<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687</id><updated>2011-11-25T18:16:33.559-05:00</updated><category term='poo'/><category term='poop'/><category term='cats'/><category term='dog'/><category term='pee'/><category term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Nettie's Day Almost Everyday</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-1632327079768954377</id><published>2011-01-13T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:56:36.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is time</title><content type='html'>Time for a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please follow me this is going to be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_2051534010"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mommymatter.com/"&gt;http://www.mommymatter.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is now where I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really this will be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-1632327079768954377?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1632327079768954377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1632327079768954377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1632327079768954377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-time.html' title='It is time'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-9043206347058155789</id><published>2011-01-12T14:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:47:58.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When Elena &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Desserich&lt;/span&gt; was six years old, she was diagnosed with brain  cancer. Before her death in 2007, she hid hundreds of little love notes  for her parents to find in their house after her death. Elena was given  135 days to live, but lived 255 days before passing in 2007. That’s when  Elena’s parents, Brooke and Keith, started finding the notes between  books on bookshelves, inside compact disc cases, and in backpacks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; What an incredible gift this was for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Desserichs&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t you  love to leave a gift like that for the people who you care about?  According to the National Safety Council, almost 2,500,000 Americans die  every year. Almost 40% of those deaths are unexpected. This means that  about 2,600 Americans woke up this morning and felt they had a long time  to live, but they are no longer with us. I know, I know, this post  seems to be taking an even uglier turn, but stay with me a minute.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; There’s nothing that can ease the pain of losing a loved one. But  imagine the comfort and the peace that words from you will give them  when you are no longer around to let them know how much you care, how  much you admire them, or how much you are grateful for something they  have done for you. The best part is that your death &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t have to be  imminent for you to embark on this adventure! See, I told you this would  get better.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Make a list of all the people you love the most. I would start  with family and very close friends, and then get started. You can always  add others to your list later.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Think of the most important message is that you can give to each  one on your list. You know the people on your list, so take the time to  really think about them and what their interests are and what motivates  them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Decide on your medium. What is the best way that you can convey  their special message that you thought about for number 2. Will you  write a letter, a handmade card, or get creative and make them a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; with  a note inside the case? Scrapbooks and memory books are also great  pieces for grandparents, parents, children or dear friends. Treasure  hunt notes are perfect for the young or a significant other. And a  donation to their favorite charity along with a letter to them is always  great too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Write down your ideas as you are progressing, chances are you will  think of more projects/notes and more people with whom you would like  to share your gratitude, memories and love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The greatest bonus is seeing the joy on their faces when you share  your thoughts, wishes and gifts with them. The next best bonus is that  your idea(s) will catch on and your recipients will steal your idea and  start leaving notes behind for their families and friends. They might  ask for your advise and give you some ideas that you can use in the  future, write those down!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t wait for a diagnosis to leave notes behind, start your writing  and creating now while you have a chance to reap the joy reward. Elena  was only six, but was able to grasp the importance of letting people  know what they meant to her. A huge fringe benefit is that you will be  practicing your writing while sharing your love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this today when on-line and just wanted to share - very touching sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-9043206347058155789?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9043206347058155789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-elena-desserich-was-six-years-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/9043206347058155789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/9043206347058155789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-elena-desserich-was-six-years-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4215422368812782116</id><published>2011-01-11T15:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:05:38.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignored</title><content type='html'>You are so right, I have ignored you all, and I am here to try, try, try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all.  Isn't that terrible, but hey better late then never, right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donkey and I, of course, went to Florida.  We had a wonderful time, I mean really wonderful.  We did Disney hardcore, awesome, recommend to anyone.  But don't take the kids, no I mean it, there is just so much a little person can take and Disney is too much for the little ones.  We will wait until the grand babies are older for sure and then we might not be too selfish and take them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida is wonderful and if you ever have the opportunity to go you should.  And I strongly recommend doing the drive, so much to see.  You can't read a book driving to Florida, you would be wasting the sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was just the two of us and that is how we brought in the New Year too, was great.  Had some good times together, and I think we are lucky that way.  When I talk to friends and family and they laugh at us for wanting these precious times together and alone, I wonder what is wrong with them that they wouldn't want to spend time alone as a couple.  We are best friends by the way and for a reason, at least that is why I married him, because he is my best friend.  I know yuck!  And that is what he will say too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are getting back to it, and that is yuck.  Back to the grind of work and the reality of being over for another year.  Nope I am lying, we are already talking about next year and what we want to do and see.  Aren't we lucky!  Damn straight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we are planning Christmas dinner with the kids, who I would like to note have not responded about attending.  And if any of you are reading this and don't respond to me by Friday, well it is off.  I won't be cooking a turkey for you and if you show up you can piss off.  I am feeling a little taken advantage of or under appreciated is maybe the word.  I am your mother by the way, how about a little respect.  Oh how about a Merry Christmas, Happy New Year or here is the really good one, thanks mom for the Christmas gift.  I gave you life the last time I looked and life is short, and you will miss me when I am gone!  You don't have to like me and I sure as hell don't have to like you or your choices, you are adults after all.  But pretty shitty when you can't call, email or send a damn card.  No I am not bitter, disappointed would be the emotion I feel the strongest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I got that off my shoulders, whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes I am cooking a turkey this weekend with all the fixings and doing a few new recipes, well I hope to anyways.  Have them all set out and ready to go, really hope to not screw them up.  Thought I would give Donkey the whole turkey cooking ritual off, he gets so stressed.  He isn't as organized as I am in the kitchen.  He definitely can cook better than me, but once upon a time I did do all the cooking, I want to experience it again and see what I remember.  You are duly warned, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my postings go, I really am going to try harder and set aside a bit of time each day to blow off my emotional steam and share my boring life with all those interested in reading about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses everyone and talk to you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4215422368812782116?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4215422368812782116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/01/ignored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4215422368812782116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4215422368812782116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/01/ignored.html' title='Ignored'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2228198277514814059</id><published>2010-12-09T11:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T12:26:51.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone want a cold, really can't seem to shake this one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry to hear all of you that have been dumped on recently with so much snow!  No I'm not, you keep it!  But could live without all this cold, it is snappy out there today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for Christmas, cards are sent, gifts are wrapped and I am ready to go.  One more week, will be thinking of you all left behind in the snow and cold.  Well I haven't packed, will do that this weekend probably, then I have lots of time to unpack and re-pack, that is what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was able to get Donkeys sound system all set-up finally, didn't realize how much we missed good quality sound when watching television.  I think we have been spoiled in the past and just couldn't go any longer, you can't blame us with all the amazing deals going on with electronics this holiday shopping season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I went out to finish Christmas shopping yesterday, busy busy, and people are so grumpy.  I think I say this every year regarding how miserable people are during the holidays, they would run you over in a heart beat for a parking spot, crazy.  Always joke about the date being changed for Christmas, really people it is the same date every year, plan ahead!&lt;br /&gt;New for us this year is Donkey and I not going out on one day and doing all the shopping together, he has lucked out this year, he won't know what everyone is receiving either this year, where all his hard earned money has gone.  That will teach him for playing too much hockey!  I am kidding, I don't mind the hockey playing, I get peace and quiet and keep my house tidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's American boyfriend had a terrible winter driving experience yesterday during the storm in Barrie, we told him not to go to the city.  Today they are getting snow tires and a winter maintenance done on his poor southern car. &lt;br /&gt;And with the bad driving conditions, my oldest son and his new car were unfortunate and his beautiful new car is in for body repairs, thank goodness he wasn't hurt, but I bet shook-up and pissed off.  Why can't other drives share the road and be respectful of each others space, slow down people, you will get there.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I am not doing the winter drive this year, I go days without leaving my peaceful little village and don't mind one bit, this is what retirement is meant to be, stay at home warm and cozy and watch the snow fall.  Oh and go south at first chance!  Did I tell you - one more week!!!  Sorry am I rubbing it in?  Yes, yes I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go and get my little grand daughter today from nursery school, going to be a cold walk, thank goodness it is only up the road.  And I would like to add that since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bootcamp&lt;/span&gt;, they are doing great, things did stick.  Kids were over for dessert last night, and really can see a change, the little cuties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here listening to Christmas music and watching the little munch-kin eat her purple sandwich, don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should really go and finish some laundry and then settle in with my book and a nice hot chocolate, with that I am off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy a Happy Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2228198277514814059?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2228198277514814059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/12/anyone-want-cold-really-cant-seem-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2228198277514814059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2228198277514814059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/12/anyone-want-cold-really-cant-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5073885002507014978</id><published>2010-12-07T15:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T15:39:16.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have An Excuse</title><content type='html'>I am sick!  Sick with a cold, thanks to whomever gave it to me, hope you are feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow all this snow, okay we don't have much, but some have a whole winters worth already.  By the way, keep it!  My little village seems to be missing the storms going around us, and that is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all moved!  Last of the stuff is out of my house and into theirs, my house is nice and quiet again.  Maybe too quiet because we do miss them, but not too far to go and visit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be long now and we are off on holidays, please be hot!  Taking computer with me, not all of us get time off for good behavior some of us have to work a bit.  Not all fun and games in Florida, but if I am a good girl and work hard I am going to see a lot of Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am probably repeating myself lately but too bad, I am sick and my head is full of whatever this nasty stuff is that keeps leaking out of my face.  That is gross, sorry, but this is what is happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really don't have anything else going on, been in bed for a couple of days, today is first day back to the computer and really hasn't been a very productive day either.  Snow is falling and it is very cold.  Went and got gas for the snow blower, which I don't use, so Donkey can blow the drive instead of shoveling.  I would rather shovel, but with this head cold of mine I would probably freeze my face off, again because of the stuff leaking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to leave you with that picture, have a Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5073885002507014978?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5073885002507014978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-excuse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5073885002507014978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5073885002507014978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-excuse.html' title='I Have An Excuse'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2910613198230276627</id><published>2010-12-02T14:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:42:40.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Done!</title><content type='html'>Well they are moving, I am going to get my house back to normal again.  Family is all sleeping in there own place tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else upset about the amount of snow falling today?!  Makes me cold just looking at that nasty white stuff.  All of you that love it, please come and get it off my yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was cooking away today in my not too old crock pot, browning some meatballs, because it has the feature that you can use it on a burner or in the oven, pretty awesome, and it exploded across my kitchen.  Scared the crap out of me, I actually had thought it was my glass top on the stove exploding.  Only just bought it this past year from my old work.  Which I called and they are so awesome said no problem to return.  But thought I will call the company who makes first, of course it is made in China, shocked not really.  And they tell me they will get back to me in 1 to 2 business days, what?  I can't just get an answer right now?  Nope, they have to get back to me, whatever.  So I will just drive it into town and get my money back and purchase a different brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah the kids are moving into their own place, so happy for them all, will be good for them to have their own place.  Their own cute little bedrooms, really a nice little house for them.  And right to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grama&lt;/span&gt; and Papa, so we are always there for them, which is really super important to us both to be a part of their upbringing.  I love being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grama&lt;/span&gt;, wish I had of done it first.  I know that isn't possible but I can dream.  My daughter and her boyfriend are doing a good job of getting things all set-up and looking really nice.  Lots of work of course to get organized but it is a good opportunity for them all.  Can't wait for the little master to come in the mornings to get me for the walk to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Donkey is away all weekend at a hockey tournament up north, he is excited, actually I am too, I have some movie watching I really want to do and some much needed alone time coming to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I almost forgot.  So as you know kids are moving next door and we got possession of the house yesterday.  And the young couple that lived there we considered great neighbours and were always friendly with.  So instead of having to run around and get keys from lawyers we all agreed that they would bring us the keys and save us all the drive, awesome.  So he brings me the keys at around 3, okay not too bad, thought you were suppose to at 10 but that is okay.  Informs us that his wife and sister are just going to do some cleaning and they will be off.  Perfect, great that they are going to clean.  Yeah right!  So 7:30, they finally are leaving, were suppose to tell us that they were, didn't, and we watch them take out baskets of clothes, what!  Yeah they are over there doing laundry, and on my daughter's hydro at this point, rude!  Finally in we go to check everything out.  They have put junk at the end of the drive for garbage, knowing full well that our garbage people won't take that, leave crap upstairs in the attic, guess they didn't want and didn't inform us they were doing that.  Clean, yeah no!  Fridge/freezer is filthy, there is a slick of grease down the side of the wall from the stove, disgusting.  Kitchen floor is so dirty honestly not sure what colour it is suppose to be.  I think this is absolutely terrible of a couple that we thought would never do something like this, thought they were nice people, again I guess we are wrong.  So what were these two women doing in the house for 4 hours?  I am thinking avoiding the work at the house they are moving into personally because they sure as hell didn't do any cleaning in the one they just left.  The fridge door handle is so dirty it is gray not white, oh and the oven, doesn't look like it has ever been cleaned since purchasing, and they cooked in that, yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a happy note, they are sleeping in their new place tonight and I get mine back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really that is all I have got for today, but that is what twice this week, good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2910613198230276627?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2910613198230276627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/12/almost-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2910613198230276627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2910613198230276627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/12/almost-done.html' title='Almost Done!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-8619260737405952994</id><published>2010-11-29T16:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:03:25.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you shocked?</title><content type='html'>Yes I am here and I am writing.  Can you believe that November is ending already and we are full swing into Christmas!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I were out this morning and everywhere you look it is Christmas!  How come the seasons seem to be getting closer and closer together.  Now I do realize that the Americans just had their big Thanksgiving Day celebration, which I understand is huge in the States, but I feel like one season just quickly slips into the other.  I have to rush to get down one set of decorations to get up the next ones.  Nope I am kidding, we aren't putting up Christmas decorations this year.  With the timing of holidays and our return there really isn't any point of decorating.  We did last year and it was a lot of work for us to not actually be at home to enjoy, so why bother.  Call me scrooge if you must but I am not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; and their mom move on Wednesday!  My daughter's boyfriend arrived today to help with the big move, we get the keys on Wednesday and they can begin the process of their new home.  And I get mine back to myself, well Donkey will still be here but he follows the routine pretty good.  He should after all these years.  Fingers crossed things will get back to the way they were around here, I don't know what I was thinking, volunteering for this this time around.  Someone kick me please.  And if I do it again please just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is out for the evening, having a nice quiet time, well until Donkey gets home that is.  Have to cook dinner for him I guess.  But he really is easy to please in the kitchen as far as food goes and for those that know me that is a good thing, I hate cooking.  And I am not very good at it either, that is what take-out is for if you ask me.  Would much rather eat out everyday than try and figure out what to make and then clean up and all the nonsense that goes with a meal at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have got a good head start on Christmas shopping this year, which really isn't like us at all.  We are those people who go out the last possible minute and do it all at once.  Come home wrap it, put it under the tree and that is that.  With the way are this year I have been doing a bit here and there, nothing is wrapped, and of course there is no tree to go under, but feel we are ahead of it.  Have parcels to ship that are just waiting to go to the post, and this weekend I am getting all the Christmas cards ready to post.  Love doing cards!  I send and receive cards to friends and family that I haven't seen in almost twenty years.  It seems to be the one and only time we catch-up with what is happening in our worlds, and when friends have stopped sending they are sadly missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really not a lot going on here on a Monday afternoon, just waiting on Donkey to get home, have some dinner, he will watch some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and I will read and then bed.  With the days getting shorter, well they actually aren't just the daylight is, it seems the days go by really quickly and before you know it it is time for bed.  And I do love my bed!  Get all snuggled into my nice blankets for winter cold, wish I could just hibernate and wake up when it is warm again and skip winter all together.  Not the holiday part, you can wake me for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my friends that is that for a Monday, hope you have all had a happy day, and I might shock you and post again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-8619260737405952994?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8619260737405952994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-you-shocked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8619260737405952994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8619260737405952994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-you-shocked.html' title='Are you shocked?'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-457865636534594815</id><published>2010-11-26T16:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T17:08:12.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have you been?</title><content type='html'>Haven't I been saying I would make a better attempt to keep up on my blogging here.  Well obviously this has not happened.  Another week has gone by and this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retirement life is busy I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With having the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; and daughter here, there really isn't enough hours in the day.  Today I said I would put something up here, just so you know I am still alive and not ignoring you.  I am avoiding is more like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowing here, can you all say "Yuck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is less than a month away!  Another "Yuck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But holidays are very fast approaching, everyone say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are going to Disney, that's right you heard me, compliments of my daughter and her boyfriend, we are going to Disney for 7 days, poor Donkey.  We already have our Mickey ears, and looking forward to wearing them for those 7 days, pictures for sure to follow.  Well again if I can remember how I did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love holidays and love the heat, can't wait to get away for a well deserved rest.  Taking our time this time around on the drive and do a bit more of the sites I think is the plan.  We will stretch our 2 day travel to maybe 3 or 4, no rush this year we have 3 weeks of holidays coming, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;luckey&lt;/span&gt; Donkey, and he deserves it.  Remember he does live with me, so he really deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter and the kids move this coming week, I think my little dog is looking forward to having peace and quiet again.  Only see my cat at night, well we see her, she is just a blur of fur.  They have been traumatized to say the least.  Oh and to sleep past 5, can't wait for that first morning.  I maybe won't have to go to bed by 9 for a change, okay I probably will, but only because I like to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have heard from a few of you regarding my lack of posts, and I do apologize and I am not going to make false promises to you, I do try, just not hard enough I guess, but that is retirement for you.  Would think with winter upon us and the cold, I would have even more free time, well that just hasn't happened.  Probably because I am going to be bed at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is anyone making headway with Christmas shopping?  I have actually started a bit, and really we are doing the bulk when away, save the taxes.  Just hate what Christmas represents now a days to the kids, they just want more and more.  Remember the day you were very happy to get that one special toy, and the rest was maybe clothes and things for school.  Not anymore!  Everywhere you turn there is toys and advertisements for toys and I want this and I want that.  Donkey and I have been discussing in detail this year that we are just not going to do it.  A couple of those asked for toys and that is it.  Children are just missing the point of the meaning of Christmas now a days and it really is just too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really haven't much more to add today, Donkey is working in the basement this weekend, we broke down and bought a sump pump, yes there is still a flow of water in my basement.  So he is going to be busy, anyone want to help?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say 20 to 30 centimeters of snow coming our way, so maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grama&lt;/span&gt; is going to get herself a snowman on the front yard, can't wait.  Have new coat and boots to participate in that activity.  And some hot chocolate and baileys for after I have frozen off my ass in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you they are moving in a week.  Kidding, has been fun having the kids here, well when they are asleep.  Such angels when they are sleeping.  I remember mine sleeping, and they were angels too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go, it is pizza night, and somebody has to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend everyone, I will try to post next week more than once, fingers crossed.  With my fingers crossed though I can't type so I guess that won't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-457865636534594815?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/457865636534594815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/457865636534594815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/457865636534594815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where have you been?'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2333809537470310409</id><published>2010-11-11T09:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:51:38.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;It's                                  the Military, not the reporter who has given us                                  the freedom of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Press.                                  It's the Military, not the poet, who has given                                  us the freedom of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Speech.                                  It's the Military, not the politicians that                                  ensures our right to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Life,                                  Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness. It's the                                  Military who salutes The flag, who serves                                  beneath the flag, and whose coffin is draped                                  by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;The                                  flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you care to offer the smallest                                  token of recognition and appreciation                                  for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;The                                  Military, please pass this on and pray for our                                  men and women who have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Served                                  and are currently serving our country and pray                                  for those who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;                                  &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-size: 16pt;"&gt;ave                                  given the ultimate sacrifice for                                  freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2333809537470310409?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2333809537470310409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2333809537470310409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2333809537470310409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-245586868061287869</id><published>2010-11-05T13:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:47:09.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here will try again!</title><content type='html'>I really am not doing very well with this blogging thing, am I?  Too busy around here I think is the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is white crap falling from the sky today, has been since about 7 this morning, it can knock it off now.  Not pretty, not nice to be in, and really too damn cold for this wanna-be live in Hawaii person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where have I been, you might be asking!?  Have been here but been busy.  My daughter and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; are staying with us for the month, until they move into their new place, right here in my little village, will never be the same again.  No I am kidding, love having the kids here, well not when they are being demonic, which seems to be a bit more and more for one of them.  They are at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bootcamp&lt;/span&gt; presently - meaning I will whip their nasty little asses into shape.  Their mommy is going away for a bit and I am the boss, we shall see how this goes, I know one little princess that isn't going to like it.  This morning Papa (Donkey) got to see her at her worse, he was shocked to say the least, ended up going to work a bit early, wish he had of taken me with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you see me, I am sure I will be bald - will have pulled all my hair out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little master is enrolled in school, right across the road, seems to be liking it, at least he wants to go everyday, so that is a good thing.  And little miss princess has been going to nursery school, would love to say it is doing her good - but it isn't - she seems to get worse by the day.  Really doesn't get the concept of listening, asked this morning if possibly I am speaking in a language she just doesn't understand.  Her mom takes way too much of the mouth from the two of them, and I am forever telling her "they are 4 and 3, you are the one in charge not them".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now it is nice and quiet, one in school and one in bed, it is heavenly.  I shouldn't speak too quickly the one will be waking up shortly for round two.  Next movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fish died this week, one of my prize &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; fish, I say prize because they are so huge, I am talking you could cook these guys up and help world starvation.  I really don't know anything about fish and Donkey was good enough when I was off with my illness to get me a tank and fish to sit and enjoy, which I still do.  But I am now down to 3 fish, only one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; fish left, which I am sure he is happy about, more room for him.  I should probably clean out and disinfect, but as Donkey has pointed out to me it has been probably a year since we have taken it all apart and given a really good cleaning.  Fish tanks are a big job to clean by the way, all those rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my peace and quiet is about to end the demon is awake.  Sorry I haven't been keeping up, but I am sure you can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Weekend everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-245586868061287869?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/245586868061287869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-will-try-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/245586868061287869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/245586868061287869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-will-try-again.html' title='Here will try again!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6752196310206865168</id><published>2010-10-25T16:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T17:06:24.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Monday everyone!  The beginning of another week.  Happy 24th Birthday to my youngest!  Either she is getting old or I am getting older.  I think it is her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun the with grand babies being here, house is busy but I do enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a  batch of cornbread today, tastes pretty good if I do say so myself.  Something I have always said I would make, well today was the day.  Having the favorite birthday dinner tonight, wieners and beans with some toast, well I am having cornbread.  The little master says he isn't having any, but he never wants dinner, but wait till he sees there is cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really didn't do a whole lot on the weekend, Donkey and my daughter were moving and putting things in storage for a month and a bit and I looked after the kidlets.  Today went for a nice walk, can you believe this warm weather, beautiful day to be outside.  We all know what is around the corner, so was a nice chance to get in another nice day before the other comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had something exciting to rant about, but I think I am ranted out for a while, gets too emotional and my poor system just can't take anymore.  Have been working hard on-line, okay not really but I do put in the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really that is kind of it.  Dinner and cake soon, and then baths and bed.  My little grandson has school tomorrow so we won't be up late that is for sure, 5:30 comes pretty early around here let me tell you.  The little demons don't believe in sleeping in so we have all been going to bed at crazy early times, just so we can get some sleep in before they are up again.  Just over a month and life will be back to normal, fingers crossed, a piece of clover under my pillow and fairy dust in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in case I forget, my basement is leaking again, all the rain we have been having has sprung another leak down there somewhere.  Maybe we need the other to fall from the sky and help my basement from leaking, who knows, we keep patching and fixing and it just keeps coming, anyone want to come over for a swim!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a good night, not a bad tv night I don't think, I am sure I will be stuck watching hockey, thank goodness for a good book is what I always say.  Off I go for a nice glass of wine and finish cooking dinner for the don't want to eat eaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6752196310206865168?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6752196310206865168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-monday-everyone-beginning-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6752196310206865168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6752196310206865168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-monday-everyone-beginning-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5637974127087983532</id><published>2010-10-19T16:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:08:22.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know!</title><content type='html'>When I first started my ranting on here I was doing so well to do a post everyday, now I find it so hard to set aside some time just so I can put a little something on here.  And I apologize for my truancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall has really set in here in my little village, very pretty colors on the trees and the yards, most of the leaves are on the yards now.  Lots of wind, which is really helping with the raking.  Someone is going to have a real mess of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did my most favorite thing to do.  I re-arranged furniture!  I love moving furniture around and giving everything a good cleaning.  Makes a room feel all nice and new again, even though it is the same old furniture it feels all fresh.  And the dust bunnies run scared from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;swiffer&lt;/span&gt;.  Floors get a good polish and you hate to think of anyone who is going to sit in there and make a mess, talking about you Donkey.  I even did some decorating today.  A while back I had bought some of those word wall stencils, they look like you have painted sayings on the wall, and they turned out a lot better than I thought they were going to.  And now I am inspired to find a bunch more and do all kinds of them on the one wall.  If you see any (in black) grab them for me.  I have a picture frame that has all kinds of sayings carved into it and I think this one wall will really suit the same effect.  I know Donkey isn't going to agree, but he pretty much lets me have my way when it comes to decorating the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally got my new lights up in the kitchen, they look really nice and bring the new kitchen all together.  Well I should correct that, I still haven't purchased my cupboard doors, but I am picky and can't decide.  Wish I knew someone who could just make them, I know what I want but can't seem to find.  No we can if we want to pay a fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is good here and work continues on at its usual quiet pace, just about perfect for me.  I had my last wisdom tooth removed last week, they sent me to specialist to take it out, I guess it was sideways behind and under my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;molers&lt;/span&gt;, and it still hurts, thank goodness for pain pills.  Have been finding myself napping and in bed at 9 at night, crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the weekend we went to family and had a wonderful visit with all their kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;, love getting together and seeing everyone, we only see them about once a year if we are lucky.  So was really nice.  Can't get over how we are all aging, and the kids are growing so fast it is shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am off to the kitchen to figure out some dinner, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tilapia&lt;/span&gt; is on the menu tonight, my favorite fish to eat.  Just not sure what we are having with it at this point, hoping when I get into the kitchen I will be inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a great night, and I would like to say I will be back tomorrow but my record of postings is proving I am not as dedicated as I would like to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5637974127087983532?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5637974127087983532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5637974127087983532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5637974127087983532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know.html' title='I Know!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4230907494464667154</id><published>2010-10-13T17:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:06:11.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is already Wednesday and it is the 13th already of October.  The month is going by way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to have my final wisdom tooth removed, have to have done at a specialists, I guess it is a tricking one and they are going to put me out for it.  Donkey has booked the day off to be my driver and babysitter, the lucky boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little dog isn't feeling too well today.  Has been really slow moving around the house, his groomer came and picked him up for a hair cut and even she commented that he just isn't himself today.  He is 13 years old so he is maybe having an old man day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked a beautiful apple pie today, looking forward to it for dessert, might have it first and then have dinner.  Dinner is just some chicken and rice, oh and some nice fresh squash, love this time of year for all the readily available squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a big surprise for everyone, but I can't tell you yet.  Others have to be told first and then I can pass it on.  We think we are pleased but only time will tell.  And here we go again!  What are we thinking, only kidding, it was a choice that we thought will be good for everyone.  And really hope that everyone will be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is really fall like today, the warmth of the weekend isn't here at all now, and kind of raining or at least really trying to be rain, more of a mist.  And dark out.  Wish we didn't change the clocks and have to deal with the days seeming so short.  But I guess it is better than some provinces that it is dark or dusk for months on end.  That has got to be depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice visit yesterday with my Kitten, sat and caught up and drank too much coffee, guess what I was doing all night?  Coffee is so good going down, not so much when it wants back out all night long and you can't sleep.  But was still a nice visit and worth the lost sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is cute.  We have 5 mature trees in the front of our property and they lose a ton of leaves, of course.  Yesterday when I was pulling into the drive a couple of young boys were going by on bikes with rakes, I am thinking oh they are going to stop and ask to do the leaves, how much cash do I have on me.  Well the first boy didn't even slow down, the second as he is getting closer is slowing down and chime up "hey are you wanting to rake some leaves?", he looks at all the leaves, we presently don't have any grass and shakes his head "yeah no thanks, I don't think so".  Was really funny, because it hit me that this is our youth, yeah they will do the job if it really isn't that big or hard of a job, but if it looks to big or hard they don't want anything to do with it.  This is our future CEO's and we have created this lazy society of youths.  They don't have to work for anything in most cases because we give them anything and everything they could ever want.  And don't make them work for it.  I was guilty of it once upon a time with my own children, they did little chores and of course the older they got the more that was expected of them, but I sure wasn't ever handed money whenever I asked for it.  I had a part-time job at 12 and babysat as much as I was asked.  If I wanted the fancier clothes I earned the money to buy them, I wasn't taken to the mall and have it bought for me.  But I guess times have changed.  And maybe we are compensating for all those extra hours we work and are away from home and we feel the need to buy our children's love.  Just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is 6 and I am waiting on Donkey to call so I can throw the chicken in the oven and finish the fried rice for our dinner.  It is Survivor night and I really do try to see some of it before Donkey kicks me off of the tv and I have to go and watch tv in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my brother-in-law, good luck tomorrow buddy we will be thinking of you big time.  And sister-in-law you call if you need me, I owe you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4230907494464667154?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4230907494464667154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-believe-it-is-already-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4230907494464667154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4230907494464667154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-believe-it-is-already-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5063807710786692803</id><published>2010-10-11T14:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:38:22.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Is Over</title><content type='html'>Well that is the last long weekend of the year.  Hope everyone was able to spend some time with those that you love or at least can tolerate.  And had some good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is the next holiday we have, well unless of course you celebrate the American Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I am sure will go down in the history books, 10/10/10, was yesterday.  Don't think we are going to see that again in our lifetimes.  And there is five Fridays, five Saturdays and five Sundays this month.  I have forgotten when this will happen again, but unless you intend to live really really long you won't see this again either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Donkey is off golfing today, probably the last time out of the year, well here in Canada anyways.  I am sure he will be golfing in Florida come December.  Has been a really beautiful weekend weather wise, lots of sun a perfect weekend to go and check out the fall colors.  Which I haven't been able to do.  Tomorrow I hope to go to my Kitten's house and will be taking the camera and try and get a few shots taken.  She has been suffering from a cold of some sort so will have to see how she is feeling tomorrow, I don't go to sick peoples houses and they don't come here.  Have a bit of a phobia of the sickly, I am done with hospitals and doctors and I stay away from the ill, my system just can't fight it off anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lovely meal yesterday at the in-laws, was great to see the family (well not all of them), all the kids are sure growing up fast, have to take a second look at some of them to realize who they are.  Donkey comes from a large family, eight siblings including him.  I was raised alone, all the siblings were grown and gone when I came along, so seeing the interaction of large families always amazes me.  I think I might being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and boyfriend with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kidlets&lt;/span&gt; came, very nice to see them.  I had picked them up the cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt; outfits for this month, so cute.  And of course I forgot to take pictures and for once I actually remembered to bring the camera, so typical of me.  Either I forget the damn thing or I forget to use it.  Last year I left it on the piano when we went to Florida, thank goodness my sister-in-law had hers and shared with me.  I have to take pictures of palm trees, I don't know what it is about them but I sure have a lot of pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and an update on our weepy basement, I think it has finally stopped.  I have been able today to turn off the pump, poor little thing has been working non-stop for weeks it seems.  Basement looks good so far, fingers crossed.  Left the pump down there just in-case though, we have that kind of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you I got rid of that damn piano.  If you ever need movers for a piano call Dial A Movers from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Orillia&lt;/span&gt;, nice guys and they were very respectful of the house and the piano.  I hope the family that took it are happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is kind of it for today, I am suppose to be working and needed a bit of a break, now it is coffee time.  Enjoy the holiday today, and will talk to you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5063807710786692803?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5063807710786692803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-one-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5063807710786692803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5063807710786692803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-one-is-over.html' title='Another One Is Over'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-1858161998684016961</id><published>2010-10-07T16:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:44:06.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really it is Thursday Already!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is already Thursday and the long weekend is upon us.  Oh and I haven't posted anything since last week.  Not really my fault, have been way too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good news!  I finally got rid of that damn piano!  Donkey is so funny, he emails to tell me he was going to take lessons to be able to play in his retirement years at discos.  No really, he still thinks there is discos out there somewhere.  There isn't, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought our basement was finished leaking, but I guess it really isn't.  That is this weekends project, hydraulic cement will be plugging up some cracks and holes, whether they are leaking or not.  Really would like to be able to close my bathroom window and not have a big black hose sticking out of it.  Not a good look in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law has flown home as of last night, I am sure she will be happy to be back in her own environment again and able to look after her husband and his sore back (butt actually).  They are expected back the end of November to take possession of their new retirement home.  Yep we are going to be neighbors, hope they can handle us?!  Won't actually be for a couple of years but the price was right and timing couldn't of been better for them.  They have some renovations ahead of them, but will be a great place when all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that the piano is gone I have a very large space to fill up.  Would love to buy a new desk, but not sure exactly what I want so I will wait until it jumps out at me.  Moved around some furniture to take away the bareness, but not quite happy with the space yet.  Tomorrow is another day and I am sure I will move around some more furniture again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone have plans for Turkey Day this weekend?  We are going to Donkey's family.  Tomorrow I am baking one of my carrot cakes with cream cheese, yummy.  And Donkey has to cook potatoes for approximately 30 people, happy peeling to you Donkey.  Funny in my early retirement we seem to be entertaining less and less and here is me with all the time in the world but no inkling to cook big meals for people that I really don't want here.  Isn't that terrible!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny thing is, here I am not cooking turkey dinner, but I bought three of them.  They were on sale, and can always have turkey anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a phone call from my Canadian bank and the reason I say Canadian is because they are Canadian, so why can't they have their telemarketers speak damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I have real issues with people who can't speak our language in our country.  If we were in their country you for sure know we would have to be able to speak their language.  Have to follow their customs, their religions, schooling, policing, oh I could go on and on.  Here, yeah not so much.  Come to our country, our beautiful Canada and rape it.  That is right we are raping our own country.  Our religion is always under question, our school policies change to accommodate, oh and please wear your turban with our police uniform.  And if you don't live in our beautiful country then why not work for our employers in Canada in your own country and take away our jobs.  Well at least until you can immigrate with your families and then we will just support you until you are able to save enough money to buy another one of our convenience/gas stations and bring the rest of your family over.  Why can we not buy cigarettes if we are under aged but some kid that can't speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; can sell them to us?  Oh that is right, they sure know how to count our money!  Back to my bank, trying to sell me insurance, and they are high pressure sales people, and when you are trying to be polite and explain to them you can't understand a damn word they are saying, they just keep talking.  Hello!  Can I speak to someone I can understand!  Yeah no, I am sorry there is no one available at this time and the pitch continues.  And me being me, asked where they are calling from, yep I am right, they aren't even in Canada, they are in some country that I can't even understand the name to.  I am sure they aren't making a ton of money, but I bet there is some guy currently looking for work or that is on welfare that could do the job.  Keep our work in Canada people!  Don't support companies that feel the need to take their business and businesses over seas.  Stand-up and complain, you know I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was my rant, and I had no intentions to rant today, just happy to be back on track and catch up with my blogging friends.  But there you go, you knew I would find something to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off I go, get something going for Donkey's dinner, spaghetti night.  Thursday during hockey season is always spaghetti night.  And I do make good spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of the day, hope it has been a Happy one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-1858161998684016961?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1858161998684016961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/really-it-is-thursday-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1858161998684016961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1858161998684016961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/really-it-is-thursday-already.html' title='Really it is Thursday Already!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4790800744504632340</id><published>2010-10-01T20:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:13:52.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So sorry!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe the whole week has passed by and I haven't been here since Monday, and I have no real excuse for not staying in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week has been really busy it seems, and I don't know what I have accomplished.  I did get the grandkids halloween costumes.  So cute, a fireman costume for my little master and a very adorable witches/candy corn costume for our little princess.  A new Winners opened in Orillia and so far so good, it is a nice store.  Nice and tidy at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is terrible that I am sitting here and drawing a complete blank of what to share with everyone.  Donkey is in a hockey tournament this weekend so he is MIA most of the weekend, which is okay, I have some serious reading to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I can tell my big secret now!  My sister-in-law has purchased the house next door to us, we are going to be neighbors, I don't what they were thinking but they are wanting to live next door to us.  Lots of changes!  As long as I keep Donkey working on my house or there is going to be hell to pay, well not really but I like to think it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry I am uninspired tonight.  We went out for dinner, well my sister-in-law and I did, was a good meal, as always.  For those that know me, I have even been out shopping this week a couple of times, and I so hate shopping.  I only shop for food and only because I have to feed Donkey or I am sure he would give me the boot, no he wouldn't, who else could live with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this reminds me http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/7192553/ , this is a must watch.  I swear if I thought Donkey knew how to make this he would of, but obviously someone else knows us really well.  Copy and paste to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am off for the night and the weekend.  I will try my best for next week.  Oh and just in case you are wondering, our basement is still leaking, pump is still running.  Donkeys job for Sunday, well if he is able to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4790800744504632340?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4790800744504632340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4790800744504632340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4790800744504632340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-sorry.html' title='So sorry!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6453508214872579804</id><published>2010-09-27T14:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:55:01.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Aren't I Surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;"We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and  homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the  greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of  poverty." ~Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was everyone's weekend?  Weather wasn't too bad here, cool out.  Busy in my little village with the fall fair, lots of traffic, which confuses us small time folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I spent on the phone with my Greatest friend (7 hours), caught up on everything that we couldn't when she was home last, can't wait till she is back in Ontario and I don't care where in Ontario but we will be there!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up my sister-in-law Saturday night, she is here for a visit for the next bit, no return date as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for anyone who really knows me you will be impressed, I made a decision on a light fixture all on my own for the kitchen finally.  The gaping hole in my wall will finally have a purpose.  If Donkey isn't too busy tonight he will put up for me and the matching one will be here on Wednesday, I know two lights, all by myself, what is the world coming to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those who were concerned the basement is dry, oh yeah, thank goodness for that.  Now if mother nature can keep some of the rain in check we will be good.  Oh and thanks for all the help with the pool closing it went great!  So glad we can depend on our friends who share our little piece of heaven are good enough to come and help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my rant!&lt;br /&gt;Talking to my Greatest friend on Friday some things were revealed to me which I still am having a real hard time to deal with, I don't doubt her for a second, she is a real friend and would never cause me any bad feelings or harm.  As far as she is away she is always here for me!  Truths were told that I knew deep down and had questioned about and was given reason to believe I was really losing my mind.  Well guess what I am not!  Myself and Donkey had some real heart to hearts since our pool party about some things that had supposedly happened and we both had no re-call at all of the events that were being told to us.  Yes we had too much to drink (that isn't new at one of our parties), but I was accused of something that I just knew and was shocked that I had done.  And really knew I wouldn't of done!  And really weird was the people that I had supposedly offended have since called and thanked us for a nice night out and look forward to the next.  Okay something is not right I say to Donkey and he of course keeps telling me not to worry about it.  Would hate to think that I would of been so rude, okay I can be rude, okay a lot of the time I am rude if I don't like you.  But hey you will know it!  So to think that I would almost attack someone and have to be pulled off of them, seriously, I am a lover not a fighter.  I don't like pain and would never put myself into a position with the chance of getting the crap beat out of me.  So why would someone you call a friend remind you repeatedly of this and make you feel even worse.  Telling you that this is exactly what you did and had to be physically removed by them and not Donkey, which is weird he is always there to defend me and of course remind me when I am misbehaving.  Because boy can I misbehave.  And I know I am not explaining any of this correctly and it is confusing, but I am thinking that when this person reads my blog today they will know who they are and will maybe think about the lie they told me and ask themselves why and to what end were they expecting of the outcome.  I am really confused about this whole event.  Why would someone you call a friend be hurtful and not to just me by the way.  They also said some things to my Greatest friend and really don't know how they could ever think to hurt her, why would you cause pain to someone who would never hurt you or anyone else and is the most welcoming of people.  The same person who welcomed you into our circle of friends when they didn't have any friends of their own and always make sure they are invited and included.  I know they know who they are and feel sad that I so misjudged and hey maybe for the best.  Yes this is me being a chicken!  How do you say to someone whom you thought was a friend that "yeah don't want you around anymore, this is the last lie you will tell me, because I think I have caught you in a few."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I did a take of my family and friends and really pulled away from those that I just didn't think were who they claimed to be, and it is time again.  I have people in my life that I would give my life for!  No questions asked!  These people know how much they mean to me and I don't have to tell them all the time, even though I really should.  These people don't question our relationship or the relationships we have with others, we don't need too.  I am not a jealous person, would never accuse someone of a terrible act, I would confront them and ask why or what.  I won't tell tales behind your back and really won't tell tales to your face.  If I have a problem with anyone you will know it, because I will tell you.  And if I am wrong in my actions I will apologize to who I offended.  I like to confront all those involved when tales are told and prefer to have you in the same room, no he said she said.  And for all my friends and family that have stood beside me or behind me you know this and would never question my loyalty to you or accuse me of something that would hurt me or you.  We all make mistakes in this life that we travel but it is wrong to hurt people on that road.  And I ask myself why anyone would hurt someone on purpose that they say you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, I know I will have to confront this person and listen to more of the tale, well if you are reading this and think this is you and still want to be my friend, I would strongly recommend that you don't bring it up!  We will end our fragile friendship and go our separate ways and really too bad, because we did call you a friend, but I guess friendship means different things to different people.  We will miss you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am emotionally done now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my friends Have a Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6453508214872579804?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6453508214872579804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-arent-i-surprised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6453508214872579804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6453508214872579804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-arent-i-surprised.html' title='Well Aren&apos;t I Surprised'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5838550040847804092</id><published>2010-09-24T15:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:31:40.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We have hot water again!</title><content type='html'>We got the basement all cleaned last night, finished about 11, oh it was so yuck!!!  The gas guy came just after 8 this morning, he was able to re-set the water tank no problem, oh thank goodness for that.  And now I guess we just wait for next time.  But he was good enough to show how to re-set by turning on and off.  And small world, he was the same guy that came to do the furnace cleaning earlier in the year that I put in  a formal complaint regarding his attitude and his work.  He couldn't of been nicer to me today, very helpful and understanding.  As Donkey said maybe back earlier in the year he was having a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is good!  I am clean and I can clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool closing tomorrow, who wants to come and help!?  Rain or shine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is the fall fair here in my little village, all the red necks will be out and over-take my quiet little haven.  It really is a big deal here, brings lots of people to the village, and adds some badly needed income I am sure to the little shops.  But for us that live here causes a lot of inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; are coming tonight to go to the Derby, again not a fan, too much noise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe the weather today, I am back in shorts, figure this will be the last time to wear them here in Ontario for the year.  Should of cut grass today, but I didn't, maybe over the weekend I will try and get it done for the last time this year.  Plants are all winterized and ready for the snow, sorry I said that bad word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay check out this link&lt;a href="http://www.sofreshsodry.com/products/fresh-balls/"&gt; http://www.sofreshsodry.com/products/fresh-balls/&lt;/a&gt;, I was laughing so hard I was crying.  Not that I am promoting, it is just funny to listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is the weekend again, and we have of course lots to do around here as well as the pool closing.  Airport tomorrow for my sister-in-law, and she is here for a couple of weeks, I apologize in advance for my lack of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Weekend everyone and will share with you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5838550040847804092?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5838550040847804092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-have-hot-water-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5838550040847804092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5838550040847804092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-have-hot-water-again.html' title='We have hot water again!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4347776283054659590</id><published>2010-09-23T17:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T17:42:35.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain, go away, don't come back ....</title><content type='html'>Okay so the rain can stop now.  Our house was built back in the late 1800's, beautiful old money pit it is.  We have been here for just over 16 years and this is the year our basement decides it wants to be an indoor pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning to a note from Donkey, "not hot water, I will be right back home", okay that is weird what is going on?  Downstairs I look, and I don't go downstairs on my own on the best of days, but the last time my hot water quit they showed me how to re-set it.  Okay I can do that, yeah not without a canoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what we have been doing today?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water everywhere, almost a foot of water, no hot water for us, glad we don't need the furnace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donkey and I spent the morning pumping water and cleaning up.  Long over due for the clean-up, hell of a way to get motivated.  Gas company is coming tomorrow to fix the hot water, well only if there is no water.  Oh the drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into my daughters to have a shower, stinky I was after all that.  Tomorrow cross your fingers we will have hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sister-in-law is coming Saturday, so we need to have this all taken care of, my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't even been link building today, hoping to do while Donkey is at hockey later.  Yesterday went out to my Kittens' and taught her some link building, she is now working with my daughter and I.  She has a new baby at home, plus her two wonderful young men, oh and her husband (of course) to look after, it doesn't pay to go to work when you have daycare to pay.  Why not, stay at home and get paid to read articles, nice gig if you ask me.  Oh and don't ask me for work, not hiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my Donkey is heading out the door for second game of hockey, and that means I should get to work, after I go and pump some water off of the damn pool.  Did I tell you it was raining, wow, is it going to let up soon.  I hate to say it, and you won't hear me repeat, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;but would rather have snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great night all my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't hear from us in a few days please pop over, we might of drowned, no only kidding, but if you are in the area. ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4347776283054659590?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4347776283054659590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/rain-rain-go-away-dont-come-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4347776283054659590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4347776283054659590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/rain-rain-go-away-dont-come-back.html' title='Rain, rain, go away, don&apos;t come back ....'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-7784594187126153988</id><published>2010-09-21T13:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:06:56.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You won't believe this!!!!</title><content type='html'>Remember my post To Pee Or Not To Pee, well this is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here linking away, which I have my office space set-up right in front of the piano room window, so I can see and get some sun.  And this woman comes walking up towards the vehicles, oh is someone here? I ask myself, oh no she has a dog.  Now our driveway is probably four cars long and two wide.  There is no reason for someone to come up unless they are coming to the house.  So I get up to see if I can help her, "oh No! just out walking my dog".  Seriously, in my driveway.  What do you think I said?  "How about not in my driveway".  The dog is on a leash and she is letting it come up the driveway to piss on my vehicle tires, come-on people, what is wrong with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me as if I had two heads, when I asked her to maybe not let her dog up my driveway, it is bad enough that they piss all over my flowers and trees, now you have to come and piss on my tires.  Shall I come over to your house and do the same.  Oh yeah you know I said it.  Really upsets me!  No really upsets me, that I kind of see red.  It is disrespectful of my property that you can come tooddiling up my drive and you have no problem with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking this further by the way.  I am writing to the paper, and saying my piece, and tomorrow I have to go to the township office to pay taxes and I am asking what my rights are in this regards.  It has to stop or I am going to snap someone's neck, and it won't be the dog.  Not their fault their owners are idiots, they are the one on the other end of the leash and obviously not the leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my rant, oh wow, I am wound up now, I don't even think I can go back to work now, too upset.  Anyone who knows my Donkey knows his feelings regarding his little blue baby and how often he is out there cleaning her and washing tires.  He would of lost it if he had of been here.  Or at least sent me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Piss Free Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and dinner was great, we both lived through it and would for sure make again, fish sauce isn't that bad after all.  The only thing I would change, is maybe not drink so much wine before dinner was prepared.  Oh well you know me, have wine, must drink it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-7784594187126153988?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7784594187126153988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-wont-believe-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/7784594187126153988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/7784594187126153988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-wont-believe-this.html' title='You won&apos;t believe this!!!!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6097718793334152224</id><published>2010-09-20T16:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T16:21:52.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day</title><content type='html'>Was the grand kids first picture day.  Well actually we have tried once for portraits, we did get a beautiful picture but swore we wouldn't do again, at least for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little grandson had his first school picture taken today, and as per him it was great and he gave a big smile.  I can't wait.  And today was his first day with his new teacher, my daughter says she seems a lot nicer and she is a lot younger than the last one.  He has been moved to a smaller class, thank goodness.  How can they properly do anything with a class of almost 40 students all under the age of 5.  His new class has only 15, so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my little granddaughter went and had hers done at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WalMart&lt;/span&gt;, they will be in next week, the one her mom took she looks so cute.  Can you believe they gave her trouble for taking a picture of her getting her picture taken.  I just can't believe they would say anything let alone ask her to delete it, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was very uneventful, Donkey golfed on Saturday and I did some extra link building for some extra holiday money.  Oh yeah we are already talking about holidays which aren't until December but we are excited.  Love Florida!  And this year we are doing the whole Disney experience, well if I have my way we will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we are closing the pool and picking up my sister-in-law from the airport, not sure how long she is here and I can't tell you why she is here either, it is a big secret, I will share when I get the go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am trying a very different dinner dish for Donkey and I to try, and I don't even have the name of it, I didn't print that part of the recipe off.  But it has chicken, squash, zucchini and fish sauce.  Not too sure about the fish sauce, but says it is essential.  Have already been given the heads up of the smell, so shouldn't be too shocking.  Will let you know tomorrow how it was, unless of course we die of food poisoning.  Which I think we have pretty tolerable stomachs, I have been cooking for Donkey for over 19 years now.  And if you know him he sure doesn't look starved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am off to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-dinner glass of wine, have been a really good housewife/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SEO&lt;/span&gt; and not had a drink since my all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nighter&lt;/span&gt; with my English friend last week, and really won't be doing that again any time soon.  I am pretty sure the wine store was worried about me, they were all happy to see me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my friends, I am off for a quiet night, at least I hope, with lots of new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; programs on for Donkey to watch and a good book for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6097718793334152224?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6097718793334152224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/picture-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6097718793334152224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6097718793334152224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/picture-day.html' title='Picture Day'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-1364468501936452012</id><published>2010-09-17T09:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T13:40:49.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Just had to share this with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mayonnaise Jar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, &lt;br /&gt;When 24 hours in a day is not enough;  &lt;br /&gt;remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class &lt;br /&gt;and had some items in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;When the class began, wordlessly, &lt;br /&gt;he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar  &lt;br /&gt;and start to fill it with golf balls.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;He then asked the students if the jar was full. &lt;br /&gt;They agreed that it was.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured &lt;br /&gt;it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.  &lt;br /&gt;The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.  &lt;br /&gt;He then asked the students again  &lt;br /&gt;if the jar was full. They agreed it was.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand &lt;br /&gt;and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else  &lt;br /&gt;He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded  &lt;br /&gt;With an unanimous 'yes.'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table &lt;br /&gt;and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively  &lt;br /&gt;filling the empty space between the sand.  &lt;br /&gt;The students laughed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided, &lt;br /&gt;'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The golf balls are the important things - God, family, &lt;br /&gt;children, health, friends, and favorite passions  &lt;br /&gt;Things that if everything else was lost  &lt;br /&gt;and only they remained, your life would still be full.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house, and car.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The sand is everything else -- &lt;br /&gt;The small stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued,  &lt;br /&gt;'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.  &lt;br /&gt;The same goes for life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, &lt;br /&gt;You will never have room for the things that are  &lt;br /&gt;important to you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;So... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. &lt;br /&gt;Play with your children.  &lt;br /&gt;Take time to get medical checkups.  &lt;br /&gt;Take your partner out to dinner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;There will always be time &lt;br /&gt;to clean the house and fix the dripping tap.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;'Take care of the golf balls first -- &lt;br /&gt;The things that really matter.  &lt;br /&gt;Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the students raised her hand &lt;br /&gt;and inquired what the coffee represented.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The professor smiled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;'I'm glad you asked'.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, &lt;br /&gt;there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Please share this with other "Golf Balls" &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I just did ......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The following link should be looked at and passed on with everyone.  What a great idea.  We can all do our little part to help those less fortunate than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;http://www.replate.org/replate2.htm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a Happy Weekend, talk to you next week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-1364468501936452012?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1364468501936452012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-had-to-share-this-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1364468501936452012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1364468501936452012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-had-to-share-this-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2948722629035818628</id><published>2010-09-15T14:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:40:33.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold, Brrrr!</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry to you all for my real lack of postings and I will try to get back to normal, so stop nagging at me already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to be way too busy for me, retirement is a very busy time, and who would of thought it.  I feel like I get up in the morning and rush through my day, only to go to bed to start all over again the next day.  My house should be spotless, not, my yard should be a garden of eden, not even close.  And even my drinking is way down, well not way down but sure not getting enough. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to add some pictures finally.  Okay only one, that is allowed I have been allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKlM-XOFyYE/TJEP9mZ4paI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2p0MOjcYkk8/s1600/First+Day+of+School+-+Owyn+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKlM-XOFyYE/TJEP9mZ4paI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2p0MOjcYkk8/s320/First+Day+of+School+-+Owyn+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517208569461122466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know a face only a mother could love, but I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Donkey, and he is going to shoot me for posting this picture, but I did tell him to smile, so his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is cold in our little village.  I am cold already, not sure what I am going to do come winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at the dentist again today, one more to go and my teeth will be all pearly white again.  Well still have one more wisdom tooth to come out.  Will that mean I won't be as wise as I presently am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really haven't been doing a whole lot around here but just seems so busy for some odd reason.  I know even Donkey is complaining about being worn out.  Maybe it is the shorter days and lack of sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother called us over the weekend to announce his daughter, my niece, is getting married next July.  They are going on  a cruise, fingers crossed we are going with them.  Have never been on a cruise, not sure about the ride on the boat concept, but hey I will try anything at least once.  Boy cruises are expensive!  We are checking out prices and seeing if my retired budget can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We announced this morning to each other that we are closing the pool next weekend, it is time, no one is using (only 66 degrees) so it is time to shut it down for another year.  Hate the thoughts of looking outside and seeing that big black tarp that protects the pool.  This time of year the pool becomes a lot of hard work, trying to keep the leaves and critters out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some really awesome news from my favorite sister-in-law and brother-in-law, but I can't tell, sorry, have been sworn to secrecy.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Call me and I will let you know!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is going on 3 and I still have a couple of hours of link building to do today, and really should run to the wine store and get supplies.  See what I mean, my day is just so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2948722629035818628?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2948722629035818628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/cold-brrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2948722629035818628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2948722629035818628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/cold-brrrr.html' title='Cold, Brrrr!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKlM-XOFyYE/TJEP9mZ4paI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2p0MOjcYkk8/s72-c/First+Day+of+School+-+Owyn+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5333405421428172524</id><published>2010-09-14T15:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T16:06:43.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School &amp; Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Was a busy day in my daughter's house today.  The little master had his first day of kindergarten and little princess is 3!  Have arrived at the house to walk to the school as promised to bring him home.  Someone is very tired and boy is he cranky.  But little princess is in very fine form today.  So funny how their personalities can change.  She is eating his lunch that was finished and he is having a fit about everything.  Look out come present and cake time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have ignored you all, seems there is just not enough hours in the day lately, hoping winter brings things to a more manageable level for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am here at my daughters waiting for Poppa to get here (Donkey) and let the party begin.  We really think little man is going to crash, he is so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the birthday girl there is dress-up clothes fit for a princess right down to the tiaras.  Can't wait to see her all dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I really am not inspired today, so I think I will just go and play, or maybe have a nap too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5333405421428172524?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5333405421428172524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school-happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5333405421428172524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5333405421428172524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school-happy-birthday.html' title='First Day of School &amp; Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-8936016991082922532</id><published>2010-09-08T18:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:49:35.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey</title><content type='html'>It is that time of year again!  Hockey!  Donkey is off to his first hockey meeting to start off the hockey season again.  Hard to believe that last week we were in the pool and this week we are talking about hockey and ice.  I am not a fan of Saturday night hockey, the Canadian Game, could honestly care less.  Hockey takes over my home during the season and I end up reading a lot of books over the winter.  Nothing wrong with that love reading a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my beefs about hockey is all the time that it takes up in our personal lives.  Donkey plays no less that twice a week, three if he is lucky, and for anyone who calls looking for a goal tender.  We could be having a nice quiet evening and the phone rings and off he goes to yet another hockey game.  And the television, well that is all we watch.  Not that I am a big television fan, but really don't want to watch hockey every night of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about the salaries those guys playing the Canadian Game, how obscene is that.  We have people homeless, starving, maybe needing medical attention and we have them living on the streets, but lets pay some hockey celebrity millions of dollars to play a game.  What about putting some of those crazy salaries towards something worth while, maybe cancer research, there is an idea that I could support.  But nope they are worth the money they are being paid, after all they are playing the Canadian Game or is it past-time.  Anyways still not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong have been to games, seen the Toronto Maple Leafs a couple of times now.  Pretty sure I could find something way better to do with my time than sit through that again.  Over-priced admissions, over-priced drinks, (seriously you are charging me how much for that thimble of wine) and how about the parking.  You would think a league that makes that kind of money, not the players, the league, could supply a decent amount of parking that you aren't getting ripped for ex amounts of dollars to park.  And oh my don't have anything to eat, you might need to get a loan to buy some popcorn, that by the way is stale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on about my dislike of hockey.  I don't go to Donkey's games anymore, he is embarrassed when I take a book to read.  What does he expect, I hate the game, why watch it?  Who willing wants to go and watch for an hour a half, in the cold, something that I would rather read or sleep through.  Sorry Donkey, can't support this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my rant for today, really only because I have been home all day, lonely and he has gone off to sit with a bunch of guys, drink beer and talk about this season's hockey schedule.  How about some emails to communicate with guys and stay at home until the real season starts.  Any excuse to get out of the house these men have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I am late today with my post, enjoy the rest of the cold, wet evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-8936016991082922532?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8936016991082922532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/hockey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8936016991082922532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8936016991082922532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/hockey.html' title='Hockey'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-3815803521456988841</id><published>2010-09-07T16:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T17:05:21.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is just a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dentist again this morning, another wisdom tooth pulled, again not too bad, they are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water was off this morning, had to have a drizzle shower (not much water pressure) and then got home from the dentist all prepared to work my afternoon away and the hydro went out.  So I went out, took a drive up to my sisters' and had a coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hydro and water is all back to normal now and have really not got anything done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I lie, moved around my work area (computer), it is only a laptop but hooked my speakers up and got myself out of the dining room, which was driving me crazy to be in there.  Really not perfect where I have set it all up, but I like to be able to look out the windows and be nosy.  And I have now see the desk I really want so will have to save up for that and then I can re-arrange again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want an antique piano?  If I could get the piano out of my house I would be laughing.  A beautiful piece just takes up to much room.  We loved it when we got it and now we want it to be in someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; space.  Feel free to email me here or comment with details and she is all yours to come and pick-up.  Sorry no deliveries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I am just not my chatty self today and don't have anything I really want to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone and talk to you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-3815803521456988841?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3815803521456988841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-is-just-short-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/3815803521456988841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/3815803521456988841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-is-just-short-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6039356557737842027</id><published>2010-09-06T09:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T09:44:00.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>To Pee Or Not To Pee</title><content type='html'>Okay I have a new complaint people.  And you can laugh at me if you want, but I want you to think about it and I am sure you will agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is great that dog owners get out there and walk their dogs, however many times &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a day&lt;/span&gt;.  Good exercise for them and the dog.  And of course it is the law to poop and scoop, as well it should be, I don't shit in their yards.  But this brings me to a problem that has been bugging me for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an old dog, who drives us insane on the best of days, who I love anyways.  But he doesn't like to be out of his back yard domain.  Therefore his poop is in his yard and that is where I have to scoop.  But it brings me to my problem.  Because my dog doesn't leave his yard, why do I have to deal with trillions of dogs going by daily that pee all over my front trees and gardens.  In my dogs yard I have to deal with the death of plants that he perhaps has been a little over zealous on, and I take care of replacing plants and grass growth.  I can't very well replace a hundred year old tree that smells like piss, now can I.  And of course every dog that goes by also feels the need to relieve themselves because the dog before him has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of years ago, Donkey and I decided to plant flowers at the base of two of our front trees, one tree never did work out and we gave up.  The other tree this year we have finally had some blooms come up.  But only on one side?  Weird?  Not when you are getting pissed on a trillion times a day it isn't.  This also now explains why for 16 years I have never been able to get grass to grow properly at the sidewalk of our house, and this is after repeatedly planting seed, and I am talking a couple of times a year we are putting new seed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should we do?  Well Donkey won't let me yell at people any more, says it embarrasses him.  Me don't really care if they are offended and think I am crazy.  If you know me, you know I am crazy in so many ways.  So I mentioned to Donkey that I was going to put up signs asking dog owners to stop letting their dogs piss on my trees, grass and my flower bed that is drowning in pee.  He doesn't like that idea either.  But I ask you, why not???  I maintain the yard, I plant the new grass seed, trying to keep a nice street appeal.  Why can't people contain their peeing dogs to their yards and let them kill their plant life.  Does this sound silly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess because I am retired now and spend a lot of time in the yard I see more and have been paying attention to the dog walkers and the dog habits.  I at least now know that it isn't anything we have been doing wrong with the grass and gardens that has caused them to look like crap and smell like pee.  You figure if you have three trees, that are old, they have been abused with a lot of pee over the years, and this is funny but if you have a smell you are going to smell pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats get chased off of peoples property for doing the exact same thing that dog owners and walkers let happen, and the dogs are on a leash, completely controlled.  Cats wander and do their thing wherever they want.  And you talk to any dog owner and they will complain about the damn neighborhood cats and how they shouldn't be aloud to do their business in their yards.  Hello this is my complaint too about your damn dog!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto a very different topic.  Donkey and I were invited to some old friends for dinner on Saturday night, friends that we are unsure exactly how we lost contact with for so long.  Did we ever have a great visit, a lovely dinner, and a very wonderful evening.  Can't wait for the next time they can tolerate our company.  I wasn't able to sample the home-made peach pie, but Donkey said it was delicious, I had the lemon cake, heavenly.  And here is me, take two bottles of wine, one for sharing and one for a gift, and didn't I drink them both, surprised? liars!  But again just want to say what a great evening we had.  Would of been in trouble if I didn't mention! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone and I shall rant at you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6039356557737842027?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6039356557737842027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-pee-or-not-to-pee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6039356557737842027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6039356557737842027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-pee-or-not-to-pee.html' title='To Pee Or Not To Pee'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6835983268095672771</id><published>2010-09-03T14:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:31:45.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Again - Happy Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;The following was in my in-box this morning and really had to share with all of you.  I won't apologize for anything it says, I agree with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;I likely will be charged for   sending you this email, since it would seem, I, as well as the regular   taxpaying Canadian have no rights;  criminals have rights, immigrants   have rights, First Nations have rights, and the list goes on and on, while we   the tax payer pay for these people’s education, welfare, lawyer fees, all   without us being able to say one word.  What exactly do we owe these   people that we do not deserve ourselves?  Why is our government, who   supposedly represent us, find this to be fair?  I know, for VOTES, but   perhaps you should start thinking of &lt;u&gt;our&lt;/u&gt; votes.  We get these   emails and forward them to others being very careful not to send them to   someone who may be offended.  &lt;b&gt;WE&lt;/b&gt; ARE OFFENDED!  Do you   really believe we just accept this without comment, almost every conversation   we have with others, up pops up this subject , we just don’t do anything   about it.  BUT BE ASSURED WE DO NOT LIKE IT, ACCEPT IT AND DEFINITELY DO   NOT AGREE WITH IT.  I will even go so far as commenting on the money we   provide for First Nations people, yes we owed them for stealing their lands,   etc; but did we not do the exact same thing to Acadians, I don’t remember   paying them off.  I think it is time First Nations people start joining   the rest of Canada, contribute to the Canadian economy and pay taxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;                                                               &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td style="padding: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;My great     grandfather watched as his friends died in WW1, my father watched as his     friends died in WW II, and I watched as my&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;friends     died in Afghanistan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;None of them died     for a  Foreign Flag.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Everyone died for the Canadian     flag.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;We removed Christian prayer from our     schools as it might offend a minority of students not of the Christian faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;It&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is     politically incorrect&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for Public     and Civil Servants to wear anything of a religious nature while serving the     public, despite the fact that civil servants are allowed to wear turbans on     the job as public or Civil servants. Why? – Because it is against their     religion not to wear it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;In fact, our Prime Minister forbade the     use of any Christian reference when a memorial service was held on the     shores of the Atlantic Ocean near Halifax. The memorial was in remembrance     of the 229 people that lost their lives in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;September 2, 1998 Swiss Air Flight 111 that     crashed. Almost all of the crash victims were Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;We have removed any reference to     Christianity in our Courts of Law, despite the fact that our laws are based     on Christian principles and values.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Bike laws in almost all Canadian     Jurisdictions require bike riders to wear safety helmets. You guessed it. –     people who are required to wear turbans are exempt because a helmet is not     designed to be worn over a turban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Some ten years ago a Commission was     assembled in Ontario (lobbied for by Muslims) to investigate the     practicality of allowing Canadians of the Muslim faith to practice Sharia     law. The Commission head (a former Attorney General in the Bob Rae NDP     Government) presented the Commission findings to the succeeding Provincial     Government to allow limited use of Sharia Law for Canadians of the Muslim     faith. The recommendation was rejected. – It should never have gone that     far and in fact the issue should never have reached a discussion stage, let     alone the formation of a commission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;It is politically incorrect to wish our     fellow Canadians Merry Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;And the list goes on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Enough is enough.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;The below e-mail message needs to be     viewed by every Canadian; and every Canadian needs to stand up for     Canada.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;We've bent over to appease the new&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Canadian immigrants long     enough.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I'm taking a stand.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I'm standing up because the tens of     thousands who died fighting in wars for this country, and for the Canadian     flag can't stand up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;If you agree, stand up with     me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;If you disagree, then just delete it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;And shame on anyone who tries to make     this a racist message.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: red;"&gt;A Map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: red;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: red;"&gt;My Country&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;Let me     make this perfectly clear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;img id="ecxPicture_x0020_2" src="http://65.55.40.103/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=8f814c8f-b751-11df-8846-00215ad7e6dc&amp;amp;attindex=0&amp;amp;cp=-1&amp;amp;attdepth=0&amp;amp;imgsrc=cid%3a303D95099C1C4B428F030E3D70EB09C4%40FrankPC&amp;amp;hm__login=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__domain=hotmail.com&amp;amp;ip=10.12.150.8&amp;amp;d=d5090&amp;amp;mf=0&amp;amp;hm__ts=Fri%2c%2003%20Sep%202010%2018%3a28%3a43%20GMT&amp;amp;st=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__ha=01_2136e49f7b5f5fc029d392300f4e1b3a65e87cedf905ec340fa1bf9a4cc3da6a&amp;amp;oneredir=1" alt="CA5C5D9B82CD47398B69D31DFE39A873@D412C0G1" border="0" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img id="ecxPicture_x0020_3" src="http://65.55.40.103/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=8f814c8f-b751-11df-8846-00215ad7e6dc&amp;amp;attindex=1&amp;amp;cp=-1&amp;amp;attdepth=1&amp;amp;imgsrc=cid%3a7DB1E4E8C55B4A1CBAE543DF560C02B8%40FrankPC&amp;amp;hm__login=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__domain=hotmail.com&amp;amp;ip=10.12.150.8&amp;amp;d=d5090&amp;amp;mf=0&amp;amp;hm__ts=Fri%2c%2003%20Sep%202010%2018%3a28%3a43%20GMT&amp;amp;st=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__ha=01_a2eb70f81b5119a76a8e69340362aea6beb0a7236890dd03b07a78a03f0bbb0b&amp;amp;oneredir=1" alt="DCF03258F1924860B89FAE1250184628@D412C0G1" border="0" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img id="ecxPicture_x0020_4" src="http://65.55.40.103/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=8f814c8f-b751-11df-8846-00215ad7e6dc&amp;amp;attindex=2&amp;amp;cp=-1&amp;amp;attdepth=2&amp;amp;imgsrc=cid%3aF2376788B1BE46B6BF6335B230FC6F78%40FrankPC&amp;amp;hm__login=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__domain=hotmail.com&amp;amp;ip=10.12.150.8&amp;amp;d=d5090&amp;amp;mf=0&amp;amp;hm__ts=Fri%2c%2003%20Sep%202010%2018%3a28%3a43%20GMT&amp;amp;st=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__ha=01_5e3e822f7387e076c21cb6e4983cb1e5004fc30610177584dd0f5e559c1f02fa&amp;amp;oneredir=1" alt="614826E10C044F72881A6299ABD22D96@D412C0G1" border="0" width="240" height="263" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;THIS IS MY COUNTRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;And, because I make     This statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: red;"&gt;DOES NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt;Mean I'm against     immigration!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: red;"&gt;YOU ARE WELCOME HERE, IN     MY COUNTRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt;Welcome! To come through     legally:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;1. Get  a     sponsor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;2. Get a place to lay     your head! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;Get a job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;Live By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;OUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;Rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;Pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;Taxes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: red;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;Learn the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt; LANGUAGE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;like immigrants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;have in the past!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;Please don't demand that we hand     over our lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;savings of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;Social Security Funds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: navy;"&gt;If you don't want     to forward this for fear of offending someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;Then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;YOU'RE  PART OF THE PROBLEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt;When will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;Canadians STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;"&gt; giving away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;THEIR RIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;We've gone so far the     other way... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: navy;"&gt;bent over backwards not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;offend anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127);"&gt;But it seems no one     cares about the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;  Canadian     CITIZEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: navy;"&gt;that's being offended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;"&gt;WAKE UP Canada !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: navy;"&gt;If  You     agree.... Pass this on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: navy;"&gt;If  You don't     agree.. Delete It !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;img id="ecxPicture_x0020_5" src="http://65.55.40.103/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=8f814c8f-b751-11df-8846-00215ad7e6dc&amp;amp;attindex=3&amp;amp;cp=-1&amp;amp;attdepth=3&amp;amp;imgsrc=cid%3a75CFE3CADF574D2B872BC2F16C93A0D1%40FrankPC&amp;amp;hm__login=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__domain=hotmail.com&amp;amp;ip=10.12.150.8&amp;amp;d=d5090&amp;amp;mf=0&amp;amp;hm__ts=Fri%2c%2003%20Sep%202010%2018%3a28%3a43%20GMT&amp;amp;st=derryannette&amp;amp;hm__ha=01_0754a9867a444eee04bd66f7ec843b30cb7ccacc6fd07f6c97805486ff3b6c1d&amp;amp;oneredir=1" alt="EC41D7FC4F844BD4B208CBC59D570DCE@D412C0G1" border="0" width="301" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Amen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Have a great long weekend everyone, and be Happy you are Canadian each and every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6835983268095672771?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6835983268095672771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-again-happy-long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6835983268095672771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6835983268095672771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-again-happy-long-weekend.html' title='Friday Again - Happy Long Weekend'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-905577862019768479</id><published>2010-09-02T14:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T15:04:23.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain?</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning thinking it would be a good day to get lots done in-doors, it is suppose to be raining all day.  Well we did have rain over night, but none today, why can't they get it right?  Isn't this their job to predict the weather and report it to us, those that can't predict the weather.  And if you think about it, don't think too hard, why can't they get it right.  Always get a laugh when we watch the 6 o'clock and good old Bob gives his prediction and you wake up and it is wrong.  The man half the time can't tell what the pictures the kiddies send to him are how the hell is going to be able to figure out the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am complaining about the weather today because I haven't been outside yet today and it looks like it is a nice day and I really should of cut the grass.  Didn't cut the grass because it said it is suppose to rain and don't want to get part way through and can't finish.  I say this now and it is almost 3 in the afternoon and could of cut the damn grass a few times over.  Oh well tomorrow is another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you who are currently not sitting down you really should, because this is going to knock you on your butt, and I don't want anyone to hit their heads.  Donkey put all the trash out to the side of the road for pick-up, even the recycle.  I told you to sit down, now didn't I.  He never takes out the trash, I can't even get him to take it from the kitchen to the can.  So today is a mark on the calendar day.  I don't mean to pick on my Donkey, he does work very hard around here, has pretty much re-built our entire house and has done an amazing job, but his domestic skills, yeah not so much.  We used to have this deal; inside is me and outside is his, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, something has gone seriously wrong with this.?  Oh well I do do a better job on the grass than he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my daughter, boyfriend and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kidlets&lt;/span&gt; came for a swim and dinner, was so nice.  Just us for once, that doesn't happen too often around here, not that we don't like company, just nice to have a visit uninterrupted once in awhile.  My big boy grandson is doing so great in the pool this season, becoming very brave, great to see his comfort level is getting there.  Little sister she actually has had some set-backs, she isn't as comfortable as she was at the beginning of summer.  And she has this really bad habit of pooing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; she is in the pool, thank goodness for little swimmers, what did we use to do?  I guess we scooped, yuck!  But was a nice visit.  Did some lovely steaks and basil potatoes with just a tossed salad but was good.  Oh and hot dogs, don't forget the hot dogs, that is all my grandson will eat when he is here, the little bum.  Oh and they brought these strawberry tart eclair things, wow!  So good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have any great plans for the last long weekend of the summer.  Can you believe it is coming to a close.  Such a wonderful summer, this one must go down in the record books for one of the better summers in such a long time.  Can't remember such a nice hot summer.  We have dinner at friends on Saturday, golf for Donkey on Sunday and I think he is starting our garage roof somewhere in there too.  I don't think he has seen the rain predicted or he is thinking they are going to be wrong again.  Fingers crossed it doesn't rain for the long weekend, it should only rain during the week and mainly at night, that would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well another day is gone, and I should finish my link building for the day, so with that kids, have a Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-905577862019768479?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/905577862019768479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/905577862019768479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/905577862019768479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/09/rain.html' title='Rain?'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-9070776585694837563</id><published>2010-08-31T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T18:02:20.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To My Friend</title><content type='html'>Today is my girl friend from England's birthday, can't tell you how old (she would kill me) but she is older than me and the same age as Donkey.  But want to send out all our best on her special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on ask me, how was the party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great!  We had perfect weather, great guests, all in all was a good time for all.  At least I hope it was, I had a good time, and we all know that is what matters!  No really it was wonderful.  Even my little grand children were on the best behavior, not sure if they had hit their pretty little heads first, but was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no the damn fridge doesn't work, don't think it even will, it is off to the garbage for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest friend was here from out west, too short of a visit, but was still a visit and we hope the next one will be they are staying forever.  Fingers crossed they will be home for sure this time next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the dentist today to start getting back on track with my teeth since chemo and radiation, who knew you have to wait.  And my poor neglected teeth have suffered.  Wonderful dentist and all his staff, pain free, was so nice.  Today was the first of five appointments I have coming up, but will be worth it when all is done, thank goodness for insurance.  You have to feel for those that can't even have their teeth taken care of because they don't have insurance and our health care doesn't cover it.  Why doesn't our health care cover dental, your teeth are very important to your over-all health?  What about kids, they need to go to the dentist?  How can you tell a child that they can't go and have a sore tooth taken care of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about this heat wave again that we are getting!  Wow it is hot!  Even too hot for me to be outdoors for any length of time.  I am watching all my poor plants wilt in the heat, and that is with watering every morning.  Last night was so hot I actually turned the air conditioning on, and I hate having the money sucking thing going.  I believe in a dip in the pool or a shower to get cool, but that sure can't cut it in this heat.  I guess we should enjoy it, this could be the last of it for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to go, we have friends over for dinner and Donkey should be home soon I would think.  Have a Happy Day!  Sorry to those that have emailed and felt neglected, will try to keep on top of my rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-9070776585694837563?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9070776585694837563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-to-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/9070776585694837563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/9070776585694837563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-to-my-friend.html' title='Happy Birthday To My Friend'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2497591098389162981</id><published>2010-08-26T15:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T16:08:34.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't Work!</title><content type='html'>Well we all could of predicted it, the damn fridge doesn't work!  It sure is clean!  So what would you do with it?  We are now stuck with a fridge that is taking up space in our garage that we do like to park our little car in and we can't.  Would you take it back?  That is what I want to do with it!  Was it out of the goodness of their hearts that they gave it to us?  Well sure it was, but under the circumstances, that one it was disgusting and two it doesn't work.  I feel we should load it up and take it back.  Donkey doesn't agree, well when he is complaining about it in his way and his little car is out in the weather we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a cute funny for you all.  This morning we were having hydro issues, kind of normal around here, we don't really pay a whole lot of attention, it comes back on eventually.  But then the internet went out and for us that also means our phone system is down.  Okay I have my cell phone, sure it won't be long they must be digging somewhere.  Well good old hydro I guess was doing some work somewhere here in town and finished up the job they were doing only to forget to put the boom thing down and upon driving away they pulled down all the wires, that they had just replaces, and also all the cable and internet lines, too funny.  I wonder who has to pay for that?  Looks like hydro is going to go up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to our fridge dilemma, Donkey is going and buying a fridge this afternoon before he heads home.  Kinda think he is maybe feeling bad for me and all the time and effort I put into this piece of crap and is going to break down and get me a nice new clean one.  Everyone raise your arms in a cheer, I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didn't really get anything done, with no internet for part of the day and bad disposition for pretty much most of the day, all I have to show for my angry day is a chicken in the crock pot, that smells wonderful, and some unfinished laundry, that when I am done here I shall go and finish.  So really a nothing day and really nothing else to share today.  It will be an evening of too much wine I am sure and maybe sometime in the hot tub.  Can you get over how cold it is out there today!  Going to have to change into some pants and socks if this keeps up.  It is suppose to get nice and warm for the weekend, can't wait for the heat to come back, and for our pool party.  And did I tell you my greatest friend is going to be here, sure I did earlier in the week.  Have spent most of today getting pictures burnt off of the computers for her to take home with her.  She is going to be surprised, well she won't now will she if she reads this, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone.  And don't take fridges from family until you look in them and make sure they are working, I am talking I want to see the ice please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Birthday Marty!  Hope to see you this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2497591098389162981?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2497591098389162981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/doesnt-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2497591098389162981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2497591098389162981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/doesnt-work.html' title='Doesn&apos;t Work!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4861611166007999234</id><published>2010-08-25T15:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:20:07.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry &amp; Housework</title><content type='html'>Who should be doing the laundry and the housework around your house?  I guess if you live alone then the answer is very simple, you are.  What if there is others in your house, should they be participating?  Do they wear clothes?  How about making a mess around the house, or they just don't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always done the laundry and the housework around my home, mainly because no one knows how to do it the way I like it done.  My sister-in-law always teases me when she is here for a visit about the way I fold laundry, especially my towels.  And I am fine if you can't do it my way then please don't do it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Donkey is responsible for his garage space, and of course it is always my fault when it is a mess.  He is so disorganized when he is doing anything, even the smallest of projects he makes a mess, and kind of looks to others to clean it up.  Even his office is a mess, and there is no one to clean that up for him, it is his private mess.  And I am sure every once in awhile he must clean house, I can just imagine his drawers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about the laundry, I don't wear all the clothes, how come I have to do all the laundry.  And it's not just because I am retired I do the laundry, I have always done it.  If Donkey does laundry he does his own, his excuse, he doesn't want to wreck my clothes.  You know all the silk I wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter has asked me to make this my posting today, she has two little ones who obviously don't clean or do laundry.  Her and my son share a house, and I know my son doesn't like to clean.  He is pretty good when he comes here for a visit, but I just think he knows better.  And I always find it funny, children that come from really tidy homes don't necessarily have tidy homes, no offense my lovely daughter, but you sure don't clean like your mom.  This kind of goes back to yesterday with the fridge, who in their right mind would give something so disgusting to someone else without at least giving it a bit of a wipe.  And why did I have to do it, is it because I am the woman or because the man is just too damn lazy to clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes our men work hard all day and shouldn't have to come home to a messy house or no dinner on the table, face it ladies it isn't as if we do anything all day, right!  I know when I worked I actually worked longer hours than my husband and I still came home and cooked and cleaned and did the laundry, yes he made more than double my wage but does that mean I have to work harder because I don't bring as much into the house.  Well doesn't that kind of tick you off if you really think about it.  I don't make as much money so therefore I have to earn more of my keep around the house.  Last I looked I don't have the expensive toys, or have the freedom of the Saturday golf or Friday night hockey, I have to clean house and do some laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just re-read the above and it made me giggle, wasn't I stupid to work longer hours and get less money, I think I woke up, retirement is great!  Oh and I get to have my house the way I like it, even if Donkey doesn't help at least now I have lots of time to keep it the way I want it, and he really is only home and awake for maybe 4 hours each day, so not too bad.  I do love my messy Donkey and his annoying habits, and it works for us.  But hey don't let your man take advantage of you!  If he doesn't want to help out around the house with the cleaning and laundry, just tell him you are going to retire so you have the time to do it and maybe they will work longer hours and your home will stay cleaner longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4861611166007999234?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4861611166007999234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/laundry-housework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4861611166007999234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4861611166007999234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/laundry-housework.html' title='Laundry &amp; Housework'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-528268894506930432</id><published>2010-08-24T17:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:30:56.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgusting!</title><content type='html'>As the title says, Disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never send a husband to go and pick something up!  He didn't even open it!  Well there was a science project gone seriously wrong hidden, oh yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guessed anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I will tell you my story.  My dearest Donkey is wanting to host a pool party this coming weekend; I am fine with it.  Get to see lots of friends and family, will be wonderful.  Well wouldn't it be great if you went and picked up that fridge your nephew has offered us, I say to him.  So yesterday after work he heads over to pick up the fridge, wouldn't you think he would have a look at it.  It is suppose to work, and it sure as hell better now.  I went to the hardware store as soon as they opened this morning to pick up some serious cleaners, oh and some gloves.  I finished cleaning that black molded, green cheesed fridge at 11:30.  Thought it was an almond fridge, nope it is actually white, gross!  And so help me if it doesn't work, someone I know is going to be perhaps sleeping for eternity in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to a question; would you give someone something that is filthy disgusting?  Upon going to pick up said disgusting appliance would you perhaps have a look inside to make sure it is worth the back breaking labor to bring it home???  Have we done something to offend and this is their way of paying us back?  Well let me just say, pay backs are a bitch!  And let us all say it together; I am a Bitch!, and very good at pay backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said appliance is now sitting in the middle of my garage with the doors open on the fridge and on the garage.  I guess I got a little carried away with Mean Mr. Green and the garage is a bit toxic smelling presently.  But it sure is clean!  Had really wanted to take the power washer to it, I guess that isn't a good idea with appliances.  But also the power washer is broken, broken by the same people that were ever so generous to give us the fridge.  What is with that???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure of you read my blog, you will know who you are, and I am not afraid to say, you are disgusting and can't believe you would even offer it to us, should of sent it to the dump not pawned it on to others.  And if doesn't work, don't think you aren't going to hear about it, everyone is going to hear about it.  Disgusting, you should hang your heads in shame, I would never do something so gross to family, yeah we are family, nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it for my rambling, it is 5:30, I need to start some supper.  Not sure what we are having, I have no sense of smell or taste today, I think I burnt them off with cleaners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I did finally get the grass cut, front and back in one day.  Was working off some anger!  Didn't get the weed eating done, but did get Donkey to finally fix it, feel he should have to do it, he seriously owes me now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to look to the moon tonight to see Mars, looked last night but too many clouds, remember we won't see again in this lifetime of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs, not to everyone today, and you know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe he even brought it home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting!  I would be embarrassed to actually give to someone, how about giving it a slight cleaning at least.  Or, how about throwing out the cheese slices that are green out.  I have never seen so much mold, it was everywhere, thank goodness for Mean Mr. Green, which by the way is an excellent cleaner and the one with bleach, amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-528268894506930432?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/528268894506930432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/disgusting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/528268894506930432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/528268894506930432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/disgusting.html' title='Disgusting!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2123866894617778956</id><published>2010-08-23T16:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T16:59:34.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this is late in the day for me!  Hope everyone had a nice weekend, it wasn't the greatest weather wise, well unless you are a duck, and good for you being able to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a different adventure on Saturday for me, I was babysitting.  Friends of ours little grandson needed someone to look after him so his Daddy could go golfing with all the men for the day.  We had a very nice quiet afternoon, not like my own grandchildren, who are everywhere, this little cutey was very content to just relax in my arms.  And his Daddy was able to have a nice day out with the men and bang around some golf balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Donkey informed me on Friday evening that we are hosting a pool party this up and coming weekend, fingers crossed for nice weather.  I think he really wants to show off all his hard work outside, which is completely awesome and he deserves to show it off.  Will be a fun time with friends and family.  And did I tell you my greatest friend is home for the weekend, it has been so long since we have been together.  Actually since their wedding last year, so it is an added bonus that she is here this weekend.  She is here on conferences all week, and was able to make it a bit longer of a trip.  We really only get two days together, but will still be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my pool party, the things I have to get done this week before hand, I think I am going to need some extra long days to get everything done that I will want completed before Saturday.  And top of the list will be the grass cutting.  Never did get it all done last week, Donkey never fixed the weed eater thing, so the outside edges of the yard could probably be bailed up and sold to the local cows for bedding.  It is going to be a really big job now this week to get it all down, really think it should be you know who doing it and not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you noticing the changes in the trees, it is happening, they are changing colors and falling.  A beautiful time of year except the end result.  You know, snow, winter and the cold.  I am already shivering just thinking about the cold.  And who do you think is going to get stuck shoveling the white gold this year?  Well we shall see about that, and you can laugh at me later when I am complaining about doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hot tub room is complete, well no screen, that will be next year, but it is built, the furniture is in place and we had our first beer sitting there yesterday afternoon in the rain.  Dry we were, it was wonderful, thanks Donkey for all the hard work.  We were going to do the screening this year but I think I will just put up some bamboo blinds for now and see how it goes.  Note to self - go and get bamboo blinds this week!  Even nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; sheers I think would look nice, Donkey doesn't like that idea, but what does he know and it isn't like he really gets a choice he just does the labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my rantings about my Friday to my neighbor when she came over for drinks Friday night, was very nice to get it all off my chest, don't know how she puts up with me sometimes.  But three bottles of wine later and no dinner will do that to a girl.  Nope I am wrong Donkey did bring home some dinner after hockey, well we still had way too much to drink and we solved all the world's problems yet again.  You can thank us later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off to the kitchen I go and create something for dinner.  It is later in the day for me to be working on my posting but got caught up in some new writing I am doing with my daughter and you really lose track of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone and look forward to seeing lots of my friends and family this weekend.  Just hope I can remember most of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2123866894617778956?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2123866894617778956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-this-is-late-in-day-for-me-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2123866894617778956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2123866894617778956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-this-is-late-in-day-for-me-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-1244987740514715593</id><published>2010-08-20T13:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:05:19.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my mom's birthday and wish her all the best on this day and every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows me also knows I have a hard time with this.  I wasn't raised by my mother I was raised by hers.  And my grandmother is a special person in her own right and I am thankful she did raise me or who knows where I would of ended up and with who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day like today makes me wish we were closer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I have a close very meaningful relationship and can't imagine not talking to her everyday, whether on the phone or on-line.  Funny if we don't talk everyday it is a call to make sure everything is alright.  And to be part of my grand children's lives is just absolutely awesome!  Who ever hasn't experienced the love of a grand child, hang-on because it is a life changing experience.  And to not be a part of their lives would hurt me beyond anything I can imagine.  Now for those that have randomly fallen upon my blog you probably are not understanding what I am really talking about.  For my friends, you know how deeply I have been hurt in the past with my lost relationship with my mother and wish we could be like normal families.  And I wish she would open her heart to her great-grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fences need to be mended is what some might say, well who should mend them is my question, and how come it never really gets mended.  I am not a forgiving person and if you know me you know this to be true, I can hold a grudge for a very long time.  And I also can be punishing and yes I will punish you with my words and actions.  I believe all actions have re-actions.  I will always take responsibility for my actions and don't have a problem to apologize if I am wrong or done something to offend.  I will not change I am who I am, take me or leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of sound nasty don't I?  Well maybe I am, sorry for that.  It is a sore spot for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey life goes on, babies are born and people die.  Always find it a shame that so much family is only seen at a birth or a death.  We embrace a birth of a new baby and we cry at the death of a loved one, but what about the in-between when we should be celebrating being here and having family to talk to and spend time with.  It shouldn't be the only time we talk is to celebrate or to mourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is the weekend again and Donkey is golfing again.  I think he likes it, even though he always comes home complaining about his golf game.  Practice makes perfect.  He should be getting pretty good by now.  I kid, he hasn't really played that much this season, has been working like a mad bee around the house, and you sure can see his accomplishments in a big way.  Who knew retirement for me would keep Donkey outside working, I knew I should of retired years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a chilly day and I should be outside cutting the grass and doing some yard work, but thinking it isn't going to happen, maybe tomorrow, not in the mood to cut grass.  And with it being Friday I don't have to cook dinner either, what a lady of leisure I am.  Should run to the store and get some bon-bons and relax with a good book.  Okay twist my arm that is probably exactly what I am going to do.  Tonight my neighbor is coming over for some wine and hot tub, will be a nice end to a long week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I started my post today being so full of self pity, but days like today just makes me want so much more, oh well, not going to happen, so I will have a few glasses of my favorite wine and probably a cry tonight and tomorrow will be a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Weekend everyone and I will ramble to you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-1244987740514715593?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1244987740514715593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1244987740514715593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1244987740514715593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-9052834801589078347</id><published>2010-08-19T15:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:25:55.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest This Is Short</title><content type='html'>I know what you are thinking, I always say I will be brief and I never am.  Well I am long winded what can I say.  But no this one is short, I have lots to do today and have to get dinner going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share in our sadness, our neighbors who we really enjoy next to us are selling their house.  They have only been there I think two years but they are a very nice couple and we have enjoyed being their neighbors and are going to miss them.  They aren't moving to another planet or anything but it is that thing where you say you will keep in touch and you never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed that whoever buys will be tolerant and not have a herd of kids.  Wish us luck, we have had two great neighbors so far over the years so hopefully our luck holds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is it my friends, no really I am done for today.  Look out tomorrow I will have all this pent-up writing to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-9052834801589078347?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9052834801589078347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/honest-this-is-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/9052834801589078347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/9052834801589078347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/honest-this-is-short.html' title='Honest This Is Short'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-1803739801379942205</id><published>2010-08-18T12:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T15:57:21.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While working away today came across a site that really touched a nerve that I am sure most of us really share or you are really a very nice patient person, and good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In line at any fast food chain, whether McDonald's or Subway, don't most of us know what is on the menu before getting there, or how about read it before you get in line if you are undecided.  I do hate this, come on, don't you know what you want before you get up there, and what you want to know about the ingredients, seriously.  Have they been under a rock or hit by one.  Now we are talking about a sit down meal at somewhere with cloth napkins, I mean that is a total different experience and I don't have to hear the undecided the waitress or waiter has to deal with them.  Or how about the long line at Tim Horton's and they don't know how they want their coffee, how can you not know what you take in your coffee, someone hit them with that rock I was talking about.  Now the likelihood of actually getting your order right at a Tim Horton's would be surprising at least to me it would.  Drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru's&lt;/span&gt; have staff that really can't be seen by the out front customers, because they are stupid!  Love getting down the highway to have my steeped tea, two milk one sugar and guess what it is a hot chocolate.  So why ask us what we want if they are gonna just give us whatever anyways.  My sister is a firm believer of opening her coffee right at the window and tasting before she drives off, smart, but annoying for the person behind.  You know it isn't going to be right and now it has to be re-made, oh and she won't pull away for them to do it either, kind of makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is another thing at any fast food stomach pain restaurants, you order at the drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; and then they have you pay then pull over to the side to wait and take a billion other orders while you wait.  Okay I didn't order anything extravagant, let's face it there isn't anything on the menu that is rocket science and most of it is just re-heated anyways, so why the wait.  Must be something that people don't order much, oh no there goes my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my last beef today.  The grocery store is busy, we are all lined up at one till of a very tired looking teen, who appears frustrated and she has called for help, where the hell is the rest of the staff.  The best place to witness this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WalMart&lt;/span&gt; at any given time of the day they never have enough staff at the check-outs.  The staff on the floor aren't any help either, I think they just have people walking around with those stupid blue vests to make it look like they have staff.  Or how about first thing in the morning and they are having their morning cheer, again there is one cash open and a line-up going into the electronic department.  Oh which you can't pay for anything other than electronics in, you get to stand in that line if you want a movie and then go and stand in the other line for the other purchases.  And we do it, but why do we do it.  I don't know about you but time is money, yes I am retired and have all the time in the world, but I sure as hell don't want to wait in another stupid line to buy my over priced whatever and pay for a bag that is so frigging thin you could never re-use it for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I could go on and on with all of this and I better stop before I really get going.  But doesn't it just irk you that we are letting this go on and on and on!  But the question of the day would be, how do you or we change this.  And please don't say government we all know that isn't going to happen, we are lambs at the slaughter when it comes to out government and the control we have over that, seriously.  And if you think we can change the government and how it dictates to us then please go back to the top of today's blog and find that rock and please hit yourself in the head with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my children, I am off for another day, I really again am not getting anything done, was suppose to be making a meatloaf for dinner, well my neighbor came over and after a few too many beer (yes I can type and drink beer can't you) I am not up to making meatloaf.  Guess what we are having for dinner tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone enjoy the rest of the beautiful day it has turned out to be, be happy and love thy neighbor you never know when they aren't going to be there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and  hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-1803739801379942205?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1803739801379942205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/while-working-away-today-came-across.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1803739801379942205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1803739801379942205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/while-working-away-today-came-across.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4140084286432673416</id><published>2010-08-17T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:24:04.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a good read!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,Georgia,Times;"&gt;Here are some tips to remember, which should make cleaning  your house easier–or at least more fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman,Georgia,Times;"&gt;1. Don’t vacuum too often— it weakens the carpet fibers.  Say this with a  serious face, and shudder delicately whenever anyone  mentions Carpet  Fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. If disturbed, dust bunnies cannot evolve into dust  rhinos. Rename  the area under the couch “The Galapagos Islands,” and  claim an  ecological exemption.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Layers of dirty film on windows and screens provide a  helpful  filter against harmful and aging rays from the sun. Call it an  SPF  factor of 5, and leave it alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Cobwebs artfully draped over lampshades reduce the glare  from the  bulb, thereby creating a romantic atmosphere. If your husband  points  out that the light fixtures need dusting, simply look affronted  and  exclaim, “What? And spoil the mood?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. In a pinch, you can always claim that the haphazard  tower of  unread magazines and newspapers next to your chair provides the   valuable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Feng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shui&lt;/span&gt; aspect of a tiger, thereby reducing your   vulnerability. Roll your eyes when you say this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. Explain away the mound of pet hair brushed up against  the  doorways by claiming you are collecting it there to use for stuffing   hand-sewn play animals for underprivileged children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. If unexpected company is coming, pile everything  unsightly into  one room and close the door. As you show your guests  through your tidy  home, rattle the door knob vigorously, fake a growl  and say, “I’d love  you to see our Den, but Fluffy hates to be disturbed,  and the shots are  SO expensive.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. If dusting is REALLY out of control, simply place a  showy urn on  the coffee table and insist that “THIS is where Grandma  wanted us to  scatter her ashes.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. Don’t bother repainting. Simply scribble lightly over a  dirty  wall with an assortment of crayons, and try to muster a glint of  tears  as you say, “Junior did this the week before that unspeakable  accident.  I haven’t had the heart to clean it.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. Mix one-quarter cup pine-scented household cleaner with  four  cups of water in a spray bottle. Mist the air lightly. Leave  dampened  rags in conspicuous locations. Develop an exhausted look, throw   yourself onto the couch, and sigh, “I clean and I clean, and I still   don’t get anywhere.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So if you are thinking of popping in beware of many of the above.  Isn't it cute, I would like to take credit for writing, but I didn't and I can't remember where I stole from, but they don't know me so the likelihood of them reading is next to nil, and if they do, leave a comment and let us know who you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doing my link building I run across a lot of good talent and it makes for a great day reading peoples thoughts and opinions.  There is so many people out there doing the same thing with their blogs daily, just writing their thoughts down; whether for themselves or others, it is great.  A good place to talk about what is on your mind or what is happening in your day, or what ticks you off, which is kind of for me all of the above.  When Donkey doesn't want to talk to me, which can be often, he tells me all he hears is blah, blah, blah, I have somewhere to sound off.  I have been blessed with a large mouth and sometimes it is really hard to contain myself.  Who am I kidding I very rarely contain myself if ever really if we are going to be honest. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are having fall like weather here in my little village, trees are already changing colors and of course falling in the damn pool.  I wish they would just blow to someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; yard, or die.  That is mean, but I don't have any trees in my back yard, it is the neighbors that fall over and don't think it is fair that I have to clean up after them.  Maybe large nets around the yard would work, is that too much to ask Donkey to create for me?  I guess this year with being retired it will fall on me to rake leaves, yuck!  Don't mind if they are dry but when they are wet and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;goopy&lt;/span&gt; I am hard pressed to want to handle them at all.  Maybe I should get a leaf blower and blow them back over the fence, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;, I am thinking this could work.  They aren't home during the day, will have to buy myself a new toy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really don't have much else to say today, I should be link building still, which I will when I am done here, this is kind of my afternoon break and re-fuel.  With the link building you have to stay fresh or you don't get published, no publishing and you don't get good ratings, ratings keep me employed.  Its a hard gig but someone has to do it.  So off I go, have a very Happy Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4140084286432673416?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4140084286432673416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-good-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4140084286432673416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4140084286432673416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-good-read.html' title='This is a good read!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6951917915870015627</id><published>2010-08-16T15:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:32:24.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Have A Nice Weekend?</title><content type='html'>So did everyone have a nice weekend?  The weather was sure HOT yesterday, wow!  We actually were pretty quiet really.  Donkey plays hockey on Friday nights so date night has been thrown out the window.  Date night consisted of dinner at our favorite little restaurant right here in out tiny little village, always very good, no surprises.  And then Donkey had golf on Saturday, said it was terrible, but he still goes.  If I hated something that much I sure wouldn't always be going, but that is another one of those differences between men and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt; with my daughter and my great friend out west until 4:30 in the morning.  Actually we were on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ooVoo&lt;/span&gt;, lets you have up to 6 people on-line at the same time, pretty cool, but it isn't a free site like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;, so stick with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt; unless you want to pay.  You might be asking what we were doing on till that time, well we were catching up only like great friends can and drinking too much.  Sunday morning came way too early, had to go back to bed after letting my old dog out.  Had only 2 hours sleep at that point, couldn't function, needed more sleep.  Slept in till 11:30, which is really weird for the insomniac that I am, so kind of messed me up for the remainder of the day.  And then to get up to all that heat, holy it was hot.  I had to go for a swim before bed just to try and bring down my internal temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am accomplishing NOTHING!!!!  I can't seem to work, and it is really windy outside so don't really want to sit out there.  Should of stayed in bed today I think.  I have taken out chicken for supper and now I have no inspiration of what to do with it.  I am thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cajun&lt;/span&gt; chicken it is (meaning I will probably burn it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are still working across the road on the school, I am sure they appreciate the wind, other than it is blowing crap all over the neighborhood, which I guess they are responsible for picking up as per my son who is still working there.  Now how do you go about chasing stuff all around when you are up on a roof and it is obviously blowing off the roof?  So I guess their end of a day kind of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all was really kind of a quiet weekend, I didn't really even go anywhere, which is fine with me, I am quite happy to just stay at home and putter.  I cut the grass on Friday and was weed eating around the pool and there goes another stupid weed eater, I don't think I am meant to do that blue job.  Donkey said this one he can fix no problem, something to do with the string thing.  But I sure hate weed eating pulling around a big cord, pain in the butt, and makes me a little nervous when the cord falls in the pool.  But what is a girl suppose to do, not allowed to have a goat, which would do a much better job in my opinion.  So it didn't get done, and still not fixed, oh well I guess when I cut the grass this week there will just be more weed eating to do.  And did lots of plant pruning, they are hanging on really well, I am usually pretty good for killing most of my plants, this year I seem to have a knack for getting them to grow and stay alive.  Next year I am hoping for a small vegetable garden, will have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donkey has been working lots (in-between his other commitments) on the hot tub space, which is looking great.  Turning out really nice, going to be a really great addition to the back of the house and the yard to get away from the elements.  Probably won't be complete with screens this year but that is okay, will do that in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I really should be link building, which just doesn't seem to be happening today for some reason and I do have to go and get some wine for dinner.  Donkey doesn't drink wine so it will be really for me to have with dinner.  What does one have with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cajun&lt;/span&gt; chicken, will have to ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6951917915870015627?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6951917915870015627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/did-you-have-nice-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6951917915870015627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6951917915870015627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/did-you-have-nice-weekend.html' title='Did You Have A Nice Weekend?'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5159205286402648498</id><published>2010-08-14T17:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:49:02.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Mondays Or Any Day Really</title><content type='html'>No I don't usually post anything on the weekends, but had to pass this on for any and all to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Boss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret to inform you that I am unable to come to  work today.  You see, I am suffering from a terrible affliction called  Can't-Fit-Into-A-Damned-Thing-in-my-Closet. While I realize that this  condition is not contagious, the terrible mood associated with it can be  passed along quite easily and I would hate to spread that to the rest  of the staff. Also, I am quite sure that you would not want me there  wearing the one thing that does still fit me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my own skin&lt;/span&gt;.  No, it would not be a good thing to sit at one's desk totally naked now, would it? I daresay it might frighten the clients!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,  I feel it is in the best interests of all concerned if I spend some  time alone at home, taking my misery out on the treadmill instead of  yourself and my co-workers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll understand.  I'll see  you in a couple of weeks when I am 5 pounds thinner and therefore able  to squeeze my fat ass into something appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5159205286402648498?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5159205286402648498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-mondays-or-any-day-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5159205286402648498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5159205286402648498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-mondays-or-any-day-really.html' title='For Mondays Or Any Day Really'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2191475837381280961</id><published>2010-08-13T13:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:08:24.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well We Wanted Summer</title><content type='html'>I am sitting today in my over air-conditioned home, thinking about going for a swim in my 80 degree pool watching the guys working, literally their guts out.  My oldest son has been working there most of the week and I have been fortunate that he comes and has a visit and some lunch with his Mommy and of course I love it.  I feel needed when I have to make something for someone.  Anyways I sent him back to his crew with popsicles, feeling terrible for all of them having to work in this heat.  The boss today is lying on the concrete in the shade, suffering from sun stroke waiting on a relief crew to come and let him go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we all hate our jobs, well those that have them, but think of the guys and gals working outside on a day like today in this heat.  Maybe you have some working in your neighborhood, how about taking them something to help them cool off; even if it is just a glass of ice water.  I am sure they will appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that is my good deed for today!  Now on to my ranting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a few posts back, probably quiet a few, waiting on a decision from the government regarding unemployment that they told me I wouldn't be getting but then said to apply and do my bi-weekly thing.  Today is the 13th, Friday the 13th (scary) and decision was to have been made on the 12th, well surprise they haven't.  I didn't expect that they would, but don't give a date and then change your mind.  And they of course don't say anything else in regards to the change of date, well actually there is no new date, just that a decision hasn't been made.  So still waiting on my money that I had to pay off my pay every other week whether I wanted to or not, because we don't have a choice in that regards.  I wonder how much interest accumulates over a persons lifetime of the monies we have paid into unemployment.  Where is that, and where does it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have to get outside at some point and cut the grass, should of done first thing this morning before the heat took over.  I did get some of my plants that are done for the summer cut back and cleaned up, but still have the grass to tackle.  I think that will be a later today thing, possibly in my swim suit and a cold beer in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and the diet plan, yeah who am I kidding, Donkey and I just can't do it!!!!  We are fat people and we eat like fat people, no offense to fat people.  We enjoy our food, love our cold beer and what the hell throw in some chocolate and we are happy.  Will-power I have, I actually have lots if I want, but when it comes to saying No, just isn't gonna happen I guess.  So back to my original idea of dieting.  Duck tape across our mouths and we starve till we have lost the weight.  :)  Exercise I hear works pretty good, nope don't think I can do that either, sorry.  Anyone who knows me, knows I am lazy.  If there is an easy way to do something I will find it and exceed at making it look like I am working hard.  So I think the diet is currently out the window, until I have to wear a moomoo, I will be happy with who I have grown into.  I will try not to grow too much more!  Just keep telling ourselves that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have nothing planned for the weekend.  Donkey is golfing Saturday, and I will probably be here at the computer linking away.  It is a hard job but someone has to put all those annoying links in your web pages they don't just fall out of cyber space and land there all on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a tidbit of Donkey knowledge. (stop laughing) On the 23, 24, 25 and 26th you will be able to look up to the moon and see a red star; that red start is the planet Mars.  How cool is that, it can be seen with the naked eye but if you have a telescope you will have a better view.  This won't be seen again for 81,000 years.  Keep your eyes to the moon over those nights have a look at our future intended planet earth (not really but it is in the movies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some advertising now, by me for me:  Upright antique piano, dated back to the late 1800's free to anyone who can get it out of my house, I have need of the space.  Comment here or email me, please!  It has to go!  Does need tuning, but it is a beautiful antique piece quite lovely but I just don't have the room for it anymore.  Took four men and one bitch to get it into my house so be prepared if interested, we will not deliver or possibly help with the removal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it for the week my followers, I have to finish up around here for the day and get my butt motivated outside to the pool, yes I will cut the damn grass before Donkey gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs to you all and have a Great Weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2191475837381280961?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2191475837381280961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-we-wanted-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2191475837381280961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2191475837381280961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-we-wanted-summer.html' title='Well We Wanted Summer'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-8231368973610573437</id><published>2010-08-12T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:40:55.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humid!</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone or afternoon, I guess depends on when you read this.  Kind of a humid dull day out today but at least it isn't presently raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday party was a success!  My adorable little grandson had a good time at his party I think, was in good spirits, well that could of been the pop.  His birthday cake was great, done as a train with all the fixings, very cute, job well done by my daughter.  It was really nice to see my three children all in the same house, trust me that doesn't happen very often, can't remember the last time it did happen.  Obviously they don't get along, and haven't since probably they were teens.  Someday they will realize family is very important and your siblings can be your best friends if you let them.  Life is too short to hold grudges regardless of the origins, and like I always say, "you will miss me when I am gone."  This very much applies to them and each other,  we only get one shot at life, why not make it a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a shower finally, gas company finally came yesterday at 3, great technician, he should be working for a better company.  All fixed up, and was able to have a wonderful hot shower 20 minutes later, sure take things for granted until they are gone.  Had to go and purchase a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-humidifier last night to help with the dampness in our 100 year old basement as per his recommendation.  Wow, they are a bit more expensive than I would of thought, but if it helps and prevents future issues it will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to do any link building today, the site I usually work on is temporarily down so I have been catching up on things around the house.  How do two people always have so much laundry?  I think I do laundry everyday, someone must be dropping theirs off too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me continue on with my story of my grandson's birthday party.  He had decorations everywhere and a table full of finger foods, perfect for little people who like small nibbles.  And it was great to see family and friends.  The little monster got tons of toys, spoiled, and was completely running on orange soda at full tilt.  We continued on to a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt; with all the fixings, lots of food, they will be eating leftovers for a while.  And the weather was nice enough to be outside, a bit humid but was still nice.  I always feel sorry for the other little people when they don't understand where their presents are and how come they don't get any.  My little grand daughter really wanted to be right in there with the gift opening and it always makes me sad to watch them.  But it is her birthday next month and the roles will be reversed and I will be feeling bad for the other one.  Kids are just so cute, even when they are hopped up on sugar and pop, if we could only bottle up some of that energy we all could run around and act insane.  My little grand daughter at one point was putting on a dance routine, she is so cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;demonish&lt;/span&gt; but cute, had herself an audience so she had to entertain.  One of our nieces was there and they became instant friends, which was nice, they both had a little girl to play with instead of all boys.  Picked some lovely flowers out back and handed them out to everyone.  So simple the times of being young.  All in all I think it was a success and I am sure my daughter is good and tired today from all the prep and then the clean up.  Thanks for having us, love sharing these moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month is back to school time for all the little hell raisers of the neighborhood, thank goodness, keep them locked up for at least part of the day.  My little grandson will be one of those big boys, I think he is excited, well as far as he understands.  And grandma is nervous for him, he still is just a monster baby to me, undecided if I am going with him on his first day, he has asked me to, but thinking it might be a bit too emotional for me.  Isn't that silly, but all I can think is this is the beginning of his adventure in being a big boy and he really isn't going to want his grandma as much, selfish right?  I won't be able to whisk him away for days and return him when I am worn out anymore, he now will have somewhere that he has to be.  And then will be the friends, why would he want to hang out with us when he has friends to hang out with, which is great, but I am already jealous.  Maybe I will have to convince my grand daughter to come and have sleep overs and play with grandma, like that is going to happen!  Will have to see about bribing her with something :) the little brown eyed demon that she is.  I guess I have to wait and see and not get myself already bent out of shape wondering about the what-ifs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link site is finally up and working so I guess I should pretend that I am working really hard at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a very Happy Day, stay cool and fingers crossed that it doesn't rain until bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-8231368973610573437?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8231368973610573437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/humid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8231368973610573437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8231368973610573437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/humid.html' title='Humid!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2575405921658923661</id><published>2010-08-11T11:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T11:51:48.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Four!</title><content type='html'>Today is my grandson's birthday, he is four years old and on his way to being a little man.  Can't believe how fast the time is already going, he heads to school even this September, and he is just so little and cute it is hard to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some drama goes along with my little grandson today!  He got out of the house last night and was found by the police on a very busy corner in the city.   When my daughter was telling me the story this morning my heart I think stopped beating and fell out.  All is well but how scary for them.  Thank goodness she didn't call us last night and tell us, I don't know what or how we would of dealt with it.  And wait till grandma sees the little bum tonight at his birthday party, he is going to be getting a lot of hugs and kisses.  Can't imagine our lives without him in it and how scary to think that something terrible could of happened to him and we would of slept through it.  It is upsetting me even more as I think about it.  So I better change the subject!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So still no hot water for us.  I guess there was a miss communication on my part regarding the appointment I booked for Tuesday between 1 and 5, it actually was booked for Wednesday between 1 and 5.  That is right I am an idiot and I wouldn't understand what day I was booking an appointment for, you know I don't mind being without hot water and having no shower now going on the second day.  Seriously don't they have complete control over us.  And this is after I spoke to them yesterday twice when the guy still wasn't here after 5 and they said he was running 25 minutes late and would be right along, thank you for my patience.  They don't know me very well, I don't have patience!  Then the next call and service guy is now over an hour late, oh no you don't have an appointment.  What!  So now I get to talk to a young manager named Heather who will call back in an hour and see if she can't get someone here for us.  Oh and Heather, she didn't call back and this morning when I called to scream some more, they don't have a Heather who is a supervisor.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bull crap frigging company!&lt;/span&gt;  And what can we do about it, well nothing really they have you by the short and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;curlys&lt;/span&gt; and really don't think they care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Donkey went and had a look last night to see if he could maybe do something, nope that didn't turn out, but in the mean time we discovered that the furnace that I just had cleaned on the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, now hold on, guess what, isn't working either.  Gas problem, do you think!  So I call again this morning at 7:30 to make sure someone is coming, oh do you have a booking? no I kid you not.  Yes I do and it is supposedly today between 1 and 5, well let us just check that for you.  Whatever!!!!  So I also inform the knowledgeable person on the other end of the phone, and her name is Diane, that the furnace is also not working, is there possibly a gas problem?  She suggests checking that there is power on and check the fuse panel, uh, didn't think of that, come on don't you think we did that first.  Well maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-plug the hot water tank and plug in a blender to make sure there is power, not that all the lights blinking would mean anything, right.  Explain again to lovely third world Diane, have done everything we can think of, but still not working and neither is the furnace, and wait for it, this is good.  "I wonder if there is a gas problem", really Diane, aren't you so smart, good for you.  Now how about you get that technician here and he can maybe have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;looky&lt;/span&gt; loo.  Oh sure let's book you an appointment, what, how about the one you told me I already have, oh right, well he should be there between 1 and 5.  Great thanks, appreciate it, have a nice, you know what, day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough about that too!  I am getting myself really wound up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit, in desperate need of a shower, the pool just doesn't always cut it when you maybe need to wash your hair or shave your spider legs.  And obviously my mood isn't as good as it usually is, you know me, happy go lucky girl that I am.  And I have to drive into my grandson's birthday party so I can't even have a very tall glass of lovely wine.  But the day will end on a happy note, birthday cake and some big cuddles from my lovely grand children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even get any work done properly today, my head is so not on right.  And the guys are still working across the road and it stinks from the tar they are using.  Nice try Donkey saying they can add some pine smell to it, right, I may be blond but it is natural no root seepage, thank you very much.  Glad when they are done and out of there and the neighborhood can go back to quiet and smell better.  Well if I don't get a shower it won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that got a lot off my chest, maybe I will have just one glass of wine, not even a big one.  I think I should before the repair guy comes or I might not get hot water today, there will be a technician locked in the basement with a headache, self inflicted of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow my friends.  Have a Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Monster Baby&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2575405921658923661?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2575405921658923661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/hes-four.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2575405921658923661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2575405921658923661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/hes-four.html' title='He&apos;s Four!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6297567784401752190</id><published>2010-08-10T11:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:25:41.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would Like Some Hot Water - Please!</title><content type='html'>Yep, that is right, we have no hot water.  Thought something was not right yesterday with the hot water, thought it might of just been me.  Last night cleaning up after dinner, for sure, there is no hot water.  Cold showers for everyone!  Well they do say a cold shower is a means of weight lose, no really I read it somewhere.  But the gas company is coming today, between 1 and 5, why can't they give you a real time.  Not that I go anywhere but still.  Would be like saying I will pay my bill between the 1st and the 30th, but not sure what month. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is shaping up to be a nice day, we ended up with some good rain yesterday afternoon, free plant watering, thanks Mother Nature.  Was really dark and gloomy this morning but now the sun is out in all of its glory and it is getting hot.  You know what that means.  I will be on the deck this afternoon working on my chocolate tan.  Well after the gas company comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about some comments my loyal followers, would love to hear or see really, what you think.  Or suggestions of topics or maybe to just catch up.  You can do it, voice your opinion on what you see me ramble about or want me to ramble about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night for dinner I did a stir fry, remember Day One, turned out good, was filling and enough leftover for Donkey's lunch today.  Then we went for a walk and came home and ate creamsicles and a chocolate bar.  Day One was a bust!  But we at least went for a walk.  And I didn't have any wine so I get extra points!  Shall see how Day Two goes.  So far so good for me.  Don't know about this afternoon sitting on the deck in the hot sun, I might need something cool to drink and you know it isn't going to be water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have some beds to make after getting all the linen washed and dried and bathrooms to clean.  How do two people make such a mess all the time.  Would think it would all stay so nice and tidy, someone is not cleaning up after themselves and I won't name names, but I think he knows who I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck with the hot water, last time it took four days for them to get us a new tank, thank goodness for the pool, at least we can somewhat stay clean and not too smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6297567784401752190?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6297567784401752190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/would-like-some-hot-water-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6297567784401752190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6297567784401752190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/would-like-some-hot-water-please.html' title='Would Like Some Hot Water - Please!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-1066455955724310770</id><published>2010-08-09T13:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:49:19.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Back To Normal</title><content type='html'>Company is gone, :( and now it is time to get back to not being on holidays.  Not that I was really on holidays, but when you have company who are you want to be part of the experience.  And who doesn't like holidays?  Took our company back to Toronto yesterday afternoon in the rain and humidity, I guess if your holidays have to end they should end in rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up as per usual with my old dog and Donkey on his way to work.  Then it was time to get house back to normal, well as normal as we can be anyways.  I have house issues and I know this but I can't help it.  Things belong somewhere and that is where I want them to be and to stay.  Drives Donkey nuts I am sure, but he is patient, me not so much.  So puttering I went, and pretty much got things to where I want them, well for now anyways, that is another issue of mine, I like to re-arrange furniture, a lot.  And that is what I might do this afternoon, will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think they had a good visit, weather was good for them on the most part, and they were able to see the family that they like to see.  And thank goodness that those that they don't didn't show up.  Is that mean?  Well the old saying works for me, you can pick your friends but not your family.  Most of the family I would rather not know and sometimes that includes mine too. :)  But really I do already miss them, we travel together at least once a year and they come home when they can, and always great to see them and hang-out.  We will get together again at Christmas in Florida, can't wait, and no I am not going to figure out how long that is, depresses me to think about winter and snow and cold.  Yuck to winter!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have to stop thinking about the above, not going to say again until it is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to normal we will go, and diet!  Yep you heard me, Donkey and I are going to seriously look at loosing some weight.  And by loosing I mean I don't want to find it again, I want it gone.  We ate like we were on holidays, too much and too good.  Now it is back to reality, weiner water soup and lots of walks.  I don't exercise but I will go for a walk.  And we are not walking to get an ice cream this time around, really doesn't work when you are trying to loose some weight.  I don't think either of us has been this big in a very long time and speaking for myself, it is bad and not happy about the person who is looking at me in the mirror.  So wish us luck!  Any ideas we will appreciate the support.  Oh and I can't forget I am still going to drink my wine, grapes are good for you so I don't want to give it up.  I said weight lose not detox.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note today will be Day One!  And Donkey already ate part of what I was creating for dinner.  Back to the drawing board.  Too hot to think about dinner yet, will think later, after a few glasses of grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is suppose to be another hot one, we are just having a great summer for a change, the bit of rain we have been having doesn't even bother me.  It is keeping the grass green and my plants looking great.  We had so much rain yesterday I had to pump off the pool, and now today everything looks so happy and full.  Not really any sun out, but it sure is hot and humid.  Some of Donkey's guys are working at the school, poor buggers, feel bad for them having to work in this heat.  But they chose to be roofers and not work for the government.  Yeah I don't where that came from, but wouldn't it be nice if we all could work for the government, make tons of money and really not do anything.  And I am not talking about unemployment or welfare.  Speaking of unemployment; suppose to get a decision this Thursday one way or the other.  Will let you know, I am curious of the decision, and the reasoning behind it if they get one.  Really don't think I will qualify and that is fine but would be nice to get some of the money I have paid into it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rambling aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on that note I think I will go and move some furniture.  Donkey lost his favorite chain a couple of weeks ago, so I will see if I can find it by moving things around a bit.  Have a good day everyone and talk to you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-1066455955724310770?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1066455955724310770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-get-back-to-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1066455955724310770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1066455955724310770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-get-back-to-normal.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Back To Normal'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-6767407160877355519</id><published>2010-08-06T14:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:45:07.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Today Is Going To Be Cold</title><content type='html'>Our weather is confusing me, today I am having to wear a hoodie, in the house it is so damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh!  It is Friday finally!  Not that it really makes a difference to me, but Fridays were always a good day, especially if you had the weekend off.  Not really doing anything this weekend, I think Donkey will be working on the hot tub room, and I will probably do my usual early morning link building.  Our company heads out on Sunday so we still have the rest of today and all of Saturday for visiting.  They are hardy, outside presently in the sun.  There is lots of sun it is just too cold for this girl, I want heat and sun not sun and wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kids or grandkids this weekend, my nephew and his daughter are coming tomorrow for BBQ in the afternoon.  And the in-laws have been invited but they probably won't come, the drive is too much for them, even when someone else is driving. ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure haven't been inspired this week for my postings, not sure what is up with that.  Will try harder next week, maybe have had too quiet of a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well kids I am off in search of some heat and a snack, everyone have a great weekend and will ramble to you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-6767407160877355519?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6767407160877355519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-today-is-going-to-be-cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6767407160877355519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/6767407160877355519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-today-is-going-to-be-cold.html' title='So Today Is Going To Be Cold'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-200275997727853850</id><published>2010-08-04T12:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:18:03.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say HOT!</title><content type='html'>Was it hot enough yesterday for everyone?  Wow!  It was smokin' hot out.  Today is much better as far as being able to at least not sit and melt into a sweat puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donkey returned to work today, his holidays are over again until December.  Boy did he work hard around here too during his one week.  Lots done, looks great.  The new tub area is well on its way to being built.  Well I guess you could say it is built, now needs the finishing touches, but looks great, exactly what I had envisioned.  Take that nasty mosquitoes!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company is still here, only a few days left now, they are headed home on Sunday.  We won't see them now until Christmas holidays in Florida.  Hope they have had a good time, haven't really done much, but the weather has been great and that is part of what them come for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't written all week, has felt like there just isn't enough hours in the day.  Have missed you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be another outside day, love spending the time outdoors, winter will be here before we know it.  So get outside and enjoy what is left of one of our better summers.  And with that said I am heading outside.  Love you all and could ramble for hours but much prefer the great outdoors over my computer.  I do love my computer don't get me wrong, but it does nothing for my chocolate tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-200275997727853850?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/200275997727853850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-you-say-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/200275997727853850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/200275997727853850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-you-say-hot.html' title='Can you say HOT!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-2047180288057318166</id><published>2010-07-30T19:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T19:08:24.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This one is going to be really short.  We are just heading out to some supper.  Friday is fish and chip night at Tiffany's and that is where we are headed.  Donkey is at hockey, yuck, it is summer, not suppose to be playing hockey!  And I am not cooking, it is the weekend, was either fish and chips or pizza.  Well you already know what won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy weekend ahead, sun, pool and cool drinks, busy, busy, busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one is really short, off we go, and have to walk, already did it once today, I think I can do it again.  Well there is a nice glass of wine at the end of the walk, so as long as I stay focused I think I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend to all!  Blabber at you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-2047180288057318166?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2047180288057318166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-one-is-going-to-be-really-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2047180288057318166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/2047180288057318166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-one-is-going-to-be-really-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-7696921463618789090</id><published>2010-07-29T10:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:37:51.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there!  Sorry I missed Wednesday's post, and it was a crappy day for the weather.  When it did finally clear up it was too hot to be outside.  Me too hot to go outside, but it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law and I went into Orillia to do a bit of shopping, really all we bought was food.  Some nice cookies from Mariposa and fresh fruit at the Country Produce.  Was a nice little trip out and then we came home and enjoyed the heat.  Too hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far today looks like it is going to be gorgeous out, when I am all done working and blogging will spend the rest of the day pool-side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got our hot tub fixed, it is up and running, waiting for us to enjoy with some nice cold beer, thinking I will be doing that today at some point.  Donkey is off to go and get some wood to build stairs for us, since we have moved it to the new location we need stairs to get in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight we out for dinner, I DON'T HAVE TO COOK!  Looking forward to no cooking and no clean-up.  Hasn't been that bad, and no one has died yet from my cooking, haven't even complained, they are being polite I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a new little bookstore in Orillia, right on the main street, he presently doesn't have a whole lot, but you can see the potential is there.  A little bit of everything for everyone and even has a used section at the back.  Sorry I can't remember the name but will look again next time we are there.  Prices were about the same as everywhere else, no big deals but maybe that will come.  Actually left a bookstore without buying a book, just wasn't having a good belly day and through me right off.  Next time will have to buy extra.  I actually have to have a look through my library; there is a book I keep seeing and not sure if I have it or not, Diana Gibaltar, who is a big fav of mine, and the book is something Echo.  Will do that today and see if I have or don't have, because it will be a must have if I don't have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another day is upon us, and really not accomplishing a whole lot, so I think I am just gonna go and clean the kitchen, make the bed and head outside.  Why fight it, it has to be noon somewhere!  Have a good day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-7696921463618789090?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7696921463618789090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-there-sorry-i-missed-wednesdays-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/7696921463618789090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/7696921463618789090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-there-sorry-i-missed-wednesdays-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-1485720438988140564</id><published>2010-07-27T13:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T13:34:23.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Hot Enough For You!</title><content type='html'>Really I shouldn't complain about the heat because I do really like it.  I am cold all the time, so when it is hot, I am almost happy.  Give me a hot day and a cold beer, well now I am happy.  Working away today on my links, yeah I don't know anymore than that so don't ask me, I get the email and I do it.  Not really sure what it is I am doing, but I get paid.  Anyways working away and come across a recipe for Mojitos, and I am thinking I have tons of fresh mint just growing away in the back garden, pretty sure I have rum, who am I kidding of course I have rum.  Well all I need is some limes and club soda, going to have to go to the store before I sit outside for the afternoon.  In Cuba we had tried mojitos and didn't really care for them, but I have a hankering for one.  Will let you know how they turned out.  You will maybe notice that I said they turned out, I am not going to only have one, going to have to test a few. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company has gone visiting today, so I have been able to get lots done, some housework, lots of link building and even getting ready to finish up some potato salad for dinner tonight.  I think they are having a good time, the weather has been so nice, we are spending lots of time outdoors.  And my Donkey starts holidays tomorrow, so that is going to be even better.  Feel bad, knowing he is working away and we are sitting by the pool, eating and having a beer, makes me feel awful, yeah right, the bugger would do it to me in a heart beat.  I remember a few years ago when he was off with company and I was working and they actually called me to let me know they were drinking beer beside the pool and how was my day going.  Too funny, laugh about it now, at the time I was a little pissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really been doing a whole lot, my brother-in-law is suffering from Sciatica presently, so he is really in quite a bit of pain but being a good sport about everything all in all.  And my cute little sister-in-law (I know you will smile when you read this) is getting lots of sun which she loves.  She wants to go home all nice and toasty brown at the end of their holidays.  Don't blame them, think they will be going home to snow, doesn't snow in the west soon?  Teasing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am off to finish up and then to the store and then to the pool.  Yeh! outside here I come, oh and don't forget the Mojitos, so I really had better go to the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-1485720438988140564?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1485720438988140564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-it-hot-enough-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1485720438988140564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/1485720438988140564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-it-hot-enough-for-you.html' title='Is It Hot Enough For You!'/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-368599896601703380</id><published>2010-07-26T11:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T14:44:30.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did everyone have a nice weekend?  Great weather, always nice on a weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up our house guests Friday afternoon and had the pleasure of driving back up north from Toronto in the cottage traffic.  These people do this every weekend?  Not frigging likely, an hour and a half trip was closer to three hours in solid traffic.  Would never be my way to start off a weekend to the cottage, nope, would be stressed to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice weekend, some good food, compliments of Donkey.  Oh and way too much beer, sorry about the 3 a.m., my dear sister-in-law.  Good thing she is tolerant, well for those of you who know me, you all understand tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some great news from my bestest friends out west, they are coming home!!!!  Isn't that wonderful, can't wait, I know the time has gone by quicker than we all expected but this is way better.  I am being selfish, but can't wait for them to be back within driving distance.  And don't care how many hours, at least they will be here in Ontario.  Everyone wish them the best of luck to get here nice and quick and start the next faze of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little chuckle.  We are having our furnace cleaned today, and the very pleasant man who shows up to do it is a larger man.  The entrance into our basement isn't a very large space, and you also have to duck down to get thru one area, sorry I am rude, well that isn't the best of it.  I open the door to our spider infested dungeon and apologize for the cob webs and the larger than life spiders, and he is that is okay this is why the customer goes first.  Haha, guess what I don't go down there, sorry about your luck.  Well let us just say he isn't as pleasant as he was upon arrival. :)  What I told you I am rude.  Sorry he is now sitting in his truck with it running, probably air conditioning.  He wanted the furnace running, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that isn't nice, but it is kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the site I usually do my links on isn't working today, it was, decided I guess that I should have the time off with my company and sit by the pool and drink beer.  Sure not going to argue with that, someone obviously loves me and wants me to relax and work on my chocolate tan.  So I shall leave you until next time.  Have a good day everyone, hope you are having as good as a day as I am about too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-368599896601703380?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/368599896601703380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/did-everyone-have-nice-weekend-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/368599896601703380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/368599896601703380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/did-everyone-have-nice-weekend-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-8168754271172144779</id><published>2010-07-22T14:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:43:14.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Donkey's birthday is over for another year.  I think it went good, the cake was ugly but sure tasted good, nice and light and moist.  My daughter came with my little grand daughter and the neighbors came over with there daughter and company from England.  All in all I think he was pleased.  He received some great gifts, which I know he really loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little grandson has gone home now and the house is really quiet, still a mess, haven't got to that yet.  I have been trying to catch up on my link postings.  And instead of being here that is what I honestly should be doing, but have lost my train of thought doing them so I have decided to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to get outside and cut the grass still today too, they are calling for rain tomorrow and I have to pick up my company in Toronto tomorrow, oh and take my son for his driver's license in the morning, cross your fingers he gets it this time.  I think I have said it before this retirement thing is really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night our greatest friends called Donkey to wish him a happy birthday, he was so pleased when he got off the phone.  Loves talking to them, and we all wish we were closer together, it is still weird to celebrate things and they aren't with us.  Soon we will all be together, only two more years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am not going to make it to drinks tonight with some old friends, I know I am pushing it thinking I have time.  So much to do around here, and yet I still sit here on the puter typing away, it is one of those cases where I know I have to get motivated and it just isn't happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I hate going to the airport, not that it is a far drive it is just the drive.  And then the parking and waiting, I am not a good waiter, actually I am not a good person to drive very far with either, it is really hard to sit still that long.  But it will be worth it when they arrive and we get to hang out for the next couple of weeks.  Eat too much and drink way too much, good times.&lt;br /&gt;And I still have to do my link posts during those two weeks, I think I will be getting up a bit earlier to get those done.  I can't stay up later, because I just have to sleep, love sleeping.  I am a bad sleeper, up at least three times a night, and then up as soon as the sun is up.  So when I get the chance to sleep I am in bed lickety split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the unemployment office today, they needed my record of employment, now you might be asking why, thought you aren't getting unemployment, yeah me too, so will wait and see.  Have to do more statements tomorrow, these will bring me to six weeks, so might have some money from them next week.  Yeah right!  Lady at the unemployment office didn't know anything about the phone call saying I wasn't getting unemployment, I would think it would be right there in the computer when she pulls it up, but nope nothing, so it is really very confusing for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am off to go and cut grass, clean floors, make spare bed, clean bathrooms, finish laundry, do windows (I don't do that  - wanted to see if you were paying attention), and you know lounge around the house in my feather stilettos and eat bon bons.  Isn't that what most people do?  This is what my husband thinks I do all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-8168754271172144779?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8168754271172144779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/donkeys-birthday-is-over-for-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8168754271172144779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/8168754271172144779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/donkeys-birthday-is-over-for-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4038757557965523554</id><published>2010-07-21T14:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:23:27.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it is hump day, right isn't that what they call Wednesdays?  I wonder why other than it is mid-week I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my wonderful husband's birthday as I mentioned yesterday.  My little grandson and I made the cake, it is interesting to look at to say the least.  I am sure it will taste better than it looks.  I bought a bunch of balloons to decorate, well let's just say that didn't work out how I thought.  The balloons are a success as far as the grandson feels, and he has pretty much claimed them all for himself.  Some have gone FREE outside, they were too lonely in the house and wanted to go and see the moon.  Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention what we are having for dinner, well I went and picked up all the fixings, and I think I will just sit this one out.  Don't have to have dinner everyday and this is one I am more than happy to miss, besides there is a very ugly cake that will need eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lovely weather day so far, they are calling for some rain, which is okay, my grass could use a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember last week I mentioned about my unemployment, well today I have received a letter asking for my ROA, which is fine I have it, but why would they need if I am not going to receive any benefits, so I will drop it off tomorrow and wait and see.  I think if I do ever receive anything from them, I just might put it aside for a bit, just in case they want it back.  You know it wouldn't be their mistake it would be mine, so of course if they gave me the money and wanted it back I better for sure have it.  What are they going to garnishee my old age pension, that would be funny.  Last I looked I can't even afford cat food for myself with what they are going to pay me.  And who am I kidding, by that time it won't even probably be still around, they will have changed the rules or something and I won't be entitled to it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little grandson is going home tonight, his mom and sister are coming for dinner and cake and then he is back home to his house.  It has been fun, and tiring, my house is in need of a good cleaning.  That will be what my Thursday will entail.  Friday I have my wonderful sister-in-law and brother-in-law coming for two weeks.  Keep fingers crossed that we have continued nice weather and we can enjoy some outdoors.  The yard is looking so nice and love spending as much time as possible out in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be asking what has happened to my featured Wine Korner, well the grandson is here and I just can't indulge like I like to.  But did I mention he is going home!!!!  That is funny because I will miss him before he is even out of the village.  You are probably asking about now, "what about the sister" well let's just say thank goodness she is cute.  No she really is cute but she doesn't really like it at grandma's unless her mom is here.  She has a hearing disorder, as in she only listens to what she wants and then continues on to do as she pleases.  Grandma doesn't do well with that!  But she is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have been invited to go and have drinks with some friends I haven't seen in forever, and really hope that I can make it.  As long as I can get done around the house what needs to be done and my link building for the day I should be good to go.  I tell you this retirement life is really busy.  I could still use a few more hours to my day and a long weekend a little more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well kids that is it for today, we seem to be having a crisis about some paper in the livingroom and I have been requested to clean it up.  Did I mention he is going home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4038757557965523554?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4038757557965523554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-it-is-hump-day-right-isnt-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4038757557965523554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4038757557965523554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-it-is-hump-day-right-isnt-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5669028613278023756</id><published>2010-07-20T13:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:20:08.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So no takers on the old dog then???  Well we did have a better sleep last night, so he is good for a little longer.  Well how about the grandson who is normally the apple of my eye.  Little bum has not been  getting enough sleep at grandma and papa's and oh boy is he miserable.  He is presently suppose to be having a nap in grandma's bed, and of course watching tv.  Wow kids watch a lot of tv, and they know what is on and when.  Personally I could live without the stupid noisy thing.  Not used to getting up and turning it on, usually have to turn it off if Donkey has been in a rush in the morning.  What ever happened to a good book or coloring for hours on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a real run for our money with my little apple of my eye, he sure didn't like us.  Supper was not up to his palette, cupcakes were what he wanted and very upset when grandma said no way until some dinner was at least tried.  Nope didn't happen.  Little man bathed and in bed at 7, boy did we feel terrible, but he was not out, back up at 8:30 until 10, when of course now he is hungry.  Anyways this morning he had 3 bowls of cereal, 2 cupcakes and some fruit gummie things.  Now he is back in bed wanting the lunch that he refused to eat.  Is it home time yet???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to be baking a cake for Donkeys birthday tomorrow, well I don't have what I need, and no car seat to go and get.  Papa took my truck today for some repairs and forgot to leave me the car seat.  So guess who is running around like a chicken with her head cut off tomorrow.  Oh and did I mention I have company arriving Friday for two weeks.  Life goes on right, well grandma needs a nap and a big bottle of wine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it really is a pleasure to have my little apple here, my children never had grand parents that would take them, thinking I know why, no I am kidding.  They are our youth and they keep us feeling young.  A lot of fun when they have had some proper sleep, yeah me too please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is my Donkeys birthday, I would tell you how old he is but I don't want you to think he is a complete cradle robber. ;)  And for dinner, now hold your stomach because this is disgusting, he wants pea and bacon soup with ham and swiss sandwiches on rye bread.  YUCK!  We have this thing and always have that on your birthday you get to pick what you want for dinner.  I remember when my children were younger they would pick something they knew their siblings hated, just because they could, forgetting that they had to eat it too.  Funny!  Well let me just say it won't be homemade soup, I hate peas, wouldn't eat them if my life depended on it, so it will be some disgusting canned soup, that will look and smell like you know what.  Anyone want to come to dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my little apple has finally fell asleep, so I better go and get some housework done and away from this puter.  We are spending the rest of the afternoon when he gets up in the pool, well that is after he has the lunch that I wrapped up and he said was garbage, because he is probably starving the little monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a good day, and will talk to you tomorrow, will give you a posting on the very tired grandma that I am.  I should be up there napping too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5669028613278023756?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5669028613278023756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-no-takers-on-old-dog-then-well-we.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5669028613278023756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5669028613278023756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-no-takers-on-old-dog-then-well-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-692647288070126555</id><published>2010-07-19T11:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T13:38:22.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Let me just start off with, that was a really nice weekend and we really enjoyed the food, the company and the great weather.  And where the hell did the nice weather go?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spoken too soon the sun is coming out!  Love when Mother Nature listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone wanting an old dog?  Because I am going to kill mine if he keeps waking me up at 4 in the morning.  Realize he is getting old, but so am I and I need my sleep, I get little enough of it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend though wasn't it!  And to end a great weekend, we went and picked up my almost 4 grandson so he can come and play at papa's house.  We also went yesterday and picked up some remote control boats, papa thinks they suck.  But he also wanted a big one with a steering wheel.  How about a big no!  Start off small and then we will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently my grandson is in the living-room cleaning up toys so we can head outside and put those bad boys in  the pool and have a race.  I will let him win, only because I can't figure out the steering thing, just happy to get it to go forward and not always in circles.  Well maybe cleaning up has a different meaning to a four year old, he is actually bouncing around with some birthday balloons for papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to bake a cake and decorate it, with the help of my little demon grandson, no I am kidding, he is great (when his mom isn't here - and I know you are smiling as you read that).  Even was able to get him to eat some lunch, and trust me that is an accomplishment in itself.  I bribed him with cupcakes - put them right in front.  Mean I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off to the pool we go, tire the little monkey out - I hope - Grandma is tired could really use a nap; remember the stupid dog, that is free to a good home, actually doesn't even have to be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day all; hope the sun is shining where you are too.  See you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-692647288070126555?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/692647288070126555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-monday-let-me-just-start-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/692647288070126555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/692647288070126555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-monday-let-me-just-start-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5672777050004080634</id><published>2010-07-15T15:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:38:39.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Thursday was a hot one!  But I got some of the grass cut, the back anyways.  Since my retirement I have taken on the cutting of the grass, what was I thinking??  It is a big job, and I can't do front and back in the same day, I would be lying on the yard dead for sure.  So I get the grass all done and then out comes the weed-eater thing, not a fan, but it has to be done.  Boy can I make a mess, I have so much grass in the damn pool, not to mention how often I almost trip and go in the pool.  Well the stupid thing runs out of the cutting stuff, so I have to quit for the day, thank God for that!  Donkey will have to figure that out for me, not mechanically inclined and have no intentions of learning, thank you very much.  So now I have to get all the grass out of the pool, and that is another job I really can't say I care for.  There has got to be a better way.  Light goes on, I am spraying all the grass that grows too close to the decking with killer, that will fix it!  Concrete the entire yard would be so much less work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a good story for my readers, because I like to think I have them.  When I retired from my job, that I absolutely hated and was seriously at the point that I was going to hurt someone, I naturally applied for unemployment.  Paid into it since I was 12, should get something right?  Well I had read their site regarding the qualifications for unemployment and quitting, what the heck I am still going to apply.  Anyways, all happy with the thoughts that maybe I will get a little bit, and can up my wine intake and not have to bother the other half to get it for me.  Like that would ever happen!  Well don't I get a phone call last week that no I am not entitled to unemployment, because you can't quit your job without just-cause, I guess mentally over loaded and contemplating murder doesn't quite cut it.  By the way I did tell them that when I had applied and you have to write your life story for them.   So don't I give this woman who is just doing her job a blast, seriously where is all the money that I contributed.  Oh and you don't have a choice you have to pay into unemployment, it is not an option to any of us.  Well unless you are self employed or working under the table or possibly a thief.  Back to my story.  So no unemployment, whatever, now I am pissy, and give Donkey the what for, like he has any control, and he gave me some good advice.  Which I haven't of course followed.  So yesterday I go and get the mail, walking, like I always do, need to keep in shape, and don't I have a letter from unemployment.  I need to go on-line or call and fill out my weekly benefit statements.  What?  So on-line I go, have a new access number for the unemployment site, and they are waiting on me to fill out forms, from back in June, and I am a two weeks behind in my benefit statements, you know the thing you fill out saying whether or not you are looking for work and are available.  After doing that, I think well since I am here I am going to check this out, there is a section to check at what stage your claim is at.  Now remember I said they had called last week saying no; on-line says they haven't reached a decision at this time, but have received my information from today and they are processing.  Come on who is messing with me!  All I want is all the money that I have paid since the age of 12 back, is that too much to ask, or I am going to Welfare, no I'm not.  I love our government and all they do for us, the support and recognition that we receive from them and the damn lint in our pockets.  Maybe I can get a GST credit, do we still have that?  Or an extra HST credit?  Sorry I am making myself giggle.  Sorry it was a shorter story in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the weekend is upon us, yeah!  And you won't hear from me until Monday, I have to set up some boundaries for myself or I will always be rambling on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a nice weekend, my oldest son and his girlfriend are coming up to hang out at the pool, and Donkey is golfing with an old friend.  I have already promised myself to not drink too much, is there ever too much?  And work on my chocolate tan.  Company coming a week today and I have to show off my tan, I hear they are pretty white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner last night was terrible, was just simple bbq chicken with some thai noodles, was disgusting.  I wasn't in the mood to cook was hopping my honey would bring something home, well I didn't ask him, so therefore he didn't, my fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone have a nice weekend, if you are bored, please drop by, love having drop ins, bring beer and wine; oh and something to eat, I am not cooking this weekend, Donkey can.  Talk to you Monday, be safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5672777050004080634?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5672777050004080634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-thursday-was-hot-one-but-i-got.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5672777050004080634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5672777050004080634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-thursday-was-hot-one-but-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-4278103716103987786</id><published>2010-07-14T14:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T07:27:09.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well what a nice surprise, my Kitten has found me!  For those who don't know who my kitten is, she is a very special friend from a time too long ago.  We touch base we lose base, but with those special friends it doesn't ever really matter.  They will always be our friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it hot enough for everyone!  Hate having to have air conditioning on, just watch the money fly around the house all in the effort to stay cool.  I think I could live without it, well I know I could if Donkey didn't live here too.  I wouldn't probably be alive if poor Donkey had to come home and attempt to sleep in a hot humid environment.  His patience wouldn't last!  And those that know me know you need patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of air conditioning and the money that hydro sucks from us, how is everyone loving the new HST and all it is going to do for us.  That's right you heard me, isn't that why our government has put it into place, make more jobs, put money back into the tax payers pockets.  I don't know about you but I am not finding any money in my pockets, but it is new so maybe next month.  Sorry I had a little spit up there.  I did warn you that I have opinions and not everyone will agree with them.  Close your eyes if you don't want to see them and just touch the screen, at least then we can still stay in-touch and you won't have to read this.&lt;br /&gt;So now I go to the grocery store and have to try and figure out what is and isn't taxed.  Where is that money going again?  What if we only bought what doesn't have the HST on it, would that work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a beautiful day, I did get my new grass seed in place, now to watch it grow.  And planted some beautiful daisies that I got at the market just up the highway.  Yellow and purple, really nice, let's see if Donkey notices.  He didn't had to point them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was an Alaskan Pollock with green onions, thai seasoning, and a mild salsa sauce.  Served on a korma rice with peppers and onions.  Was going to also do some yellow beans fresh from the market, but I had started into Miller time and that was going better than chucking beans.  I think that is what they call it when you are taking off the ends. Correct me if I am wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Wine Korner - today was just all about the Miller, I lie it was BraVa - I am on a budget now, so have to watch my spending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is cute, my wonderful husband; who I think you have figured out, I call Donkey, took the grand-babies ice creams for a treat.  And I really hope he gave them some Grandma hugs and kisses.  Miss seeing them everyday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is suppose to be even hotter, hope everyone can keep cool.  Just call in sick; due to a lack of interest, I can do it for you if you want.  We'll hang out and have some nice cold drinks.  I need to find my recipe for tequila and lichey pop, they are so good.  Put Donkey to bed one Saturday at 4 in the afternoon, he isn't a tequila drinker obviously.  But it was a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-4278103716103987786?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4278103716103987786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-what-nice-surprise-my-kitten-has.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4278103716103987786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/4278103716103987786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-what-nice-surprise-my-kitten-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5626386080906045784</id><published>2010-07-13T16:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:23:36.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am again, did everyone enjoy their french fries?  We didn't end up having any, even had them already, Donkey didn't want.&lt;br /&gt;Then found out this morning, yesterday was also Happy Pecan Pie Day, that I know he would of wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So summer is here and so far so good, I presently look like a nice piece of chocolate, and if I have my way I will be dark chocolate soon.  We seem to be getting enough rain to keep everything nice and green, but also those beautiful hot days that makes everyone complain about the heat.  We are just never happy, either too cold or too hot.  Personally I hate the cold and everything about it, well I should correct that, I do like ice in a nice tall drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I worked most of the day, because of the rain.  So was able to rack up a nice amount of hours. Worked my poor fingers to raw bleeding bones, well that is what I tell the boss anyways.  Who am I kidding I am the boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner last night was BBQ burgers, some deviled eggs, (to put a smile back on my Donkeys face).  And again when I figure out the whole picture thing I will include some.  The deviled eggs looked yummy sitting in the frig.  Oh and a salad, have to eat something healthy.  Donkey took the leftovers today, hope he opens a window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wine Korner&lt;/span&gt; - nothing exotic or expensive.  Just a nice strawberry zinfandel, always a good choice, especially when it is hot out.  Donkey's new beer of choice is Steam Whistle,  compliments of our neighbor who has introduced him to this pilsner.  A nice local brewery, keep it Canadian if you can.  But he was busy working outside and not wanting a beer.  The yard is looking so good.  We are now ready for the hot tub motor to be returned to the tub, and then the construction can begin.  Damn mosquitoes, they are the reason behind all the work.  You can't sit outside after 7 unless you want to be on the vampire menu.  Well we will fix their little blood sucking ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished a really good book last night.  My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult, and I am sure most of you have seen the movie by now, I am not a tv person, would rather read the book.  It was wonderful, a very good read, left me crying at the end.  Love a book that can make me cry.  Tears are such a waste of an emotion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a hot one!!!!!  I have some soil to move and some grass seed to attempt to plant; as long as I do that before Miller time I should be okay.  And of course I have to work on my tan.  Days like today I wish my beautiful Grandchildren lived closer and we could play in the pool all day.  Someday this will happen, especially if they move to my little village.  Yes I am a grandma, and it is the best! wish I had of had them first.  No offense kids!  How can it get any better, you wind them up, sugar them up and then send them home.  And they truly love me, even when I make them help clean the house.  I have a picture of my curly haired granddaughter vacuuming before she could walk.  Anyone that knows me, knows I am not kidding.  Teach them young, not a bad thing.  My little grandson even wipes down the counter after washing his hands, how cute is that.  When my daughter is up next she will teach me how to add photos and I will share these little treasures with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I should head outdoors and get my chores done so I can enjoy Miller time.  In this heat you need to keep hydrated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a Great Day and look forward to rambling again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;love and hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5626386080906045784?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5626386080906045784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/here-i-am-again-did-everyone-enjoy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5626386080906045784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5626386080906045784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/here-i-am-again-did-everyone-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670739383081092687.post-5376451733423308240</id><published>2010-07-13T14:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:32:57.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here it goes, I have my first blog post.  And I am already stumped of what I should be writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have told you a bit about myself already, see the side about author, but I guess I could tell you a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, Happy National French Fries Day - no it really is- check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said I am recently retired and loving every minute of it!  Have been learning to garden, and so far so good, things are still alive, some don't look that great but I did say I was learning.  Will follow-up with pictures when I figure that feature out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work on-line doing editing as a part-time gig, gives me some of my own money, girl has to have wine, right.  My husband is awesome but I don't think he would fully support my love of a good wine.  Will have to find out if I can list those, I don't see why not.  Maybe I will have to have a section of my Wine of the Week.  Or Nettie's Wine Korner.  I like the spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also learning to cook again.  When my three wonderful children were growing up, they are going to read that comment and get a good laugh, I was a full-time stay at home mommy, and loved every minute of it.  Well back in the day, I made everything that went into their cherub little faces homemade.  Poor little beggars didn't know what a store bought cookie was until they went to school.  I wonder which they preferred?  So back to cooking I am, and trying out all kinds of recipes that my job never allowed me the time to do.  There we go, might have that going on too.  Nettie in the Kitchen.  I make a mean Cajun Chicken!  Really it is burnt, but I won't tell if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes, this will be my day one, and of hopefully many.  Have been wanting to have a place that I can share and complain and view all at once.  I think I have found it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670739383081092687-5376451733423308240?l=nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5376451733423308240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-here-it-goes-i-have-my-first-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5376451733423308240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670739383081092687/posts/default/5376451733423308240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nettiesdayalmosteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-here-it-goes-i-have-my-first-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Annette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
