This blog has become my "red headed stepchild"

Neglected, and not loved as much as the others....

With F.acebook and T.witter growing more popular each day, my blog has taken a back (back) seat.
Sorry...

I celebrated my 32nd birthday on the weekend. I went out with a group of friends to Rumor's comedy club, and saw Bobcat Goldthwait. He is still funny as hell!

I also got a sweet fishing trip from Ali (all expenses paid), a new reel, a video game from my daughter, and some cash. Not too shabby.

In other news today, there is a "big" press conference from the Blue Bombers today at 1 p.m.
I am praying to everything holy that we signed this QB named Buck Pierce, who, has been injury prone in the past, but deadly accurate when he's healthy. We would finally have a QB going into training camp!

I hope to keep in touch on a more regular basis. Bye for now.

My wishlist (wishful thinking?)

I would love to take a road trip this summer with Ali and Ellery. I would love to head East to the coast, see Boston, the market, the seafood, then eventually end up in Charlotte, NC to visit Reggie and Gigi.

I would like to go to Denver this year at some point with my dad to see a Broncos game.

I would like to travel to Montreal with my best friend Mike to see a Canadiens game at the Bell Centre.

At this point, I'm desperate to go anywhere tropical. All of my co-workers and some family are going places this winter, whether it's Arizona, Mexico, Cuba, or Las Vegas. We need a vacation.

I am hoping to do my annual fishing trip with my FIL and brother in law (if he's working a summer job) in Sioux Lookout again. This has become a yearly tradition, and it seems to get better every year.

I am also hoping to hammer through these necessary course ASAP. It's hard to sit around and wait until they become available in the Fall.

I am hoping that we can spend some weekends at my parent's cabin. I'm excited to sit on the beach and build sandcastles with Ellery, and take her fishing.

As you see, there's a common theme to most of these - travel.

To end this post, I'll say that I really hope to win this week's Lotto Max at $50 million, so I can check each of these off my list once and for all.

Sports....why do men take it so seriously?

First off, congrats to the New Orleans Saints for winning the Super Bowl.
I'm sure 90% of the U.S.A was pulling for them to beat Indianapolis, and they got their wish.

It got a little tiresome, however, listening to EVERYONE say that this victory was for the city. That they had been through so much, and this was a little something to help the healing. I fully agree it is an amazing thing for the city, and if it helps bring them some joy, then I say why not...but we get it.

Men take their sport seriously. Whether it is soccer in the UK, NFL football in the US, or the CFL in Canada, we all support our home clubs with a passion that has been passed down from our grandfathers to our dads, and then to us.

However, there are a few things that still baffle me;

If a team finally ends a win less streaks after 70 or 80 years (i.e. Boston Red Sox), why do the fans gets cocky and arrogant? You've still only won 1 championship over your lifetime.

Why do some people riot at games? I get worked up at games too, but never want to curb stomp an opposing team's fan, no matter how annoying they can get.

Why do NFL teams get their owners to dance during the Super Bowl parade in their towns? I have yet to see any old white men with rhythm.

Why do some fans get depressed if their team loses? I get upset for about half an hour, then move on. The bottom line is there is only 1 happy team at the end of the year anyway.


It is now only a few months away, before I don my Blue Bomber jersey, fire up the grill, wave the flag, and cheer until I lose my voice.
I will cheer for my team with class, never any swearing or rude behaviour - just plain old fashioned fun. Unless I see a damn Riders fan.

8 random things (Borrowed from Wreggie)

I am afraid of working in high places. This didn't bode well when I was an Industrial electrician.

I have seen a roller coaster ride turn fatal.

A high school friend was hit and killed by a train. He was wearing one of my shirts, and the police came to my house the next day to tell my parents that it was me. I'll never forget the look on their face when I answered the door.

I have tried eating "Prairie oysters". AKA bull's testicles.

I have matching scars on both hands from a hacksaw slip up. Don't ask me how both hands were hurt...I have no idea.

I once got my ass kicked by a 1/2" drill on a job site. It ripped my pants, cut my finger, and bashed me in the side of the head.

The closest relative that I have that is somewhat famous, is a 3rd cousin who was a professional swimmer. He raced for team Canada, won numerous medals, and holds some speed records.

I once considered becoming a chef.

New year, same resolutions?

Every year, people always have the same resolutions. Lose weight, quit smoking, and eat healthier.

I say I want to start smoking, eat even worse, and do no exercise whatsoever.
That way, when I don't do any of the above, I'll actually beat some resolutions.

I consider 2010( I say two thousand and ten by the way) to be a "staging area".
I will be taking some courses in preparation of going back to school in 2011. I'll gradually make the transition from part time student to full time, then reap the rewards once I've finished the hectic program.

With my current job rotation and schedule, it leaves no flexibility for other stuff, such as if Ali wants to upgrade or take another course. This is why I will probably look for a job with 8 hour days instead of the 12 hour shifts that I work now.

I have been sick for the last 2 days. I can't remember the last time I've vomited, and was thinking about that when I was violently ill on Friday morning. I was picturing the neighbors hearing me praying to the porcelain god, and thinking that I had waaaay to much to drink the night before. Nothing could be farther from the truth, as I didn't have a drop to drink.....
Truth be told, I was in bed before 11:30 and missed the countdown for the 10th consecutive year.
E has also been sick, so it's been a real fun smelling house here for the last few days. Poor Ali.

Speaking of E, it's incredible to listen to her talk. She repeats everything, and strings together sentences that make us laugh. She knows how to push our buttons, has little tantrums, and cuddles up with us the way we've always imagined. One of her favorite thing to do is give her toys a hug. It's to the point now where she'll hug her cup, her spoon, and even her own hand.
She loves singing, and one of her favorites is "Twinkle twinkle little star". She's going to be on Canadian Idol and win it all one day.

Christmas break was one big blur. I finished a night shift on Christmas eve, so we drove out to Ontario in a snow storm first thing in the morning. Christmas day was spent at the in laws, then we had a night at my parent's house. Before I knew it, I was on my way back to Winnipeg on Boxing day. I didn't even get to see my best friend at all.

I hope everyone had a good Christmas, and a safe new year. Here's hoping 2010 will bring us lots of good things.