Newfoundland vacay on hold!?!?!?

Ok, life lesson # 2874. Always call ahead to the airport to see if flights are on time.

Steph and I scrambled all day to get our shizz together so we can leave on time for our flight to Newfoundland. I took the day off of work, as did Stephanie, and we packed, cleaned and got the bunners ready for Erika and Mom to take care of them for 9 days,

Anyhoo, we get all the way to the airport and turns out that the fog is so thick in St. Johns, that the Moose are mistaking black bears for lovers. In conclusion, our flight was canceled until Sunday!

I'm just a bit bitter that I spent the last week scrambling to get so much done for today, and today left us back home in Halifax.

Maybe it was meant to be I suppose. Maybe I was meant to be here for Jonny A's birthday celebration? Or maybe Steph's sister, Donna, would have hugged me so hard when I got there, my head would have popped off like a dandelion.

So, it looks like we'll be leaving on Sunday if the moose stop shagging the grizzlies.

I'm a bit happy because I wasn't thrilled on taking the little Air Canada crap jet to Gander.

I'll be back in a week or so with some riveting pictures of Newfoundland and me being wasted with hamburgurzzz hanging off my face like Hasselhoff.

Stay tuned for more Ewey's blog town!

Always,

Ewey

Facebook Hot or Not?

I just added up the amount of people I have as friends on facebook, and evidently I know 313 people.... How the hell do I know this many people.

You'll be glad to know that I'm not one of those 'facebook stalkers' that tread through everyones friends, comments on every single thing, and can easily spend at least 4 hours on facebook in one sitting. I know these people and I'll say it right now. You suck, you have no life, and you need a significant other!

The sad thing is I don't talk to most of these people, nor do I see them on a regular basis. Some of the people on my friends list are people I don't really care about and I think are dip shits. If you're offended by what I jut said, chances are that it doesn't apply to you. Don't worry. I just hate the fact that someone thought enough to add me, but I don't think enough of them to want to know they exist.

Facebook to me is either a huge guilt trip, a way to extend to others that you are lonely and looking for love, a way to show off that you have 4 billion friends, a way to show everyone that you are a huge slut with 15 albums of you grabbing yourself and licking your lips, or a way to let everyone know that this is how many people you've hooked up with/how slutty you are.

If you're all of the above, you're prolly a facebook stalker.

It is a great way to keep in touch with friends and give people a real time update about what time you got off the toilette.

I keep my facebook account somewhat updated, and do enjoy looking for an old friend here and there. I also appreciate seeing some other peoples friends to see if I know them, and maybe catch a message here or there, purely for the sake of making fun of someone afterwards.

Other than that, facebook is getting out hand by all of this hot or not crap. I'm sure everyone wants to be classified as hot, but facebook is tugging on peoples heart strings and making people insecure.

I've been troubled lately by thinking it'd be a good idea to close out my account because it's all getting out of hand and I'm losing friends to the hands of the facebook stalker phenomena. I'm just very tired of getting all of these emails saying that 'this person want you to check out this awesome horoscope thing, hot or not, or you're invited to this event on the other side of the world.'

A big congrats goes out to the facebook team for cashing in on lonely/insecure people.

But for me, I'll keep my facebook account simplistic and free of add-ons that scream "I'm insecure and need other insecure freaks to comfort me."

That's it for now zombies!

Love,

Ewey

I'm leaving on a crappy jet plane!

Yeah, that's right! A crappy jet plane!

For my summer vacay, i'm heading off to Newfoundland once again with Steph. It's not the Caribbean, but it suits me just fine.

What doesn't suit me just fine is the little crap jet that takes us from St. John's to Gander.

This is the most recent picture of the Air-Canada crap jet, and unfortunately, two men died after the propeller blew the shingles off of the wing, connecting with their foreheads.

Flying isn't my problem, it's more so the take offs, landing's, and the turbulence in between. I've always liked having my size 11's on solid ground.

At any rate, I'm super excited because I get to see Steph's family once again. They are all super awesome (and hopefully they will read this)..... Accept me.. please!?!?! j/k... Everyone likes me! I bet even you like me. You're reading this and you're like.."Yeah, that Chris guy is pretty cool".

Steph's sister is counting the days 'till we get there because she misses partying with the dynamic due..... Steph-o-pher!!!!

Wow! I think someone just got shot out on the commons.... one sec.....

Weird....

Anyway, it'll be a great time because we get to celebrate Steph's birthday there and Canada Day as well. The word on the avenue is that we'll be drinking behind a school watching the low budget 15 minute firework display. Reminds me of the Sambro fireworks.... Gotta love small towns!

This time I get to meet most of Steph's friends, so it'll give me a chance to hear her embarrassing stories of yore and also I can tell them more recent stories that are just as embarrassing.

Although, I don't really care what we do because as long as I can get away from Halifax for a bit, I'll be happy.

It'll be good to see my buddy Mike again because the dude just up and leaves his drinking buddy in Halifax and expects me to drink alone.....? Well, I showed him! That's exactly what I did!

But in all honesty, it'll be good to hang with the Grand Falls-Windsor (GF-Dubb) folks for a bit.

I've been avoiding the Screeching in process, and I'm hoping to go undetected while I am there. Apparently, Newfoundlanders can smell us kind from 400 yards away. Then they grab you by the scruff of the neck, scream at you in a foreign tongue, make you drink an ounce of radiator fluid and they jam a rotten tuna fish over your head. I'll tell ya'! Those by's be right some crazy over d'ere, luh!

Man, I'm getting good at that!

I had a great time last summer and I'm pretty sure that this time will be better. Great people, great scenery, and great food..... Oh, the food!

So, that's the low down on my upcoming summer vacation in a little less than 2 weeks. Wish me luck and pray that the shingles stay on the plane!


Ewey

Goodbye my little Misha

It's never easy losing a family pet, and unfortunately last Saturday, that's what happened.
Our little girl Misha went off to a kick ass doggy Heaven. Misha had been struggling for a few years, and it got to the point where enough was enough. She lived a long 13 year life and we all loved her as we love our best friends.

Erika and I met Geoff and Dad at the vet to bring her in. It was very emotional for all of us, and still is. I do find comfort in the fact that we all stood around her and let her know that we were all there with her. We each had a hand on her and gave her that last pet before she went. And when she went, she went peacefully. Although it was hard, I believe it was a relief for her as the pain went away and a relief for us because we knew she wouldn't have to deal with it anymore.

It'll never quite be the same going home and not having her there to greet us as we walk in the door, but we all have great memories of her and will always remember how much happiness she gave to all of us over the last 13 years.

Her twin brother Kane isn't in the best shape either, but he still has some pep in his walk, but I'm sure he misses her too.

Here are some pics of our little girl Misha. I think Steph said it best, that she is kickin' it with old Skipper, hangin out and sharing a yummy platter of doggy biscuits.