mmmmocha....

if only starbucks delivered. :(

two five on the two five

1982

Pac-Man attracts girls as well as boys to home video games.
From Japan, a camera with electronic picture storage, no film.
Tron from Disney is both feature film and arcade video game.
Sony of Japan and Philips of the Netherlands bring out the compact disc.
Caller ID.
The one-button point-and-click mouse is born.
Also at the movies: E.T., Tootsie, The Verdict, Missing, Das Boot.
Return of the Jedi opens in theaters equipped for its THX sound system.
Commodore 64 introduced; popular with game players.
Michael Jackson's album Thriller sells 25 million copies.
Alice Walker's novel, The Color Purple.
Thomas Keneally's novel, Schindler's List starts as "Schindler's Ark."
U.S. Post Office begins installing optical scanners nationwide.

music chart toppers:
"Physical" - Olivia Newton-John best selling single of the year
"I Can't Go For That (No Can Do)" - Daryl Hall & John Oates
"Centerfold" - J. Geils Band
"I Love Rock 'N Roll" - Joan Jett & The Blackhearts
"Chariots of Fire Theme" - Vangelis
"Ebony And Ivory" - Paul McCartney & Stevie Wonder
"Don't You Want Me" - Human League
"Eye Of The Tiger" - Survivor
"Hard To Say I'm Sorry" - Chicago
"Jack And Diane" - John Cougar
"Up Where We Belong" - Joe Cocker & Jennifer Warnes
"Truly" - Lionel Richie
"Mickey" - Toni Basil
"Maneater" - Daryl Hall & John Oates

and i LOVE it!!!

the heart beats on...

yep, still here, altho apparently my friends are getting fewer and farther between due to my lack of keeping in touch (pardon me for working while i'm at work! ahem, melissa!) but i'm not naming names.

mom came up for the weekend and re-claimed the guest room from "melissa's room" to "mom's room." we went shopping on saturday at the outlet mall in the falls (ny) and target. woot. yay for shopping for my own birthday presents.

just before my mom came on friday night, norm graciously offered to clean the bathroom. well, he scrubbed so hard the tiles came off! well, that's not totally true. the tiles on our bathroom wall were already a bit squishy seeming and we knew it was only a matter of time before they fell off. two of them have now sorta caved in so a lovely black garbage bag has been taped up to cover the hole. super... why did we want to own a house again?

sunday night was the "hopefest" for sierra leone which i sucessfully convinced my mom to stay for. last week work was crazy busy in preparation for the fundraiser/information night. i was up to my eyebrows in pictures, chickens, and packing tape re-vamping our displays. my fingers have permanent stickum on them from all the tape and glue sticks. (and they still look like bad grade school projects but meh, i'm not a miracle worker.) it went well. there was a sierra leonean praise and worship team from toronto, my boss spoke, as well as some others. there were even a lot of sierra leonean people there and lots of sl food for everyone to "try." not really my thing. let's just say, it'd be a wise dieting move for me to go to sl for a few weeks.

now this week is the ovma convention in toronto (ontario veterinary medical association- who knew?) so i'm busy prepping for that. and still trying to catch up on bookkeeping. ergh.

why am i talking about work so much? ick.

tomorrow night is the 3rd (of 4) spiritual healing workshops at my church given by alf davis of agape healing minsitries. it's amazing to say the least. i'm kinda nervous tho because at some point we'll be "practicing" on each other... :S

k, well, my pillow is calling.... buenos noches.

maybe we are in ontario after all...

today is an ice day! so while i was waiting for my car to warm up so i could release it from its icy prison, i walked around my beautiful, bejeweled, ice-palace-like backyard.

january 13

i woke up this morning to the most snow we've had yet this year.

i can still see the grass.

you know you're sick when...

1. you skip the cheap-o tissues and go for the uber expensive puffs plus (with lotion!)
2. you spend most of new year's eve at your own party waiting for the stinkin ball to drop so you can go to bed. (i really did have fun tho, sorry for being a such party pooper guys!)
3. your best bud comes (all the way from vancouver!) to spend FOUR days with you and you spend two of those days in bed, make her clean your house and walk your dog, and miss part of the long-awaited p&p marathon.
4. your eyes are watering so profusely that when you blink, you spray your glasses. (true story people)
5. your saliva is tainted pink from all the halls you've been sucking down like air.
6. your breath has the enticing aroma of menthol. (see #5)
7. your dog thinks he's in heaven because you leave a trail of tissues and halls wrappers wherever you go (they're his favorite snack- i swear, halls are like puppy crack!)
8. left over party foods (read: a gazillion cheeseballs, 5 gallons of spinach dip, and pina colada-drop-you-on-the-floor-with-one-sip buckets) don't pique your appetite.
9. your hubby comes home at 10 o'clock at night with broccoli cheese soup because that's the only thing that appeals to you.
10. you go to bed with penaten diaper rash cream on your nose.

and on that note, i'm off to get the penaten and drag myself into bed. oh yeah, happy new year to one and all!

wishes of peace (or pieces?)

so i decided to forgo mr. darcy's lil' santa outfit this year (i'd been accused of animal cruelty), but wanted to make sure he was in the "christmas spirit." so i decided to take a picture of him next to our tree.

he sat nicely, patiently, and obediently until...

the sitting and staying became too unbearable for an energetic doggie and he yielded to the temptation of the snowflake "bait" i'd been dangling over his head.

pikipimp.com, that's all i have to say.

lame

is when you only have face to face human interaction with only one person over the course of a day. and it's superficial type of interaction at that. and that person is extremely irritating most of the time. and you just want them to leave.

is when you talk to your dog more than is socially acceptable.

is when you eat crackers and spoonfuls of chocolate goo (fudge that didn't set properly) for supper because it's just too much work to make something decent for just yourself.

our house, with lights