Bob ‘Mon And Sunflowers.

 

 

I have been looking in the stores for awhile now for a 2019 Bob Marley wall calendar for the wall beside my computer, for my little nook in the play room but I haven’t been able to find it, not even at the malls in Kingston or Toronto, not even in the kiosk that sells calendars,  not even in record stores or card stores,not even both my hubby and I always checking in  to look every time we’re in the area, and so I was starting to get worried, Oh, shit….what if they’re not making them anymore? What if they don’t have them this year? either that, or they only have a few at each location and they sell out quickly; either way I’m having trouble finding it and not able to get one, so I decided to go on the website of the calendar distributor and see at least if it’s even available, and I was relieved and pleased to find out that it still is, as it rightfully should be since Bob Marley is a classic and his music is eternal.

So now I have the dilemma: do I wait and see if it ever comes in the stores and save on shipping costs( I’m really big on not having to pay shipping, esp. here in this country where shipping fees are generally at least the same, if not more, than what you pay for the actual item!) but risk the chance they never do and I miss out (like I often do in life and end up regretting) or order it now online and pay shipping but at least I know I’m guaranteed a calendar, and even with the postal delays with the strike I don’t need it until early January anyway so I still have time…..oh, what to do….

As it turned out, they had a special if you pay 36$ or more you get free shipping and the calendar was 18.99$ before taxes and so I figured Why not just buy another one; get 2 and that way I get free shipping? and at the cost of shipping I might as well get another calendar as it’s practically going to be the same price anyway, and this way I feel better I’m not paying for shipping, and this way I get a Bob Marley and also a sunflowers calendar for my bedroom wall,too! My hubby doesn’t see the logic in it though and fails to see how I “saved” any $$$$ when I ended up actually spending more but for me it makes perfect sense, solves my dilemma, I don’t have to pay shipping, and I end up with an extra calendar!

As well, my mother and I have started listening to Christmas music already. The 11 YR old originally first put it on sort of as a joke to annoy us but it turned out we liked it and it’s already November and Christmas is just next month so it’s really not that early, although I’m still not going to decorate or put up the tree until the end of the month, once Advent begins. Some people argue not to until after Remembrance Day on the 11th but just like not everyone celebrates Christmas, not everyone celebrates Remembrance Day,either, people like me, for example, that don’t glorify the military and war, and that pray for peace and for the innocent victims of war and for an end to war, not to show support and encouragement for those who wage war and kill other human beings!!!!

Buddy has been also trying to hump my leg constantly all day and it’s like he’s attracted to it like a cat is to catnip and I wonder why all of a sudden and then it occurred to me: maybe now it’s the wintery season and I wear long pants and leggings I stop shaving until spring so maybe now my legs are hairy he likes it and it turns him on or something? He’s also extra whiny, protective, guarding to me, and barking as if he’s trying to alert me, as if he can sense and is trying to tell us something’s wrong, and I increasingly think it’s with me, like maybe I’m dying, dying soon, maybe even just a matter of weeks or even days, and he can sense it and it makes him uneasy, and he gets like this before I have a seizure as well. I also do wonder if I have cervial cancer or something,too, esp. as I continue to get more and more fatigued, have no energy, have abdomenal, stomach,and back pain, bloating, nausea, bad fluid retention, and always feel so drained, run-down, deflated,and like something’s literally sucking the life out of me… in any case, if I do die soon, like before next year, at least my family can still use my calendars, and every time they look at them they can be reminded of me.

Shuhada Davitt.

Screenshot_846 Irish singer Sinead O’Connor (who has always been one of my faves) has now converted to Islam and changed her name to Shuhada Davitt! When I first heard the news I felt happy and thought to myself, I hope she’s found what she’s looking for and she’s happy. She and I sort of live similar, parallel lives(all except for the part where she’s famous, rich,and talented and I’m not) as we both have shaved heads, both suffer from bipolar and both have toxic abusive families that treat us like shit, and have both struggled with suicide attempts. I was saddened to see though all the hate and just horrible online comments and reaction people have to her conversion though, just really mean awful things, from calling her names, calling her “crazy”, saying she has to go and get fitted for her suicide vest, etc. and the like.

I was happy for her when I heard the news, happy she had found her way along her spiritual journey and people recoil in revulsion, What would she do that for? I just think she was searching for something spiritually, trying to get closer to God and this was the path she chose, so as long as she’s happy, so what?Muslims still worship the same God, so what’s the problem? I think there are many paths to God, not just one truth. Even my mother (who is known for her acid-tongue and cruel, hurtful comments) even said in response, If they don’t have anything nice to say they shouldn’t say anything at all! In any case, I hope it works well for her and that she finds the peace, happiness and connection to God she’s been looking for and just ignores the haters and just considers where it comes from, it just sucks that people always have to be so horrible and mean though. People suck!

As well, now they’re saying we might even get snow tomorrow,  possibly even 5-10 cm, and my friend A (from Ottawa) and his wife and new baby (now almost 4 months old already!) are in Taiwan visiting her family, and it’s funny too how that’s his first baby and he’s just starting out on his journey into parenthood and I’m finishing off mine; we’re at opposite ends of the spectrum, and my mother said the 19 YR old said she might try to come visit for Christmas afterall! Ooooh, I sure hope so and it would be nice for her to visit her siblings again too and for as much of the family to be back together again as possible.

Today is also my hubby’s birthday; he’s 55, and his birthday(and Father’s Day) are always hard days for me to get thru emotionally as well as the kids always fawn all over him and make such a big deal over it(and they even make home-made cards for him too but they refuse to for me, making it very clear that they like him and delight in rubbing it in my face that I’m not liked or a wanted or celebrated person in this family, which hurts) whereas my birthday and Mother’s Day is practically overlooked, and it feels more like a glaring reminder even more so of how much I don’t belong, don’t fit in and am not welcome here in my own home.

I also forgot I had food cooking in the oven until my mother goes, Do I smell French fries? and then I was like, Uh,oh…. I forgot I had them in the oven! and I quickly ran into the kitchen to check on them and they were pretty well done but luckily not burned yet! I’m like an old woman with dementia; I put things on the stove and forget about it and it’s not the first time I’ve done it,either. My mind is just….going…going…gone. I have dreams alot as well I visit Heaven in my sleep and visit relatives who have died and I also have the impression that I’m preparing to go on a journey as well, so I wonder if maybe I’m dying soon? Maybe that’s how it’s preparing me and getting me ready?

Ice Storm.

icestorm We had a really bad ice storm over the weekend. It was brutal. It looks like snow on the ground but it’s really actually an accumulation of frozen ice pellets. We got freezing rain and then ice pellets which today is supposed to turn to heavy rain,causing flooding. It was so bad that advisories were issued and people were told to hunker down indoors and not drive anywhere and power was out, trees were down, wires were down, and we had hurricane-force winds along with it. So much for spring! What happened to April?

15April2018 This is the front of our street, seen from the veranda. It doesn’t look like the middle of April, does it?Everything was closed due to the ice storm as well, all activities, even the churches were closed so I never had Mass yesterday; everyone just had a quiet day at home, confined to the house, no one going anywhere, but it was actually kind of nice, to take a day off from the world, from life, to just stay at home and not have to go anywhere or do anything. My cousin also said her country club was closed, and even in Toronto the streetcars were down as the tracks were all covered in ice and frozen. As for us, the storm tore off our eavestrough and it went flying over the fence and ended up at the side of the house on the other side, and it also tore off our screen door which fell onto a chair and broke it in half on the backyard porch and broke off more of our fence,too.

When the 11 YR old was being annoying and I told him to go to another room he also snarled at me, Go die(imagine how he’d feel though if I actually did and he’d have to carry that with him for the rest of his life?) and the 16 YR old found out from Patti’s Facebook that her dog’s actually expecting 4 puppies, not 3, and they’re due next week, so Buddy’s going to be a father of 4, and it’s weird though how she’s never posed any “belly shots” of her dog prego and it makes me wonder if she really even is, or if she’s just maybe making the whole thing up…The girls also asked me if white priveledge is real and I told them that sadly, yes, it is, even though most white people will deny it, and I had a dream a dreamboat asked me to a gala as well that was formal and I felt like Cinderella at the ball and said, I never want this night to ever end… and it turned out to be the best day of my life.He was so kind and charming as well that he made me feel beautiful,for the first time ever, which I’ve never felt in my entire life.

Judas.

Judas I still can’t believe that Patti, or shall I say Judas, turned on me, blocked me from her life, used me, and betrayed me like she did. It esp. hurt as I thought she was my friend, and even more so since I don’t make friends easily, I don’t “warm” to people easily, I don’t trust people, don’t get too close to people, and don’t have many friends, so when I do, it means alot to me and it’s something special that I value and when you lose something that you value, something that’s been cultivated, worked on, given loving care and that you cherish and that is rare, it hurts even more when you lose it so I think that’s why it hurts so much why she did what she did, and even more so so abruptly,and without warning or explanation. A false friend is worse than an enemy because at least with an enemy you know what to expect.

The more I actually think about it though I figure, if she’s going to be like that( a user, not a loyal friend, quick to “turn” on and drop a friend, treating friends like that,etc.) then I’m better off without her and don’t need “friends” like that. When I think about it, I’ve always given her birthday and Christmas gifts as well and she’s never given me one, not even once. I guess that might have been a red flag there, a warning sign, that she maybe really wasn’t a true friend, afterall, that she was in it for something else, using me for something, or at the very least that I valued the friendship more than she did and it didn’t mean as much to her as it did to me.

Then there was the fact that she always complained about everything and everyone and was notorious for always reporting her neighbours to the authorities about every little thing and was really super-nosey( I prefer to leave people alone and mind my own business) and she’d always gossip and tell me not-so-nice things about her other friends which I thought was mean,talking behind their backs like that,not something a real friend would do, and made me wonder if she’s saying things like that about them to me, what is she telling them about me, and then when I found out she’s a racist, too…. I don’t need someone like that,and maybe she was just using me for Buddy to impregnant her dog and then cut me off once she got what she wanted and no longer had “use” for me anymore, who knows? My ex-friend J was the exact same way.

HA, it would serve her right if all of the puppies ended up to be male though as she wants to keep a female. The 16 year old even went as far as to say she hopes Patti’s dog and all the puppies die and she ends up with nothing, but I think that’s too mean and I wouldn’t wish that on anybody but it would serve her right if none of them were females and she never ended up with one in the end anyway. I’m better off without her, I know, but losing someone I confided in, trusted, and thought was a good friend still hurts just the same.

KFC I also got the KFC Double-Down with the hot zinger sauce and maple waffle .Isn’t it just glorious? I just took out the waffle as maple is gross but I ate the chicken. A heart-attack waiting to happen, ha,ha, but I figure if it’s the last thing I ate before I died at least I’d die with a full stomach and a smile on my face. I’d die happy. People in USA were also complaining how it’s not fair that we get this up here in Canada and they don’t in USA but it’s almost always the other way; they’re usually the ones that get all these things and we never do, so now they know how we feel like all the time!It sucks here, we lag behind the rest of the world in so many  things!

I still have that splitting headache and it’s unlike any I’ve had before,too,and it’s weird: it’s only on one side of my head and I can feel it in the spines of my sore stiff neck and going up the back of my head and even my ears are throbbing and feel like they’re under pressure, sort of like when you quickly come up from under the water and your ears are all water-logged, my heart beat pulses with each throbbing pain of my head, plus it feels like an ice-pick is jabbing behind my right eye and the pain is so bad that nothing gets rid of it,not ibuprofen 600 mg, Tramadol, Tylenol # 3, Tylenol Sinus, not even weed, and that even relieves the pain of my migraines, but even that doesn’t get rid of this one and it’s been 3-4 days now I’ve had it now. I think I have a fever too so my guess is likely a sinus infection…

Canada 150.

Screen Shot 06-30-17 at 08.26 AM Today is Canada Day, as every 1 July, and it’s a national holiday with big celebrations everywhere only this year even more so as it’s 150 YRS since Confederation, that is, since it actually became an official united country. That’s pretty young for a country,though, esp. when you consider other places such as Greece, Rome, or Egypt. It’s so sad how this country is seriously lacking in culture and history, it’s embarrassing actually.

So there’s this big anticipation and media campaign leading up to it and everyone’s like int his fervour or frenzy or whatever you want to call it, of nationalism and patriotism which I think is never a good thing as it always creates an Us VS Them mentality and is the kind of dogma and thinking that can start wars.It kinds makes me think of North Korea and it’s “Dear Leader” idealology. Personally I’ve never gone for flag-waving and to keep hearing incessantly about it is rubbing me the wrong way,and I’m not alone: while everyone keeps jubilating saying how “wonderful” this country is, and how “lucky” we are to live here,and what a “great” country this is and the “greatest country in the world”, etc.. crap I think that the Native People would beg to differ.(as well as immigrants being treated with anti-immigrant racist sentiment, and Muslims and others being attacked for their faith,colour,or race, etc.)

For the Indigenous People, it’s nothing more than a hurtful reminder of 150 YRS of occupation, oppression, assimilation, marginalization, genocide,  and destruction of their culture, autonomy, and way of life. Before Confederation there were many various different Native tribes and they were self-governing, and enjoyed a rich culture, lived their lives according to their own laws and traditions, and lived in harmony with nature. The past 150 YRS has been nothing but injustice and suffering for the Native people and this nation has done nothing but harm, suppress, and keep down the Natives. There are Native protesters at Parliament Hill today protesting(they keep erecting teepees and the police keep tearing them down and arresting them)and to continue to call attention to their plight and ongoing treatment and poor living conditions, and sub-standard, Third-World education, health care and quality of life.

I don’t celebrate oppression or injustice,either. Canada Sucks! Any country that treats it’s First citizens( or any citizens)like that doesn’t deserve to be celebrated. It’s a human rights violation at it’s worst. While all the mindless indoctrinated “sheeple” will be feeding at the trough, unquestioning and blind, I will be standing alone out in the pasture, at a distance, in silent protest, in solidarity with the Natives, staying far away. I’m never on the side of the majority, ha,ha.

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!

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.