oh my ears!!!

Tonight I attended my first ever owner's condo meeting and I must say that I am OFFICIALLY living in a senior's retirement home.  I was younger than some of these people's great grandchildren and as soon as I pointed out that I was a student, they mocked me through every statement made by saying 'These students are speeding around the property and these students are this and that'. Jeeze.  It didn't make it easier when someone actually asked me what I was studying and I said 'health studies and gerontology'.  I kid you not there was not a noise made in that room and all eyes were on me.  Then I began thinking that we call children kids, but yet it's uncomfortable to refer to the senior generation in any way.  The best was when my upstairs neighbours (about 70) came up to me and said 'Do we make a lot of noise?' which I proceeded to say 'No not at all' and I kid you not she looked at her husband and said, 'Bill here likes to exercise or at least pretend and let's just say sometimes things get a little crazy (giggle)'.  OH! Nightmares to come for years!!! 

Note that the meeting had to end a little earlier because no one and I mean no one wanted to miss the Dancing With The Stars finale! WOW!

night in?!

Before moving I have to admit I was a little worried about the excessive partying that may occur with an apartment to myself and a university city under my feet! Boy was I ever wrong!

Don't get me wrong I love living alone but with great freedom came a rather small appetite for going all out.  In fact, this evening I have opted to sit on my couch with a waffle and ice cream (shhh! let's not say anything to the trainer) and High School Musical (yes you read right). 

 Everyone's got a secret and I just told you mine :)

wtf?!?

I haven't been keeping up as closely as I'd like with the Presidential campaign happening in the south.  However, I did come across this clip which just threw me over the edge.  Don't get me wrong, I was angry but quickly laughing my butt off when I realized that here is yet another Republican making a lasting impression. COME ON!!! WTF IS GOING THROUGH YOUR HEAD?!?!? 

what happened?

I'm not sure how to exactly write this entry.  In fact, I'm not sure I want to write it at all. 

So maybe tune in in a couple of days when this cloud has passed.

Oktoberfest

Oktoberfest should be a national holiday!! After a bumming around Saturday, the karate gang came up for their first Waterloo visit.  With no time to waste, we got ready and headed to the rec center for a huge party! An arena big party!! Although we got there by 8, within an hour the place was packed and drinks were in hand while sausages were passed around, and I'm talking about hot dogs.  I must admit that all my complaining about going to all these places and being the oldest one was heard because the average age seemed to be around 26 and the male to female ratio was about 4 to 1.  The dancing begun and who knew the polka and chicken dance would be such a success.  By one I thought my feet were about to fall off but I managed to walk over to the Spurr and end the night with the greasiest fries and really really bad karaoke.  

It was truly one of those nights that everyone enjoyed themselves and although I had an amazing time with the group, the highlight had to be when I turned around and I spotted my BANKER!! Mr. Teller was standing in a nice collar shirt with a grey zip up looking as fine as ever. It was truly a take my breath away moment making me think maybe I should do something about it... hmmmmm how do you ask a teller out in a creative way?!?

ps. Shout outs to the married couple who made every guy who talked to me feel extremely awkward. I can always count on you guys for a positive reinforcement :) xoxo

single in the loo???

Could it be that I'm the only single girl left in waterloo?!? I mean come on!! Everywhere I look there are couples all around me. They even come together to the doctor's office. Today while waiting to see the doctor because of my never ending cold I saw three boyfriends accompany their girlfriends to see the doctor (somebody didn't use a condom last night)!

So how does one find a single guy in the loo!? I'll take any suggestions.