Wednesday, January 30, 2013

I Miss My Van

Wait, no....l didn't sell it.  I miss sleeping in it.  Today warmed up to a balmy 12 degrees Celsius, okay, not quite balmy but a big improvement over what was yesterday and what is coming tomorrow.

So in between the two jobs, l had a 20 minute nap.  It was so nice under my couple of throw blankets.  I felt like a million bucks when l woke up.

Last week l had to have a nap in there and it was so cold.  I had fired up the Little Buddy Heater but it barely had time to warm up, and by the time the 20 minutes were up, l could still see my breath in the van.

Today was nice......l can't wait for the weather to change for the better on a more permanent basis.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Toilet Blushes....News At Six

This is a sign that has had me chuckling every time that l use the facilities at my new job.  Obviously spell check found nothing wrong with the sign.......

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Minus 21 Celcius

It's on days like this that l am glad l am not living in my van for the winter. it's cold outside.  However, Fiona started like a charm when l put the key in the ignition for work today.  Not bad for an old girl.

It's the coldest day Toronto has had in two years.  Sure we have nothing on Edmonton or Calgary....but it's cold for us Torontonians.

I took Fiona on a day trip to Buffalo on Sunday, it was a very windy day but we handled it well, puttered along (as l always do with the van) at 55 miles an hour.  If it was warmer, l might have gotten out and snapped some pictures of one of the natural wonders of the world (Niagara Falls), but l didn't.  Being from Toronto l have seen them a thousand times and it was only going to be for your benefit, and l have been having trouble posting pictures on blogger, or l would have posted sooner.

Well, everyone is about to come into work, so l will end this here.......stay warm!

Wednesday, January 16, 2013


Wow, keep me busy with work  running from job to job and l have a hard time finding time to write in this blog.  Of course, some of that has to do with -  there's not much happening here with me. :-)

I have decided to cut back my hours on my original job to a more humane number of hours, 3 nights, 20 hours a week.  Of course my new job is 5 days a week, 9-5. 

In recent years l have discovered that l would rather get up early and work first thing in the day rather then hang around all day and then head to work when most of the populous is finishing up for the day. It gives me too much time to think about how much l would rather not have to head into work.

I don't even mind working the am then heading into the second job and working the pm all in one day, but have me putter around in the day doing what l want all day long then heading to work - yuck!

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Dead Mans' Milk

I just got home from an interesting night. 

It started off by having plans for a fun night at a friends for "game night".  We were to arrive at 6pm for the festivities to begin.  I arrived early since S is like a sister to me and l had some veggies to cut up for the festivities.

After cutting the veggies we were catching up on our lives when we received a call from "the boys".  They were downstairs in the front of the building (she lives on the 7th floor in a 16 story high rise in Etobicoke, Ontario), they were standing over this man that was collapsed on the sidewalk and wanted S to call 911.  We went out to the balcony to see the boys and the man.

She quickly called 911 and gave her address and that we need an ambulance for this man.  The boys didn't call 911 because they weren't sure of S's address.  We all know how to drive there, but are all unsure of the correct number of her building.

S's apartment overlooks the parking lot where this man was collapsed,  so we could carry on a conversation with the boys on the ground.  He seemed to be breathing, barely, and wasn't responding to their prodding.

Anyways, 911 wanted to talk to the boys who were down on the sidewalk with the man.  She hung up, l ran down with a blanket for this man.

The boys noticed the man when they drove into the parking lot and also a couple of people that had walked past him laying on the ground before the boys could get over to him to see if he was alright.  He was laying on his back with his legs buckled below him.  She lives in a nice part of town.  Did they think he was drunk?  A bum?  Either way, they never gave him assistance.  Even a bum passed out on the street in the cold weather would soon parish, l guess it didn't matter to these people.

The fire trucks came first.  A station is only around the corner.  They proceeded to give him CPR and shocked him, twice.  He had no pulse.  They continued to work on him until the ambulance came.  Those guys worked on him for a while.  We all went upstairs to let them work on the guy.  We were all upset by this.

We couldn't believe that people would just walk by a guy collapsed on the sidewalk and not do anything.  What is wrong with people?

The ambulance didn't rush off.  We knew that meant he didn't make it.

Our game night was quieter then normal, and a few more adult beverages were consumed to take the edge off. 

Police called back around 9;30 pm for some more information, and confirmed that he did die, and that he lived in the building on the 5th floor.  He had almost made it home.

After the boys left, and as the girls were leaving, we noticed a bag of groceries by the door.  The boys came with bags of food and drinks when they came upstairs, stuff they had brought, and in the chaos of the commotion downstairs must have grabbed the dead mans groceries.

We had dead mans' milk. 

We don't know what condo he lived in just that he lived on the 5th floor..  Did he live alone?  Should we return his groceries to the widow?  Is there a widow?  Would a grieving loved one want the groceries returned, or would that be cruel?

We kept the groceries, put them in the fridge. I don't think they will ever be used by S, it would just be wrong.

It's amazing how things can change on a moments notice.  Who ever this man is/was, he is no longer.  I send him and his family my prayers tonight.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Excuse This Commerical Break

It seems that we are inundated with commercials now a days.  Since so many of the public have TEVO and are able to skip commercials on TV the advertisers have found other annoying ways to get in front of the public.

I have patiently waited for commercials to finish on the Internet so l could see a news clip/video of some sort that l had clicked on only to find out that because l am in Canada, l can't see the said clip.

It seems that l watch more commercials on the Internet now then any commercials played during my television show viewing days.

Today, l went to the movies to see Lincoln and after shelling out my $8.00(never mind the $8.00 for the popcorn l also shelled out) because even though it's New Years Day, it was still cheap Tuesday, l had to endure 15 minutes of commercials. I saw a couple of cell phone commercials, an insurance commercial, a bank commercial and 3 university/college commercials......and others l can't remember. 

I could understand if l didn't pay any money to view these movies, but l did pay, and that pisses me off.  I might even consider giving up going to the theater and wait until they come out to the REDBOX and pay my $1.50 to view them - commercial free.