Justin and Jacob : 2 for 1

I kid you not. Justin Timberlake works at my gym and Jacob is the repairman. I’m as surprised as you are. These are big stars and they have these small jobs, here in Montreal. What are the odds that I would meet both of them ?

You have read it. Justin Timberlake has a weekend job at the YMCA Downtown. He’s not the smiley type. Really, it makes me want to smack him beside the head. The guy is good-looking, has a great career and a great weekend job. What has he got NOT to smile about ? Anyway he barely says a word.

But HEY I met Justin at the gym !!

And the other day, who rang the bell to come and look at what started to breed between the roof and my ceiling and take my kitchen drawer ? Jacob the werewolf. He was human at the time. What was tall, dark, handsome…so yummy Jacob doing here in Montreal ? On my doorstep ? Walking around with his work boots, long legs. Argh, I almost drowned in my lust. I wanted to breed something with him. He’s actually quite nice. Jacob the repairman. I so want to see him on his ladder in the backyard checking  under the roof. I wonder if he has a yellow hard hat ? And a tool belt ? Argh.

So I just wanted you to feel very jealous of my fabulous lifestyle. Am I lucky or what ?

Show and Tell 2

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Biscuits au chocolat blanc, canneberges et pistaches

It is finally snowing !! We are having a snowstorm !! I have hope Christmas in Montreal will be white…or grey, whatever. There will be snow. I am listening to Christmas music through Itunes, and I am looking through a window many desks from  mine : we don’t see between the buildings. The sky is white. So cool.

For my Show and Tell, I show you a batch of cookies I baked for Christmas gifts : white chocolate, cranberries and pistachios.

I adapted the original recipe for Felix & Norton cookies which calls for pieces of chocolate. They look lovely and taste great. I cut half the sugar but it has all the fat. What is the point of baking for Christmas gifts if there is no fat or no sugar at all ? Tsk.

My batch is now in the freezer in good company : pumpkin and chocolate squares, pumpkin bread, pear and ginger bread, brownies, sucre à la crème, pecan tarts and ting-a-lings. My picture of ting-a-lings was not good enough to post it but they are little cornflakes-butterscotch-peanut butter-peanuts rocks and they’re easy to make and great to eat.

Bon appétit ! Oops, I gained five pounds writing this.

You can go on the site of the Show and Tell by clicking on the link on my sidebar or go and comment on Mel’s Show and Tell for this wek : http://www.stirrup-queens.com/2009/12/the-82nd-circle-time-the-show-and-tell-weekly-thread/. Isn’ it a great idea ?

Am I rude ?

I am shocked.

Today I was reading a post from Stirrup Queens titled

Blogging Public Service Announcement #1 and #2

about things people should know about blogging and a commenter wrote :

“on another blog there was a PSA about linking your blog in your comment as a rude and inappropriate thing to do.“

Is it really rude ?And inappropriate ?

In blogs about how to attract more traffic to your blog they even recommended adding your blog address to your comments.

I do it all the time. Not all blog platforms show you the commenter’s blog address and I like it when I can go read someone else’s blog. If I have no link, no address, I don’t bother. I am not going to search this blogger across the blogosphere.

So I think it’s okay to write your blog’s address in the comment.

What do you think ?

Il a neigé !!

On s’est levé ce matin et le sol était blanc !

Enfin !!

Let’s do the Snoopy dance !

Second Psych homework done

It’s done ! I have sent it to the instructor. I have heart palpitations, cold hands and a feeling like I’m on a bipolar high. I feel like cords inside of me are tight and I could scream any moment. My second psychology homework !

It is a huge deal to me because I love learning but after getting my diploma in 1998, I just couldn’t go back to school. I died a little inside at the thought of it. I know we don’t have to go to school to learn but I wanted to learn about things I couldn’t by myself. The challenge of passing the class is a motivation to keep going when I feel comatose. Comatose from the information overload I’m getting.

I hesitated for years and I even went to see a school councilor. I was tested, we talked. It appears I should be in science ! That’s where you see how your role in a family determines your futures sometimes…my family thought of me as an intellectual and artist. I hated math because my mom had hated it too and thought it was hard. So I took the basic classes in high school and took the optional classes of drama, arts and beauty classes. No physics, advanced math or chemistry.

I went to college in arts before deciding I wanted to be a library technician. But my tests showed I could have easily gone into science in college (if I had done the prerequisite). And what appealed to me was microbiology like my mom used to do. She’s retired and…a volunteer guide in a museum. Isn’t it ironic ? She’s the arty type.

I didn’t want to go in psychology or sexology because I felt it was my pattern of wanting to classify everything, explain everything. I guess I’m not far off as a lib tech because everything in its place, a place for everything. In psychology or sexology, an explanation for everything, everything has an explication whatever the theory is. But I chose psych because I would have to ditch my job to go back to school if I want to go in science. And I can do psych classes in my home instead of at the university.

So I finally chose. I registered at a school that offers only home classes and I chose a short program in personality psychology. I love it. I take only one class at a time or I wouldn’t have time to go to the gym, work, write, read, cook etc. I have lots of free time because the boyfriend goes to night school too.

I had 90% in my first homework. I hope I get a good mark on the one I sent yesterday. I’m scared as hell to discover I didn’t understand a thing and that I’m way off in my understanding of phenomenology and theories based on learning. I’m scared to discover I’m even better than I thought. I want to exceed my expectations. I want to be the best. But I can’t compare myself, alone in my kitchen. I just really want to be great.

I guess that’s why I chose phenomenology as a theory. Carl Rogers said that humans strive for self-actualization. I’m the best example there is.