Adventures on my Bike Circa 1980's

Picture it: Calgary, Sarcee Meadows, 1980-something(anyone know the reference?)

I have the "coolest" bike, sparkly green with a sparkly green banana seat and the long handle bars. My friends, my younger brother and I had gone on a contraband run to the local 7-11. We were in no way allowed to go there by ourselves. Anyhoo, on the way back we're pedalling as fast as we can through an apartment complex and I'm in the lead. We had been gone a while and were trying to get back before my mom came looking for us. As I'm whipping down the road with the paperbag of candy in my hand, I fail to notice the speedbump coming up. Apparently I flew over the handle bars and knocked myself out for a few moments as I woke up to a woman who had ran out of her house to see if I was ok. I immediately turned to my brother and my first words were "Hide the candy" as I hand him my bag. Yes, the terror of my mom finding out overrode any concussion I was most likely suffering at the moment. To this day, I still don't think she ever found out.

Oh, apparently my son(21 months) is "warming up to the potty". As in he uses it to: put his diaper in, hide his toys in, move and stand on to reach something and this morning to use as a lounge chair while wearing my sunglasses upside down on his face while dressed in nothing but a diaper, pyjama top and mismatched socks.

CSI Nitpick

This has been bugging me. I understand that CSI uses a certain amount of darkness/dimness/lack of lighting to create a certain mood. I just don't understand why the lights at the crime scene appear to be working and ON when the crime is committed but the lights are out when CSI appears on the scene. At first I tried to chalk it up to power outage/lightning storm/unable to find the light switches but last night I just couldn't suspend my disbelief anymore. Pitch dark, late night/early morning and the house is in COMPLETE darkness, they are walking around with small flashlights cause ya know it won't be difficult to find evidence or get an idea of the crime scene if you're completely in the dark with a circle of light to illuminate things. Oh and apparently the morgue hasn't been paying its light bills lately as they too were working by daylight streaming in through the window. Seriously! Love the show but the lighting or lack there of is getting a little ridiculous.

Anyways, start my urinalysis practicum on Monday. Yeah, pee! Dipping, analyzing, microscoping etc. Waiting to hear if I get into the MLT program or at least the interview portion of the selection process.

My First Post

Ok, so I was hoping to write this totally insightful, meaningful first post that would make you go "Wow, she's really got something to say" and realized that this isn't at all what this blog is going to be about.

I have to accept that it's pretty much going to be about my train experiences, my day to day musings and random thoughts, my son (and sometimes his father, depending on how frustrated I am at him), how my practicum as an MLA(medical lab assistant) is going and various memories that I feel like sharing.