Feb 4, 2015

Memorial Blog For Sushi Gurl

It was a long battle with Sushi Gurl..and now she sleeps.


Sushi was from a litter of 15, she didn't play like the others, in fact she just sat there. I think sushi was a quiet soul for most of her life.
Sushi had terminal cancer which started in her tail. It was 2 years of surgeries and medications. Last year she developed a tumor the size of a golf ball, this split open in the middle of the night, we had to have her tail removed.

The two years, she received a new bill on life and for the most part she went everywhere with me, Calgary, Terrace, Kamloops, Kelowna. I went to the vet to have her put down with a Dear friend who offered to assist me, I had not seen her for 20 years, After Sushi's tail removal her health went spiraling down, My friend felt Sushi had been threw enough and felt that because she was already diagnosed with cancer really, why should we be paying for more tests. Louise was right.
However my vet refused to put her down, he wanted to try medication. The medication was 160 bi-weekly. We tried the medication and Sushi was a completely new dog. For 8 months. This was supposed to give me time to deal with her passing, so I thought.

I used to talk to sushi and I really do think she understood everything I said. We made a pack that when her time came I would see the world and spread her ashes , she loved road trips, new smells and people. Sushi loved cats and children. If sushi put her ass on your feet that was her way of saying I like you.

It has been very difficult the last 4 months, I am still grieving. I have lived almost alone with my dog the last 7 years, So I have not been able to write about all the wonderful things about sushi, because quite often I cry myself to sleep at night. I am doing much better, and so I thought I would finish up Sushi's story.

she was a nuzzler and always slept with me- I started sad diaries when her condition got worse.
It is quite daunting to have a sick pet in today's world. Many times I simply did not have the money.

Sushi's extreme care came during the strike action of work, her bills replaced my rent.
On her final days, I was seeking help at 11:00pm..I called many emergencies. Sushi had been to my vet earlier that day, for a very swollen anus and secretion. My doctor gave her medication and  said if she vomits bring her in right away. My vet was closed, they had a emergency number to call. This emergency place wanted 1000 upon arrival. My roommate had told me Sushi had vomited about 10 times. In a desperate situation I called the SPCA. A women at Kits ER decided to put her fees away and heart on the line.

The first thing she said was" Lets finally make resolution of what is going on with sushi", she preformed very expensive procedures on sushi, a ultra sound, pain medication to ease her, amniotic fluid extraction, blood work...what vets charge 1000s of dollars or more.

 It seemed Sushi had a 17 inch tumor on her bladder, she was given medication the previous day for some discharge, that medication contradicted with her cancer medication and irritated the tumor and many other things, a ruptured bowel basically.

It was the wee hours of 2am that the decision came to put her down. I had a old friend visiting, actually my sons friend, and if she was not there I would not have been ok. Thank You Felix xoxox. My boyfriend at the time was waiting at my house and just thought shed be checked out and we would return. 
I did not return with Sushi. That night I placed her in her bed with her nurse angel bear, I wrote a letter of what a good dog she was and everything I was thankful for. The vet wanted me to talk to her while they put her asleep. I felt her go..and it was horrible. I don't ever want to go threw that again.
 After a week had passed I received several gifts and cards hanging from my door, flowers and many emails. Sushi was loved by many people.

Sushi had a best friend, MarTain the cat a rescue that came to us about 5 years prior, they were inseparable.

After Sushi's passing MarTain would scream, and search the house. This was so bizarre to me I took him to the vet. You could see real tears coming out of MarTains face. He still does this sometimes, Have you ever heard a cat scream? Its horrible. They suggested stimulation. So we got a tunnel and several feather toys, MarTain has turned into somewhat of a kitten. Its fun, however I do feel he is lonely. Feral cats come up to the screen window and he freaks out, it would be nice to find another fat mellow cat that would bond with him. I do work alot and before he was fine- now not so much.

Sushi loved water sports...lol it is hard to get all the pictures on here, they may be out of order. Sushi loved to be dressed up and had several outfits, many were purchased from her NaNa, my mom- and when she couldn't walk much anymore, my mother wrote into the wildlife foundation and they gave Sushi a 200 dollar carriage, this is in the picture below somewhere.

Sushi had no problem telling my boyfreind that she was there first.

 The worst part about losing a family furry friend is if you made the right decision. When Sushi was first sick, I would have huge waves of guilt- we set up a camera and sushi would actually pine all day for me, This is the photo, below.Did I give her a full life? Animals do amazing things for their owners, like lying. I actually was fooled by Sushi, she would do everything in her power to let me know she was ok- I would ask her in her weakest moments " Is it time? for the golden bridge" She would get a burst of energy, she knew. The day she was sick- this did not happen. She just lied there and kept puking.
 I could go on and on about little fat Sushi, it won't bring her back, I kiss her urn every night and move forward. I play with MarTain as much as I can and somewhat spoil him. Many people have said to get another dog. This will not work in my favor at this time, thank you. I really feel its time to just look after me. I will soon be looking after a cute fat chiwawa "Buddha" my moms little dog while she goes into surgery. I may actually dog sitting once in awhile for a fee. I have a massive yard and huge dog part at the end of my street. I also have lots of love, so there ya go.

 Sushi once looked like a champion.
Merry HoHo
Loved by many
Best friends

Thanks WL Foundation and NaNa
Sailing Sushi

I Will Love You ForEver

This was very hard, But I wanted to have a memory and to leave you one. xo

NewFlash N RantZ (Summer 2014)

Here's a newsflash, Facebook is not real. It's for you to reconnect with family, friends, old high school mates and to report your live journal, sure if you want to occasionally. Facebook is the cause of most breakups, friendships and work relationships of today. It s hacked and prodded and looked into. It is simple put, absolute bullshit.

However it is a good media tool, eye grabber, even planner and all out hilarious if you use it wisely. You have the strait posts which are the do gooders of what they have achieved and the latest status on there daily goals. You have the porn queens of Canada, potty mouths and the latest completions or awareness campaigns.

Is your Facebook you- no it is not, you are the person that is typing the shit on there for sure, but this does not define who you are. When I go to work, I serve others and hold a professionalism of privacy and law abiding acts. When I work with children I teach and broaden there minds to be able to achieve anything they want to be, I am funny loving and a mother.

What I post today may be from a decade ago, what I stat today may not sit well with you-well dont read it. Hence the false name.

Lately I have been consumed with working with grouchy downright miserable people- I hate it.
I remember a time when I loved going to work and the work was done well and the day was full of laughter, good joy. Now I work temporarily with accusations, bad energy and angry temperament.
Guess what folks this is the career you choose, if you dont like it, than maybe you should find something else.

Then there are the friendships, well if you indeed have been a friend of mine in real time, you probably had a good time, you probably felt that I was funny, awkward and a bill sarcastic..If you have talked to me just on facebook, you may find me almost in another character, unless of coarse you are a family member or good friend.

Facebook is a creative outlet to seep your baggage, gain compliments, spread bullshit or a better word-
Today has been one hell of a day to say the least, let alone this week.

I realize that people change, sometimes for the good, sometimes for the worse- some people grow and change and some people don't. I do know that there is a good 20 people who do not serve me well on my facebook. In friendships you are not obligated to please your friends, sure its great and should be reciprocated on both parts, but when friends start to question your personality and criticize who you are, I am sorry..this does not serve me well. I have the handful of persons who constantly put up negative bullshit, animals dying, how miserable they are ..blah blah..Start a fucking media page to save dogs and stop looking at the shit.

I am not saying you should be a self healing happy quote on a daily basis either- but for the love of god, post something original or funny, goddam it post a note to yourself that says I have no life therefore I must comment on every fucking thing. Or make something original, Like mine.

I do have many comments on my posts, however most of them come from friends who live afar. If you need help and support ask for it- If you cant talk to your neighbor- who can you talk to? A preacher once said, that Vancouver has loss its sense of community and I have to agree. It may be baggage to one person, but to the other it may mean food for the week- it may be a post that says, fuck I'm depressed, and the ext week they are dead.

I had a friend tell me today they wanted a fucking break from our friendship. They felt I had other priorities that were more important. This is a friend who has had some medical problems, and a entire family to support them threw it. I called and called..and the rest of the two weeks I worked and worked. Who the hell takes a break from a friendship? If you don't like me or have anytime for me in the future fucking delete me now- because over the coarse of 48 hours you will find out who is not on my friend-list.

You accept me for my tomboy lesbian keen wearing shoes, my potty mouth, my asshole that actually makes noises, a bad hair day-and ....I will accept you too. I will accept you if you work in MacDonald, I will accept you if you have a bad past..I will never bring down your worth or belittle you or make you feel weak and sad- cause friends don't do that shit.

I may have been your friend 20 years ago, and if it was good then it will be good in the next 10 yrs when we run into each other in Walmart.

Ive had friends do wonderful amazing things for me, save my dog, pay my rent, buy me groceries tend to me when sick, put me into a vacation that I can pay back- and most times my reciprocation is small..what do you want a fucking metal? sorry you only got a thank you, a car, a dinner cooked, a house cleaned..The truth is...

I will be there when you fall, I will move you , pick you up when you are broken. This is what I do-
Its all I can do.

it is all I am capable of, and currently I have 3 people in my life that I have realized I need to have my affairs in order for- time is short.

Besides the fact that it is Shark week (Menstrual) and I am not feeling particularly 100%..I decided to have a rant, because I have had somethings really eating me up.

One of the major ones is being trapped to go into a field that I excel at and have to work with miserable people. The energy is so bad, I should not have to work in it, I haven't for 3 years..and now I must.

The other is, a handful of friends have just plain hurt me. They are either non exsistant, or treating me poorly. The reasons are, I am unavailable, and more recently I was criticized by a very dear friend to the point of no return. It sucks, but we move on.

At the same time I had 4 glorious days with my old-school friends- my roots, my home..my family.

Written in Summer of 2014

Unethical Statements From Around Town

All the things I can’t , you can't or anyone else can't say aloud. 

Una persona

Your dick stunk last time I sucked it. So I stopped.

Thank you so, so much for allowing me to take 4 days off to help my family in crisis and then     decided to bring me in for a discipline meeting. I received you emails, phone calls and finally the   letter of dismissal.Quite frankly I do not have the time or energy to respond to your futile               attempts to bullying me. I hope you enjoyed your 4 month stay in France, with your fat ass,           your other managers have not had a vacation in 4 years and your clients do not have 1st quality equipment or necessities. I watch how you yell and scream to employees in front of staff and make well rounded people become bitter. Therefore  I am unavailable to your association, in the form of even a reply. maybe it has something to do with quality and worth in a better workplace.

I don’t work for assholes,  you are a asshole.

I am sorry I have not called, I was too busy having a life.

Grow up, goddamn it.

Your fat

Is the tattoo of Thor a replacement for your penis size? Just curious.

What am I doing?, Fuck all, I am enjoying the art of fucking nothingness
Did you know your self-help posts are a cry for Prozac? If you got off your ass away from the           computer and went out into the world maybe you’d actually find something. It’s called, yourself.

I don’t really like you

But what does it mean?

Can I fuck you?
  •   During Yoga, "Did you just shit your pants?"
You look like a ho on Davie street, every time you go out

Stop tanning, you did not just go to Mexico you were in a goddamn booth on Broadway

I think my vagina has officially grown over

Everyone know the Float-house is really for farting.

Who takes a shit and doesn't wash their hands??? you just came out of my bathroom and I heard no cleaning of hands and now you want to visit?

Its nice you state visiting someone is relaxing, the only relaxing spot I know is my bed.

Do you actually see how arrogant you are? You are sitting across from me and I cant believe        your arrogance. I want to hit you across the face.

Nice Botox, I thought you used to be a man.
  • Are you really talking during sex? Shut the fuck up!
  • Can I fuck your sister?

Dirty Hippie Chick

To a Boss: Fuck Off

This is a on going post by several people, If you would like to add a creative one, shoot me a email


Feb 3, 2015

Single Awareness Day

So its now February 2015 and I can't not think about the big 14. Recently Single, or maybe I always was in my subconscious mind.

After 40, as I have said many times in my blogs, you tend to look at the whole picture.

Well this year it was like I was taking a re-evaluation of my life, rather than looking specifically at someone I would date. In fact I had no desire to even date. However when you are thrown into a dating situation, sometimes you look at the horizon with that person and sometimes you look at yourself- recently mine was both. I asked some very important questions to myself." Do I have time for this? No", "Do I want to do my makeup and get all gussied up?. NO" "Do I like all aspects of where this is going?" No

I know its a little self righteous isn't it? Well I'm sorry I fucking earned it.

Nothing like a good sex pot picture to make yourself remember how beautiful you are..lol, ha ha that's me! Some time has passed since that was taken.
I remember when I did the photo above, I was a year out of a engagement, I was in good physical health, I was learning who I was and had quite an adventurous year. It was indeed the best year of my life. I remember "Italy" A good friend of mine,  I have not seen in awhile,  saying to me some time ago:
"I am taking a full year of monogamy, I will do yoga, boxing,  reflex on my my career level."

Well he was right to do just that. I don't know if he actually took the entire year (far too good looking) I do know he did turn his whole life around to servicing himself .

I think the shitty part of my recent break up is telling a person all the things that you hope they would fix for you,  and realizing they are not going to fix a dam thing. They like who they are and have now moved on. They like their situation just how it is. As the saying goes, "if a women does not like you for who you are well fuck them right?" Well I did like them for who they were, just not thier lifestyle.
So there it is. Different goals, paths and wellness. It is what it is. It sucks.

So, this year on Valentines Day, A few new things are going to take place. A few times I did things with my single girlfriends to make myself feel better. This year, it will be drinks and speed dating followed by something else. Two of the lamest events I have ever done here in Vancouver are eventsandadventures.com and the POF dance nights.

This year I would like to do a few events with a group of friends, single or not single. After Id like to write about the experience. I went to a event put on by adventures.com, and found a large population of white coller shirts and black polyester pant, gentlemen right off the boat from china. I had a wonderful time- with the entire attendance of women that went. No men. We sat at a large table in the back and drank, then went bar hopping. Speed dating I have yet to actually sit down and do it. I did walk in on two speed dating events in Vancouver. One being put on by, plenty of fish. The plenty of fish one at least had a large age group and mixed crowd.  If you are interested in joining our group check out the facebook page coming soon- I will re-post when its ready!

Dating @ Sip Lounge!
Here’s your chance to find love on Valentine’s Day!
Meet 12 singles in one night! Hosted by the premier speed dating company; 25Dates.com (as featured on CNN Headline News). This event is for Men and Women ages 25-35
Enjoy hors d’oeuvres and the chance to meet up to 12 singles. If you don’t get a match, you get to come back to another event for FREE!
The event takes place on February 14th from 7:00pm to 9:30pm at Sip Lounge (1117 Granville Street, Vancouver).
Jo Hater Annual Haters Ball Anti Valentine’s Party – Joseph Richards, February 10
We know that not everyone turns warm and fuzzy at the sight of the rose petals, fluffy stuffed animals and sweets that pop up in store windows as soon as Christmas ends, so here is an event for the anti-valentine, aptly titled the “Jo Hater Annual Haters Ball Anti Valentine’s Party.” This pre-Valentine’s event gives you plenty of time to get your hate on, and then find true love over the weekend.
Dedicated to those who are single or who “hate the relationships they are in,” this super uplifting event is on Thursday, February 10 at Joseph Richard Nightclub on Granville. Doors open at 9:30 p.m. Drink specials include $3.50 highballs, $4 coronas and $4.25 tequilas. Students and ladies are free before 10:30 p.m.

Here is a good Read:

So if we are looking for a mate, what are some important things that you would consider besides the standard, education, income, baggage, looks?

I have a new list, only because I have listed many in the past.

I think you should be able to sleep together -
like fall asleep in the same bed.

I think kissing and passion and spontaneity is very important- however this depends who you are with- it must flow, or it doesn't work.

I think old romance is important- chivalry is not dead ladies, I promise- and you should never settle for less. However expectation of this immediately, is rather poor taste, on your part. I am referring to expensive dinners, flowers the materialistic stuff. A simple opening of the door, a tasteful environment in the beginning is good. Many women in Vancouver expect the world at once.

I think if you are not over another you should just flat out not be on the market. period. Go fucking find yourself. Enjoy your aloofness's, family friends, children dog cat, sightseeing. I had a guy tell me he was so lonely, well he only got laid in the fall- and a women say she was lonely, with a huge Italian family. I live alone with a cat, cause my dog died, I have one relative here, minimal friends, and two sons I barely see. I am not lonely at all. I pray for the days when I can just do stuff for myself at home, like paint, sew, sleep, dance. Yes I really do.

Well this is all I can think up tonight, I have a sinus cold and the neocitrion has had a adverse affect and I am awake. This sucks.

Gvix Signing off, and remember....