Saturday, September 20, 2008

SOLD! To the gentleman with the fast fingers

We sold our weight bench. I'd listed it here, but also on Craiglist. Within 5 minutes somebody e-mailed me. The next day they came and picked it up. Bam! Gone.

Now I want to lift weights. That song was right. You really don't know what you got til it's gone.

raffle, boating, Bayliner

Friday, September 19, 2008

Hello, extreme home makeover fans!

Here's a picture of the outside of the 1987 home we've got an offer on. Here's that post I was warning you about... what colour should we paint it next year?

Thanks for the colour comments!

raffle, boating, Bayliner

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Sidetracked ever so slightly

So here's the thing. We're moving. At least, we found a great house that kicks @$$ compared to our townhouse, and our offer's been accepted subject to selling our place.

If I could take a picture of our crappy neighbour/strata council member and tell you the stories of why he hates us, you'd totally understand why we want to bug out of dodge.

However, OUR DREAM IS STILL ALIVE. We have to scale back on the lottery ticket buying a bit, but we're still selling three-for-a-dollar raffle tickets, so buy some!

And of course, we're still going to implement some of our crazy schemes (like the weight loss booklet and a new one I just thought of but haven't posted about.) And I'm pretty sure I'll still be able to blog almost every day. But I may be a little distracted and some of the posts might be called "Hey, can you help us pick kitchen colours?"

So I apologize in advance. But seriously. Start looking at colours, okay?

raffle, boating, Bayliner

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Bayliner dreams

Bayliner's tagline is "Where fun lives." I find that interesting, because I never thought fun had a home or a hometown or anything like that. Because if it did, it would be a lot easier for people to go there to visit, and most of the world would be happier. Don't you think? Unless it was a transatlantic flight, which are brutal to make on a regular basis.

Anyway, I went to their public site recently because I wanted to screen capture a photo of our baby for the blog. So I try out there fun game called "Find the right boat for you" which isn't really a game OR fun, because after I entered all the details that I knew matched a Bayliner 300, I got this:

It's hard to read, but it says "Based on the choices you've made, we have 0 results." And yes, just to bash me over the head and make me feel inadequate, the "0 results" is in bold.

So then I browsed through other parts of the site and found a parts manual, an owner's manual, trailering instructions, and lots of fun pictures of families with kids on the water having FUN, and I realized - is where fun lives! Cool.

raffle, boating, Bayliner

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

For sale: Weight bench and weights

In Chilliwack, B.C.

This weight bench is in fairly pristine condition, lucky for you, because I am a huge procrastinator and the only thing I've done regularly is walk to work and use my treadmill. It even comes with the sexy Rubbermaid tub and puzzle-piece floormat. I'll throw in the fact that my cat autographed them around the edges with his teeth.

It has adjustable barbell rest, leg curl, pec fly, lat tower, curl pad, various weight plates, additional free weights, rubber pad, original exercise poster and tub to hold weights. Asking $150, but will negotiate. Must sell because it won't fit on our dream Bayliner 300 that we are buying next week when we win the lottery or in 20 years when we've saved for it or earned it.

E-mail me at if you're interested.

raffle, boating, Bayliner

Crazy Idea #5 - Blackmail

When you think of all those forwarded e-mail floating around that have all those gooey pictures of kittens and stuff, and say things like "if you forward this to seven friends in the next seven minutes you'll have seven wishes come true" you have to wonder... do people do that?

They must, because people will buy magic crystals from the ads in the back of magazines like The Enquirer. And sea monkeys from the backs of comic books. My mom once told me sea monkeys were just brine shrimp. I didn't understand why that was supposed to burst my bubble, cuz who cared what they really were when the little girl ones had bouncy hair and a hair ribbon!

I digress.

So sending those e-mail is a kind of emotional blackmail. "How dare you not forward good thoughts to seven friends!" And it's not like they're promising bad luck, they're promising the good kind! Life maybe getting a parking spot right in front of the grocery store, or (in Canada) finding a quarter left in the buggy so you don't have to go back to your car in the pouring rain to go through your ashtray-slash-change drawer for that elusive quarter.

But how can I send an e-mail that emotionally blackmails people into buying a raffle ticket. I just asked Jer-bear and he said I should put "Hey guys, forward this to seven of your friends and you'll wake up with seven inches." I don't know if seven inches is good or not, or if I should even be putting that in this blog, but what the hell. It sounds like something a guy would do, and it means I don't have to put "boobs" or "hot college girls" in here superfluously.

Oh, he just qualified that idea with "Buy a raffle ticket and gain an extra inch."

I think the wrong one of us is in advertising.

raffle, boating, Bayliner

Monday, September 15, 2008

More chances to win...

because NOW you can buy one ticket for 50¢


three tickets for a $1!

Crap, that's one ticket for free! How can you turn that down? You'd have to be insane or mathematically challenged.

Get our address by clicking on this raffle image:

raffle, boating, Bayliner

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Astoria Road Trip: Final Installment

Our trip back was actually filled with strange adventure. And nothing starts a trip like that better than a healthy meal!

Midway, we were attached by gnomes of unusually large size...

but luckily the Navy came to our defense.

Jer-bear's stepmom recently got Mac-ified, so we had a bit of a geek fest while the PC boys were sulking by the shed.

And then, despite having visited several times, we forgot how to get back home! Thank goodness Larry could help us by reading grandpa's charts we'd brought back.

Then we overstayed our welcome and Larry started burning our belongings, so we figured we'd better leave.

We were so tired, our faces were permanently blurred. And for some reason, my head swelled to a freakishly large size.

Not only did Canada welcome us back with open arms, she welcomed every item in our truck personally. After 20 hours, we arrived back home at 1 a.m. Whew!

raffle, boating, Bayliner
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