tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62172536959709072012024-03-14T01:44:59.839-04:00ThecarozoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger409125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-69997013911439054462014-07-16T22:03:00.001-04:002014-07-16T22:03:06.932-04:00BooIs there anybody out there?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-83551749368112540732011-10-05T20:04:00.004-04:002011-10-05T20:32:15.911-04:00Blog worldLately it is getting quieter and quieter in the blog world.<br />There even is some people who say it openly that they are leaving.<br /><br />I think I am there.<br />Lately I realized that coming here to write is asking me to do an effort, when I used to do it in the past, I needed to write and had fun with it.<br /><br />I think that for me it is the end.<br /><br />I will keep on reading your blogs, I will not abandon you, as I've attach myself to so many of you.<br /><br />Caro xxxUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-75882536830184129292011-10-03T20:59:00.001-04:002011-10-03T21:01:08.891-04:00Halloween costumeWhat is your craziest Halloween costume?<br /><br />Me a toilet bowl 6 years ago. Memorable party!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd8ccFdUdN4/TopZP96BsPI/AAAAAAAACHc/WsjU_xmvYr0/s1600/Photo%2B003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd8ccFdUdN4/TopZP96BsPI/AAAAAAAACHc/WsjU_xmvYr0/s320/Photo%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659434012595302642" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-91961199113638075682011-09-30T19:18:00.002-04:002011-09-30T19:22:26.080-04:00Vacation payI knew that this weeks pay check would be smaller than usually because I was on vacation last week. And I know that my vacations are calculated to 8% of the salary I made the previous year. Last year I only worked 7 and a half months full time.<br /><br />Up to that point it was still all ok, until today. I realize that it would be the same situation next year. And I have worked only 2 months really really part time and 5 full time.<br /><br />It wont be big vacations next year :(Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-14542562251588817672011-09-28T19:15:00.002-04:002011-09-28T19:28:43.612-04:003 weeks laterThis afternoon I went to therapy. The last time we mutually agreed that we where to space out each appointment to every 3 weeks. SO since then my hamster has done a lot of running.<br /><br />Where there a lot of changes? I dont think so.<br />But with the medication, I feel that I same not the same.<br />Yes, I am still myself, but up to this appointment I though I had lost contact with my emotions, that I was completely detached and insensitive. That no positive or negative emotions reached me. Well turns out I was wrong, that it is the voltage / intensity of my emotions that is starting to regulate itself.<br /><br />Is this was it feels like to be ok / normal? I have no clue.<br />I also have to learn and to accept that it is normal to be scared that things are doing well when you have been used to them being bad all the time.<br /><br />I have only two appointments left before the end of this therapy and before I start the second one. I am excited because this second one is the one that will affect and help me the most according to the psychologist and psychiatrist.<br /><br />To be continued...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-68547746813018334592011-09-24T17:16:00.003-04:002011-09-25T20:13:03.711-04:00My vacation / SeptemberHere is a recap of my vacations:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Saturday</span> I went to my parents house, my sister was supposed to be there for dinner, but she had car trouble. So Iwent on my own and steamed by myself against my mother. I dont remember the last time I saw her without wanting to shake her. Asides from that I introduced my dad to Facebook.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Sunday</span> quiet day at home and a walk to enjoy the nice weather.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Monday</span> I went to the dealership with my car to make some recalls done by the company and I read the entire evening.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Tuesday</span> early in the morning my dad came to help me paint my kitchen and we went out for lunch (he emptied a part of his heart about my mom). In the evening did a bit of shopping.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Wednesday</span> ( went to see a friend quickly and then to my doctors appointment and spent the entire day/evening with my godson.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Thursday</span>I went shopping, again, with a friend and then dinner with her. Spent the rest of the evening watching the beginning of a few series that I follow on TV.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Friday</span> I went grocery shopping and at night I had a bunch of girls over for a clothes exchange.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Saturday</span> I went to support a friend that was auditioning for the TV show Canada's got talent. Saw a terrorist in the subway. I ended the night talking to my sister on the phone. It's crazy how I miss her.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Today</span> I went grocery shopping for my lunches, and read in the park near my house all while watching the firemen put out a fire in a trashcan. Tonight I made a bit of laundry and went to a friends house to drop of some clothes form the exchange and here I am. And you guys what have you been up to?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-2993864933618785792011-09-16T18:53:00.002-04:002011-09-16T18:55:18.956-04:00VacationThe advantage of having been on sick leave for part of the year last and this year, is that I have 5 weeks of vacation to take before the end of 2011.<br />One week off every month till the end of the year...not complaining too much :P<br /><br />Have a nice week!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-25493021438261171592011-09-14T20:52:00.002-04:002011-09-14T20:55:03.264-04:00When you grow upEach child gets asked this question...<br /><br />What do you want to be when you grow up?<br /><br />Me, I wanted to be a meterologist or a radiologist. <br /><br />And you what was your answer?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-66059212665347564812011-09-11T18:52:00.003-04:002011-09-11T18:56:30.575-04:00Fishing tripEach year for the past 4 years, I take my dad fishing.<br />It's the only trip he ever takes and he love it.<br />He turns into this little kid.<br />More than a week before we leave, he starts to get ready.<br />This year is the first time we rent a cabin.<br />It was gorgeous and we had the best weather possible.<br />On the down side, not that many fish.<br />In 3 days only one rainbow trout and nothing else.<br />But my dad's smile was all worth it.<br />Next year we are going back an entire week.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-68235956287952335582011-09-07T19:33:00.004-04:002011-09-07T19:39:23.368-04:00FilthyLately I had a conversation with a lady regarding her family doctor X. This doctor X is the father of one of my past boyfriends. I remember as if it was yesterday how disgusted I was walking into his house. <br /><br />From not knowing where to walk, to not knowing which dishes where clean and which weren't, from algae in the shower floor, to old used Kleenex's in the stairwell, from parrot feces all over the living room floor, ect...<br /><br />How should we react with filthy people? I am not talking about messy people, but filthy people.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-59967157122683167592011-09-05T17:43:00.002-04:002011-09-05T17:49:49.161-04:00Christmas partyDon't ask me why, But today I started thinking about Christmas.
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<br />I was thinking about my childhood and of the big Christmas parties we used to have at my grandparents house. When I say big, I mean big. I have a large family. My mom is the 13th child of thirteen. So the first child has children that have children, that have children. We are about 70 cousins.
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<br />Ever since the grandparents passed, we see each other only in funerals or weddings. and that's it.
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<br />I want to organize a Christmas party, but I wonder if people would come. Or family is pretty spread out across the province and aging (when I think of Aunts and uncles)
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<br />Should I dare? Maybe not this Christmas but for the 2012?
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<br />Can you believe that not once this summer I wore my bikini?
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<br />Damn summer sucks, yay for fall!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-7502564312410492752011-08-30T19:58:00.002-04:002011-08-30T20:00:32.833-04:00Digital TVSo I did it, I bought the converter for tomorrow.
<br />I am ready for the lost of the analogue signal.
<br />I am currently installing it.
<br />I sure hope that I am able to get the same channels as I did with my rabbit ears.
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<br />I'll let you know how my transition went in a few days.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-67042718492325864392011-08-29T18:22:00.001-04:002011-08-29T18:24:23.485-04:00Power outageYeah well, an afternoon and an evening without power, really proves me that I am dependent to technology. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-72900624842205645712011-08-26T19:16:00.003-04:002011-08-26T19:19:28.905-04:00StolenI am so angry.
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<br />Yesterday at work I found a genius of an idea and I shared it with my boss.
<br />My boss was so proud, she shared it with her boss.
<br />Her boss doesnt like me very much,
<br />Today I get to work, open my email and HER boss wrote an email to the whole company talking about my idea as if it was her that had it.
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<br />GRRRRRRRRRRRRUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-24402096417941235522011-08-24T16:16:00.003-04:002011-08-24T16:24:14.163-04:00Guy/Girl friendshipFriendship between guys and girls, do you believe in it?
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<br />I am part of the group who doubts it, but that want to beleive in it.
<br />I believe that there is always on of the two, who in the back of their heads wants more.
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<br />I have a few guy friends, not much, but we are both single.
<br />I am not sure that if either one of us was in a relationship would be as simple, just to avoid jealousy from the spouse.
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<br />And friendship with ex's, do you beleive in it?
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<br />Again I would like to say yes, but I think it is possible that one of the two may have other intentions in mind.
<br />Currently I am friends with my ex D, and everything was going great with his girlfriend until last weekend. He mentioned to me that she finally admitted not being comfortable with our friendship.
<br />So I took my distances, and it's ok I respect her. But at the same time I am pulling away from a friendship and that sucks.
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<br />So how are you friendships with the opposite sex?
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-53301124939127682332011-08-23T18:51:00.002-04:002011-08-23T19:03:12.668-04:00Iron Maiden/ Kayak/ Hot TubMe and that guy I used to date (B) are in the basement of the house of my ex P.
<br />I assume we just had sex as I am only wearing his Iron Maiden t-shirt.
<br />He goes upstairs and I follow him.
<br />Once I get there there is a huge part going on.
<br />Some guy come to see me and tells me: Hey B is flirting with college girls.
<br />I say I don't care he's drunk and he has syphilis anyway.
<br />I walk outside and the backyard is full of snow with little paths all around.
<br />Then I see these 2 guys in a kayak on the snow, yelling that even if they were going slow they were going forward.
<br />I go back inside and tell a girl that there is a secret passage in the second floor.
<br />That is you are able to crawl through there, there is a hot tub.
<br />So I go and crawl up there and there is B in the hot tub with another girl.
<br />The girl I'm with looks at me as if I should be jealous, so I turn around and there I am sitting in a kayak rowing. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-77394821500116115742011-08-21T19:35:00.001-04:002011-08-21T19:37:37.154-04:00JeansHow many times do you wear a pair of jeans before you wash it?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-65612551464816390502011-08-20T12:13:00.003-04:002011-08-20T12:22:32.033-04:00My vacations / AugustSo my August vacations are ending tomorrow.
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<br />I barely did anything aside from rescuing the kitten last Friday.
<br />A dinner with friends, wrote a few letters and yesterday I went to the library.
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<br />But my bank account him, emptied itself, as if I had done all sorts of exciting things.
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<br />List of expenses:
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<br />-paid my bills
<br />-Visit at the vet
<br />-Food
<br />-Gas
<br />-Meds
<br />-Purchase of DVD's, a lamp and a few clothes.
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<br />I told myself I would treat myself without looking during my vacations. I have only 2 days left, but I dont know I a can afford to leave bank account on vacation.
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<br />And you did your vacations leave with your bank account?
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-83947139466556020352011-08-19T10:48:00.003-04:002011-08-19T10:58:26.492-04:00This morningIt's been a while since I left you guys explore the inside of my head, so here is a glimpse of a moment from this morning...
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<br />This morning it is not going well in my head.
<br />Actually it never goes well, but this morning it's worst.
<br />I had an appointment with the psychiatrist earlier today and I left in pieces.
<br />I dont know if I will ever get through this.
<br />Dark thoughts battle each other in my head.
<br />I dont understand why I am here.
<br />I dont see any future, I feel condemned.
<br />Apparently the only solution is sold in little tablets.
<br />Sometimes I tell myself that if I took the whole bottle in one shot maybe all the pain would go away, maybe I would go away.
<br />But non, I am too curious, too much of a dreamer.
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<br />I dont want to die, but I dont know how to live.
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-78876311354357842172011-08-18T10:27:00.002-04:002011-08-18T10:30:56.513-04:00Gérard DepardieuMr <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G%C3%A9rard_Depardieu"> Depardieu</a> boards a plane. This one is about to take off when he realizes he really needs to pee.
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<br />The flight attendant tells him to wait till the flight has taken off and that the seat belt signs goes off.
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<br />Mr Depardieu cant not hold it any longer, so he decides to pee in the isle.
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<br />Idiot!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-87331148528845554372011-08-17T12:29:00.004-04:002011-08-17T12:35:26.323-04:00TumblrMy blog friend <a href="http://einfachprima.blogspot.com/">Pia</a> got a Tumblr.
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<br />She doesn't really know what it is and It got me curious.
<br />I went on the website <a href="http://www.tumblr.com/">Tumblr.com</a> and I am still not quite sure what it is. It looks a lot like a blog and Facebook combined.
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<br />You guys know this Tumblr thing?
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-80995224563199527752011-08-16T12:59:00.004-04:002011-08-16T13:08:49.761-04:00Home insuranceWhen I listen to the news and that sadly they tell us how a building burnt down and that all tenants are now homeless, it makes me sad.
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<br />Up to the point where they interview these people and that these one say they lost everything and that they did not have home insurance. I'm sorry but I have a problem with this.
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<br />For about 10-15$ a month, you can get insurances that will allow you to start your life over. 10-15$ a month is the price of a damn pack of cigarettes our days. The same pack that will probably the cause of the fire.
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<br />I understand completely that some people don't have a lot of money. But I sincerely believe that the 10-15$ is all worth it. We are not talking about 100$ a month here, simply 10-15$.
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<br />I know I may sound harsh, but imagine the smoke detector beeping, you on the side of the street looking at all you ever owned just going up in smoke, is it worth it?
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<br />So do you have home insurance?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217253695970907201.post-50560848604176021382011-08-12T23:25:00.004-04:002011-08-12T23:32:54.963-04:00A cat in my engineFor the past few days I've been hearing a baby cat cry outside (and not my cat)
<br />Last night I went out to see if I could find him and he was in the bushes.
<br />I scared him so he went to hide running.
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<br />Tonight when I finished work at 6, I got in my car with a friend and headed home. All of a sudden we hear meow, meow. So we stop the car and look under it and nothing.
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<br />I keep on driving and meow, meow. The cat in in my engine! So we head out a friends garage, who gets my car up on the lift and starts his search and rescue mission.
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<br />Do you see him? The little beige thing there in my engine?
<br />So my mechanic friend took my car apart to get to the kitten.
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<br />Here is my friend Gen re-hydrating the kitten, he spent the while day un the sun and heat stuck in my engine. Poor thing. The good news, my mechanic friend adopted him!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8