Monday, May 31, 2010

Evidence

On Thursday I drove from Parry Sound to Oakville like this (approx 2.5 hours).

Further proving my theory that I am my mother.









Wednesday, May 26, 2010

A plain chips kind of day.

Five or six years ago I was golfing with some friends. After 9 holes we went into the clubhouse to have some lunch before we did the back nine. That day I was sharing a cart with a guy named Scott. When we finished lunch and were heading back to the cart, Scott wanted to buy a bag of chips to bring with us. As we both stood there, looking at all the different flavours, I was disappointed when Scott chose the plain chips.

"Really? You're getting plain?"
"Ya"
"All these great kinds to choose from and you pick plain..."
"You know what? - I'm just a simple guy"

At the time, I thought he was nuts. When you're offered things like Dill Pickle, Ketchup, All Dressed or Salt and Vinegar...how could you choose something as boring as plain?

But now I look at this differently. We live in a world full of too many options. You don't just go to a store now and buy a t.v. You buy a t.v and then get offered warranties, upgrades, contracts, more channels and you get a free cell phone if you commit to something absurd. Nothing is simple anymore. There are hidden fees, too many choices and too many companies competing for the consumer. Doesn't it feel like life is too crazy sometimes?

I used to wonder who would go to Baskin Robbins and order Vanilla ice cream. Or who would go to Tim Hortons and order the plain donuts. Now I feel like I'm at a place in my life where I want the simple things. No decisions, no choices - give me something I know I like and leave it at that. Life is overwhelming some days. Plain is reliable, comforting and reminds me of being a kid.

Scott had it right. I don't know why this chip conversation is still stuck in my head after all these years but I thought about it today when I went to Subway for lunch. As I stood in front of the chip rack faced with so many options, I happily chose the plain chips.

Some days I just want to be a simple girl and I like that.


Favourite of the Day: Waking up in a room filled with sunshine on my newly washed sheets, still smelling like Lavender Vanilla fabric softener.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Doogie-ness in 2010

If I were Doogie Howser, ending my day with some profound thought summarizing my day and my life lesson learned, I would write this:


Despite time and distance & the need to walk away when feelings were hurt, people who were once close to your heart will always have a place there. Sometimes they find their way back. Sometimes it just feels right.


(If the show were produced today instead of in 1989, episodes would not end with him typing on an old-school DOS-like computer. But instead, he'd be tweeting on an iPad. )

....and that summarizes my deep thoughts on life and Doogie Howser.

The End.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Messy Meals

I haven't told a Roy story in a long time. I recently ran into an old friend, Scott, and it reminded me of one. Here we go....

When Roy first moved in I would periodically find crumpled up pages of the phone book in the garbage. This baffled me. The first few times I saw this, I shrugged it off but as time moved on and I continued to find the pages in the garbage my curiosity was peaked. What on earth could he have been doing to need to tear out these pages? And why did I NEVER see him with the phone book when I was home?

Eventually, the mystery was solved. One day I came home earlier than expected to find Roy eating his stir fry (that he ate EVERY single day) directly out of the pot. No big deal - I understand the desire to create less dishes and I too will sometimes eat food directly out of the pot. But here's the catch; because the pot was too hot to touch he would grab the phone book, open it up and place the pot on top of it. Then as he ate his meal, rice and veggies would spill over the sides of the pot and onto the phonebook. Then he would simply rip out the dirty pages and put the phonebook back.

As a resolution, I decided to buy him some nice bamboo place mats that he could use instead. He never used them. Not once. None of this really seemed to matter.....until the day Scott came over. A few of my other friends were there as well but when Scott came, he accidentally locked his keys and wallet in the car while it was still running. Frazzled, he came inside to call CAA. Since his wallet was in the car, we had to look up the number in the phonebook. Naturally - CAA was no where to be found in the book.

I can still hear Jane declaring "ROY- You ATE CAA!".

It still makes me laugh out loud.

Favourite of the Day: It's Mothers Day! Happy Mothers Day to all the wonderful moms out there, but especially mine!! And also - Winnie Cooper.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

M I S S I N G

April 9th - Went to a Stag and Doe with my shirt on inside out. A kind old woman told me so.

April 26th - Went to a restaurant, ate dinner then left without paying the bill.

April 30th - Went to the SAME restaurant, ate dinner then left without paying the bill.

May 3rd - Went to work with my shirt on inside out. My co-worker told me so.

Dear Friends,
If you happen to know where my brain went, would you be so kind & return it to me?
Thanks so much.
Sincerely,
xo xo Sara

P.S. Yes, I went back and paid for both dinners.