Back in time ...............

I took a trip down memory lane today, Ry's friend Ashley turned 9 and celebrated at United Skates of America. I was transported back to the early 80's, when Cresta roller rink was the place to be in our neck of the woods. We would all get dressed up in our mini skirts, head teased up high, sporting huge shoulder pads. Honestly wish that butt pads were more in fashion, those mini skirts showed off many a bruise. The slimiest Michael Jackson immitators would strut their stuff. They have not dissapeared completely, I was lucky enough to be hit on by slime in a black leather jacket, he watched me strut my stuff, and I have to say after 25 years, I still have it. Today Cresta is a huge Shopping Center, the Roller Rink is long g one and as for me, I am tapping at 40's door, inspite of that I had a blast. My kids pooped out early, shocked at what their mom, could do - if only they knew :) Plenty more surprises where that comes from.

Unleashing the Beast...........

Last Tuesday I was in a pissy mood and have reached the stage in my life where I make no bones about it. My buddy Deb called me in the midst of me throwing my toys out of my cot (crib), I told her that I was in a bad mood, I was not even going to apologize for it and thats just the way it was and I would speak to her tomorrow.

I growled at everyone, got the kids ready for bed. Next thing the doorbell goes, in walks Deb with a big King Kong balloon, two huge grocery bags brimming over - can I just say it was FREEZING cold outside. She tips the bag on the table and in it is one of every weight watchers dessert that they make. Two trashy magazines I have never read before and a container of sugar free coolwhip. She hands me the balloon, says unleash the beast and have some dessert to make it alright. I burst out laughing, the beast set free, and we chowed down on some yummy desserts - bet they were worth at least 50 points. We looked through the magazines and laughed at how pathetic it was. I must say it really calmed me down. She is a real keeper that Deb. The next day her beast reared its ugly head so we went out shopping, said screw weight watchers and went for yummy Dim Sum -it was so friggin' good! We had such a great time. Unfortunately the only thing that lost weight this week was my wallet.

Is this considered Grave Robbing????

I think I need a new title. The recycler! The User! Or perhaps the Grave Robber!! A while back I helped a friend clear out his mom's house after she passed away, if you want to read about the start of my new title, you can do so here.

This past weekend I helped my friend Julie, who is the woman I have slated to be Josh's second wife, if anything should happen to me. Julie and her partner met a week after Josh and I did, Josh and Julie have been really good friends for a long time, and it was only natural that the 4 of us would bond. After we all got married, within a few months of each other, Julie's wife slowly started distancing herself (and Julie along with her) from all Julie's heterosexual friends. We were sad to lose the friendship but moved on. About two years ago I got a call from Julie letting me know she had left Valerie and she would like to pick up the friendship again. We welcomed her back with open arms and her daughter, who is the same age as Nikki (my youngest), has a great relationship with my girls and we have a great bond once more.

While Julie and Valerie were together they were made joint executors of a friend, Luisa's, estate who passed away awhile ago. It is quite a large estate with many properties and has been a long drawn out process. They finally closed on the last of the properties and this past weekend we went to help clean out the place. Boy we barely made a dent, you see Luisa used to own a 5 and dime store in the 60's. She closed shop in the early 70's and never threw a thing out. Julie came to collect clothes, never worn, still in their original packaging from the store for the Boys and Girls club near her. I have never seen so much shit shoved into 3 levels before. There was no room to walk but I have to say we made out like a bandit. The B&G's club scored big time and so did we. The house was filled with antiques and other amazing goodies. A lot of shit too, this woman threw NOTHING out! Ryan scored a gorgeous bedroom set, Julie and I got brand new coats, still in their original packaging, straight down memory lane from the 60's, I got a Mouton and three curley lamb coats - I just love them. One of the joys of living in a cold climate is I get four complete wardrobes for the 4 seasons. We took boxes of never opened costume jewellery from the 60's diamante. faux pearls, etc. All for goodwill, they are so stunning and I bet will make some families very happy over the holiday season. I also got the hugest scale, it is made out of marble - it is so huge, I have no idea where the hell it is going to go in my house, but all I know is I could not leave it to be thrown out with the other stuff they are going to have to get rid of before the new owners move in.

I guess the question of the day is, how many old ladies homes do I have to clean out before I am officially termed a Grave robber??