Panic is starting to set in.

We are putting an offer in tonight.

Are we really going to be able to do this?

Are we getting in over our heads?

Are we going to fall on our faces?

Are we going to lose our house?

Is there really a market out there.

Are we going to regret it?

Do we have what it takes?

Oh my nerves.
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What's up

I'm not much of a blogger, but I'm trying to get better because I think at some point in the near future, blogging is going to be condusive to earning money.

Well, not really, but in this day and age of social media and the internet it couldn't hurt the prospect of getting customers. Right?

Why will I need customers, you ask?

Some people know already. But I'm now putting it out into the blogosphere.

My husband and I are looking to buy a campground.

The plan is to run a campground for 6 months and then vacation for 6 months down south.

The 6 month vacation isn't going to start for a few years yet. We have to wait until the kids are all done school, and wait until we have built up a campground to the point where there is enough money to actually do that.

So, we are looking at lands now.

Just thought I would put that out there, in case I need to find some suckers errr customers that like camping.

Wish us good luck. We will know within a couple of months.
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Oh so very blah

I have the blahs today.

I don't feel like doing anything. My usual internet haunts are not interesting to me today.

Everything is broke.

The radio keeps cutting in and out. Blackberry internet keeps cutting in and out. Work internet is just out.

We've been looking at business opportunities and people won't call us back, or they make excuses, or they just plain old go on vacation and don't tell us. That is a freaking piss off, let me tell you. I'm trying to spend a couple hundred K, and I can't get a freaking phone call.

Blah.
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I am geek, hear me roar.

I'm doing a little happy dance.

I finally figured out how to post pics from my phone to twitter.

Now I just need to figure out how to post them here.

I love my phone, but I'm not thrilled with Telus. They have the MMS feature blocked, so you can only email pics. BOO!

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Testing pics again

Our pleco is about 8 inches long.
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Downtown Halifax...

Is freaking nuts. Holy cow. The snow is not cleaned very well, which leaves some of the side roads barely two lanes.

We got stuck in a little traffic jam because someone wanted to turn left into a driveway that was blocked by a car behind me, but I couldn't go anywhere because there was a car parked on the side of the road and another car coming towards me, leaving me nowhere to go. Finally the left turner realized what was going on and drove straight.

Anyway. Daughter is at Park Lane again this afternoon for Junior Achievement, and I wasn't about to spend another two hours in the hell hole called Park Lane.

What an awful mall it is. Do you know, there is not one store there that sells magazines. The last time I thought I would hit the coffee shop and peruse a magazine, while I waited for her. That plan was soon foiled. If it was timed right I could have gone to a movie, but that wasn't going to happen either. So I spent the two hours walking aimlessly in the halls of doom and gloom.

This time I thought I would drop the girls off and hit a real mall. Problem was I didn't know where any of them were in relation to where I was. So I drove aimlessly until I arrived here. Another vacant mall. I'm not too far now from Bayers lake, but by the time I get out there. Find a parking spot, I'd have to turn around again and go pick the girls up. I think I will avoid the hassle and go back to Park Lane, grab a coffee and surf the net from the palm of my hand.

Oh wait. I don't have any cash. I'm not even going to bother looking for an RBC bank machine. I'll pay the extra fees and use the TD machine that's right here.

Wish me luck on my trek back to Park Lane.

I can't wait to get back to Dartmouth.
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hice hice baby

Holy cow that was a lot ice to scrape. We had yet another snow storm yesterday. Not that I'm complaining. Cha-ching.

About 4:30 it turned to freezing rain. THAT. I'm complaining about. Yuck. What a mess. I got home from work last night about 5:30 and left my car. Over the next couple of hours it was sort of a snow freezing rain mix. Hind sight, of course is 20/20. I should have gone out and cleaned the gook off my car last night. I had an inch of ice on my car this morning.

It's only 9 am and I need a nap.

/whine
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Groundhog day

Groundhog day.

Just a quick note to say that Shubeacadie Sam saw his shadow this morning, so 6 more weeks of winter.

The farmers almanac also said there was going to be three major storms in February.

That's fine by me. As long as the temperature stays in the single minuses, which is what snow usually means, then have at it. Plus it's good on the pocket book too.
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Expect the worst...

So here I sit at work. Twiddling my thumbs, errr curve. We are so excruciatingly slow these days. I'm dreaming of camping days, and with reserve campground owner days. Luc is so gung ho about this. But I'm thinking this might not happen this year.

Expect the worst and then be surprised with the good news.

Well, that, and the prospect scares the bejezus out of me. This is one huge leap. HUGE.

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I'm posting from...

My new Blackberry Curve. Just thought I would take a moment to check out blogger from here.

Once Upon a Blog

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Blog Candy

Chelle is giving away some blog candy to celebrate 1500 hits. Awesome job Chelle.

Here's her blog. http://talesfromthecraftcave.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-whats-on-my-desk.html

No More Tim Horton bitching

I won't be able to bitch about what a horrid place that particular Tim Horton's is to work at.

Court's probations was up last night and they let her go. Oh well. She is thrilled, she hated working there anyway, and was looking for something else.

Over the three months that she was there the only thing that they brought to her attention was that she was putting too many shift requests in the book. ie, she wasn't flexible enough.

Which is really interesting considering that Tim Horton's corporate policy is flexible scheduling.

See here.. http://www.timhortons.com/en/join/team-2.html The perks of the job...

*Flexible schedules
*Convenient locations
*Competitive wages
*Free uniforms*
*Advancement opportunities*
*Comprehensive training
*Incentive and recognition programs*
*Health and dental benefits*
*Tim Hortons scholarship program
*Community involvement

Onward and upward!

Cora's was a huge disappointment

I can't get over how BAD Cora's was today. Horrendous comes to mind.

A rep came into work last week offering free lunch's for their Burnside location. I usually really like Cora's food, so I thought this was the cat's meow. Oh how I was so wrong. So very wrong.

I've been to the Cora's in Burnside before and we had a great time and the food was fantastic.

To make a long story short, we waited 10 minutes to get seated. The place although empty looked like it hadn't been cleaned all morning of dishes. The hostess had to clean a table for us to sit at. It was probably another 10 minutes before our orders were taken.

There was a couple of guys that came in at the same time we did. They were served and left before we even got our food.

When we finally did get it, mine was burnt and dried out from sitting under the heat lamp for so long. Luc's steak was tough as leather.

Overall a bad experience, and I won't be going back anytime soon for lunch.

I want to invent something.

Nah, not really. Although I would like to come up with some crafty idea for a tech recharger holder somethin’ or other.

I don’t know about anyone else, but I have recharging cords all over the place. We have cell phones, palm pilots, mp3 players, GPS’s, blue tooth headsets. And all of these gadgets have cords to recharge the batteries. They are in the kitchen. They are in the bedrooms. They are in the living room, the rec room. And when you want to clean up one of these rooms and make it look at least somewhat presentable when you have company coming, or you just can’t stand the sight of clutter, they invariably get lost because everyone decides they have a different place to put these cords.

I was thinking of something kind of boxy with a hole in it. The hole of course is for the cord for the power bar (Yes, one more cord). Each of the gadget plugs would be inside the pretty box, plugged into the power bar. When you need to plug something in, everything’s right there waiting for you. Everything is mostly out of sight, and if for whatever reason, you do need to get rid of the “box” it is self contained, and would hide away in a closet, under a bed or whatever.

A fabric covered shoe box, would probably fit the bill.

So, I wonder, if you had a need for something like that, what would you like to see?

Pineapple Shit

As stolen from Mikipedia from twitter.

8 pieces of white bread
4 eggs
1 stick butter
1.5 cups sugar
1 large can crushed pineapple
1 tsp vanilla extract

Leave bread out for a couple hours to get kind of hard. Then break it into bite size pieces. Put in large bowl and add full can of crushed pineapple (including the syrup). Mix with eggs, sugar and vanilla. Scoop into baking dish. Cut stick of butter into slices. Push slices of butter into the mixture so they melt in the oven. Bake at 350 for 1 hour or until the top starts to brown. Yummy!

Elvis should have been a dentist

HA HA. OH MY. I had to take Pat to the dentist tonight for a filling.

He's pulling an Elvis. You know. The Elvis lip. But 10 times worse. It's like botox on one half of his face. Too funny.

Now, I'm not laughing at him. I seriously am laughing with him. I tried to explain to him why, but between the bouts of belly wrenching, tear rolling laughing, he didn't believe me.

I tried to take a picture, but he wouldn't let me. *kids*

I love Elvis, by the way. *sigh*

I remember getting a filling once, and having to take the bus home after. You get a little kick out of one half of your face not functioning the way it's supposed to. So, it makes you smile. Only when you smile you are more aware of the fact that one half of your face is frozen. You think "hmm. I must look pretty funny smiling with one half of my face and the other half not moving" Which makes you smile even more. Which sets off a catastrophic chain of events which of course, results in belly wrenching, tear rolling laughter.

But what's even funnier is that he missed a school dance tonight. And I did feel bad that he missed the dance because of this appointment. We were on the way home long before the dance was over, and long before he was pulling an Elvis, and I said I would drop him off at the dance if he wanted to go. He declined. In my fit of laughter, Pat promptly brought up that I suggested he go to the dance. Of course. More laughter ensued.

I guess I'm done this post. Survivor is on. 8-)

Carrie Underwood

We went to the Carrie Underwood concert last night. She is very good in concert. She seems pretty genuine too when she talks. Nice girl.

I have to say, I did get a kick out of her wardrobe changes and her mic changes. Yep. She changed the sparklies on her mic, and I thought it was cool. LOL.

Here are a couple of pictures.

This is Little Big Town. They were great. There are four singers, and their harmonies are awesome. Just the voices, and guitars. Great Great Great. A couple of their songs are Boondocks, Good as Gone, and they sang with sugarland and some other dude, LOL, on Life in a Northern Town.

So now some Carrie.

This was costume #1, with a pretty sparkly pink mic. HA. She brought this little girl up on stage to help her sing All American Girl. It was her 4th birthday yesterday.

Costume #2. I was thinking. She might have come out of the stage with that dress on, but there is no way in hell she's getting back down there with that dress on.

And of course, she didn't.

The dress was literally ripped away to reveal this little number.

This was the next one.

Who is Camilla?

So I had a dream last night I wanted to share.

I was walking through a grocery store and a lady hmmm, no girl. Lady just seems older than she looked. This girl introduced herself as Camilla. She was very petite. She was black, but her skin was very light. And her complexion was flawless. She had a round face. Her hair was tied back in braids. Very pretty.

Apparently we went to high school together. (No, I never went to high school with a Camilla).

Her attire? It was unremarkable for the most part. I think a jacket. But I did focus on her feet. She was wearing one cowboy boot, and one hiking boot. I did notice that the cowboy boot was very worn.

Camilla came into the grocery store with a couple of people. I'm a little hazy now. I seem to remember one. She had some sort of disability. Learning maybe. Blonde. Shoulder length hair. Glasses. She kept asking me where I lived. I told her the sub division and she picked a street where someone lived. "No". "Do you live on M Drive where Kanye lives?" (Where in the hell did that come from?), "No, I live close on C. Drive"

So that was my dream.

Can you say brat?

Here is a text message from Monday.

Court: Umm Yeah? Your going to drive me to soccer at 8 right.

Me: Yes, but I will be cranky if you make me sit outside and watch.

Court: You have to sit outside and watch. And you have to like it.

Me: But… But… But…

Court: You can bring sweaters and blankets and a campfire if you wish.

Me: Yes. A campfire. That’s it. I will build a campfire, then police will come and put me in the nice warm jail.

Court: Sweet. I’ll talk them into letting me drive the stang home.

Me: Hmpf. I get sent to jail, and all you care about is driving the stang. Some daughter you are.

Court: I know right. :-)