Holey crap! Olympic history. 


It’s been a scant 112  year hiatus from the Olympic games for the game of golf ,but thanks to British golfer, Justin Rose, who today made Olympic history with the very first hole in one of the games, it looks like golf is there to stay. 

I might have looked a tad happier, but you can’t fault Rose here. I can’t help but wonder how many times a hole in one would have happened over the past 112 years, but still excited for Mr Rose. That’s how to keep interest in the game. 

Why Marijuana should be legal in USA 


Recently, the new Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau set the wheels in motion to federally legalize the use of Marijuana. Thankfully, Canadians are comparatively a pretty mellow lot. But the sooner we legalize weed, the sooner our southern neighbours will be embarrassed into following suit. They always seem to be just a few years behind on social issues. 

Yesterday, president Obama’s daughter,  Malia was photographed smoking a joint at the music festival Lollapalooza in Chicago , not Denver or Seattle or even DC  where it would have been a legal act and the Internet nearly exploded at the news of an 18 year old woman having a good time.  The media overwhelmingly seemed supportive of the future Harvard student’s misstep, which is definitely a sign of the times. Full disclosure, I use pot edibles to combat the pain I have due to my stroke and have smoked pot frequently over the past 30 or so years, so personally, I say welcome to the club. The club that includes some very respected names like her father Barack Obama and Hillary’s husband, Bill.to name but two.

Had a reputation for bogeying

Never inhaled? Really?

Maybe if Trump smoked some happy tobaccy he could keep his creepy tiny hands from inappropriately touching his gorgeous daughter,Ivanka. Perhaps not. 

Even the smallest hands can objectify women. 

If more Americans smoked pot would Trump even be a candidate? I’d like to see statistics for how many pot smokers are Trump supporters.  My guess is that the number is less than 5. You’d think that the Republican party would be all over this, after all it means huge YUGE revenue for the country and they do worship money. But that also mean less control over your personal choice and we all know how they don’t want to relinquish that. 

It does seem that pot smokers generally  have more sense when it comes to politics . Founding fathers Washington, Jefferson and Madison ,who claimed hemp gave him the inspiration for the  Constitution, all smoked hemp. Even Kennedy smoked pot to help with back pain. 

Marijuana: pain killer, sedative, appetite enhancer, inducer  of the best medicine,  laughter  . If chilling out is wrong, I don’t want to be right. 

They warned me it would happen 


But I didn’t buy it. When I was going through physio therapy in hospital, the therapists, nurses, doctors and the psychiatrists all warned me to expect a bout of depression. They said eventually my progress would slow down and plateau. If the plateau comes before I’m emotionally  ready to accept where I’m at physically, I should be prepared to deal with depression. I was so focused on my recovery that I paid very little attention to them, thinking I’m strong and positive, they’re used to patients with pity party issues. On that note, welcome to my pity party.

 I had been working so hard on my recovery, happily celebrating every improvement, big or small, ,that I almost didn’t notice that the progress was slowing. The plateau is close. I can feel it. I am nowhere near ready to spend a long period of time with little to no improvement. I really expected to be walking much better, longer distance, better balance, better stamina before improvements stop for a while. I’m still far too attached to my wheelchair. I’m not able to walk outside yet. Crying uncontrollaby a lot more often, blaming hormones will only last so long. . Every tiny thing I do is way more difficult and more painful than it should be . I’m feeling like a prisoner in my body. Everyone around me needs me to be strong and happy, so I put on the facade because it would hurt too much to see disappointment on their faces.

I get so angry when someone close to me bitches about some petty non-problem and expects my sympathy . But before I say anything I’ll regret, the guilt takes over. They should be allowed to express their issues, their pain, even if it is miniscule in comparison to what I may have to spend the rest of my life dealing with. Every time I see someone I haven’t seen for a while, and  I’m asked, do you feel better,with such hope on their faces.  I want to scream from my wheelchair, do I look like I feel anything but shitty? ! But, being the polite Canuck that I am, I always smile and say, a little bit better every day. All of this inner turmoil that never gets vented is about to explode in a humiliating way. I can feel it brewing. I would lean more on my husband, but I get the feeling he’s barely hanging on, himself. He’s been through too much this past year to have to deal with my self pity.

Don’t feel like I can lean on my folks for emotional support because they really need me to be the strong one. My dad would likely shut down or tell me about all the hope I should have. My mom would tell me that I should suck it up and move on. And, sadly she’s right. But that’s not possible until I feel the pain first and there’s a lot of it. 

If you stayed with me this far, I want to thank you for coming to the party. And so I don’t leave you with a bad taste in your mouth, I’ll leave with a smile. 

2 Bs or not 2 Bs? 


Boob loving Boo

Lately my gorgeous cat, Boo has been asking for a second B in her name. Allow me to explain. The longer we have her, the more time she spends laying on, walking across, touching and using as a ladder, my breasts. It started innocently enough , just a little snuggle here and there. It soon graduated to using them as a soft bridge to walk across and as a step ladder to reach the top of my chair. Even when she’s laying on my stomach, there is always one stretched paw on a boob, sometimes with claw,  or if I’m lucky, sometimes without. She’s drooled on them, shedded on them, punctured them.and bruised them. What I don’t understand is, if she likes them so damned much, why does she abuse them? 

The Clinton conspiracy ?


This seemingly neverending American presidential election has changed from  merely absurd to completely  insane. From Trump’s blatant racism and wife Melania plagerizing the first lady,to celebrities losing their  minds over Bernie Sanders losing, I’m looking at you, Ms Sarandon.  And everyone demonizing Hillary for small infractions in the scheme of things. Fingers pointing in all directions, but no consequence for anyone. As an outsider, I can’t help but watch and think, this can’t be real. Is it just that the campaign is so long that ridiculousness is inevitable?  Or is this just a show? 

I’ve been hearing how this election is Hillary’s turn since Obama’s win in 2008. Are they leaving nothing to chance? Hillary’s opponent has donated multiple times to her previous campaigns as well as to the Clinton foundation over the years. Trump didn’t even enter the race till long after Bernie Sanders threw a monkey wrench into the democratic party with a platform not far different from.Mrs Clintons own.

 Trump’s campaign, if you can call it that, has been laughable at best. Sadly Republicans not bright enough to laugh. All three candidates, Sanders included, put on a great show of taking pot shots at each other. I honestly don’t buy that Trump wants to be president, what with Donald Trump Jr.asking John Kasich to be VP and offering him domain over both foreign and domestic policies, or the presidency on a silver platter. He’s enlisted his family to make boobs of themselves as well as F level celebrities like Antonio Sabato Jr. and Scott Baio to shill for him.

I really wish Americans could see how utterly ridiculous this whole thing is to the rest of the world. We are pointing and laughing at your stupidity, just like you  did with Brexit when you finally understood what it meant. 

They really are doing their best to make it seem real, while giving Hillary Clinton the presidency.  Just how many back door deals are in place here? We should be asking, what does Trump really want?  Is it less regulation on construction or less estate tax? Perhaps it’s simply special treatment whenever he needs it. Unfortunately, even the con artists are underestimating the stupidity of the American public. This could bite them in the ass if, by some twist of fate, Trump does win. Though, he can always withdraw if that happens. Or there could be a scandal up his sleeve being saved for that rainy day. 

America, the only “first world ” country stupid enough not to see that the emperor is naked. 

Lonely Louboutins.


Of the things that I miss, walking in heels is in the top 5. I used to have shapely legs (as opposed to the skinny legs I now have due to loss of muscle tone )  and a confident strut that garnered attention. My walk made me feel powerful. I have danced in 6 inch stilettos for hours. I ran in heels too. My two prized possessions were my 2 pairs of Christian Louboutin heels, one in classic black, the second in a cream /tan combo. Both are very comfortable, as much as heels can be. The leather is soft and gorgeous. I could wear them while in my wheelchair, but going to the toilet would be an impossibility as I’m sure I can’t stand in them to transfer from my wheelchair to the toilet.

 Even though they’re expensive shoes, I’d wear them with jeans,as well as dresses and skirts. 

My husband wants me to keep my Louboutins, in case I get to the point where I don’t have to wear my hard plastic ankle, foot orthotic inside my running shoe.  

He wants me to continue to have hope that I will have a full recovery.  My walking has plateaued at the point where I, not only still need the orthotic and heavily rely on a quad cane to walk around the apartment. But my balance can easily be destroyed by a small push or bump by someone else, so walking outside is dangerous . I’ve been leaning towards selling them, after all, I paid  $1100 for the 2 pair and could make much of that back.But will likely give it a year to see where I am before letting the dream die. Until then, I tear up a little whenever I think about them and can’t bear to look at them .  Which is why I couldn’t include photos of my actual shoes. 

My beautiful Louboutins remain in their respective boxes and, sadly remain lonely.