Finn’s Space

“an unfortunate consequence of fucking down”*

read that line this morning on the commute to work and for whatever reason it struck me as rather brilliant

*Michael Dibdin, A Long Finish

1.  they cannot read your mind (shocking, I know, but true) thus, if you want something or want them to KNOW something, you must tell them. verbally - ladies, this is a good time to USE. YOUR. WORDS.

2.  actually saying “thank you” works wonders - again, look to no. 1 - they need to be told

3.  needing them vs. being “needy” is a huge distinction - that list of chores that need doing that only they can do? works a treat for their egos and makes them feel good.  the other?  not so much - in fact often the very opposite

4.  flattery is a good thing; within reason of course

5.  flirting in front of them with another is not (contrary to what romantic comedies would have us believe, this is not cute)

6.  generally speaking, being tired is just that - being TIRED (as opposed to bored, over, done, etc)

7.  if they start to leave stuff at your house, stuff like tools, books, cd’s, cufflinks, etc. that is a good thing

8. saying “no” is also a very good thing - but be sure you mean it and can stand behind it

I know most lists should have 10 points but this one doesn’t - guess that means I have so much more to learn

*  yes, this may be a user-specific list, but there are some pretty solid truths that work across the board …

the anxiety Saturday was well worth it - Montreal 5 Boston ZERO

in addition to holding my breath during the past few hocky games - game 7 tonight GO HABS GO!!!! - I have been busy doing things like reading some fabulous books, My Sister’s Keeper and Man of my Dreams among them, listening to some great new music, Moby’s Last Night and Panic at the Disco’s Pretty, Odd are in high rotation on the iPod oh, and interviewing for a new job

the offer came in late Friday and I accepted and I start May 20 

it was a tough decision (not really) and I am very excited (not to mention panic-stricken and guilt-laden) - suffice to say that it was  a no-brainer of a decision (more $$, more vaca and a stake in all new deals) and I am absolutely thrilled (albeit somewhat terrified) about it

Happy Monday!

I haven’t lived in Montreal for 15 years (yes, the year I moved away was the last time we won the cup) yet I simply cannot even fathom ever cheering for a team that is not the Montreal Canadiens

and this year?  well this year they seriosuly ROCK!

so until such time as they are no longer in the playoffs (GOD forbid!), the banner here on Finn’s Space will remain the red white and blue

and if last night’s game is any indication, the Stanley Cup will once again reside in Montreal

GO HABS GO! 

what it says about me that my dog is grinding her teeth in her sleep …

Broker:  please have them call me and I will explain it to the husband; women don’t understand these things very well and just get flustered – they just don’t have a very good head for these sorts of things

 Me:  I will and I will also try to not be offended by what you just said

 Broker:  I was actually referring to my wife

Me:  and I am sure she would appreciate that

seriously?  that conversation happened a half hour ago

my sister calles this “doga”

I have debated about posting this and decided that yes, I should but in as clear a way as possible while still being vague

I don’t want to post the emails and the comments that have been causing me considerable anxiety - and I’m not talking about the comments of the  ”you are LAME!” and “get over it!!” and “suck it up” and “you’re pretty, marry me for canadian citizenship?” and “Boring!” variety

I am talking about the emails and the comments of the crazy stalker I am following you and I know where you live and who walks your dog and where you work and have lunch, etc variety

seriously creepy stuff

I ignored them at first, thinking that they were of the first variety and I have had my share of those before

hi “Cissy”!

but then they got personal - like down to the colour of my lulu lemon hoodie and the fact that Maggie’s leash is bright pink personal

and I got scared

not scared for my life or physical safety or anything, but scared that someone was obviously watching or observing me in my “natural habitat” and was so bloody bored with their own life that they were taking time out of it to do it

not sure what, if anything, I am going to do about this, but I think that I may just take a break from here for a while and maybe this person will get bored and move along to torment someone else

I’m not going to publish any of the comments or emails but I HAVE saved them all, in hard copy and electronic form

JUST IN CASE