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Java Jive

Written By: Jenn - Jun• 05•09

So I’m on a mission to start drinking coffee.

You might ask why, at almost 42 years of age (next month, on the 22nd – mark your calendars! Remind my husband!), I’d even bother with it? I mean, I’ve clearly managed to live this long without risking jitters or caffeine withdrawal. Some might even venture to say I’ve done so happily.

Confession time. I have caved to peer pressure. It’s all ShaMoo and Doodlecake’s fault. Yes it is. Ok, no it’s not, but even though I’m secure enough in my dotage to give a big PASS on things like tattoos, beer, and even wine… Frankly, sometimes, depending on where you are, all there is to drink is coffee, and I’ve gone thirsty on more than one occasion because I didn’t want the stuff.

I’ve finally come to realize that coffee is a basic element. Something that enhances social experiences, and binds people at a molecular level. Or not. But still… it smells so good! How can something that smells that good taste so damn bitter?? As you can probably tell, I’m not 100% sold on it. Yet.

So yesterday when I was off to my pedicure appointment, I realized I hadn’t had anything to eat or drink, and I was actually a bit shaky from low blood sugar. The only thing close to the salon was a Country Time coffee shop – and it had a drive through. So I swung in there and the first thing I saw on the menu was “Ice Cap”. Hrm. “Why not!” sez I. So yesterday I had my very first iced cappuccino… complete with whipped cream and caramel topping.

Oh. My. God.

It was almost a sexual experience, I kid you not. Now, I could not have one or more of those every day, because, well, I’d end up weighing 300lbs, that’s why. That concoction was sweeeeeeet. I begin to see why my girlfriends are hooked though.

The fog is lifting. The java experiment continues.

Friend Spam

Written By: Jenn - Jun• 04•09

I like cute things as much as the next person, but there is definitely such a thing as too much cute. Inappropriate cute. Nauseating cute.

I have friends who, for some reason, send me all sorts of what I call Friend Spam. Friend spam is well meaning, but most of it is such drivel that I cringe when it shows up in my inbox. It’s full of smoochy hearts and flowers and impossibly cute, furry kittens, and always it extols the virtues of extreme friendships that last the test of time… yadda yadda. Or worse… it’s a chain letter. Or even worse than that? It’s a religious chain letter! You know what? Some of the people who have sent these things to me are people I haven’t seen in person in almost 25 years. We met up again on Facebook, which is truly an amazing thing if you stop to think about it. But do I consider us to be the same sort of friends we were back in high school?

Um, no?

You might be thinking, “Geez, Jenn… you’ve changed!”  Well, DUH. If you haven’t changed at all in the past quarter century, I’d have to suggest you take a serious look at yourself and your life. I’d say it a bit nicer, but really. I’ve LIVED. I’ve traveled. I’ve experienced.  I’ve evolved. I’ve broken a heart or two, and had mine broken as well. I’ve created life. TWICE!  I’ve morphed from a mouthy, somewhat insecure adolescent into what I am today (some might say that hasn’t changed too much), and I’m not done yet.Who I am today is not who I’ll be in 5 years.

Seriously though. Facebook may have reconnected us, but since we’re not the same people we once were, we need to find out a bit about each other, and not just rush headlong into a touchy-feely, totally fake relationship. It’s not how I roll, folks.

Keep it real.

Anniversary and shopping

Written By: Jenn - Jun• 02•09

Ok, so it wasn’t a romantic anniversary – we all knew that wasn’t in the cards for me. We did have a nice day together, and went shopping in the states with our youngest daughter. We decided to make that our Anniversary “thing” because we needed to buy Freon for the van (which hubby fixed on Sunday) which you can’t purchase here in Canada. Had a nice lunch at TGI Friday’s, and made it home in time to pick up the Teen and go see “UP”, which is really an awesome movie. We cried, we laughed, we left smiling.

Back to shopping though… Slim pickin’s down there (in the US) lately. A lot of junk, and the prices are getting worse than they are here. I’m all about deals – love shopping and love getting a good deal even more. It’s the Garagesaler in me, and being used to shopping wholesale. I’m spoiled, thats what it is! Anyway, it was hardly worth going considering what we brought back. The only reason to shop south of the border is to get things “cheap”. Well, 2 reasons really – sometimes you’ll find something “different” that you won’t find in Canada. Otherwise it’s pretty pointless, and our money is better spent in Canada, where it can aid our own merchants. We didn’t leave too much of it down there this time.

We used to shop in Target a lot – but we didn’t even bother going there this time. A lot of crap, and their prices have been steadily rising for the past couple of years. Same with Burlington Coat Factory, which I really find depressing. The purses were UGLEEEEEEE, the shoes were ridiculous, unless you appreciate stilettos that make you look like a hooker. The clothes were “meh”, and over priced. The only clothes I bought this time were at K-Mart, of all places! I bought a black satin over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder, and a cute PJ set for the Teen.

I bought a few things in Tops grocery-wise. They have different spices than we do here, and a better selection of some baking items. Sometimes you can find really great deals. I make a point of signing up for all the points/discount loyalty cards at places I go to in the states. This time when we went through Tops, I ended up saving about $15 off the total bill, just because of the loyalty card discounts. Nice! I also got a good deal on some books at Borders – again my loyalty card paid off. We get hosed on book prices up here – although I generally buy my books at Costco if I can find them there first.

Confession: I love shopping at Big Lots. True, most of them are holes – filthy, low brow, and full of absolute crap. BUT there are the odd gems that you’ll find, plus the aisles of dry goods  that make it worthwhile wandering through (just bring your hand sanitizer with you). You’ll find excellent bargains on all sorts of things, from kids’ snacks to ethnic foods. Always worth a pass through.

Where else did we go… I guess that was it! My heart just wasn’t it in after we went all that way to get to the Burlington Coat Factory, and walked out with nothing. Talk about a mood killer!

So, happy anniversary to my wonderful hubby; the solid, loving man that I can always count on. 18 years has gone by in the blink of an eye! Your arms are where I consider myself home.