June 4th, 2012 by Sherry

August 21st, 2011 by Sherry

If you havent yet, you have to go and check out Animals Being Dicks dot com.
It’s a bunch of videos in America’s Funniest Home Video fashion, taken of animals in some hilarious situations. One of these days, I’m submitting a video of my own. I just have to time the camera right.

Blaugust!! August, every.damned.day.

August 20th, 2011 by Sherry

Today was Sour Puss Lemonade Day at Heartland Forest in Niagara Falls. It was actually called the Fun and Prizes Event, but for me it was Sour Puss Lemonade Day.
We didn’t raise very much money and due to the venue we have to donate half of our profits, but it was a good day.
It was spent with friends that have become more meaningful to me than I ever thought I would allow, strangers with smiles and warm greetings and kind words, a few grumpys that truly make you proud of who you have become, and my beloved baby girl, who is about to run off to University and leave her heart broken Mother behind. We shoveled ice, reamed lemons, laughed, sold, had a few wtf? moments and even got cozy with a furry….pictured here from the Niagara Ice Dogs:

I can’t get over the sense of accomplishment that I feel when my bones ache, my hands are sore from squeezing lemons, and I’m just pooped from all that fresh air and sunshine…when I sit at the end of the night reflecting on the day and the money that we raised for the shelter. Feeling so proud that I want to just burst that this thing…this baby of mine…this little SIMPLE fund raising project is a wonderful success in it’s maiden voyage summer.
I sit, looking forward to next summer even though I know it’s going to mean a lot of personal time, sacrifice, and hard work, and I just about squee in anticipation because I can’t wait to see this baby flourish with a full summer at it’s disposal. My baby. I’m a proud Mama.

Blaugust!! August, every.damned.day.

August 17th, 2011 by Sherry

We had a great night planned last night. Dinner at one of our favourite restaurants, then tickets for Le Grande Cirque at the Fallsview Casino.
We were celebrating Brad’s new job and both kids were eager to join us, and that never happens, so I was pretty stoked.
Dinner was yumm, although not one of our best Canyon Creek experiences, and off we went to the Show.
End positive experience.
We got in line as Jordan took the tickets from me and approached the ticket taker lady. I’m sure there’s some fancy name for her position like the Baristas at Starbucks but for the life of me, I have no idea what it is and could think of a lot of other nasty things to call her by the time we left. She eyed up Jordan as he approached and she scanned our tickets. Eyed him up the way the guy behind the liquor counter eyes you up as you’re buying booze, trying to guess your age and whether or not he should ask to see your ID. Then she smiled, handed Jord back the tickets and told him that we were the 2nd door on the left….but that he should approach one of the security guards so they could show us to our seats.
Why would we need to approach a security guard if we were the 2nd door on the left?
Jord did as he was told and the security guard jumped all over him asking him how old he was.
Thanks ticket taker lady, for not having the balls to tell us that he’s not old enough before you accepted our tickets and sent us to asshole mall cop to do your dirty work.
As Jordan answered that he was 17, the security guard told us that he couldn’t watch the performance, then proceeded to step in front of me and get all in Caitlin’s face to ask her age.
The guy was an asshole with a typical Mall Cop mentality.
Jordan had to be 19 to watch the circus. Seriously?? You have to be 19 years old to watch an acrobatic performance?
When I asked why, I was told it was because they used to sell alcohol.
They USED to???!!
“We used to, and they have just never changed the policy.”
Needless to say, I left with the “You can shove your circus up your ass” mentality.

Blaugust!! August, every.damned.day.

August 16th, 2011 by Sherry

A few months back, we were lucky enough at work to be able to move into a brand spankin’ new building. There had been rumors of this from day one when I took over the running of this office, but some wondered if we’d ever see the day.
The new space is fantastic and wondrous and I hope never loses it’s luster and novelty. I truly get warm fuzzies every day that I open my office door and walk in. I am privileged to be able to call such a space my own.
Another cool aspect of having a brand spankin’ new building to move into, is being able to witness and photograph the DEMOLITION of the old building. Super cool!!
One thing in particular that I like about these photos is that the building actually looks kind of bloody which, of course, it’s not…but still cool!

Blaugust!! August, every.damned.day.

August 14th, 2011 by Sherry

In my spare time, I volunteer for the Niagara Falls Humane Society fund raising committee. Although you wouldn’t think it would be, raising money to help animals in our community is freaking hard. No one wants to lighten their pockets, let alone empty them.
Earlier this year, I had a brainstorm that maybe our fund raising efforts were far too grandious. That maybe, just maybe, we had to dumb it down a little. Inspired by a facebook post that the darling MaryAnn from The Stiletto Mom made one day about her kids raising money at their school, (at least I hope it was MaryAnn and I’m not giving someone else’s props away) I proposed that we start selling lemonade at area functions to raise money to help the shelter.
I was scared shitless of this idea, but was it just simple and crazy enough to work?
Yes! Yes, it was! IS!! in fact.
My idea took off like gang busters with my partners in crime and on the maiden voyage of our new fund raising journey, we made over 500 bucks. Not bad for one day.
This weekend we had our second lemonade sale. We did okay. Not as much as the maiden voyage, but the crowd wasn’t as big either, and it’s a few hundred bucks more in the shelter’s pocket than before we started that day. We have another this Saturday.
I’m excited for next Summer when I have an entire Winter’s worth of planning and growing this thing.

Blaugust!! August, every.damned.day.

July 31st, 2011 by Sherry

I’ve decided to throw caution to the wind! To play in traffic! TO RUN WITH SCISSORS!!!
Okay, maybe not but if I run out of post ideas, I may resort to just that. And I’ll take pictures of it and post it on all of the days that I fall short. That’ll be totally captivating, yeah??!! YEAH!!???
Alright, maybe not.
So, I’m not promising a month of mind blowing daily accounts, but I am promising myself a month of daily something. Just to get me back in the groove.
It’s not your average nablopoaramadamadingdong thinger, but it’s a good start for me to swing back into the blogosphere and dive into my self supported therapy that this site brings me.
YOU SHOULD JOIN ME!!!

May 20th, 2010 by Sherry

I wanted to buy this tshirt:

Size large (I don’t give a shit if you wear a small, stick, go piss off) for 8 bucks. I didn’t even mind paying the 24 bucks shipping because I love the shirt, and the fact that an artist can poke fun at themselves is awesome.
Here’s how it went down:
-grabbed shirt, added to shopping basket
-filled in billing info…….ORDER!! (little dance of joy)
-something went wrong….our billing info doesn’t match your card billing info
-went back, realized that I put “Sher” instead of “Sherry” (oopsie faux pas)
-changed my blunder and resubmitted purchase
-same error
-wtf seriously? screw it, I’m late for work
-get to work, got an email with my credit card balance
-oh hells noh
-signed in to check Visa online transaction history
-password for user is incorrect
-requested user password change…success, we’ll send you a new password via email
-waiting
-waiting
-requested another user password change…success, we’ll send you a new password via email
-waiting
-emailed password!!
-wrong one
-waiting…….
-emailed password!!!
-checked Visa transaction history, was charged for three separate tshirt transactions
-called credit card company
-automated system not working
-”please enter this”…entered this….”please enter this”….entered this again……
-”goodbye.”
- you fu&*((%$%^##%$*&^%*%$&*^ son of a b*(&*^&*%$%&$&$&*%*((
-called online merchant
-closed, sorry try again
-left a message
-sent them an email as well
-called card company again
-automated system not working
-”please enter this”…entered this….”please enter this”….entered this again……
-”goodbye.”
- you fu&*((%$%^##%$*&^%*%$&*^ son of a b*(&*^&*%$%&$&$&*%*((
-got an email back from online merchant, no transactions were processed, they promise
-called credit card company back
-got as far as putting in my card number
-”I’m sorry, I had trouble reading that number.”
-that’s because you’re supposed to be listening to it, you stupid bit….
-finally automabitch transferred me to a Customer Service representative
-gave my entire shpeel
-customer service lady says she can’t hear me, that I sound like I’m under water
-asked for my phone number to call me back
-I got as far as the 905 area code, and was disconnected
-called card company back
-typed in the card number
-”I’m sorry, I had trouble reading that number.”
-that’s because you’re supposed to be listening to it, you stupid bit….
-finally automabitch transferred me to a Customer Service representative
-was on hold so long I had time to write this all out in point form, for blog fodder
-”Hello, this is some foreigner with a foreign name that I’m going to say so fast you won’t be able to understand it no matter how hard you try”
-gave my entire shpeel
-lady kept interrupting me with “yes”, “uh huh”, “right”
-can you hear me???
-”yes”, “uh huh”, “right”
-Seriously?? Shut the fuck up and let me finish.
-”okay”, “okay”, “okay”
-finally she told me it shows that the merch company declined the card 3 times
-but my credit card company charged me
-I can either wait a certain length of time to see if the merch company asks Visa for the money
-or ask merch company to sign a waiver and they will give my funds back to me
-Okay, tell me why I have to do all this work when you just told me that it shows the merch company declined the card???
-why do I have to fix your screw up??
-”It doesn’t say that it was declined. I just assumed.”
-that’s awesome, Habib. Thanks for your fucking assistance.
-she emailed me the authorization form
-I emailed it to the merch company, begging them to fill it out and send it back
-merch company basically tells me to fuck myself and wait the 3-5 business days to see if this works itself out
-Beyonce’s “Single Ladies” comes on the radio and I want to punch babies.
-then Steve Perry comes on and tells me that some day love will find me, and lulls me into a false sense of calm.

Hey Steve, do you have a “Journey Sucks” tshirt I can buy?

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