Friday, March 27, 2009

House for sale!!!!!!

Ever in keeping with our transient lifestyle , Tattoo Man & I have decided once again to stick a For Sale sign on the front lawn & haul ass to the country!!

Fact of the matter is that 1700sq ft of living space + a basement (800+ additional sq ft) is WAY more space than we need for 3 of us & we would rather have something smaller with a bigger lot!

Yes, Tattoo Man is willing to tend the lawn (of course he will require a ride on mower or a goat!!)



Personally I just want less rooms to clean & cheaper heating bills.



Of course there is the issue of busing to school!!

What self respecting parent really wants to show up at school every morning looking like a cross between Alice Cooper & Ru Paul complete with pyjamas, (or is that just me?) when the little darling can hop on the big yellow bus at the end of the road leaving me free to drink tea & blog!!



Theoretically the selling part is easy. That's why we employed a REALTOR!

Finding an appropriate replacement however, is a total pain in the arse.

I would like 2 bathrooms, NOT 1 1/2.......... 2! I would also like a walk in closet (OK, so not a requirement but it's what I would like!).

I would like to have a pool too , but seriously is it really necessary to purchase a property just because it has a hole in the ground filled with water, that you can (possibly) utilize for 3 months of the Canadian year.

Shakka doesn't want to change schools, which while being perfectly understandable (her school is fabulous as it goes) makes the search a LOT more difficult & hugely limits our choice.

Tattoo Man, well, he is pretty easy to please at this point. He wants a view & a garage!!

Now, back to the sale......... what we need are a steady stream of potential purchasers who will notice once inside that I have taken most of the magnets & photos off the fridge.

They won't care that we have carpet on the stairs & in 2 bedrooms.
Should they notice the 5 ft Motley Crue (circa 1986 & tastefully framed in a VERY expensive leather piece) poster on the family room wall, one hopes that they will smile & relive (In their imagination only) the fabulous era that was Hair Metal, pointing out to their 12 year old that the 'blond one' was their favorite!

As they tread carefully around the drum kit, amplifiers & multiple guitars hopefully they will also notice the air exchanger & the plumbing for the central vac!!
Not to mention the garboretor & gorgeous wood burner.

I'm waiting with baited breath for the remarks about the 'orange' (yes, in a moment (8 weeks actually) of madness last October I painted the oak cabinets orange) cabinets in the kitchen.This can be rectified for not an absurd amount of money!!!



Finally when they exit the garage there is a possibility that they may even make an offer on the '89' Chev Caprice..........

In writing this I would like to make the following points to those of you searching for a house.

The fridge does still function with the pics & magnets. If you dare comment on all the crap stuck to the door you are nothing more than a hypocrite.....I can guarantee that it will be covered with your similarly unnecessary & identically ugly, messy crap within a week of exchange & the fridge WILL still function.
My musical taste is none of your frigging business........think back to your youth, who's posters adorned your wall? Boy George perhaps or maybe Haircut 100.....back to reality people.
My poster is a collectors item!!

Carpet is not distasteful. It keeps my feet warm in the mornings & stops a good percentage of any shagging noise carrying through to the rooms underneath!!

The red garage door makes the house stand out & actually helps to find it during the shit that is a Canadian winter!

If you don't like the light fittings it doesn't fucking matter. Seriously, how many of you sit/stand looking at the ceiling????

On this occasion I feel it inappropriate to continue (although I could & for a LONG time) as I really do want you to feel that this is the perfect home for you, or someone you know & in offending you further I suspect you won't even call!!!

Happy house hunting ;) .......................... Bring it on :)

Thursday, March 26, 2009

PRICKS & POLITICS

I know, I know.......... the two go hand in hand a good percentage of the time, but this outburst has absolutely NOTHING to do with Politicians!!!

Rarely do I allow myself to be lured into conversations about Politics........... OR Religion.
This is the case mostly because my Dad (RIP Pops) vehemently advised against it (with specific & valid reason) & more recently because my opinions on such matters are NONE of your goddamn business.

OK, so light conversation on a specific matter may be tolerated by the majority, but seriously this latest situation is becoming harder & harder to ignore, even to the point of NOT using the closest gas station for fear that he who's opinion MUST be heard may be on his shift!!

Here's the scenario..........
Early 20's part time gas station attendant/part time student. (commendable for sure, working & getting an education. Intensely annoying, know it all.......it's a fact)
30 something former businesswoman, immigrant, wife & mother.......(who I may add resembles a throwback from a lost generation on many an occasion) possibly giving off the vibe that I maybe lean to Green or could I possibly be leaning to Liberal or maybe that I have a dysfunction that stops me understanding or even knowing about affairs political, religious & current???
However under NO circumstances could I possibly have conservative values.....Apparently!!

Like I said NONE of your goddamn business, but I urge you...... STOP presuming.

At no point in the past & never in the future will I offer that information to you.

At no point in the past have I asked you to give me your opinion on politics & nor will I, EVER!!

I really couldn't give a shit what you think.

Nor do I care whether you leave the lid up on the toilet, I don't care about your opinion on the weed growers of New Brunswick & I really do not give a fuck if you are studying for a degree in the finer points of needlecraft.

As sure as I am female is as sure as I am that the 4 people in the line up behind me who just finished a long day at work & want to get home for supper & a beer really couldn't give a flying fuck about your opinion either.

What I expect when I enter such establishments is perhaps "Hi, How are you today?", Not for someone to start ramming their opinion on the Prime Minister (Stephen Harper in the case), the leader of the opposition or any other politically involved types on me.
If you want to vote Liberal, go ahead.......... if you want to vote Conservative fill your boots.......
I DON"T FUCKING CARE.

I have my ideals, my opinions & my right to not get involved with your political opinions & ideologies.
Graduate, get a full time job, pay a mortgage for a few years, have 2.4 kids, make the monthly car payment................
Then, maybe strike up an adult conversation with me, relating to current affairs, one that does not involve your blinkered & mislead conceptions of the real world...........

In fact don't bother............I will still want to make my purchase & go home &...................................
I still won't give a fuck.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Light reading for the Mentally unstable!!: Rimming

Light reading for the Mentally unstable!!: Rimming

Rimming

Yes....it says RIMMING!!

& YES, I giggle every time I say the word, read it or type it!!!

HOWEVER....... it's not what you think people!!

In England the national pass time is smoking (cigarettes, although I'm sure there are large quantities of Mr Brownstone inhaled too!)

In Scotland & Ireland the national pass time is drinking...BOOZING if you please.

In Canada the national pass time (at least for 1 month of the year) is rimming.
I'll say it again............. Rimming.

Only in the Great White North could the national pass time have a name otherwise reserved for a sex act!!

I am pleased that this is so. It causes me great amusement, especially as I know a lot of people who have absolutely NO idea what rimming really is!!

Let me explain! Otherwise known as Anolingus, rimming requires the insertion of ones tongue into your partners anus.

NOW you can see why I am in a constant state of hysteria!!

Rimming in Canada is not even remotely similar! (at least not in this case)

Every year Tim Hortons (Canada's premier coffee & donut house) runs a promotion where we, the general public, are required to roll up the rim of the cup you buy your coffee in & see if you have won a prize.

Canada goes into rimming frenzy mode....
Guilty as charged. At least once daily I roll up the rim. I have my daily rimming ritual.

Crazy but true!!

Equally hilarious......

Now all I have to do is find out which country it is that has muff diving as its national pass time!!

Monday, March 2, 2009

Song censoring....what a bunch of s$*t!!!

So, there I am.............. just about to hop in the shower, radio blaring & happy as a spring lamb (OK before it realizes it's about to have its cute little head chopped off!)

The next song starts & fucks me off to no end!!

You & ur hand by Pink, great song to sing along to in the shower......if there are NO words missing.

Let me give you a taste....
****fight, apparently it is NOT OK to say Cock even if it is a male chicken that is being referred to??
****head...........DICK, a shortened version of the name Richard!! OK so it is slang for Willy too, but is Willy not just a shortened version of William?
I don't give a ****, OK so this is the F word, but, why not just dub it with the word crap??

Or not play the song at all for piss sakes, you have ruined it already!!

she thinks that you suck.......SERIOUSLY people, this is a song about jerking off, having a wank, & you can't say the word suck!!

Many many moons ago, my BFF used to play W.A.S.P Animal (Fuck like a beast) on her stereo... loudly.
She would always be on hand to turn down the volume when the F word came up.
As a result, her Mom would sing, 'Cos I ...like a beast' often while cooking supper.
This was of course a great source of amusement to two 14 year olds.......

NOT SO missing 1/2 the crapping song while it is playing on the radio.

Let's face it, people go out & buy these songs on CD & they are NOT censored in your car, living room or after you transfer them to your ipod.

I know that you are always going to get Tipper Gore equivalents out there, get a grip people.
It's a song, half the time people sing along & don't even realize that there are words in it that could be construed as risque.

If you can't handle songs of the 21st Century find a channel that plays Val Doonican & Barry Manilow & SUCK it up.

Let's have the whole fucking, dicking, sucking song....................

Note: I was listening to the radio when I wrote this & the presenter said Wanker at least twice.....I don't get it!!!