There was a time when Karen I would go for a walk and I would have to keep waiting for her and telling her to "Hurry up, Karen. We are going to be late" or booting her along the sidewalk (more like dragging). This morning I walked her to Adventure camp. Usually we have Cameron along and I have an excuse to  lag behind her or tell her to wait up. Because he is at that stage where I have to keep telling him "Hurry up, Cameron. We are going to be late.". Well today I had no such excuse. She was still speeding off ahead of me and more than a couple times I had to tell her to wait for me. I'm thinking "I'm old and fat and it's hot. Gimme a break will ya" but I can't say that because she has no control over what comes out of her mouth and she would be repeating that to everybody she saw. But that's what I was thinking. I thought just maybe they would tire her out today. Nope. She walked ahead of me most of the way home too. She even had the nerve to say we should go all the way back to the grocery store when I realized I forgot bagels. She wasn't carrying the grocery bags but I offered to let her and then we could go all the way back to the store for bagels. She said she could do without the bagels. Me too.

OK, so my wonderful lovely charming husband blogged yesterday about a teeny tiny mistake I made yesterday. I simply misplaced my debit card. But I found it, all is well. He did not mention, however, that he made a boo boo of his own. We drove to Peace River yesterday to see Harry Potter (YAY!). The movie, btw is very good. Anyways, we are in the car, talking about something, I can't even remember what. But we got onto the topic of the Olympics. Which made me ask whatever happened to the Commonwealth Games? Oh, I remember, there was something on the radio about the Pan American Games. Doesn't matter really. So he is obvoiusly trying to figure out in his mind when the last Commonwealth Games were. He says "Lets see, it's 1997..." and I said "excuse me?" to which he replies "Oh, I mean, 1987" and I look at him like this    and he looks like this  . And then he tries to cover it up with "Hi, I'm 14". So next time he tries to be all innoccent and  pretend like I did something silly and he didn't, I'll just have to remind him how old he is.

The nerve of some people. What I would like to do is call them nasty names but those names likely arn't allowed here. Anyways, to start at the beginning, my cousin lives in the U.S. although she was born in Canada. She moved down there because her smarts and skills were very highly sought after by some very well known companies. To make a long story short(er) she got married, had a baby and a few years ago they decided to try to get immigration going to come back to Canada some day. Well a few months ago this finally started to look like a possibility, but it seems that whenever something starts to look good for her, something else comes up. Which it did and it just keeps getting worse. First she was dignosed as Diabetic, which seems to run rampant in my family. Very soon after that she found out she was pregnant. Actually the diabetes is more or less under control with insulin and diet. The pregnancy however is not as agreeable. She has been in and out of the hospital with bad bleeds, as in lose the baby and bleed to death bad. But they kept sending her home and back to work because hospital beds are scarce (not to mention expensive) and she can't afford to take any time off. After all she is going to have a baby. Input here immense guilt felt by me as I kept asking "why don't they put you on bedrest?" and she kept having to explain to me not only do you have to pay for all those doctors visits in the States but there is no "sick pay" either. Well then she was at work the other day and since she is so weak from the pregnancy and all and her immune system is down in the dumps she is vomiting all the time, to the point where she can't breathe and passes out. They found her like this at work about two weeks ago, sent her home where it happened again and the doctor finally put her on bedrest for a week. Did I mention that she is a very important person at this company? Well they started to call her at home and harrass her. To which she basically told them to go away and leave her alone (not really what she said, she used much stronger words) and somewhere the word "fired" came into the conversation. She went back to work after the week of bedrest, still sick, where they fired her for sleeping on the job. SLEEPING!! OMG she was passed out in a pool of her own vomit!! Anyways they are making her work two more weeks or she won't get paid her accrued vacation pay. Again insert immense guilt felt by me as she is explaining how she can barely afford her house any more, let alone to have a baby or move back to Canada. I hope this will prove to be one of those 'everything happens for a reason' situations or one of those clouds with a silver lining. Otherwise the whole situation just really sucks. On a brighter note we made a vow that when we are both old widows with nobody to look after but ourselves we will move to the farm and be old and crotchety together. Now THAT is something to look forward to.