Monday, March 19, 2007
Guilty.
Upon arriving at the courthouse today, I met with my representative, and had almost 45 minutes to chat with him before my appointed time of 2pm. That chat went a long way towards making me feel a lot more comfortable with the process...not better...but more comfortable.
I learned that the other driver/witness was there and that the police officer was on his way but could be up to an hour late. In the end, rather than try my chances, I decided to plead guilty to a lesser charge of failing to turn left to avoid a collision. Paid my fine and left. I was in and out in about 2 hours.
Want to hear the most ironic part?? Turns out the guy that not only ran off with my money also lied to me about the deal I was offered in January 2006. They offered me the same lesser charge then (he told me they offered following too close, which is more points and a heftier fine; so I turned it down). Had I known that, and accepted it then, I would have had the exact same record then as I do now, but I would have not paid the additional $750 to the new company AND all of this would have been well behind me over a year ago.
What a piss off.
In any event, it is now officially behind me, for better or for worse.
Now I just have to deal with the boss returning from 2 weeks vacation tomorrow.
*sigh*
Upon arriving at the courthouse today, I met with my representative, and had almost 45 minutes to chat with him before my appointed time of 2pm. That chat went a long way towards making me feel a lot more comfortable with the process...not better...but more comfortable.
I learned that the other driver/witness was there and that the police officer was on his way but could be up to an hour late. In the end, rather than try my chances, I decided to plead guilty to a lesser charge of failing to turn left to avoid a collision. Paid my fine and left. I was in and out in about 2 hours.
Want to hear the most ironic part?? Turns out the guy that not only ran off with my money also lied to me about the deal I was offered in January 2006. They offered me the same lesser charge then (he told me they offered following too close, which is more points and a heftier fine; so I turned it down). Had I known that, and accepted it then, I would have had the exact same record then as I do now, but I would have not paid the additional $750 to the new company AND all of this would have been well behind me over a year ago.
What a piss off.
In any event, it is now officially behind me, for better or for worse.
Now I just have to deal with the boss returning from 2 weeks vacation tomorrow.
*sigh*
Thursday, March 15, 2007
251??
I recently switched over to the new version of Blogger and hadn't checked to make sure all of my info transferred correctly...until now.
I pull up my profile and under age it says "251"
251???
Holy crap!
Checked my DOB and sure enough, it seems I was born in 1756.
Well whaddaya know?! Guess I'm actually looking good...you know...for my age.
;oÞ
I recently switched over to the new version of Blogger and hadn't checked to make sure all of my info transferred correctly...until now.
I pull up my profile and under age it says "251"
251???
Holy crap!
Checked my DOB and sure enough, it seems I was born in 1756.
Well whaddaya know?! Guess I'm actually looking good...you know...for my age.
;oÞ
Melissa and I were uneasy friends as young children growing up in Pontypool. We initially met in Brownies and later played on many sports teams together. "Guss", as we call called her, was one gal you didn't f**k with. She grew up in a tough family with three tough brothers. In life and in sports, if you had a choice, you wanted Guss to be on your team, cause if she was on the other team, guaranteed you were going to get your ass whiped.
Once we moved on to high school and our world expanded beyond our own little town, Guss went one way and I went another and other than running into her one rare occassion when we both happened to be back home at the same time, I hadn't thought too much about her. I only heard recently that she was ill. She died of cancer this past Sunday. I hope she's in a better place.
R.I.P. Guss.
Melissa Lynn “Guss“ Blight
BLIGHT, Melissa Lynn “Guss“ - Peacefully at Lakeridge Health Oshawa on Sunday, March 11th, 2007, at the age of 32 years. Melissa, beloved wife and best friend of Mike Knelangen. Loving mother of Racheal Knelangen. Precious daughter of Linda Blight and the late Merv Blight. Survived by her brothers Aaron, Jason and predeceased by Mervy. Special friend of Dora, Dwain, Lori and Laurie. Dear aunt of Justin, Jes, Riley and Sammy. Friends may pay their respects at the MORRIS FUNERAL CHAPEL, 4 Division Street, Bowmanville on Wednesday, March 14th, 2007 from 7 to 9 p.m. Funeral service complete in the Morris Chapel on Thursday, March 15th at 1:00 p.m. Visitation from 11:30 a.m. until time of service. Spring interment Pontypool Cemetery. Donations to the Ontario Brain Injury Association in Melissa's memory would be gratefully appreciated.
Once we moved on to high school and our world expanded beyond our own little town, Guss went one way and I went another and other than running into her one rare occassion when we both happened to be back home at the same time, I hadn't thought too much about her. I only heard recently that she was ill. She died of cancer this past Sunday. I hope she's in a better place.
R.I.P. Guss.
Melissa Lynn “Guss“ Blight
BLIGHT, Melissa Lynn “Guss“ - Peacefully at Lakeridge Health Oshawa on Sunday, March 11th, 2007, at the age of 32 years. Melissa, beloved wife and best friend of Mike Knelangen. Loving mother of Racheal Knelangen. Precious daughter of Linda Blight and the late Merv Blight. Survived by her brothers Aaron, Jason and predeceased by Mervy. Special friend of Dora, Dwain, Lori and Laurie. Dear aunt of Justin, Jes, Riley and Sammy. Friends may pay their respects at the MORRIS FUNERAL CHAPEL, 4 Division Street, Bowmanville on Wednesday, March 14th, 2007 from 7 to 9 p.m. Funeral service complete in the Morris Chapel on Thursday, March 15th at 1:00 p.m. Visitation from 11:30 a.m. until time of service. Spring interment Pontypool Cemetery. Donations to the Ontario Brain Injury Association in Melissa's memory would be gratefully appreciated.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Another Flashback to my Youth - Watership Down
I remember watching this movie in the gymnasium at my public school when I was no more than 5 or 6 and being so upset by it. In fact, I think it was after watching this movie that I first began to comprehend what "death" was.
It's become a favourite in the years since that I enjoy pulling out and watching once a year or so. Occassionally, you will hear S&G's "Bright Eyes" on the radio - that always makes me stop dead in my tracks (no pun intended) and listen to the entire song before resuming whatever I was doing.
I remember watching this movie in the gymnasium at my public school when I was no more than 5 or 6 and being so upset by it. In fact, I think it was after watching this movie that I first began to comprehend what "death" was.
It's become a favourite in the years since that I enjoy pulling out and watching once a year or so. Occassionally, you will hear S&G's "Bright Eyes" on the radio - that always makes me stop dead in my tracks (no pun intended) and listen to the entire song before resuming whatever I was doing.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Another day, another logo.
I wish they only took me a day!
My big brother, of all things, has become a raspberry farmer in the Niagara Region of Ontario and he's now venturing into fruit wines.
I've been hearing for quite some time now how great the batch is that's being made as a collaboration between his "Raspberry Retreat" farm and a local Jordan Vineyard.
He has asked me last fall if I would design a label for the bottles and I, in my usual fashion, said "sure!". Dispite having months to work on them, true to form, only weeks away from the actual date that he will need them, I finished the label design this past weekend.
I can be forgiven for the length of time it took though since part of the design required me to do a pen and ink drawing of the farm house which in itself took several months (not straight - I just have a hard time finding a solid block of time to sit down and get into working on anything!)
Hope the wine lives up the the label, K!
(Kidding...can't wait to try it...send a case or two my way, wouldja??)
Your very proud little sister,
P.
I seem to be spending a lot of time lately wondering what the hell just hit me. Stuff keeps coming at me from out of no where and knocking the wind completely out of me.
Right now, I'm cursing my own work ethic that doesn't allow me to run screaming for the hills when the big hand is on the 12 and the little hand is on the 5 lately. Here it is 7pm and I'm still at it...let alone the fact that I was here at 7am this morning.
Damn this dogged work ethic! I want to know where it came from and who I can blame for it! Considering there are people with a similar genetic makeup that are content to coast through life I can say without a doubt it's not genetic.
Off to put out another fire...
Right now, I'm cursing my own work ethic that doesn't allow me to run screaming for the hills when the big hand is on the 12 and the little hand is on the 5 lately. Here it is 7pm and I'm still at it...let alone the fact that I was here at 7am this morning.
Damn this dogged work ethic! I want to know where it came from and who I can blame for it! Considering there are people with a similar genetic makeup that are content to coast through life I can say without a doubt it's not genetic.
Off to put out another fire...
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