Here's hoping!

My wonderful son worked very had at addressing the problem of people being unable to comment on my blog, he now deams its corrected and it can be done. I thank him for his efforts andnow look foward to some feed back from all of you.Thank you for visiting my blog as well, I'm not a savy as my little sister Lucy at computer stuff but I try .Here is a phot of AAron and his girfriend Donna, very lovely.

Hear yeah hear yeah

I apologize to one and all who have tried to comment to my blog and were unable to, my daughter set it up for me and only recently I was informed as to why there have never been any comments, so my son the tec, is trying to correct that situation thank you all.

In the Heat of the Night, Mom comes to visit for the week

Last Thursday it was evident that a heat wave was hitting the Province of Ontario!
At this same time my mom was invited out to the Burbs to get away from the oppressive city heat.
Dan the man picked her up on his way home from work, she brought enough food and supplies to last through till next Christmas or per chance the world should end and or we suburbanites don't shop!Take your pick and place your mom's name next to it.
Her stay was uneventful except for my constant shopping at the supermarket, I now know to hide all sale flyers when she comes.
Other than the odd dress mishaps , she wanted to save me electricity, so she got dressed in the dark, pants were on backwards, zipper and pockets not so becoming at the rear.
I informed her since the daughter miss knobby never ever shuts the light off in the bathroom upstairs, were used to large electricity bills, never shuts off computer leaves windows open when air conditioner is running , leaves straightening iron on for hours without use etc.
No amount of threats have any effect on her brain area. It does not compute.
Any how she went home yesterday morning with my sister Lucy who came by , she called last night its still too hot wants to come back, I think she might miss me! I know she never did when I was a teen that 's for sure.I said of course mom no one told you to go. I know she said ,so back she'll be at 3.30 pm today.I wonder what else she'll haul over here.
later all.

Is anyone out there?

I 've begun to wonder if anyone at all other than my sister and sometimes my friend Peg is reading my blog, no one leaves comments of any kind except my sister, and although I love her dearly I would love to hear from any one else, its disheartening. I realize I don't have widgets and hooseits and weather fairies and words in forgien languages you can learn and I haven't been acknowdged on any other site.
Yes I'm in a funk, and I'd like some out put.
How does oine get a weather fairy and a word widget and put on other peoples blog lists , do you pay them off?

To dream the impossiable dream

I am dog tired of not sleeping thru the night not once since I've had my surgery,I sleep in bits and pieces tossing and turning and groaning .
I hate this , I want regular sleep and to dream again .

It's always Something!

Why is it that just when you think things are moving merrily along,you pull a groin muscle, or your daughter phones and spoils a perfectly tranquil after noon to say I think I'll apply for a job at subway working 11 to 7am, YOU KNOW YOU HAVE ASK HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND YOU WON'T LAST FOR 2 HOURS.I AM INCLINED TO THINK THAT THE YOUNG OF TODAY JUST DO NOT THINK, WE WERE NOT MEAN ENOUGH TO SAY " USE YOUR HEAD" WHAT ARE YOU STUPID" WHEN THEY DID FOOLISH THINGS WHEN YOUNGER. no, WE DIDN'T WANT TO HURT THEIR FEELINGS, ITS ALL OUR FAULT , THIS BEING TOO NICE, OUR FEELINGS WERE HURT AND WERE JUST FINE. I AM NOW GOING TO THE STORE FOR WHAT I HAVENT A CLUE JUST TO KILL SOME TIME AND THEN ITS OFF FOR MY WALK.

The Torch is passed!

My husband has won the honor of carrying in relay the Olympic Torch from Hamilton to Niagara Falls on the day of his Birthday, Dec.20th as it makes its way across Canada to end up in Vancouver for the Opening of the Winter Olympiads.
We are extremely proud!! Yesterday his running group the Road Dogs took him out for Brunch to congratulate him, unfortunately I made a really nice lunch and no one phoned to tell me that this was going on , so every thing went into the fridge to have for dinner, I'd lost my appetite.
Tried to get some family members over but the wet weather and alternate plans made it a no go as well.
Another time....

Ahhoy there me hardies, my man 's gone out to sea

While in the lovely and stately state of conn. my husband wanted to swim in the Atlantic Ocean, I concurred knowing full well his Insurance was paid and that there might be a smidgen of danger out in the waves.
Alas the sea was calm and the tide was out so he walked on green sludge of wet seaweed beds for over ten minutes before he could actually get wet.
He swam to the buoy and back and back again, his stroke has was a little splashy and not as smooth as it could have been.
Cousin Emilio and I watched from the shade of the tree on the beach sitting on a bench.
When he finally arose from the sea, looking wet and disheveled and complaining he'd swallowed some sea water , cousin and I laughed.Well I said , That can't be good I said sarcastically!
He went off to find public rest room in a tiff to change and then it was off into the car with Mr. smelly fish man.Thankfully we didn't have far to drive to outdoor Art festival.
More tommorow....................

Wife on the highway /she who sits in car for 9 hours needs new bladder

We went to see my relatives across the border on the American side, in Connecticut of all places
very chi chi poo poo area Nor walk,very lovely people although all republicans, jeez Louise!
Big discussion on why Canada thinks G.W. was an Idiot.I simply said we have one in power now so we know of what we speak.
Ate a hell of a lot of food, met 2nd cousins and 3rd cousins and toured Grand central station and then took cab ride to the docks, looking very sex and the city, had lunch , hopped the ferry to tour half of Manhattan Island and saw the statue of Liberty [fabulous and awe inspiring} came back to conn. the commuter train.Ate enough to pop a button off my walking shorts and then went to coffee at the Sapprano's house Lenard and Josie's, apparently she sat waiting for me to finally eat something off the spread she laid , it was not enough 2 cherries. drank enough expresso to stay up till nest thursday and then finally fell into bed and passed out. That was day 1.
To be continued..........................................................

On the road again, its off to Port Perry

You may ask yourself 'what's so hot about Port Perry"?
Well let me tell you, my girlfriend Peg and her family live there and it makes me happy to see her and them so I look forward to any chance I get to go up and visit.

Today I am traveling with my sister Lucy and her friend from Sarina Nancy and her daughter Lydia as well as my niece Marina, two rambunctious tweenies.

I am positive they will enjoy the town and the waterfront there, its very nice and has an aura of being in Muskoka although its no were near there.

They can pig out on great candies at the Chocolate Squirrel and check out the butter tart at the bakery, they are to die for.

Well I' ve got things to do before I leave , have a great day I know I will.

The King of Pop has passed away.

I suppose it has to be noted since the TV and radio has indicated all things with his life his kids his parents his siblings his will his debt his trails his clothes his worth his songs his moves his wives his friends his enemies his doctors his nurses his nannies his Never land his sad lonely life.
May the man who was a joyful sweet faced child at one time and turned himself into I don't know what, rest in peace and eternal rest.

OH Canada.. OH MY WHY?

On July 1st it was Canada Day, my cousin Oscar from Sicily spoke to me on MSN yesterday afternoon, and wished me a happy Canada day but he thought it was the 4th of July but is it not called Independence Day.I gave him a short history lesson, one that did not include Aliens and will Smith smoking a cigar. In Europe there is the mix up with Canada and USA, in Italy especially ,every body is coming from America, yes but it North American , Canada! Land of Trudeau, Igloo's Cod, Quebec the Province that no one in France wants, Its Glorious and Free except when you pay 13% GST tax on every little thing. That's it for now gottta go put my Eggplant parmessan in the oven for dinner with my tyme and chive potato salad to toss as well.

Were having a heat wave, but there is no surf nor sand

This week we seem to be having a quite a few hot days and warm nights, I love sleeping with the windows open and feeling a breeze come through .
Had a lovely long chat with my gal pal Peg. its nice to talk to a friend and we bounce from topic of this and that and have a smile or a laugh, she's fabulous!
Last night my boss came by as she went walking to the lake which is near my house and had some Gelato and tea and some hilarious conversation about different ethnic customs, she is Siri Lankin and I am Italian but it seems some things are the same in every culture.
For instance in Italian culture if a spouse dies you should mourn for a year or three for that person and wear only black then balck and white and then color. Well in Siri Lankin its Black for three month's then black and white for eight months then white then color. Iam taking a break from the running epiloge to write some other stuff that might pop into my head.
My daughter has gotton a job at last at an animal hospital and I am thrilled, its what she wants to do and she will be taking a course to be a an animal tech. when she goes back to collage.
Well I am going to therapy now for my hip so ..later

It's fathers Day....

Those of us who were lucky enough to grow up with wonderful decent fathers, they worked hard and were our strength and our safe harbors when we needed them to be.
We thank you and love you and now that your gone miss you which a terrible ache,we miss that we can't give you those dorky fathers day cards or the gifts you hid away in the back room cupboard and never used.Our absolute favorite watching you scratch and win but mostly lose loto cards and then the cursing after. Thanks Daddy for bing there....love you always Nellie

I'm overwhelmed and never paid!

These couple of weeks I've been a little peeve ed at how things are progressing around here for me and that I'd like to get back to some sort of normal,I'm sure the two others would like that as well.

The runners circuit is coming full throttle as I see in the distant summer future weekends he'll be away for this race or that race, I need a part time husband/ house fixer/ gardener/what ever else needs doing.
Not enough hours in the month never mind the day.
I wonder if Mother Theresa helps selfish wives if I prayed for help. or on the other hand that movie"my life in ruins" could be a nice escape for an hour and thirty two minutes.
I gotta go do my physio , so later you all!

Vacationing with Your Runner-One Word "Don't"

Most vacations taken by runners evolve around those prestige races ie. New York Marathon, Boston ,Chicago, Rome, Hawaii ,Greece Marathon.
There will not be candle lite dinners for two in romantic out of the way Bistro's.
Instead it you and a few thousand unknowns are at another Pasta dinner and the only treat you might get is a small taste cup of Ben and Jeri's.

No late night walks about the town,Nada,no espresso bars to sit and gaze at each other nienti,no wine,just him complaining he's got to get to bed.
No dancing it does not count if you the leap and stomp flaying arms about as you throw a hissy fit at having to return to the hotel at 9 pm.

People its early to bed , earlier breakfast on your own as the have thier morning run, then they return you get to wait around til their ready for a quick tour aroungd, back for dinner , rest on the terrace or by the pool as they take a nap, then they are off to bed and you and your book can be alone.

I can only say this always bring a third or pick one up along the way, someone from the area and who doesn't speak English if possiable!
So that at least you have a chance of enjoying parts of the vacation.

This is the truth, I swear on 22 pairs of elite worn down runners currently residing in my basement giving off toxic gases!

Goodness Gracious whole lota of Money!

Runners to their credit raise ginormeous amounts of money for various charities, this is an honorable thing to do!!This in turn raises awareness of charity and its all good.
I gotta say this though runners will run any where any time for any cause. Way to go.

Runners carry a sense of camaraderie they applaud and secretly envy each others triumphs they also praise and gloat on the failures , after all they do run as a pack[think of wolves].


THE TRUTH BEHIND THE PACE BUNNY:
[note Mulder and Scully were in no way involved]
He is a runners who is called or volunteers to set a certain pace time for other newbie runners who wish to qualify for more prestiges races such as Boston, New York or Kalamazoo.
To those of you who wish to keep up with the pace bunny you do so at your own risk, he will not I repeat slow his time soit will be intense.

To spot the bunny you only need to find 2 hot pink styrofoam ears attached to a hat with race times marked inside them.
Those who cannot keep up with the bunnies , are found strewn along the course in prostrate postions or if they are wise will deviate to the closet bar and watch the race with a cold one in hand...Cheers!

Do wa diddly squat didly He Do!

Volunteer...noble people who give freely of there time to help the disable and the needy.

Runner Volunteers...sadly these are running wannabe's or injured runners.They attend race events dressed in florescent jackets to set up the races, putting up Markers handing out drinks giving out race kits and Bib's[the big babies] cheer leading the runners at the finish line, Yeah!
Here's an idea ... why doesn't Mr. volunteer try to finish those numerous projects that were started around the house, albeit with good faith but NEVER COMPLETED!!
To engage runners in daily household chores is a race that will never end.
So it then falls to the Partner of the runner who becomes somewhat of a marathoner themselves, they run to the parent teacher meetings, run to the grocery store , run to the library, the doctor, the dentist appointments with the kids, dash to the dry cleaners; scoot to have dinner on the table on time.

They become adept at keeping the house together literally with duct tape and liquid nail glue[ thank you Aylmer]don't receive medals nor praise, there are no trendy signet moisture wicking clothes to wear, there are no magizines to acknowlegde and report their achievements....THey just DO IT! thanks Nike!

To my mom friends in the Know

Here's to you Peg and Marion and Maryann and also Marie.
To Anne who has passed and to my dear sister law Barbra who too passed on, you both now watch and care from a higher plain.
To my mom and my aunts and cousins across the sea in Italy, what you all did and do you do in the name of Love.
Okay now were done!
Happy Monday, I'm cleaning bathrooms today and laundry.
Back to regular blogging tomorrow.

To ALL ThE MOTHERS WHO ARE OUT AND ABOUT

Happy Mothers Day, whether you live in an Igloo or a Villa in the Tuscan country side with an Artist or on an Island in the Mediterranean sea the air fragrant with the scent of lemons and wild oregano and sea breezes.To the mom making fairy cake like soaps in a hill side town along the Amalfie coast.To the mom in Canada , near the windmill with girl with curly hair in tow.
Look about your domain and the family you've created and be blessed in this moment and time.
Have a great Mothers Day!