How To Leave Your Husband / Wife

It kinda disturbs me....ok, it REALLY disturbs me that I sign on to msn and see articles on how to leave your spouse. Why does committment, love, marriage not have any more meaning than that of a lark these days? It makes me real sad. Why do people jump ship at the slightest sign of trouble? Do people even know how to love anymore? Or the point of it? I dunno.....as I said, makes me sad. I mean, if you are uncertain, if you have doubts, then don't marry the person for goodness sakes! If your not sure you want to commit, DONT!! If you don't know for sure that you love someone, don't tell them you do. Instead people do whatever strikes their fancy at the moment, and then just parachute out when something they never really knew if they wanted didn't work out. What a waste of time for all involved. I believe in Love. I believe in Commitment. I wish the world in general did too.

If I Had Several Million Dollars...

Browsing super expensive stuff today.....indulging in the fantasy of what I would buy if I had millions and millions of dollars....here is just a few of my favourites:

I want THIS HOUSE it's on Heffley Lake...if you click on the link you get more pictures...it's stunning and SO me.

A few things I'd buy to put IN my house.....

The Car I'd be driving...Mazda RX-8

Some of the jewlery I would adorn myself with. (YES I would buy 2 diamond rings....cause they are pretty and sparkley and I talk with my hands so each hand would dazzle the eyes)

And a few of the appliances I'd buy for the above said new house.....

On top of that I'd pay off everyones debts - take a fabulous vacation every year that lasted a few months that Noah could enjoy too, and buy the best camera equipment available....

Now it's time to come back to reality. But it's fun to dream sometimes...

This is Insanity - Another Tasering

OK, maybe this guy was badass and maybe he wasn't. Probably was from the sounds of it. But seriously.....if the {RCMP} ** CORRECTION** Police in General cannot be taught to use tasers correctly, they shouldn't be using them. How much more will they embarrass themselves? I don't think they are supposed to kill people with the darn things are they? But they just can't help themselves....

from MSN News:

Man dies after being Tasered by Winnipeg police

A man died Tuesday after police used a Taser to subdue him, in what is believed to be the first such case in Winnipeg.

Witnesses told CTV Winnipeg the unidentified man, reportedly in his 20s, had been wielding a knife. But police spokesperson Const. Jacqueline Chaput would not confirm that report.
She said the "electronic control device" was used during a police call to a person's home, but would not give specific details.

"Upon attending, officers encountered a male at the rear of a residence," she said. "This resulted in an officer deploying his electronic control device. The male was conveyed to hospital in critical condition and has since succumbed to his injuries."

It's unclear why the man died or why officers were forced to use a Taser. But Chaput said the confrontation was serious enough that more than five police officers were dispatched to the scene.

Witnesses say police and paramedics tried to revive the man before he was taken to hospital, where he was pronounced dead.

Chaput said the homicide unit is investigating the incident because it involved a police officer.
Police told CTV News Tuesday night they are still trying to determine the identity of the man. Witnesses said they saw police chasing the man, who was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, and that the man then jumped over a fence.

"The next thing we know is that a witness who lives on the street and whose house is on the back lane where the Tasering occurred heard a loud siren," reported CTV's Murray Oliver in Winnipeg. "She peaked around the corner and saw police trying to revive a man who was prone on the ground."

Several provincial and national probes were launched into Taser use after several high-profile deaths allegedly involving the devices.

A public inquiry into the death of Polish immigrant Robert Dziekanski will take place this fall. Dziekanski had been waiting for several hours at Vancouver International Airport last fall when he became agitated. He died after being shocked with a Taser gun and subdued by four RCMP officers.

Following a scathing report on Taser use by RCMP Public Complaints Commissioner Paul Kennedy, the RCMP pledged to restrict use of the devices and give officers clearer guidelines.
Nova Scotia's government also issued new restrictions earlier this month aimed at ensuring stun devices are used appropriately.
With reports from CTV Winnipeg and files from The Canadian Press

I thought Batman was the Good Guy?

From MSN News...

by Ryan Porter Batman star Christian Bale is arrested in London after his sister and mom accuse him of assault.

The Dark Knight is breaking every record on the books in North America, to the point where even noted Canadian dignitaries like Seamus O'Regan are being turned away from shows at noon (NOON! Has our nation gone mad?). The film's star, Christian Bale, is currently on a whirlwind promotional tour of Europe, where his schedule included four press conferences in one day. So it's not exactly the most under-the-radar time for his mom, 61-year-old retired circus starlet Jenny, and sister, 40-year-old Sharon, to accuse him of assault, but they sure did on Monday. They say he assaulted them in their hotel room at the Dorchester Hotel in London on Sunday night.

Police waited until after the London premiere of The Dark Night before arresting Christian and bringing him in for questioning. "It was a very difficult situation but it would have been wrong to have wrecked the premiere over a complaint which we don't yet know is founded in truth," a police source told the Sun of London. They brought him in for questioning but didn't lay charges and asked him to return in September. He should be good and practiced by then since EVERY reporter in the world will ask him about it, along with "how does it feel to have a hit movie?" Celebrity journalism: the golden age is now.

The 34-year-old's people released this statement: "Christian Bale attended a London Police station today, on a voluntary basis, in order to assist with an allegation that had been made against him to the police by his mother and sister. Mr Bale who denies the allegation, co-operated throughout, gave his account in full of the events in question, and has left the station without any charge being made against him by the Police. At this time, there will be no further comment by Mr Bale." Blah, blah, blah.

Christian is an expert at startling behaviour. For The Machinist, he lost 60 pounds. For Rescue Dawn, he stuck himself with leeches, and hung upside down with an ants' nest tied to him while being spun in circles. For those wondering if he would be capable of the charges, there's this gem of self-analysis: "If everyone really knew what a jerk I am in real life, I wouldn't be so adored in the slightest," he once told E! Online. So, as this story unfolds, we can look forward to that collective disappointment.

Bone Deep Exhaustion

I want to crawl in there, shut out the lights, and sleep for a week. Nothing much else to say. I'm tired.

My Life is Sticky

And I mean this literally. Having a 2 year old makes life sticky and crumby. I clean. Actually it feels like when I'm at home all I DO is clean. And yet, everything is still sticky. My phone is sticky. The fridge door is sticky, my sliding patio doors are sticky. I find sticky stuff everywhere, clean it, and then find more sticky stuff. How does this happen? The little monkey eats at the table, I wash his hands....where does the stick COME from???

And the crumbs. In the couch, under the table, in MY BED!!!! In books, in toys, I even found crumbs in the bathroom. Now as far as I know, Noah does not eat in the bathroom.

GAH! Save me from the goo!!!!! I think I need to hire a cleaner.

Blue October - Into the Ocean

I'm in a song mood lately. Surprise surprise.
Love this song....it's meaningful to me right now, but DUDE! What's with the makeup?? That just looks silly.

Cheesiest Song Ever....but I love it.

No making fun. This song makes me shivery. It's so pretty.

Now THIS would Suck

I sure hope my head doesn't ever explode. It looks almost as unpleasant as the absolutely hideous drop shadow someone applied to this photo.

The Sensitive Side of Duncan

Tonight I was very much in the mood to watch Boogie Nights, which was on the telly.....but Duncan was quite insistent that we spend a few hours watching the above. I had no idea that he was into chick flicks and must say I found the tears hovering in the corners of his eyes quite endearing. His genuine relief at the end when the 2 characters found their way back together was heartwarming to see. I really had no idea that my manly man was so in touch with his feminine side. I think tomorrow night he has lined up "My Best Friend's Wedding" and "Maid in Manhattan" with some ice cream and cookies and a box of tissues. While I'm very excited that he is opening up to me with this whole new part of his personality, I really do want to watch Boogie Nights. But who am I to disappointed him?

oops....

We have managed to cause an "International Incident" with America while trying to deploy aircraft to California to help with the fire fighting efforts (as requested by California).

Apparently we didn't ask them where we should clear customs and chose Bellingham. I guess America likes to be the "decider" in those kind of things. America is annoyed with us.

ooooops.......

Sometimes we all need a little reminding

The Invitation
By Oriah

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithful
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

I'm in an Extra Good Mood!

So I thought it was a good day to dig into the vault and pull out some good ol' Ren and Stimpy! *grin*

I get my son back tonight.

I have been working long shifts and haven't had him all week.

So this week I get him for extra time to make up for it.

I can't express how excited I am.

My love for that little boy is unexpresable, immuteable and unending.

You Better be Nice...or I'll Feed you to the Fishes

The "Men" I work with

What Air Attack Officers do on their days off is their business....

Is this Wrong?

Is it bad that I had one of these for lunch??

The Story of the Rev

This letter has been in circulation since the 70's - not sure where it came from, but if you google "The Reverend Elton E. Jones" you'll find it.

Apparently one of my air attack officers, Tom, got mailed this letter back in the late 70's - he then used it to send on to any other guys who he felt needed some levity. Over the years this became Tom's "thing". He is now the Reverend - Doug is the Pope and we have a few others mixed in here. Sacraligious? Probably. But all in good fun.

anyways, here is the letter. Imagine the shock of receiving this in the mail? We have the original copy sent to Tom here, it's freakin' hilarious. So official looking.

Dear Brother Tom,

Perhaps you have heard of my nationwide temperance campaign. Each year for the past decade, I have made a tour of Texas, Florida, and southern Georgia, up through Indiana, Iowa and Illinois - delivering sermons on the evils of drinking. I have been accompanied on this tour by my young friend and assistant, Clyde Lindstrom. Clyde, a man of good family and excellent background, is a pathetic example of a life ruined by excessive indulgence in whiskey and women.

Clyde has always appeared with me at my lectures - sitting on the platform wheezing and staring at the audience through bleary, bloodshot eyes, sweating profusely, picking his nose, wetting his pants, passing gas and making obscene gestures while I pointed him out as an example of what overindulgence can do to a person.

Last fall, Clyde died. A mutual friend, Gene McDougall, has given me your name and I wonder if you would be available to take Clyde's place on this year's spring tour.

Yours in faith,
The Venerable Reverend Elton Jones

Curiouser and Curiouser....

SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WATCH
South Thompson
10.24 AM PDT Wednesday 2 July 2008

Severe thunderstorm watch for: South Thompson issued Risk of severe thunderstorms developing late this afternoon.This is an alert to the potential development of severe thunderstorms with large hail and damaging winds.Monitor weather conditions..Listen for updated statements. If threatening weather approaches take immediate safety precautions.The airmass over the interior remains unstable enough for the development of thunderstorms late this afternoon. These storms will be isolated but have the potential for giving brief wind gusts to 90 km/h, downpours of 25 mm in one hour and hail.

This is a shot of the guys HOLDING DOWN THE PLANE yesterday. Oh yeah - the winds were so strong that we ended up having to fill the tanks with water in order to prevent the 802 from lifting off on its own! More of that today?

I Belong to the Church of the Reverend Elton Jones

Erin Day!

Happy Canada Day!

This was my first gifty of the day:

Oh yes. One of my air attack officers sent me a photo of himself for my birthday. I'm thrilled. Cannot believe my luck. ahem....(actually this was quite funny - there is a story behind why he is dressed up as a reverend, and why his nickname is the reverend, it all started back in 1974 at a baptist revival meeting...- but that is a story for another blog post on some boring rainy day.)

I have balloons and cupcakes too.

But in general, I'm having a CRAP day. And am grumpy as hell. Cannot wait to go home. Work is annoying and I have an anxious "something is wrong" feeling since yesterday morning for some reason. It's disconcerting to say the least. Some birthday! Perhaps it's hitting 31...I mean 28...ya 28. 28 (the Erin version of 28) is a little perturbing....ah well. If something is wrong, it will eventually come to light, those things always do. And if it's just me being wimpy about getting a year older, I will just have to get over that won't I?

I am going to pretend that Saturday was the actual Erin Day. Why? Because it rocked. Duncan sent me on a pirate booty hunt, and I felt very smart as I solved all the clues. And therefore found all the booty! I was stunned to receive a lens baby for my camera! I've wanted one for ages and was so excited I couldn't talk for a minute! Then I was cooked a steak and crab dinner, I have never had crab before and found craking the shells quite satisfying. So that will be my 28th birthday this year. Yes. 28. anyone want to argue that? I'll claw your eyes out. *grin*

Well back to fighting fires and counting the hours down till 9 pm.