Home at last

It's 23h27, I'm home after a long day (rushed into a quick shower). I went to The Show tonight, it was fabulous if you don't count the many historical errors. I'm glad I went to see it, I'll go back to be an active part of the touristic attractions even if I don't think this is the best show ever. I'm not going to either link it or name it because it wouldn't be fair to said show. It is a fabulous show and I totally get why people from outside of the area just adore it. I work in the business, I freaking know my history and the little details.

Oh, Administrator Friend (AF) , husband of Cute Friend (CF) with 2 boys came to give me a hand at church this afternoon. On his way to go back home, he realises that his 2 tires of the driver side of his car had been slashed, his bumper broken and they used the knife to poke into the car. What the hell? He was absolutely furious, upset (he had every right to be), he couldn't believe it. I called the cops for him, he told me he needed someone to help and support maybe to call The Friendly Boss (TFB), I called SW, told her what had just happened and TFB rushed at church to help AF. He couldn't believe it, he was saying to The Mom, TFB and I:

You live a good life, help out people, do volunteer work for your church and teenagers who have nothing better to do, slash your tire and do this to you. Why me? what the hell? This happens, this sucks soo bad.

I had the great pleasure of having MsDM's Dear Niece (DN) visit the exposition this afternoon with her Mother-in-law (a sweet woman), her MIL's sister and a grand kid. I was very happy to see DN, they stayed for at least an hour, I toured with them with 2 tourist. They really liked it, we laughed a lot, went to church's basement, I showed them most of what I usually show visitors. Only because I can't spend an hour with each person. But DN is like family for me, her heritage is in the exposition. Her family is one of the major reason why our parish was flourishing in the past. I had emailed her earlier this week to give her the opening hours and told her I'd be honored to have her with her MIL, it was a very great time.

I'm off to relax, I've got to get a book ready for someone about self injury, one of those days, I'll blog about this.

Have a great night! I need sleep, TFB and SW are picking me up at 11h45 AM to brunch, The Young Priest will meet us there. What better to take place on a sunday than spending good time with great people?

serial posting AKA random crap from today!

Overheard at the end of a pretty long visit with 2 kind person from outside of the region.

Showing them with my arms the statue up the wall, they are 15 feet up high, said statue are 5 foot by 1 and a half foot. They are BIG as in you would have to be blind not to see them. As in, if you can't see the statue, there is no point of visiting the exposition. You won't see anything.

Now, if you can see the statue, you'll see that they have the name of local roads.

Visitor (the wife) starts to giggle and says to me: I can't see them, where are they?

Me laughing my ass off, actually hysterically laughing. I'm soo sorry, I mean now if you look at the statues. I know you can see them, I'm soo sorry, I'm kind of tired.

Nah, it's totally okay, you are doing a great job. She gently pokes my arm and says that she can't see the statues.

All three of us bursted in laughter again. I was laughing to the point of tears.

About rumors concerning Cedrika Provencher

Church maintenance person comes to me in early afternoon and tells me:

They've found Cedrika!!!

Oh My God, is she okay? ::::almost crying:::::

They have not yet actually got their hand on her?!

What the hell?

They are around the house where a couple kidnapped her, they'll take her home safely any minutes.

I'm soo happy, I can't believe it

She manages to leave. 5 minutes later tops SW comes in the church and I tell her:

Maintenance Person (MP) told me Cedrika was located, they are on their way.... blablabla. She's alive SW. Can you believe it?

Comes to a long talk about abused survivors, psychic detectives, the hopes that come with life. It was a nice conversation. But MP was wrong. I should have known, she just understands one thing and says another.

Cedrika is still missing. My heart aches for that little girl. Cedrika is still missing, Have you seen her?

Freaky Friday!

Oh the joy of being home at last. Work was great, day was longish but nice. Only 2 freaks visited.

Remember last night I went to The Chinese Place, there was a rude blonde woman cussing and yelling at the server " What the fucking hell, there's no egg roll sauce, what the fuck, Where's the food? Bring me food DAMN IT!" and that type of nonsense. woman seemed like a bitch, I looked at her face but DID not say anything. Fast forward this afternoon at The Church.

Me- Hello, my name is No Nonsense girl, welcome to our church yadiyadiya... Wait, I've seen you before, your face looks familiar

The Freak (TF)- It's not possible, I'm not from the area. I'm from Town 6 hours away from here. I'm in your region because of The X gathering.

ME- Either you have a twin or we've met before. :::smile:::

TF- I went to The mall in Big City yesterday

Me- Oh, you were at the Chinese place last night. I arrived there around 20h00.

TF- Yeah, it sucked didn't it? The place was awful. There was no sauce for my egg roll, Can you believe I had to wait 5 minutes for these assholes to come. It's expensive. How much do you usually pay?

Me- hmm, usually you pay more on Thursday-Friday-Saturday night because there's a lot of seafood, a lot more choices. It's always 16$ on these night.

TF- well in my city, IT IS CHEAPER, your place sucked

ME actually thinking "go back to your fucking town bitch" but actually said: M'am, I'm sorry you were not impressed with the food. How's your hotel? (I SHOULD NOT HAVE ASKED HER THAT)

TF- The place sucks, the beds are small, we are 30 mins away from The small and beautiful town because of me. The blinds in the bedroom didn't work well. The place sucks. I tricked them all by getting up at 6 this morning and demanded breakfast. They were not ready.

ME- (No shit bitch was what I was thinking of but just said): M'am, if you want to visit the church, go ahead, it's beautiful. If you have any questions, I'm available. Have a great afternoon

I was not going to spend 30 minutes telling her everything about The Parish, showing her the exposition because she sucked, she was a whiny, annoying visitor. We have them, they are the nasties, I'm sure they go everywhere. anyway, anything I would have done would have sucked in her eyes. I was not interested AT ALL.

SW was there with TFB, they were visiting the rummage sale and stopped by to chat. I said to her "This is the crazy egg roll sauce lady from last night. There's no way in hell I'm spending 30 mins with her, the nasties hate everything anyway. I had fun with SW, with talked about many things. I enjoy her presence and TFB is great also. He if was reading my blog I would say "TFB isn't too bad either" just to annoy him.

Nice chats, a great and exhausting day, but productive. I had loads of fun with the people that stayed with me part of the day to stay at the door while I was with the visitors in the back of the church.

Tomorrow is the last day of this marathon. I will work until 17h00, then have dinner with The Mother and a friend and I will go to The Big Show. Can't wait for freaking sunday!!!

Have you ever met the nasties? Do they come to your town, church, restaurant? What do you do?

On the Cédrika Provencher case

Some news media report progress in the Cedrika case and also in this article but nothing new that the population and the media are made aware of but the investigation is active to this minute. The article says the Provincial Police is making progress and that Cédrika's father was asked to keep a low profile. She's been missing for 16 days.

Have you seen Cédrika?

Cedrika Provencher is five feet tall and weighs 70 pounds. She is white, and has curly red hair and brown eyes.

Anyone with information about her disappearance is asked to call the SQ at 1-800-659-4264.

I had a chat with a patrol officer from the SQ this morning, let it be known that Cedrika is in everyone's thoughts and prayers. No one is indifferent to this sweet child. Come back home honey, may you be brought back home alive.

Thank God it's thursday!?

I was trying to come up with a fun and witty title for tonight's blog entry but could not find one. My brain is fried, I gave everything I had today, I poured my heart to the visitors, gave them 110% of me. I'm empty. I'm taking time to recharge my batteries for tomorrow because my energy level is negative.

As I'm blogging, I'm listening to music. I have a song from TAIZE that soothes me, that bring the peace from God inside of me.

Within our darkest night, you kindle the fire that never dies away, never dies away.
Within our darkest night, you kindle the fire that never dies away, never dies away.

Finding myself back after a 12 hours work day is really important. Focusing on the song, praying (because the song is by itself a prayer to God) grounds me and now, see 10 mins later, I'm feeling myself back. I'm breathing better. I'm grounded.

My day was long-exhausting but great. I had visitors even if the temperature turned pretty early to a freaking windy-cold thunderstormy day but people came nonetheless, I had a blast with some parishioners. The Ex City Politician came, he worked at The College back when I attended (which is a freaking long time ago for those who know , yeah, yeah, whatever, I'm getting old.

I had 2 great visitors, they made me laughed, hysterically because they were sweet. I gave everything I had to them, because each time there's a new visitor, I treat him(her) like he's (she's) special.

I treat him like I'd want to be treated, I gave said visitors 110% of my presence, I give my explanations like he was the most important person (because each of them matters, each of them deserves kindness and to KNOW our history), these 2 opened me a door in regards to my faith, they asked me if I was a practicing catholic. THEY opened the door and I jumped in.

I told them I was baptised in my early twenties. They asked what made me convert and I told them about the love and the light of God. I told them how it changed me. How even tho the church is NOT perfect, how it soothes my needs and keep me close to Jesus. That I love my parish, I love my job and I loved to meet with visitors like them. They said they knew, they felt it. They thanked me many times, we shook hands, they went to dinner before going to The Greatest Show (they spent 45 mins with me)

The others were sweet, Parishioners were sweet, I helped an Ex Fiance, he gives a lot of time to the church. We were together more than 5 years ago. A great guy, his actual fiance is a sweet girl.

Anyway, my day was long, I'm tired but I'm satisfied and shall I say thankful?

A friend picked me up at 19h30 and we went to The Bigger Town, I stopped to get a shirt at Reitmans, I didn't even try it on, I already had tried it on Monday when I went shopping. I just went and got it, because I wanted it. Friend and I went to the Chinese place. Food was great, server seemed tired, the service was ok but we had a newborn with us (friend had a baby couple weeks ago), so I gave an extra tip while thinking of FoodWhore and her stories, because the server made numerous trips to accommodate us (even if baby was quiet), I thought she deserved a good tip. I gave 25$ on a 19$ bill and cashier asked me if this was a mistake (she said it's a lot). Nope I said, she really deserved it. What the hell?

I had a blonde moment , I mean a real slow as hell moment and was thinking out loud and asked The Friend with newborn baby a question. If you knew me in real life, you'd know I can ask the weirdest questions.

My nipple is not like yours, it's not popped like this, the part where the baby sucks isn't like yours, it's not like a tit, but mine if I'm nursing will be like yours eh? Were your nipple normal before? ::::she looks at me and laughs and rolls her eyes::::

I mean mine nipple isn't erected, tell me, will my breasts become like yours one day? I mean newborn baby couldn't suck on mine, there's not popped tit. Do you understand what I mean?

She laughed and told me that this was soo blonde that she did not totally follow me BUT to relax, when the time would come for me to nurse, my breasts would know what to do.

Is this acceptable on a catholic church worker blog to discuss breasts, tits and nursing? Mary nursed baby Jesus, breastfeeding is totally natural. Friend nursed newborn baby on and off the whole time we were at The Chinese place, baby was latched on and off to be in auntie's arms.

I'm just kidding, this is totally an acceptable and fine topic. I hope I didn't lose you with my long story.

Have a great night!!! What are your plans for friday?

I'm running late...

Just a short post to say hello and I'll post later when I get home. I hope your day rocks! It's sunny here, seems like a beautiful day....

Enjoy yourself! I'll tell you the drama from my 12 hours day of work at the church, I'm sure I'll have plenty to tell. I need another coffee, badly, I need a good ass whooping, any volunteer?

Insane day and more to come

I had a crazy busy day, I worked late and I'm just pooped. I went to The Coffee Place to buy a coffee and a muffin at 16h30, the girl asked me which coffee I wanted I told her "anything that'll kick my butt, I'm soo sleepy".

I'm not going to bed past midnight tonight, I can't do that, I'll be dead tomorrow, so I'll try to catch a good 7 hours of sleep, then pray that I rest.

I went to visit MsDM's friend at the retirement home, brought her the Virgin Mary's pin that was MsDM before, she was happy, she said I was an angel. She made me promise to thank MsDM's Dear Niece for her and to tell her she'd be in her prayers. I did keep my promise, and I sent DN an email when I got home.

I had a beer when I got home and it kicked my butt, for real? a beer, that's weird.

Anyway, off for a long marathon of 3 intense day at work. I can do it, I can do it.

I better be able to and give my full self to the visitors (Who, BTW will come)

I'll write in the morning beofre I leave! I hope your day will rock!!!!

Stories from today AND a movie recommendation

At the business place this afternoon, a little back story; the owner is a cool guy, you've got to know him to "get" him. I've made business with him enough in this past year to finally GET his dry wit. He's a very busy guy and you have to HARASS him to make him fax you a proposal. I recall earlier this month I called and said

You know, I'm calling like this to give you business, I need you to FAX me the proposal. It's not like you owe me money, I just want to give you work that you claim to want. PLEASE, for God's sake, fax me the freaking proposal. It's been 3 weeks. do you want it or not?

Eh, I like working with The Parish, you guys are great. It's good, now you needed X and Y, what's your fax number again?

Me, rollin my eyes It's XXX-XXXX, It's cool I'm waiting on the fax.

Will I get the job?

Me :::dumbfounded:::

You remember that I don't make the decision alone, I only make the suggestion. You are local, your prices are fair, they'll make a smart decision. I'll let you know.

So nice little fella cracked at joke at my partner who totally did NOT get his humor. He told said partner that one of our picture sucked and was ugly, not the color but the picture. He wanted to tell her it was perfect, that she couldn't make a better one but he didn't said that, he said said picture was ugly.

What the hell?

I gave him a mean look, angry eyes and he laughed then looked like a puppy, he was sorry. After a crisis of doubts, partner wanted start all over and me abut to lose my freaking mind ( SURE DID)

I said to partner "We'll call The FriendlyBoss (TFB), if he's there, we can show him, he'll approve, I swear this is perfect". Then calling and no answer, then I told said partner " That's God's way to let us know this is what He wants", she wasn't convinced, I have NO AUTHORITY or power over her, she just didn't buy it. Guess what we did?

Yeah, I looked at my watch ( I had a meeting at 16h00, it was 15h35) and said that we could go to TFB's house, if he's home, he'll tell us what he believes we should do and if NOT it was God's will and we'll sent said project to be printed the way it WAS k?

Thank God TFB was home ( Bless the Lord!!!! ) with SW they both liked the pictures, approved the project, reassured partner, took time to chat a bit. I call back The Store owner, told him to send our project to print, TFB had a little chat with him. The crisis was avoided, I had a chance of not losing my sanity forever. Called the office to let them know I wouldn't be there at 16h00 but would arrive shortly, then left and went to the meeting.

I'm soo freaking lucky/blessed, whatever you want to call it to have a boss like him, who has a wife that I have respect and admiration for and that I like a lot. These people rock! Ya know, great and honest and generous people, loving people. Few people like this on this planet, I've got them in my life. God has put them in my life, God's good!

I went to see Stardust tonight, it's a must see. It made me laugh, it's very sweet, it has a lot of action. The story melted my heart.

I wasn't suppose to go out tonight, after a long afternoon at work, like exhausting, my friend offered to eat out, we went to The Bigger City, I thought we'd go to a nice place but we ended up at Tim Horton's (food was good) and he said we could go to see a movie, I tried to say I wanted to go to bed late, to what he laughed his but off cuz I'm a nite owl and we went to see that great movie.

Go see it, it's very good! It's pass 23h19, I'm tired but not very sleepy. Damn it, I work from 8h00 to 19h30 tomorrow and until Saturday!!!! I'll be exhausted. God, help me!

Things are chaotic

It's soo insane that you would think I was in vacation for 2 weeks, but nope, only took a long weekend and jeez, things are just chaotic today.

I'm running like a mad woman to meet deadlines that I didn't know about because they didn't exist as of last week. anyway, we'll survive, The cute friend helped me with some translations, The Friendly Boss helped me tremendously this morning, as usual and he's hilarious and his Sweet Wife is truly amazing. Jeez, I'm soo lucky to have people like that in my life.

Honest to God, I couldn't wish for better people around me. I'm getting my butt back to work because I need to go meet with The business man who's going to do a printing job for the parish.

Thoughts on a Monday night

I'll be back at work tomorrow first thing in the morning even if I did had work-related conversation this afternoon. (which was fine by the way I'm not complaining about it)

Anyway, I slept in not too late but woke up to a freaky nightmare, went to The mall with a friend and her baby in the afternoon, was back here before dinner, made few phone calls work-related and then had coffee with good friends at The Coffee shop tonight.

I need to be able to go to bed early, I need to be in shape tomorrow. I'm going to be productive and dynamic and cute because I'll wear my new clothes from REITMANS (thanks to my 2 favorite sellers, they rock, I wish they had a blog to tell all about clients in The Store, the stories are probably terrible, people suck soo much when you work with the public)

Nothing new in regards to Cedrika Provencher, her mother made a tearful plea in a news conference today. Cedrika, honey, you are in my prayers.

Rambling thoughts or It's better to be alive than dead!

Nothing new in the Cedrika Provencher case, she is still missing, I was talking with a co-worker this week about it and almost lost my cool.

Said co-worker, a great man of faith, a deacon, was saying that his hopes that Cedrika is still alive has faded, he thought she was already dead OR that she was sold to human trafficking circle as a sex slave. And told me that if she'd been sold for sex trade/human trafficking/slavery, it was almost best to be dead because she would be scarred for life if found today.

What the fuck?

Since when being dead is best? Yeah, if she'd been raped, injured and tortured she would need help, But It's always fucking best to be alive than dead! Said coworker was telling me how sexual abuse victims keep lifelong consequences of the past abused, yeah but they still have a life. Life is possible after sexual abuse, yeah life is. I'll be damned if some dude who has NO FREAKING clue will lecture me on the hopes for a better life in sexual abuse survivor's life.

I hope nothing happened to Cedrika but if she were to be found alive after days of abuse, she would survive, she would be alive. As long as there's life, there is HOPE.

Women and men have survived sexual assaults since the beginning of the world and will still do because human nature is resilient. There is NO need to give up on anyone. I can't believe someone would believe that. Honestly, I was like " Are you serious?

You know Jessica Lunsford went missing and later she died when her killer buried her alive after abusing her for 3 days, but you know what? This beautiful 9 years old child would have been better off alive. She would have survived this terrible ordeal. I'm sure her daddy would want her alive. Because as long as there is life, there is hope.

Pedophile, child killer, pervs make me sick, I wish we'd find Cedrika Provencher.

But co-worker, please for God's sake, when someone is sexually assaulted, their life changes but they DO NOT die.

What do you think?

Slice of life from yesterday :)

I totally went on a shopping spree, Clinique products from my Sears clinique counter, lots of little nothing from Zellers, household products from the evil Walmart FWIW, I don't think walmart is evil but that's how The Mother perceives it.

And I went to my favorite, the best in the world clothing store for women, and I say it and I'll say it again REITMANS is THE best store in the WORLD . This is free publicity, I'm not paid to say it, the clothes are awesome, affordable and the girls who work there are angels, especially M and L. I left with a pair of black pants for work.

And I was inspired to attend mass, believe it or not, there's a chapel in Bigger Town mall. So I went to mass and met with 2 friends there, isn't that something? And like it was planned, a group of friends and I met at TYP's new home for dinner and we had a great evening.

I love these little moment of pure happiness.