July 30, 2006

I know I haven't posted in a while...

...but I have kind of been holding back waiting for some news to come in.

Life here at Chez Sue is good. The summer so far has been gloriously hot and sunny, work has been busy - and I got recognised for another award (if never rains, but it pours).

On the love front, nothing new to report I am afraid. The gentleman whom I met for coffee (a month ago) and I finally made arrangements to go on a date last Friday....but I cancelled. He's not the one for me, there was now zing...no chemistry...and on reflection it seem silly to continue - best to quit now before feelings come into play, and people get hurt.

My social schedule for the next couple of months is packed. Pool parties, bbq's, house warmings, day trips to Niagara, concerts...the list goes on. Be sure to check back throughout August and September...I will endeavour to update more often!

That's the end of this Suzie update...I now return to my previous waiting...waiting for news to come in.

(I swear this has been the longest weekend of my LIFE! GAH!!!)

Post Script:

....it's Sunday 849pm and I am crying....

....Yes, it's Extreme Makeover - Home Edition. I am such a SAP!!!!! *sniff*

July 16, 2006

Wise beyond years

The boy got his wisdom teeth taken out this week at the dentist. (Yes, that dentist - sigh) Sadly I had to work, so couldn't be on-hand to take care of the patient - thankfully he has a loving girlfriend who happily stepped into the role of Florence Nightingale. She sat and waited the hour it took for all the extractions and drove his drowsy, groggy ass home when he was through. On the way they picked up his prescription for painkillers, she gave him a bouquet of balloons to cheer him up, made a dozen single servings of jello, and picked up a couple of movies at Blockbuster. What a great girl!

I was very grateful that she was there - as I had a funeral to rush to straight from work. One of my very best girlfriends - a cadet mom - lost her father-in-law at the end of last week. Sadly this is the third male family member she and her sons have lost in the last 18 months. First her husband after a brave battle with cancer. A year later her father, and now her father-in-law. I needed to be there for her, if only briefly.

The rest of the week was busy with work and trying to stay cool in this heat. I don't mind the heat so much as the humidity. I've pretty much give up worrying about my hair and makeup in this weather. Spend 20- minutes taming my hair, just to have it frizz up like a wild bush woman the minute I step out the door, and the makeup melts and just slides off my face...yuk. So I am afraid folks are just gonna have to get used to me "au naturel" until the weather breaks - or winter...whichever comes first.

Friday night the boy and I went to see "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest". Excellent movie, although I do recommend that you see the first movie before going to see the sequel. Too many character and story tie-ins - especially at the very end.

Saturday J. and I headed to Peterborough to see Emerson Drive in concert and then camp overnight with some folks she knows from the singles parties in our area. Nice group of people, total party animals - and definitely not my type. Oh well, made for an interesting night out that's for sure.

I have come to the decision I like all aspects of camping with the exception of four.
1. the damp/dew - ewwww just gross walking across the campsite at night or first think in the morning and everything is wet and damp.
2. the bugs - they look at me and think filet mignon I swear!
3. the dirt - I hate feeling grimey.
4. Washroom facilities - or lack thereof.

I have decided in future I'll go for the day - enjoy the campfire, the stars, roasting weenies and singing corny campfire songs...and then head home to my own clean shower and bed!

Two more days off before I head back into work - but it's too hot and humid to do anything other than sit and try not to melt. I really should go wash and vac my car - but just the thought of anything more strenuous than sitting at this keyboard has be perspiring already. If I had a swimming pool and a vat of SPF500 to dip myself in, I'd be out there floating on a lilo or something equally cooling. At the moment even the thought of just dowsing myself with the garden hose is starting to sound appealing!

July 6, 2006

The answer is ALWAYS chocolate cake..now what was the question?

Well I am not back in the dating scene yet, but I am definitely making efforts. I am back on the dating website and J. and I have planned a few "single girls on the prowl" events for the next few weeks that should keep us amused at the very least!

I did meet with one prospect on Tuesday for lunch. We have been chatting via email for the past two weeks and decided to see if there was anything more. On initial meeting he was actually cuter that his photos had indicated (always a good thing!) and what I had thought was going to be an hour lunch max stretched into 3 hours, and I could quite seriously have sat and chatted longer. He was indeed good company, said all the right things, couldn't understand why I am still single (awww bless him!) and said my photos didn't do me justice (OK - who paid off this fella to boost my ego?) It was a great first meeting...except...and you know there is a "but" coming in here somewhere...there was no ZING for me. He hasn't said as much but I have noticed that since our meeting we haven't been emailing with quite the same enthusiasm and neither of us has made any suggestion of getting together again. I don't want to just "settle" like I did last time, and by the same token time waits for no man - or woman, so I am not going to wait around and wait for Mr Perfect (or Andy) to come knocking at my door.

In other news...
The Boy and his girlfriend just got back from their 2 day romantic getaway to Niagara Falls ...Le Cirque was fantastic apparently...and a mix up in the tickets meant they got bumped from $40 tickets to $70 ones - so needless to say they were thrilled.

I took advantage of his being away last night to try out a new Indian restaurant that just opened near me. Although the boy is slowly getting more adventurous in his tastes...he isn't quite ready for the wonders of tandoori I fear. Now I may be independant and have no issues doing a number of things alone (movies, outings etc), but eating alone in a restuarant still strikes me as a very sad thing to do - so I got it to go! Very nice, not quite as good as the Indian food I remember from back home - but not bad!

Today was back to work...4am came far far too early. Work was busy but I found it passed quickly. There was one call in particular that I felt the need to followup on. An elderly (80's) female called from Orange County, California, quite concerned for the welfare of her 70's sister who lives here. Apparently she hadn't been answering her phone in over two weeks, her health isn't great and frankly this poor woman was in tears on the phone, she was so concerned.

Normally I would have just thrown a "Check address" type call up on the dispatcher's screen and been done with it; but I recognised the sister's name - Beulah...and I remember having seen it recently when I was working the midnight shift - and noting the calltaker at that time had spelt it Bewla...which I thought was amusing. So I quickly put her on hold whilst I gave a colleague over at the ambulance department a call. There had been many calls to her apartment lately, a lot of calls for neighbours, even a few for Beulah herself, but nothing "recent" that we could find to explain why she wasn't answering her phone. Fearing the worst, I assured the sister in California that we would have an officer check on her sister and call her back with the results as soon as we could.

She was incredibly grateful but after I had let her go, it still bothered me. So I hopped on the line with ambulance again and we managed to figure out a reoccurring phone number from all the other calls to the building that seemed to come from a support worker. I gave the number a call and discovered Beulah lives in a supported housing apartment and a support worker checks in on her 3-4 times a day as her health isn't good. They had last checked on her this morning and she was alive and kicking! I gave the sister in California a call back with the good news and was able to pass along the support worker's phone number, so that she can call direct if there is ever a concern again in the future. She was so happy, crying with relief adding that it was her birthday, and this was the first time Beulah had not called to wish her a happy birthday.

The satisfaction I got in helping this woman is indescribable. I guess that's why I do the job I do.

On another happy note, as I was leaving for the day (I stayed behind to call Beulah's sister back) I was informed by our admin dept. that they had received an awards recommendation for me from the officers in 54 division for a teamwork award following a call for armed robberies back in June. I had been dispatching that day and matched up the descriptions of the suspects with a similar event several hours later in another part of the city. I called the detective office at the station to share my suspicions and sure enough they were able to connect the events resulting in the arrest of 2 young offenders and the recovery of a firearm.

To me it had just been another day - we do this kind of stuff all the time, but very rarely get any kind of recognition for it. In fact I had to read through the paperwork just to figure out what I was being commended on. I had no recollection of the event. They all just meld together into one after a while. Just another day "on the job". LOL What a day!!

Tonight I decided to celebrate and baked a chocolate cake covered in fresh strawberries and frosting. Yes, I am a wild party animal - I know!

July 3, 2006


No, not me!

I got a phone call from Maybe in England yesterday. Despite the disaster of our meeting last year, and my subsequent broken heart, we have kept in touch. He quickly brought me up to date, telling me that he and his new girlfriend (of 2 months) have gotten engaged.

You could've knocked me down with a feather.

As I listened to him though, I started to wonder where his head - or for that matter his heart - is at. He said that they decided to get engaged on a whim. A case of "why not!"

I guess there was nothing on tv that night. [miaow]

He even admitted that they are still finding out about each other, still learning (not that learning about your partner in a relationship ever ends, I hasten to add). They figured they would get engaged...whilst they decided if they want to get married. Thankfully they have decided to hold off on any upcoming nuptials, until he is finally out of the army in the next 5 years and until her children are finished school. A lot can happen in 5-plus years.

This is his 3rd engagement - hopefully 3rd time will be a charm. I truly wish them well, although even the romantic in me is skeptical.

And me? Yes, there was a brief wave of wistful self-pity - but in truth I am soooooo over him!