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Nocturnal Turtle

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First, a Friday Funny – It’s short, cute and well uh explosive:

I just love the little grin at the end!

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We’ve already established that I’m nocturnal, but it seems that my turtle, who should be sleeping through the night, has decided to have a party every night!

It’s not like the living room lights are on and keeping him up. He’s in the dark and he should be sleeping. But he’s not. The last two nights, or should I say early mornings, he’s become very active at about 4 a.m. Maybe he’s training for the Olympics? Planning the great escape?

He comes out of his shelter, then he attempts to climb on top of his home. He usually doesn’t get to the top on the first try. Nope, he noisily attempts to climb it several times, falling backwards most of the time, and occasionally falling into his shallow water dish. When he finally reaches the top he decides he wants off the shelter. So what does he do? He jumps off of it into his water dish.

Then the whole cycle begins again.

Box turtles have hard shells and when he’s banging around you can hear him through the whole house!

Shhhhhhhhh Spaz, you’ll wake Chris up. I’m surprised his girlfriend Myrtle never seems to wake up when he gets busy.





My husband paints his nails!

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That’s right, he’s painting his nails again.

You might remember my story about him getting fake nails for the first time? That’s occurred at least three times since April. No my husbands not really odd, well he is, but shhhhhhh don’t let him know I told you that. No he’s been wearing the fake nails – only on his right hand – because he’s a guitar player and he can use the fake nails to pic the strings on the guitar better.

He’s got really thin weak nails and by having the fake nails applied to the finger nails on his right hand he can use his nails rather than a pick most of the time.

The unfortunate truth about fake nails though is that they end up thinning out and weakening your natural nails when you use them.

So Chris has been pestering the cosmetic advisor’s at drug store cosmetic counters, and the ones in the cosmetics departments of many major department stores. I thought they’d look at him strangely, but for the most part they don’t. In fact one told me just yesterday that she’s seen it all, and nothing that people do in stores, or the questions that she’s asked, surprise her anymore.

In fact she told me a remarkable story yesterday of a lady that did a pregnancy test right in the cosmetics department of the drug store! I’d really like to know how someone managed that. I mean don’t you have to pee on a stick for all of the instant pregnancy tests? If you do, that means that this lady was so desperate to know if she was pregnant or not, that she had to have peed right there in the store!

If I ever get tired of working in the Emergency Department, but still crave a taste of the strange, I think I’ll apply to work as a cosmetician at a drug store. Seems that they see the kind of strange stuff there that’s in line with the kind of things I’m used to seeing in the ER.

Back to Chris. I think and hope that he’s given up on the fake nails. I really didn’t like the look, and they felt so creepy when he’d touch me with the nails. *shivers* He’s been spending all that time talking to cosmetic specialists trying to find out what other kinds of products he can put on his nails to strengthen them.

Since yesterday he’s been applying a liquid product called Ecrinal to his nails three times a day. It’s made from the oils found in horse hair. It’s supposed to be the best out there. We’ll see. Three times a day for seven days and hopefully Chris nails will start to become stronger. I, for one, hope it works so I don’t have to see a return of the creepy fake nails.

Does anyone have any other suggestions for my thin nails metro sexual husband?

62 Questions

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I saw this on my friend Mr. Fabulous’s site and thought it might be interesting enough to steal. I’ve certainly sent him enough Lemur photos to feed his obsession with them that I should be entitled to snatch and idea from his site.

Sixty-Two Question Meme

1. How old do you wish you were? I don’t know, I’m happy with my current age. It might be nice to hit 30 again and do a few things differently, but over all I’m ok where I am.

2. Where were you when 9/11 happened? I was working as a nurse in a private clinic. We all hoped that it was just a tragic accident when we heard about the first plane hitting one of the towers, but then when the second plane hit we knew it wasn’t an accident. I left work shortly after that and took the subway home. My husband was still at work, being informed of an upcoming lay off. He worked near the airport and they could see all the planes landing and landing. Toronto international looked like a parking lot for jets.

3. What do you do when vending machines steal your money? Move on to another vending machine or store and try to remember not to use that one again.

4. Do you consider yourself kind? Yes, I’m usually kind, even if I’m angry inside, you’d likely never know it.

5. If you had to get a tattoo, where and what would it be? Well, If I wanted to get one, it would probably be some kind of dragon and it would probably go on a hip/ upper buttock, or perhaps shoulder blade area.

6. If you could be fluent in any other language what would it be? I already speak French and Spanish. Perhaps an Asian language such as Chinese so I’d be able to communicate with some of my patients in the hospital better … or at least finally find out if they are talking about me behind my back! LOL

7. Do you know your neighbors? Oh my gosh, do I know my neighbors? Yes, every single one of them reach two blocks west of us and four blocks east of us thanks to my hubby Sir talk A Lot.

8. What do you consider a vacation? I haven’t had a real vacation in more than a decade, I don’t even know what that is anymore.

9. Do you follow your horoscope? No not really. If I see it and read it it’s usually fun to see if I can match any of the it to what happened that day.

10. Would you move for the person you loved? Absolutely.

11. Are you touchy feely? Not really, although when I’m doing my work in the ER I seem to reach out and hug people (patients) or rub and arm or brush hair from a forehead more often than I would have ever thought I would.

12. Do you believe that opposites attract? Yes, to some degree. I think a successful couple needs to have some things in common, but sometimes it’s the differences that keeps it interesting or helps it work.

13. Dream job? I always wanted to be a veterinarian.

14. Favorite channels? I don’t watch much T.V. My favorite shows are on different channels or stations. Perhaps the Comedy channel as I hit that one regularly.

15. Favorite place to go on a weekend? The beach, winter or summer. I love it there.

16. Showers or Bath? A shower wins hands down, baths are too boring unless you have company. come to think of it showers are more interesting with company too.

17. Do you paint your nails? Yep.

18. Do you trust people easily? No. I take a long time to form an opinion of someone and even longer to fully trust. Lying is one of the worst things someone can do to me. Lose my trust- lose me.

19. What are your phobias? I don’t really care for heights, but if I have to climb or be somewhere high, perhaps someones balcony on the 25th floor, I can do it for a while.

20. Do you want kids? Yes, but it might not happen.

21. Do you keep a handwritten journal? No, I kept a diary when I was a teen, but no hand written accounts of day to life since then. Besides, my hand writing is atrocious!

22. Where would you rather be right now? Right here, at home.

23. What makes you feel warm and safe? Being with my husband, perhaps being cuddled by him at home, but just being with him makes me feel secure.

24. Heavy or light sleep? Sleep? What is that anyway? Usually light.

25. Are you paranoid? No, not really.

26. Are you impatient? To some degree. I’d rather do things for myself than wait for someone else to do it.

27. Who can you relate to? I really don’t know. No one stands out in particular. Honest, confident people are ones that I’m usually drawn to.

28. How do you feel about interracial couples? I don’t have any problem with interracial couples. I would hope that we are beyond that by now.

29. Have you been burned by love? Yes my hearts been broken in the past but I survived.

30. What’s your life motto? Live life to the fullest and don’t have any regrets. Also work to live, don’t live to work.

31. What’s your main ringtone on your mobile? Play that funky music by Wild Cherry.

32. What were you doing at midnight last night? Very unusually for me but I was actually asleep – on the couch, I fell asleep watching TV.

33. Who was your last text message from? My mobile provider.

34. Whose bed did you sleep in last night? Uh the couch at first, then my own bed. Why, do you think I sleep around?

35. What color shirt are you wearing? White T-shirt.

36. Most recent movie you watched? Watched the first Pirates of the Caribbean on DVD last week.

37. Name five things you have on you at all times? My purse, cell phone, keys … oh you said on? What do you think I have on?

38. What color are your bed sheets? Light blue.

39. How much cash do you have on you right now? Why, is this a stick up?

40. What is your favorite part of chicken? The part with the best meat, the breast.

41. What’s your favorite town/city? I’ve got to say the town that I’m in right now – Toronto. It’s a great city.

42. I can’t wait till… I finally get over this crohns flare and get my life back.

43. Who got you to join MySpace? No one … I checked it out on my own.

44. What did you have for dinner last night? Left over Japanese noodles and terriyaki veggies.

45. How tall are you barefoot? 5′ 10 1/2″ and I’ve been almost that tall since I was 12!

46. Have you ever smoked crack? Are you implying that I sound like I’m on crack or something? Nah, I’ve never smoked crack so that doesn’t explain my weird behaviour.

47. Do you own a gun? Nope. It’s not common for Canadians to own guns unless they use them for hunting.

48. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? I like to have a coffee but I usually have some water first.

49. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex? A lure? I don’t need a lure! LOL hmmm I get lots of compliments on my eyes and my smile so I guess either one of those works just fine.

50. Do you have A.D.D.? I don’t think so but I have trouble paying attention long enough to figure it out.

51. What time did you wake up today? Uh, the first or the second time? I awoke from my nap on the couch at almost 3 a.m. then I stayed up until 8 a.m. then I went to my bed and slept for another two hours.

52. Current worry? I guess I worry most often about my health, but I try not to worry about things too often. I’d rather work at solving problems than worrying about them.

53. Current hate? There’s not much that I actually hate. Hate is such a strong word. But we’ve had a lot of gun violence and senseless murders happening in Toronto and I’d have to say that I hate that.

54. Favorite place to be? In my garden with my husband.

55. Where would you like to travel? Lots of places! Australia, Costa Rica, Russia, Ireland, most any Caribbean island, Greece …

56. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 yrs? I’d like to be happy and healthy. If we happen to have a bit more money that would be nice too.

57. Last thing you ate? A bowel of Cheerios with some wild blueberries in it for breakfast.

58. What songs do you sing in the shower? I don’t usually sing in the shower, but I sing in the living room. I often sing along with whatever I’m listening to as long as I actually like the tune.

59. Last person that made you laugh? My husband.

60. Worst injury you’ve ever had? LOL well I’ve had two good ones this year alone! I fell on my chin in March and split the tissues to the bone and could barely chew for a month, then in July I fell on my right knee and my whole leg was bruised and swollen with what appeared to be a second knee cap on my right knee … so take your pick, their up their with the best of them.

61. Does someone have a crush on you? I don’t know. I think my neighbor Sofies 20 something year old grandson might have a bit of crush … he always knocks on our door when he’s visiting and seems especially happy to see me when he’s around, but he might just be a nice guy.

62. What is your favorite candy? Easy one. Chocolate, always chocolate. I don’t eat it very often but when I do I savor it. mmmmm chocolate.

Quick Change Artist

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Do you have any special skills?

A unique, yet possibly quirky talent?

I do! I’m a quick change artist.

I don’t remember exactly when I realized that I had this super power. I think that acquiring super powers is something like getting a headache. It’s not there, it’s not there, BOOM, Oh my gosh do I ever have a headache. Curiously headaches seem to leave the same way too don’t they?

But I digress, back to my talent.

I can completely change my top in public without anyone being able to see any parts that I don’t want seen. Ah, I know, not much fun for those watching ’cause they probably want to see what I’m trying to hide. Tough.

How did I acquire this hidden talent? And why? Well, I think it had something to do with having a cottage as a child. Huh?

Well, we used to go up to our cottage in the late fall, and early spring, sometimes we even went in the winter. Do you know how cool cottage bedrooms that are far from the Oil heater or fireplace get in the cool months? They’re freezing!

As a child I was forced to master changing from whatever I was wearing- usually pants and a top and perhaps a sweater, into my little nightie or flannel pj’s (depending on the time of year) without actually baring any flesh to the frigid air. This was the only way to avoid massive goosebumps, and a case of the shivers that often lasted 2 hours or so.

So it makes sense that I developed this talent out of necessity as a child, right? But I still use my hidden talent on occasion. Sometimes it’s necessary.

Take for example my most recent quick change scenario:

Last Saturday, while we were in Chicago, we were rushing to find the concert hall that we had to be at before 8 p.m. after leaving the downtown area. We were lost. We’d left the downtown area at about 7:15 p.m. after our afternoon of sightseeing and picture taking, knowing that we were cutting it close. By 7:45 p.m. my husbands brother realized we were lost and finally stopped for directions.

I had a feeling this might happen. I had wanted to change from the t-shirt and shorts that I was wearing while touring downtown Chicago into a nice top and some jeans prior to the concert. Just before we left our parking space I’d grabbed my top out of the the trunk and brought it into the front passenger seat with me. I had a feeling that I would need to do a quick change scene.

Knowing we’d only just get there in time to get in and find our seats before the concert started I decided to change my top. I don’t think I’ve ever done this before while moving slowly through crowded city streets, in the front of a car with the window down and the sunroof open. If I made a mistake, not only would my friends and family get an unexpected exposure, but so would complete strangers who were passing by our car as we drove the crowded streets, or when we were stopped at a set of lights.

I was also trying to be a good law abiding citizen and keep my seat belt (lap and shoulder strap) on while completing this quick change. This complicated matters, as did the fact that I was trying to change into a tiny little tank top with multiple holes for my arms or neck to make a mistake poking through.

It was a struggle! It was probably like watching someone struggle out of a straight jacket. At one point my arm was stuck in an awkward position behind my back, in the tank top that was under my t-shirt. I thought I might have to dislocate my shoulder to complete the act, or be forced to bare it all. Finally, my arm slipped into the right place and the tank top was in place. Off came my t-shirt to reveal the cute tank underneath.

I didn’t know what the concert would be like, dressy, casual or what. So I decided to put a nice open shirt over the tank top. Unfortunately I was still wearing the shorts. What I was wearing on top didn’t quite go with the shorts I was wearing, but I’ve yet to master changing into tight jeans while in a car. If they’d been baggy or looser jeans yeah, I probably would have tried. Oh well.

Since I have these unique super powers I decided to take a test to find out which Super Hero I’m most like:

Your results:

You are Spider-Man

Spider-Man
85%
Superman
80%
The Flash
65%
Green Lantern
65%
Wonder Woman
60%
Supergirl
60%
Iron Man
60%
Robin
57%
Catwoman
50%
Hulk
45%
Batman
45%
You are intelligent, witty,
a bit geeky and have great
power and responsibility.

Click here to take the “Which Superhero am I?” quiz…
Where does Spiderman change anyway? Doesn’t he always just appear in costume whenever he’s needed? Yeah, he must be a quick change artist too. As you can see I’m also 80% like Superman and we all know he changes in telephone booths, right? Kinda like me changing in a car.

So which Super Hero are you, and do you have any hidden talents or skills that match your Super Hero persona?

Come on, talk to me.

Hey! I’m still waiting

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Hmrmmph. Well, that’s the last time I ask anyone for a donation. Not one of you responded to my donation request. Actually that’s not true, there was some laughter, but no offers of donations.

Really people. You know I’m a major klutz if you’ve read any of my posts. Doesn’t anyone want to prevent my next big accident?

You didn’t send it before my Chicago trip and for all you know I did it again. Let’s hope not!

I need bubble wrap. Yes indeedy I do.

I’ve already had two bad falls this year and there’s still 4 and a bit months to go. I’m certain that there’s yet another great fall coming my way. I want to be pro-active and protect myself so that when it happens, and I’m pretty sure it will, I won’t hurt myself.

I can’t live in a bubble, but I can wrap myself in bubbles. Yes, that’s just what I hope to do if only some kind folk would donate some bubble wrap. Hey, I might even create some new fashion trend – bubble pants, bubble shirt or jacket, and of course I need a bubble helmet because one of my falls got my chin.

Darn, I missed the boat on that invention. I just found out that my idea is not original, someone already invented bubblewrap suits. Never the less- I still need one.

I wonder how creative I could get? The clear bubble wrap could be used as a sexy suit a la saran wrap; and the pink bubble wrap could be made into bubble wrap dresses, skirts, and blouses. If I wore a bubble wrap suit while boating I wouldn’t have to wear a life jacket because I’m pretty sure I’d float. I’d just have to watch out for rocks, sharks and piranha. The bubble wrap suits might be a little warm in the summer but I suppose I could always put some ice on the inside. They’d be warm in the winter with all that air for insulation and I could probably just slide where ever I wanted to go.

If you don’t want to read about any more injuries or falls please send some bubble wrap. Yes you, stop popping the bubbles and send me the wrap whenever you get a package that has some in it.

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