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A Bucket List for Schmucks

I’ve recently been inspired by a fellow blogger over at The Next Moment to write a list of things I want to do in my life, also known as a bucket list. However, these are things I would like to complete before I’m 30 and in no particular order (I will add to the list if/when I get inspired):

  1. Sky dive (this may not happen, but I’m going to put it up here)
  2. Run a half Marathon
  3. Run a full marathon
  4. Travel to Greece
  5. Travel to Paris
  6. Attend a cooking class
  7. Become a fitness instructor
  8. Look (and feel) amazing in a bikini
  9. Find a job I love
  10. Buy a house
  11. Own a real diamond (in any format, preferably in the engagement ring format)
  12. Go an entire day without being negative
  13. Make a new friend (a good one!)
  14. Let go of expired friendships
  15. Buy a real pair of sunglasses (not the $20 ones)
  16. Go to the airport and hop on the next plane (without planning beforehand)
  17. Buy a really expensive pair of shoes just because I want them and not because I need them
  18. Teach somebody something new
  19. Volunteer for Habitat for Humanity
  20. Keep my hair blonde
  21. Buy a coffee for someone in line behind me at Tim Hortons (The boyfriend already did this when he was supposed to do it with me there)
  22. Do something really nice for someone unexpectedly
  23. Read more (I know this is vague, but I can’t chose how much I want to read since I used to read ALL the time and recently I don’t read at all)
  24. Go to a strip club
  25. Throw myself the BEST 30th Birthday party ever!

What’s the number one thing you want to do in your life?



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The Morning Show Blew My Mind!

The craziest thing happened on my drive into work Friday morning.

If you live in Toronto, and listen to the 99.9 Virgin Radio Morning show then you may have an idea what I’m talking about.

I used to be an avid Z103.5 morning show listener until they decided to change their morning show hosts after 10+ years, and now I can’t stand it. So I’ve reverted back to my middle school morning show, the MadDog and Billie show. They are great! Since I’ve started listening again, I forgot why I ever stopped.

Anyway, I’m sure most radio stations are aware of changes happening to their competition. Since Z103.5 changed their morning show hosts, I’ve noticed some hostility towards the station. There are two other competitors in the same target audience for morning show listeners, 99.9 Virgin Radio and Kiss 92.5. So how does a radio station grab the attention of their potential listeners?

Well, 99.9 Virgin radio pulled a Jerry Springer! Well done Virgin Radio, well done!!

Now, I’m sure you are all wondering what they could have possibly done to have me sitting in shock, stuck in traffic on a Friday morning with my jaw on my lap. Since this blog is about life and relationships, I wouldn’t write about it if it didn’t involve that. And Jerry Springer wouldn’t be the train wreck it is without people like this.

A girl, named Jackie, emailed into the radio station suspecting that her boyfriend of 2 years was cheating on her. The hosts decided to call her to get a little more info. The reason she suspected her boyfriend was cheating was because:
1. He recently put a password lock on his phone (probably the number one sign someone is cheating. If they didn’t already have one on there and suddenly decided they should, CHEATER!!)
2. He would bring is phone into the bathroom with him, all the time. (This is because he doesn’t want it lying around for her to have a chance to go through it)
3. He has recently become standoffish, not as lovey (this is usually a sure sign of a cheater)

There were other factors, but I can’t remember. Anyway, the hosts decided to see if they could help her out. So what did they decide to do? Well, Billie (the female host) decided to call the boyfriend, Rick, and pose as a customer service representative from his phone company. They dialed his number, he answered and she proceeded to tell him that his phone company was doing a special promotion for the month of May where they were thanking their loyal customers by sending roses to a person of their choice. So all he needed to do was give her the name of the person he would like to send flowers to, their address and a personal message. He was surprised, but appreciative of the gesture. He thought for a second and said “Send them to Laura” (please note that his girlfriend who called in was named Jackie, who was still on the line listening, as was all of the GTA). Billie, without giving herself away, asks what he would like to say in the personal message. “Umm… it has been nice getting to know you, and I look forward to the weekend. Xoxo Rick”. At this point, MadDog jumps in and introduces himself as himself and the host of 99.9 morning show. Then he asks if Jackie has anything to say. At this point, Rick is flabbergasted, he doesn’t know what to say, he is stuttering, but he pulls the most ridiculous story out of his ass.

Rick: “Jackie, what did you do?”

Jackie: “Who’s Laura?”

Rick: “She is ummm…uhhh… a co-worker. We just got to know each other umm… uhhh… I’m trying to build work relationships and maintain them….”

Jackie: “You don’t send roses to a co-worker!!”

Rick: “Well it’s just to maintain our working relationship”

MadDog and Billie: “What about this weekend? Are you seeing her?”

Rick: “I have a work conference this weekend, so yeah, she will be there… but that’s it. Jackie, come with me this weekend you will see”

Jackie: “I’m not coming with you! Do you think I’m stupid?”

Rick: “I’m not doing this on the f**king radio…..”

And the line goes dead.

WOW! WOW! WOW! I didn’t know if I should laugh, applaud, or be offended that the radio station would do such a thing (yet, it was too brilliant to be offended). Of course the radio station received multiple phone calls from their listeners expressing their response to what just happened.

This got me thinking, not only about how amazing of a stunt this was and how they probably secured a ton of new listeners who abandoned their old radio station and were debating between the other two. But, it got my relationship mind juices flowing.

I’ve discussed cheating in previous posts, but this got me thinking about gut instincts. We all have them, whether it’s within a relationship or just meeting someone for the first time. Jackie had gut feelings that her boyfriend was cheating on her, and look how that turned out.

I’m not saying that every gut instinct you feel is correct, but you have to think about why you got those feelings. Something about that person struck a chord with you, and in most cases your initial feelings are right.

I dated a couple of guys were I had that gut retching feeling that they were cheating. It’s like someone grabbed a hold of your insides and was twisting them. And in both cases I was right. I figured one out by checking his cell phone and the other by connecting the obvious dots.

But do you go on a radio station and have them air your dirty laundry in front of hundreds/thousands of listeners? Why the hell not? The great thing about radio is no one can see your face, they don’t announce your last name, and your voice usually sounds quite a bit different on the radio.

Congrats Virgin Radio, you’ve won this listener over!


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Pursuit of Happiness

If we’d stop trying to be happy we could have a pretty good time.”

I found this quote on the bottom of a colleague’s email and it got me thinking, we spend so much of our time worrying about how happy we could be, and what we can do to be happier, that we forget what it’s like to just be happy.

What makes you happy? Maybe it’s just a quiet night at home with a book and a nice glass of wine. Maybe it’s spending time with the people you love. Or maybe it’s just hanging out with your best friends. Whatever it is, you should be proud to do the things that make you happy rather than worrying about it.

The definition of unhappy: Not happy or joyful; sad or sorrowful. Not satisfied; displeased or discontented. I notice when I try hard to be happy, these feelings arise. I end up making myself miserable.

I would be happy if I could spend every day with the people I love. But rather than worrying about how much time I spend with them and what I’m going to do when I have free time, I should just live in the moment.

That quote can definitely apply to relationships. I was once in a relationship where I was so concerned about how happy we were and about doing the things that made us the most happy (or that helped us forget how unhappy we really were), I forgot to stop and think about how I really felt, which was miserable. If I had stopped trying so damn hard to be happy, I wouldn’t have been in the relationship for so long.

When I think about when I was the most happy, it was when I didn’t have to think about it at all. Sure, I’m REALLY happy today, but there are things that I have to dodge around in order to make my life “better”. I’ve had to work at being happy. But if I could just simply BE happy, then I know I was doing something right.

Tell me about the simple things that put a smile on your face?

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Never Say No To Panda

I honestly wish I had more time to blog these days. I’ve been so busy and the days just seem to fly that I have no time to even think. My sincere apologies to all you loyal readers. I promise when things settle down (hopefully in the next week) I can share stories about me and the boyfriend.

Until then, enjoy….

This is the most ridiculous commercial ever!!


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It’s Official

I moved out of my apartment this past weekend. But it wasn’t easy. It was the busiest weekend I’ve had in a long time.

On Friday, the boyfriend and I went up to his family cottage to open it for the season. Our day started at 8am with a 2 and a half hour drive and didn’t end until after 10pm.

Saturday was the first of two moving days. Since I’m moving back home, the boyfriend and I have decided to split our time between my parents house and his parents house. So, half my stuff went to my dads and the other half went to his parents. Saturday was the move to my dads.

I thought I was organized and ready to go, but boy was I wrong. When we arrived at the apartment on Saturday morning, I really didn’t have anything organized. The boxes weren’t taped up, I had stuff in places all over the apartment. What I thought should have taken an hour ended up taking a couple of hours. But, we got it done and we drove north of the city to unpack.

I’ve moved home after leaving once before, but that was for university so the experience is completely different. But moving home after living on your own, paying bills with your hard-earned money rather than student loans, is a very surreal experience. The reasons for moving out of my parents house when I did no longer apply, but I couldn’t help but be a little sad.

Sunday was the final moving day. The remainder of my stuff was going to the boyfriend’s house. The big stuff, like my bed, went to my dads. My day-to-day stuff was coming with me. Once the car was packed and we were on our way west of the city, I couldn’t help but think about everything that has happened to me in the past 9 months and how much everything has changed. It’s scary because the boyfriend and I have always had a place to go for ourselves. It wasn’t ideal, but it was a place to be alone. Now, we don’t really have a place to get away. I’m curious to see what happens now. I’m confident that the boyfriend and I will do just fine, but it will be interesting nonetheless.

I am exhausted today. The weekend has caught up to me. But it’s nice to know that I will be going “home” with the boyfriend. This is the beginning to the next adventure in our lives together.


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Three Things

The boyfriend and I had our first date night in a long time this weekend. It was nice! We were both so exhausted from the week that we decided to take it easy and have a relaxing weekend. While at dinner, the boyfriend asked me “If you could only do three things for the rest of your life, what would you do?” That was a tough one, but the three things I chose were:

1. Reading
If I could read every day for the rest of my life I would be happy. I love to read. unfortunately I haven’t been reading as much lately, but I am determined to get back into it. It took me 4 months to finish Eat, Pray, Love which is an unusual length of time. Normally I would rather read than watch TV, but life has taken over and I don’t seem to have much time for either.

2. Blog/Write
I love blogging. I am so happy I started. But not only do I love blogging, I love writing. I used to write short “poems” all the time. I stopped, but I sure do miss it. I also love reading blogs (this brings me back to number 1). A few of my favs: Cocktails at Tiffany’s, SimplySolo, Pink Giggles, Danielle’s Dish and most recently Inside the Nice Guy (these are just a few of my daily reads). I would blog every day if I had enough to talk about, and if people cared enough to read it.

3. Workout
Yes, workout *gasp* (for those who know me, this might come as a surprise). But this is a new found love of mine. I don’t know what changed, but I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE to work out. I love how I feel after and I regret it when I don’t. If I had more time in the day I would workout more than just a measly one hour. But with work and sleep and other priorities that come up sometimes that’s all the time I have to dedicate to a workout.

Last week I talked about feeling undervalued, and this question the boyfriend asked got me thinking. No where in those three did I mention my job. I’m afraid that I made the wrong career choice. If I can’t love what I do, how can I expect to do it for the next 40 years? And, I’m not even sure I’m good at what I do. Sure I did well in school, but that’s because I was more concerned about the marks I was getting than the actual work I was doing. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t HATE what I do. I enjoy it about 60% of the time.

Well, this got me thinking. Maybe I could incorporate the three things I would do for the rest of my life into my life. Not as a replacement for my job, since I can’t imagine any of those three things paying enough to live, but as an extension. My new goal for 2011 is:

take a fitness instructor course

Yep! I’m going to take the course before the end of the year. Once I take that course, I will then be able to incorporate reading (I will read about fitness instructing and eating healthy), blogging (I will post at least one blog a week on fitness and eating healthy) and I will workout more so I can learn more about it.

Who knows where the course will take me. Ideally I would become a fitness instructor at least once a week in the evenings/weekends and that way I get to do the things I love, plus do my day time job. I think it’s a win-win situation!!

Wish me luck!


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Walk a mile in your shoes

I am not perfect, by any means. But I try to be as considerate of others. I don’t say certain things because I know that there is no point in starting an argument. I keep things bottled up inside because I realize other people’s reactions and try to avoid them as much as possible. Usually I am not scared to say how I feel, or what’s bothering me. But when I know that the reaction from the other person will be extreme and blown out of proportion, I avoid speaking up.

I would like to think of myself as a nice person. A person who is considerate of others. A person who generally puts others first. But lately I have reached the point where I could care less. I’ve stopped caring, I’ve stopped trying, I’ve completely given up.

As human beings, we need to make mistakes in order to learn from them. We need to date the wrong people, be friends with the wrong people, make the wrong choices and decisions so that we can later do the right things, date the right one, and eliminate the friends that are only creating negativity in our life. I’ve made so many mistakes; I’ve jumped into decisions without thinking them through. And even though at the time I regret it, afterwards I am able to see the mistakes I made and in turn make better decisions.

I try to put myself in other people’s shoes. I try to see things from their perspective. Sometimes I get it, and sometimes I don’t. I wonder if the same people try to see things from my perspective. I wonder if they get where I am coming from. I’m sure a lot of people do put themselves in my shoes, but I’m sure there are a few that don’t and only think of themselves.

I really want to go away… pack up and leave for awhile. Maybe just a week, maybe a month. But I want, no I need to go somewhere warm and relax for awhile. Maybe it’s time for that couples vacation.


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