phone has been cut off, my utilities, everything… I’m just using this phone I have use of on the weekends… I need the phone number for AISH, I can’t find it anywhere. When you get home can you call me with it? This number is 543… no, 435-6759*… no, 435-6597… no, wait a minute… oh, it’s 543-6597… no, wait, 9767? Oh wait, hang on… okay, it’s 543-6759. Yes, 453-uh, 543-6749. 59. 543-6759. Thanks”.

*All numbers have been changed!

I am a mean and horrible person, because I didn’t call her back right away. I decided to work on transferring pictures and uploading video and writing this entry for awhile. It’s not like she can call AISH on a Sunday, anyway. Then I forgot, because I received a phone call from a woman who has a mobile pet grooming business, and yakked with her forever. I helped this woman with her business plan 7 years ago. She’s doing great, but she doesn’t do anything with cats. I need someone to come over and help me clip their claws… I just can’t do it on my own with only one strong hand, and I’m getting a little tired of this:

Leave them at home alone as kittens for 9 weeks while you are in the hospital, and any chance of training them NOT to do this is shot. And no, I will not get them de-clawed, never ever ever ever.

She said she’d call around and see if she can find someone who works with cats, and she also might hire me to do her bookkeeping from now on.

I also want to get soft paws, but I’ll need help putting those on as well. So having someone I can call that is good with the whole pet-grooming thing would be good.

I worked on this here entry until almost 7:00. Then I decided I needed to eat something. It was going to be pretty simple, because that’s how I roll most of the time. Lucky for me, mom came by yesterday and left this in my fridge:

Beef, vegetables and mashed potatoes… yum!

I heated up my Shepherd’s pie and watched Love Monkey. I love that show. When that was over, I came back in here and finished this up.

Which is where I am at now. This took me forever!! At 10:00 I’ll be watching Desperate Housewives, and then I’ll be heading here:

Thanks for hanging out with me today. Good night!