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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

What's in a name?

Who has tried looking up their name on the internet and seeing what they found? I just looked up Colette Colter, and I appear to be the only Colette Colter on the net as this blog came back as the first hit. All other hits either had Coletter or Colter, but not Colette Colter together.

I have to admit, Colette Maguire came back with better results. Apparently I am (or at least I was) a reporter for BBC Newsline working in Northern Ireland. That infor was 1st and 2nd hit. 3rd and 4th were to do with me and Douglas Collete. Very cool. http://www.douglas.bc.ca/programs/office-administration/ (I don't know how to hide the link behind a word - not that technical or have html knowledge).

I am also a a character in a book "Her Father's Shadow" (Dr. Colette Maguire - hey! I'm a doctor!!!) as well as a choreographer in Europe.

Pretty freaky. But fun.

So, I can feel pretty special being the only Colette Colter (that I know of - or that the internet is aware of).

Monday, January 30, 2006

New Fishies


New Fishies!!!! We went out on the weekend and got some new fishies to add to ourfish tanks. We picked up 3 Neon Tetras (for our smaller 10 gallon tank) and two Golden Gouramies for our big 30 gallon tank (Pictured is a Pearl Gourami which looks pretty frickin close to the ones we just got) They're pretty and yellow. Eventually we'd like to get a balla shark again, but our favourite fish store hasn't had them for awhile. Hopefully soon!!

Josh loves the fish. He sometimes even prefer to watch them over the television. How crazy is that? lol. He calls them his babies and takes really good care of them. I have to admit, they are pretty fun to watch, especially when they play with the bubbles. We have a long bubble rod in the big tank. All the fish like it and play with the bubbles once in awhile.

Yay fishies!! Glub glub.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Christmas, New Years, Evil Mornings


Ok, it has been awhile. I've been busy. Like you haven't.

My Christmas and New Years were happy occations. Full house at my granny's on Christmas morning and even more guests for dinner later that night. New Years was nice and quiet - apart from the live jazzy band that started playing somewhere on our street just before midnight. Thought they were just a stereo, until I heard the wrong notes. Haha.

Life in the new place is great. Funny tale. One of Josh's friends went apartment hunting last week. Ended up looking at a place in our old building (he didn't clue in that it was our old building until later - when he walked into our old apartment). When he realized where he was, he didn't say anything to the landlord. As soon as he walked in to the livingroom, he looked up at where the hole in our ceiling was due to the leaking roof almost two years ago (leak was fixed - hole in ceiling wasn't). Landlord saw him looking and she said "Oh, that's very recent. We will be fixing it soon." He tried so hard not to laugh. He replied "Well, I work in construction, and it looks a little older than that to me." He then asked "Do you have a squirrell problem?" knowing full well that we had had problems with those little buggers. She said "No." Just then a big, fat, black squirrell was looking in to the apartment from the deck. And can you guess what the lady's answers to the questions "Do you have an ant problem? Mice?" was? "Oh no, we don't have mice and ants". While Josh's friend was telling us this on the weekend, I couldn't stop laughing. We should really report this lady. Anyway, at the end of the tour she was really trying to get Josh's friend to do all the paper work. He refused, many times, saying that he would have to talk it over with his girlfriend.

Anyone know where to report bad landlords?

On to evil mornings. I hate people in the morning. Especially when they have to get on crowded skytrains. Why do people think that squishing until you can't breath is a good thing. It's not like the skytrains don't run often during the rush hour in the mornings. If the train is too full, and you can't fit in unless you are squished so tight against someone you can smell what they had for breakfast in the morning, TAKE THE NEXT TRAIN!!!!!

And that is my rant for today.

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