Email Fun Anyone?

Well, I wrote to my ex Colin to see what the heck was up, I really want my stuff signed, sealed, and delivered… like… yesterday and got a “Look..” blah blah blah email the last time I threatened him. This time he ran to his new girlfriend when I was mean.

So I was checking to see if he read my latest email to see if he was ignoring me or just not reading his emails when I stumbled acrossed the latest in lovey-dovey emails from his newest fling. Just as a little catch me up, they met on Lavalife or something like that and she emailed him pictures… of her (or some other chick I don’t know) with another guy. It’s hard to say, but whoever it was the girl had a pig face. (Kinda made me question my looks if it was her!) Anyway, when she sends something I’m sure is her I’ll be posting it here… with zee love and zee laughs.

So anyway, this latest email made me laugh as my honey read it aloud to me, and I thought I’d copy and paste the little devil here for all to enjoy. So please do!

The best part is in blue… blue for sadness…. hahahahaha *choke snort cough*

hey hey hey…

i dont know if i needed you there to ‘throw down’ for me but would have felt alot safer being with you..would have been laughing alot more too 😉

you worked again…i thought you got the day off…that sucks colin…darn could have talked to you in your drunken state…hee hee…easier getting things out of you…

havent heard much about ryan i dont think from you…partner in crime eh…that doesnt sound like a good influence 😉 glad you had fun though..

hmmm falling asleep on the couch doesnt sound too comfortable, unless of course you are all cuddled up 🙂 glad i was in your thoughts when you woke up…though you were begging me to devulge sex talk so you could have been horny…hee hee….

i miss you lots too, and i always have fun with you…just enjoy talking on the phone with you even..i love when you make me laugh, my tummy always hurts….i am very happy being with you….holding your hand…kissing you…cuddling…it is all great fun…the game was great….you better start thinking about all that deeply since your four weeks is almost up ;P i dont think the horniness makes you say that you misss me…horniness would make you say ALOT different things…hee hee..

i know you would never use it against me i was just teasing you…though here is a teaser for you…bought a new bra you might see one day…very nice 😉 matching g-string too…and a little something something for one day too 😉

you ex is sending you nasty emails because it is xmas and she is lonely…that is why my exes keep contacting me…something about christmas and relationships and stuff…makes people want to be in love and stuff…sharing the times together…

you are actually VERY lucky you didnt have to pay alimony (heck yeah he is)…though you were not making good money when you seperated i assume and that is what it would be based on…and the fact she wasnt staying home looking after kids and stuff might have had an impact…my lawyer told me to go after it…i just wanted it all done…so she is getting pretty nasty sounds like, you sure are being a sweet guy and the bigger person by not giving in to her..kinda have to feel really sorry for her…though i sure feel lucky!! hee hee..glad the time has passed for her to dispute it all and it will all be done with for you…that closure will be good for u.

i’ll ask the parents about the name thing….lots of crazy stories like that in this small town..why would she totally change her name…kinda weird..dick Dick Toews ever date a lady from Summerland?

hmm…got hit on twice at the pub….i think the whole being into hockey surprises guys…and i got hit on twice at the club…i think it is adorable you are protectitive though…hard to be so far away!!! hee hee…moving in on a girl you like..hmmmm….i guess it is a good thing you are emailing her then letting her know you are thinking about her…besides people always get hit on more when you are seeing someone…i think because you are more easy going and don’t care what guys think…anyway i just tend to find that..

christmas shopping now is nuts! glad you were able to get everything you needed…sounds like you dont like shopping much, shopping together would have been fun! sarah and i had fun shopping…got a great calendar with an awesome picture of the northern lights…want to frame a few pictures….well if i win the lottery one day 🙂 hee hee..yeah slapping people shopping would be good, people are so rude and in a hurry all the time, that is why i hate it…but we would have had a good laugh 😉

you look hot with nothing on there cutie (man like i need to be thinking about you naked)…so accessories i am sure make you look great (it was a very nice watch too)…glad you arent going out to the bar..just to family 😉 hee hee….i get way more jealous then you…or can i just call it protectiveness of a guy i like…

merry xmas eve cutie,
jaime XXOO (some deep passionate kisses and a long comforting hug)

Christmas Crap

Don’t take the title of this entry to mean I’m a grinch, I love Christmas. I’ve just been making a lot of crap for gifts. I made a TON of cookies…

The little package in the front with a mug and plate is what I gave to my neighbors, well 3 out of 5 of them got plates and mugs the rest just got the little box of cookies… I like some better than others. The tins in the back are for Keith‘s family, to the right are my brother’s cookies, and the large one is the extra cookies I have no idea what to do with. I was baking from around 11am until around 7pm, so basically I don’t want to see any more cookies.


These were a pain in the butt. Half turned out great, the other half had to have white chocolate dizzled over them to cover up a mistake (thanks for the suggestion, meghan!), but all in all they taste great….to my nephew. I want nothing to do with them.

I have my fingers crossed that they go over well. Here’s to hoping!

Bless’d? No,…. really?

I was reading Blogg’d to Keith (It used to be our favorite thing to do while he drove in to work, you know. I read, he drove, and we laughed together at the poor sap that was being pummeled into oblivion.) when I happened to glance at the “Bless’d” side bar.

Yes, my friends… I am actually listed. If this is some cruel joke and it just logs the last person that visited I’ll be highly…peeved. And we all know the what the first 3 letters of PEEved is, so lets not tempt the beast. Seriously, hasn’t my brother suffered enough? Even though it’s not his fault, he’d be punished!

Umm… so anyway, I’m going to add the “Bless’d by Blogg’d” icon as soon as I make sure the joke isn’t on me!

Our Second Christmas

This year is an extra special Christmas, it’s the first Christmas Keith and I will be spending together. He flew out to go down to visit Meghan and her husband Brian with me, but we couldn’t make it due to Keith’s getting sick. We attempted it once, he threw up at a rest stop, and we drove home to vege out, poor guy.

We decorated our tree and it turned out marvelously, I might add.

Oh yeah, and here’s my Christmas card.

You might not be able to tell in the picture, but my dog is highly afraid of the cat while the cat was falling asleep.

What the …? Part Two

So, it’s worse than I thought. Keith got this in the mail the other day, ordered for “Ferret Lub” (his daughter) and when he told me what the package said I couldn’t help but laugh.

They’ve seriously gone too far. What ever men is on this ad campaign need to be pulled off.

Need I say more? I think not.

That’s wrong on so many levels.

Muhahaha!

Last Saturday I did something that surprised even me.

My brother David and my nephew had spent the night and had left late morning/early afternoon for work, locking the front bedroom door. This normally doesn’t phase me in the least, but about 20 minutes after they left I could hear the cat crying from inside. I called his cell and explained, it’s a rule in this house, if you have a locked door you leave behind a key (even if it’s hidden) for any emergency.

He says, “We’ll stop by the house on our way home.” I said, “Oh, you’re on your way?” He says, “Nah.. she’ll have to be locked up for a couple hours.” This did not please me, as I could hear the cat getting more and more anxious. “David…” He said, “She’ll be fine.” I hung up angry and called my parents in Florida for the permission to use my special key called a hammer, but there wasn’t any answer. I thought about climbing in the window (which was partially open), had the ladder set up, and remembered I’m afraid of heights.

As the minutes ticked by and the cat continued to cry, I thought… how hard could getting in the door really be? My brother isn’t smart and he does it all the time. So I looked at the door, got a few tools and went to work. It was surprisingly easy to do, and I got the cat out without any problems. He got home SIX HOURS later to “rescue” the cat that was happily sleeping in my lap.

He comes downstairs after running up when I casually said, “Oh, I got her out.” out of breath. “Where’s my scanner?” I looked at him like he had a third eye. “I have no idea.” I did, though. He had taken it from my room while I was in Baltimore, doing the same thing I did to break into his room. He’s clearly angry, especially at my being calm. Sweet, sweet justice. He says, “Oh, you’re saying Derek took it?” I said, “No.” The conversation escaladed, and we both went to our respective corners to call our intermediary, my mother.

Unfortunately for him, she called me first and I told her everything that happened. She was equally pissed and got off the phone with me to yell at him. He said, “I can’t believe you’re talking to me like this.” and apparently she was so angry she was slamming her fists as she spoke to him. I donno if she was telling me for my benefit, but bravo. It’s about freakin’ time.

Soo… while I was in the shower I decided he needed something special for being such a jacka$$ and peed in his shampoo. Which is quite difficult for a girl!

…oh yeah, … and his soap.