<?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-30398974</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:49:26.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikey's Musings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30398974.post-116854443311247441</id><published>2007-01-11T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:40:33.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>I think I have been neglecting my blog, sorry about that. I don't seem to have a lot of time these days. I skimmed through my last two posts to see what I had left off at and a lot has changed. For one thing the doctor never called! But I am seeing a great guy. This piece of news veers off from one of my previous posts about the joys of spinsterhood. Although I still believe that there are some joys involved in being single, finding a good guy provides joys of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas and New Years were good times with family and friends. However I did have a near fainting episode! just before Christmas I got a sudden hot flash and trouble seeing and hearing, and my mom's friends saw me change colours and I heard her ask "are you okay" to which I responded "no" (one of my shining moments) and then I couldn't see anything for a brief moment and someone got me a chair and I started getting better. It was a very strange sensation. So I went to the walk-in two days later....I know, two days later is a wired time for a checkup but I thought if I went to emerg that night they would laugh at the unnecessary visit. Anyway, I got an EKG which showed everything was normal but he didn't take any blood. I think I should have had blood taken since I have had trouble with my iron levels. So guess where I am going on Monday??? That's right, I made an appointment with my doctor. He has been off since I needed to see him because of his own health problems. Anyway, at least he will take my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I passed the first protion of my masters! some fairly good marks. On to the next portion now, which should be okay. I met with my advisor and she liked the topic for my thesis but after some discussion we came up with an even better idea which I am extremely excited about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only supplied one day, but I have been too busy to care. In September I will start to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the last two months in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-116854443311247441?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/116854443311247441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=116854443311247441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/116854443311247441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/116854443311247441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2007/01/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-116195392637331496</id><published>2006-10-27T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T05:58:46.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>Okay...so I am going to stay in masters...At least for now. I got some assignments back and have done well enough on them to change my "I can't believe how dumb I am" feeling to an "I am not that dumb if they are passing me!" feeling. I thought I was the only one feeling that way but lots of people are (at least the four people I was talking to the other day, and when there are only like 10 of in the class that is a big porportion). Anyway I hate how my posts are going to start revolving around masters but that is really my life right now. I just need to make it through this year and then move to Nunavut to teach and then settle back here. I could skip the Nunavut part though depending on the job situation....but it would be a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys...I have decided I like them a lot right now....I don't know why it has hit me now while I am extra busy with school. I don't have anyone in particular I need to go out with but I wouldn't mind dating again soon...but then I think when will I have time not to be doing school work??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...I am going to support my aunt tonight...School board trustee! I hope she gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-116195392637331496?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/116195392637331496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=116195392637331496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/116195392637331496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/116195392637331496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-116111733406647933</id><published>2006-10-17T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:35:34.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Wow...it has been quite awhile since my last post...although I am not sure who reads this, I do apologize to any loyal readers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school is hectic, I really would like to go back in a time machine, decide not to apply to masters, then get back in the time machine and fast forward to today where I would be chillaxing at home pondering my career options. Anyway, that is just a dream...time machines and chillaxing, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I got on the supply list! yay! now I get to go into classrooms and gain some experience. I just need to build up some confidence and act like I belong at the front of the class so the kids don't eat me alive...oh visions of poor Miss Lindert (I think that was her name) from grade 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided that I am very glad to have changed streams in the masters program to special ed./psychology. I can't believe I didn't start there in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired today so even though this is the first post in some time it will probably be choppy and only kind of make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still loving biking, although not doing it often, and same story goes for tennis and running! wow...school really takes the athletic will out of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my...gulp...23rd birthday in a few days...I really haven't noticed it sneaking up because of the hectic life my family leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have decided that spinsterhood isn't the worst thing in the world. Just think of all the things you can do when you are unattached...like just recently I um......hmmmm.....well all the things I could do then, like travel, and watch girly movies, and never shave my legs, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my aunt is running for school board trustee??? (I think that is what it is called) in the next municipal election. She is a great candidate and anyone in the area should look up her information and vote for her! She would be perfect for the position after working so closely with the school system for many years now, and navigating her way through the red tape that exists within the area of special education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have decided the Pizza Hut buffet is a wonderful thing. I just experienced it again today with Ashley (she was nice enough to drive me around today because of my broken car situation) and we stopped there for lunch. I isn't so much the pizza I love but everything else on the buffet--the garlic sticks, the dessert pizza, the salads, the pasta, and don't get me wrong, I like there pizza too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess that is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-116111733406647933?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/116111733406647933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=116111733406647933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/116111733406647933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/116111733406647933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115893607971177308</id><published>2006-09-22T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:41:19.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>The title of this post is how I feel most of the time now. I am choosing to see the humour in this though....because what's the alternative. I just don't understand some of the things that are happening to and around me! I am pretty sure that luck has left my side for good and I don't know why. I have tended to be very clutzy lately as well, ensuring that hot guy in my policy class will never look my way...I have come to terms with this. I also can not manage to spit things out the way I want them to...nothing new there I suppose. And I can't seem to get my directions right in London. I have already gotten lost...twice...on fairly main roads. Although, in all fairness to me one of those times it was raining hard and I swear I did not see the sign that said Wharncliffe. Today I put my change in the parking-arm-lift-thingy and guess what happened! It didn't go up. I was like "What! Perfect...this is just my life and I better start getting used to it." However, then I thought about it and this is the second time this has happened and before I just left and went to another, more expensive, parking lot. Well today I stood my ground and won the battle against the parking-arm-lift-thingy. I went in and talked to reception I got a parking pass for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all, just some of my musings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115893607971177308?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115893607971177308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115893607971177308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115893607971177308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115893607971177308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/09/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115833970286949687</id><published>2006-09-15T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T17:25:12.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Bad...and Something Good</title><content type='html'>So it has come to my attention that I may be neglecting my blog and I am sorry to the two, perhaps three people who check. So here is a post for you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masters sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to leave it at that but I think that the statement needs some clarification. I guess it might not be masters so much as Western. I had to completely change; my program on Monday...that's right, the first day of classes, because apparently nobody knows what's going on or how to advise people. Ugh! so I was living in stress city for a few days there as after I finally thought I had it all sorted out, my first teacher said I shouldn't be in her class. I almost lost it and left and never returned to the horrible place that is called Western. But then I thought about it and I left my butt seated in the chair and was like "I have been through a lot lately and I am staying here and you are teaching me" (in my head of course). So anyway this is the last day of my first week and I think I will survive, but you never know so I will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I have a volunteering position with a friend of the family in a grade four class so that is really nice of her but also a little stressful, but thankfully I am getting to the point where either the stress will eat me up or I have to think "I can do this...what is the alternative?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to this wonderful week I got a call from Thames Valley and had an interview today (Friday) making this week super jam packed with book buying, returning and not returning depending on the type of book, meaning I lost money, volunteering, etc, etc. Anyway, for the GOOD NEWS. I got on the to-hire list for Thames Valley. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I might get some money coming in and some experience. oh and I went bike riding a lot this week! Yay, more good news. I love it. I would like to bike everyday. And, I am wearing something toatally professional and mature looking today, yay, more good news...for the people who only ever see me in sweats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it so I will leave you now, and no more laters as an ending, Meghan said so. Talk to her about it if you miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115833970286949687?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115833970286949687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115833970286949687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115833970286949687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115833970286949687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/09/something-badand-something-good.html' title='Something Bad...and Something Good'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115636361556069998</id><published>2006-08-23T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T13:06:55.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CPR and a Hot Doctor</title><content type='html'>Yes the title really did happen to me, and I forgot to tell you about it in my last post!&lt;br /&gt;Let me clarify the situation for you. There was no hot doctor giving me CPR, although let me tell you I wish I had needed it when he walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story (much lamer than the title lets on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my CPR recertification course on Saturday. I get in there and it was a surprise to see all these people around my age or younger...and they were all girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, with a ray of light and angels singing, a tall handsome man strode. I thought to myself, "my he is a good looking lad" and then swallowed as he walked my way and took the seat across from me! (not too impressive since there weren't many to pick from). Anyway, the whole class was anti-social (my kind of class) and the instructer was horrible, so there was silence between us (and everyone) until lunch break. Oh, and the only other male (who came in late to class) slept through most of it. I sure don't want him to be the first one at the scene of any accident I might have. At one point he snored and we had to poke him to stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after lunch we had a scenerio we had to complete in our table groups (4 at a table) and he of course was in my group. Well the scenerio took  like 3 minutes but our instructor let us go for  half an hour! so our grou was talking a bit and I found out he is 28 (a tad old for me but I would take it) and he is a doctor (starting his clerkship this year). I told him I was going to Western this year(he goes there as well) and he told me I would like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also our instructor asked him to spout off medical jargon to us, it was funny. And the girl sitting beside me (skinny blonde) asked if during the demonstration of the sitting lift (? I think that is the name where 2 people put an arm under somebody's legs nd one around their back and them lift them up) I wanted to be the one being lifted. I was like "yeah sure, skinny girl, like I want to be the one being lifted". Needless to say I was a lifter and she was the liftee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it, I didn't think there was a point in asking him for his number (I would never do this anyway) since a young, hot, NICE, polite, doctor would probably be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I just had to tell you that story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115636361556069998?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115636361556069998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115636361556069998' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115636361556069998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115636361556069998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/08/cpr-and-hot-doctor.html' title='CPR and a Hot Doctor'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30398974.post-115636242488869841</id><published>2006-08-23T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:47:04.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skate shoe things</title><content type='html'>I was just talking about these horrible shoes with wheels on them that kids are wearing these days (wow, sounding old there for a minute).  I really dislike them. I don't know why I have it out for them, but I do. pick one, you are either a shoe or a rollerskate. I think I don't like them because of the "look at me I am so cool" face kids get when they magically tansform from walking to rolling. I just don't like them. One of those things that come along and you just have to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lots has been going on. Aaron Pritchett concert, line dancing, family parties, work, salsa (tonight), school about to start, Meghan going up north. I think for the first week after work I am just going to sit. and read. I haven't done that in a long time. Our boss took Meghan and me out for lunch and gave us presents, even though I have a week to go. Nice though. I don't like the place she took us though. Kuma's - a place in Aylmer.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I need a boyfriend. When I have one I don't want one and when I am single everyone seems to be coupled up, and enjoying it (especially when dancing is involved). That's it about that topic. So if you know anyone throw them this way for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Western tells me nothing for months and then they go on an emailing binge. I got like 6-7 emails this past weekend. The good news is I have Mon-Wed night classes and then days off! so that means I may look for a job, or volunteer. I have to at least volunteer with a friend of the family because she is peppy and both my teachers (who were great, and a lot like me) were low key and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the flare for storytelling like some bloggers (yes Meghan, Natalie and AshleyI mean you) so I am pretty much done even though I haven't had a quiet night home in forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters,&lt;br /&gt;Mikey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115636242488869841?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115636242488869841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115636242488869841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115636242488869841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115636242488869841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/08/skate-shoe-things.html' title='Skate shoe things'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115332888598793096</id><published>2006-07-19T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T10:08:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not a writer</title><content type='html'>I have come to the conclusion I am not a writer. I was sitting here trying to come up with something to say but nothing is happening. No great epiphanies of any kind. I am looking for project or thesis ideas for masters though. And again, no wonderful ideas come to me. My imagination fails me. Something to do with special ed and policy though. Any thoughts on the issue???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the masters topic I fixed the courses over the phone a long time ago. So that is one less worry this month. Census is still going. I am actually liking it better because our computer is busted, something to do with burning smells and other occurences that lead the family to this conclusion. So now when I am out going to incomplient people I am thinking "new computer, new computer" and this seems to help with the job satisfaction and public relations area of the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also enjoying biking. I haven't been moving much lately on account of all the working and not having a life but this weekend we did find time to go biking along a paved trail. It was great...aside from all the bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't thought of a great sign off so I guess this is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115332888598793096?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115332888598793096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115332888598793096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115332888598793096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115332888598793096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-not-writer.html' title='I am not a writer'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115272717291256215</id><published>2006-07-12T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T10:59:32.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids--Should they be allowed to come to camps?</title><content type='html'>So I have been helping Meghan with her summer camp. The group of kids that are regulars sren't really that bad, but there have been some troubles. Today was extremely bad. Some might blame their behaviour on the weather. Others on parenting. Others still on peers. I don't exactly know what I blame yet, but I think it is a combination of all of the above...and more. Anyway, we stopped a game today, and had a "talking to" with the kids about a zillion times. I am wondering the whole time why they just don't behave. I would hate to be talked to a zillion times and would smarten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this kid problem there is also the census. I know you are saying "but that form was due two months ago! you can't possibly still be working!" Oh how wrong you are.  I am pretty sure it will continue for another week. As long as they pay me I don't complain too much, but people...it is just a form, that is a legal requirement to fill out...just do it! The poor enumerators DON'T care about your information. We see a million people and forget about you the second we move away from your door. So don't act all suspicious, because I just want to go home and sleep after working full time and then going to talk to the incomplient citizens of Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man who has a slight crush did not show up at the museum, to my joy, yesterday. Pat was like "I know he wants to change days because of you. But if it gets to be too much just let me know." How EMBARRASSING to have everyone at work know about this odd crush. Then Pat was like "Just think back to that sixth grade teacher" and I was like (in my head) "Yuck, that is even worse to think about. That means that I am in a position of power and he is my student." Anyway, nothing will be happening on that front, except for more giggles from coworkers and more red on my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115272717291256215?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115272717291256215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115272717291256215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115272717291256215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115272717291256215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/07/kids-should-they-be-allowed-to-come-to.html' title='Kids--Should they be allowed to come to camps?'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115222051639263201</id><published>2006-07-06T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:15:16.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a good singer</title><content type='html'>While some of you will laugh at the title of this post, I was complimetned on my singing today. Okay, it wasn't like ther person in question just came out and said "Wow, your voice is spectacular, you should go on Canadian Idol". I was singing at work (brave, I know, but the boss was gone and it wasn't like I was belting it out) and I said "Ben, do you think I am a good singer?", or something close to that, and he said "actually, yes". So now I will be singing on a more regular basis for everyone's enjoyment, I want to share my gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still haven't got this whole masters thing working. The classes have to be changed and I have to do that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also tired and wondering if teaching is a good career move on my part. I still haven't paid Western yet. Maybe I should take that paralegal course like I was thinking about in high school. Nothing bad happened, it is just I am getting no sleep with two jobs and puppies, and working with kids in the camp environment is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered I have Temporomandibular Joint Dysfunction!!! Well, really I self diagnosed. I told my mom my jaw hurt and she said she got that too, and it was the temporomandibular joint. So me being me, I went online and looked this joint up and found out I have a dysfunction! It really hurts when I chew or yawn or open my mouth wide but is fine when I have it closed or am just talking. Anyway, this is a new pain that will hopefully just go away by itself, but it is sometimes caused by a misalignment of the jaw, and I do have a bad bite so maybe this will be a chronic condition. I will keep you posted. For those of you who don't know me, and haven't guessed yet, I am a hypochondriac, not as bad as some, but worse than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess that is it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to think of a fun sgin off but I always end up with "that's it for now". Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115222051639263201?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115222051639263201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115222051639263201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115222051639263201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115222051639263201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-good-singer.html' title='I&apos;m a good singer'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30398974.post-115203262292410453</id><published>2006-07-04T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T10:03:42.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why me?</title><content type='html'>So I just received an email from my advisor who know tells me that she just found out that the course I need to take is not being offered in the summer. Of course! I just planned the two years of my life at Western and now I have to shift things around. Only it can't be done the easy way, oh no, the online planning page has been shut down, so now I have to call the school, but I work every weekday (except Monday) but that has just passed. I just know there are better and brighter days coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I helped Meghan out with the children's program, and WOW, some kids suck and that makes me think about what they get away with at home, and then that makes me think about parent-teacher nights that I will have to endure! aaahhhh. lol. Well, as long as you really care about kids I guess things will work out.  I am trying to be more optimistic about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that brings this post to an end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115203262292410453?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115203262292410453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115203262292410453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115203262292410453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115203262292410453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-me.html' title='Why me?'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115168345987850342</id><published>2006-06-30T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T09:04:19.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama, Drama, Drama</title><content type='html'>So one of the courses I need to take isn't listed where it should be online in the program planning section of Western's graduate page, and this program selection has to be done by today. And I don't know why I have to go through this because I was good a good person and started this whole process early. I don't know why it seems like the world is out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I think about all the bad things that happen in the world and haven't happened to me and feel grateful..........until I realize that they just haven't happened to me YET, and then I start to panic. Oh well, I guess all we are all trying to do is survive, one day at a time, and messing up on planning your program for masters isn't necessarily the worst thing in the world. Although right now it feels kind of like it. But on the plus side I have a great advisor, so hopefully she can take care of all of this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I enjoy bike riding. That's all on that story today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about possible career choices and all the jobs I have wanted to be at one point. And you would not believe how long a list I had. I think I have a fear of all types of commitment!&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115168345987850342?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115168345987850342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115168345987850342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115168345987850342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115168345987850342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/06/drama-drama-drama.html' title='Drama, Drama, Drama'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115159350597159979</id><published>2006-06-29T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T06:36:47.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Post</title><content type='html'>So this is my second post, and I don't know if this is going to work. I don't actually know how to post (Meghan set it up for me) and when I went to the help section it said to push the little green cross, but I don't see it. So what I did, was I beat the system. I went into edit my comment, but then didn't actually edit the comment, I just went to create instead! I thought it was genius, lol. And I am going to masters...scary who they'll let in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was reading another person's blog and they were saying they hated old navy commercials. I thought "hey, me too" and then I thought about...............The Kraft Dinner commercial! I hate that commercial. It is the one where the people are in a dorm and there are guys in their room and they want KD but they can't have hot plate so they turn the heat way up. There are way to many problems with this commercial to count. But I will try anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If they could make the room hot enough to boil water in, they would not be staying in their room. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;2) The boys are on a floor, entirely made up of skinny women who walk around practically nude (would never happen), instead of trying to fix the heat problem.&lt;br /&gt;3) Even though the girls feel the necessity to strip down to towels and short shorts, the boys are still fully clothed....Take off your shirts, you are guys!&lt;br /&gt;4) The guys aren't attractive and are apparently pervs (turning up the heat to watch girls walk around naked...oh and for the KD) so they have no hope with these girls!&lt;br /&gt;5) The Kraft company is only appealing to boys with this commercial, and let me tell you, I am a girl who used to really enjoy KD...until the commercial.&lt;br /&gt;6) There is a blatent objectification of women, Nelly McClung would be rolling over in her grave to see how slowly we are moving towards equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So contradictory to my other post where I say I don't stand up for my convictions I called the questions number on the back of the KD box. And let me tell you I felt so accomplished....Until the commercials started showing more regularily (or that could just be me making it personal). The woman I got was nice enough, but she is just some woman getting paid a small wage to answer the phones. She told me to do well in school and then let me go, lol. I was like what? Just solve my problem! Anyway, the woman said she would give my complaint to her boss, etc., you know, the usual bs. Now whenever I eat KD (not often anymore) I have a taste of bitter defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing new, just Natalie's post made me think about the KD commercial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115159350597159979?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115159350597159979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115159350597159979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115159350597159979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115159350597159979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-post.html' title='Another Post'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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-30398974.post-115151582803299104</id><published>2006-06-28T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T07:47:34.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am interesting!</title><content type='html'>Despite what Meghan says, I am interesting!&lt;br /&gt;Since this is my first post (and probably last) I will tell you a bit about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot going on in my head at any given time which tends to lead me to say things without thinking and, therefore, make a complete fool out of myself. On the other hand, when I am taking classes I will sit there for hours without opening my mouth. I am full of contradictions I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I am a feminist and an environmentalist. Not anything too outrageous, I just believe in equality and clean air. I admire the people who were strong enough to take a stand and stick to their convictions. I have a pet peeve right now about people using the wrong type of to/too/two, but I just about did it in this post!&lt;br /&gt;Ummm....I talk kind of fast, I just finished university (B.A. and B. Ed.) and will be doing my masters this year, I just learned how to ride a bike (at an extremely embarrassing age) and want to travel. If I do continue to write this blog, it probably won't be as amusing as Meghan or Ashley's, I just don't seem to have a knack for writing, but we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first news I will tell you about is the summer awkward crush right now. I will not date this boy, he is too young, and it is too gross to contmplate. There has got to be a 5 year difference in age, but he flirts with me! I try not to let it get to me, but then Meghan and Ben make comments about it while I am talking to him and start laughing, which makes my face go very red and then I start to laugh. It is very awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about me is that I don't think very quick on my feet. My head does this inner dialogue thing and nothing happens fast. For example, when Aunt Tracy called the one time to see if it would be possible for us to go to Myrtle Beach with them over the Christmas break, she told me not to tell mom who was on the phone. But after having a fairly lengthy conversation with her, and mom and Meghan sitting in the room listening, when I hung up the phone the inquisition started. "Who was on the phone?"-mom and Meghan&lt;br /&gt;"tell them it was a wrong number, no that wouldn't work, it was too long a conversation"-my head&lt;br /&gt;"ha ha"-Me&lt;br /&gt;"Who was it?"-them&lt;br /&gt;"tell them it was a survey, but I didn't answer anything"-my head&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know"-me&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, that was a stupid answer!"-my head&lt;br /&gt;"How can you not know who you were just talking to?"-Meghan (in snotty voice)&lt;br /&gt;"caught!"-my head&lt;br /&gt;"ha ha"-me&lt;br /&gt;"I can't get myself out of this one, I have to tell them"- my head&lt;br /&gt;I was also laughing pretty hard at this time, because another thing about me is that I laugh when I try to lie, I just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I ended up telling them who was on the phone. Meghan wants me to say it was a very Scrubs-like moment (her favourite show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that is enough for now, I hope to be writing again. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey (a.k.a. Mikael, or some weird name Ashley gave me and Meghan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30398974-115151582803299104?l=mikeys-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/115151582803299104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30398974&amp;postID=115151582803299104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115151582803299104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30398974/posts/default/115151582803299104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeys-musings.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-interesting.html' title='I am interesting!'/><author><name>Mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11516868184093617983</uri><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>
