Duhar.

Screen Shot 04-03-17 at 08.29 AM When I took Buddy out for his early morning walk yesterday morning I noticed that twice someone had graffittied duhar on our driveway in chalk and I thought that maybe it was some gang and that it was some sort of gang symbol , targeting our house as they intended to return and rob us….but as it turned out it was one of my own kids and not a gang afterall; they had “delayed” April Fool’s Day a few days later as on Saturday no one was home to celebrate it and prank anyone as the 17 YR old was away at a Cadets activity, the 13 YR old was at a youth group event, the 15 YR old had her cheerleading competition and the 22 YR old was at his jiu-jitsu.

I thought it was doo-har but it was actually d’har as in what d’har? so of course they all got a big laugh over it, and as well they had hung 8 or so potatoes suspended from the hall ceiling on the second floor but by the time I saw it there were only 2 left hanging, and someone also put a wart pad on the handle of the toilet, and the 13 YR old replaced the 15 YR old’s framed photo studio portrait on the wall with a framed colour diagram of the human body, complete with internal  organs as she has this “thing” about human anatomy; it really grosses her out,and she always shrieks, too much H.B! (human body) I’m sure they must have done other things,too, but that’s all that I found out about…

I finally got my nails filled in and touched up as well; I just went to a salon here and they use the same stuff and the guy doing it was really meticulous with the filing and polishing,too, and the fill-in was only 27$, incl. tax, and when I’d mentioned how my hubby didn’t want to have to wait for me to get my nails done he goes, but isn’t that what marriage is all about? and it made me think, he’s right! and that realization really hit me hard. My hubby also got something on sale and he ended up paying more in tax than he did for the actual item, as they had the nerve to charge the tax based on the cost of the original listed price and not on the reduced actual sale price that he paid! They really do cheat us and rip us off, more than we realize!

The house next door is now also for sale now again as well as the one across the street, and my friend P (from grade 6) and her boyfriend just got back from a cruise to the Mexican Riviera and yesterday they left for another trip to the Caribbean, also still celebrating her 50th birthday! so lucky! He’s a keeper! She should hold on to that one and marry that guy! The 10 YR old always tells Buddy he’s “bad” too even when he doesn’t even do anything(and I tell him not to or else when he really is bad he won’t know the difference and it won’t mean anything) and my mother tersely replied, he’s breathing,that’s enough! She’s just so mean and I’m tempted to draw a swastika on her backpack because she’s so full of hate. She’s just a mean, nasty, spiteful, mean-spirited,vindictive,bitter,hateful old woman!

Biopsy.

screen-shot-01-31-17-at-04-28-pm I had my biopsy done at the doctor’s office. I was an hour late getting in, plus my hubby dropped me off half an HR before my app’t because that’s when he had the time to drive me so I was sitting there for 90 minutes! The biopsy itself only took 10 minutes and I got dressed in a hospital gown, laid on my stomach and was draped with a sterile sheet with only the spot on my shoulder exposed and he injected a local freezing which only hurt a bit, but less than a tattoo, so I didn’t even wince, and then I just felt pressure but no pain, nothing, and he cut a chunk out of my flesh and put one solitary stitch in and put a band-aid on, and that was it. Now I wait 2-3 weeks for the results. Now the freezing’s worn off it just stings a little bit.

My ultrasound results came back normal as well, which is surprising, so nothing to explain my heavy periods or crippling cramps and he just said…..get this… that I’m a woman and it’s just something I have to live with. I couldn’t believe it!  Did you really just f*cking say that to me?  Only a man would say something like that! He also said it would take a YEAR for a referral to a gynecologist and when I asked, “Why, because it’s just a woman’s issue and it’s not taken seriously?” he goes, “No, because you live in Ontario.” F*ck. I was hoping for a hysterectomy like my aunt and cousin had for their heavy, painful periods. I’m too old for this shit. I don’t need it anymore. My hubby also said with all my medical issues I “have the health of a 60-70 YR old” and I “take more medications than my mother” who’s 75.  At least I did get a prescription for a muscle relaxant though, the only thing he would prescribe me for the cramps.

Dammit.

screen-shot-01-31-17-at-04-44-pm-001 Here is also a photo of my friend in Brazil’s baby, who is now 9 months old. Just because she’s so adorably cute! She has got to be the cutest baby that I’ve ever seen and whenever I see photos of her it just makes me smile, and I had the new Blackforest Cake milkshake at Harvey’s and it was oh-so -good,probably even worth the cramps and diarrhrea I know I’m going to suffer later from the cream, and the shooter in the Quebec mosque shooting where 6 people were killed and 19 injured( 2 critically) surprisingly isn’t being charged with terrorism,either, likely because he’s not a Muslim; the victims  are Muslims but the shooter is a home-grown, white, non-Muslim, French Canadian, so they’re just calling it a shooting instead of a terrorist attack and he’s just being charged with murder and not also terrorism charges. It was also clearly a hate crime but he hasn’t been charged with that,either, and he said he was “inspired” by Donald Trump’s policies. It will also be interesting to see how the media will try and “spin” this attack and try and blame it on the Muslims…

There are no words. I’m just so sick of all the hate. An American friend of mine on Facebook told me I’m “ignorant” too for “not seeing that Muslims are enemies that want to destroy us and that we should ban them and protect our borders” and I told him that refusing to hate isn’t being ignorant but rather it’s the other way around,and I refuse to hate. If you get so paranoid that you build walls, become divisive, fearful, and develop and Us VS Them mentality then the terrorists win. Trump banning people from mostly Muslim countries also reminds me of how it started with treatment of Jews in Nazi Germany. No one should be singled out, targeted, or “blacklisted” because of their faith.

The Ultrasound.

screen-shot-01-24-17-at-08-27-am I had my pelvic ultrasound done at the hospital to hopefully find out the cause of my abdomenal pain, cramps, and heavy and painful periods. They focused on my uterus and ovaries and I had to drink 1 L of fluid an HR before and not go pee( the hardest part, esp. since I always have to go pee) as they wanted a full bladder as they get a better image that way. They gave me the option of the usual abdomenal scan or a trans-vaginal scan where they shove the wand up your you-know-what. Guess which one I chose? The trans one’s just,well…..creepy; that’s just nasty, so I went with the abdomenal scan and only if they find something concerning and only then if they want to get a closer, more detailed look then I’ll allow the more invasive test.They also asked how many pregnancies I’ve had, incl. ones that didn’t result in live births, so I told her, 11 kids and 6 miscarriages. I made sure to make clear that they were miscarriages, that I’d lost them,as I didn’t want them to wrongly think that I’d had abortions, as I’m notbaby killer!

Of course the technician never actually tells you the results; you have to wait until you see your doctor, and they won’t even hint or give away any clues, but I did get a glimpse at the screen of when she was scanning one of my ovaries and I could see a lump on it(which on the image looked like 2 round balls; the ovary itself and something growing on it) that she was taking measurements of, so if I’m correct it could be a tumour, indicating ovarian cancer, although I did have a cyst on my ovary YRS ago,too, so it could just be that, but ovarian cysts do often later develop into cancer, but I’ll find out next week when I go see my doc for my biopsy for the lesion on my shoulder.

As well, my cannabis oil I’d ordered arrived only it was supposed to be delivered right to my door, and that’s the shipping that I’d paid for but shitty Canada Post didn’t do their job as usual and I received an e-mail saying they’d tried to deliver it but no one answered so I had to go down to the post office with gov’t ID and the notice they’d left me and go pick it up…..but they never did come by or leave any notice as I was tracking it and knew it was to arrive so someone was always home waiting for the delivery and no one came to the door or rang the doorbell all day! They outright lied; they were just too damn lazy to even bother to try and deliver it and just had it go straight from the truck right back to the post office without even coming  to our house, so I had to go all the way down to the post office in a snowstorm to get it!(it was hard to get my hubby to drive me too and he even told me to walk even though I can’t walk that far, and even walking just to church leaves me huffing and puffing and breathless)  Doesn’t it figure,though, my typical bad luck, and Canada Post can kiss my big bountiful bootiful booty! I also told the medical marijuana supplier to send it by courier from now on as Canada Post is NOT reliable, just like everything else in this shithole. I was just soooo mad!!

I was trying to make the 9 YR old laugh as well and he hit me in the face and got me right in the eye and told me to go away and it just broke my heart, making me feel like a dejected dog with it’s tail between it’s legs; whenever I try to reach out to the kids they always just reject me and push me away so why do I even bother? Sometimes it just feels like I keep banging my head against the wall. Maybe I should just give up and walk away. When do I reach a point when I realize there’s nothing more I can do and enough is enough and I should just stop trying?  My mother also was telling him that chocolate has something in it that “makes you smart” and he remarked, “Then how come Mama’s not smart?”(because I eat alot of chocolate) and  my family’s so abusive to me and it really hurts but they don’t care.

Trudeau.

screen-shot-01-13-17-at-10-42-am The other night a few of the kid had the opportunity to see PM Trudeau….or so they thought. They even had spots reserved and everything. The 22 YR old, his GF, the 17 YR old,and the 13 YR old were all set  to go and registered to go see and hear the PM speak at a public event in a nearby town and they were so excited since he is a celeb afterall, not to mention the fact that he’s also hot( which I agree he also is) esp. the 17 YR old who just loooooves him! She’s his number 1 fan, the ultimate fan girl and groupie and she she just couldn’t wait to meet him! She was also hoping for a selfie with him( which he’s known for) and maybe even him to autograph her shirt she was wearing of him,too….it would almost be like me getting to meet Bob Marley.

They arrived at the venue an HR early and the line-ups were already going down something ridiculous like 4 blocks long….long story short: they never even got in. Despite having registered online……so did a thousand other people too….and the venue only held 700…..they said they “hadn’t anticipated such a large crowd” and gave out more tickets than they had availability for……dumbest mistake ever! You should only hand out how many tickets you have space for. They said that even other ticket-holders that had been waiting there for 2 HRS still didn’t get in either; it was already full to capacity. They had waited in line for a good HR…..and all for nothing, they were turned away as it was full.They’re lucky that there wasn’t a riot.Needless to say they were beyond disappointed. Yet something else that’s half-assed in this country. I can’t say that I’m really all that surprised, but it’s too bad that they got their hopes up like that only to be dashed.

I also read about an upcoming abortion storyline on Degrassi, Next Class and the teen girl character that has it doesn’t even have the slightest bit of remorse, regret, or sadness; just relief,and she goes back to her homework assignment as if nothing out of the ordinary has occurred,and they portray it as completely harmless and without risk, and as clinical as getting a wart removed when really it’s killing a baby, murdering a child,and they treat it like it’s some sort of  rite of passge for all women when it’s not(I only knew 2 people that ever did it; my friend’s older sister who was 25, and a girl in high school who was a slut and bitch so I really wasn’t surprised), and I find it very disturbing ,misleading, one-sided, cold, callous, heartless, propaganda,and not right.

Pogue Mahone.

screen-shot-01-08-17-at-12-57-pm Did I ever tell you the story of where I got my screen-name Pogue Mahone from? I got it several YRS ago when I was in Dublin. It’s actually an Irish Gaelic phrase, pogmothoin, which means, kiss my arse. I thought it was just the funniest, most hilarious thing ever, plus it sounds like an actual name, and the oldest and I also collaborated and together we even invented this comical cartoon character we named Pogue Mahone that has an actual ass for a face,and I decided to use Pogue Mahone as my screen-name online, for this blog, for Facebook, etc. for anything where I want privacy, it’s my alias. I silently chuckle inside every time I use it because I know what it means yet very few other people do, unless, of course, they happen to be Irish, and I’ve had a few of them comment on it, saying they know what it means and it cracks them up, but others have no idea,and I even got a letter addressed to me once as , “Dear Ms. Mahone…..” It was the funniest thing ever.

So now you know.

As well I also have this weird headache for the past few days but it’s not a migraine, and I feel dizzy with it,too, and Tylenol won’t even get rid of it and I can’t quite figure out what it is, and I also feel light-headed, and I have an app’t with my doctor next week to have him check out the lesion on my back/shoulder that I highly suspect is a melanoma/skin cancer and I know that he won’t have any idea what it is( he can’t even tell his ass from a hole in the ground!) but will have to refer me on to a dermatologist but at least I’ll eventually find out.

It’s snowing yesterday and today as well and I like going for a  walk when it’s snowing, it’s like living in a snow-globe and there’s almost something magical about it, and I also heard the gov’t has banned the sale of menthol cigarettes now; more  Fascist Big Brother policies banning and regulating everything yet again, telling citizens what we can and can not do, and even in North Korea (which clearly is a dictatorship) they don’t ban or regulate cigarettes, and surprisingly even weed is legal there, too….so when your country starts banning stuff that even one of the most closed-off, secretive, brutal, suppressive,and harsh regimes allows freely then you know democracy is dead and you’re in trouble….

The Lights.

screen-shot-11-27-16-at-06-44-pm These are our outdoor Christmas lights! Over-the-top, yes, I know. My hubby always over-does it and out-does himself every YR and it gets sooooo tacky it looks like Snoopy’s doghouse, The Griswold’s house,or the Vegas Strip! I bet it’s even visible from space, and that NASA satellites can take pictures of it and they can see it from the International Space Station! They blink and flash on and off and even play music,too, and you can’t see it but there’s an image projected in light on a screen on a wall, but I draw the line at inflatables; those things are just crossing a line. There’s tacky….and then there’s tacky.

As well, I have to adapt to life with my new nails, incl. wiping my ass, opening up a can of pop, pulling up zippers and doing up buttons, washing my hair,attaching Buddy’s collar and leash, typing,etc. it’s a whole new world, but they make me feel glamorous,and  I know I’ll never be pretty and I’ll never be thin again but I can still have funky hair and pretty nails. I’m also worried my mother’s kidneys might be failing as she’s had lower back pain for the past week and hasn’t peed much all day today and her BP was low, but she got her blood taken and sees her doctor next week so we’ll see….

screen-shot-11-29-16-at-12-48-pm I also ordered this “smoking” shirt yesterday online for a Cyber Monday special( I saved 10$) even though it was actually  on a Tuesday but I’ve always been behind everyone else all the time,anyway! The funny thing is, I was looking for this exact shirt in the mall but never found it, so I did a Google search for “images” and when I found this picture I went to the site….and it turned out to be “Rasta Empire”……a company I already had bookmarked that I had ordered stuff from before! I was so high  as well that I thought there was a portal thru our Christmas tree,  and I don’t want to have to kill myself due to a threat that’s returned from my past,either, and endangers me, but unless there’s a miracle and it resolves in my favor, I won’t,  and  can’t live like that,and just don’t have the strength anymore to fight it or to endure living thru that nightmare again; it broke me the first  time and I simply don’t have anything left to do it again.

I heard as well that PM Trudeau is not going to Cuba to attend Castro’s funeral as it would “anger” people and it is “inappropriate” to do so,etc. but it’s actually disrespectful and rude to not go; whenever a world leader dies it’s expected protocol that other world leaders or their emissaries attend and to not go is poor manners, a sign of disrespect and just plain rude. It’s not every diplomatic,either, which is surprising considering our 2 countries get along well.What an asshole.

The Loaner.

screen-shot-10-31-16-at-09-02-am This is our loaner car while our van is in the shop for repair. It even has heated seats and steering wheel! Oooh, how swank! It’s a different model than ours, but still has 7 seats like ours, and it oddly has a Quebec license plate! The kids don’t like it and think it’s “ugly” because it’s white(?????) but I think it looks nice,and it looks new,too. Ours won’t be ready until the 11th as the damage is extensive. The part didn’t arrive until yesterday and it’s been at least a couple of weeks since the accident so now it can finally get fixed at long last. I’m just glad that we have a car in the meantime; can you imagine going that long without one?

As well, yesterday the oldest and the 18 YR old in Edmonton sent me smart-alecky e-mails on “Satan’s Day” with the message: HAPPY HALLOWEEN! MAY SATAN’S DARKNESS BLESS YOU AND GUIDE YOU ON THIS HOLY DAY. to get me all riled up ,and when I was walking Buddy a neighbour also wished me a “Happy Hallowe’en!” so I just told her, “We don’t celebrate that!” Ugh.  I’m just so glad that’s over for another YR! I also had a dream last night I was supposed to move back to my old Toronto house( again) and kept waiting,and waiting, and waiting,and days passed, and it turned out my mother had made an offer but the current owners never responded to it yet….I wonder if it’s symbolic of me in real life praying to God every night to die? I ask Him to take my life as I’m just waiting  to die…..yet nothing happens…it’s like I make an “offer” and He doesn’t reply…and so I wait…

I also had an argument with my friend F ( who I have known since we were 12 and he’s now an accountant) on Facebook: he was mad at one of his FB friends who posted they immigrated here but regret it due to the too-high taxes and he told them if they don’t like it to go back where they came from( sounding like the rhetoric from a racist redneck Canadian even though he’s an immigrant himself; he moved here from China with his family when he was a kid!) and I agreed with his other friend; taxes here are way too high(we are one of the most highest taxed countries in the world) and it’s not uncommon for immigrants to move here and then become disillusioned and regret it once they arrive and find out that it’s not what they’d expected, thought it was, or were led to believe(I know someone who hated it and went back after only a few months, and another who stayed but hates the racism she faces); it’s not the wonderful place it makes itself out to be and thinks it is, and portrays itself out to be to prospective immigrants,with the high taxes, unaffordable housing and living costs, police abuses, treatment of Native people, blatant racism , prevalent anti-immigration attitudes, Fascist Nanny-State gov’t. and policies, etc. and many new immigrants regret their decision and want to go back but they have no $$$$ to as they spent it all to come  here so they’re just stuck…..

….and then he rips into me saying, “Canada’s not good enough for you?”(actually, no, it’s not, and I was thinking more along the lines of Europe, Australia, New Zealand, or the Caribbean) and “If you don’t like it, then move” and I said I wish I could but I can’t afford to move,and he says it’s due to “poor $$$$ management” and NOT due to taxes or the country…..uh, excuse me? It’s NOT poor $$$ management(we don’t even have $$$ to manage!) when mortgage or rent takes 50% of people’s income,monthly  hydro bills are 600$, and income tax takes 40%; no one can afford to live! I half-expected him to un-friend me, even though it’s childish to un-friend someone just because you disagree with them, but he did un-friend a mutual friend of ours over a disagreement last YR.but so far he hasn’t….sheesh….some people…and you’d think he’d be more understanding to other immigrants,too!