I hurt my back again and had to come home from work again like a pussy last weekend and have been off all week. I go back this weekend. Work are being so good to me it is awesome. I haven’t put my back out like this in YEARS as noted by my chiropractor who always has to flip back through his notes and ALWAYS asks have you seen anyone else since you were last here and I always answer with, this is the only place I go, every few years when I need it. I do not know exactly what I did to it. I obviously didn’t let it heal right when it first started to bother me because this time was just like last time which was I guess two and a half weeks ago now. I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary I was sitting with Adam drinking coffee and BAM all of sudden searing back pain. I even said to my boss I had been out the night before but again I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary as I was playing Guitar Hero III at Tanya’s, I was not rocking out any harder than normal in fact I’d say less hard considering how much I suck playing in front of ANYONE, even Adam. If I was ever a real rock star I could never play live. UNLESS it was Air Guitar because that is hard to screw up so I think I would keep public appearances to Air Guitar.

Check out this seriously awesome photo that Reilly took of me, click on it, seriously, there are more awesome shots by him and some taken with our lacking camera (DON’T GET MAD MOM AND DAD YOU DIDN’T MAKE IT (NOT YELLING)) on my flickr. We met some more rad people [as if we hadn’t met enough this year already] at Tanya’s place, some bloggers, some not, it was great fun. I’d have to say I think I am getting over my social anxiety issues with a vengeance.

While I am on the subject of Guitar Hero [and don’t you dare say when are you not!] I’ll need to mention that the Kramer is a piece of crap. The green button is sticking and making it *almost* unplayable so I went back to the SG with the cord and although I can play better, what would you know the fret board on the Kramer does allow for better finger sliding. SO I feel like I am stuck between a rock and a hard place and don’t know which guitar to play with. I know I know cry me a river on that one. BUT secondly, Jennie Roth is coming BACK for another visit as some of you already know. NOW at first it was just going to be Jennie and I somewhere I am sure with other blogging nerds, but also nerding out together in our matching ‘Sneaky Brim Toques’ mine in brown hers in green taking a million photos for shits and giggles, trading toques me giving her my Canadian germs her passing over some American ones but NOW a gauntlet of sorts has been thrown down by a guest poster named ‘Charlie’ he writes and I quote:

I’m going to start Jennie on a rigorous guitar hero training program, so anyone that has any thoughts of taking her down had better think again. When I’m done with her, she’ll be rocking so hard she could make unicorns cry blood. That’s right….I said it.

Jennie and I have already been involved in friendly blatant trash talk, I think this is going to be worth waiting for.

Ok well screw me I was going to write about Christmas and other things keeping me busy at present but this is long enough already. I’ll be back!

HOLY I can’t believe it is Tuesday already, where does the time go? I have been pretty giddy since last Friday somehow I got the one line from Barry Manilow’s song Looks Like We Made It stuck in my head and that line would be the ”looks like we made it” part, the rest of the song doesn’t really work lyric wise, but that line mixed in with some humming and stabs at other lines without looking up the lyrics have been ever present to the point I dedicated that song to Adam on Sunday on Facebook for everyone to see because I know Adam hates Manilow and is probably about ready to duct tape my vocal chords. I found a video for the song on YouTube and it had all the karaoke lyrics running across it as well so I serenaded him whilst playing the air guitar. You want romance? I think that about covers it.

The only shitty thing about the whole weekend was that on Friday at around 3pm-ish I started to feel really nauseous and had to go lay down and I only had two hours until my shrink session and just felt ILL so I canceled, I will likely have to pay a cool $170.00 for that but I had no idea what was happening, and then I started to get the stabbing pains in behind my eyes and my head started to pound and I really couldn’t move and I was like DUH how could you NOT have realized that was a migraine coming on, I waited until it had subsided enough that I could maneuver myself off of the couch and into the kitchen to get something for it. Much to my relief it was under control pretty quickly but it was too late for my session. I called Dr. B back and explained what happened he knows about my headaches but still canceling two hours before? I think he will charge me for the missed session, granted he never said anything about it and normally he does so I guess I will find out if and when he hands me an invoice this Friday.

So basically we hung out with David and Iris Eggwhites and we had some Guitar Hero battles and we went bowling on Saturday night and spent Sunday how we spend most days, laughing and enjoying each others company. Just now we are in year two of marriage and almost heading into year five together. It sure does not feel like we’ve been together that long but we have. And I didn’t bust out any wedding photos because they are all on flickr and our favourite one is on Facebook we see them all the time if you want to see them you know where they are I’m just bored with them right now.

ps. This is my most favourite Guitar Hero shot ever. And it is only fitting that I was playing the 80s Encore edition when this was taken. What am I doing wearing that headband for real? Well, I’m retraining my hair growth pattern of course. It is sweet I don’t leave the house in it but I do wear it into bed because I am sexy to the max.

So basically last week ruled. RULED. Adam and I both had wicked fun, and good times were had by ALL.
C.J arrived with gifts and even Gus got one. I got a ‘Led Zeppelin’ t-shirt and slept in it every night until I did the wash. Adam got ‘The Who’ and was wearing it last night. These shirts are very special. Gus did not get a t-shirt. He was instantly easy to get along with and so bloody funny, a great story teller and a gentleman. And yes ladies he is single.

Here Gus demonstrates love for her new toy/gift.

I was a little nervous. But we’d been excited for weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeks. C.J had mentioned he was actually coming over to visit last year shortly after our wedding and he didn’t make it. Even we thought we might be going to England once or California and I had let the blogger clans in those areas know we were coming and that we wanted to meet them and then we never showed. We went to Mexico. Finally at New Years I met some local bloggers, Miss604 and John her wickedly nice husband. Rebecca and I had been talking for months on instant messenger, in fact I don’t even remember exactly how we ended up exchanging instant messenger addresses but we talked so frequently and discovered we lived so close I think it was inevitable we’d meet. But other than that in almost two years it has all been instant messaging, text messaging, snail mail and email, connecting with people and wanting to meet them but settling on electronic devices for contact.

Of course C.J, Adam and I had connected rather well over electronic devices but my nerves were driven by my ‘boring’ side, my issues [that are obviously getting better] with spending long periods of time with people and our lack of a car to take him EVERY WHERE. I warned him we�d be on foot for pretty much all of our missions. In therapy last Friday I mentioned to Dr. B that I had kept repeating to myself over and over: he has read your blog for almost two years he has a basic idea of what you are like it is not YOUR personal responsibility for him to have a good holiday. It must have worked because I didn’t spend time worrying about such things and we just went with the flow. Brilliant.

Going with the flow did include A LOT of walking. At the end of the first day my hips were killing me and my right ankle felt like I had twisted it. C.J was ribbing me because he wasn’t sore at all until he showed up the following morning apologizing because he’d woken up and been unable to move his legs at first. Adam and C.J went out to see some bands and do the male bonding thing where I think a lot of beer is involved. C.J rocked out Guitar Hero pretty hard, finishing the first level in only three goes at it. He also gave me a real guitar lesson so I know a power chord now. My specialty is still The Air Guitar and those skills are so tight right now, what with playing so much GH I am almost ready to compete nationally maybe even internationally, maybe I’ll even get a sponsor and go global. I don’t think they have air guitar sponsors so it would have to be you guys.

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We also had two visits with fellow blogger and one of my best friends Rilah. He met the wee Zorro and fell under her charms. It is NOT HARD let me tell you. We also had a game night which was grand fun but I kept looking at C.J and thinking poor guy so young yet stuck with a married couple playing games in an apartment where we all have to keep it down as to not wake the other couple’s baby. Probably a wee bit different from hanging with pals over the pond but there were still drinks and it is mostly my voice that is the concern anyway, it is naturally a little on the loud side.

I do not consider myself a good hostess, but I didn’t do too bad I made a lot of tea and caught on pretty quickly to when during the day to be sure and offer tea and sometimes just had the kettle on before I even asked. Our grocery store tea is pretty much crap but C.J found a specialty store and was able to find himself some ‘English Breakfast Tea’. [Product of Austria, Imported from Ontario]

I’d like to thank the weather for being great all week. We were also FINALLY able to golf the first round of the season on full greens. It was AWESOME. C.J got to see a Raccoon which he seemed to like more than our massive black killer squirrels.

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It was without doubt a week to remember. By the end of it I was speaking in this horrible faux English accent, that and many other experiences over the week made me fantasize and dream of future kick ass blogger meet ups to come, how insane and awesome it was to have ‘met’ someone online from so far away and then to actually meet them ‘in real life’, it went well beyond any ideas I had of what it might be like. And while showing it off I was also reminded on many an occasion of just how beautiful of a city Adam and I live in.

Too see more photos from the ‘Blogger Meet Up’ you can view my Flickr Photos.

* Photos courtesy of C.J Hixon

Last Friday I was supposed to go to my doctor for my regular physical - AKA: vag exposed, feet in stirrups, cold metal speculum inserted, enter swab. But I got my period the day before so I had to reschedule it and was only able to fill my prescriptions and ask about the slit in my nose from the dry air in the apartment that was making pain. My doctor is not close to where I live, I hate my period for not being ‘regular’ and making me have to rebook the vag exposed part, but obtained:

Flonase for my allergies they will start kicking in as soon as the weather clears up and we can actually get out and golf. Stupid torrential down pouring of rain is on repeat.

Mefenamic Acid for my cramps, it decreases uterine contractions and;

Naproxen for my headaches that aren’t bad enough to need Excedrin Migraine, but also for headaches that are really bad, so they need both at the same time. Those are fun.

She suggested an over the counter Lubricating Nasal Gel called Secaris for the slit in my nasal tissue that has been bugging me for MONTHS. It cost $5.99 for a 30g tube which is totally reasonable but the tube is HUGE and works so well I only needed to use it once and it sealed the problem area and it hasn’t reopened. Until August 2009 I can have as many dry nose issues as I want. I hope for lots because this shit works great.

My Psychiatrist prescribes the rest of my medications for my depression.

When I was at the drug store I bought some black nail polish. It was the last one and I have always wanted to buy black nail polish, it felt meant to be. So now I wear black nail polish. I think maybe all the Guitar Hero went to my head and I think I’m all rock and roll for serious or something. What it has done for my air guitar skill alone is simply priceless. I could likely teach an air guitar class. PLUS now my nails match my glasses. Awesome.

Today my ‘Rock Star Wanna Be’ photo is on 25peeps.com. It isn�t �sexy� there are no boobs in it if you take the black and white away it is actually a horrid photo. BUT I still need you to click this link I still need you to please show me some love. All of you, everyone that comes here every time! Ok I can only ask so much and I will need some more and serious love shown in November more details to follow but for now lets please keep me on 25peeps.com for a bit seeing as I HAVE always wanted to BE a rock star it is not my fault bands are no longer in need of kick ass air gui-tar players.
ME on 25peeps.com

a while ago i met another blogger, C.J. Hixon who also encompasses what it means to be a true lover of the air gi-tar. unless you read my comments you may not have picked up on it. and if you didn�t know till right now that i LOVE air gi-tar � you suck (unless you are new here then you are forgiven)

that aside, up until yesterday i honestly thought C.J. was joking when we�d banter about winning the WORLD AIR GI-TAR CHAMPIONSHIPS. i do consider myself an expert on the air gi-tar and am utterly disgusted with myself for not knowing i could compete.

could i have been any more ignorant to the WORLD of air gi-tar? i think NOT. i was so LOST in my own skillz. BUT thankfully and just in time if you ask me, i saw a documentary on the Independent Film Channel on this Canadian dude who was TRYING everything he could to get to Finland for the WORLD AIR GI-TAR CHAMPIONSHIPS.

if i were in my 90�s or had a weak heart this discovery would have likely killed me via shock or heart attack - possibly both combined.

this documentary did help ease the pain and guilt i felt over not knowing such a thing existed. Canada does not seem to have a nation wide competition, provincial competitions or anything. i MAY have to do something about that. granted the dude in the documentary looked like he was trying really fucking hard and people just thought he was NUTTERS. it was simply called �Air Guitar in Oulu, Finland�.

for me a new quest begins.

i always thought that i totally could not stand Neil Diamond, in fact i insisted such.
turns out i totally dig his tunes, the good ones anyway.

even caught myself doing some pretty intense lucky i didn’t hurt myself air gi-tar moves.

Last night we watched The Lost Boys. I had been bugging Adam to watch it for a while. I love The Lost Boys, I love Keifer Sutherland. I have seen that moo-vie so many times yet I have not watched it in years and years and years; but have been talking about watching it since 24 started four seasons ago. It was awesome! I still knew the words to all the songs, I busted out the air guitar and went to town singing loudly and sometimes incorrectly (with the excuse of: man they really cut these songs up when they put them in moo-vies) making Adam laugh uncontrollably whilst pumping his fists and shouting Yes, Yes.

A limited edition of The Lost Boys is available on DVD. I want it bad. I really did not remember it being that cheesy and I thought my back was going to be sore from all the bad dancing I had to do just to keep up with Jamie Gertz. Holy Crap, watching Jason Patrick sift through his very limited array of facial expressions reminded me of times when I have concentrated specifically on Elizabeth Hurley’s performance in Austin Powers. I laughed hard. Today I am still singing lyrics from The Lost Boys sound track that I lent to Natalie Zavaglia in the 12th grade and never got back and have not heard since. I totally got my Keifer fix; I was impressed that I was able to separate his roll in The Lost Boys from that of his Jack Bauer character. You have come a long way baby!

I guess I can’t write anything about The Lost Boys without mentioning Corey Haim and Corey Feldman. So there I mentioned them. When I was younger that moo-vie was a babe fest I remember drooling incessantly with girlfriends over all of the undead and the Corey’s. I almost bought Goonies the other day. Adam said Stand By Me is better than Goonies, I said whatever lets buy them both. Stand By Me is another moo-vie with a kick ass soundtrack. Oh my gawd I can’t believe I forgot until this very moment that Keifer is in that moo-vie too! It is going on my ‘DVD’s to buy’ list NOW!!