Hmmm, I don't have too much to say these days. My head is clogged with a cold. All stuffed up, can't breathe with dry mouth. The good about being sick is that it's only time when it's truly ok to be laying around the house and (if your lucky enough) have someone take care of you. Bringing you hot water with lemon and honey. Serving chicken noodle soup and vitmen C pills. Laying around the house in pajamas, slippers and the most comfy blanket. Now I just need to find a sugar daddy and and pretend I'm sick all the time...lol

I finally figured out how to post pics. I am a little stunned some of the time. I thank my mom for that gene too...lol Here's me lookin stunned!

Back to the grinde today. It was a long day. One thing I hate about my job. It's when I have to repeat myself. Pet peeve I have. I suppose I could talk louder and open my mouth when I speak but that seems like a lot of work. And I'm not interested...lol.

My mother told something this evening that REALLY annoyed me. It really is something that I shouldn't think twice about but it's makes me crazy. You see I have a couple sisters that live far away and are jealous of me and apparently can't stop talking about me. There was a bit of an episode in the summer. But, ummmm, GET OVER IT!! Why are they jealous? I think mostly it's my good looks. Who knows really nor do I care. Can't they accept that I'm perfect?...lol Can't they accept that I don't take shit? Can't they accept who I am? Can't they accept that I have an education? Seems they are not over the episode. Explains why I never recieved a call or anything from my sister 41teen. I usually get atleast an e-card. Brings me to "Why the heck would my mother tell me that?". Oh well movin on...

I have sisters here that matter. Not all blood but they are here. T, C and BFF, loves these girls and their families. They are where I go when I need support. They are my family. I have recently extended my family to couple more Ts. Lucky girls!

I seem to be coming down with something today. So I'm drinking lots of juice and heading to bed early.

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So the weekend is over. It was a good weekend. Friday I got some rest and prepped for last night. Last I went out with friends and had some drinks and did some dancing. Fun times!!

So today I just stayed at home and did some thinking. Lots of thinking. Probably too much. Over this past summer I had quiet an adventure. Not a fun one though. So I spent most of the day wishing that "adventure" had turned out different. I spent an hour on the phone with my BFF discussing it. She made me realize some really important things. I was very close to going back to a situation that isn't good for me. For some reason I wanted to go back and try to relive the "adventure". Instead I have decided to cut all ties connected to the "adventure" and delete any remnants. That was really hard to do. I don't really know why it was so hard because it is best for me and my sanity. Damn alcohol! So fun at the time of consumption but the next day sucks. Hung over and depressed!

I love my BFF. She is one smart cookie. Thank goodness for her!!

So after a day of mostly rest and relaxation that leaves Monday for house cleaning. Why must we have to do this chore? I suppose because then we would end up living in messy grossness. Can't someone else do it?? I suppose they could but then I would have to pay them. I can't afford to pay them. I could do their make up and make em pretty. I don't imagine anyone is up for that. So that leaves me to do my own house cleaning. Damn!!

I best go for now. The season premiere of Desperate Housevives is on soon.

Boy, I lead an exciting life.

TGIF!!

I don't really know what I have to be excited about. I have to work tomorrow at 730am. What happened to Monday to Friday, 9-5?? I somehow got suckered into Tuesday to Saturday, 730-330. I work in the customer service field. I talk to people all day on the phone. Why do they need me on the weekend? Don't people lives pause at 330pm on Friday and continue at 730am on Monday. I know that I don't bug people on the weekend....hehe.

So here I sit on a Friday night writing in my blog. I still really don't know what I'm going to write about. Wait!! I never filled you on my birthday presents...

- Cell phone from my Dad
- My friend C made me a bracelet and necklace, also gave me a pair of earrings and a huge bottle of my most favorite perfume. Victoria's Secret "Strawberries and Champagne"
- My BFF gave me gift certficate to my favorite make up store, MAC.
- Money from my mommy.

I think I got a good haul. I'm happy. Loves the perfume and always, always loves to get make up. I guess my Friday wasn't that bad I spent the gift certificate from MAC. So I have more goods to make me pretty for tomorrow's adventure.

I have a confession. I have this guilty pleasure. I think many of us have this pleasure but don't like to admit it. Why do I think many of us have this guilty pleasure? I believe this to be true because my guilty pleasure makes millions. Millions that could be shared with us..lol. This pleasure is Justin Timberlake. Yes, I have his new album and I love it!! Some might say I'm too old for JT. That's too bad. He's bringing "Sexyback" and I think it's hot.

What? Who wrote that? Not true!!

Day 2

So I'm back. Don't have a lot to say today. It' my birthday. I'm officially 27!! I'm ok with this birthday. 26 was hard, really hard. I don't normally say I'm a day older than I am. Not a year older until the day (did that make any sense?). This year, I've been saying that I'm 27 for a few months already. I guess I have accepted that I'm getting old.

I didn't do anything special today. I just worked and grocery shopped. Last night, my 2 closest friends took me for dinner. It was lovely!! The servers even sang "Happy birthday" all loud and obnoxious like. Great food. Not great on the hips, stomach or face though. On Saturday a whole bundle of my friends and I are going out to party. We'll be getting down with our bad selves dancing and such. Good times!

So I sit here and try to rememeber my most memorable birthdays.

3rd - I have a vivid memory of marching into the kitchen and saying "I'm three today" all proud and excited. Could be a dream though.

7th - Went to my first birthday party a McDs. Had been to many other birthday parties at McDs for other kids. This was my first!! Loved it, ofcourse. I remember that the only friend I invited that wasn't family didn't come. Ummm, I think she was my only friend. Looking back I think this friendship was one sided.

12th - My two best friends threw me a mini surprise party in the basement of my house. It was cool. We had C&C Music Factory cranked with confetti and cake. Good times.

15th - Here, at this stage in life I had become friends with a girl who shared the day with me. A friend of ours threw us a party in his field. My first birthday party held in a field.....woo hooo!! You can imagine what happened. Kids ranging from 15-19, drunk and silly.

16th - I have no idea! Got my license to drive is all.

17th - The new girl in town threw me a party at her grandparents. Pool table and beer. What more could we ask for? We decided to leave this party and crash another. The party we crashed was hosted by the same friend that hosted my 15th birthday party. I was asked to leave. I was crushed. Oh well, movin on...

18th - Sweet!! Now I was legal to drink and smoke. The things that were important to us at 18. My boyfriend at the time threw my a keg party. Charged everyone 10 bucks for a night of super fun times. I don't remember much about that party except that there was a lot of beer left.

19th - I had suffered a huge loss this year. One my closest friends at the time threw me a party in his field. It was cold and rained all night. We still were up until dawn shivering and slurring our words.

23rd - My boyfriend at the time made a fantastic dinner and surprised me with this beautiful couch I had been pining for. Amazing day!! Looking back, wasn't that great. He was cheating on me. Again, movin on...

24th - My first birthday in four years that I'm single. Partied in my home town on Friday and at a bar in the city Saturday. One of my best birthdays ever!! Nothing significant happened but it was the best.

26th - This one was so memorable. I cannot remember a damn thing about it. Nothing. Squat! Zip! Was I at work?? I have no idea!!

My plans are to make this one memorable too. Who knows what could possibly happen on Saturday. Lots of dancing I presume. I guess we'll see.

Here I am. Going to give this blog thing a try. People say writing is good therapy. Do I ever need therepy!!! I am not sure what to write about, but I'm sure things will come as I go. I've done it all AND seen it all. Yeah right, who am I kidding. No one has.

I suppose I could talk about the time I fell off the stage during the grade six Christmas concert. How about when I had my first cigarette. Or last week when I was in Wal-mart. It was busier than Boxing day and they were short staffed. Many, many things come to mind.

I am a bit of a princess. Some call me a "Drama Queen". I've earned the names. I am proud of my independence that allows me to be a princess. I'm a sensitive and emotional person. Some just refer to it as "DQ". My BFF (best friend forever) tells me I'm strong. Been through a lot of things but I don't know that I'm strong. In smell maybe. I am a bit of a perfume junkie. Loves the stuff!!

I was gifted with the "DQ" gene from my mother. As I get older, I notice myself slowly turning into my mother. YIKES!! She is one of a kind, maybe. She is the classic 1960s narcissistic mom. Don't get me wrong, I love her to pieces. She just has a few flaws. I'm sure all of our mothers do.

I was going to stop here. I think I will continue to tell things about myself. So that you know a little bit about "Crazy D".

I'm 27, single and have a million siblings. No children, but I want some soon. I need a BF first and I need to be actively seeking for a BF before having a BF...lol. I live by myself in the city in western Canada. I grew up on an acreage but I have turned into the "City girl" that we made fun of while growing up. I have had a few relationships over the years, but I'll get into that later on.

Sibs. Well I actually have 7 sisters and 3 brothers. I am only close with one sister. I'll call her T. I admire her immensely. 4 children and a wonderful husband. In my books, "the perfect wife/mom". She works hard. The rest of my sisters are too far out there for me. They live lives that I'm not interested in being a part of. One is crazy. One is selfish and toxic. One is addicted to something at all times, whether it be booze, drugs, church or working out. One is 41 and stuck in a teenager's life. There's one that I'm not real sure what she does, but she's around. Lastly, one passed away when I was 14 from breast cancer. She was only 32, days away from her 33rd birthday.

Bros. I have 3. One I haven't seen in 4 years whom I love to pieces and miss him a lot. Again, he lives a life I'm not interested in living. One is....I really have no idea. The last is addicted to some sort of street drug. I'm not real familar with them all. I just know it's something and it's not good.

So yes, I do come from the classic text book of "dysfunctional family". T and I have managed to escape but sometimes it is easy to get sucked back. For me anyway, I don't speak for T.

Work...ewww, I'd like to avoid that topic for now.

I guess I'll end with that. Just a warm up.



PS. Tomorrow is my birthday. I'm still 26.