Take A Chance

Ah yes, its the annual night of ghosts and goblins, a time for trick or treaters to go door to door in search of bagfuls of candy. And once again Mother Nature just doesn't want to cooperate. In what's quickly becoming tradition it snowed and then got really cold so instead of parading around in their costumes a lot of kids were trudging up and down the sidewalks with ski jackets and scarves, mitts and hats over top.

I played Grinch this year (hmm is there such a thing as a Halloween Grinch or would I be something else?) and left the porch light off. I figured there weren't going to be that many kids this year anyway, so why freeze my butt off in the front porch handing out chocolate bars to a few cute kids and a whole bunch of ungrateful teenagers who don't even have the decency to call out Trick or Treat. They either ring the doorbell or pound on the door and then hold out their bag with a sullen look on their face as if judging you by how many miniature Aero bars or Kit Kats you dump in.

Hmm, I know I sound just a little cynical but its true. I'm one of those who believe Halloween should be reserved for the younger kids. And if you're not in a costume you shouldn't get anything. Maggie is going to have a fit when she finds out I didn't give out candy. She spent the week putting together treat bags and decorating her place from top to bottom with pumpkins and corn stalks and a hundred other festive things. But then she does have good reason, its Emily's first Halloween.

Happy Halloween Emily. I would have loved to have been there to go along with you. Maybe we'll have the chance next year.

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Phillip has threatened to hack in and write an entry himself so I guess I'd better give in and give you a little bio. So here goes:

To all you single men out there.... No, wait, I don't want just any single man, I want a soulmate, someone equally fun and sexy and thoughtful and smart and....

Phil - I'm so going to get you back for this!!!!

Maggie - keep the hubster occupied so he drops me as his current hobby, k?????

Lets try this again. My name is Alexandra Wilson (Alex for short). I'm thirtysomething and I live here in Central Canada. We like to joke there are two seasons - winter and construction - here in Winnipeg but its not so bad. Once you get used to the idea of snow anywhere from October through to April ( or May some years) then you're fine. You might have guessed that I'm single and have been for the past few months (okay so if we're going to be technical, its been about 35 past months but I like to think of the day I gave Aiden the boot as a good day! He didn't want marriage or even a committed relationship, he just wanted someone to pay the bills and look the other way while I wanted something a little more. According to him I was a little too demanding. According to me, I was a little too stupid for a little too long).

I have a house that seems to be in a constant state of repair ( or maybe disrepair LOL) but its all mine and I'm rather fond of it. And all the projects give Dad something to do when he comes into town. Him and mom live in Gimli and my sister Maggie lives across the border in Grand Forks, North Dakota. I don't have any kids but I have a tabby cat named Leo and a dog named Blue. Maggie and her hubby Phillip have three kids so I get to spoil two nephews and a niece any time I want without having all the responsibility. Jack is 14 and Hunter is 10, while Emma just turned 8 months. She was a bit of a surprise but none of us can imagine our family without her. She's an absolute ray of sunshine to everyone.

I work as a supervisor for a sales team at a magazine. It's challenging but I can't say its my dream job. I wasn't one of those kids who knew what she wanted to be at an early age. In fact i joke I still don't really know what I want to be.

Did I mention I'm single? That makes me the bane of my mother's existence. She keeps telling me it hurts her heart that I haven't given her another son-in-law and more grand kids. She's convinced I'd make someone a great housewife because I'm so domestic. Not many women like vacuuming but you can count me in!

But I also like my independence. Sure there are times when I wish I had someone to share life with but there are just as many other times (especially when its 1 am and I want to crank the music up and sing along!) that I'm glad I'm single and don't have to worry about anyone else's likes and dislikes.

So that's my story so far....

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You can thank my brother in law for finally being the one to convince me to start a blog. Of course he played on my guilty conscience, telling me him and Maggie would love to be able to read about what I'm doing and see pictures on a more regular basis.

Why he thinks I'm actually going to be better at blogging than I am at sending them emails, I don't know. Something tells me this is going to be a lot more work than shooting off the occassional e-letter. But hey, I'm up for a challenge right? (I can see it now, in two months when its time to make those New Year's Resolutions, my whole list will probably consist of 'I will promise to blog every day' - lol!)

Now this next part is where Phillip says I need to tell a little bit about myself. I have a feeling he thinks this is going to somehow get me a man - if I wrote the 'bio' his way I'd be telling you how tall I am, what color my eyes are and what I find romantic. (Yes, its sadly true, my brother in law is trying to marry me off - and its not that he's doing it as a way to get rid of me or something, he just has this insane idea that everyone in the world should be as completely blissed out as he and my sister are)

They are the very definition of the 'perfect couple'. They've been married for close to twenty years, they are just as in love now as they were when they first got together. They have three wonderful, gorgeous kids, a beautiful house and even the white picket fence (okay so thats just temporary and subject to change whenever he gets transfered) Phil is in the Air Force and Maggie is a stay at home mom to Jack, Hunter and Emily. She does crafts as well and she's making quite the name for herself on the craft sale circuit.

Its kind of hard to use them as the ideal for your own love life. Every guy I date just seems to wind up lacking. And two things make it even worse. My mom and dad are married and they fight like cats and dogs yet if you ever suggest maybe divorce would make them happier, they both brush you off and say everything is fine. Then they go right back to fighting again and acting as though they can't bear to breathe the same air.

My first taste of romance came courtesy of a Royal Wedding. I remember sitting in front of the television on a July afternoon watching a commoner become a real live Princess. We all know how that fairy tale ended but to an impressionable girl, it was quite the fantasy come to life with that billowing dress and the endless veil and the long walk down the aisle to take the hand of the heir to the throne. And when they kissed on that balcony. I wanted the same kind of picture perfect romance for myself.

Too bad I always seem to wind up with all the frogs.

(Somehow I have the feeling this isn't exactly what Maggie and Phillip intended me to write about in this blog but I might just be liking the idea more and more :)

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