tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204094322024-03-07T19:57:58.754-05:00FortuosityKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.comBlogger428125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-39261424800185967832010-08-06T21:30:00.006-04:002010-08-29T11:46:54.669-04:00Landmarks<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Scence: RJ and I are on the phone. RJ in Vancouver me at home.</span></em><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: Have you decided on your route to The Lake? </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: I've Googled it and it says to go through Montreal.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: There could be traffic or construction. Why don't you go the other way through Hawksbury.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: I don't know that way very well and I've never driven it by myself.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: You'll be fine. You'll know it when you see it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: I don't know. I don't think we've ever taken the same way twice.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: You'll be fine. At that one point there is a McDonalds and a golf course on the one side.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: What?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: You know were we turn.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: You're giving me 'RJ' type landmarks and not 'Karen' type.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ. Oh come on. There is that intersection that we get to and you always say "Turn left here, I know where I am now."</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: You're kidding me?? I can't use those directions, I'll get lost for sure.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ sighs : Go through Montreal then.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: We are so different.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-14595523723627482282010-08-04T14:21:00.001-04:002010-08-12T14:29:33.984-04:00Can't be bought in a store<span style="font-family:arial;">My best friend Jenn's tumour has shrunk from 5x4cm to 3x3cm with only 3 chemo treatments.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">She's kickin' cancer's butt!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I couldn't have asked for a better birthday gift.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-28578387365423433642010-07-31T19:57:00.001-04:002010-08-03T20:11:09.629-04:00Wanted: DJ that likes music<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Scene: Wedding in Chicago, I have been selected to give the DJ our table's song request</span></em><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: Hi! are you taking requests?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">DJ: Yup</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: We'd like to hear B52's Love Shack</span><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;">The DJ grimaces as thought I've just pulled out 3 nose hairs</span></em><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: What? Did someone already request it? Do you not have the song?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">DJ: I'd rather shoot myself than play that song.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>Isn't Love Shack on the wedding reception top 25 list? It's not like I asked for the Chicken Dance! It's him not me right?</em></span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-40723687228641052842010-07-26T19:29:00.001-04:002010-07-27T19:30:18.853-04:00Wedding 2 Photos - Chicago, IL<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498726233860088162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqv7HVwkwTbssSLsh55XTOmaPEq_RCqDytu3XRWZ2ddfi4oc2khsxPYSJrGSJdNKgwPL18HF7ceUEUSU5gY-ibMF2h_99gvk2yhnMXE2r1dtA-rrFCR0ni7iHNN9I4b3S7NYxzMA/s400/IMG_1990.JPG" /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">We drove to Chicago. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498726015399900770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfLHsoCnSQBnbSeaVxvKSpU7cxxMxZogTSrQwZL8LtDjl3QPN5lbqTJ5ECIAWO8GpGMSlOIAaP3jt6_WQJWJS7i6wEPCEU8qPnxrHV2e7mXtVry3DzLil-J6MRVUPcHJcKuCm4wQ/s400/IMG_1929.JPG" />In holy matrimony, Joanna and Todd.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498726749459279250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0WK-YoFF0M0-YqC3QEv8UNA1oSXvQR8yB-Pbionx3nVBOY8DxlR43ca2xVHp-3zf3G02GzTD1kPYYsJ0Tu_WCbD5TcPVE4mw8W6ssGbgHLITviUxjw9qASrHlLbQQlEFmO0YOig/s400/IMG_1944.JPG" />Bob, father of the bride, and his little girl.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498727182098803010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP2T4ub9a1HWlAuyBKRiEzLX48Usb9YCpFydqJAeujI7D_LBFUU2F-de2xKbouv5Gk6qxEspyWzTroJ4pdWqE5RrxqUO_QmD7KQodWX6xgyaWmZ0hNzeRnQnZ5CR3NbOMYPcKFNg/s400/IMG_1960.JPG" />My entourage of glasses.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498728358265836946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga8N462aXfxLa2iWTZy4RA240tQGkAj2pTT9EreV-PHdjM2PBPrJXehgLXwvnM5c2q11Vg7Wy5Bt5Ednu-36LIfjdhmq9ricYt5NOSI633yK4qSMM3xno0_DX4nVJ_saChUHupuw/s400/IMG_1976.JPG" />These two let loose on the dance floor.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498728878803791906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizRtt9dl0KJl9u_fJu8IQGg76U4ZqS4BdlQK6RHsIBj6tleQcljD3GfWPlY3e9Jz2cPjG5Cb4mQQwtVy6Ymatzsi6Yzmo-IBbkGOHDfEXuIYNaMrxU9olej3OtGdAY14Wo0OU_ZQ/s400/IMG_1987.JPG" /></span></div><div align="center"><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"> With the beautiful bride.</span></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-41179101565832073332010-07-20T08:41:00.003-04:002010-08-03T20:27:26.308-04:00Repitition<div><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Scene: Entering our friends NY beach house to meet their two kids.</em></span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">6 yr old: Excuse me RJ.....Do you like OJ?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;">RJ: Yes, I do.</span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>6 yr old and 4 yr old together -giggle giggle</em></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><em> giggle giggle-</em></span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Parents: They have been practicing that question all week. </span></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Grandparents: ALL week.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498751310197763042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ2cjQC60GVvvKRZD1iymgUFsk8RBn-IdpJqcQwTDZPXP9TVwdY03zOz1jwr5ze_F0Gpje7grrA77m5AARMRh1TU1AtjGZzekNmvcuIYtyiDiCjHU28GKiOwp8M2SPx75F36sJRA/s400/IMG_1873.JPG" /></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ and the OJ Gang.</span></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-8513324211654317422010-07-19T20:44:00.000-04:002010-07-27T19:03:32.403-04:00Wedding 1 Photos - Long Island, NY<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498721088366930146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCS98wdoUUy51TTkKl1YaK0DYjryhcCKvTJK9tiGdzkuS01PMPOCiCFeirspd6eWu-V0T2SCth_sT6z4AzgIFmNoYuqBCtKJspKpr1YBh2Xar9JJ0BhK7-prbEgE-L3f_IjiYQwA/s400/IMG_1870.JPG" />Off to JFK.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498721925508274450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidhVO_5X9W6K02uQ3Cd_vqmBahD_RgfeS8Kl2zRJlMyh4RASkWf09hk-bUQxp94Av-3AdDVNp9fbpGWsZLQKgbULkFgy1kWs1sp-XB08F5EwVC8tuSs_BZKxmvm0zxWMEWZacjbQ/s400/IMG_1888.JPG" /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;"></span> <div><span style="font-family:arial;">In love, Sue and James.<br /></span><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498722191390273138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVQAa-Bht4UHgsAk3m7fJWYVGsJZ9f_Y-gMXSEWVySt12pXwtoEwQpf_Q1Rw-0b0-4M9o3xp82L5Jiy16peHd6mxVn2ErfZWz73qqKh4ibbjVLyWxmLJI6pKuvP9Q7o2agh-2nqA/s400/IMG_1892c.JPG" />Lookin' good! Mike, James, RJ. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498722463357506514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe74k1776w_xRoe2T2jDgZa5JR2lCWzyOb8jFWHXSx_SUAPxHTGG0VB6T5OyHfKRLxATOwRdp0-owoy5mrrbclHSfO2aFus5gj1uHC5Mo1hE1ga8d7x91XSwUJs5JnlJuej9koHg/s400/IMG_1894.JPG" />Relaxing at our friends Beach House. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498721418807411282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjixlwuEpJzDEyotLkmEXty81yE11aEMD2PY-Chmmy-0kTGMuXecWZyvOIdsMx7EWXgL767cUd_vnNhbutnilzgvAypBa1brN74RAJ3vdm0kPXiDai9zTY7wZxzseb4DxmVaztvvg/s400/IMG_1876.JPG" />A walk to the shore. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498721680741387922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizh1Db2PREglRQqsJK3Nnaobu3hTyqkqmule2dukAqLwi74NKKjxTm1PUvU7DoJ4nYlcSbNhUemaS9GafOHVTiwbtH7_4rLUIrdNgLcRzJpc3TZld0GT9q5mP8q5u_rIGoay-Uw/s400/IMG_1880.JPG" />Looking for sea glass.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498722680768715746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6NouggYYdc3se3o8_fBfjhAonNSBpnM2wLm8VbT98CqoUj3PQFQiAsKyiiHSermfy9SKDEww1I4JxsE-TSZfuwXGEHpiaFWV14jNT4t8CyC6kLjau2T5PFafMm539bsIEBqOWQ/s400/IMG_1899.JPG" /> And away we go. Minus RJ's Wallet. But that's another story.</span></div></div></div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-2970070841457642562010-07-16T18:39:00.000-04:002010-07-27T18:43:40.787-04:00Wedding Weekend Warriors<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRJmcqgecndMrjN405IOPi26BEhldA9mKN0kfmbNHk74-FIxcnt5iig_M4ZqVkwXGQwZfdpSecucVirA8wEjpY3Xe8LpVl0Df2lr6IV6rOFUjg-tH5A37BcSCIyioeC4j8561VA/s1600/IMG_1907.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498719877759300098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRJmcqgecndMrjN405IOPi26BEhldA9mKN0kfmbNHk74-FIxcnt5iig_M4ZqVkwXGQwZfdpSecucVirA8wEjpY3Xe8LpVl0Df2lr6IV6rOFUjg-tH5A37BcSCIyioeC4j8561VA/s400/IMG_1907.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> Back to back weddings starting this weekend. Good times!</span></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-85585991985382358422010-06-25T20:26:00.000-04:002010-06-25T20:28:05.423-04:00Celebrity Lunch: Political<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiugy2FUMuJU7uDstesc9Xf-KHVli_yEKOFDTGKjn11VUeZdvZfQJkaRPs7LRcBBytaI9cAF0YpEPbfapwMa842wqc1GQ2RL_DNgFr9zQJudmn9fXQoArFjgDz589p2ngARc-Lq8g/s1600/IMG_1759.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486872362565659730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiugy2FUMuJU7uDstesc9Xf-KHVli_yEKOFDTGKjn11VUeZdvZfQJkaRPs7LRcBBytaI9cAF0YpEPbfapwMa842wqc1GQ2RL_DNgFr9zQJudmn9fXQoArFjgDz589p2ngARc-Lq8g/s400/IMG_1759.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-2114940417509100112010-06-24T18:33:00.001-04:002010-06-25T20:46:35.646-04:00Thankful Thursday<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"> He love me.....<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486874234053458290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIMzWGy-maEGtnenYQjlQno4i_pD-eBaCisacJnDcZcC10wi0FacT-zyl5FANqG9eaNfW_Lzk8exs5v3IZa_CI8WDkJ-MS8VYGA-K9wmDM8B02282jdua8xnBqhuA6x0qtGzqFnA/s400/IMG_1757.JPG" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ, thank you for being so supportive and understanding this past month. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">It's been a tough one and you've been great.</span></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-13367075957151865712010-06-18T20:19:00.003-04:002010-06-25T20:25:51.120-04:00Celebrity Lunch: World Cup<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgebWp8sjcS92NiUuJ4rnJPmmeZ0WHht5MTBtkrFeHeFt1PFY4vynP9YyPNL0Rr0inUleei1nlbrW0fcbJrh2NtLBoWu3GSbL2pJZ7Zb4xqtK0QmekwIEwZYRXJ0Ce2ncJbiLM0IA/s1600/IMG_1720.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486871734711015922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgebWp8sjcS92NiUuJ4rnJPmmeZ0WHht5MTBtkrFeHeFt1PFY4vynP9YyPNL0Rr0inUleei1nlbrW0fcbJrh2NtLBoWu3GSbL2pJZ7Zb4xqtK0QmekwIEwZYRXJ0Ce2ncJbiLM0IA/s400/IMG_1720.JPG" /></a>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-25890707866048102732010-06-16T20:59:00.004-04:002010-06-16T21:10:22.941-04:00Mischief<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">This is what happens</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJ6W3mTj-eHTImgzOcN7PsMeKIku7x-fAfT0tiZqxkN_WQjZm0Rxe1vXr63rllrdgA6iGhM-Q65WQ6tx-F7RSxh7x3lxwCXE1MUZ5rc6RE0GTsFiNhPhQmCjmtLUjXkK-K4ni1Q/s1600/IMG_1698.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483542066807932274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJ6W3mTj-eHTImgzOcN7PsMeKIku7x-fAfT0tiZqxkN_WQjZm0Rxe1vXr63rllrdgA6iGhM-Q65WQ6tx-F7RSxh7x3lxwCXE1MUZ5rc6RE0GTsFiNhPhQmCjmtLUjXkK-K4ni1Q/s400/IMG_1698.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> when I talk on the phone too long<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjenGgZNV4SLNKdyrY1EEP8fWTb4VZGu-UJUoUKr1DzVXneIPPeEXvh6gb26FA_IurNgmVmitGZXp9g7WnZEGS6qRpNVVMhYnHVr8BSNtCz69hUUy_4aujO9q5uxLtnuhuD8NYz8g/s1600/IMG_1699.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483541866471977906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjenGgZNV4SLNKdyrY1EEP8fWTb4VZGu-UJUoUKr1DzVXneIPPeEXvh6gb26FA_IurNgmVmitGZXp9g7WnZEGS6qRpNVVMhYnHVr8BSNtCz69hUUy_4aujO9q5uxLtnuhuD8NYz8g/s400/IMG_1699.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">and leave the camera<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483541670035540274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8f3qlRuhRq9BFeyzT0-Eb08mDHroPZ9R35H6aJE1ykurXCdKPAMb59lFC2a6Cq38qpztyxP3RkLKQ_gIhImFYr-pBJiSiTLQDufi766p2vtF9p1MLA7j5K3Ce0AjngCtsdUi_Rw/s400/IMG_1700.JPG" /></span> <div><span style="font-family:arial;">on the table.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483541391817536514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk3Pd8M_6HeIG3dorLVok11C7ufDUSYvID2w1TWKIs0USmGR7MkmXj-tRwYACr93GZj9C-pQ8LIp4TKqff-mqjKvXWu4WTFy55Xk0EhnqVvDxCLs_jIR9NjXRvxZ65rQWO6lrBzg/s400/IMG_1701.JPG" /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"> Too cute, right?</span></div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-74383361833357577812010-06-05T12:01:00.004-04:002010-06-05T12:07:59.773-04:00Soaking it up<span style="font-family:arial;">K: Well the ads are up on Kijiji, now we have to wait for a response. But everyone is outside in the nice weather so it won't be until later tonight maybe tomorrow we'll get some reaction.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: It's like crab fishing Karen. You have to set the pots and let them soak.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: You are watching way too much <a href="http://www.discoverychannel.ca/Showpage.aspx?sid=13454">Deadliest Catch</a>.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-70343907732408072282010-06-01T21:38:00.001-04:002010-06-02T21:49:48.256-04:00B's B'day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPGeo_CDYJVxK3hl4YlbMrqEAHuCSjr_bfSv5_U3BXlp-XxCGXK8EOp828EV5EuwH5T7UY0IIan_xErpr6ilEbIIQnKsh66nT-TK-LpvmSZqJHuBrXx2KZUMccWaCZggQlYi8n2w/s1600/IMG_1665.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478356094127906418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPGeo_CDYJVxK3hl4YlbMrqEAHuCSjr_bfSv5_U3BXlp-XxCGXK8EOp828EV5EuwH5T7UY0IIan_xErpr6ilEbIIQnKsh66nT-TK-LpvmSZqJHuBrXx2KZUMccWaCZggQlYi8n2w/s400/IMG_1665.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">We've all hheard that 1 dog year is equal to 7 human years. I read somewhere that the first year of a dogs life can be equal to 2 human years because of the physical changes that happen.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">If you agree with this theory than Bauer and I are the same age today an</span><span style="font-family:arial;">d I've got to tell you he's living the good life.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">He's healthy and athletic.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">He's happy and calm.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">He's got a fulfilling job (get the ball, get the ball).</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">He's friendly and playful</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">and he's living in the moment.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I should follow his example more often.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Happy Birthday B, we love ya.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-85053491049403748472010-05-30T18:48:00.004-04:002010-05-30T19:09:31.513-04:00Celebrity Lunch<span style="font-family:arial;">On Fridays my friend 'A' and I place an on-line order for sandwiches from </span><a href="http://www.vincenzosonline.com/HomePage_2010_02.aspx"><span style="font-family:arial;">Vincenzo's</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">It is a very popular place to get lunch so we like to preorder. The on-line ordering system allows you to enter a name for each sandwich. Normally you would enter your own name, but this week we decided to get a little creative. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477199027876265298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga8VHcoYYweAsWJxcbsdcYWgXNgNoMMpqWOVy_bV-hWG0R-0ypMLHg602-9L-C_QTdOu83ZxnAd2DShyhpPknYIXEeM7WT8H873QWkLBo18eRs5lQ93iHa1cB6Kff_OlSVT_mQwQ/s400/IMG_1649.JPG" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I hope the person who hand wrote 'Cher' and 'Sonny' got a little laugh from it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So, what should our next sandwich duo be? Suggestions.....</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-13572138381140456442010-05-27T20:40:00.000-04:002010-05-30T19:18:54.900-04:00Where's the Rewind Button?<span style="font-family:arial;">A few weekends ago I felt a bit under the weather so I took the opportunity to crash on the couch and watch all the recorded episodes of </span><a href="http://shows.ctv.ca/FlashForward.aspx"><span style="font-family:arial;">Flash Forward</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> on the PVR. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">5 hours later I was all caught up and very in to the story line.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">While driving to work Monday morning I heard on the radio that Flash Forward had been cancelled. </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">Darn.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-81925713193844949642010-05-09T20:55:00.000-04:002010-05-12T21:23:15.135-04:00Rolling with it<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">I hope to have an important role in our Finnymac's life.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">My current role is chew toy.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470553071731647618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmZiB4FpIYvNM54MH4uwdcdbdyrT6eh-tmsmX8DKeRDGCRaMJzp4f_97OzXy2elrd0iBXDHckVBhec_wc1b71JBhm2V-NRRniUndMWOt64mt85TnYUzGaxG86CecKrEHpQDd55g/s400/IMG_1570e.JPG" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJPzhGQ6XsJjQMs4E-YBaK66cwg36xdjjViMkPLOkqdecKRTW_h33VJdwA-iG5qIU_uU-QBmXpZj6XdkESRXkZ-ibxwLCaKdWrygBq7-SnseMOExlf8lomxnAqUmM5GsHsK0QGtA/s1600/IMG_1570e.JPG"></a></span> <span style="font-family:arial;">I'm okay with that, until his teeth come in. </span></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-28568790307831695282010-05-01T21:19:00.001-04:002010-05-12T21:22:16.991-04:00H & K<span style="font-family:arial;">After a little break.....</span><a href="http://helenandkarenphotos.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;">we're back!</span></a>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-47030854010077549602010-04-23T19:12:00.000-04:002010-04-24T13:31:31.174-04:00ROTFL<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Scene: RJ and I at the dinner table</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: J from work says the <a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm2258210048/nm0445992">Scientist Girl </a>from LOST reminds him of<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liz_Lemon"> Liz Lemon</a>.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>RJ chewing his food.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: I can see that. Those glasses and the shoulder length wavy brown hair. But she has a different accent than LL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: Your guy is a Smoke Monster, that's a deal breaker!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>K pauses and then starts laughing. Loudly.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's not often RJ is that quick with the witty comments that I laugh out loud....for hours. But that one... I'm still laughing now.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-41697422672608866362010-04-21T20:33:00.002-04:002010-04-24T14:06:31.532-04:00The Good in Everyone<span style="font-family:arial;">I came across <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eldad75/">this flickr</a> group after I saw <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/eldad75#p/u/4/_LqSHfkLvHk">this video</a> "All Eddie needs is a hug" posted on YouTube. (Dont worry the video has a happy ending.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eldad75/"><span style="font-family:arial;">Eldad Hagar</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="font-family:arial;">is part of <a href="http://www.hopeforpaws.org/">Hope For Paws</a>, a non-profit animal rescue in California.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"> <div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">The rescue videos and pictures of these dogs and cats are heart breaking and heart warming.</span></div><br /><div></div><div></span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;">Something I wanted to share. Good people doing good things.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-81434941907227965742010-04-18T15:12:00.001-04:002010-04-24T15:23:58.638-04:00Someone is Jolly in their Jumper<p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxoHHsJNXEmMGp4HaGxbRoCCEQXznHDXsu1Bk_1-f2oxkWOVubrOid2bI9c1SDHc0EU1WD_ipMhWP8' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-16130280681885167452010-04-15T20:59:00.005-04:002010-04-15T21:32:21.023-04:00Dysfunctional Wedding Crashers<span style="font-family:arial;">We are attending RJ's cousin J's wedding this summer. Today we received a link to their wedding website. After reading through it we were encouraged to sign the guest book and include any songs that we wanted put on their play list.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I started typing a standard 'we're happy for you' message when I asked RJ what song we should request. We decided on 'The Final Countdown' by Europe. We wanted to make an entrance into the wedding like G.O.B. from Arrested Development. </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">Then we thought, why should we sign the guest book, instead G.O.B. should do it! J and her family </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">are huge Arrested Development fans, they would love the joke. So we signed the guest book:</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>"Like the guy with the $4,000 watch is going to sign your guest book. Come on! Seriously though I'm looking forward to The Big Day. I'd like to hear my entrance music 'The Final Countdown' by Europe."</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">And we brainstormed a long list of other Arrested Development characters that we are going to add to the guest book over the next few months.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Maybe they'll think it's us, maybe they won't. However if it turns out really well we do want the credit for it!! Come on!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">p.s. If you have any ideas for Arrested Development guest book entries feel free to leave a comment. Thanks!</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-46528635134564747702010-04-13T08:46:00.000-04:002010-04-15T20:51:17.028-04:00WWWinner<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4s0rzdPZnh6Rywqzab2005eLHDRkPmGCR38S6qu-U-aYmq9-UzN5d65Ge-sZ9hoeUMumWzV90uIkkZ8CsQY1gCbd1ErnQwjdJehlDW3OQUU348_4btW0vYQpde2EwSwDc45h2ZQ/s1600/04_13_10_IMG_1495.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460530897365359890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4s0rzdPZnh6Rywqzab2005eLHDRkPmGCR38S6qu-U-aYmq9-UzN5d65Ge-sZ9hoeUMumWzV90uIkkZ8CsQY1gCbd1ErnQwjdJehlDW3OQUU348_4btW0vYQpde2EwSwDc45h2ZQ/s400/04_13_10_IMG_1495.JPG" /></a> <div> </div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-42253576945685943772010-04-11T19:05:00.004-04:002010-04-15T21:34:38.940-04:00Afterlife<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibt4H9ymjsV05lWKGdyOBv4t_tRqeWYxPuUgai2JVPViALTZZHnPpUzxtHYYYNI5QbWKb2es5v4nvbRC37DulsVNIfNplOGjY6WUb8DhNUC5LUXRWqswKvGJp-vze513tRWwKUfg/s1600/04_11_10_IMG_1488.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460531786539251538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibt4H9ymjsV05lWKGdyOBv4t_tRqeWYxPuUgai2JVPViALTZZHnPpUzxtHYYYNI5QbWKb2es5v4nvbRC37DulsVNIfNplOGjY6WUb8DhNUC5LUXRWqswKvGJp-vze513tRWwKUfg/s400/04_11_10_IMG_1488.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> While driving on the highway a big bug hit my windshield. Unfortunately I was out of wiper fluid, so I pulled over at the next gas station to fill up. When I looked at the bright yellow debris I thought it looked a little like a smile and I</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> thanked that bug for brightening my day.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-36422545386394383632010-04-09T18:20:00.006-04:002010-04-15T21:35:31.988-04:00Memories of Chicken Fingers<span style="font-family:arial;">Today in the cafeteria at my 'new job' it was chicken fingers and fries day. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">It immediately reminded me of being at University. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Chicken Finger and Fries day was the prize meal of the food plan at Vanier Hall. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">The line up for CF&F would be out the door and around the corner so you had to get there early. And if you know me at all, you know I'm always early and that I really like chicken fingers and fries. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After lunch I started reminiscing about first year University and all the good times. I realized that there are </span><span style="font-family:arial;">many similarities between the 'new job' and my first year at University. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">1) The office building I work in is large and confusing just like campus was at the beginning.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">2) The new employee program is called Head Start just like the new student program at the University I went to.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">3) I only know the people in my department just like the people in my dorm.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">4) There is only one person I knew before I started just like the one person who lived in my dorm from my hometown.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">5) I'm trying to register for my benefits and the computer system isn't working just like registering for new classes at the registrar's office.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">6) I feel nervous that no one will like me just like in first year.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Actually I'm not all that nervous. Unlike back then, I'm pretty comfortable with who I am now and don't have the need to fit in like most 18 years old away from home for the first time do.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">But still it's a little eerie how similar the two experiences are. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I wonder what's planned for Frosh Week?</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20409432.post-51710907762370963602010-04-08T18:40:00.006-04:002010-04-08T20:18:26.506-04:00That Corner I Shouldn't Know<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Scene: Watching the first round of The Masters. The commentators are talking about Arnold Palmer and Jack Nicholas and their careers highlights.</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: Why are they showing us the tops of trees against the sky?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: It's not very interesting.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: I think they are missing some sort of statistic or graph.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: Maybe.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>The screen now shows a golf hole on the course.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: Well that more scenic.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: That's the 12th hole part of Amen Corner. The one with the bridge.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Silence</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: Did I just say that? Did I get that right?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: You got it right.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: Oh no. What's happening to me?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: Give in to the Golf Side Karen.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">K: Oh geez no. I even know that holes 11, 12 and 13 make up Amen Corner.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">RJ: Oh yeah, you're in now.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">K: ah, but I don't want to 'be in'.</span>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900315228997741052noreply@blogger.com1