Weird is normal isn't it?

I really have nothing new to report...but I feel bad about not posting anything new in a while. So really I'm just here to babble today. Welcome to my babble day! It's official.
So people have been telling me lately that I'm a weirdo. I don't find that this statement is true...I'm just different. I like to have fun and break the box mold of normal.
At work I'm a hostess...working my way up to becoming a server. I work with about 5 other girls who are also hostess'. I like to have fun while I'm working and part of this fun is to bug them. The one girl, let's call her Alisha(that is really her name and that's why I said let's call her that...so it's not that I'm being creative and making up names to call these people..I just use the names they gave me...it's more convienient and honest). Anyways, Alisha was working in the back of the restaurant making sure all the plates were garnished properly and all that. Every time I walked past her I would tell her that she was in my way. This was funny because there was always at least 3 feet between us and she was never in my way. Sometimes I would yell it at her when she was on the opposite side of the room from me. It made me laugh and yet some would say that this behaviour was what they would call "Weird". It reminded me of the movie Night at the Roxberry when the club owner would accuse Huewy of grabbing his rear. Little things people, little things make me smile. My attitude is you gotta find your own funnies.
Random thing: I really can't wait to try out snowboarding again this winter. Oh yes people, I'm going to conquer and distroy! Ok, maybe just distroy.....my body. But it will be fun and I'm sure it will indeed bring about a whole new load of update stories.

I had the crap scared out of me....never was meant to be taken literally

Funny story. My dad was chasing my cat around the house with a plastic bag. Normally she loves plastic bags but this time she was acting scared of it and was running away making noises that I've never heard come from her before. As she ran away from him she left something behind. Poop! She literally had the crap scared out of her.

Embarassment 101

Ok, so even though I made two out of three comments on my last blog post I still technically still received one. So with that said I am now able to update my blog with a clear conscience. So I'm going to tell you a couple of embarrassing stories just to put a smile on your face. I'm going to start with the one about the guy at the door. This just happened the other day so it's very fresh in my mind.
This young lad came to the door and rang the doorbell. I was sitting in the family room watching tv and got up and ran to the door. As soon as I opened the door I shouted at the guy thinking it was either my brother or one of his friends. I shouted "WE DON'T HAVE ANY MORE CANDY NOW LEAVE US ALONE!!!!" At this the young lad replied, "Can you please sign this?" That's right people he was just delivering a package. I was so embarrassed and tried back peddling. I told him that I'm not really a crazy person I just thought that he was one of my brother's friends. He didn't seem to really care, he just wanted to get away from me as quickly as possible. I can't say that I blame him.
Today was a good day for blog material. Two stories came out of today. If my brother had a blog he too would have a great material day. Maybe I'll use his wonderful/tragic stories to enhance my blog updates. Hmm...I think my brain cell is working. Ok, so do you want to hear my stories from today? How about I tell them to you then. The first one is something that looking back on I should have said, ok that's a great sign of how the rest of my night is going so maybe I should go home and stay there. But no I didn't listen to that little voice. Instead I said I am here let me work. My boss asked me to go to the store to pick up some Clamato juice. He needed 4 of the really big ones. I was like, sure. So I went. When I was walking out of the store a penny kept falling out of the bag. I thought this is weird but I'm just going to keep going. My car isn't very far away. So I got to the car no problem. When I got back to work I pulled the two bags of juice out of my car. Just then one of the bags broke. I was like, oh dear. So I put them down gently before the bag completely broke. I rebalanced them and took two steps. Just then the other bag broke. I was like what is going on here. So now I'm balancing four bottles of juice and my purse. Can we say awkward?? While I was working on getting balanced out I heard a guy across the parking lot yell at his friend to come and see. I sure hope he wasn't watching me struggle. I finally reached the door and one of the guys I work with offered to help me. What an angel. What kind of store gives you such flimsy bags?
My second story is a lot more embarrassing than that. Tonight was really busy. Every seat was taken and I had a line up at the door. One of the servers came and asked me if I could help him clean up a mess he made. He dropped two glasses of ice tea and there was ice everywhere. So I cleaned up one handful and went back for the second handful of ice. When I came back though I slipped on a piece of ice that had escaped my hand on the first trip and slipped and fell on my knee and was left lying on the floor in the entry way. Yes people, sprawled out. I heard a lady ask me if I was ok. I was like, yep. Then she asked me if I was sure, I replied nope. Then she asked me again, are you ok. I said, yeah I'm just going to walk it off. I headed to the back of the restaurant and I don't know if it was embarrassment or pain or maybe both but suddenly I started crying. I ran into the washroom and closed the door. I looked at myself in the mirror and asked out loud, why I am crying??? Then I lifted up my pant leg and realized that I had done a number on my knee. So I tried composing myself but my eyes were still red and I headed back to the front of the restaurant to clean up the rest of the water so nobody else would wipe out. The whole time with my eyes on the floor so no one would see that I had been crying. I got to the front and cleaned up with nobody noticing...whew. But I say slip and slide is for outside only! And not on concrete. The first thing that went through my head when it happened though was not oh my goodness everyone has just seen this...but now I know how ice skaters feel when they wipe out on ice...and I only had a cube of it. I think something is seriously wrong with me to think of jokes while trying to cling onto life. Ok, maybe that was a little dramatic. Ah, let's just go with that. So I hope you're having a better day!

My weekend Adventures Part 2

So I left off telling you that Dawn and I were going out on the town. We were heading towards a birthday party. On the way there Dawn laughed and said that every time she goes down this one street she is reminded of what I said about it. You see to me it seems like a street that I wouldn't ever go down because it doesn't look like it goes any where. But she likes to take this route to go into downtown Vancouver...Who would have known. If it was me driving I totally wouldn't have gone that way. But I also don't live there and I would most likely get us lost so it's a good thing she was driving. Anyways, when we got to the restaurant Dawn prayed that God would open up a parking spot that she could just drive into instead of parallel park. Well people, he answers prayers. So we parked and headed over towards the restaurant. Just as we started walking it started to rain. So we ran. When we got to the restaurant nobody was there yet so we were going to call them. But Dawn realized then that she forgot her phone in the car. So she ran back to the car to get it. Oh yeah, on our run to the restaurant we ran into a guy who asked us for some money so he could stay at a hostel. So I gave him a loonie because that's all I had and apparently he didn't take debit(I asked) and Dawn gave him the rest that he needed. So awesome of her. Anyways, back to the birthday party thingy. When Dawn got back from the car she pulled me out of the restaurant and told me that they changed their minds and location of the party. So we walked to the new destination. When we got there we were greeted by the birthday girl and a few of her friends(and sister). She explained that they couldn't seat us until half of the party was there. As we waited(for a whole 5 minutes) the hostess' gave away one our tables. So now instead of having 3 tables for 15 people we now had 2 tables for 15 people...Not going to work. So understandably the birthday girl was upset. She had been there for 40 minutes already waiting to guarantee a table and within the last 5 minutes they gave away one of her tables(they don't take reservations at this restaurant). So 15 of us squeezed into a place meant for only 10 until another table kitty corner from us opened up. So 10 of them went and sat over there while the other 5 of us sat at the original table. It was still a lot of fun though. Our waitress did a great job. I ordered the diva salad. And when I ordered it I did the criss cross snap motion...That's right people I'm a diva(at least when I eat salad). It was soo yummy though. It had dried cranberries which was my favorite part. I use to hate cranberries until I was about 23 and then I tried them at a place called "Lady of the Lake" in Brandon on my turkey sandwich and since that moment I could put them on almost any thing. So good. Anyways, it was a really great salad. At the end of the meal we all sat around and talked and had a great time getting to know eachother.
At the very end the waitress came over and asked us if anyone had used valet parking. A few of us had and she said she would get the cars ready so that we wouldn't have to wait outside in the rain. In other words we were getting kicked out. This wouldn't have been such a big deal to me normally because we had been sitting there for a long time after we were done but we were still with the other table that was still eating. People, just because we aren't sitting together any more because of your stupid giving away tables doesn't mean that we are now two parties. It's still one birthday party. Needless to say I was very unimpressed with the hostessing staff.
We then went back to Dawn and Corrie's house and relaxed and talked about the evening.
The next morning I headed back to Kelowna, I wanted to beat any kind of extreme weather that might be coming. And according to the news it was a good thing I did. Apparently there was a mud slide that I missed by coming home early in the day. Yay!!! Until next time peeps, peace out.

Weekend Adventure Part One

This past weekend I went down to the coast to visit my sister and her wonderful family. The trip down was quite the adventure. It was extreme weather the entire time. When I first left Kelowna it was 3 in the afternoon. It was cloudy but nice. Once I got into the mountains(a whole 15 mins later) I was surrounded by fog. Not just any fog but fog so thick I couldn't see a car length in front of me. After I finally came out of the fog, which lasted all the way to Merritt from before Brenda Mine Road(so roughly an hour and a half because I could only go 30 clicks at some parts), I stopped for something to eat and some gas. Not gas from the stuff I would eat but gas for my car...sicko..where was your mind at? Anyways, then I headed back onto the road to encounter a new extreme weather condition. Rain. Yes rain is extreme in BC. I could hardly see anything and my car kept getting caught in puddles and pulled in different directions. Destination desired...Dawn and Corrie's house. Direction the puddles wanted me to go...over the cliff. But I won that battle. So getting to their house took me 5 hours to get to. That's right people..5 hours. That's like an hour and a half too long. Once I got there the first thing Gabriel told me was that he wasn't allowed to have candy because he had misbehaved at school. Then he continued on to ask me if I wanted to have one of his candies. I of course can not refuse candy and agreed. I thought, wow how sweet is he. He asked me if I wanted smarties but I said no because I know those are his favorite. But he insisted that I take them. So I agreed after a long debate. As soon as I opened the box both Grace and Gabriel were there waiting for me to share. So of course I shared them. It's just not right to eat candy in front of kids. After we ate the Smarties I sent home the babysitter(actually she asked me if it was ok that she left and I said sure...there goes my chance of making a new friend). Then I got Grace ready for bed and asked Gabriel if he could get his PJ's on but he didn't need to go to bed yet. He did right away. So easy to take care of these two kids....love it! Then Grace went to bed shortly after and Gabriel and I stayed up and watched half of Spider Man 2. Then he went to bed and I read a magazine. A little later Dawn and Corrie walked in the door. But before they came home I had talked to Dawn on the phone and she informed me that I had been tricked by a 5 year old. He wasn't suppose to have any candy and I shared the candy which he gave me knowing that I would probably give him some. Tricky! I had been had! So he had to hand over all his Smarties the next day. Ouch!
On Saturday I was woken up by Gabriel. He came into the room in which I was sleeping and so quietly said, Aunty M it's time to get up. I looked up at hime and said, how about 10 more minutes. He agreed. Then he came back and woke me up again. Again in the quiet voice. I said um...I can't hear you and then covered my head with a pillow. That's when he started to yell....you see it was a game that we created in that moment...we do this often. When I got down stairs Dawn apologized to me for Gabriel yelling at me to wake up. I just laughed and then told her that we were playing. She seemed relieved. haha.
Then Dawn and Corrie got ready to go to a mass. But before they went Dawn made the spagetti sauce and bread for lunch. So really I had it so easy. I had to make noodles, a salad and heat the bread....simple. Grace was down for a nap, Gabriel was entertained by cartoons...I just had to focus at the task at hand. Once lunch was ready Grace woke up...perfect timing...and we all sat down and talked while we ate. They are such funny kids. After lunch was over I started cleaning up and Gabriel came up to me and said, um...we're hungry. I was like what? We just had lunch. He told me he was still hungry though. So I offered him the rest of his lunch that he didn't eat. He obviously wasn't that hungry because he didn't want that. He was like, can I have a candy? I said no you've already had a candy and that was our agreement. How about a banana. He was ok with that but he wanted an apple too. I said no you have to decided a banana or an apple? He chose the banana. I told him that if he's still hungry after the banana he can have an apple or wait until his mom and dad got home to have an apple....which ever one came first. Well, Dawn and Corrie came home while both chillin's were eating bananas(I look like such a health nut aunty..haha) and the whole apple thing got forgotten about.
When they got home they had lunch and I read a magazine and the chillin's played amongst themselves. Corrie thought Dawn and I were crazy for reading instead of visiting but I think we were both quite happy. In the afternoon it was quite gloomy outside so it was an inside day. I remember waking up from a nap that I didn't know I was going to take, just in time to get ready to go out on the town. But that adventure is for my next post.

Too much of a good thing is just too much.

So, to catch you all up I have a job. I am currently working at Kelsey's Restaurant. Right now I'm a hostess but I'm working my way up to a serving position. This is hard for me to do, not because the job is hard, but because I'm use to being a server. But all is good. However, the day I got this job I was also offered a part time postion at Ricki's clothing store. But that's not enough you see because I was also offered a casual position at Bootlegger. That's right people, 3 jobs. I decided not to take the second two jobs, even though they were both willing to work around Kelsey's and eachother(they're a joint company). The reason I didn't take those two as well was because I'm working a lot...and a lot of split shifts. It's hard to work around that. So that's the news on that.
Just yesterday I thought I would do a nice thing and bring home some groceries. When I got home though my dad had the same thought. Not only did we both bring home groceries but we bought the same groceries. Not even kidding people. It was scary and funny all at the same time. All I can say is that we'll be eating healthy for the next little while so if you're wanting junk....you'll have to bring your own. I love junk though...don't get me wrong...but I'm starting to eat really good food again. But have you tried those new Sunchips...Salsa. Let me tell you..if you haven't tried them yet you haven't even started to live. Ok, that was a little intense. Let's try that again. If you haven't tried Salsa Sunchips you haven't even started to live. Ok there it is again...so it must be true. Let's just go with it.
Until next time. Peace Out

I'm a Flasher!!!

Since I've been in Kelowna I have traumatized my brother in more ways than one. The first time I was sitting in my room talking on the phone. How is this traumatizing you ask? Well, if you've ever heard me talk then you know...just kidding. I actually forgot that I now live with other people. From having lived by myself for the last 5 years I have forgotten a few things. One of these things would be closing the door when you're getting ready to change. So back to the story. I was talking on the phone and decided that I would be more comfy in my pj's. But as this thought was going through my head I wasn't only talking on the phone but my brother was approaching my room. I talked to him for a few minutes and then he turned and walked away...I then started to act on my subconscience thought of changing my shirt but Cameron turned back around and started heading into my room again....just as he entered he said something to me, I responded and then started to....well you know...he was like, Michelle...you can't just do that. heehee...oops. Traumatization #1 has now been completed.
The second time I got him, well actually it didn't traumatize him as much as it did his girlfriend. I have this thing about doing hand checks. So I randomly decide when I'm going to enter into his room and yell out..."Hand Check" in which they need to respond by holding up their hands and then I leave. Not so bad...that's what big sisters are for right? What I didn't know though was that Cameron had just told her about this little thing that I do and she just dismissed the thought as Cameron telling lies. Well when I did a hand check not five minutes after he told her she was in shock. I entered into the room...yelled hand check..my brother right away lifted his hands....Amber however did not. I again yelled...hand check in which she responded accordingly. Traumatization #2 is now complete.
The third time I got him was actually last night. This was a complete accident and I embarassed myself more than anything else. I was talking on the phone again while sitting in the living room with my brother. I was wearing a skirt and yes I talk with my hands a lot. I don't know what my skirt got caught on but suddenly it was attached to my hand and my hand was in the air. That's right, I flipped up my skirt in front of my brother. He was like, ahh Michelle. That's when I started laughing...the awkward laugh and my friend Miguel was talking to me both times this flashing my brother thing came up. He was like, Michelle...stop flashing your bro. It was really funny...maybe you had to be there....Anyways, traumatization #3 is complete.
The fourth time I got him was again last night. I did another hand check except this time was at an awkward time....for all of us. I entered into the room...yelled out hand check...and realized that they had the door closed for a good reason...they were kissing. So I quickly exited and went downstairs and played with my cat. We were playing hide and seek and I entered into my brother's room to hide...again they were all awkward but I was just hiding. I left his room and they soon left after. She actually thanked me for breaking them apart because she was about to be late for curfew. I was like, oops...sorry..hee hee. I'm the meanest big sister ever. Traumatization #4 is complete.
That's all the scoop I've got for you today. Now look at your brother's and sister's with gratitude that they don't do this to you! Until next time.