Scheme

We have some very high priced equipment in our office. On an average day, two enormous photocopiers continually spew various and sundry reports. People anxiously hover around these machines waiting for their regurgitations, like anxious parents waiting for their constipated baby to make a poo.

What kills me is that the cost of these machines does not equate with their ability to perform the operations we ask of them. That is, we paid XXXX dollars for you, you GD machine, why can't you work for more than one week at a time without breaking down??!!

Reoccurring theme

Seriously, what is it about people not staying on their side of the sidewalk? To my mind it is just like the road, stay to the right!

Don't come barrelling at me as though you are driving on the wrong side of the street and then give me THE LOOK when you nearly hit me or when you do hit me. WTF?

FYI, I do have sharp elbows and a heavy bag and I do know how to use them. Think Roller Derby.

4 shelves

We ordered four shelves with glass doors on them to act as display cases in the main foyer of our office. They came in pieces, not unlike IKEA shelves, only made of nicer and sturdier materials.

It has taken two dudes THE ENTIRE DAY to assemble them. They started at 9 a.m. and it is 3:30 p.m. and they are still not done. Apparently we are paying them by the hour.

Even I can assemble four shelves more quickly and have done so, with instructions entirely written in Swedish.

Dangerous Days

It's that flirtatious time of year here in northern Alberta. We get super warm days (to us +4 C is warm!) where the copious amounts of snow slowly start to melt and the ground! shows through the slush and mush.

Like a new lover the warmth encourages us to shed our clothes - off go the gloves and hats and coats and we start to think that our true love spring is finally here! But then the cold reality of the relationship hits. Just as suddenly as we became love struck we go back to the misery of cold days and huge dumps of snow that dampen our feelings and make us question our lover's affections.

Head out on to the streets of Edmonton in spring and you'll either see people swept up in sweet, delusional amour wearing too little on freezing cold days, or others padding themselves from love's potential hurt by wearing big puffy jackets on the warmest days of spring.

Touched by a...

Flash back to a month ago. Piles of snow everywhere. Our car stuffed full of us is pulling into the dog park parking lot. L and I spy a dude in a big ass 4x4 truck stuck up on a snow bank.

Without a thought, us little 5-foot nuthins hop out of our car and quite easily push him out. Rather chagrined that women folk have assisted him, he thanks us profusely.

Not sure that was the long dreamed of lesbian fantasy he had been hoping for.

Simplicity

Riding on the bus this morning, sitting behind a mom and her three year old. I forgot how much fun something as seemingly inane as pulling the cord for the next stop can be for a little kid.

Next time, when it's my turn to pull the cord, I am going to appreciate that every day moment.

Focusing on the positive

Girl child upon exiting the pool after her first swimming lesson:

"I didn't drown!!" (said with much enthusiasm).