Chloetopia

My stay at Skydiver's Disneyland

2010-05-07T13:08:00.001-06:00

So far, this week has been almost perfect. The weather is absolutely brilliant, about 28-29 degrees and blue, blue skies all week. Skydive Perris is pretty cool. It's billed as a "skydiving resort" and it really is, with a pool, poolside chairs, a bar, and a great restaurant with nice people and a wicked BLT. Except I keep forgetting that they don't put mayo on BLTs in the states. At least, they never do when I order them. I think mayo is what makes the BLT. Well, that and the B for Bacon. I'm sitting in the restaurant right now, and there is some sort of tour here from an elderly person's home and they are all having such a great time watching the skydivers land. Two of the little old ladies are even having red wine with lunch, even though it's not even noon here. Now that's the kind of little old lady I want to be some day.

I've learned a lot this week so far; I've spent some time in the wind tunnel learning that I really don't know how to fly at all! I'm getting better though, and each day I suck a little less. I've also learned that a freshly plowed dirt field, while soft, is almost impossible to run in. I'll be taking more than just a little California dust home with me. Also, when the wind picks up after you've already left the airplane, you just have to do your best once you get on the ground and remember that the skydive's not over until you get to the packing area - ground launching, when accidental, is not as fun as you would think. Even when you get to the packing area, packing a 195 square foot parachute in high winds outside is challenging. Those damn things just want any excuse to inflate!!

P's here for the 100-way camp. That's 100 skydivers in the air at the same time, making a formation. It's so big, that even though they're at 15,000 feet or higher, you can see the formation from the ground. A cool visual is watching all five airplanes (it takes that many to carry 100 skydivers at the same time) fly in a V formation. Equally cool is the sound of 100 parachutes opening at very close to the same time, and watching the sky explode with colour. I took what I hope are some great pictures of the 100-way jumps, and I'll post some once I get them downloaded.

Well, I guess it's time to go. I hear them putting one of the airplanes, Super Blue - who is painted to look like a blue shark (the one beside is Shark Air, the grey shark) and I think it's time I did a skydive.

Perris Valley here I come!!!

2010-05-03T19:28:00.000-06:00

Tomorrow morning I leave for Perris Valley.

I have never been to California. I always wanted to go to Disneyland, but we never got to go as a kid.

Now, I'm going to the skydiver's grown up version of Disneyland.

Indoor wind tunnel training, skydiving in the beautiful spring California air, and....

Wine Tours. Yes. There are 14 wineries within close driving distance of our hotel. *giggle*

I can't. WAIT.

In Less than Two Months

2010-04-13T07:46:00.000-06:00

That is when I will be doing the MS 150 RONA Bike Tour. Again.

I just want to give a big giant THANK YOU to all who have sponsored me so far, sent words of encouragement, and helpful tips about things like Advil and Epsom Salts. Your encouragement and support means the world to me, and I couldn't do it without you.

(hahaha tell me this isn't the best picture EVER)

Please, if you haven't already done so, visit my fundraising page, and pledge, what you can, if you can. I'm (not quite) almost half way to my goal this year but still have so very far to go. Any little bit helps, and no amount is too small. Click on the title of this post, or the picture on the right of the blog to visit my fundraising page and make a donation.

Thank you.

A Lady of Leisure No More

2010-04-07T07:24:00.000-06:00

Today I go back to work after a week and a half off. It's been a nice week, spent with my dogs, hanging out, and just relaxing and enjoying life. I am going to miss this.

I start my new job today. Here's hoping it's better than the last one, yes? It will be. I can feel it.

MS Society of Canada

2010-03-23T10:04:00.000-06:00

MS Society of Canada

Namaste

2010-03-22T08:45:00.000-06:00

The very first time I ever tried yoga was about three years ago, while I was living in the Cayman Islands. I'd never tried it before, and wondered what all the hype was about. Could it really be that good for you? How could something seemingly so simple, be so good for your body, mind and soul?

I started the class feeling uncoordinated, and trying not to laugh at myself. I could only imagine how I must look, butt in the air, breathing deeply (and probably noisily) and just trying not to fall over. I left the class calm, peaceful and elated. What an incredible feeling. A high that's hard to explain - unless you're a runner, yogi, or other athlete. Then you know what I'm talking about.

At the end of the class, the instructor bowed to the students, and said "Namaste". She then told us what it meant: The inner divinity in me salutes and appreciates the inner divinity in you.

I love that. It makes me think of respect, peace, and love.

I started doing yoga again this morning. I went out and bought myself an A.M and P.M Yoga for Beginners DVD. Despite the fact I got no sleep last night, I feel amazing. Happy, and peaceful, and refreshed.

There might be something to this yoga thing after all....

Dog for Sale

2010-03-19T10:21:00.002-06:00

I don't do well with no sleep. I am one of those who needs my sleep, or I am cranky, and useless.

My dog, the love of my life, aka Exalted and Revered Doggie, does not seem to understand this. She seems to have the impression she can play me like she plays the boyfriend, which is, like a violin. He adores her, and she adores him, and he dotes on her a bit, even though he'll deny it to his dying day. Sometimes, I come home, and big wiggly-bum Maddie runs to the door to greet me, but no Chloe. Then I go into the living room, and there she is, snuggled up next to the boyfriend with her head in his lap. She looks at me; it's like she's saying "I stole your boyfriend. And there's nothing you can do about it".

Seeing as how he’s always up early anyway, he generally lets her out when he gets up. But now, it’s come to the point that if she so much as whines, he hops out of bed and lets her up. I've gotten quite good at ignoring her, so I'll lay in bed and listen to her whine just to be stubborn. A battle of wits with a Beagle, ffs.

This morning, at 4:30, she starts whining. I’m like, uh, no. Get back to bed. More whining. I say, "I'm not getting up for another hour and a half, so you can either come back to bed, or pee on the floor. Which I know you won't do. So come back to bed." Finally she comes back to bed, jumps up on the bed beside me, and sits there, glaring at me and snorting in that very funny pig-like way she has. I can see her glaring at me by the light of my alarm clock. Stink eye.

I grab her in a headlock, rub her belly, and all is right with the world. More snorting, then the snorting turns into snoring as Her Exaltedness goes back to sleep, after turning around so her butt is where my head is, showing me who's the boss of this house. And I can tell you, it's not me.

But if she thinks I’m going to start getting up at 4 a.m. to let her out she’s got another thing coming. HAHAHAHAHA

Maddie, being the extremely stoic dog that she is, laid on the bed through this whole exchange and didn't make a peep. She did lick my hand when I turned around to get Chloe's bum out of my face and put my arms around Maddie, giant teddy-bear style. She makes a pretty good little spoon, she does. That's not wierd at all, right?

Sometimes...

2010-03-13T18:45:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, it's hard to do the right thing. Sometimes, you don't know what the right thing is. You can only trust your gut, and your heart, and believe that they'll lead you in the right direction. Sometimes, they do. Sometimes, they don't.

I think that life is made up entirely of chances you take, and chances you don't. Sometimes taking the chance is the right thing to do, and sometimes it's not. Unfortunately, you rarely know ahead of time if this is one of those times you should take the chance or not. Sometimes it's obvious. But, sometimes it's not.

I just made the decision to change jobs. It's a really huge decision, and not a big deal, all at the same time. I think I made the right decision. I hope I did. I won't really know though, until it all plays out. Going from the devil you know to the one you don't is a very scary thing. But that's what life is, right? Without these moments, it would be a very dull existence indeed. Sometimes, all you can do is trust your instincts, and hope they lead you in the right direction.

It's a good thing nobody needs to go to college..

2010-03-11T08:48:00.002-07:00

Because that fund is spent.

Vet visit yesterday. Maddie was showing signs of what I thought were ear mites. She had a horrid ear infection last year that took months to clear up, and she was in pain, and not happy for a long time.

Initially, I was just going to try some home remedies, then over the counter stuff. But something nagged at me to go see the vet.

So, off we went. I figured while I was there I should get the girls their shots too, since it was that time of the year. Another thing I was going to do myself, but the price of the exam was included in the shots, so it would only cost me a bit more. So, both dogs get their vaccines.

Ended up costing me more than my flight to Perris in May.

Vaccines: 95$/dog
Add kennel cough: 25$/dog
Deworming: free (oooooh)
Lab fee ( to look at the ear grossness under a microscope): 30$ (???)
Ear rinse: 15$
Antibacterial soap (for Chloe's ear and Maddie's sore paws): 6$
Ear medicine: $30

And last but not least, Miss Maddie got a 25$ pedicure.

There's something else I'm forgetting, as the grand total was 382$.

*blink*

It's a good thing nobody needs to go to college.

I am a good "mom".
(repeat as needed until the sobbing stops)

I Got Nothin...

2010-03-08T11:04:00.000-07:00

...and that's a good thing.

Life is blessedly uneventful at the moment. Weekend was great, nothing earth shatteringly exciting, but nice. Quiet.

I'm just waiting for summer, now. Counting down. I don't usually like to wish my life away, but if the the next three weeks could go by a little faster, that'd be great.

And...that's it for now.

Mice and Magic!

2010-03-02T07:23:00.000-07:00

I just got a new "Magic Mouse" for my Macbook. Apparently these things have been around for a while, but I live under a rock. I love this thing!!! Sideways scrolling, "back" feature, and it's so....shiny!!! It's taking a little bit getting used to using a mouse with my laptop, but I'm getting the hang of it.

I also downloaded free trials of Mac's "photoshop" software, Aperture, and Iwork '09. I am turning into a techno-geek, and I love it.

I just got back from the most fabulous weekend. Spent time with my dearest girlfriends, and met some new friends at the same time. Learned a few things, and got some new things to put on my rapidly-filling plate. This is going to be a GREAT year.

Two of my girlfriends and I have built a three-way skydiving team. For those who don't know what that means, it means the three of us will be jumping out together, and building formations in the air, in freefall. Our team name: Team Motorboat (courtesy of our good friend Terry). Tshirts to come, and pics of same to follow shortly thereafter.

I can't WAIT for summer!!!!
Peace and love,
me.

Videos

2010-02-25T14:20:00.000-07:00

The skydiving videos everyone wants to see are on my Facebook page. There is the video of my first tandem, and the video of my 100th jump, last July.

As soon as I figure out how to download them from facebook, I'll post them here. But in the meantime, here are a couple of pics.

And if you are my facebook friend, help yourself to the video. I'll upload it soon, I promise :)

Whirlwinds!

2010-02-25T09:21:00.000-07:00

Well, when I make up my mind to do something, I rarely go about it half way.
Big changes are afoot, I think. Hopefully good changes.
I'll take any positive vibes you can send me for the next few days, I think I am going to need all the positive energy I can get.

And no, I can't be any less cryptic quite yet. You'll just have to wait, and see.

*tease*

66 days and counting...

2010-02-24T12:15:00.001-07:00

...until Opening Weekend at Eden North, which is my home dropzone. Ahh...skydiving season is almost upon us once again! I was asked a couple of weeks ago what made me decide to skydive. You see, I'm afraid of airplanes. Terrified, in fact. When I fly commercially, I take Ativan, and try not to panic and think of all the horrible things that could happen to me. Yet, now, I jump out of them. Why? Well. Here's my story:

It was never ever something I wanted to try. I knew nothing about it, except the few TV commercials I've seen or Point Break (LOL). A girl I interacted with on a message board I post on was graduating from nursing school, and sent out a FB message inviting everyone to go skydiving. My first response was NO way in hell. Then I thought about it, and just decided to go for it. I was SO scared. I even did up my Will the day before I went. haha

The first time I went skydiving I was so scared I almost didn't get in the plane. TINY plane!! So small!! In my video, you can see me, backing up from it, saying "that's a really tiny plane" (I know now in the jump world, it's actually a somewhat big plane.) I almost didn't get in. A refusal would've cost me 400 bucks though, so I went. When I saw the first person jump out, I almost lost my nerve. And then, it was my turn. My life changed, moments afterwards. I knew, the second we left the aircraft, that I would be doing that again, and again, and again. I think if you look closely enough you can see the moment when everything changed for me.

When I landed, my first question was "when can I do it again?" I came back, took my first jump course instead of going to West Edmonton Mall with some girlfriends. I actually fell out of the plane my very first time. Which is ok, it just means you're skydiving early. Then, I graduated to AFF, which is the advanced freefall progression. I was so scared my first few jumps I couldn't look at the door, and the people jumping out ahead of me. My instructors would make me focus on them, with my back to the door, and then when it was my turn, allow me to look (where I was going. lol.)

I still get butterflies when I'm in the jump plane, but I figure, if anything goes wrong, I have a parachute, and I know how to land it :) But when I'm first out, and I look at the door, I still have to do mental relaxation exercises to control the anxiety which threatens.

I still hear my first jump course instructor's voice in my head every time I jump, and now, when in a stressful situation in "everyday" life, I hear that voice, and actually visualize being in the door of the airplane, waiting for the light to come on and everyone to yell "door!" so I can open it, and jump out. From something absolutely terrifying, to a relaxation technique.

I'm still terrified of flying commercially though, although I deal with it better now. Because, if this big plane goes down, ain't no parachute gonna save me. But skydiving's helped with that a LOT.

I guess that's why I talk about it so much. It's not that I think I'm "cooler" than people who don't do it, or anything like that. I'm not. In fact, I'm one of the most "uncool" people I know, lol. It's just that I overcame this paralyzing fear of airplanes to find something that makes me happier than anything's ever made me in my entire life. Plus, it let me find a new "family", in my fellow skydivers, and my "someone" who is a very important part of my life.

So, for that, and to the nursing school grad, I will be forever grateful.

Shout Out to my Mom

2010-02-23T09:38:00.001-07:00

So my mom emailed me yesterday, and told me of her newest and latest goal: She's going to do a triathlon this summer. Was I in?

Once I stopped laughing hysterically, I declined.

But I am SO very proud of her for doing this, and I'll be there, on the sidelines, cheering her on, loudly enough for the entire province to hear.

Inspiration for me to get off the couch? I think so...

Stalker Chick

2010-02-18T11:13:00.001-07:00

Don't get freaked out if you all of a sudden see I'm following your blog.

I haven't updated this thing in so long, I'm sort of starting from scratch. So as I remember whom among you blogs, I will be adding you to my followed blogs.

Just so you don't think I'm stalking you. But wait. Maybe I am stalking you. So what. You like it.

Exercise

2010-02-18T08:42:00.000-07:00

As anyone who knows me knows, I hate exercise. I'm lazy. L.A.Z.Y. I'd rather sit on the couch, reading, or watching TV, snuggling with my zoo.

And my ass clearly shows that, lately.

So, what did I do? Well, at the request of my brother, who swore to me he wasn't trying to tell me something, I joined a bootcamp. His wife and he are going to Mexico in April, and she wanted to get a kickstart into shape, but didn't want to go alone. Would I go? he asked. Of course! I said. And then promptly panicked. What had I gotten myself into?

It's been an interesting six weeks. After the first class, I drove home, sweaty and exhausted, wondering what the hell I'd been thinking. I was tired, and grumpy, and figured I'd be so sore for days I wouldn't even be able to walk. Well, my body surprised me. Not sore! Day 2: a little sore (ok, a lot sore). But not as bad as I thought.

What surprised me even more, is over the last six weeks, I have come to like (love?) that class. I feel myself getting stronger, and more fit. I can walk up the stairs at the train station, and not feel winded. I can run at the park with my girls. I even had to buy heavier weights for class, as the 5 lb weights that are recommended just weren't cutting it for me, for most of the exercises. I know that on really horrible days, instead of turning to food or booze or TV, I chose class instead. And felt better for it.

Tonight is the last night. Final "fit test" is tonight, and measurements. Time to see if six weeks of (relatively) hard work has paid off. I've been weighing, and although the scale hasn't moved much, the boyfriend says I look better, and I look happier. I'll have to take his word on it, since I can't see it. We're always hardest on ourselves, aren't we?

I don't know what I'll do now that class is over, though. I think, that had someone not been counting on me to be there, and I hadn't paid such an exorbant amount of money for these classes, that there were definitely some days I would have stayed home, and not exercised at all. So, now that it's done, can I be trusted to continue on my own? I have some DVDs that I bought, and haven't used in a while. I like them, they're a lot of fun. When I get off my ass and actually do them. That's the kicker. Now that noone's kicking my ass, can I kick my own ass, I wonder?

I've thought about signing up again. If it wasn't so pricey, I wouldn't even be thinking twice. But, it's not cheap, and really, I've got the tools I need to do this at home, for free, and see success.

I think this is going to be the plan: 30 days. 30 days to make home work outs a habit. Bust out those DVDs, and organize the living room so that there's enough room for me to workout without ending up with a coffee table bruise in an unfortunate place. Also I've got a week's free pass for the gym by my house. Might as well use it. There are a lot of free classes around my city, and I'm going to take advantage of those, as well. There's a yoga studio half a block from my house that offers free yoga classes on Friday. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to go check it out.

So. That's that, for a Thursday morning. It's enough for now, I think.

blink

2010-02-17T09:55:00.001-07:00

Changes are afoot here. Stay tuned.

I'm trying to make this thing more interesting to read.

I guess I could just write more interesting stuff, but that seems too much like work. So I will distract you with shiny things and you won't notice the content (or lack thereof) so much.

Happy Wednesday!!

edit: so it's gonna stay like this for a little while, I kind of like this layout. Shiny! Pretty! Flowers!

February

2010-02-15T09:15:00.005-07:00

Ugh. I hate February.
It's a month where you're already so tired of winter, but you know that there is so much winter left to go. You like to think it's almost over, but you know March will be ugly, and possibly April as well. Try not to get too excited, it's not over yet. And quite often, the worst part of winter is yet to come.

Three years ago today, something came into my life and changed it forever. My dog, Chloe, for whom this blog is named. I didn't want a dog. To me it would have been like having a kid - bye-bye freedom, hello cleaning up poop and letting someone out at all hours of the night. But, she came into my life, and one look into those big brown Beagle eyes, and I was in love. All over but the cryin' , for me.

It's been a challenging and rewarding three years. This dog is smart, too smart for her own good, and stubborn. So, so stubborn. She makes me laugh, and cry, and want to scream. But mostly, she makes me laugh, and brings me joy. She is my best friend.

I know a lot of people don't understand that. But she is always happy to see me, listens to me when I tell stories, snuggles when I need a snuggle, and is so silly sometimes I laugh until my sides hurt.

Two years ago, I decided she needed a "sibling". A big, goofy sibling. Maddie, my other dog, was born sometime this month, and was left on a Reserve somewhere in Central Alberta. She was rescued by an agency called Misty Creek Rescue, and her picture put on www.petfinder.com.

Cue me, looking for another dog. As soon as I saw that picture I knew that Maddie would be the dog for me. She was so cute!! And so little!! And her feet...so big!! Uhoh....

She's grown into those feet, and then some. All legs, and big goofy-ness. She comes up to my waist now, and is about 80 pounds. And she's...well, she's not so smart. LOL . But she's got the sweetest disposition, and she's so loving. She's eaten shoes, underwear, a BED, sheets, foam mattress covers, you name it. I thought she was part billy goat for a while there. But you learn to be proactive instead of reactive, and I very rarely lose things anymore. haha.

Happy anniversary to my love, and happy birthday to my other love.
My life is richer, and I am a better person, for having the two of you in my life for me to care for and be responsible for.

www.petfinder.com

www.beaglepaws.com

Gypsy-ness

2009-10-10T17:39:00.002-06:00

Um. I'm moving AGAIN. Yes, you read that right. Yes, I know I just moved two months ago, and then only a few months before that.

I think I'm genetically hardwired to move every three months. Seriously.
I did manage to pack all my belongings in one day though, which is pretty cool. I've come to the conclusion that speed moving/packing is better than drawn out. You don't have to worry about what to pack ahead of time - what you'll need, what you won't, etc. You just pack it all up, move it, unpack it. Done.

Updated review on Vancouver: *like* a thousand times *like. Every time I listen to it I love it more. And I'm listening to it a lot.

Watching a show about abandoned Beagles in Florida. People suck sometimes.
*snuggles the Revered One*

Ok. That's all I got for today. Time to watch the Habs beat Edmonton. Good times :)

Oh and in case I forget, Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours :)

Vancouver

2009-10-06T21:39:00.002-06:00

The new album came out today.

In looking back, it seems that my life's soundtrack is Matthew Good's albums. Every turning point in my life can be described by one of his albums, or coincides with the release of a new one.

I, so far, love this album. I've only listened to it twice so far, though. So, I'll reserve final comment until I've listened to it about a hundred more times.

I remember the first time I heard White Light Rock n Roll Review and Avalance. I didn't like them. After listening to them about 30 times, they've joined the rest of his discography in the soundtrack of my life, and I love them.

so. There you have it. Review (not really) by me.

It's cold outside. I didn't walk the dogs tonight. I'm sure they'll forgive me, they didn't seem to really want to go outside either.

Whoa. Absentee Blogger

2009-10-05T21:05:00.002-06:00

Yeah, yeah, I know. It's been...months.

Life happens, and when it happens, it happens all at once. The good, the bad, the fantastic. The last few months have been filled with wonderful things, and some not so wonderful things. But thankfully, mostly wonderful. But busy. Moved. Moved again. Seems sometimes, that's all I do. Doesn't leave much time for anything else, between the packing, moving, the unpacking. Sometimes, I feel like an Izzy without a home, even when I'm sitting at (my current, wherever that may be) home.

Skydived (skydove?) a lot this year, maybe not as much as I'd have liked, but still had a fantastic season. I'm still trying to figure out where I fit in in this crazy skydiving world, and where it fits in to me and my life. Couldn't imagine life without it though, which is weird, considering I spent the first 36 years of my life never even thinking it was something I would ever do.

Summer's come to an end, and as always, it makes me feel a little melancholy. I'm not a huge fan of winter. I hate the cold, don't mind the snow, unless I have to walk or drive in it, which, having to leave the house every day, I inevitably do. The skydiving season's coming to an end as well, which makes me wonder what I'm going to do with my weekends. Read, catch up on my 57,000 hours of PVRd TV, hang out with my doggie. It won't be all bad. In fact, I think it'll probably be pretty good.

Exciting month this month, for the nerd: Matt Good's new album comes out tomorrow, and the first of three volumes of Robert Jordan's new book comes out at the end of the month. I can't wait. I'm so curious to see how it turned out, I can barely stand it.

Maybe eventually, I'll get my life figured out. Or not. Maybe, figuring it out and not being able to is half the fun, and that's the point.

Tired tonight. I realize this post is all over the map, but I had a few minutes before bed and wanted to get some thoughts out there before I hit the sack, mainly to appease the few (2?) people who read this and have been giving me shit for not posting. *love you Mom!!*

final thought: I challenge you, any of you who read this: do something this winter. One thing you've always wanted to do, but have been afraid or whatever other excuse you can come up with. Don't let it go by without doing at least one new exciting frightening wonderful thing. And then, before you know it, spring will be here.

:)

Vegas BABY!!

2009-07-31T14:13:00.002-06:00

That's right, I'm goin' to Vegas. Meeting my best friend Gina there, for three glorious days. We are going to BREAK Vegas.

Things I'm most looking forward to: (besides the obvious of seeing Gina again for the first time since last May)

The Coach Outlet. Seriously.
Dancing
Drinking in public (what. I'm easily amused)
the Grand Canyon

Staying at the Venetian, goin' all fancy for this trip. I hear it's so nice, we might not want to leave the hotel. Which is ok too..they deliver booze, right? LOL

Pictures to follow...those safe for the interwebs, anyway...

"I haven't agreed to do this next year though!!"

2009-06-22T20:20:00.004-06:00

Once again, on a lovely Saturday morning, I dragged my sorry ass out of bed at an ungodly hour for a Saturday, and got on my bike. The morning of the MS 150 Bike Tour dawned bright and clear, and the weather promised to be nice and hot. I would find out later that it was almost too hot.

The ride was much longer than I'd remembered it, but it had been a while since my bike computer was working, so I hadn't logged the last few years. We rode 90km the first day, and 102km the second day.

By the end of the second day of riding, every year, I am generally miserable. My ass hurts, my shoulders hurt, my knees are aching. I forget why I do this, and make up my mind not to do it again this year. Then I get to the end, I see all the people waiting for me at the finish line, and I read the congratulatory messages from my friends, and I remember.

This year we had a special guest riding with us, a man who's raised over 3 million dollars for MS. He has MS himself. He got off the plane on Friday in a wheelchair. Saturday morning he got on a borrowed bike, and rode a third of the distance. It was one of the most inspiring things I have ever seen. If he can do it, why on earth can't I? What gives me the right to complain about a few aches and pains that are going to be gone in a day or two? So I grit my teeth, and pedal on.

I'm glad I keep doing this. I'm glad I'm able to do this; to ride for those who can't.

When we were finished, a couple of cyclists asked if Mom and I would like to ride with their team next year. I quickly answered "of course, we'd love to!" before even thinking about it. Then I thought, "wait a second...I haven't even agreed to do this next year!!". But who am I kidding. I'll be back next year. And I'll keep going back, until there's not a reason to go back, because we beat this thing.

Pictures on facebook. Click the post title to view them.

loves,
Me.

FOUR days left!!

2009-06-09T11:32:00.001-06:00

I actually went for a training ride last night. Not nearly as bad as I thought. I might not actually die this weekend. Good times.

Supposed to be nice and warm, and sunny. All good by me. Hopefully there'll be a teeny breeze to kill the heat.

Ohshit

2009-06-04T14:52:00.004-06:00

Um. One week and two days till bike tour.
Only once have I gone out riding.
EVERY SINGLE YEAR I do this.
And every single year I swear I won't do it again next year.
Sigh...

19 DAYS!!!

2009-05-24T12:52:00.000-06:00

In 19 days I will be riding once again for MS.

Yesterday was my first training ride of the year. Did 22k. My ass hurts.

I guess I should get out there and train some more. My mom kicked my ass yesterday.

Fundraising is going a little slow, but that's ok...I've got three weeks left.

If you'd like to pledge me, any amount is appreciated, no amount is too small. Links all over the site.

xxox
Izzy

BreakTime

2009-05-19T16:17:00.001-06:00

Biking again for MS

2009-04-07T18:37:00.002-06:00

I am once again doing the MS bike tour with my Mom. She's got a bit of a jump on me this year, as she's been down in the Okanagan for the winter, and has been able to start training already.

It hasn't stopped snowing here in lovely Alberta in what feels like ten months, so I haven't been able to get out yet. I hope I can get out soon, or I might die on the side of the road.

They've extended the tour route a bit this year, due to highway issues with the old route. Great. Now it's even LONGER.

As always this year, I take the time to remember why I do this every year. I do it, because they can't. I do it, so that we can find a cure for this disease. I do it, because I have to do something.

The internet has made it so much easier to get pledges and do fundraising. Online pledge pages, facebook, email, blogs, message boards, all of these things are invaluable tools in my fundraising toolbox.

If you'd like to sponsor me, please go here: MS FUNDRAISING PAGE

Thanks,
Blue Skies,
Izzy

On the road again

2009-02-22T12:02:00.003-07:00

So, I'm moving again. Yes. Again.

Back to Edmonton. I don't know what it is about that city, but it seems to call to me. 16 years ago I drove through, on my way to Vancouver, will full intentions of only staying a weekend. I never left. I left almost two years ago, for the sunny skies and blue beaches of Cayman. That wasn't home for me, and I missed Alberta. I ended up moving to Red Deer of all places. I was looking for a fresh start, looking for a piece of myself I hadn't seen in a very long time. Red Deer just isn't home for me. I haven't made any friends here. I don't make friends easily, but I have made some great friends in Edmonton. Well, I've made some great friends all over this country through a message board I post on, but I'm not moving to Toronto. Or Winnipeg. Or BC. LOL

I think that piece of myself is still in Edmonton, I just have to find it. I have confidence that I will. This feels....right. I think it's time to go home.

I will miss the Ranche. I know the girls will miss the Ranche too. But we will adapt, and we will be happier, and stronger because of the adventures we've had over the past year or so. Everything I do I do with them and their happiness in mind, and though I know Maddie will miss roaming around the acreage, I will make sure she has a big yard to play in, and that she gets to do lots of roaming at the dog parks and other places. I think we'll get closer, because we'll get to go for walks every day, which is not something we get to do out here, because there simply isn't anywhere to walk without the real threat of getting run over by a farm truck or a semi.

So. I move in three weeks. The Ranche is up for sale, and I'm hoping it sells in a reasonable amount of time. Once it sells, I will start seriously looking for our next home. And I hope that wherever it is, that it's our home for a long long time to come.

I'm tired of packing, and unpacking, and moving. Seriously. Some roots would be nice. I think I'm ready.

Blue skies, friends.

Christmas at the Ranche

2009-01-03T21:11:00.004-07:00

Was very quiet. And very cold. And mostly without water. I don't remember it being so cold for so long at a time here before. BRRRRR.

It was a nice, quiet, uneventful Christmas though, which is a good thing. Jumper learned what a Christmas tree is, and I learned it was better to leave the tree "naked" except for lights. to avoid accidental glass ingestion and multiple breakages.

Hope everyone had a nice holiday and got everything their heart desires.

Happy Birthday Baby!!

2008-12-23T11:32:00.002-07:00

It's my baby's birthday today. The Exalted and Revered Doggie turns two today.

I woke her up with a happy birthday serenade, and a cookie. She gave me the stink eye, took the cookie and ran away. I love that dog.

When I get home today there will be a special meal of hamburger and rice for the little munchkin, and I'm stopping at Petsmart to buy ridiculous holiday collars for her and Maddie. Because I'm weird like that.

Happy birthday to the love of my life.

Happy Friday!

2008-08-15T11:00:00.003-06:00

Just because it's Friday, and just because I can:

No, the first one's not Chloe, but it could be.

I will be throwing my ass out of an airplane this weekend. Personally, I can't think of a better way to spend a weekend.

Blue skies, everyone. Happy Friday.

LOLcats + LOLdogs = Happy Izzy

2008-07-25T21:54:00.001-06:00

I have just spent about four hours surfing the lolcats and loldogs website.
BWAHAHAHAHAHA.
My fave:

more cat pictures"

HOLY CRAP BATMAN

2008-07-23T20:54:00.004-06:00

It's been one month to the day since I posted anything. I've been busy, what can I say. Had some wonderful friends come visit me out at the Ranche, and made a girls' weekend of it. It's been so long since I've done that, it was so wonderful, and so therapeutic. I've also been jumping out of airplanes again, much to my T.O. Mommy's chagrin (sorry AM!!). I really have found something I truly love. I know I'm a bit late to the sport, but I am making up for as much lost time as I possibly can. I just love everything about it. I don't know that I'm that good at it yet, but I'm trying, and I'm willing to put in the time and money (holy $$$) to improve.

The family has a new addition, a kitten. I couldn't resist his sweet little face, and I had to bring him home. So now there's the four cats, the two dogs, and Summer Rent-a-dog. It's a good thing I have land. Maddie grows every time I leave the house, I swear. She's HUGE. and Chloe's getting fat. Probably because I've been feeding them both a mixture of puppy and grown up dog food, since they eat each other's food every time I turn my back.

I've been feeling a little "meh" lately. Not really sure why, it's just a feeling of melancholy-ness that's come over me, and I just can't seem to shake it off. There are a few things in my life I'm not 100% happy with, so I'm trying to deal with them, and I guess sometimes life just gets to you. Nothing serious, just a case of the blahs. We all get them.

Oh yeah. and in this last picture, I certainly AM saying "Hey. I'm not dead. Whoot!"

I guess that's it for now.

Blue skies.

Just Like a Bird...

2008-06-23T22:00:00.003-06:00

Wow. My life has been one whirlwind after another lately. I've been so busy, I barely have time to think, let alone write anything.

I just had the singular greatest weekend of my entire life. A friend convinced me some months back to go skydiving with her. Now, I don't fly well. At all. Terrified of it, in fact. But for some reason I thought jumping out of a perfectly good airplane wouldn't be that bad. So I went.

I have finally found my joy. I have never experienced such pure, extreme bliss. I had fun from the moment we got there - the staff was fantastic, and made me feel so at ease - to landing. In fact, I had so much fun, I'm doing it again. And again.

I'm going to take my AFF (advanced free fall) courses. Then I can jump solo. And I can go whenever I want.

As if that wasn't good enough, I had front row tickets for the Matthew Good concert later that night. I went with another very close friend. The opener, The Spades, were fantastic. And so cute!!!

Then, to top off my perfect day, I had the pleasure and honour of meeting Mr. Good himself. And he was wearing a HABS shirt. Needless to say, I felt compelled to share the fact I had their logo tattooed on my body with him...he said I was....uh...dedicated. LOL. I am such a dork. I did get a picture, and I look drunk, but I'm not. It was dark, and the security guy obviously doesn't know how to run a camera. But I don't care. It was the perfect end to a perfect day.

But it wasn't the end. Back to Jan's house with Nuttie, and three bottles of wine and lots of giggles and more watching the jump videos later, THAT was the perfect end to the perfect day.

Next weekend: Alberta Invasion. Stay tuned. I might be jumping out of another airplane...

Rain is not my friend

2008-06-06T10:27:00.002-06:00

this weekend. Tomorrow and Sunday I will be doing the MS150 Bike Tour. Two days, over 150 kilometres, on my bike. I love my bike and all, but I'm not sure I want to get that well acquainted with it. It's supposed to rain and be windy (30k winds) all weekend.

I've done this tour about 7 times. At first it was something I did for fun (because I'm weird), and I didn't really know anything about MS. Over the years I've met many people, and have heard many stories about those living with MS, and their loved ones. It's become something close to my heart. It's such a debilitating desease, and one that strikes randomly and without care.

I ride because I can. I will keep that in my mind this weekend, as I'm battling the wind and the rain and the cold, and remember that it could be worse. At least I can still ride.

SIGH

2008-06-01T01:25:00.002-06:00

Life is good.

Good friends, good food, good pets, good. Good.

I'm tired but I know I haven' t posted in so long my mom couldn't even find my blog anymore.

So. Update.

More to follow. Stay tuned (as I know you'll all be sitting on the edges of your chairs waiting).

(ps no that's not my secret)

When life throws you lemons...

2008-05-06T18:21:00.003-06:00

Make a vodka soda with them.

I've been busy lately, lots has happened. First off, I bought LAND!! An acreage, 3 of them to be exact (acres). I have a nice home on it, and lots and lots of room for Chloe to run around and be a nut. Speaking of Chloe, Exalted and Revered Puppy, she has a new baby sister, Madeleine. Maddie's a Rottweiler cross, about 11 weeks old. And she's already the size of Chloe. The girls get along very well, and Maddie is the sweetest thing in the entire world.

The Habs lost. For some reason they stopped showing up for games, and played like ass, so they lost. Oh well. As they say, there's always next year. And I hear golf is fun...

ROUND TWO HERE WE COME!!

2008-04-21T19:38:00.003-06:00

oh. yeah. baby.

WHOO!!!!!!!

Hehehehe

2008-04-18T18:40:00.003-06:00

Holy Fish Sticks Batman!

2008-04-17T22:16:00.002-06:00

So I officially became a landowner today. I bought an acreage, yup, a FARM (sans cows of course) and it became official TODAY, as the last condition was lifted. Yikes. Very very scary.

So my Dad and I are fixing up our current place to sell. There is a big giant hole where once a kitchen counter sat, lovingly holding up the microwave and sink. Now there is a big gaping hole. I am constantly covered in paint, and so are the animals, because their curiosity always gets the better of them.

The Habs lost tonight. Poor Carey Price got spooked, and that was the end of that. But that's ok. There's still lots of hockey left in this round, and I have a feeling we'll take it on Saturday.

Next year I am going to Montreal for the Playoffs. Even if I can't get tickets, just to be there for the party will be well worth it.

That's it for now, too much to do, too little time. I move in three weeks. I'll post pics as soon as I can.

(go habs)

WHOO!

2008-04-12T21:28:00.001-06:00

suck it, Boston.

Live Blog: Game 1

2008-04-10T17:07:00.024-06:00

o.5:07 p.m.: AWWWW little cutie carrying out the Habs flag!!
Koivu is NOT back tonight, unfortunately. SIGH. And listen to that crowd!! I wish I was there.

5:10: I always get a little teary at the anthem, especially when it's in French. Just LISTEN to that crowd!!

5:13: ETLEBUTTTT!!!!!! 34 seconds in!!! WHOOO!!!!

5: 16: WWHOOOOOO!!! Another one!!!

5:19: the singing has already begun :)

5:21: First penalty of game against Boston for Interference.

5:27: Dammit. Goal for Boston :(

5:33: Nice save, Boston Goalie. Nice save.

5:40: I totally missed what this penalty is for. Boo.

5:43: Penalty Boston for Holding the Stick - but WTF is Komiserik getting a penalty for?? Shit call if you ask ME. (and you did, b/c it's MY blog)

6:07: second period, second beer. See how that works?

6:11: FIGHT!!! Montreal doesn't fight a lot, but when they do....:)

6:14: ET LE BBUUUUUUUTTT!!!!!!!!!!

6:23: I love hockey announcers. Even when nothing's happening, they still find constant chatter to fill the void. Love it. I have heard some of the funniest things ever during a hockey game.

6:34: Nothing exciting happening - still drinking beer.

6:38: GAH!!!! COME ON ALREADY!!!!

642: end of the second, end of my last beer. Again, I ask: coincidence? I think not.

6:48: This live blogging thing is too much like work. I may have to re-think this...

7:07: the death of my live-blogging career. go habs.

7:14: BBUUUUUTT!!!!!!!!!!! I love the Habs

7:28: I have been informed that I do not know Carey Price's name. I am so embarrassed. I'd still like to..never mind. My mom reads this.

7:29: 4 minutes left. If we screw up a 3 goal lead, I am gonna be PISSED.

7:30: TWO man advantage!! YAY!!!

7:34: SUCK IT BOSTON!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

End Note: All I could think about while watching this game was how much fun I used to have working the Oilers games. And how much money I made. I would love to work a Habs playoff game. I could retire.

I'm not taking this off

2008-04-06T21:08:00.002-06:00

Until after we win the Stanley Cup.

WWWHOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

2008-04-06T18:07:00.002-06:00

Taken from Canadiens.nhl.com:

How the East was won

Apr 6, 2008, 5:58 PM EDT

MONTREAL -- With a little help from the Philadelphia Flyers, the Canadiens are Eastern Conference champions.

Thanks to their 104-point campaign, Guy Carbonneau's squad will enjoy home-ice advantage through the first three rounds of the playoffs after finishing two points clear of the Penguins, who dropped a 2-0 decision to the Flyers in Philadelphia on Sunday.

The conference crown is the Habs’ first since 1988-89 when they piled up 115 regular-season points before reaching the Stanley Cup Finals that spring.

Since the NHL moved to a conference system in 1974-75, the Canadiens have emerged as their conference’s top dog a total of eight times. Under the watchful eye of legendary coach Scotty Bowman, the Habs rattled off four straight Wales Conference titles from 1975-76 through 1978-79 on their way to winning four consecutive Stanley Cups. Montreal also finished first in both 1980-81 and 1987-88.

Manny Almela is a writer for canadiens.com

OH YEAH BABY!!!! I CAN SMELL THE CUP!!!!!

GRIN

2008-04-02T12:31:00.002-06:00

Taken from NHL.com this morning:

Canadiens win first division title in 16 years, Capitals tie Carolina atop Southeast Division
Associated Press
Apr 2, 2008, 5:43 AM EDT

Not even Montreal coach Guy Carbonneau could have predicted the Canadiens' first division title in 16 years at the start of the season.
Carey Price made 32 saves for his third career shutout and Montreal beat the Ottawa Senators 3-0 Tuesday night to win the Northeast Division.
The Canadiens earned their first division title since the 1991-92 season, and the win gave them 100 points for the first time since they had 103 in their Stanley Cup championship season the following year.
"There was a lot of questions that were unanswered at the start of September. I knew I had a good team, but not that good," Carbonneau said. "We achieved a lot ... 100 points, first in our division. I don't think it's something we thought about in September. Now, with two games to go, first in our conference is still there."

OH YEAH BABY!!!!

Lord Stanley: Polish your cup. We're coming for it, and I want it to be all nice and shiny when we get there.

God Bless the Leafs

2008-04-01T15:49:00.002-06:00

Being a Habs fan myself, the Leafs and the Bruins are my two "nemesis" teams. The Leafs moreso than the Bruins. Thus the following pic:

Diary

2008-03-31T10:35:00.003-06:00

Got this email today. Forgot how funny that is. And true. So very very true. I'm still afraid to go to sleep, for fear of an uprising.

DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.

Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as she was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. She is regularly released and seems to be more than willing to return. She is obviously an idiot. I fear I may be going insane.

Busted!

2008-03-29T19:50:00.003-06:00

A couple of weeks ago I came home from work, and instead of having a barking whining tail-wagging doggie greet me at the door as per the norm, Chloe came out of my bedroom, stretching and yawning from what appeared to be the world's greatest nap. Two seconds later, Molson came out of my room.

Hmm..what could possibly be afoot? NO WAY those two were cuddling while I was gone.

I was wrong. Apparently it's a thing for them now, as I discovered tonight:

Foxy and Boo (Shaved Guy's "official" name) are also cuddling together. I'm afraid I'm being outnumbered, and possibly plotted against. I am afraid to go to sleep - the animals are taking over :)

The Gods Might Not Be Crazy, but I Sure Am

2008-03-27T20:37:00.011-06:00

It's been a few weeks since my beloved Rascallybunny passed. Molson, my other cat, has been lonely - he wanders around the house meowling, and has just been out of sorts. So I resolved to get him another little cat-buddy.

I went to the SPCA knowing full well how I always feel when I leave that place: sad and helpless. But, I figured, if I could save one life, it would be worth it. So, I went, and spent so long in the cat room they were starting to send in staff to talk to me - I'm not sure if they thought I was going to steal a cat or move in.

I couldn't decide between two. One, a dark Calico named Foxy, (I will call her Foxy Cleopatra after Beyonce's character in that movie who's title escapes me right now) and a long-haired black cat - who has been shaved due to mats in his fur. He looked SO pathetic, and SO cute. How could I choose? There were others I liked too, but let's face it, I couldn't take them ALL home, no matter how much I wanted to.

So, after spending about an hour and a half in the cat room, and being no closer to making a choice, I figured I'd sleep on it. I came back the following day, which was Monday. Again...can't decide can't decide. Once again I'm there for so long (over my lunch hour) they send in the troops. When I tell the girl I'm just trying to decide between two, she says, "Ok, we'll tell you what. They've both been here for a long time. If you take one, we'll throw in the other one for free".

I'd like to introduce you to the TWO newest members of my family: Foxy Cleopatra and Shaved Guy (soon to be renamed when I find a suitable name for him). SIGH. They saw ME coming a MILE away.

SG's entrance yesterday was anything but how I'd wanted it to be. I had him in a paper box, and when I got home and opened the door, Chloe bolted. So I had to put him down (stupidly on top of the garbage can) and his box fell over and opened, and Mo was there, and there was some growling and hissing and fighting and I had to kick the door shut and chase Chloe down the street, then carry her into the house, and it was a total shitshow. NOT the calm introduction I had anticipated/wanted. Foxy's entrance today was a bit calmer. She had to go get spayed before I could bring her home, and her entrance today went a lot smoother. Although, the first thing she did when she got in the house was walk into my room, hop on my bed, and PEE. YUP. Cat pee on the bed. I was shocked and NOT amused. I had a bit of a cry, then a laugh, and everything's currently in the wash. Oh well. Into every animal lover's life, a little pee must fall.

Everyone is settling in as well as can be expected. Molson is unhappy, he doesn't yet realize I got them for HIM. He's growling and hissing and puffed up and pouting and just not happy. I'm hoping he'll get used to them; I'm sure he will, it's just going to take a bit.

Chloe is not happy either - she got a good smack on the nose (no claws, thank goodness) from SG last night, so now she's scared of him. Foxy growled and chased her down the hallway, so she's scared of Foxy too. She went outside earlier and then wouldn't come back in, even though she was whining and shaking from cold. She alternates between barking her fool head off at everyone, including Molson (who is NOT impressed) and hiding in her kennel when one of them decides she/he's had enough of the noise. Poor baby. Extra love for her this weekend.

I, of course, am in heaven. I love cats, and am really glad I decided to get them both. Dad's going to KILL me when he gets home, but I'm hoping he'll realize how happy I am and be happy for me, and come to love them as I do.

Unfortunately, being the sap that I am, there is also a considerable amount of guilt that comes with my new acquisitions. I miss Rascally very very much, and have had a few moments of tears and sadness this week as I thought about the fact that I would not be getting these new kidlets if he hadn't died. And that breaks my heart. I miss him, but life goes on, you know? I knew for Molson I had to get another cat, and I wanted another one too. I just wish it didn't have to be that way. I know he would understand though. He was a good cat.

Things have calmed down somewhat. The two newbies are cuddling in the other room, Molson is pouting, and Chloe has decided this is her fate so she's chewing all her stuffed toys to shreds.

Home sweet home. I'm gonna have to get a bigger house...

In T O I Remain an Outsider

2008-03-21T18:40:00.004-06:00

Last weekend I had the opportunity to travel across this great country of ours to the Centre of the Universe, Toronto. And I look so cool at the airport, don't I?

I went with three other girlfriends, two from Edmonton and one from Brandon, MB. We went to meet some people who have become my (our) friends over the last year or so. We called it the "Toronto Invasion", or "TOI". At one of the restaurants we had dinner at, there was a painting on the wall that we finally noticed had the title of this post at the top. But on first glance, all we could see was "TOI". Coincidence, or fate? I like fate for this one, myself :) But then again, I'm weird like that.

It was one of the funnest weekends of my life (is funnest even a word??). I got to meet so many great girls, and see some really cool things, and just had an overall great time. It was so nice to put faces to so many of the names and words I've been seeing on a screen for so long, and hug people who I have wanted to hug for a long time. And I met my long lost younger twin, and the woman I share a brain with. Finally.

One of the highlights of my trip, sightseeing wise, was the Hockey Hall of Fame. Being such a huge Montreal Canadiens fan, and a hockey fan in general, this was a real treat for me. The HHF is full of so much history, and a LOT of Habs memorabilia. And, one thing in particular: the Stanley Cup. It was an almost holy moment for me, to see, touch and have my picture taken with the cup. It's the "resident cup", so it's not the one that's presented, but same thing in my books.

The CN tower was really cool too. When we got there our host for lunch had a table full of Mojitos waiting for us - now THAT is a welcome :) The plexiglass floor is kind of cool too, and all the tourists always lay down on it to have their picture taken, so we did too. Yuck. Feet. Dirty, feety-floor. Worth some funny pics though, as you can see.

All in all, a weekend of pubbing, eating, drinking, walking, shopping, talking and laughing. Life doesn't get much better than that.

I just want to send out a big thank you again to the ladies who made my weekend spectacular and special. I miss you guys already and can't wait until I can see you again!!

99% of Us is Failure (RIP little man)

2008-03-05T18:43:00.007-07:00

After being back home with me for about a month, after being with family friends for a few months, sadly, my little Rascallybunny left this world at 2:29 p.m. Monday, March 3, 2008.

Ever since I moved back from the island, all I could think about was bringing the boys home. When I got him back, I noticed that he had lost weight. My brother said he hadn't been eating much, and seemed sad. I figured it was just him being lonely, as he was eating fine and was his usual cute snuggly self when I got him home. We had just been to the vet two weeks ago, and while she did notice he was a little thin, she said he looked fine, and to just keep an eye on him.

The weekend started off normal, both cats playing and being goofy, and Rascal tormenting Chloe, which was one of his favorite pastimes. Sunday morning, I got up, and noticed my little man lying on his shelf in the bathroom, head hanging down, staring at the floor. I thought he was just tired, or staring at something. When Chloe and I got back from the park later that afternoon, I noticed Raz was wandering around the house really slowly, with his head hanging down. I checked his neck, and it was fine, it was like he just didn't have any energy at all. After calling a vet, I fed him some tuna fish, and he scarfed it down like a starving cat. I figured he couldn't be that sick if he attacked that tuna the way he did.

All that night my little man slept at the foot of my bed, and his breathing was very slow; I found myself not sleeping at all because I kept checking to make sure he was still breathing, with my cell phone in hand in case I had to call an emergency vet. Monday morning came and he seemed fine again, his neck was a little droopy, but by now I thought it was just sore. I almost didn't bother calling the vet, thinking it was like a 24 hour bug like humans get. But I called, and we went. The vet checked him over, and said she wanted to do some tests. An hour later she called back, with the news I had feared, but not even considered. His little kidneys had failed, and it was irreversible. She said she could give him medicine, but it would be a band-aid fix, and he would only get worse, and then he would be in pain.

I then made the hardest decision of my life: I decided I would have him put down that day, to save him from suffering. Any attempt I made at prolonging his life at that point would have been for my benefit, and not his. I couldn't do that to my little man. I got to go pick him up and bring him home with me for about an hour and a half for one last cuddle. I gave him one last can of tuna, because he loved it so much, and I figured it certainly couldn't hurt him at that point. We had a nice cuddle, and then it was time to go. I was there at the end; I wanted to be. I didn't want him to leave this world alone and scared. It didn't hurt, he was just laying in my arms, and then he leaned into me and went to sleep. I will never forget that moment, it will haunt me forever. But I'm glad I could be there for him, no matter what the cost to me was.

A lot of people have told me how lucky Raz was to have me in his life, but I think it was exactly the opposite: I was lucky to have him. He was my friend, and part of my family. He brought me joy, and frustration at times, and made me laugh all the time. He was a loving amazing little cat who loved to play fetch with plastic bottle caps, and hated things on countertops - he would go out of his way to knock them off, and watch them as they fell to the ground. He loved to snuggle, and we spent many hours together watching TV or reading as he purred on my lap. He never liked me to go into the bathroom by myself for some reason - he'd wait while I had a shower or bath, and just hang out. Maybe he was protecting me from spiders in the drain, or he was just waiting for me to get out, because he also loved to drink out of the toilet. He would follow me around the house, and just loved to be around me. He and Molson were best friends from the day Yves brought them both home, I would frequently find them cuddled up licking each other's faces, and they loved to beat each other up too.

Molson, my other cat, misses him already. He's been wandering around the house meowling, and I hurt because I can't do anything to fix it. He's a cat - he doesn't understand where his little brother is. I'm lost too - the house feels so much emptier without him in it. I think even Chloe knows something is up, she needed to be let out four times Monday night, and she usually sleeps through.

I love you, little man. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me four wonderful and happy years. Have fun on the Rainbow Bridge. I will never ever forget you, and am grateful I got to be lucky enough to know you.

The cats are taking over...

2008-02-26T20:33:00.003-07:00

Poor Chloe. A prisoner in her own kennel...

Farmgirl

2008-02-26T20:27:00.003-07:00

I could so be a farmgirl. My best friend Jan and I went out to her parent's farm last weekend. It was great. Quiet - I'm not used to all that quiet. Chloe, of course, had a BLAST. She didn't want to come home! We saw where Jan grew up, and I got to see a lot of interesting and wonderful things that weekend.

Thanks Jan, I had a blast.

Trip to the Vet

2008-02-14T19:56:00.002-07:00

Packed all three kids into the car tonight and took them to the Vet. Happy Valentines' day to me, lol!!

Chloe's allergies are better (they SHOULD be, she can't eat anything poor doggie) and she's just a little bit chubby still (like her Mommie - it's WINTER weight, dammit!!). Molson is a fat, healthy, happy cat. Rascallybunny is a bit thin, but the Vet doesn't think it's diabetes or anything serious like that. A little deworming and a few weeks being at home eating good, healthy cat food and getting lots of love from Mommie should fatten him right up.

The weather's warmed up considerably here, it was only about 0 today. I'm hoping it stays nice out so we can spend some quality time at the park this weekend! Long weekend, too, yay!!!

IT IS COLD OUTSIDE

2008-02-09T17:06:00.000-07:00

Wow. Having a Beagle means you have to go outside. Every single day. Whether you want to or not. We went to the park today, but only stayed about an hour. Poor Chloe's feet were cold, but she still didn't want to go home! She'd stay out there all day if I let her!

Now she's all snuggled up in her kennel, and I'm enjoying some hot tea under a blanket in my flannel pjs. What a glamourous life I lead :)

Ahhhhh

2008-02-02T23:28:00.000-07:00

Weekend. I start my new job next week, and I hope, a new chapter in my life. I am excited about this job, and it has given me a new outlook on what has become my life in the last few months.

There is no better feeling than waking up surrounded by your family members. Mine just happen to be of the four legged, furry variety.

One Big Happy Family

2008-02-01T21:58:00.000-07:00

So, it's been a week since I went and got the boys, and they are settling in famously. I am happy, peaceful, and just enjoying having cats in the house again. Although, I am NOT enjoying the whole cat litter thing. I'd forgotten how much cats poop!

Molson Canadian is the white on the bottom black/stripey on top tabby-ish one (with Chloe), and Rascally-Bunny (formerly known as Lopez in the shelter he came from) is the grey one with the white chest (close-up). Rascal has lost some weight, and is quite skinny, but I'm hoping that he'll put on some weight now that he's back being an indoor kitty.

Chloe is not quite sure what to make of her new brothers. She goes between curiosity and outrage, to wanting to play. As you can imagine, they do not want to play with her. Although, I have caught them nose-to-nose a couple of times, sniffing each other out, trying to figure out the new hierarchy. Which we know, the cats rule the house. Always did, always will. Just don't tell Chloe, because she thinks she rules the world. Rightly so.

Rascal just ignores her. He runs from her, and perches up on his condo staring down at her. Molson on the other hand, is curious. He will go up to her, sniff her, walk by, ignore her, but if she gets too loud, he hisses at her. I think one day I will walk in and find them cuddling, I really do.

I am just getting used to the constant cuddles. Chloe's not usually a cuddly dog, she prefers to stretch out wherever she can, and likes to be left alone when snoozing. The cats however, have not left my side in a week. I am currently sharing a lazyboy with, surprisingly, all three of them. A little crowded, but I love it.

I really hope the weather warms up though, we haven't been to the park all week, and Chloe's getting very antsy, and getting on everyone's nerves :)

I love having a full house again. If I had a bigger house, it would be more full.

Edit - and yes, that IS a Habs jersey on my dog :) GO HABS!!!

The boys are coming home!

2008-01-23T20:49:00.000-07:00

When I moved away, a very nice family took my cats in. When I came back, they offered them back to me. I declined, because I didn't want to take them away from their new family. Well, circumstances being somewhat different now, I once again have the opportunity to get my cats back. So I'm picking them up this weekend. Chloe will be pleased to have her old chew toy buddies back. I, for one, am thrilled as punch.

RIP James Oliver Rigney, Jr.

2008-01-22T21:30:00.000-07:00

This is late in coming, but I just found out tonight that Robert Jordan, pen name of James Oliver Rigney Jr., died last September. I was living on an island at the time, and had no idea of what was going on in the world. Living on an island will do that to a person. I was just surfing the net tonight, as I have been anxiously awaiting the next and final novel in the WoT series.

I met him once, at a book signing in Edmonton. I waited in line for hours to meet him, holding my two hardcover books in my hand, reading through them. I remember being starstruck beyond belief when he arrived. I was so shy I could barely talk, and he joked with me and made me feel at ease (he promised he "wouldn't bite...well, not hard"). That was one of the greatest experiences of my life.

His Wheel of Time series remains my favorite set of books of all time, next to Stephen King's Dark Tower series - but it's close, very close. I have read and re-read that series so many times over the years I have lost count. I would wait anxiously for news of the new books to come out, and in later years, when I got internet-savvy, would surf websites for news, and just general information about the books, and the man who created them. Those books were my friends through some very hard times in my life, and I would escape to the world he created when my own world got too tough to deal with, or just when I wanted to escape. The paperbacks were so thick that they would break up into pieces, which I would hold together with elastics, and I still have them all.

My thoughts and prayers go out to his family and friends, and his fans. Even though this is four months late, for me it's just happened.

An author has been chosen to complete the final book. I am waiting for that book to come out, and will treasure it as much as I have treasured the others, because...well, just because.

“Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit in Sightblinder’s eye on the Last Day.” That's a quote from his books. They say that's how he went out. We should all be so lucky.

Merry Christmas

2007-12-24T21:57:00.001-07:00

I hope this holiday season that everybody gets everything their hearts desire. I wish you all health, happiness, love, and joy. May you all stay safe and sound, and enjoy time with loved ones (or not if that's what you desire, lol!)

Merry Christmas.

Home Sweet Home

2007-11-28T22:05:00.000-07:00

Moving into my new home. It needs a lot of work, but I guess I'll have nothing else to do this winter, so I'll have lots of time to paint, floor, etc!

Chloe is settling in marvelously. She already thinks she owns the place, lol.

Last Week

2007-11-12T17:09:00.000-07:00

This is my last week in Cayman, I have decided to go home. Many reasons, which I won't get into on here. But pics...now THOSE I have..Pirate's week, the fish we had for supper..

FINALLY

2007-10-07T12:39:00.000-06:00

I have internet again. It's surprising how much we've come to depend on the net in the past few years. People get their news from it, keep in touch with friends/family, search for jobs/apartments/cars etc.

Longest two weeks ever. I'm glad it's back :)

This one's for Leah

2007-09-19T19:46:00.000-06:00

Because I know how much she likes frogs. This little guy's been on our doorstep every night since I got here. He's cute. Doesn't say much, but cute.

Also here are some sunset pics from where we had dinner for ya, from a place aptly named "Sunset House". Which I can see I will be spending a lot of time at.

It doesn't get much better than this...especially if you like chickens

2007-09-19T09:41:00.000-06:00

Went for another drive the other day. I really do need to get back to work. One strange thing about the island is the sheer number of chickens. Seriously. They're everywhere. And they're fearless. They just walk in front of you, in front of the car, in your yard, etc. Also...they really really wanted to share my lunch the other day. I felt bad...I was having a chicken salad.

Just because I can.

2007-09-17T20:13:00.000-06:00

I'm not homeless anymore!

2007-09-16T08:42:00.000-06:00

Well, I found a place to live! It's perfect - perfect size, perfect location, perfect yard, perfect everything. Now I'm not homeless anymore, and I can finally unpack my suitcases!!

Home sweet home - well, for tonight, anyway

2007-09-11T22:32:00.000-06:00

Mom wanted to see pics of the room, so here they are. As you can see, it didn't take me long to make myself right at home.

It's actually quite nice here. Went outside, and if you were gonna be outside for any length of time you might want to bring a sweater. it's hot, and humid, but the breeze is quite lovely.

Safe and Sound

2007-09-11T19:11:00.000-06:00

Well, I made it. Although unfortunately for me, my luggage did not. Not a single of the five (yes, five) bags I brought. They'll be here tomorrow. There was a problem with my accomodation, so I've been put up in a lovely hotel complete with fridge and microwave and a bit of groceries so I can make some supper, which is super lovely.

Oh well. I have the internet, and some shorts I thought at the last minute to put in my backpack. And sandals, thank God.
But the important thing is I made it. Relocation phase 2 complete.

Is that a Cactus in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?

2007-09-06T19:21:00.000-06:00

We went for a drive up to the mountains today. Yup, there are mountains in Arizona. Who knew? It was really cool to see all the different kinds of plants, mainly cactuses when you're down low, and then you see them mixing with forest-y type vegetation (even some Spruce trees).

Cactuses are funny. They amuse me. They're such a hardy plant, and they're so unique. We also saw some old mines, and the road we went on was actually a railroad track once upon a time. There are a few people who live way up there in the mountains, and it struck me that it wouldn't be such a bad life. Nice and quiet.

Edit: I'm not sure why I look like an angry giant lumberjack in that picture. It's the angle, honest.

It's kind of like Hell, but there's air conditioning...

2007-09-04T21:38:00.000-06:00

I honestly can't believe how hot it is here. Luke keeps telling me it's not usually this hot, but I'm not sure I believe him, lol. I think you just get used to it after a while. I think I'm getting used to it...case in point...we actually sat in the HOT TUB last night. Only here would you think of going in the hot tub while it's still 28 degrees outside...and even though the heat hasn't actually been on in months, it's still hot. Super hot.

Luke has a wonderful girlfriend named Leah. She's awesome, and has two dogs, who I just adore. She's only here on the weekends though, so I'll see her again next week. Luke's been taking me around, showing me the sights, well, the bars, anyway. We've been doing some drinkin'. I'm on vacation, so I'm allowed :) We have plans to do more tourist-y things such as visiting a ghost town, some mountains (I wouldn't call them mountains, more like hills, but when in Rome...). And we're going to an outdoor concert this weekend, which will be fun. Even if it is country music...some guy named Toby Keith?

Anyway, that's it for now. Apparently there are bars I HAVEN'T seen yet...

Arizona is HOT

2007-09-01T14:30:00.000-06:00

Well, I made it safe and sound. Phoenix is so hot. It's like 44 degrees here. Gonna go drink some water and sit in the pool - which unfortunately is also hot. But it's better than nothing.

Pics to follow.

Tour of Alberta Family Goodbye

2007-08-30T23:46:00.000-06:00

So I went on the road Tuesday and said goodbye to various family members. I had a great time, Chloe had a great time, and I'm glad I got to say goodbye to my brother (Syl), his wife Gwen, my nephew Hayden (otherwise known as IPood), my Mom, Stepdad, My favorite Uncle Nick, My favorite Auntie Denise.

I had a blast, and will miss you all very much. Thank you for your undying love and support and good wishes on this next leg of my life journey. I would not have been able to do this without your support. Also, thank you to Chloe for being so good in the car for 4 days...and endless hours...except when you jumped out the window at the Shell in Red Deer...now you know why I'm so fast!!!!

Now....

Don't drink and drive, Jackass

2007-08-24T23:58:00.001-06:00

Proof that Checkstop season is all year. There was one on my way home tonight.

Don't drink and drive, kids.

Saturday. Be there or be square.

2007-08-23T15:43:00.000-06:00

I'll be having what you could call my "going away" party on Saturday night. Nothing formal or fancy, basically I'll be going out drinking and whoever wants to come join me one last time would be more than welcome. Place: Purple Onion and other various Whyte Avenue establishments (but we'll start off at the PO). Date: Saturday. Time: I dunno. Before 9:00 pm.

Pictures to follow, I'm sure.

Now for the obligatory picture of Chloe:

Drinkin' Wine on a Tuesday

2007-08-21T18:28:00.000-06:00

It is Tuesday, isn't it? I find that when I'm on holidays (whether voluntary or not) for an extended period of time I tend to forget what day it is, especially in the summer when you can't tell by what's on TV.

So I sit here surfing the good ol' net, drinking the Trailer Trash of wines, E & J White Zinfandel. I know, I know, but I LIKE it, ok? And yes, that's ice in there. So what.

Trying to think of somthing interesting to post but I haven't really been doing anything interesting for the last few days. Nice easy relaxing vacation. I'm just making my final preparations (cancelling credit cards, closing bank accounts, etc.) for leaving. I'm now counting down and it's 9 days until I leave for Phoenix. Whoo hoo!!

Must go get more E & J...

I knew a guy named Dean once...

2007-08-18T10:48:00.001-06:00

Hurricane Dean is gaining strength and is set to reach the Cayman Islands Sunday. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone on the islands and everyone who is in its path.

Inaugural Post

2007-08-16T18:55:00.000-06:00

So I decided to create this block to track my adventures. I recently made the decision to move from my home in Alberta to Grand Cayman. I leave in 14 days, and I never realized how much I would have to do before I left! I've been off work since last Friday, but haven't had any time to enjoy my vacation, there's just so much running around to do, plus I have to spend as much time with my Beagle, Chloe, as I possibly can before I leave. My Beagle is my best friend, thus the name of my newly created blog. She's hopefully going to be joining me on the Island in a few months, but until then I'll just have to keep her in my mind and heart through this blog.

I'll be off to Phoenix Arizona September 1st for 11 days to visit my friend, Luke. I've never been to Phoenix, so it should be interesting.

In the meantime, here are some pictures of Chloe and me.

Chloetopia

My stay at Skydiver's Disneyland

Perris Valley here I come!!!

In Less than Two Months

A Lady of Leisure No More

MS Society of Canada

Namaste

Dog for Sale

Sometimes...

It's a good thing nobody needs to go to college..

I Got Nothin...

Mice and Magic!

Videos

Whirlwinds!

66 days and counting...

Shout Out to my Mom

Stalker Chick

Exercise

*blink*

February

Gypsy-ness

Vancouver

Whoa. Absentee Blogger

Vegas BABY!!

"I haven't agreed to do this next year though!!"

FOUR days left!!

Ohshit

19 DAYS!!!

BreakTime

Biking again for MS

On the road again

Christmas at the Ranche

Happy Birthday Baby!!

Happy Friday!

LOLcats + LOLdogs = Happy Izzy

HOLY CRAP BATMAN

Just Like a Bird...

Rain is not my friend

SIGH

When life throws you lemons...

ROUND TWO HERE WE COME!!

Hehehehe

Holy Fish Sticks Batman!

WHOO!

Live Blog: Game 1

I'm not taking this off

WWWHOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

*GRIN*

God Bless the Leafs

Diary

Busted!

The Gods Might Not Be Crazy, but I Sure Am

In T O I Remain an Outsider

99% of Us is Failure (RIP little man)

The cats are taking over...

Farmgirl

Trip to the Vet

IT IS COLD OUTSIDE

Ahhhhh

One Big Happy Family

The boys are coming home!

RIP James Oliver Rigney, Jr.

Merry Christmas

Home Sweet Home

Last Week

FINALLY

This one's for Leah

It doesn't get much better than this...especially if you like chickens

Just because I can.

I'm not homeless anymore!

Home sweet home - well, for tonight, anyway

Safe and Sound

Is that a Cactus in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?

It's kind of like Hell, but there's air conditioning...

Arizona is HOT

Tour of Alberta Family Goodbye

Don't drink and drive, Jackass

Saturday. Be there or be square.

Drinkin' Wine on a Tuesday

I knew a guy named Dean once...

blink

GRIN