Generation Gap??

I had a reality check yesterday that is still blowing my mind. "Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore."

Once again I was an unwilling rider of our local transit system, seated in front of what I would identify as a 16 year old girl.

Firstly, it was that she was talking so loudly on her cell phone that drew me into her conversation. Then the subject matter had me enthralled and disgusted simultaneously.

The "young lady" was discussing her sex life with the caller on the other end, clearly and without and discretion, identifying that she didn't consider herself a slut, because she had only been with 9 people and that there were surely other friends their age who had championed that number. She went on to note that none of the people she had been with had been enjoyable as they were all too tall for her, and she was unable to kiss them while getting her freak on.

At first I thought that this was all just for show, amusement for the bored and interested, also riding the bus that day. But as the conversation continued it was clear that she just had absolutely no regard for who might be overhearing the details of her sordid affairs.

By the time she got to "wanting to run away to prove to herself that her parents loved her and how she hated it when her mother was nice to her" I was about to turn around, snatch her phone from her and try to identify her parents in the address list to update them on this child who was desperate for attention. Thankfully, the next stop was mine, and I decided it was better not to cause a scene.

I found this whole experience very alarming. At 16 I was not talking about having been with 9 partners, infact I hadn't been with any at that point. And had I have been, I would have had enough respect for myself to not disclose it to anyone within ear shot.

So now I'm wondering if I'm just old... or if this just isn't normal??It's only been 14 years since I was 16 but I'll tell you, if this girl is any indication of what 16 year old girls are commonly up to these days, I may just stick with raising dogs.

I thought we didn't start noticing generation gaps until we were seniors??

A Surprise No More...

~Surprise, surprise!! Finally gave Ajay his birthday gift, Play Station 2 and a couple of games. It was great, he was super excited about the whole thing, and it was very satisfying to see that beautiful smile of his. I also enjoyed learning to play the games... especially the ass-kicking fight games, like Tekken 4.


~So now we're in search of someone to modify the system to play burned games, as well as finding second hand games to play to build our collection. Suggestions for games that utilize the higher functionality of the brain, like trivia or mind benders, are readily welcomed!

~I've got a couple of weeks with the system to myself to learn how to play well enough to give Ajay a challenge once in a while, as he'll be super busy finishing the last module of his MBA. Check out his complete resume on his site, as I'm looking to relocate him to Halifax as soon as possible ;)

~Thanks for making the trip Ajay, I hope it was worth that bus ride from hell. xoxox

Poor, Sickly Dumas

~Been sick all week, so nothing worth commenting on, that wouldn't turn your stomach. :)




~Two more sleeps till poor, poor Ajay has to get on the bus to come and see Marsh and I!! Can't wait to see him, it's been 3 weeks already... feels like 2 months.

Old Ladies Night

We had our first, of what I hope are many, Old Ladies Night, this past Friday evening. The event consisted of potluck goodness, a chick flick and stories from the past that would make anyone blush.

Shaniqua and I arrived late, which we've been doing together for the past ten years! Shaniqua has never, ever been on time! But it's ok, I think the rest of our friends have come to realize that if Shaniqua is in tow, that we're destined to be late. The event was hosted at Willamenias place in Clayton Park, plenty of room, plenty of free parking. The attendees included; Calista, Willamenia, Saunita, Savage, Shaniqua and I. Four of us having been having these get togethers for years, the difference now is that we don't come arm loads full with booze! Hence 'The Old Ladies Night'.

You'd swear that we were bringing food for twenty people... we all stuffed ourselves and then threw our bloated bodies down on top of the sofas and watched Diary of a Mad Black Woman. Funny, funny stuff... but not much in the way of a story line.

The night ended around 11:30ish... lol... 11:30?? We used to stay out till all of the bars closed, including the after parties with the staff. We'd get in around 7-8am, hell some days I'd have to work on Saturday morning at 8:30am. These days however, we've all got husbands, boyfriends, kids or pets that draw us home at more reasonable hours.

Thank god for that. :)

n.b. names have been changed for their protection ;)

Happy Bithday To Ajay!!!

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Ajayyyyyy, happy birthday to you."

I hope your day today is filled with happiness and goodtimes baby... and less hangover ;)

Cab Drivers...What The Hell?!?

Honestly... I don't know which situation I loathe more, Mr. Chatty-Cathy, or Mr. Rip-You-Off.

Mr. Chatty-Cathy, chauffeured me from my office to another today for a meeting. He took the longest route possible as soon as he heard that this would be a charge as opposed to cash. Along our scenic downtown tour I got to hear all about how the newspapers are ruining our lives. The pinnacle of which was how it is ruining amateur sport. Apparently by highlighting sports players to the "hero" status we are actually discouraging our children and youth from any kind of participation in sport because they feel like they will never measure up. What The Hell?!

Mr. Rip-You-Off, is my new 'friend' in Saint John. This guy loves taking insane routes throughout the city because he knows I'm not from there. And there is always inconsistency in his charge. It's one thing that Saint John is so small that their cabs don't use meters, they use zones, but it's quite another when their drivers are shady. What The Hell?!

These are just two more incentives for getting my own car! No more bullshit from cab drivers. Who cares what your view point is on politics, the weather, the influence of the newspapers on amateur sport. And even worse, who do you think you are, stealing, for lack of a better word, from me.

Did I mention the bus ride I had yesterday in the 30C heat, seated next to 3 teenaged boys who haven't experienced the benefits of deodorant?

I swear, the change jar is back into effect today... and the deposits will go to our joint account, where I'm least likely to spend from.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life, as the owner of a car!

"Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word"

Open mouth, insert foot.

Ever wish you just kept things to yourself? "Sometimes," as my mother so kindly tells me, "it's better to say nothing at all." My fear is that if I clam up on everything that I'll get to the point where I never say anything until it builds up and it's too late, I'll explode. Don't they say the key to every relationship is communication? Maybe I'm just an inept communicator?

I feel like I have a new testimonial, "Hello, I'm 30 years old and I still don't understand men." Do you think that there's a 12 step program for that? :)

To Tell Or Not To Tell

~Have you ever felt as though you had bought the "perfect gift" for someone, and then had to wait to give it to them? Some people have said that I am the best gift giver, because I can find something for someone that suits them or the situation so well that they may not have even thought of it as something they might ever want, but after receiving it can't imagine being without it. Sounds like I'm tooting my own horn here, but really, what that does is put a lot of pressure on me whenever there's a need for a gift. Secretly I love the challenge :)

~I went out and got Ajay's birthday gift last night. It was not what I had intended to buy, infact it's much better! I think that I was really lucky to find what I did, and offer much thanks to Shaniqua for the use of her membership card which allowed me access to the store. I had consulted a few people on this gift before making my purchase so, many thanks to all of you aswell.

~I don't think that this gift is the "perfect gift" for Ajay, but I am certain that he will at the very least, sport a nice smile when he opens it. I think that he may have to wait for Diwali or Christmas for the perfect gift.

~I love giving gifts, love seeing the joy it brings to people to know not only that they've been thought of, but that someone took the time to carefully consider what gift is most suited to them. The trouble is... it's killing me to wait and give it to him! I won't see Ajay again for two weeks, even though his birthday is on August 11th. I honestly don't know if I can hold out from telling him... maybe I should move it to another room, or my parents place to try and forget about it? lol, in the past I have been known to give Christmas gifts a week early because I was so excited. That is one of the main reasons that I leave my shopping as late as I can. Some people assume that everyone who is out last minute shopping is desperate, or willing to get "whatever" because the season is upon them. Now you know there is another breed among the deer in the headlights shoppers you see on December 24th in the malls.

~Should I tell him what it is, or wait for him to open it?

How Do YOU Save $$?

~Saving money has never been my strong suit... I have no problem getting my bills paid mind you, just issues with saving for tomorrow so to speak. Keeping it in a bank account and out of my purse is useless as my debit card is my best friend. I've tried keeping a change jar, including $1 and $2 coins which does add up quickly, but I eventually deposit it to my bank account and start the spending all over again. Is it me, or is there always something to spend money on? For instance that $200 I spent on an airconditioner last month... the house was averaging 95F daily, how could I avoid buying one in that kind of situation?

I need to buy a car... and it seems like I am actually getting further from that reality than closer.

If you've got some suggestions on how to save money, I'd love to hear them!

Thanks, Dumas

Extra Loooong Weekends Are For Lovers

~The worst part of a long distance relationship, I think, is having to leave them once your visit is over. For me, there's no worse feeling than watching him walk away. Bloody depressing it is. But you know, there is something to be said for long distance relationships and having that excited feeling whenever you're together. There's always newness, always something to be shared, and if you use your imagination - everything else is heightented too. ;)

~Just spent an extra long weekend with Ajay, helping him move. Had a great time, and love the new place. Can't believe that I was subjected to manual labour though!!! lol - if only there were pictures! Alas we were far too busy hightailing it out of Dardan Street and away from psycho Dom, aka landlord from hell to be worried about taking pictures. And by the time we got finished with the move we were dead tired... I think we'll only managed about two drinks each before we passed out. However we did uphold my family's tradition of dirty bird for dinner on moving day, something my body paid me back for for the next two days!

~I didn't even mind the 5.5 hour bus ride this time, on the way there I was so excited to see Ajay as it had already been a month, and on the way home again, I was so overtired that most of the ride I didn't even realize where I was.

~One of the best moments of the entire weekend was when we were packing his things and he showed me a packaged mint from the first time we went to dinner at Vito's. I thought that was such a sweet thing, especially for a man to do. I love that side of him, ever thoughtful, ever caring, and without question, ever loving.

~Second to that moment that I hope I remember always, was when my mom picked me up. She brought Marshall with her, who looked a little dazed when they began walking in my direction, until he was about 20 feet away and he recognized me. That was it! He bolted, dragging mom behind him, across the parking lot and gave me the wettest kisses I've ever had. It was such a great moment. I love having that kind of connection with my dog.