About GROUT.

My recent vestibule floor tiling escapades have taken yet another turn for the worse. But it's okay cuz PICKLE Weasel came to cheer me up.

Lady at the specialty tile shop: "Non, Madame Little. Do not seal ze tiles beforrre ze grouting. You must seal zem afterrr applying ze grout."

Moi: "Are you sure? The grout is black; I'm worried the grout will stain them!"

Lady: "Don't worrry Madame Little. Ze tiles will not stain. Follow ze Installation Guide" (points to a piece of paper). "Zeese tiles are verrrry spécial. You must follow ze guide. Now if you don't mind, I will feeneesh my lunch brrreak."

Moi: "Okay."

I followed the Installation Guide to ze letterrr, dammit. I got half way through the grouting and stopped. My tiles are so stained.

PICKLE Weasel to the rescue!

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The AUTOGRAPH.

Last weekend the 11 year old boy went to the Montreal Comicon with his dad, The Huz. (I wanted to go too, but was attending the Gala thingie, alas.) The boy had it in his mind that he was going to get to meet Stan Lee, cuz, uh....Spiderman, duh. He'd saved his pennies from mowing the lawn and cleaning the car and forked out $50 just for this, on top of the ticket price.

The boy waited in line for three hours, and then...

All he could muster was a shy, "H-h-hi...?"

And then, drumroll please.....

TADAA!!

300 autographs in 45 minutes, and still smiling. Let no one wonder what this gentleman's superpowers are!

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The GALA.

On Sunday I got to go to Les Gemeaux Awards*.  I had no idea what to wear, so I called up my producer; she told me it was the event of the year! Great. No pressure there.
*Think "Emmys" but for French speaking Canada.

I dressed up as groovy as I could...and gazed up close at local celebs posing red carpet style for camera flashes. I saw some amazing shoes.

My show was nominated in two categories. As they were about to announce the winners, my producer whispered that I would have to join her onstage if we won. Pretty sure all the colour drained from my face at that point. I experienced a bizarre dichotomy of simultaneously hoping to both win and lose.

We didn't win...but it was such an honour just to be nominated. And being invited to the Gala was amazing. I had fun!
Congratulations to all the winners.

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The PUNCHING Bag.

This past week, The Internet used me as a punching bag.

Not you. Another part of The Internet.

I'm not going to point fingers or play the blame game. I won't draw you into the battle, so to speak. But I will share this:

• I've learned a lot more about human nature, with its propensity to swarm and attack without questioning.
• I've learned that there is good in people if you give them a chance.
• And mostly, I've learned that I'm stronger and smarter than I thought I was. So I'm actually grateful.

Thank-you The Internet!

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Rabbit in the STARLIGHT!

I was scared.....but I DID IT ANYWAYS.

And I didn't get run over! I can't tell you what it was though...yet.

I'm lucky to have people around who have faith in me - you're like starlight. Thankees.

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Rabbit in the HEADLIGHTS.

Tomorrow I'm doing something special. And scary.

I'm terrifed.

Please say, "Good luck JC!"

Find out how it went...

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Crapola.

Warning: Dog business.

I came home earlier this evening to find poor Miss Doggie locked in our bedroom. No idea how this happened. I managed to find the one key in a drawer full of keys and let her out. She tore past me, raced down the stairs and didn't even say thanks. Sheesh.

The good news? The dog hadn't actually peed in the room. The bad news...?

CRAPOLA!

I know, it's a drawing of a turd. It's late, I'm tired, and turds are funny. As long as you can't smell them. And look, I think it likes you.

The brown crayons were @BigDaddySaid's idea!

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