No one would have ever believed me....

Hidden city jems. I swear....

I was driving down a random street trying to cut through the city last night on my way to get groceries, and this is what I found. I managed to retrace my steps today with a friend, and after driving around for 20 minutes...not only found the house, but the owner outside. He's an interesting fellow....

and of course I spoke to quickly....

Story of my life.

Another ex emailed me today...but not just any Ex...THE ex. The one who devastated me, broke my heart, and left me....

I never check my junk mail in hotmail - but for some reason...did. Saw his name and freaked out. Cried...and called a couple of people. 2 people pointed out that if an email can have that much affect on me....what would talking to him do. I agreed.

And then he texted me "Is this still your number"....(THE CURSE of having the same number for 10 years. FYI everyone who has my cell number. its being changed)

Its morbid curiosity....I HAVE to talk to him. I HAVE to know what he wants....its not like he was someone i just hooked up with at a bar. I Loved this guy...immensely. We talked about a future.....

Im just so confused....I looked him up on FB. So hot still.....I answered his text....im insane - lets not dwell on that please. But I have to know what he wants....I dont even know why.

A friend called me to see how i was...i couldnt string a thought together, or a sentence for that matter in regards to the issue...its utterly mind boggling.

I havent talked to him in a year and a half - and at this point, its such a mind fuck, that I cant even fathom why he wants to catch up. He clearly had no idea what imact his email would have.....and i wish, at this point, that I would have just let my junk mail go....

Leading to my happy ending...

...and its about fucking time. However, im being CRAZY optimistic right now - and so much so, that Im actually thinking of changing the URL of this blog. LOL

1. The job.
I applied September 3 for that CSC job, and it took them a MONTH to use their automatic filtering system to let me know if my resume would be passed on to a human instead of a robot, and that the results of my application status would be available October 3. I got the results that day saying that my resume will be passed on to a member of the human resources team, and that if they wanted to contact me for a job, they would do so.

Just this past monday, I got an email from them inviting me to write a written communications proficiency test (put these sentences in the right order...what does this word mean...which 2 of these 4 words means the same thing...what punctuation mark is missing...those sorts of things). Its the 27th at 9am. You have to get 32 out of 50 to get to the next stage in the hiring process - but lets be real. I have my masters in education and am a certified teacher, plus am fully literate, and have (for the most part - professionally speaking) amazing grammar. If I fail this test, I have bigger problems than not getting hired at CSC. I imagine this is step 2 out of a number of steps. Ive heard that there's another test on all of the Commissioners directives - which I sort of follow daily at work to make sure the PO is doing her job, but if you didnt know that, then how would you ever know? Anyway...whatever happens...im ready.

2. The Guy.
We split for good. I was sick of wasting my time, and sick of feeling bad about the relationship, and myself in the relationship. BUT...the same day that we split, I met someone else....who is actually very nice, its not moving fast...but it feels good to be this happy again.

Thats all for now kids. I'll update next wednesday after the test before my vacation!

you know....

ive never seen Glee...but i recently heard a 30 second clip of a song they covered and you know what I realized???

Glee is just a televised version of the "Mini Pops".

Thanksgiving wrap up.

Wow have I been slacking. Its Thanksgiving in Canada, for all of our American readers!!

I got my sex offender this past week - and the last 10 or so days have been preparing myself (work wise, and emotionally) for her arrival. Let me just say that I knew this past week was going to be stressful, but never in a million years could i have ever anticipated HOW stressful it was going to be. At one point, I actually had to leave the building becuase my heart was beating so hard, and my blood pressure was so high from stress, that if I didnt leave at that exact moment, i would have quit. This has resulted in me spending countless hours walking up and down the beach, and registering myself in a kickboxing class that starts tomorrow. What better way to eliminate stress than to punch shit?

MORE es-whatever's called!!! 2 in fact - and i feel like we've crossed the dozen mark for ex-whatever's calling me this year out of the blue. Although....one of these 2 was the dude from a couple of weeks ago. Im not questioning it anymore. They're calling. Ive had the same email and phone number for years (email since the premiere date of Futurama - yes my memory is that good. We went to a club that same night that it was on, and the email address was born that day)...and phone for 10 years. So. What can i expect. I either change those things, or live with it. Its easier to ignore them than change things around.

And what would the PP family household be without a few thanksgiving crises??? As you may well know - my grandpa passed away July 3. He was HUGE on family dinners and always drove to NH, or MA to get lobsters for any ocassion. It would have been his 80th bday on the 5th - which is also my neice Chloe's Bday. My gran wanted to have something just for him (on the 3rd which was also the 3 month of his death - so sort of like a vigil dinner I suppose).....Anyway, what did we have? Lobster.

We're not an especially clumsy family (except me - im a massive klutz)....but my one neice broke the pedal off my grans elipitical machine, my other neice was swinging her chair back and forth and my fingers were over the edge of the counter - she slammed her chair into my finger. I jumped back and my hand hit the bread basket, which went flying everywhere. The crumbs on the lobster thermadore lit on fire, and burnt to a crisp, and one of my gran's bowls "Fell" off the counter and shattered into a million peices - while we were eating i might add.

Last night - my mom was making turkey - and shes sick and cant smell at all - but said that the turkey was going bad from the inside out, and ran out 3 hours before everyone came over and bought a new turkey. Then my gran was taking a pie out of the oven, and she said it was knocked out of her hands and smashed all over the floor - causing her to make a new one.

Its all total coincidence - but we all laughed and said that grandpa's pissed we're having dinners without him.