Oops, it's been a week without a new posting - yikes, I hope I'm not starting to slip. It's been a fast week. Between going to San Fran for a few days and dealing with family illnesses, the time has gone by very quickly.
Not much new on the adoption front though, but my SW did call on Monday to confirm my homestudy is now on her boss' desk awaiting approval. I expect my CAFAC workbook to arrive this week. If it doesn't I will call them on Monday. I have to complete that workbook (apparently it's HUGE) instead of attending the weekend international adoption seminar in Winnipeg. I can't afford a trip to 'the Peg' (time or $$-wise). I also need to start the immigration paperwork. If the workbook gives instruction, great, if not I'll call CAFAC to learn more about how to proceed.
I was at the bank today to throw money at my RRSP contribution before the tax cut-off. I had planned to also discuss mortgage options as I'm considering moving (again) to be closer to Mom. However, a screw-up at the bank double-booked my appointment with my new banking officer so I was fobbed off on some rookie who had NO IDEA WHAT HE WAS TALKING ABOUT!! He acted as if I were speaking in tongues, totally unable to answer my questions. I think I knew more than him about finances at some points and that is very scary, believe you me.
He eventually admitted he was in training - ("no! really?") geezuz, just my luck. After pulling in his boss (my real banking officer) to help complete the RRSP transaction, trainee asked if I wanted to now discuss the mortgage ("are you kidding me?"). I managed to do a body swerve around that by mumbling that I had to think about it some more. I would have stopped at the reception desk on the way out to make an appointment with the right person, but trainee boy needed to walk me out and shake my hand at the door like he had done me some great favor and been so helpful and thank you for banking with us. So I just got into the truck and peeled out of the parking lot. I'll have to call tomorrow to arrange a 'real' meeting. Oh well.
In other news, I did starting knitting again last night. AK and I hit the yarn store for the Tuesday night knit club. I'm going to work on some dish/washcloths and blankets to bring to the Ethiopian orphanage with me. I believe the CAFAC workbook lists appropriate donations. I'm really looking forward to bringing them gifts they can use (especially gifts that I will have made myself).
[aside: Midge just made this weird choking/sputtering noise. Ripley was gagging earlier too. My poor boys and their hairballs. I have yet to find evidence of anything they have hawked up though. I may supplement their hairball control food with some good ole cod liver oil if I can figure out how to get it down their gullets.]
More on donations later. Perhaps I'll post a list in case anyone wants to contribute items. I remember when I solicitated for items to go to Iraqi children and I got a great response from people just happy to be able to make a personal and tangible difference to something important.
Anyroad, time to go and watch the rest of American Idol (guilty pleasure).
....Ok, now on that note....
I Blame the Parents (I've always meant to get a t-shirt with that on it but now I guess I shouldn't as I'm going to be a Mom myself....hmmm, or maybe I could still get away with it?).
...I must just comment about my girl Britney (she's not my girl but I like her & her [earlier] music - yes, there, I said it) - I pray that she gets the help she needs, I really do. She makes me cry. She's obviously in the midst of a downward spiral. The tragic story - meteoric success, lost childhood, bad marriage - is trite but true. So all that plus maybe some bad/missing advice from those who are supposed to guide her plus probably a nasty case of postpartum depression - sheesh, I would probably be shaving my head too. While initially puzzled that she chose to shave her noggin in public, I'm now hoping she made that choice as a way to flash 'two fingers' to the whole idea of idolizing someone for their looks. I'll never forget those old pictures of Brit shaking and crying after almost dropping her child in front of the paparazzi. I haven't heard from any parent who has denied dropping or almost dropping their kid at some point - and that's without the media taking pictures in their face. I am just so sick of people laughing at her. Especially after what just happened to Anna Nicole Smith - where's the humanity? Don't get me wrong, in my less charitable moments I enjoy the occasional smirk about what so-and-so celeb has just done, but there's a line that gets crossed too many times. Anyway, my prayers go out to Brit and her kids and that's all I'm gonna say about it (for now). Also, kudos to Craig Ferguson for choosing not to poke fun at her while she's obviously so down, just to get a cheap late-night laugh.
And Brit, put your drawers back on, k?
