Thursday, May 28, 2009
My childhood dreams are a bust....
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Then your prayers are answered....some channel wants to tell your story in the form of a one hour documentary! The public loves it! They gobble up your stress, tears, laughter. A follow-up is order, and then a series. Lights and cameras move in, following every move, spat, biting comment - it all makes for great television. And the kids - oh, the kids! So precious! So precocious! Look at them fight! Look at them smear pudding on the window! Look at them grow! Awwwwww!
However, there is a shift. The show is now a caricature of you - the screaming fish monger's wife and the hen-pecked husband. Interactions are tense and, at times, cruel. You are raising eight children in a fish bowl, a fish bowl you created in exhange for finicial compinsation, but a fish bowl none the less. Its not fun anymore - its painful. The audience starts to wonder why you're still together, then speculate that it must be for the sake of the children.....or that someone has drunk himself into oblivion and is feeling no pain. You know how you are being protrayed; however, you tell yourself that its all in the editing, that it doesn't matter, that you can pull the plug anytime....that you're in control.
So what is left? A marriage is destroyed. Eight children are left with a splintered home. The person who was once "the one" is a now a stranger. Where did the love go? What happened? And for what? Four complete seasons of a family that may not exist anymore.
And it all began when you met, fell crazy in love and decided that you wanted to live happily ever after.....
Monday, May 25, 2009
9. Honey bees - they're dying, we're doomed
8. Mocking birds - they're changing their song due to global warming, we're doomed
7. Swine flu - pandemic looming, we're doomed
6. Iran - they hate us, we're doomed
5. North Korea - they're launching nuclear missiles tests, we're doomed
4. Al-Qaeda - they're gaining strength again, we're doomed
3. Missing children - BC has the highest amount of missing children, they're not safe anywhere, therefore we're doomed
2. Diet - doesn't matter what we eat, we're doomed
1. The economy - its in the tank, about to bust, heading into another depression, we're doomed
Friday, May 22, 2009
I was on the bus the other day when I saw a young guy, probably mid-20s,happily strumming away on his guitar as he waited for the light to change. It was 9am, not downtown...and I wondered why? Does he love music so much that he breaks into song at any opportunity? Is he disturbed? Does he think someone will stop and offer him a record deal? What makes people do such things? Perhaps I am just jaded and should applaud his joi de vive....the freak.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
On the way back, after 30mins of walking, exploring and taking pictures, we walk back - planning to get some lunch, pickup some groceries, only to be stopped by a young couple with their dog. They warn us that three cars had their windows smashed, including a little black car - our car. I feel like sound is being sucked out and time has slowed down as we make our way to parking lot. There's our car - minus the driver's side window. I stare at the broken glass as D pops the trunk- sure enough, my bag is gone. As I am about to cry in disbelief, my son tells me he has to go pee - and I am brought back to reality. I remind myself that no one was hurt, that the guy was only after money and things he could pawn; however, it stings and feels personal. He saw me with my son, he saw that we were a family - he looked and saw us. How can I not take it personally? But logic tells me that the guy saw an opportunity; and that is all we were - the right opportunity at the right time.
What was taken? My wallet with all my id, and $7 in change, a crappy cell phone, a library book (fck!) and my beloved Keen messenger bag.......the worth? For the guy, $7; for me, a couple of hundred dollars to replace everything (car, bag, id, etc) and a ruined weekend as we clean up after the mess. What have I learnt? Listen to my intuition and never trust a man wearing nylon ski boots in the middle of May....but at least no one was hurt ( and I mean that sincerely).
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
You want fame? You want financial compensation? It all comes with a price - sometimes a little more dear than you realize. Privacy is a luxury; and society loves nothing more than for people to slip off the same pedastles they built. What is sad is that at the end of the day, there is a family in pain, children who don't understand what is going on outside their world. I don't envy Jon and Kate, not for all the money in the world
Friday, May 8, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
We approach life like an examine in high school:
The A Student
Some arrive at ease, studied, well-rested, prepared - complete with 2 sharpened 2HB pencils. They will take their time, answer carefully, and will leave enough time to review and enjoy. When asked how they did, they tend to downplay their success and keep it at that.
The B Student
Others will have stayed up all night studying, cramming - and in the end, will crap the bed and blank out. They will desperately scramble to unload their brain, dump anything they can on the paper, then bitch and moan with excuses until the examine comes back with a decent grade.
The C Student
A few will try and bullshit they way through the answers, using a whole lotta big words and descriptions, hoping their ignorance won't be discovered and called out. Typically, their exams are covered with with a lot of red marks and comments like, "You have gone off topic", and "Not sure where you were going with this".
The "F" Student
Then there are the ones who sit beside the smart guy and cheat - copying his work, changing a few words and taking full credit. Sometimes they pass with flying colours; however, every so often, they get caught and are blamed with plagiarism - which they quickly turn around and blame the other guy.
And finally, there are the individuals who don't show up........
Not sure which one I am.
Friday, May 1, 2009
I also ask that no freaky reunion movie be made of any of these...although Flashdance could be interesting- Alex and her man split, leaving her to raise their 3 children. Alex is down on her luck and her only option is to take up the one thing she vowed never to do.....except she discovers her routines are hopelessly outdated to the new girls' -what will she do? The drama! The tension! The music! Jennife Beal could totally pull this off . Perhaps Demi Moore could play the crusty veteran stripper who takes her under her wings and shows her the ropes, or pole (whatever they are using these days). What to call this potential gem?