<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:20:57.494-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In my own lil' world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6865005335375272936</id><published>2009-11-23T13:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:55:44.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, work sucks. Its not even work though, its me! It just feels like one of those days where I should have called in sick. I just want to lay in bed and watch movies. Get so bored at home that I would just love coming to work tommorow! Or would I enjoy the day off too much and want more days off?  Our receptionist didn't make it to work today, so called in one of my nieces to answer phones for the day. It is making the day bearable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a stagette party on Friday! Looking forward to that.  Girls night out!! I need one of those.  Today, boys suck.  Holy! Everything sucks today. Gotta be Monday! Can't wait till Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6865005335375272936?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6865005335375272936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6865005335375272936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6865005335375272936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6865005335375272936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-work-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3356380029060809422</id><published>2009-11-20T11:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:58:49.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.  It has been forever since I blogged here.  I doubt anybody checks this page now and must have given up hope as I was stuck in the facebook world. Do not worry, I shall save my all my deep thoughts for you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not the day for deep thoughts, well not right now anyways.  I am in E-town and have been here for a couple days now.  I am finished packing up and getting ready to head back to reality.  Another 7 hours on the road!  Sheesh.  Guess will have to get my mp3 player ready, my dvd movies ready and last, but not least, my texter ready for this road trip home!  I so rocked the multi-texting thing on my trip here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being a mall rat yesterday in big ole West Edmonton Mall here and I am almost finished my Christmas shopping and its not even December!! Soo excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3356380029060809422?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3356380029060809422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3356380029060809422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3356380029060809422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3356380029060809422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-9111088197450559898</id><published>2009-06-26T20:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:56:26.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For awhile now, I have been trying to plan the events in my life. It isn't working.  I remember why I tried not to plan anything and it is because my plans never work out!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned on taking off last weekend, and that didn't work out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned on going for a visit in Manitoba this weekend.  That didn't work out.  I am not staying home on a Friday night because I have to go work at early in the morning at a Golf Tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on going to Vegas on the last week of August, but the dates changed to the week prior and I can no longer go...Well DAMN, I thought.  Thats not cool.  That might be the only time that I can take holidays.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANS DON'T WORK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-9111088197450559898?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/9111088197450559898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=9111088197450559898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/9111088197450559898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/9111088197450559898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-awhile-now-i-have-been-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-1873942936945839851</id><published>2009-06-19T12:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:01:50.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Friday, after payday, and we have the day off! Imagine that!!  I got to sleep in this morning til 10 a.m. and I had stayed up till 2 a.m. lastnight!  I am such a rebel.  So, I am going to Vegas at the end of August.  I still have to pay for my flights/hotel, but shall be doing that soon enough.  Anywhos, no one wants to go sky diving with me.  Candace says that she might look into it, but doesn't sound like she really wants too.  Too scared.  Right now, I am not scared of the thought of the skydiving, but maybe when up in the plane, looking down towards the ground, I might change my mind. I am going to look into it though.  See what happens.  I might have no partners to go with though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-1873942936945839851?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/1873942936945839851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=1873942936945839851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1873942936945839851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1873942936945839851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-after-payday-and-we-have-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5792021736912943468</id><published>2009-01-25T23:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:25:54.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had deleted three items from my "Before I kick the Bucket" List.  I figure the "Obtain a Stamp in my Passport" coincides with the items that had to do with travelling out of country.  What item am I going to check off this year?  That is the question.  I really don't know, but I am excited with the prospect that I have a little over 11 months left in this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a week off in February that I am looking forward to.  I was originally trying to plan a trip to Mexico or Dominic Republic, but that is not happening.  Maybe Vegas? That might be fun.  I would need to find travelling buddies first. Oh, and the money.  Money might be important! Slightly! Especially in Vegas. Doesn't that sound fun though? To just jump in the vehicle and start driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5792021736912943468?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/5792021736912943468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=5792021736912943468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5792021736912943468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5792021736912943468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-deleted-three-items-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-1555213651208533435</id><published>2009-01-11T21:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:36:26.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a new year is over rated...</title><content type='html'>Apparently, it's a new year is what I have been told over and over with the wishes "Happy New Year"  It doesn't feel any different. It is just a change of the digits .. from 2008 to 2009.  Am feeling crappy - maybe I should be blogging in better spirits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-1555213651208533435?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/1555213651208533435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=1555213651208533435&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1555213651208533435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1555213651208533435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-is-over-rated.html' title='a new year is over rated...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-8542812401973782586</id><published>2008-12-29T00:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:00:32.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hihi my faithful 2 readers! It has been awhile since I wrote in here and figured that I should write one more time before the New Year! It has been an emotional time during the holidays and I have had no Christmas Spirit.  We buried my uncle on Christmas Eve.  It was a shock to the whole family. I am very thankful to have my friends around when I needed them the most. Thank You, thank you, thank you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this year, I am most thankful for my friends who have helped me whether they knew it or not :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-8542812401973782586?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/8542812401973782586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=8542812401973782586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8542812401973782586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8542812401973782586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/12/hihi-my-faithful-2-readers-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-236169539769756397</id><published>2008-11-13T22:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:32:45.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tansi! I haven't written in here in over a month! It has been a very hectic month with a glimpse that it shall get more hectic by Christmas.  I am still trying to go to the Dominic Republic or Mexico or anywhere in the month of February!  I have my passport and I am desperately wanting to put a stamp in it! That, and its my birthday on February 16th and would love to be in another country!  I want to travel, damn it! I have already pre-booked days off for 7-10 days in February and it's freaking hard to try take time off with my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of jobs, I still love my job.  I am not looking forward to when my assistant takes maternity leave though.  I will be all by my lone in me office! Wah! Wah!  I wonder who they shall have replacing her?  Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our 2nd annual "Greg Naytowhow Memorial Volleyball" tournament and the "Around the Lake" Poker Championship Tournament!  The defending champions had won the volleyball tournament once again.  For the poker games, we had a very good turnout in all of the communities!  For the championship tournament, first place was $2550!! Like, holy crap! That is our record yet! Next year, I am so playing! I will not run the tournaments! I will not run the tournaments! I said that last year .. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yah! MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!  Its been snowing here for the past two days and there is finally snow on the ground and it looks like Winter!! Its about freaking time! I love winter. It is so beautiful! I even started my Christmas shopping with every intention of finishing it off BEFORE December! We shall see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-236169539769756397?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/236169539769756397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=236169539769756397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/236169539769756397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/236169539769756397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/11/tansi-i-havent-written-in-here-in-over.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5102841030560232994</id><published>2008-10-06T23:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:39:29.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I Kick the Bucket List..</title><content type='html'>I am not kicking the bucket anytime soon! (Crosses her fingers) Just thought I would set the record straight before my many fans read my list and freaks out! Heh.  Who am I kidding? I have ONE fan! Yah YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my list of things I want to do in my life .. It is still a work in progress and may add more to the list from time to time.  All seem achievable, however, a few of them requires money .. soooo... I shall I will kindly take any donations. I am a very worthwhile charity case! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5102841030560232994?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/5102841030560232994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=5102841030560232994&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5102841030560232994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5102841030560232994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/10/before-i-kick-bucket-list.html' title='Before I Kick the Bucket List..'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2963873665365349752</id><published>2008-09-21T15:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:00:01.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodmorning! Well, goodafternoon and just about good evening! I was scheduling a lazy Sunday.  It started out as such. Then I forgot, it would have been my Mosom's Birthday today.  He would have been turning 86?  My uncle Burt was over when I woke up and he reminded me of the date today.  So, I will be cooking a supper for folks today for whoever is around.  Not sure what I am cooking yet.  A roast, for sure. I was thinking of making soup and bannock. Mmmm, I am getting the most hungry now! Okay, well I am running over to the store to see what I can grab and maybe find some boys (who aren't lazy) to pick up the freezer over at my brothers place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I went to the Aboriginal Music Festival this past Friday night in Saskatoon.  Most fun! Rock on my peoples! (Especially, Mr. Knight....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2963873665365349752?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/2963873665365349752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=2963873665365349752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2963873665365349752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2963873665365349752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodmorning-well-goodafternoon-and-just.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3595502044662122187</id><published>2008-09-17T00:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:29:04.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my thought...</title><content type='html'>I think. I really do think that I need to drink. I need a night out with a few friends.  Sit around have a couple drinks and laugh.  No Drama.  Don't need drama.  I don't have much drama in my life, but at times, my friends do and sometimes that just kills the good times. However, at times, its funny as hell. Someday, I shall be the dramatic one, now that would be funny? On this night out, I think I shall dubb Janna DD! You can even come spoon with me Janna.  I promise to knock you up!  Okay, well its past the midnight and is now the Day After Tueseday! I shall get to bed =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3595502044662122187?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3595502044662122187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3595502044662122187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3595502044662122187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3595502044662122187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-thought.html' title='my thought...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6817311559529411091</id><published>2008-09-06T14:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:03:38.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my JannaBanana is pregnant!  Congrats Girl!  Hey, if she is a girl, can you name her myBonnie Lynne JR?? Doesn't that sound AWESOME! haha .. Am just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its a beautiful Saturday afternoon.  Kind of quiet around here.  I stayed in lastnight because I just be too damn lazy! I was suppose to meet a couple of the girls up in Timber Bay lastnight to have a couple drinks and shoot the breeze.  Maybe another night! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start on my own Bucket List.  Not that I am going to kick the bucket soon, but still!  Stay tuned, for my Bucket List in the near future....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6817311559529411091?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6817311559529411091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6817311559529411091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6817311559529411091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6817311559529411091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-my-jannabanana-is-pregnant-congrats.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5475035483393924260</id><published>2008-09-02T23:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:54:44.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>M0LAN0SA Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Group Picture--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/DSC00072.jpg" border="0" alt="Woo Group Picture!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--My Mommy--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/DSC00070.jpg" border="0" alt="my mommy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--My Nokom--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/DSC00032.jpg" border="0" alt="My Nokom"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Bev and Richie--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00031-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/DSC00031-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Justin--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00040-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/DSC00040-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Roxy and Wheezy--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00029-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/DSC00029-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Dacey and Buddy--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00039-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/DSC00039-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Roxy--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Molanosa%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00019-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/09/m0lan0sa-days.html' title='M0LAN0SA Days'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5870002140096160302</id><published>2008-08-18T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:31:06.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Janna...&lt;br /&gt;heh. Cheap Blog Entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5870002140096160302?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/5870002140096160302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=5870002140096160302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5870002140096160302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5870002140096160302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-janna.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6394895737398522826</id><published>2008-07-30T20:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:31:03.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is the day after Tuesday and I am relaxing in my bedroom, listening to the thunder, rain splashing against my window and I can see the lightening through my curtains.  It is soothing.  I can just sit here all evening.  There is just something about storms.  I love them!  Absolutely, love the sound of rain and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my only thought that I would like to express today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6394895737398522826?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6394895737398522826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6394895737398522826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6394895737398522826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6394895737398522826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-is-day-after-tuesday-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2918897314920132492</id><published>2008-07-24T23:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:21:20.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I want holidays.  I is confused.  I love my job.  I don't want to be away from the office, but at the same time, I want to go somewhere.  Why can't my office travel with me?  Just pack up my desk, computer, phone, fax, and scanner and just travel (must not forget my blackberry).  If I get to take time off, I know I will be okay for the first couple of days then I will start wondering whats going on, who is phoning in .. I figure they will be lost without me.  But then again, I said that about my last job of SEVEN years.  Lost without me! HAH!  Can't survive without me! HAH! Office will shut down! HAH!  Health Centre will be disorganized! HAH!  Blah, blah , blah.  They are doing just fine and dandy.  Bastards! *laughs*  I miss them bastards :)  I am absolutely loving my job though!  Oooh!  The Director put in her two week resignation notice! I almost forgot!  I should give her a call tommorow.  Her last day is next week on Tuesday.  I wonder.  Will I get my FREE jacket she was going to purchase for me? My TWO FREE jackets and Vest?  I better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2918897314920132492?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/2918897314920132492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=2918897314920132492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2918897314920132492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2918897314920132492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-want-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5019343091419421484</id><published>2008-07-21T23:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:12:22.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I just don't know.  I can just sit here thinking and thinking and I still will not know.  I have just been thinking about everything lately.  Absolutely everything and of absolutely nothing.  I know that message is very vague and cryptic, but its for me to come back to for reflection purposes...I think I have too much time on my hands to be thinking this much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough thinking about things that I do not know of.  I do know that, I am looking forward to our cultural days that is coming up next month.  I get to go camping for one whole week!  Last year, it was a whole week of playing poker! Fun Times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing the baby.  He went up north for a visit.  I think they will be gone till the end of this month.  Holy Crap!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now,  it is late and I am exhausted :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5019343091419421484?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/5019343091419421484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=5019343091419421484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5019343091419421484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5019343091419421484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-i-just-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-1772638738471985368</id><published>2008-07-07T22:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:27:07.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>drinks, poker, ufc and fishing ... typical boy stuff...</title><content type='html'>On Friday, the boss was away for a meeting in the city.  My intention was to phone him up or text him and ask if I could take off early so I could head out to Thompsons Camp for a fun-filled weekend of fishing!  He ended up texting me and left a msg for me at work that there was a last minute emergency meeting at 3:00 p.m. at the office.  Yeah, there goes my idea.  I didn't get outta the office till 5:30ish.  That didn't damper my spirits!  I was still excited.  I had fishing on my mind all damn day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the meeting, I went to go load up the boat, cruized home and packed up and was waiting for Candace to get to the Rez.  We didn't leave the Rez till 7:30 p.m. We got to La Ronge and it was raining.  We must have looked silly!  It was raining, lightening, and thunder and here we were, driving around with a boat.  That was when I started to get sick because I was running around in the rain.  But, I really wanted that KFC!  Anywhos, we trekked along to Thompsons Camp.  Its a good thing that Candace packed her "Adventure Eyes" she needs them anytime she goes for a road trip with me.  It was so smokey and foggy, smoggy? just past La Ronge and all the way up to Thompsons Camp.  It took us forever to get up there!  Every vehicle that past us, we thought, that must be the boys checking up on us because by this time it was dark already and past 10:00 p.m.  But nooo.  Assholes that they are, didn't even worry about us!  We finally got there about 10:30ish, unpacked everything and went wandering around the camp (in the rain, again) to look for the boys cabin.  Finally found them, after walking by their cabin 3-4 times!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I woke up to a cloudy, windy and rainy day!  So much for fishing!  I banged stuff around in the kitchen cooking breakfast for Candace and I.  Sleepyhead, she got to sleep in.  I didn't mind cooking.  Mmmm BACON!  Couple of the boys come over later on to let us know that they are gonna be playing poker at their cabin.  Thats all we did on Saturday, played poker (I won $55 - WOOHOO), had a few drinks (WOOHOO AGAIN), and watched UFC (Must I repeat myself? WOOHOO!).  Oooh, of course I can't forget the wonderful and most delicious steak and potatoes that Sol cooked for everyone ... Yummy!!  The whole time, I was still sick with a cold.  I found out though that after a few drinks my cold distappeared for awhile!  I went to bed Saturday night kinda earlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.  Bright, beautiful Sunday.  Must pack up and check out, Sunday.  The sun decided to grace us with her presence this day.  Nine o'clock in the morning, there was banging at our day.  "Taking the boat out!!"  DAMN, I dressed, packed EVERYTHING up, and was checked out of the cabin in no time!  Our last day there and we finally got to take out the boats!!  We spent about 6 hours of good fishing time!  Finally!  We didn't get back home till about 7ish that evening.  Still Sick.  Being out on the boat probably didn't help either.  I had the most fun, despite being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - I didn't make it to work. &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - I better make it to work. (there is only so much housework I can do before I go CrAzY) .. BBQ at the house!  Fonze's BDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-1772638738471985368?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/1772638738471985368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=1772638738471985368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1772638738471985368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1772638738471985368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/07/drinks-poker-ufc-and-fishing-typical.html' title='drinks, poker, ufc and fishing ... typical boy stuff...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-4872868221428475948</id><published>2008-06-20T19:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:33:20.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>puttin on the dancing shoes</title><content type='html'>and heading out dancing tonight!  My auntie got married today.  I missed the ceremony.  I missed the supper.  I sure the hell ain't missing the dance!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was thirsty Thursday lastnight!  It was payday AND we had no work today.  Where the hell was I?  At home.  Home, watching movies.  Damn, I feel old.  I was remembering, once upon a time, if it was a payday and long weekend, I would be no where near home.  Yet, here I was, watching movies and playing with my godson.  It was still great.  I enjoy my days at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its taking me forever to write this entry.  I keep taking breaks to apply my makeup and to talk to Lisa.  I should get going here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out to raise some hell...&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;probably not...&lt;br /&gt;definitely, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-4872868221428475948?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/4872868221428475948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=4872868221428475948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/4872868221428475948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/4872868221428475948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/06/puttin-on-dancing-shoes.html' title='puttin on the dancing shoes'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-8493224967023397809</id><published>2008-06-07T20:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:05:22.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, ahem, I mean - Dear Janna (My fellow ninja-hiding-in-the-bush partner):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we didn't yell out, nobody would have seen us eh!  Wow.  We were awesome. I so need sleep right now!  I demand sleep! Its too damn early to sleep.  I want to play poker.  I want to watch movies.  I want...  I am ready to do so some picture stealing from lastnight as soon as people post up their pictures!!  HURRY UP.  I can't believe I forgot my camera!  I missed so many pictures! Grrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-8493224967023397809?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/8493224967023397809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=8493224967023397809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8493224967023397809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8493224967023397809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-diary-ahem-i-mean-dear-janna-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2865386128637270309</id><published>2008-05-31T14:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:45:47.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>last entry...</title><content type='html'>of the month that is!  I have loads of work to get done this weekend!  I had started working at the Band Office on March 27, 2008 and from that date, it feels like we had daily meetings.  They are now requesting for the minutes of ALL the meetings by this Monday at 10:00 a.m.  DAMN.  I need two more weeks of meetings left to go then I will be all complete!  So here I am, surfing the internet and typing in my blog, when I could be working.  I shall get it done.  Gotta have faith!  I have a replacement coming in for all of next week while I am away.  I am hoping to only be away for 3 days, but we shall see.  I am picking up Nimis on Monday morning then we are heading to Valley River, MB, pick up my momma and then we are Winnipeg Bound!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2865386128637270309?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/2865386128637270309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=2865386128637270309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2865386128637270309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2865386128637270309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-entry.html' title='last entry...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-4406213223733776016</id><published>2008-05-25T09:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:09:57.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>day of thoughts</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Nimis!  How old are we today?  21, I am sure!  Hopefully, it clears up so we can have that BBQ at Little Red River Park!  I have some work to get done today before leaving, but I shall see you later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went onto G's memorial website this morning.  I don't go on there too often and now I remember why!  It is too early in the morning for thoughts.  It hurts the brain.  I need another cup of coffee here.  I will write more later.  I need to jump in the shower and get to work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday brother - Missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-4406213223733776016?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/4406213223733776016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=4406213223733776016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/4406213223733776016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/4406213223733776016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-nimis-how-old-are-we.html' title='day of thoughts'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-61259422951409978</id><published>2008-05-19T23:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:50:40.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>good and bad mixture of a weekend...</title><content type='html'>It is the end of the long weekend.  I missed out on a wedding meeting that turned out to be a drinking fest!  How wude! I wanted to go there, but I was just too tired to do anything.  I was in Prince Albert all week for meetings and by the time Friday rolled along, I just wanted to go home to my bed and that is what I did. It was D's birthday on Sunday - Sweet 16.  I took her and a couple others to go watch "Iron Man" - Awesome movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight, was like the worst night ever.  I think I got food poisening.  It was absolutely horrendous and was still feeling it all day today.  I was too scared to eat anything for awhile for fear it would come right back up.  Ugh!  Yeah, it was not a pretty site!  Having to get up around 5 times during the night, running up the stairs .. Finally, after the 4th time, I just layed down on the couch - I never had food poisening before and I never want it ever, ever again! In the history of ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take in my truck tommorow to the Claims office.  It got booted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-61259422951409978?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/61259422951409978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=61259422951409978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/61259422951409978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/61259422951409978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-and-bad-mixture-of-weekend.html' title='good and bad mixture of a weekend...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6582994602108975404</id><published>2008-05-05T23:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:50:13.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>update...</title><content type='html'>Quick Update as to what I been up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home this past weekend.  I caught up on my sleep and spent some quality time with the TV. WOO!  I also cleaned and raked up the yard on Sunday.  I still need to clean up behind the house and the driveway.  I would probably be needing help for that part!  Its like a freaking garbage dump. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to this upcoming weekend.  My momma is coming home for Mothers Day weekend.  I am hoping that the fish are running so we can go for a ride up to Hannen (sp?)Creek on Saturday for some snare fishing. We will be having a BBQ at Anglin Lake on Sunday before she leaves us once again.  For one weekend, we will not be orphans!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to work, I have been extremely busy and still loving it!  I was actually able to spend two consecutive days in the office!  I was ecstatic!  I am also hoping that this week that I can spend the majority of the week in the office.  I have asked Pamela to assist me with the piles and piles of filing and she seems to get more done when I am not there though.  I guess that goes the same for me.  I get ALOT more work done when my boss is away on meetings that I don't have to attend.  I can't wait till both offices are in order, things put away, papers filed away and organized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh!  Hessy's wedding date changed to July 25, 2008 and the location will be in Timber Bay!  Information is correct right?  I be a good bridesmaid =) Must go shopping for shoes.  Must plan some parties.  Must practice my drinking arm... I so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6582994602108975404?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6582994602108975404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6582994602108975404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6582994602108975404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6582994602108975404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/05/update.html' title='update...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3636433279173322834</id><published>2008-04-27T13:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T13:40:13.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is a lazy Sunday that followed a lazy Saturday.  On Friday night, I went out in Prince Albert for Roxanne's Birthday.  She turned a whole 20 years old!  No longer a teenager or can she say she is 20teen?  &lt;br /&gt;Anywhos....Other than going out on Friday, I did absolutely nothing all weekend.  I stayed home all day yesterday and looks like I will be doing the exact same thing today.  It's wonderful! I will be leaving for Saskatoon tommorow morning and I think I will be taking my Sarcan with me.  I have a meeting there for 2 days and Roxanne will be flying off to Vancouver on Tuesday afternoon.  Hopefully, I can meet her there next month *crosses her fingers*  That would just be awesome!  Lets see the magic work that Linda (the new Kokom-to-be) can do with da boss =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my personal life, it is at a standstill.  Currently, with my new job and my crazy schedule, I rarely have time for anything!  I am phoning my friends while I am on the road because that seems like the only time I have.  I know this "meeting after meeting" routine will be slowing down soon, but until then my friends .. TEXT ME or email me on my Blackberry .. My wonderful, beautiful BlackBerry.  Sorry, I don't mean to sound like I am bragging or flaunting my cellphone, but I really do love my BlackBerry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3636433279173322834?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3636433279173322834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3636433279173322834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3636433279173322834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3636433279173322834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-is-lazy-sunday-that-followed-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6126333445862770327</id><published>2008-04-19T13:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:32:05.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy winter...</title><content type='html'>I woke up bright and early this Saturday morning to a blanket of snow on the ground .. Happy Winter, I thought!!  I WAS going to start my spring cleaning this weekend.  Never mind that.  I shall go to a BBQ instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two new addictions.  First, is my Blackberry.  The boss and I did chip'ins to purchase it and I found my heart.  My heart is in the blackberry.  I love it.  Absolutely love it.  Today is actually the first day, since I recieved it two weeks ago, that it has been turned off for more than 12 hours.  Who knew there was an OFF button??!!  My other addiction is my other new toy.  I now have a laptop, courtesy of the band.  Technically, its not &lt;em&gt;mine&lt;/em&gt;, but will be in my possession for the next 3 years.  So yeah, its mine.  I need help from a geeks-r-us kinda person.  I wanna know how to work the software for my blackberry.  It is all installed and connected, but just don't know the how-to.  I also need Adobe-Acrobat.  I wanna make pdf files.  I think that is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start getting ready.  Turn on the Blackberry... I miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6126333445862770327?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6126333445862770327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6126333445862770327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6126333445862770327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6126333445862770327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-winter.html' title='happy winter...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2237477526880989170</id><published>2008-04-14T21:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:45:24.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for your info....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;how to leave a comment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the "comments" link at the bottom of a journal entry.  A pop-up window will appear.  Write your comments.  Click on the "name/url" button and type in your name in the little box underneath it that shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just that easy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2237477526880989170?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/2237477526880989170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=2237477526880989170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2237477526880989170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2237477526880989170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-for-your-info.html' title='Just for your info....'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-8270618349312402775</id><published>2008-04-13T10:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:15:43.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>loving my stapler...</title><content type='html'>I have a new job.  After seven years working at the Health Centre, I been seconded over to the Band Office.  I am now the Executive Assistant for the Chief.  It is a different enviroment. Different people.  A different pace.  It is, how do I say .... different.  I still have to help the Health Centre train the people that will be taking over my job duties.  There are two people doing my job and if you count the Health Director taking over my supervisory duties for the time being.  That would be three.  Three people to do my job!  Wow.  I was awesome.  Maybe if I were getting paid a higher wage, I would have stayed. No, probably not.  I needed change desperately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change I needed.  Change I got!  I have been stupidly busy these past two weeks that I don't even have to time to think.  I am absolutely loving it and scared at the same time!  At the Health Centre, I knew the programs inside out.  I knew what I was doing and was excellent in my job.  I been working at the band office for around 2.5 weeks and I don't know where anything is.  The phones never stop ringing, requests flying in, people wandering into my office, going to meeting after meeting.  I have a million and a half things needing to get done at any time of the day. Its been a whirlwind!  I still have to go pack up my old office, take down my pictures, steal a couple more items.  After a couple years of not getting a raise. I sure showed them!  I stole my stapler.  Muahahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-8270618349312402775?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/8270618349312402775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=8270618349312402775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8270618349312402775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8270618349312402775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-new-job.html' title='loving my stapler...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-8807441299972687760</id><published>2008-03-26T02:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:49:32.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>election results 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chief&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roger I. Bird     472&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Bird   360&lt;br /&gt;Frank J. Roberts 139&lt;br /&gt;Jack Ross 34&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montreal Lake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arnold Naytowhow  289&lt;br /&gt;Jason Ballantyne 271&lt;br /&gt;Shirley Henderson 268&lt;br /&gt;Delia Naytowhow 236&lt;br /&gt;Simpson Naytowhow 228&lt;br /&gt;Harry Halkett 207&lt;br /&gt;Steven Ross 188&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theresa Halkett 181&lt;br /&gt;Leslie Bird 166&lt;br /&gt;Agnes Naytowhow 166&lt;br /&gt;Norman Ross Jr 148&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey Okemow 147&lt;br /&gt;Eli Roberts 144&lt;br /&gt;Roy Ross 129&lt;br /&gt;Bernard Bird 112&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy A. Bird 90&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PA Urban:  Bi-Election: April 25, 2008&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;John H. Charles 48&lt;br /&gt;Wallace Charles 48&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norma Ross-Ballantyne 41&lt;br /&gt;Conrad Naytowhow 21&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Red&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jeff Badger 152&lt;br /&gt;Elmer Ballantyne 126&lt;br /&gt;Fred Halkett 109&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard Halkett 90&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Bird 81&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weyakwin/Timber Bay&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jarret Nelson 36&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyril Henderson 22&lt;br /&gt;Conrad Naytowhow 11&lt;br /&gt;Joe Nelson 11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-8807441299972687760?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8807441299972687760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8807441299972687760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/03/election-results-2008.html' title='election results 2008'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-4548898934404419762</id><published>2008-03-14T11:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:03:34.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whadda!</title><content type='html'>Heading to a Ninja Tournament this weekend in Weyburn.  Gonna go hang out with Ninja Nimis doing Ninja stuff, have ninja conversations, and watch some ninja competitions!  I am excited.  It should be interesting!  I leave sometime today and be back sometime on Sunday?  Yeah.  Nothing like being specific eh!  I really don't know any ninja times yet!  Ooh, speaking of Ninja!  I received my yellow belt a couple weeks ago! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been extremely busy all damn week.  I miss my home.  I been sleeping there everynight, but haven't had the chance to just stay home and relax.  I am missing my bed.  I wanna be lazy!  There is always next weekend.  Long freaking weekend. WooHoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry On Peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-4548898934404419762?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/4548898934404419762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=4548898934404419762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/4548898934404419762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/4548898934404419762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/03/whadda.html' title='Whadda!'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-9113691278939953612</id><published>2008-03-10T12:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:32:56.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just another manic monday....</title><content type='html'>I am back at work in full force.  Well, actually, I was back last week, but I had technically only worked for 2.5 days.  I got sent to meetings the last couple days and that was informative (Kind of).  I have piles and piles of work waiting for me.  I need an assistant.  I wanna just sit here answer questions and phones and have someone else do the actual paper work.  That would be wonderful.  Any volunteers?  I can not pay you, but you will be paid in kind of being in my presence.  That is an opportunity that no money can get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a road trip this past Friday to Yorkton and was back in Prince Albert the very next day.  The roads were awful on the way there and it took me about 5 hours to get there.  Thank you Maxim Radio for making the time fly by.  On the way back, it took me 3.5 hours - No stops.  Thank you Maxim Radio once again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an absolutely beautiful day yesterday.  I took the opportunity to totally clean out my truck.  It feels brand new again.  I don't want to trade off my truck anymore.  Lately, I have been feeling the urge to trade off my truck.  It is a damn gas guzzler, but it looks damn nice!  I make the truck look hot.  What do I do?  I shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have too much to say in my blogger today.  I am writing this during my lunch hour at work and I really should get back....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-9113691278939953612?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/9113691278939953612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=9113691278939953612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/9113691278939953612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/9113691278939953612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='just another manic monday....'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5924114160692753482</id><published>2008-02-29T10:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:22:20.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>question...</title><content type='html'>Question...Whats a downstairs?  Seriously.  Seriously?  Seriously.  Who the hell reads my blog?  I was just wondering.  Am I sitting here talking to myself in blogland?  Hrmph!  How wude!  At least when I talk to myself, the voices in my head respond.  They can hold up a decent conversation at times.  I miss them.  I should wake them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is near the end of my holidays.  Can I just have two more weeks off?  Okay, just one.  I think I am getting used to this.  My holidays had gotten extended by a week already so that was 3 weeks in total.  What did I do?  Absolutely nothing.  I ain't complaining.  I loved it.  Except for yesterday.  I was bitchy.  Like seriously B-I-T-C-H-Y.  But, I got over it.  I am cool now.  More like, awesome.  I excovered awesomeness!  Excover.  New word.  Pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading into the big city today.  I am finally getting my paycheque.  A$$holes.  OH yeah.  I got over it.  I am awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, gotta go.  The baby is up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5924114160692753482?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/5924114160692753482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=5924114160692753482&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5924114160692753482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5924114160692753482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/02/question.html' title='question...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-1472709415746967608</id><published>2008-02-14T12:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:21:59.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentines day...</title><content type='html'>Today we are going to have a supper, cake and ice cream.  It is Whitney's birthday and she was saying that she never had a supper on her birthday since she was 12.  I hate to be the one to break tradition, sooooo we are celebrating it being valentines day not her birthday....haha.  A$$holes, we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I will be taking my holidays again.  Not having to go to sleep early and swear at my alarm every morning has been a blessing.  But, on the not so positive side, It feels like I broke my toe - I am taking meds for it now.  I have to go for my yearly physical before my holidays are up - Start taking my regular meds.  I think my one eyeball is bigger than the other - I have to go see the nurse about this before the day is over.  Lets just say, I broke my eyeball.  It sounds more tragic.  I have to go for a belt test on my birthday - which means, no celebrating my birthday the night before.  I get to spend yet more money on me truck - I have an appointment for it tommorow for my right bearings and an oil change.  Ooh!  My fire wound is all healed now, but I still have a bruised ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and watched that movie &lt;em&gt;Fools Gold&lt;/em&gt; with the nieces.  It was awesome.  There is this one part of the movie where this not-so-bright chick had come a bright realization and it was just hilarious.  The funny part was that I didn't get the joke right away and when I finally heard and comprehended what she was saying, I started laughing.  By then, it was quiet in the cinema - except for me giggling.  That got me laughing more to a point where I started crying cause I was laughing too much.  That made me laugh some more and when I almost snorted, yeah, seen my girls leaning away from me like they didn't want people know they were with me.  Hehe.  Great girls night out!  Must not have been that embarassing because they said we have to do that again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye is pissing me off.  Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  Yesterday was my day of mixed feelings and confusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-1472709415746967608?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/1472709415746967608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=1472709415746967608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1472709415746967608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1472709415746967608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='happy valentines day...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3205601497583141590</id><published>2008-02-12T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:55:42.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>day two...</title><content type='html'>of my holidays....  I was so freaking bored yesterday, but today, I could do absolutely nothing and enjoy the hell out of it.  I woke up today at 10:30 a.m. and it seemed so early and normally, that would be so sleeping in.  How come nobody from work phoned me yet with a crisis?  Am I replaceable?  I doubt it.  Everybody can be replaced by someone better.  I am the better one though.  Am I conceited?  or modest?  I choose modest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my karate class lastnight and I will be going for a belt test this Saturday.  On my birthday.  That bites.  I was telling my sister-cousin that she will have to pick me up at the Nash before the test.  Umm, yeah.  I am on my own.  She has never been there and refuses to go there.  Boy oh boy is she missing out!  There is a downstairs and everything!  Her loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go to town today.  I want to go watch the movie "Fools Gold" and my niece has offered to spend the day with me, after school, that is.  It must be "cool" now to hang out with Aunty!  I'll show her cool!  I am down with the lingo and everything!  Jipta!  See.  How cool am I.  That is a statement, not a question.  Nobody answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later homies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3205601497583141590?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3205601497583141590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3205601497583141590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3205601497583141590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3205601497583141590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-two.html' title='day two...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2679931247600405665</id><published>2008-02-10T21:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:50:17.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>on holidays...</title><content type='html'>I just started a two week holiday.  And so far, what did I do?  Absolutely nothing.  Friday was my last day of work and I ended up staying there till 8:30 in the evening.  I finished up all my reports and was leaving last minute instructions to my replacement.  I stayed home all weekend.  I ventured out a couple of times to play poker, but not too far away.  My birthday is coming up and I am starting to feel too old to celebrate! Lol.  That is just because I stayed home all freaking weekend.  I have got to admit though, it was relaxing. I think I seriously need to find more friends around here!  Friends who would come visit ME when I am too lazy to go anywheres.  That is how I am feeling.  Loving my bed just a bit too much.  I think I should go crawl into bed again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2679931247600405665?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/2679931247600405665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=2679931247600405665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2679931247600405665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2679931247600405665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-holidays.html' title='on holidays...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-8225314249794265866</id><published>2008-01-28T12:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T12:47:15.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just one of those days</title><content type='html'>Today is just one of those days where you want to stay confined inside your house and not go anywhere!  I slept in this morning, well, on purpose.  I opened up the curtains and seen a blizzard going on.  I crawled back under the covers and attempted to sleep.  Damn alarm.  So, I slept at 9 minute intervals.  I phoned in to work with the intention of telling the receptionist that I will not be in today.  Yeah.  The Vice-Chief answered the phone.  I will be in right away, I says!  Got lazy, once again.  Phoned in for the second time with the same intention as before.  The reception now answers and says for me to get my butt to work as my boss from town made it into work through the blizzard.  Send a taxi to pick me up in 15, I says!  So here I am at work.  Lazy as hell.  Blizzard still going on.  Boss went home.  It is one of those days, where I could get a lot of work done, because it is so quiet, if only I were motivated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a smoke.  It is too damn cold and I am trying to cut back.  If I were to cut back or heaven forbid, quit smoking, I would have to quit drinking.  That is just rude.  I am confused.  What do I do?  Kill two birds with one stone?  I like birdies.  I think I will try working.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  Sometimes, I don't understand people.  They can be confusing too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-8225314249794265866?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/8225314249794265866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=8225314249794265866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8225314249794265866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8225314249794265866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='just one of those days'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3560466211066639741</id><published>2008-01-25T16:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T16:56:59.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip cancelled...</title><content type='html'>My road trip to Los Angeles has been cancelled.  I shall write more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3560466211066639741?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3560466211066639741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3560466211066639741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3560466211066639741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3560466211066639741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/01/road-trip-cancelled.html' title='road trip cancelled...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7152062623438040298</id><published>2008-01-14T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:39:09.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>all of a sudden...</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden tonight, I miss my brother.  It has been quite a few years and I can still see his face, hear his laugh.  I sit here and wonder how life would be different if he were here.  Where would he be in his life?  Would I have grown up to be the person that I am today?  Would his daughter?  I wish that I had the power to see.  How would it be different?  The moment that I lost him was a big impact in my life.  It was life changing.  I know I have said before that everything happens for a reason.  I have to believe that or I will go crazy with thoughts.  I have accepted the fact, but sometimes, I just wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering Aimlessly (just for the moment...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7152062623438040298?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/7152062623438040298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=7152062623438040298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7152062623438040298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7152062623438040298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-of-sudden.html' title='all of a sudden...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-8768441846520249073</id><published>2008-01-12T00:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T11:12:39.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2007</title><content type='html'>If you are one of my friends and you are watching the slide show above and you have other photos from 2007 that you want added .. EMAIL ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  I need pictures of Lorna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-8768441846520249073?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/8768441846520249073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=8768441846520249073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8768441846520249073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/8768441846520249073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-2007.html' title='Year 2007'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7046541384162153835</id><published>2008-01-09T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:22:01.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new years resolutions...</title><content type='html'>I don't have any. Once upon a time, I used to make resolutions, but I ended up breaking them.  So now, I figure, I will not make any resolutions because they end up being empty promises and I hate lying to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Karate tonight.  Slowly, it shall kill me!  Or make me stronger?  It feels like the former.  I gotta go get ready for the punishment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7046541384162153835?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/7046541384162153835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=7046541384162153835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7046541384162153835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7046541384162153835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='new years resolutions...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-641584653311684806</id><published>2008-01-03T00:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T02:31:12.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year...</title><content type='html'>A Happy New Year to everyone!  What will the new year bring to me?  I want to make some changes.  Well, one in particular, but I been saying that for years.  Can I quit my job?  In March, it will be seven years since I started working at the Health Centre.  I like my job.  I am comfortable in it.  Maybe too comfortable, there is no opportunity for advancement.  No prospects of a salary raise.  And yet, I am still here.  I did warn the boss, however, that I might be returning to school in the fall.  She realizes that after seven years, a person must move on.  What will people do without me???  Hehe .. Prolly continue on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work.  That is where I am right now being security till 8:00 a.m.  It is only 2:30 and I am already tired.  I still have 5.5 hours to go!  No security showed up tonight and as supervisor, I couldn't find anybody to work!  So here I am, working.  I don't think I will be making it to work in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should go do my rounds or play poker...Such decisions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-641584653311684806?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/641584653311684806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=641584653311684806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/641584653311684806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/641584653311684806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-923088477132413004</id><published>2007-12-29T01:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:26:27.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>festivous holidays...</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas Folks .. (if anybody reads this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked my first Christmas dinner all by myself!  Well, just about.  Kev had played army by peeling potatoes and Fonze finished it off by mashing them.  It was a bit different this year.  We had our late Christmas Eve dinner as usual, but my momma wasn't here, actually, a whole lotta people were not there.  Oh well, some people showed up and the food was good. I think my momma really is serious about this married life and living in Manitoba thing ... hmm.  On Christmas morning, Robert, Fonze, Roxanne and I had ventured off to Valley River, MB to have supper at my mom's place.  After supper, Robert had come back home that night because he had to work the next day and the rest of us had spent the night.  We were all being very lazy the next day on Boxing Day and spent most the day reading or watching TV.  We finally got going around 6:00 p.m. to make the 6-7 hour trip home.  Other than the fog, it was an uneventful ride home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my truck hates me.  Seriously now.  Seriously?  Seriously! I finished paying it all off a couple months ago and it chose then to start breaking down.  I have already got an oil change, tune-up, and left bearings put on it.  My to-fix list includes:  right bearings, u-joint, axle sealants, and a couple flushes.  That was before the heater motor went and damn well broke on me!  If it isn't one thing, its another!  My truck and I are having this love-hate relationship thing going on about now!  I love it, it hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve.  No clue what we are doing!  I suppose I gotta try get this heat thing working in my truck before going anywhere.  I bought the part for it today so now I just need to find someone to install it for me.  HELP!  Maybe, I will just hitch-hike to the nearest bar!  I need a drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-923088477132413004?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/923088477132413004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=923088477132413004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/923088477132413004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/923088477132413004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/12/festivous-holidays.html' title='festivous holidays...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7343147687479194552</id><published>2007-12-10T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:51:55.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>fun, fun, fun...</title><content type='html'>I am back from my road trip to Edmonton!  It was the most fun!  I started and completed my Christmas shopping, I think...  I sure the hell hope I am!  I am like so shopped out (except if it is for myself...)  Our first stop in Edmonton when we got there on Thursday?  Red Lobster!!  I was stupidly full by the end of the meal!  Friday, I was a mall rat.  I caught a taxi to the West Edmonton Mall and did a lot of window shopping.  I bought myself two pairs of shoes and a hat.  Love my shoes!!  Candace met up with me at the mall when she was done her meetings.  After wandering the mall again, we ventured off to find the Indian Casino.  No luck for me :(  It was on Saturday when I did all of my Christmas shopping.  I caught the taxi again to the crazy, hectic mall and caught alot of great sales!  We also found our way to Ikeam, Best Buy, Old Navy, and Reitmans on the other side of the city.  We only got lost twice in the city.  The last one was today when we were trying to find our way out of the city to go home.  Good thing I packed my adventure eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just about home.  I am staying in Prince Albert tonight.  I have another day off from work tommorow so I can pick up my truck tommorow that I had dropped off at the shop before heading out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, am gonna go watch a movie or something.  Latah! *waves* to the peeps who read this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7343147687479194552?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/7343147687479194552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=7343147687479194552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7343147687479194552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7343147687479194552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/12/fun-fun-fun.html' title='fun, fun, fun...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6840130987813915954</id><published>2007-12-05T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:52:44.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip...</title><content type='html'>Yah!! I am going on a road trip this weekend!  I have the next two days off from work even!  I will be heading to the big ole city of Edmonton, Alberta to do some christmas shopping.  Must remember to pack my running shoes!  I will be travelling with Candace.  She has to work.  Poor girl.  I have to do nothing.  Lucky girl! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6840130987813915954?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6840130987813915954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6840130987813915954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6840130987813915954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6840130987813915954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/12/road-trip.html' title='road trip...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7639588723872123584</id><published>2007-12-01T00:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T01:00:48.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>friday night...</title><content type='html'>I am home on a Friday night.  I don't mind it too much anymore.  There was a day when I would have been stupidly bored, but now it is more relaxing than anything especially after a long week at work.  I am finally done my truck payments!! After four long years, I am done.  Of course, it is when my truck starts to act up. That kind of sucks.  Right before Christmas!  I am suppose to be going to Edmonton next weekend with Candace to go do some shopping!  I was so looking forward to it.  I already have the days off to go, but its looking like I might be staying back to fix up my truck.  Unless, I find a money tree.  I like trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugged a tree today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7639588723872123584?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/7639588723872123584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=7639588723872123584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7639588723872123584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7639588723872123584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-night.html' title='friday night...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5160117637997320397</id><published>2007-11-20T22:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:53:04.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>me A to Z ...</title><content type='html'>A-Age:  I lie too much, I forget my own age at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Better Half: ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Chore you hate:  Washing Dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Dads Name:  John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Essential Make-up:  Eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;F-Favourite Saying:  Motherf*cker!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;G-Gold or Silver:  Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-Hometown:  Timber Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- Incredible treasure(s):  My picture of my future ex-husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- Job Title:  Patient Transportation Coordinator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- K.D.or homemade? KD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- Least Favorite sport to play: I don't play in any sports I don't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- Moms name:  Momma!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;N- Name of person you admire:  Friends, family, People who can quit their job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-Phobias:  Spiders, Musquatekums, and Outhouses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-Quote you like:  "I'm scared of everything!  I'm scared of what I saw.  I'm scared of what I did! Of who I am.  But most of all, I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I am with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Real annoying pet peeve(s):  Stupid People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-Siblings:  My brothers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T- time you woke up this morning:  When my alarm went off for the 5th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-Unique habit:  Being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-Veggies you wont eat:  I like veggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-Who do yo u Love: ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X- Xrays you have had: I have had no x-rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z-Zodiac Sign: Aquarius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5160117637997320397?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/5160117637997320397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=5160117637997320397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5160117637997320397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5160117637997320397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-z.html' title='me A to Z ...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6130428514832327407</id><published>2007-11-18T16:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:45:56.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>walking in the winter wonderland...</title><content type='html'>Its been a lazy Sunday afternoon. It has been snowing all day and it is only -4 C!  Beautiful.  My plans for today?  Watch football and play poker!  Could a girl ask for anything more??  Maybe if I had a drink and then it would be a super awesome Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6130428514832327407?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6130428514832327407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6130428514832327407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6130428514832327407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6130428514832327407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/11/walking-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='walking in the winter wonderland...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7831540513395721400</id><published>2007-11-07T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:46:46.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a new addition...</title><content type='html'>We have a new addition in the house ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/2007-Darion03-EditedAgain.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bundle of joy was brought into the world on November 4, 2007.  It got me thinking...Okay, thought is over. I am really excited for my niece because she is a brand new mommy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also post a picture of puppy!  Yet, another addition to our household!  That picture should wait thought.  I wouldn't want to steal the limelight from the baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7831540513395721400?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/7831540513395721400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=7831540513395721400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7831540513395721400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7831540513395721400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-addition.html' title='a new addition...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6018742385997670083</id><published>2007-10-22T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:42:03.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Video...</title><content type='html'>I don't know how this You Tube thing works, but I figure I would check it out...  This video was taken at the Karate Tournament this past weekend in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan.  This is my nephew performing his Kata ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPcVb-TO0R0"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPcVb-TO0R0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6018742385997670083?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6018742385997670083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6018742385997670083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6018742385997670083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6018742385997670083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/10/video.html' title='Video...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7467566872851484885</id><published>2007-10-18T18:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:32:16.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>queen for a day or two...</title><content type='html'>Leaving Saskatchewan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the airport in Saskatoon at about 5:00 a.m. on Monday morning.  I had went to bed around midnight and was up by 4:00 in the morning.  I kept waking up every 1/2 hour because I was too scared too sleep in.  After I got my boarding pass, I went straight to Tim Hortens to grab myself a much needed coffee.  I stood in line to get through the security check and when I finally got to gates, I was told that I could not take my coffee past security check!  How rude is that!  After grumbling and sipping a 1/4 of my coffee, I threw it away.  I pray to the Coffee Gods for forgiveness!  I went through the security check all right, but they went through my carry-on bag and threw away my hairspray, mousse, and thermal spray!  They also went through my purse because apparently my dolphin keychain looked suspicious!  The plane ride to Toronto was uneventful, but very tiring.  I hate aisle seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving in Toronto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still half asleep and was not able to sleep on the plane.  We picked up our luggage and proceeded out to Gate D where a car was there to pick us up and take us to our hotel room. We checked into our hotel rooms and met downstairs in the restaurant for breakfast/dinner.  The other people were quite excited to be in Toronto and wanted to go site seeing and all I could think of was the very comfortable looking bed and pillow that I had seen in my room.  I put away my "tired eyes" and put on my "adventurous eyes"  We were told that we can use the car and driver to take us wherever we wanted that day.  After dinner, we phoned up the car company and they come to pick us up.  We ended up in Niagra Falls!  It was my second time seeing the Falls, but it is so spectacular that I can go there over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PA150162.jpg" border="0" alt="Me at Niagra Falls"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PA150157.jpg" border="0" alt="Niagra on the Canadian Side!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PA150152.jpg" border="0" alt="Niagra on the American Side!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back around 8:00 that evening and went straight to a restaurant called "Milestone's Bar &amp; Grill" to meet one of the Sales Executive of the Software Company that we were to see the next day for a business meeting.  The food was so delicious and we left there stupidly full!  By the time we got back to the hotel room, we were all too tired to think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was our meeting day.  The car was sent to the hotel to pick us at 8:45 a.m. and after a 40 minute drive, we arrived to our meeting place.  The meeting was very interesting and informative.  When I was first told that I was going to Toronto, I had no idea what kind of meeting I was going to.  When people asked me why I was going to Toronto, my reply was, "I don't know, but I will find out when I get there!"  Our meeting ended early and we were all set to go shopping!  Me and boys went ahead to the Pro Bass Shop (The only one in Canada!!) and I got myself some sweet fishing gear!  The girls had stayed behind at the office to wait for the stretch limo that was being sent and they met up with us at the Pro Bass Store.  From there we proceeded to the Hockey Hall of Fame and then to the CN Tower to have supper at the revolving restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PA160181.jpg" border="0" alt="Pro Bass Shop!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PA160204.jpg" border="0" alt="Sweeeet Limo!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PA160200.jpg" border="0" alt="CN Tower"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After supper, we took a detour and drove around the city in the limo.  We got back to the hotel pretty late again and real exhausted.  We were spoiled big time and all expenses were covered!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Toronto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching a movie in the room, I went straight to bed just to get a phonecall at 6:00 a.m. to say that the car was waiting for us downstairs and we had to take off to the airport right away!  Six o'clock in Toronto was 4:00 a.m. here!  How tired was I!  We got to the airport in time and security check went ok.  My first stop after the security gates?  Tim Hortens.  I love the Toronto Airport!  They think to have the Tim Hortens store and a whole lotta other gift stores after the Security Checks.  I spent the rest of the time, browsing while waiting to board the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived back in Saskatchewan at about 10 o'clock in the morning.  I went straight to Prince Albert, did some shopping and cruized home in time to take a shower and run to my Karate Class!  I was so exhausted from the past 3 days that I slept for a whole 12 hours lastnight!!  Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  I now have internet at home once again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7467566872851484885?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/7467566872851484885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=7467566872851484885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7467566872851484885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7467566872851484885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/10/queen-for-day-or-two.html' title='queen for a day or two...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3874723742216100443</id><published>2007-10-14T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:16:35.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toronto...</title><content type='html'>I am heading to Toronto in the morning.  The flight leaves at 6:00 a.m. and I have to be at the airport by 5:00 o'clock in the freaking morning!  I am so excited, but at the same time, I am scared to sleep in!  I will be back by the Day After Tuesday and should, hopefully, be back on the reserve that evening for my Karate Class.  I don't want to miss class seeing I can do a whole five pushups! *laughs*  Pitiful, I know, but I have got to be the weakest person ever so that is good for me!  If I don't feel the need to go back to work on Thursday, I will have a super long weekend!  I am scheduled to be off from work for the whole week.  We will see how that goes.  I have to be up in about 5 hours, I should get to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3874723742216100443?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3874723742216100443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3874723742216100443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3874723742216100443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3874723742216100443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/10/toronto.html' title='Toronto...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2163404438330856733</id><published>2007-10-09T00:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:51:45.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck Continues...</title><content type='html'>I think my bad luck continued on from Pam's Car.  It started out by something as simple as renting a scratched movie and being 7 minutes late of exchanging it.  My change purse got lost.  It had my bank card, credit card, drivers license, status card and my gas money home.  So here I was, stuck in town, with no money and a truck that was on empty.  As soon as I realized that it wasn't in my friends truck, like I originally thought it would be, I called the bank.  Yeah.  They probabaly didn't believe it was really me.  I couldn't answer any questions to verify it was really me they were talking too! That was funny.  Pitiful, but funny.  I didn't know my credit card number.  I didn't know the phone number associated to my card or if I had my card for over five years.  I didn't know my age.  Oh hell, I have been lying about my age for years, I fool myself!  I told them my date of birth and got them to do the math.   I did, however, remember the last transaction made on my card and for how much!  How proud was I?!  It was for a freaking seat belt ticket!  Damn cops anyways.  Anywhos, after losing my purse thing, I went for a ride with Janna.  We were two blocks away and we ran out of gas.  I told her maybe I shouldn't have went for a ride with her because am nothing but bad luck.  Seriously now, I was going to go pick up my truck to get her gas, but with my bad luck, I would probably run out of gas right beside her!  It would have been out of support though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do see a bit of sunshine in the tunnel though!!  I found an old picture ID that was in my truck.  Using that ID, I was able to pick up the money that my brother wired me from the states.  My brother to the rescue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2163404438330856733?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/2163404438330856733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=2163404438330856733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2163404438330856733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2163404438330856733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/10/bad-luck-continues.html' title='Bad Luck Continues...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-787913925677790291</id><published>2007-10-04T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T17:28:34.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Terynce Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>I went to a birthday party for my nephew Teryence yesterday.  Yummy Cake &amp; Ice Cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Teryence" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Terynce02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Birthday Boy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Teryence03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Ronald and Kids" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/RonaldandKidsAgain.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img alt="Jonathon" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Jonathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, Pam tried to kill me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Pams Car" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PamsCar04.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img alt="Tried to Kill Me" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PamsCar01.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img alt="Seriously now, Where is the Tire?" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/PamsCar02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just about home!  We had decided to go on the old road to get back to the reserve .. I hear Pam screaming .. I look beside me .. and there goes the tire ... cruizing past the car ... DAMN.  I did not just say that.  Anywhos, Pam is trying to kill me off, I swear.  I am all her friend.  WHY?  I think by the end of the night, we had come to the conclusion .. It is Lorna's fault.  If only Lorna had Teryence a day earlier.  The car was just fine on Tuesday ... *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-787913925677790291?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/787913925677790291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=787913925677790291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/787913925677790291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/787913925677790291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/10/terynce-birthday-party.html' title='Terynce Birthday Party'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-1182280729023333786</id><published>2007-09-23T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T12:03:09.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I guess its that time...</title><content type='html'>It is Sunday.  Time for me to pack up and wander on towards home.  I am seriously contemplating getting the internet hooked back up at home.  I missed it.  Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is different around here at times.  On this past Friday, it would have been my mosom's birthday.   We had no supper.  There are still times when I forget that he has passed on.  I would be at the casino or something having a drink or a cigarette and for a brief moment, I would hesitate and glance around...   Just for that brief moment, I would forget ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-1182280729023333786?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/1182280729023333786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=1182280729023333786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1182280729023333786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/1182280729023333786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-i-guess-its-that-time.html' title='Well, I guess its that time...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3693614611233370784</id><published>2007-09-21T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:12:04.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...</title><content type='html'>I am so exhausted today.  I slept for about 2 hours lastnight, but I still made it to my informational workshop all day today!  Interesting meeting about Pandemic Planning.  I have been on this committee for a few months now and it's scary to think of what will happen when the pandemic hits.   What was the theme today ... it went something like .. "Its hard to plan a disaster, but even harder to explain why there was no plan.."   We have been working on a pandemic plan for our community, but still needs a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today would have been my mosom's birthday.  I almost had a moment today.  I had to leave my meeting and step outside for some air ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3693614611233370784?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3693614611233370784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3693614611233370784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3693614611233370784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3693614611233370784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/09/tired.html' title='tired...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6849260374725415382</id><published>2007-08-30T01:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:52:26.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays...</title><content type='html'>Shout out to everyone or anyone who still reads my pathetic attempt of a blog!  I am absolutely terrible in trying to keep it updated.  In my defence,  the internet back at home is still temporarily disconnected.  That is my excuse and I am sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been up to, you ask?!  I have been on holidays and absolutely loving it!  I am going on my third and last week of Annual Leave.  I am not totally thrilled at the prospect of going back to work, but it has to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a surprise visit to my mom in Manitoba on her birthday!  I had phoned her up first thing in the morning to wish her a Happy Birthday and to get an idea as to how she was spending her birthday and if she was going to be home.  I told her that I was being sent to meetings for the day and that one of my brothers was sent to work for the day and that he would call her at 5:00 p.m.  That was my way of ensuring that she be there when we arrived.  I also involved one of my aunties in my lies.  Thank you Auntie!  To make a long story short, my mom was really surprised and was almost crying when she seen us in the front yard. Aww. I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my holidays included a road trip to a new casino that just opened, cleaning up my basement, playing poker (love it), painting my bedroom and reorganizing, reading books (I haven't did this in forever!), and last, but not least, much needed rest and relaxation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6849260374725415382?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6849260374725415382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6849260374725415382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6849260374725415382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6849260374725415382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/08/holidays.html' title='holidays...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3578158468106666954</id><published>2007-07-26T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T18:31:13.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a quick rundown...</title><content type='html'>A quick rundown as to what I have been doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sun., July 15, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Drove to Prince Albert to stay overnight at a friends place (in order to wake up early to do some errands before doing some major grocery shopping for staff retreat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mon., July 16, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Slept In - Damn It. Major running around before finally meeting up with a couple co-workers to shop at the Canadian Wholesale. Ventured on to &lt;a href="http://www.adventuredestinations.ca/html/thompsons/"&gt;Thompson's Camp&lt;/a&gt;, north of La Ronge, in the evening after getting a damn seatbelt ticket in town. Arrived late and with a flat tire. The boys changed my tire. Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tue., July 17, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Woke up to a beautiful, sunny shining day. Went fishing from 10 a.m. - 9 p.m. Nice tan. Played poker this evening. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wed., July 18, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Attended meetings from 10 a.m. - 3:00 p.m. Counting the hours and minutes till I got to go fishing again. Yah!! Candace and I went fishing in one boat and was following the boys in the other boat. Found the Twin Falls and the North Falls. I got some great pictures of the rapids and an eagle nest. Candace only panicked once. Not bad. It was when we supposedly almost went down the rapids. Hrmph! I had everything under control. Took a wrong turn on the way back somewheres and was temporarily lost. We arrived back at camp at about 11:30 that evening after the "Search &amp; Rescue Team" attempted to find us, but by then we were 5-10 minutes away. Damn islands kept moving. Like, I said, everything under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thu., July 19, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Attended meetings again from 10:00 a.m. - 3:00 p.m. Uneventful fishing trip this evening. More beautiful pictures that I will get to posting someday. Played Poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fri., July 20, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Packed up to go back to Prince Albert. Tire almost fell off from truck (literally!!) around 30 minutes from town. Barely made it back. Had to spend the night in town to get the tire &amp;amp; rim repaired and replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sat., July 21, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Got a new used rim! Everything good to go. Did some shopping. Stopped off at McFee Lake on the way home because some friends were camping there for the weekend. Ended up sitting around the campfire, talking and laughing till about 3 a.m. Am exhausted!  But seriously girls, some of those stories ... definitely NOT campfire stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sun., July 22, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: I was suppose to go fishing today on Bittern Lake with Norm and friends. Change of Plans! I went for a drive with Lisa and had a few drinks then checked out Wheezy and Steve at their campsite. Sat around the campfire again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mon., July 23, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Got up early in the damn morning to go into town for a dentist appointment. Hottest day of the freaking year and no air conditioning! I survived, barely. The dentist took my favourite tooth. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tue., July 24, 2007:&lt;/u&gt; Went to work today. Bad Idea. Everything was crazy. There was a very brief power outage yesterday that screwed up the phone lines. The phone company came down, got it going. The power company was called - fixed a transformer. The back-up generator did work today, although it worked yesterday. An electrician had to be called for some electrical work (duh!) that was imbalanced? Lord knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wed., July 25, 2007&lt;/u&gt;: Worked for a couple hours then went into town to pick up new cell phones for our taxi's and to take the nursing van in for some vehicle maintenance. Almost finished reading the new Harry Potter Book. Stayed up way too late, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thu., July 26, 2007:&lt;/u&gt; Went to work. Kinda crazy, but not that bad. Finished the Harry Potter Book during my lunch hour! Our annual golf tournament was today. I did not attend, didn't really know about the event even if our family hosts it every year. It's different now. Still miss my favourite tooth. It hurts. Really, the dentist is a bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3578158468106666954?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3578158468106666954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3578158468106666954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3578158468106666954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3578158468106666954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-rundown.html' title='a quick rundown...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6821590642204166186</id><published>2007-07-16T01:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:44:57.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thompson's Camp here I come again !</title><content type='html'>wow .. look at me posting twice in one month!  I am over at Candaces again for the night.  We will be taking off to Thompson's Camp tommorow for the week on a staff retreat.  I am looking forward to a week of fishing and playing poker!  Can life get any better than that?!   I was already up there last week for meetings and had a blast.  It was ... lets say ... relaxing and adventurous ... On the first day there .. we had a blow out on one of the tires of the car .. then could have been a snack for a bear ... I didn't even get to take a picture of the bear .. Found out that I can still run though! And apparently, you are not suppose to run from a bear .. Now people tell me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6821590642204166186?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6821590642204166186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6821590642204166186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6821590642204166186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6821590642204166186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/07/thompsons-camp-here-i-come-again.html' title='Thompson&apos;s Camp here I come again !'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3108599835803400621</id><published>2007-07-08T08:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T09:05:34.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is Sunday morning and I have been up for a couple of hours already.  There are people sleeping everywhere in this joint.  I am over at Janna's apartment and I have been here all weekend.  We are taking off back home today so I can go pack up and take off to Thompson's Camp tommorow for a week of fishing ... (and working, I suppose).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tash, if you are reading this send me an email with the url to your website!  I went and changed the template on my blogger here and your website link disappeared.  You know me, I am forgetful and have even forgotten the url to my own site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, people are stirring about now ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3108599835803400621?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/3108599835803400621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=3108599835803400621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3108599835803400621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3108599835803400621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-is-sunday-morning-and-i-have-been-up.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-6233537710413240408</id><published>2007-06-09T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T09:25:00.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Mornin ..</title><content type='html'>Top of the morning to you.  It is Saturday morning and I am still in Prince Albert.  I believe Janna and Pamela just got home a little while ago, while Candace went to the Farmers Market.  I should be getting ready here pretty soon.  Candace is going to phone me when she is done at the Farmers Market and we are going to go for breakfast.  Mmmm, food.  I went to go meet the girls lastnight at the bar.  It was fun.  Right after the bar closed, the girls ventured off in one direction and I come back home.  I is too old to go out after the bar.  It was fun while it lasted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go fishing.  I have the whole day ahead of me.  I am up early so I might as well make the best of it eh?  That and I have to be back at work on Monday.   I think Candace phoned.  Gotta Go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-6233537710413240408?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/6233537710413240408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=6233537710413240408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6233537710413240408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/6233537710413240408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-mornin.html' title='Good Mornin ..'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7209793563522693533</id><published>2007-06-06T00:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T01:39:42.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>knocked up...</title><content type='html'>No, no, no .. I am not knocked up.  I went to go watch the movie &lt;em&gt;Knocked Up.&lt;/em&gt;  Some parts were so hilarious and other parts were like .. oh my god .. they just showed that? they just said that?  It made it more funny.  I think it traumatized me.  The next movies that I want to go and watch is &lt;em&gt;Pirates of the Carribean &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Shrek 3&lt;/em&gt;.  I just need to find friends that haven't watched them yet.  Good luck to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in town for the rest of the week for a conference.  I am thoroughly enjoying the time away from work.  My conference is for three days and I had taken two EDOs (Earned Day Off) so I am not scheduled to be back at work till Monday.  It is like a mini-holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to head to bed.  I was in the middle of writing this journal entry when I started browsing and reading through my friends journals.  Talk about attention deficit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7209793563522693533?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/7209793563522693533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=7209793563522693533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7209793563522693533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7209793563522693533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/06/knocked-up.html' title='knocked up...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5609355210239797960</id><published>2007-05-28T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:33:58.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction Ahead ...</title><content type='html'>You may see changes every now and then on the website. I am redesigning and trying to figure things out here. I was attempting to put up the "Comments" part on the blogger, but gave up on that. Instead, I put that landscape picture along with the title. That picture was taken at Bittern Lake, Saskatchewan on May 16, 2007 at approximately 8:18:24 p.m. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 seconds after posting .... the "&lt;em&gt;Comments"&lt;/em&gt; showed up .... after I pressed the "allow" button on the Reader Comments part ... who would have thunk it would be that easy ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5609355210239797960?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/5609355210239797960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=5609355210239797960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5609355210239797960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5609355210239797960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/05/construction-ahead.html' title='Construction Ahead ...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-3254385698776488060</id><published>2007-05-22T08:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:12:24.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Mornin :)</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to everyone to say Good Morning!  Still working on my first cup of coffee here and me brain ain't functioning yet.  Another long weekend gone :(  We have had crazy weather recently.  One day it was +22 C and then the next day, there was a blanket of snow on the ground.  Weird.  This past long weekend, it rained.  And rained.  Crappy.  Oh well, it still turned out pretty good.  Janna had come down for a couple days.  There is a saying that in every group of friends, there is a slutty one.  If there isn't one, then most likely, it is you.  Well in our circle of friends, Janna is the one.  We still love her though.  Hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should get to work.  I have already received a couple phonecalls, requests, inquiries and have had someone come see me.  I suppose I gotta go earn my paycheque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-3254385698776488060?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3254385698776488060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/3254385698776488060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-mornin.html' title='Good Mornin :)'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-7710582916147552286</id><published>2007-05-11T01:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T02:05:36.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still loving my new camera!! Dropped it once already though .. before I bought warrenty .. almost cried .. nothing broken, still works .. no tears and I now have a 4-year warrenty on it. (Still can not remember the site where I posted pictures .. help TASH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing a big ole entry, but ended up deleting everything.  Everything was random.  It jumped from subject to subject.  I read over it and ended up skimming through it.  I got bored.  Maybe I am just tired.  I have a few days off from work starting today and had went fishing twice already.  I love to fish whether it be snare-fishing or casting.  It is so stress-releasing.  When I am out fishing, I worry about nothing.  I don't think of work.  I don't think of deadlines.  I don't think of bills.  I don't think .. well, you get the point.   I am just &lt;em&gt;In my own lil' world&lt;/em&gt; while fishing.  FISH ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers Day on Sunday to everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-7710582916147552286?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7710582916147552286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/7710582916147552286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/05/still-loving-my-new-camera-dropped-in.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-5629857681263664938</id><published>2007-04-14T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T00:30:50.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Internet World!  How beautiful it is too see you once again.  It shall be a brief visit though.  I am over at a friends place for the night and saw the laptop on the desk just calling my name.  How I missed you!!  I have been without access to the internet at home for quite a while now.  We are not totally uncivilized anymore though because our phone is once again hooked up after 25 long days and nights without it.  There isn't too much to say at the moment as it is past the midnight here and feeling like an old kokom here *yawn*.  I do have a brand new sweeeeeet digital camera that I am still discovering!  We are having a big ole bbq tommorow and will take that opportunity to play with my camera  (no more taking pics of myself to figure out some of the features ... well maybe a couple more .. )  If I remember the how-to .. I shall post some pictures .. damn it .. gotta remember the website where I do that from .. grr .. so forgetful I am.  It had taken me some time to remember my blogger site even .. lol.  Anywhos, I shall be off and Ibid thee &lt;em&gt;goodnight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-5629857681263664938?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5629857681263664938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/5629857681263664938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-internet-world-how-beautiful-it.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2955811921114869923</id><published>2007-02-04T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:52:56.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>music</title><content type='html'>I fell in love again with this radio station &lt;a href="http://www.thebearrocks.com"&gt;The Bear&lt;/a&gt;. It is a rock station based out of Edmonton, Alberta. I listen to it quite a bit while I am at work. Besides the music they play, the other thing that I love is that it shows the name of the band and the song while it is playing which is positively the awesomest for me because am terrible at remembering song titles &amp;amp; the artists. While I am on the subject of music, another website to check out is &lt;a href="http://www.garageband.com"&gt;Garage Band&lt;/a&gt; for a variety of selection of independent music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I am done advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Happy February!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2955811921114869923?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2955811921114869923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2955811921114869923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/02/music.html' title='music'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-536373190835658128</id><published>2007-01-22T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:14:07.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't really know what to write about today, but I am sitting in front of my computer with some free time so I thought, what the hell.   I have been spending a lot of time at home recently.  Doing the "mother" role.  Its been relaxing actually, but am saving all my energy for my birthday weekend when I turn 25!  Yah me.  There is always a big cabaret on that weekend and this year, I am calling it my birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on this project at work that has made going to work more enjoyable.  There was a time that I wanted to throw in the ropes and call it quits.  If it wasn't for the bills, I would have.  But now, I like going to work.  Well, not today, but thats because I was the receptionist this morning and there is nothing more I hate than answering phones.   The phones were absolutely crazy this morning.  I get to go shopping for new company vehicles!  I love to shop.  Especially when I am not using my own money.  We are signing a new transportation agreement at the end of March and with this agreement, we get to purchase new vehicles AND I might be getting a raise!  Yah Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about done typing here.  Playing online poker right now.  Gotta love poker :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-536373190835658128?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/536373190835658128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/536373190835658128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-really-know-what-to-write-about.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-2510020217551367302</id><published>2006-12-30T22:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:05:21.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the year...</title><content type='html'>It is getting close to the end of another year and what a year it has been. Every christmas, we always have our dinner on the night of Christmas Eve. This year was no different, except for one thing. There was someone missing at the dinner table. My grandfather. My mom had seen this poem written in a newspaper and she read it to the whole family before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spending my Christmas with Jesus this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My First Christmas in Heaven&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With tiny lights like Heaven's Stars, reflecting on the snow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tears For I am spending my Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I am not so far away, We really aren't apart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So be happy for me,dear ones, You know I hold you dear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sent you each a memory of my undying love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all love is a gift more precious than pure gold. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was always most important in the stories Jesus told. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-2510020217551367302?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2510020217551367302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/2510020217551367302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/12/end-of-year.html' title='end of the year...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-116193508824191425</id><published>2006-10-27T01:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:44:48.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt like screaming. I felt like crying.  I felt like kicking some ass.  Yet, I sat there with a small, but fake, grin.  I went and congratulated the winner, shook his hand and smiled.  Growing up in a family of politicians, I had to learn to take the losses with the wins.  My uncle was running again for the Grand Chief of the &lt;a href="http://www.fsin.com"&gt;Federation of Saskatchewan Indian Nations&lt;/a&gt;, but had lost at the second ballot.  On the plus side, the second reading to implement the &lt;a href="http://www.newswire.ca/en/releases/archive/October2006/19/c2430.html"&gt;Kelowna Accord&lt;/a&gt; was passed. The was the good news of the day.  That and &lt;a href="http://www.calgaryflames.com/"&gt;Calgary Flames&lt;/a&gt; won!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-116193508824191425?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/116193508824191425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/116193508824191425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-felt-like-screaming.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-115380868973619034</id><published>2006-07-25T00:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T01:00:17.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Momma's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;My mom had gotten married on July 22, 2006 in Valley River, Manitoba&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raymond &amp;amp; Alice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I still have to download the pictures from my camera, but here are some pictures that I had stolen from a friends camera. Once I download my pictures on my computer, I will upload some more. It was a great weekend and we met a lot of friendly people down in Valley River. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding029.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding053.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding004.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding020.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/mommas%20wedding/MommaAlicesWedding030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-115380868973619034?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/115380868973619034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=115380868973619034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115380868973619034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115380868973619034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-mommas-wedding.html' title='My Momma&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-115338237192704564</id><published>2006-07-20T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T01:59:31.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>rediscovery</title><content type='html'>I rediscovered my digital camcorder that I had for a couple years now!  I pulled out the camcorder from my closet last week to record some people I know water-skiing.  It was a blast!  Of course, I was too damn chickenshit to try waterskiing myself .. I probably would have hurt myself, but it was still fun nonetheless.  I was going through the bag and found some old tapes from last year.  Wow, talk about going down memory lane.  I found an old tape in there from last year of my mosom's birthday party .. aww .. was kinda sad, but good to see.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just loving this camcorder again.  I will be taking it with me to Manitoba for my moms wedding on July 22!  I went and bought a tripod for it .. so my recordings should be alot steadier .. can't believe I didn't buy one sooner!  Its marvelous.  I just gotta remember to buy a DV cord so I can transfer some of the recordings from the tape to my computer and then possibly burn the videos on DVD.  I'm so excited and will be more excited if I can accomplish that.  It is a digital camcorder and I know that I can do so much more with then I had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on my holidays starting this past Monday and will be off work for another week and a half (possibly 2 and a 1/2 weeks, if I ask my boss for an additional week off) and I am thoroughly enjoying the hell out of my holidays!  I only received 2 calls from work so far.  Well, three calls, but I wasn't home to answer that one .. so that really doesn't count now does it?  It seems like they can survive without me!  Amazing.  I went to the Health Centre today just to be nosey and to look for my glasses that I had lost once again.  The girl who is taking over for me seems to be able to handle things.  It was kind of weird though to see her sitting at my desk.  She had notes all over the place so yah! people are keeping her busy with requests and work.  She is trying her damnest not to call me with questions so she won't disturb me on my holidays which is just fine by me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, I have a million and a half things to do tommorow before taking off to Manitoba so I best be off to bed now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I found my glasses (they were in my truck all this time) Oops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-115338237192704564?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/115338237192704564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=115338237192704564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115338237192704564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115338237192704564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/07/rediscovery.html' title='rediscovery'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-115070804112019801</id><published>2006-06-19T03:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T03:07:21.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Cancer Cannot Do</title><content type='html'>Cancer is so limited...&lt;br /&gt;It cannot cripple Love&lt;br /&gt;It cannot shatter Hope&lt;br /&gt;It cannot corrode Faith&lt;br /&gt;It cannot destroy Peace&lt;br /&gt;It cannot kill Friendship&lt;br /&gt;It cannot suppress Memories&lt;br /&gt;It cannot silence Courage&lt;br /&gt;It cannot invade the soul&lt;br /&gt;It cannot steal Eternal Life&lt;br /&gt;It cannot conquer the Spirit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-115070804112019801?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/115070804112019801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=115070804112019801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115070804112019801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115070804112019801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-cancer-cannot-do.html' title='What Cancer Cannot Do'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-115018035342359763</id><published>2006-06-13T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:32:33.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>behaviours...</title><content type='html'>I don't have much time to be writing in my blog as I find it is once again past midnight and I really should be sleeping.  I am at Candace's place right now and have taken a couple days off from work to do some hospital visiting.  These past couple of weeks, I found that people deal with things differently and that not everybody does, what seems to me, the right thing.  I should learn not to dwell on peoples behaviours, but to focus on whats happening in life.  I found myself getting angry at people for what their doing or not doing, or what they were saying when I really should ... I don't know ... Am I making sense?  I am trying to convey my feelings without going into details of "this person did this, but should really be doing this."  In other words, I have been pissed off at some family members behaviours and I let it get to me .. when really, its their choice, their life .. not mine.  From now on, I will not let it get to me. No, I will not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-115018035342359763?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/115018035342359763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=115018035342359763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115018035342359763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/115018035342359763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/06/behaviours.html' title='behaviours...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-114547306256008661</id><published>2006-04-19T12:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T12:57:42.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well .. Its been about a month since I last wrote in here.   Looking back to the past couple entries, I think its about time that I announce some good news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom is getting married!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda weird, but great!  She has given her notice at work and will be moving to Manitoba at the end of June.  Her wedding date has been set for July 22, 2006 and will be taking place there in Manitoba.  So much change!!  So much to do.  Right now, I am working on the wedding invitations and they are looking beautiful!  It seems like just yesterday when she announced to us that she had a "friend" and next thing you know .. they are getting married and she is moving out of province.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-114547306256008661?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/114547306256008661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=114547306256008661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114547306256008661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114547306256008661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-114310981466581535</id><published>2006-03-23T04:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:38:49.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Biography</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENATOR ALLAN BIRD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We need to be ready to meet God - anywhere, anyhow, anyplace"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1921 - 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/AllanBird.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan was born on September 21, 1921 in Montreal Lake, Saskatchewan and had passed away on March 15, 2006 in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan at the age of 84 years.  Allan's parents were Zacharias Halkett of Little Red and Miriam Turner of Montreal Lake.  He was adopted by Mr. and Mrs. John Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was 17, he married Sally Victoria Bird, age 16, on January 13, 1939.  Two hours after he had gotten married, he had to go back to work for a forestry company, cutting wood in the Montreal Lake - Molanosa area.  He had worked in Waskesui as a Towerman and he would take his family with him at times when he would go to work.  Allan also had worked in Pelican Narrows at the Health Centre as the Maintenance Person.  He was also a Driver Instructor for a few years.  He worked hard to provide for his family.  He had left the reserve to work for different employees to put food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, Allan and Sally, had 13 children who had all lived in the reserve.  They are Alice LaVallee, Roy H. Bird, Richie Bird, Beverly Bird, Alphonse Bird, Marty Bird, Patti Bird, Allan N. Bird, Stewart Bird, and Burton Bird - David Bird, Bobby Bird and Elizabeth Bird are deceased.  Allan also had 5 other children:  Melinda Naytowhow, Leslie Bird, Freddy LaVallee, Roy Michel and Jean Bougie (deceased).  Through the traditional way, he adopted:  Al Ducharme, Shirley Henderson and Dutch Lerat into the Bird Family.  Throughout the years, there have been a lot of people who considers him like a father, uncle, or grandfather.  He leaves 69 grandchildren, 55 great-grandchildren, and 3 great-great grandchildren to celebrate his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan had enlisted in the army around 1952 and was active in the Korean War.  He was a paratrooper in the Princess Patricia Canadian Light Infantry (PPCLI).  He was third in line of war veterans in his family.  His father, Zacharias, had served in World War I and hsi brother Simeon Halkett was in World War II who landed at Normandy on D-Day.  Allan passed on this legacy to his late grandson, Dale LaVallee, who had been involved in the Militia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his time in the trenches, he discovered God and carried his belief in God and spirituality throughout his life.  He was always active with the local Anglican Church in his home community.  In the earlier days, Allan would go to the church every Sunday morning where he would fire up the wood heater and clean up in preparation for the church services.  He was still attending to his pre-Sunday service routine just before he died.  On February 19, 2004, Allan Bird recieved the Order of Saskatchewan in recognition for years of exemplary service for the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan had stayed eleven months in Korea and returned to Canada shortly after an armistice was signed on July 27, 1953.  Upon returning to Montreal Lake shortly following the Korean War, he had seen the need for equality between the First Nations and the non-First Nations people.  When he was at war, he fought side by side with non-First Nations and they all earned mutual respect as comrades.  Once he returned to Canada, he was treated differently.  He was told to go back to his reserve.  Indian Affairs still controlled most aspects of the reserve life - there was an Indian Agent on the reserve.  People had to receive permission from the agent in order to leave the reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan started his political life when he returned from the Korean War.  "He and many other veterans started changing the structures of the reserves.  Instead of the Department [of Indian Affairs] and Canada itself handling totally everything, they brought back the will, the changes, that were required, to bring us to where we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1960s, Allan Bird, became Chief of the Montreal Lake Cree Nation and served several terms, off and on, along with political rival and friend Gilbert Bird.  During his time as Chief, he was elected by his fellow Prince Albert District Chiefs, the forerunner of the &lt;a href="http://www.pagc.sk.ca/"&gt;Prince Albert Grand Council&lt;/a&gt;, to be the District Representative, which today would be the title of the Grand Chief.  In 1980, both Allan and Gilbert Bird made an agreement that they would turn over the leadership to a new generation, and they would be relegated to advisors.  In 1984, the Prince Albert District Chiefs passed a resolution for Allan Bird to become a Senator of the &lt;a href="http://www.fsin.com/"&gt;Federation of Saskatchewan Indian Nations&lt;/a&gt;, and he was sworn in that year.  He carried this title proudly.  Allan was an advocator for our treaty rights.  He would always speak up and fiercely defend the treaties and treaty rights of the people and the language and defended the cultural differences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-114310981466581535?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/114310981466581535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=114310981466581535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114310981466581535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114310981466581535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/03/biography.html' title='Biography'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-114310669542061022</id><published>2006-03-23T03:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T03:53:13.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean War Story - Senator Allan Bird</title><content type='html'>I joined the army January 29, 1952. I was there for three years. My basic training was in Camp Petawawa, Ontario. After six months, I didn't come back once to Montreal Lake to visit my family.  From there, I went to Wainwright, Alberta for the summer training. I stayed there for about two months.  From there we went across the ocean on a ship. It took us about fourteen days. We got to Yokahama, Japan. In the meantime, on our way to Korea, I was outside on the ship standing on the rail just thinking about home and why I had to leave home. Yet, I was very glad I joined the army because my father was in the First World War. My brother was in World War 2 and I thought I might as well join the army too. While I was at the railing in the ship, just standing there and being very lonely, I saw another man there. He too was just looking. He looked like an Indian to me. I went to say hello to him. I asked him if he was lonesome and he said yes. "I wondered why I crossed the ocean. I was already overseas in WW2", he said. "While I was there in Germany, during the war, I won myself a George Cross, next to Victoria Cross for bravery." He told me how he won the cross.  Then he told me, "I'm not coming back until I win the Victoria Cross in Korea."  He told me lots of stories about the war. At the end, I asked for his name, "Tommy Prince", he said. That was the most decorated Indian in the Canadian Army. Sergeant Tommy Prince died in Winnipeg not too long ago. He died poor. He didn't want very much help. He said, "I came into the world poor and I'll leave the world poor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in Korea, we stopped at Japan for a week. Then we crossed Japan to Korea. While we were in Tokyo, Japan, the people there gave us a tour. I saw where the atomic bomb fell in 1945 by the Americans. It looked like a fire went I through there. Everything was burnt, even the steel buildings. The steel bars were bent from the heat of the bomb at Hiroshima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one week in Japan, we went to Korea. We have six submarine and aircraft escorts. When we landed, we stayed on the ship. At night we were put on a train in boxcars. We were being sent to the front lines. We were there for thirteen months. Sometimes we had fun, sometimes we were scared. We hauled food and ammunition. We did all this mostly after dark. No lights because the tail lights on the vehicle would show. We never could do anything during the day. The war was on at night mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Japan, Sergeant Prince was with the same outfit in the P.P.C.L.I., the same as me. We would do patrol. Sergeant Prince took five men with him to patrol at the enemy lines. While they were at the front lines, he got hit with shells. Prince got shell shock. From there, he left to get back to our line. Prince and one other fellow returned, leaving the other three behind. He didn't know that he had left the three behind. They had been killed. Sergeant Prince was sent home with shell shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I volunteered to go on patrol to find out what was going on at the other side. We had our English Corporal by the name of Webster from London, England to join the Canadian Army. It took us all night to get to the front lines. There was tall grass, so we crawled to see what was on the other side. In the meantime, while we were crawling, our Corporal told us to lay down quiet. Something was wrong and we knew it. Then I saw the enemy about three feet away. They were looking for us. They were not sure where we were but they knew we were there. We lay quiet for two hours, waiting to get orders from our leader. Then he told us we could sit up to stretch. He radioed to headquarters and we were told to return. While we were walking, the sky would light up from flares. It was like daylight. We would fall on the ground. When it grew dark would start running again. Finally we got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember after the war was over in Korea, July 29, 1953-54. There was a line there where sides were able to see each other. One morning I was called to go patrol that line. There was a tower there about 25 feet high. I didn't have any live ammo or rifle, nothing but my hands to fight with. About five in the morning I got up in the tower just to look around with binoculars. There was a big valley in that area. I saw people running from bush to bush. They were coming closer and closer. I didn't feel very good about what was happening. I was getting very suspicious so I radioed headquarters. They were coming towards me. The Military Police came. I heard the trucks rumbling over the hill. I was very glad to see five vehicles coming. The Commanding Officer asked me to come down off the tower, but I didn't want to, as I would lose sight of the enemy. The enemy stopped when they heard the vehicles. After capturing them, they brought them back. The CO told me to search them. He told me they were mine, all five of them. They had knives and machine guns. For food, all they had was rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the picture of the Koreans and myself. They took a picture of me. This was a seven in the morning. I had done a days work before breakfast. I didn't even get a thank you or take a day off. I still stayed at the tower all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/KoreaPicture.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-114310669542061022?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/114310669542061022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=114310669542061022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114310669542061022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114310669542061022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/03/korean-war-story-senator-allan-bird.html' title='Korean War Story - Senator Allan Bird'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-114136756310096157</id><published>2006-03-02T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T00:38:06.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection...</title><content type='html'>Today was a day for reflection and the continuing journey towards healing.  A year ago today on March 02, 2005, there was a tragedy on our reserve that had taken three of our youth way too early in their life.  We had a Candlelight Vigil in our community tonight.  It was the first of its kind here.  We had walked from the site of where the killings had taken place up to the church for a prayer service.  We had planned this all last minute.  Two nights ago, the idea was brought up.  By that night, I had went and talked to the family for permission to have this event that would hopefully involve the whole community.  With their permission, I had went back to work to meet a couple friends there to start the planning and to do up the poster.  The next day (yesterday), we had a meeting with the Chief and Council and we presented this idea to them and they gave us their support, so with that, the posters were photocopied and was distributed all over the community and we were off shopping for the candles and the food.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this, it was snowing, snowing and snowing some more and we had come upon our winter snowstorm of the year!  Blah.  It snowed like there was no tommorow!  This morning, we woke up with a thick blanket of snow on the ground, but luckily, it was not very cold nor windy.  With the help and support of a lot of the community members, we were able to pull off this Candlelight Healing Ceremony with a great success.  Around 200 people had showed up tonight to show their support.  I was just amazed with amount of people that had shown up because it was just yesterday morning that I was handing out the posters and with all the snow that had fallen it had caused some "not recommended to drive" situations, I was not sure on how it would turn out.  I have never organized an event like this.  I had never been to a candlelight vigil before tonight.  I was stressed out and worried.  What if no one showed up?  What if everyone was snowed in? or What if we didn't have enough candles or food for the people?  Everything turned out great though.  Without the support of many people, it would not have been a success.  Our community, once again, had pulled together to help us in our time of need.  Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that all said...I am very exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Greg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-114136756310096157?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/114136756310096157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=114136756310096157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114136756310096157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114136756310096157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/03/reflection.html' title='reflection...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-114029116617213764</id><published>2006-02-18T12:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:37:53.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>special days...</title><content type='html'>Mmmm .. Chocolate pudding for breakfast.  It is going to be a good day.  My plan for the day is to be lazy.  I believe thats a good plan because tonight I am going to a Caberet(sp?) here in the city.  It should be a lot of fun and I am looking forward to it.  On Thursday it was my birthday.  It was a day that I was planning to play hookie from work and just stay home to relax.  It was when I was half way into my last entry here in my blogger when I had gotten a call to go to work.  They were having a dinner there for 4 of us at work whose birthdays land in February.  I ended up getting stuck doing work till around 3 p.m.  We had a "surprise" birthday supper at my momma's that night.  It wasn't that much of a surprise considering I was asking people the day before if they wanted to come to my surprise supper.  It was a great turnout.  After supper, I packed up to spend the weekend in Prince Albert.  I got my hair coloured yesterday by Janna (Great job Janna!) and then I had to attend a meeting in the afternoon.  After the meeting, I went over to Candaces and hung out with her all evening and ended up staying at her place on my warm, comfy bed.  Since I had moved out of my place in Prince Albert, I am storing all my furniture at her place.  She, being a neat, organizational freak, set up all my furniture in her basement and there will always be a bed for me at her place.  I miss my bed...so many stories...not all good, mind you, but still..I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me into today.  Candace went to work early this morning.  I woke up with a freaking cramp.  Not good.  This was at 10:30 a.m., I figured I slept in enough.  I got up and started watching Hockey.  Blah!  Canada lost today towards the Swiss.  Surprising.  The rules are so damn sticky.  A little shove and a person will get a penalty for that.  Wimps, I say!  The end score was 2-0 for the Swiss.  We shall get even!  Lastnight, the woman were playing.  I am not sure what the end score was, but when I went to bed it was 2-0 for the Canadians against Finland and was going into the 2nd period.  I LOVE HOCKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention!!  For one my presents, I got 2 tickets to &lt;a href="http://www.aerosmith.com/"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://www.cheaptrick.com/"&gt;Cheap Trick&lt;/a&gt; opening for them! Lastnight, I had asked Candace to come with me.  The concert is on April 5, 2006 in Saskatoon and her birthday lands on April 4th so I figured it would be great idea to share my present with her on her birthday!  I was just about an &lt;a href="http://www.wordorigins.org/wordori.htm"&gt;Indian Giver&lt;/a&gt; though because when I a had asked her if she wanted to come to Aerosmith with me in April, her response was "Whats Aerosmith?"  SHEESH!  I told her she sucked and to never mind.  I had to show her a couple songs that Aerosmith sang.  Fortunately, she recognized the songs that I had played she just didn't know who had sang them.  So, I am still giving her my other ticket.  Right now, I am on LimeWire, downloading a few songs from Aerosmith for her so she can get prepared for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my buddy's birthday today, I should give her a call!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-114029116617213764?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/114029116617213764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=114029116617213764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114029116617213764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114029116617213764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/02/special-days.html' title='special days...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-114011063015075259</id><published>2006-02-16T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T11:23:50.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ice / snow drags</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/skidoorace.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our ice / snow drags here on the reserve this past weekend.  The races are taken place out on the lake.  Weather-wise it wasn't that bad this weekend although it did seem cold once you were standing outside watching the races for awhile with the windchill taken into effect.  I was out there for both the days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just got a call from work.  EEK! Gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-114011063015075259?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/114011063015075259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=114011063015075259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114011063015075259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/114011063015075259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/02/ice-snow-drags.html' title='ice / snow drags'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-113984402652804024</id><published>2006-02-13T09:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:20:26.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is 9:07 a.m. on Monday morning, I have deadlines galore and here I am on the internet.  We have no coffee at home.  Not good.  Not at all.  I figure I need to drink at least a two cups of coffee before I am functional.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had snow/ice drags this past weekend on the reserve.  It was quite chilling!  I will have to download my pictures to my computer sometime this week so I can share at least a couple pictures with ya'll.  Okay, I am spacing out here and on my second cup of coffee.  The phone is starting to ring.  I should get to work.  Blah.  Monday mornings suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-113984402652804024?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/113984402652804024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=113984402652804024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113984402652804024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113984402652804024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-is-907.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-113928027177959620</id><published>2006-02-06T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:44:31.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bling bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/truck.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my truck.  This picture is not of my truck, but it was the only picture I could find that looks very close to my truck.  It is a 99 Dodge Ram, but mine has an extended cab.  So just picture this vehicle, but extended and it would be my truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't driven my truck going on 4 weeks now.  This is the longest time ever that I have been without a vehicle.  Being dependent on people for rides has been pissing me off. As you just might be able to tell, I have been easily frustrated these days.  I am not sure as to when I can get my truck back, but the way its been looking recently, probably not any time soon.  GrrrRRrrrRRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-113928027177959620?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/113928027177959620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=113928027177959620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113928027177959620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113928027177959620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/02/bling-bling.html' title='bling bling'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-113917317016797699</id><published>2006-02-05T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:15:46.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>renovations</title><content type='html'>Like my life, my blogger needed a splash of colour to it! I love the new colours and everything and my blogger did need a bit of change, but this damn blogger thing has been pissing me off.  The part that is getting me frustrated is the damn font size on the webpage.  Maybe its just blogger.com, but the font is soooo freaking large.  When I go into the template and change the html code for the font size and press "preview changes," it shows up the way I want it.  I go to my webpage after that just to check things out and yeah .. the font size is freaking huge again.  Is it blogger.com?  Is it just me? Is it my IE settings?  HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5 minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe .. fixed it .. and umm yeah .. it was my IE settings .. my text size thing was set on "largest" .. duh!  Sooo .. forget what all I said .. and Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:  How long can you say "Happy New Year" for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-113917317016797699?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/113917317016797699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=113917317016797699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113917317016797699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113917317016797699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/02/renovations.html' title='renovations'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-113882993969861086</id><published>2006-02-01T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T15:39:56.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your purpose in life is to express your unique self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a creative and artistic person with an interesting view on life.&lt;br /&gt;Witty and outgoing, you enjoy sharing your crazy ideas with anyone who will listen.&lt;br /&gt;A total social butterfly, you're the life of any party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you inspire and enchant your partner. You are often an object of fantasy and desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are very talented, you sometimes lack the ambition to put your talents in play.&lt;br /&gt;And while your wit carries you a long way, you occasionally use it to mask your true feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Your natural abilities can bring you all the success in the world ... if you let them&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this idea from Tash. Hmm .. Is it true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-113882993969861086?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/113882993969861086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=113882993969861086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113882993969861086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113882993969861086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/02/your-life-path-number-is-3-your.html' title=''/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-113738945043209469</id><published>2006-01-15T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T01:50:10.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I want to do before I die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not in any particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) parachute jump&lt;br /&gt;2) have a child or 2 .. (maybe, still contemplating...)&lt;br /&gt;3) buy a house&lt;br /&gt;4) win a big texes hold'em tournament .. so I can ...&lt;br /&gt;5) get out of freaking debt .. so I can ...&lt;br /&gt;6) travel the world .. but first I would ...&lt;br /&gt;7) pay for my truck out of the shop ... transmission went :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I know how to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) laugh at myself (and at others .. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;2) play poker&lt;br /&gt;3) drive a standard&lt;br /&gt;4) change a tire on a vehicle (but if a guy wants to do it for me...by all means..)&lt;br /&gt;5) argue over absolutely nothing with my brother&lt;br /&gt;6) keep a secret&lt;br /&gt;7) sign language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I don't know how to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) say priorities&lt;br /&gt;2) play chess&lt;br /&gt;3) confront people&lt;br /&gt;4) write in my blogger regularly (I try!)&lt;br /&gt;5) commit&lt;br /&gt;6) plan in advance (it never works out...)&lt;br /&gt;7) quit a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I find attractive in the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) humour&lt;br /&gt;2) intelligence&lt;br /&gt;3) open minded&lt;br /&gt;4) witty&lt;br /&gt;5) charisma&lt;br /&gt;6) eyes&lt;br /&gt;7) conversationalist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I say all the time:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) what?&lt;br /&gt;2) no clue&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;em&gt;"thats what I do"&lt;/em&gt; mainly to piss off the boys because apparently, the saying is suppose to be "&lt;em&gt;thats how I roll"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4) for freak sakes&lt;br /&gt;5) for real?&lt;br /&gt;6) word on the street is...&lt;br /&gt;7) jackass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 celebrity crushes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) angelina jolie&lt;br /&gt;2) nicholas cage&lt;br /&gt;3) vin diesel&lt;br /&gt;4) george clooney&lt;br /&gt;5) brad pitt (but seriously, its angelina that makes him look good...)&lt;br /&gt;6) hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;7) yeah..can't think of any other celebrities right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next topic was "7 next tag victims" and umm .. I really don't know who to tag next ... and plus it will save me time then having to think of 7 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this entry only took me 9 days to actually complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking ... prove it, you ask!  I think I will tag some people to complete this little survey as well .. they don't have bloggers .. maybe this will get them caught up with the rest of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 next tag victims:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) nimis&lt;br /&gt;2) janna&lt;br /&gt;3) candace&lt;br /&gt;4) samara&lt;br /&gt;5) charmaine&lt;br /&gt;6) jennifer .. aka .. &lt;em&gt;The Ruby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) and whoever else reads this blog and wants to complete the survey (p.s. let me know who and where)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone remind me to send them all emails with a link to my blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-113738945043209469?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/113738945043209469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=113738945043209469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113738945043209469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113738945043209469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2006/01/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-113542609487547775</id><published>2005-12-24T06:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T06:08:14.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>question for Tash</title><content type='html'>Do I have an online photoalbum?   I thought I did.  Not quite sure.  If I do, what is the url?  Why am I so forgetful these days?  I am pretty sure that, once upon a time, I had an album.  I do have one!  I know I do!   Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  Merry Christmas :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-113542609487547775?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/113542609487547775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=113542609487547775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113542609487547775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113542609487547775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/12/question-for-tash.html' title='question for Tash'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-113309516268899895</id><published>2005-11-27T05:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T06:39:24.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble</title><content type='html'>I  think I am just about due for a blog entry eh!  I was having a heck of a time trying to remember my url for my blogger.  After a couple unsuccessful attempts, I finally just went to Tash's website, clicked on the blogger icon (thankyou!) and just logged into the site.  I don't have the greatest memory in the world as you can tell.  I still can't remember my url.  I'll figure it out someday.  (I believe I went through this before eh Tash?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update as to what I have been doing.   Absolutely nothing!  Exciting.  I am still working at the  Health Centre.  A few things have changed there and I suspect there will be more changes along the way.  I now have another new boss.  That makes it two people that, in theory, can dictate to me.  I save myself the confusion of wondering who I report to though by getting both my bosses to report to me and to check things with me first.  I think thats pretty cool, on my part, anyways.  I actually have a good working relationship with both my bosses and its making my job more enjoyable.  Its still a bit stressful with the internal struggle some co-workers are having with adjusting to the new changes both internally and externally.  I figure, as long as you do your job and show up everyday, your good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still living on the reserve.  I have turned out to be quite the Rez Girl now.  I just do not know how to leave!  I rarely go into the city.  I miss the city sometimes, but right now, I am doing okay on the Rez.  I have been playing a lot of No Limit Texas Hold'Em.  Its an addicting game I tell you!  In my first real tournament I had entered on the reserve here, I had split for 1st place in the main game and had come in 1st on a side game.  Not too shabby, I thought.  I walked out of there with around $900.00.  My brothers say it was beginners luck.  What do they know.  Probably true, but still!  I had beaten one of my brothers in a heads up battle to take first place.  He is just sore about that.  I absolutely love playing the game.  The social aspect, pyschological aspect and mix in some skill and sometimes pure luck of the draw, is what draws me towards this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite late (or quite early, depending on how you look at it) and I am getting purty tired here.  I was out playing cards tonight and no I did not win. I, was what they call, the bubble.  Being the bubble sucks.  Tonight, the top two players were paid and I was the 3rd last! That is what they call the Bubble.  The person who was just about in the money, but got denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stupidly tired now. I am going to bed.  I can't type no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-113309516268899895?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/113309516268899895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=113309516268899895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113309516268899895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/113309516268899895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/11/bubble.html' title='bubble'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-112914622437608026</id><published>2005-10-12T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:43:44.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>damn it!</title><content type='html'>Damn it!  I was in the middle of writing in my blogger when the power went off at work!  It was brilliant work.  It was insightful.  It was the kind of writing that people write home for.  I seriously believe that I may have won a journalist award for it.  It was that damn good.  Now, I am left with this.  One measily little paragraph.  Just enough words to get people to keep checking on my blogger.  Just enough for people not to give up on me.  Enough to tide them over till the next time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  I still can't find my bejesus or my whoop.  If found, please return to me.  I feel exposed and vulnerable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-112914622437608026?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/112914622437608026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=112914622437608026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112914622437608026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112914622437608026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/10/damn-it.html' title='damn it!'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-112837254096891306</id><published>2005-10-03T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T14:54:15.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>msn messenger</title><content type='html'>Some friends were over to my office today and wondered why I have msn messenger installed on my computer, but always set as "Appear Offline."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my answer to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I were to sign in as "online," my friends will start chatting with me. I will be too busy trying to carry on a conversation then worry about work. I will get behind in work. I will start stressing out because I am behind in my reports. I will start drinking because I am stressed out. I will be sent to rehab because of my drinking. I will be put on suspension from work because I am to be leading a "healthy lifestyle" while working. I will be stressed again because of my suspension. I will start drinking all over again. I will get fired from work. And why? Because I signed in as "online" on msn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit dramatic are we Bonnie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-112837254096891306?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/112837254096891306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=112837254096891306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112837254096891306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112837254096891306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/10/msn-messenger.html' title='msn messenger'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-112723860079005253</id><published>2005-09-20T10:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T11:50:00.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was going to procrastinate today, but I think I will put it off till tommorow...</title><content type='html'>Why am I online entering in my blogger when I am super busy at work and I have a million and a half things to complete?  I am a procrastinator.  Which would explain why my reports are once again overdue.  I was in the middle of doing my reports when I got to thinking, &lt;em&gt;I haven't written in my blogger for quite some time&lt;/em&gt;.  So here I am.  Typing when I should be writing.  Slacking when I should be working.  Seriously now, I can't keep focus on one topic.  I realized that when I started typing in this blogger.  In the midst of it, I got up and went for a walk over to the Band Office and then to the store.  I am now trying to figure out how to work our projector here.  I still have this blogger open and all my papers are still all over my desk waiting for me to complete them.  Well, I suppose it can all wait till after lunch now.  Lord forbid, I work through lunch today.  My grandfathers 84th birthday party is tommorow.  I should, hopefully, have a picture or two to share on this webpage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tommorow or next time (whichever comes first)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-112723860079005253?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/112723860079005253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=112723860079005253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112723860079005253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112723860079005253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-going-to-procrastinate-today-but.html' title='I was going to procrastinate today, but I think I will put it off till tommorow...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-112356348302754495</id><published>2005-08-08T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:58:03.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>little update...</title><content type='html'>I haven't really entered anything into my blogger for awhile now it seems.  The only time it seems that I am in front of a computer nowadays is at work and there is always just too much for me to do.  I am now living back on the reserve for the time being.  I moved out of my apartment at the end of July.  I miss my apartment, but realistically, these past few months, I have barely been staying there.  I was only there on weekends.  It isn't too bad staying on the rez.  I figure, I will be here till at least after christmas once I straighten out a few things.  Other than that, I don't have that much to say right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-112356348302754495?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/112356348302754495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=112356348302754495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112356348302754495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112356348302754495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/08/little-update.html' title='little update...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-112234130793249305</id><published>2005-07-25T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:31:10.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Age is just a number...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/happygirl.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Tash!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-112234130793249305?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/112234130793249305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=112234130793249305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112234130793249305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112234130793249305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/07/age-is-just-number.html' title='Age is just a number...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-112110859076476970</id><published>2005-07-11T12:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T23:58:51.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic days</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in about three weeks and it seems like so much has happened already. We had a bit of a scare amidst our family recently. My mosom was taken into the hospital via ambulance and was in the Intensive Care unit for awhile. He is now doing a lot better and has been moved out of the Intensive Care and moved up to a regular ward. The doctor says he should be out in about a weeks time. That is great news. It was the first time in a long time that I had seen my whole family. It was like a family reunion at the Emergency room that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had taken a week holiday so far. During my holidays, I had lost myself for awhile! I was able to find myself a couple days later, with a bit of help of course.  That was a bit hectic and crazy, but was fun and it gave me yet another interesting story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had started writing this entry earlier on this week or maybe it was last week.  I can't really remember.  I was just reading Tash's blogger the other day and I am so excited for her.  Here she is going on a trip down to the states and then moving to France.  How exciting is that!  I am starting to feel real bad here.  She had gotten her Canadian Visa awhile back and has been in my country for what a year now? And I haven't been able to make my way over to Quebec to go and meet her.  How great of a friend am I!  Maybe her moving to France will get me motivated to start saving money so I can go on a grand trip sometime.  Or maybe, I am secretly waiting for her to go back to Australia because for as long as I can remember, I had always wanted to go to Australia.  I remember when I was a little kid, a teacher once asked me where I wanted to go and I had said "Australia!"  I didn't even know where that was at that time, but I had my heart set on going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some memories came rushing back to me this past weekend.  But, I was able to handle it.  I have grown.  This past Saturday, I had received a call from back home saying that three boys had capsized their canoe out on the lake and only one of them had made it back to shore.  They had started a search party that day.  Just the words "search party" had brought back memories of when we had to start one for my brother.  I will always remember the heartache that I went through while walking though those bushes and shrubs, hoping against hope that I wouldn't find him, but rather that he would magically show up alive and well.  I can talk about him without crying.  I can laugh and joke about him.  Thus, I have grown.  It wasn't those memories that had came rushing back to me though, but rather the memory of people putting aside their differences and coming together as a community to help and support the family.  I didn't know the two boys very well.  I had just known to see them as they were from the same community.   It was the support and help from friends and family that had helped me and I knew that I had to be there to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have written a novel already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-112110859076476970?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/112110859076476970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=112110859076476970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112110859076476970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/112110859076476970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/07/hectic-days.html' title='hectic days'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111933558189527446</id><published>2005-06-20T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:33:01.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>I am actually on my holidays!  I have this whole week off and I am thoroughly enjoying it.  I have been off from work as of Wednesday, June 15th, 2005 at 5:00 p.m.  Here I was afraid that I would go absolutely crazy with so much time on my hand, but I have actually been busy everyday so far.  We had our golf tournament this weekend at the Dakota Dunes which is around 20 kilometeres out of Saskatoon.  It was our poorest turnout for golfers, but it was because there was another golf tournament going on at the same time.  Other than that, it turned out pretty good.  I had fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly sure what all I want to accomplish during my holidays.  My only goal so far, is to clean out my storage room.  Thats a reasonable goal, I figure.  Something I know I could probably achieve.  My goal for tonight is too sleep.  Sleep sounds like heaven.  I slept for 3 hours lastnight.  Yeah, am really enjoying my holidays :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111933558189527446?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111933558189527446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111933558189527446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111933558189527446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111933558189527446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/06/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111855695808685138</id><published>2005-06-12T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T10:38:07.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my mosom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/mybonnie425/Mosom-IceFishing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken this past winter. My mosom was out ice fishing. Fishing "old-school" style! Nowadays, there are some fancy fishing huts around. Fishing huts are like little houses that people use while out ice-fishing. Their major job would be to block out the wind so it will more comfortable while fishing. There are a few of them that have little stoves built right inside them so people can use that to keep their huts warm or to do a bit of cooking. That would be most ideal for me! But my mosom, on the other hand, still ice fishes like he did back in his day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111855695808685138?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111855695808685138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111855695808685138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111855695808685138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111855695808685138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-mosom.html' title='my mosom...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111845562069292401</id><published>2005-06-10T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:07:00.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>What a freaking long week at work!  But, I am finally back home at my apartment, well for the weekend anyways!  That will just have to do for now :)  I am sitting here waiting for my momma to phone me.  She had phoned me about an hour ago saying she is just about in town and we made plans to go for supper.  I have been staying at her place this past week, but she was gone almost all week so we have to make up some lost time.  Where is this mother of mine!  I am absolutely starving.  If she doesn't phone soon, I just might have to fend for myself!  Okay, I am lazy, I shall wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a little while later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I phoned her.  She didn't forget about me.  I wouldn't doubt it if she had went on her merry way and had simply forgotten about me because if she is anything like me or vice versa .. yeah .. I am a bit forgetful at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell am doing this weekend, but I do know that its good to be home :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111845562069292401?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111845562069292401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111845562069292401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111845562069292401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111845562069292401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111778128774649149</id><published>2005-06-03T00:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T00:48:07.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>duh!</title><content type='html'>I am so duh! tonight.  I couldn't remember the url to my blogger for the longest time.  I finally decided to just follow the links from another blogger and hope to God that I remembered my userid and password.  Tonight is Graduation night on my reserve.  We had a little taste as to how it was going to be this weekend.  Absolutely crazy.  People are drinking everywhere.  Today at work, we were all sitting around saying it felt like a Friday afternoon because it was so quiet.  Yeah.  The calm before the storm.  Next thing we knew, the ambulance was on its way, the police were called and the receptionist and I were babysitting!  On the plus side, the baby was an absolute darling and the EMT driver was a cutie!  Makes me want to get into EMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one more day of work before the weekend!  I am not sure what I am doing yet.  Lorna had called and asked if I wanted to go for a cruise tommorow up to La Ronge.  Might be interesting.  Either that, or I just might go to my apartment and just relax all freakin weekend.  I decided this past week that I am leaving all guys alone.  They suck.  Girls rule!  Boys drool!  Childish, I know.   I am allowed to be childish every now and then.  I just don't know what to do.  I don't just gotta do anything!  It probably doesn't make sense, but I can't make sense of what is going on in my mind.  I want everything my way.  I don't want to give in to nothing.  I want people to be at my beck and call when its convenient for ME.  Is that too much to ask?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111778128774649149?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111778128774649149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111778128774649149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111778128774649149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111778128774649149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/06/duh.html' title='duh!'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111758799963231022</id><published>2005-05-31T18:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:09:58.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>change of pace ...</title><content type='html'>I applied for funding today to return back to school! I got a bit frustrated lastnight. Of course, I left everything for the last minute. I had decided on Sunday night at 9:00 p.m. that I wanted to return to school. The deadline for funding was today so I had taken a sick day yesterday to get my paperwork all in order. Yeah, I spent the whole day visiting friends and then late lastnight, I had all my papers spread out over my bed. I had cover letters to write, applications to fill out, a resume to type and it all seemed so overwhelming. Am I ready for school? With all my bills, can I afford to quit my job? I phoned up a friend saying "I am so frustrated, I can't even fill out these freaking forms, how the hell am I suppose to go back to school?!" I have been working for so long and my last attempt at school wasn't successful. Needless to say, I was able to hand in everything today in time and I have decided that I will just wait and see what happens. If I get approved for funding and for school, I will have at least a couple months before school starts to make up my mind. I am applying for a diploma in &lt;em&gt;Management Studies&lt;/em&gt; which will take 2 years and then from there I can get into the &lt;em&gt;Accounting&lt;/em&gt; program which will be an additional year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Tash's blogger the other day where it lists all the things she has did and achieved during the last year. It had to have taken alot of courage to quit a job that she had for years, move to a different country across the world and to leave her family and friends. I can't even seem to find the courage to leave a job that I am not happy in. I love the work that I do, but with all the political and management changes, I am not happy. Even with the heavy workload and the extra duties and responsibilities that I do that are above and beyond my job description, I don't feel secure in my job. These past few weeks, I find that as soon as I get to work, I go straight to my office and stay in there all day till closing time. There was a time when I felt like I was part of a team, a family. It was fun and rewarding going to work. It has definitely not been fun lately. Change is hard. Especially when some of the changes are not for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue that I have is that I had to resort to staying on the rez during the week. I miss my home. I miss being able to go home every evening and spending time with friends or just relaxing in the comfort of my own home. I have been missing a lot of things lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111758799963231022?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111758799963231022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111758799963231022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111758799963231022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111758799963231022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/05/change-of-pace.html' title='change of pace ...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111670648831158848</id><published>2005-05-21T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T14:14:48.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy day...</title><content type='html'>Today is a lazy day.  It is cloudy and dreary outside with a bit of wind.  Our weather has been a bit unpredictable.  Today it was forcasted to be +40 C.  Yeah, that didn't happen.  The other night we had a brief thunderstorm.  That was absolutely beautiful.  I love storms.  It had rained for 2 days straight and just to think at the beginning of the month, we had a snow storm that made it look like winter all over again.  Welcome to Saskatchewan, I thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Casino lastnight with a few friends, there was a local band that was playing there that seems to be quite popular amongst the First Nations people.  It was packed upstairs in the lounge and a line-up to get upstairs.    Actually, the whole casino was jam-packed lastnight.  I wanted to go try my luck, but my favourite game was always busy.  I took that as a sign.  It just wasn't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should actually start getting ready to face the world today.  I just feel so lazy.  I wish I could live in my pajama's.  They are just so damn comfortable.   I went driving around today in my pajama's.  On weekends, I get so lazy and I even go shopping in my pajama's.  As long as I don't run into my mother, I am okay.  She gets embarrased when I do that.  That one time last year, she gave me heck when she found out that I flew from the States back to Canada in my pajama's.  What if I were to get into an accident, she "would have been so embarrased!"   Mothers these days.  Honestly!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111670648831158848?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111670648831158848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111670648831158848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111670648831158848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111670648831158848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/05/lazy-day.html' title='lazy day...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111622751663415752</id><published>2005-05-16T00:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:14:35.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing...</title><content type='html'>Its amazing what a new haircut can boost up your spirits. Janna finally came back from her mom's place tonight. She had been staying up there for the past two weeks. She came back just in time! I was beginning to think that all my friends are leaving me. Candace is going for a road trip down to Six Nations, Ontario. She was "On Leave" for the past two weeks from the Health Centre and her future working prospects doesn't look very bright so she decided to take this time to go for a trip. Lorna will be moving out her place next week and will be moving back home and Janna had thought she was moving back to her home reserve. So, it seemed for awhile that everyone was moving out from me. But my Janna is back for good she says! Her first task once getting home was to give me a haircut and I absolutely love it! I had been trying to grow out my hair for Lisa's wedding, but it has been post-poned for another year so to heck with trying to grow it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting all packed up for another week at staying at my moms. Since Candace is no longer working at the Health Centre, I can't commute with her anymore and I can't afford driving back and forth with my gas-guzzling truck so I had to resort to staying out on the reserve during the week for the time being. I was talking to Janna this evening and we both really can't afford to have our own places so we decided to look into renting a 3 bedroom apartment. I am looking forward to it. I am also going to look into trading off my truck for a car.   I absolutely love my truck, but really can't keep up with the costs that comes along with it. Hopefully, if all goes as planned, I will be able to save up some money to go for a trip later on this summer or fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I will be able to work at the Health Centre, but I suppose I will tough it out for as long as I can handle it. As I mentioned before, there has been a lot of changes recently. I am not looking forward to work this week, but with my new haircut, I feel like I can conquer the world! My goodness! It is past 1:00 a.m.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111622751663415752?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111622751663415752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111622751663415752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111622751663415752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111622751663415752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/05/amazing.html' title='amazing...'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715703.post-111536751440198153</id><published>2005-05-15T01:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T03:33:47.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>senseless</title><content type='html'>I have so much to say, but I don't have the words.  I had planned on logging into this blogger and writing down everything that has been happening these past few weeks, but so much has happened that its all jumbled up in my mind.  Its hard to comprehend and write things down that doesn't make sense.  So much has been happening at work.  There are changes everywhere.  Some, I hope to believe, would be better, but some just does not make sense at all.  I ended up taking stress leave from work for a few days because things had gotten to a point where I was too emotional to function in a professional manner.  I had left work early one day because I couldn't handle it and I didn't go back to work for the rest of the week.  I just couldn't do it.  My heart is not in it at the moment and hasn't been in it for the past month.  I am at the point where I am debating whether or not I want to continue on with my job.  There are so much reasons as to why I should stay and tough it out, but I just don't know anymore.   Nothing seems to make sense anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715703-111536751440198153?l=typicallyunique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/feeds/111536751440198153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715703&amp;postID=111536751440198153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111536751440198153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715703/posts/default/111536751440198153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicallyunique.blogspot.com/2005/05/senseless.html' title='senseless'/><author><name>mybonnie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
