I present to you, Dimitri

So a girl was out with friends having drinks on King St (in Toronto). This guy approaches her and won’t leave her alone – keeps saying how *elegant* she is. She finally gives in and hands the guy her business card. The attached is an MP3 file of not one, but TWO voicemails this guy left her.

This goes down in the history books – especially the second voice mail. Ladies: this is what’s out there…. So have a listen…and a belly-laugh, and thank your lucky stars you are either single, or not with this guy!

Click here for the audio file.

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Merry Christmas

santa

Want Answers?

If you, like me, often wonder why it seems that kids grow up so much faster these days than when I was a kid… then just blame pop music.  Case in point – check the hip slapping action on this gorgeous tot:

Slavery

Me (to my son) : go get yourself a napkin, you have pasta sauce on your face.

My son : *Scoff* I am your SLAVE!

Me (shocked) : What? Why do you think you are my slave?

My son (with all the attitude of a 15 year old… seriously, eyeroll and everything) : Because you make me do everything for you and you do nothing for me.

Me (trying not to laugh) : Really?  So didn’t I just cook your dinner?

My son : *pause* Well… *ponder* yes, but you don’t do anything else.

Me : Oh.  Well ok then, I won’t make your lunch in the morning, or drive you to school, or wash your uniform, or read you that library book then, ok?

My son : *crickets*

Why I Don’t Do Halloween

I just love it that two of my favourite blogs have collided in one.

Men

This morning I had my first fitting with my dress maker who is designing and creating my wedding dress.  My bustie bestie came along for the ride (torture) and we had a good gossip on the 30 minute drive out there.  I don’t get to catch up with her anywhere near as often as I would like, but it always makes me laugh when we share similar frustrations with our ‘other halves’.

So in that spirit, this is for you Ms M’Liz:

Index This

I think it may be impossible to tire of Indexed.  I think in my new job, I will one day have an occasion to use one of them in a pitch.