Wouldn’t you know it today I’m all hyper. I LOVE YOU HORMONES! I am so just going with it…..

For a second round match I just watched a crazy awesome one between Alicia Molik and Serena Williams at Wimbledon. Serena is so dramatic I can’t stand her, but she won and is good to watch, it isn’t like she can’t play. Adam and I noticed during the French Open that the men were grunting like the women now and I think we were golfing at the time and had a whole in-depth discussion about how the men are doing it just to support the women and it wasn’t a funny conversation at all it was just a conversation about WHY the men might suddenly be grunting when they were trying to basically ban the women from grunting because Sharapova can break ear drums. And I remember it came up because when I hit the ball really hard I let out a little grunt and it is totally involuntary and generally results in a really far golf shot. At present Sharapova is killing some girl I don’t remember seeing before and there is actual sun in the sky.

Today I got my CT scan appointment and it is on July 10. It has to be at the far away hospital because I can get in there sooner. Now I assumed this yesterday but was still pissed about it so I feel bad calling my Dr. a retard. I didn’t mean it. But I don’t like the receptionist for serious. I was a receptionist for years I feel I know everything in the WORLD about being a good receptionist and she could use some work. I’d be happy to show her a thing or two and I don’t even like strangers or talking on the phone and I was still very good if I do say so myself.

I have to have the injection type CT scan which I was dreading as I had one in 1994 because of my headaches and I had a reaction to the contrast material containing iodine that they inject you with. OF COURSE only some small number of people have a reaction to it my Dad didn’t but that is just sensitive old me nothing I can do about it.

I had a another CT scan in 1998 when I came down with an extreme case of Labyrinthitis but I was so messed up I have no idea what, if and when they may have injected me with it, could have been aliens taking care of me for all I knew that is still the sickest I have ever been in my life. I remember all of it except the parts where I was passed out drooling down my face in the hallway of the hospital because they didn’t have enough beds. Oh Spockette thank you AGAIN for saving me that day.

Sweet, I thought I was going to have to go alone or Adam was going to have to miss some work to get me home but I have a girlfriend who is taking me to the hospital there and back, one less thing to worry about. I know I am 30 now and CAN go alone but I really didn’t want to.

I have no idea how to start this post I have written about ten sentences already and deleted them. I have things to say but they are stuck or something. I could start with the weekend. The couch got another hole in it and now we have a sheet on it. Classy. We really can’t afford a new couch and chair but are going to have to figure something out. All I know is covering the couch and matching chair is expensive and that the set is comfy so it will be sort of hard to say goodbye to when we figure out how to afford a new set. We also need a new down quilt. It has little holes all over it so when I take the cover off to wash it feathers go flying everywhere and then we are cold at night. I love it when everything expensive breaks and falls apart at the same time. THAT IS WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT!

Friends, David and Steph came over on Friday night and we showed Steph how to play Guitar Hero and she wanted to walk out the door and buy it. Can’t say I’m surprised. It only rules 45.7889546789978% of my life. We can not wait until next month when the new 80’s edition comes out then we will have three games equaling some crazy number of songs. AWESOME. I have finished hard level on both GH 1 and 2 now so I am officially playing on expert, which means I officially suck again. GH 1 has no practice mode so you really and I mean really gotta giver, I kept getting only 9 or 10% into BARK AT THE MOON and failing it over and over and over and over and over again and then all of a sudden it was like I was taken over by Robbie Robertson or someone of that caliber and I played like a true rock star and blew that song right off the map. I probably could not finish it again.

We played a round of golf on Saturday morning, also with David, and then it basically rained the rest of the weekend. We even had five minutes of thunder and lightening. Bloody rip off.

I wanted to go for a Brazilian wax this Tuesday but just so you know I FINALLY got my period on Saturday. I say FINALLY because of this prolactin rubbish I have going on with my boobs it has been causing my cycle to fuck me around big time with 35 to 38 days in-between. Little did I know that was what has been causing my screwed up cycle and I even mentioned to my Dr. I was having problems with my cycle length when I went in for my physical a few months ago. Seriously, if it wasn’t for my therapist I’d be fucked he is the only one that has a clue what is going on. I always try and NOT take it for granted that I know he used to have a general practice before he became a psychiatrist but fuck that I’m telling him EVERYTHING now. I could still feed a baby with my right breast but the left one, not so much.

Speaking of feeding babies, we watched Knocked Up. That be some funny shit.

Wimbledon 2007 has started and they have already had a rain delay awesome I love Wimbledon.

I take a lot of heat for being a Toronto Maple Leafs fan living in Vancouver when I’m also a Canucks fan. I’ll admit I’ve had a waning interest in the NHL [not HOCKEY just the NHL] since the strike and since Bertuzzi left. But I love him playing for Detroit I think it is perfect for him and this means I am now a band wagon Red Wings fan and will still collect all Bertuzzi memorabilia. Aside from that I like to fuck with people so in the past I’ve done things like wear my Leafs jersey to work when the Canucks and the Leafs have still been in the playoffs so I guess I deserve some of the heat. But I just walk around, hands up, exclaiming, LOOK I AM from Ontario, I grew up watching the Leafs my cousins would disown me if I ever lost my Leafs love.

I can’t remember exactly how it came up but Rebecca and I were IMing and the Leafs not being in the playoffs and golf came up and she said I should go golfing in my Leafs jersey. Cheeky cheeky.

So I thought sure why not I’m sure the Leafs aren’t out there wearing their jerseys on the course but you can guarantee they are out there let me go show them some support and or make fun of them either/or, dishing it can be as good as taking it.

I caused quite a stir let me tell you. We went at 8:10am and people were staring at me and straining their necks back to look at me and I got over four YOU ARE WEARING THE WRONG JERSEYs and this was on the course so like DUH you are thick and totally not getting my statement. I also played like complete and utter shit and I blame the jersey. TOTALLY. It was cursed. We both played like shit. I had Vancouver Canuck socks on but they were obviously not enough. The rivalry between the teams is simply too great and Vancouver’s love for their Canucks ruined my round AND Adam’s.

And then vindication, we walked by a window and on the inside of the window they had a sign that said ‘LETS GO RAPTORS!’ and inside the living room was a group of guys, one pointed at me while the others turned to look and all gave me thumbs up and faux high fives and gang symbols and shit and we were laughing so hard we went back and I walked up to their window and had my picture taken with them.

My Converse shoes completely fell apart on both inside heels BUT I love them and they are pretty much fine everywhere else and I am NOT a fan of sneakers looking new. I am fine with fancy shoes looking new and am actually anal about keeping them that way but sneakers should look worn. I will run around in dirt to achieve a dirtier more worn in look faster if necessary. With sneakers there is ONE exception and that would be my actual RUNNING shoes those are ONLY worn for running and nothing else and if you are a ‘runner’ you know that you can have a pair of shoes that you have ran through completely that are so clean it is hard to believe you can’t run in them anymore or the complete opposite and they look like a bomb hit them when they are done. But see, running shoes to a runner are like golf clubs to a golfer so trying to keep them pristine is different. But I digress; the rubber on the backs of my Converse shoes was actually cutting into my heels and I did not want to give them up and wearing thicker socks wasn’t helping so I did what any other bred and born Canadian would do and I duct taped them. Or rather Adam duct taped them. Even though I was suspicious of the slipperiness and skeptical of my abilities to handle all the little folds and creases in the taped heel I was desperate. I have worn them twice now since the taping, once with thicker sports socks and once with thinner socks and both times NO slippage and NO heel pain. I am pretty sure that most people know how amazing of an invention duct tape is but this is really my first experience with its full awesomeness it saved a life, even if it was just the life of a pair of shoes it is still life saving shit. Long live my Cons.

And P.S. Would I be able to call myself a true Spock fan if I did not post this? I think not. Just be warned it is set to Nine Inch Nails, ‘Closer’ so don’t be silly and open it at work. It could also be considered a short documentary entitled: Spock and Shatty - An Even Closer Look at Their Love.

In finding this I discovered it isn’t just Crocodiles that Erin Magnopere and I have in common now we have Spock and boob obsession in common too and I didn’t even know it. She posted this video before I even knew it existed, what kind of Spock fan am I? You learn something new about your blogging buddies everyday! Or maybe she likes Shatty? I just assume it is Spock, I hope it’s Spock, please let it be Spock.

We had a pretty laid back long weekend; Adam had all four days off. It is a good thing it rained most of it because The Masters were on and so the Golf Channel was on our TV almost 24 hours a day although we still made it out for two rounds. Yesterday we made it out between droppings of rain. Because commentators are very repetitive, maybe that is why I have always wanted to be one, I know that Tiger has only won ONE Major when he is not leading going into the final round. He was not leading on Sunday but was still in the final pairing. It was sad he could have won it. I wish he would win one while trailing and make it two from behind just so the commentators could say something new for a change. I bet he cried on Roger Federer’s shoulders and Federer cried too having just lost the Sony Ericcson Open in Miami Florida. I am so glad they have each other.

We only watched one movie. Final Destination 3. Not as good as the first two but I still really liked it. The death scenes were all pretty generic like there wasn’t thought put into them; they weren’t EXTREME enough for a THIRD installment. I liked how the second movie connected with the first and I think it would have been cooler had they have followed a similar story line like how in the second movie all the people were somehow connected to the people in the first movie they could have done it different but along the same lines but there was no connection at all really and I thought that was lame because that means they could have left it at two movies. We TRIED to watch The Good Shepherd but we found it terrible and so I seduced Adam instead.

Not on the long weekend but recently I got a new t-shirt. Actually I got two. I also got a bloody sweet circa 1986, Vancouver Canada baby blue Expo 86 t-shirt almost too cool for words. I have yet to have my photo taken in it but I have an old school fake velour track suit that it goes smashingly with.
I love BUNNIES and I love Easter ONLY for the chocolate and I wanted a t-shirt with a bunny on it but I wanted it age appropriate being I’m 30 IN TWO MONTHS. And I did it, I found one. It was when C.J was here he must be good luck because Adam likes the shirt and because of my lacking fashion sense I don’t normally buy clothes without his approval. I personally like the Eagle and the Chainsaw addition but that the Eagle is not killing the Bunny [at least on this shirt] it reminds me of growing up in the Great White North.

On Sunday morning I got up to make coffee and discovered that the Easter Bunny had left a hunt for me that included wee caramel eggs and SO MANY chocolate bunnies and chocolate dinosaurs I had to get Adam to help me eat it all, we still haven’t finished it all, we ate so much on Sunday it made our poo brown.

I hate when I become what I make fun of and I realize I was only making fun of it because I was jealous. I know this is some what normal behavior for humans. It isn’t like I don’t know that if you feel the need to make fun of other people you are not only a jerk but likely jealous. There are of course times when I’m not jealous and I am just laughing and making fun to be a jerk.

I used to do this all the time at the Par 3 Pitch and Putt. I used to make fun of groups of guys and the use of the term ‘working on my short game’. Like really it is the Stanley Park Pitch and Putt, the longest hole is 100 yards you are LAME. OOOOOOH you are just working on your short game. Losers.

OBVIOUS JEALOUSY.

I just wanted to HAVE A SHORT GAME!

Now I do have a short game. I have played longer courses I have used all the clubs in my bag, I still do not have golf shoes, but the fact of the matter is I can play. Once I started hitting the ball straight on a regular basis I started to work on things, like say chipping. I spent a long time on it. In only two rounds on full greens this year I can already see improvement, I can see that all the work I put into it paid off and when needed I can make extremely good recovery shots. In fact, on Tuesday we were at the tenth hole, Adam was short and I had a terrible tee shot off into the trees and was looking to get on the green in FOUR. [BAD] Adam chipped his shot in for birdie and then if you can believe it I chipped mine in for bogey. We hugged; even though I was over par at least I didn’t have to go for two over par. When that happens we call it a Dead Body instead of a Double Bogey. But I digress, this season I am working on opening up my club face off the tee, which also means a slight change in my swing. This gives me more loft, more control and more distance. So when all is said and done I take my rounds at the Pitch and Putt very seriously and if you are there playing and you can see me then you can tell that I do. Even just wearing my Converse I keep it serious BUT fun because if I’m not having fun then all is lost on the learning anyway, even if people are now poking fun at me and my wide range of emotions and hand gestures displayed on the course.

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