Three Red Lights... AGAIN!
My 360 died again the other night... about four weeks after I received my repaired xBox after it's first failure. This time it failed while I was watching a movie: Number 23.
The console died on July 24 (07.24.2007). That's 7+2+4+2+7 = 22. I was watching the move for the first time so add 1. That's 23! Spooky eh!?!
Anyway... The first time the 360 failed I used my in-store warranty to have the console repaired. This time however I am hoping Microsoft will do a batter job. My consoles "coffin" is supposed to be delivered in a week, and then another 3 or 4 weeks for MS to perform the repair (I guess their busy). So I should be back on Live in 4 - 6 weeks.
All this just as my Chromehounds squad was starting to get active again. DAMN!
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On the way home from work yesterday I was listening to the radio in the car. They were talking about some book that was recently released outlining some of the things uniquely Canadian (Canadianisms).
There were quite a few that really suprised me. I had no idea that our neighbours to the south were not familiar with the products/phrases:
Canadianism - Meaning
chesterfield - A couch or sofa.
eavestrough - rain gutter on the eaves (edge of the roof) of a house
housecoat - robe or bathrobe
washroom - bathroom
ketchup chips - ketchup flavoured chips
butter tart - a small, pecan-pie-like tart
5-pin bowling - a smaller ball, and only 5 pins---great for kids and drunks
rye & ginger - canadian whiskey and gingerale
mickey - 375 ml. (13 oz.) bottle of liquor
Pablum - baby food
Robertson screws - Screws (for metal or wood) with a square hole in the top rather than a straight or X-shaped one
Kraft Dinner - macaroni and cheese
The ones that really struck me were Ketchup chips and Butter Tarts. How can you not have Ketchup Chips in the big ol' U.S. of A?
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My wife and I went for our first ultrasound this morning (12 weeks). We won't get the official results for a few days but everything looked really good. We saw two arms and two legs and a beating heart!
It was the strangest feeling... sitting there with my wife while we watched the monitor to see our little one. It made the whole experience very real for me.
We got a small picture of the baby through the ultrasound. I was thinking of blowing it up to a portrait size. Has anyone had any experience blowing up an ultrasound picture? Is the quality good enough to blow it up to say approximately 5x7?
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That's right... get ready to add another Canadian to the population! My wife (Tracey) and I are expecting our first child.
Tracey is expected to deliver September 13th. We are currently three months along.
Everything is going really well. Tracey hasn't even had morning sickness. She is really tired... but from what I understand this is pretty typical for the first trimester. We are going to the doctor's this friday for our first ultrasound.
I guess I better start saving up for some new hockey equipment for the little one!
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I feel the need to get this off my chest, and I figured what better place than my 2old2play blog.
I cannot stand my sister-in-law. Check that, I hate her. I not only hate her as a person, but also I hate her for what she has done to my family.
My wife and I got married two years ago August. Prior to the wedding I asked my brother to be my best man. As he was engaged to his then GF he reciprocated by asking me to be his best man. My wife also asked his GF to be a bridesmaid, and in turn my wife was asked to be a bridesmaid for them. All was well in the world... or so I thought.
It turns out that my wife had said something to my sister-in-law prior to all of this happening that upset my sister in law. Fair enough, things like that can happen. My wife does not remember the conversation but does recall the day they were out shopping together. My sister in law had asked my wife if the members of my family like her. My brother has brought home some real winners over the years. My wife quite honestly says to my sister in lay that when my brother had first brought her to meet the family we were all a little apprehensive, but now we all quite like her. I would have said it differently, but my wife is quite honest, sometimes to a fault.
This little comment has turned into an all out family feud. Understandably my sister in law was a little hurt to hear that my family was not immediately taken with her. But instead of saying something, anything, to anyone she sits on it. Again this all happens well before my brother and I make each other our best men, and my wife and sister in law make each other bridesmaids at our respective weddings.
All seems to be going quite well up to the day of our wedding (about a year later). We never heard of any hurt feelings. After our wedding my wife and I went to Vegas for a week for our honeymoon. This is where things strange. About three days after our return from Vegas we get a letter in the mail from my sister in law. The letter goes on to tell how horrible people my wife and I are and that we didn't even have the decency to call when we got back from Vegas. We didn't call them, sure, but do I have to call everyone in my family as soon as I de-plane. My bad.
The letter goes on and on (three pages worth) about how horrible we are, how my wife upset my sister in law so much: we didn't thank my brother and sister in law enough in our speeches at our wedding reception: we didn't call the day her grandfather died three months prior: we take advantage of my brother at every turn. The letter ends with my sister in law kicking my wife out of her wedding party.
I immediately call my brother to see what’s up. He tells me that he had no idea the letter was sent and that the girls should speak. I tell him that the letter not only attacked my wife but me as well, but he won't speak about it, "the girls should talk", was all I got. I hang up the phone completely awestruck and tell my wife what was said. My wife calls back a few minutes latter and the two girls have it out; crying, yelling, the whole ten yards.
Things are kinda worked out at this point. My wife is still out of the wedding party, but at least they everyone is talking. I talk to my brother about it later and he blows it off, saying that he and I are fine.
Life goes on like this for nine months or so. My wife and sister in law speak less and less at every meeting. When I see my brother on his own, he is fine. When he is with his GF though, he will not speak to me.
My brother and his GF end up eloping to the Bahamas. No one from our family is invited, although my sister in law has her parents and a few friends in attendance. I was not invited. I was not even told ahead of time that I would no longer be his best man. Instead he has his wife's brother in law stand up for him. My parents are very upset by not being invited, especially after we learn that others from her family were there. So I tell my brother how upset he made my parents, my mother especially. Again it gets blown off.
My brother and his wife now decide they are going to have a reception here at home for everyone who could not make it to the Bahamas. My parents are not involved at all with any of the planning. The day of the reception I arrive with my wife, mother and step father to find my brother and his wife having wedding pictures done. My sister in law is in a full wedding dress and my brother in a tux. My mother had no idea pictures were being taken and that they would be dressed as they were on their wedding day. My mother cries for a good while and refuses to leave the car until we see my father arrive with my step mother (my parents still get along very well since their divorce when I was two). We learn that my father also had no idea about the pictures or the wedding dress/tux.
My father is quite a bit more brazen than my mother, so he heads over to wear the pictures are being taken then motions for my mother to join them. Pictures are taken, but at this point I was so mad I went into the reception hall.
During the reception everyone in our family is ignored. Not once do my brother and his "new" wife come to greet our family. My mother quite literally sat crying the entire reception. On numerous occasions my aunts and uncles approached my mother asking her what she would like to do. They all told her that is she wanted that they would all walk out with her. Naturally my mother refused, but still sat there crying for the entire evening. Speeches were made; the wedding party was presented and not once was anyone in our family acknowledged. My parents were never thanked, although the bride's parent received numerous accolades from both my sister in law and my brother. I was never told that I was no longer best man. I didn't even know there was a new best man until he was introduced as such at the reception.
At one point in the evening I was outside with a few of my cousins having a cigarette. When I went back into the building I found my wife crying in the hallway. My wife had been talking to the best man's mother in the hallway. Again the best man was my sister in law's brother in law. The best man's mother was telling my wife of all the troubles she has had with her son's wife and her family. The best man comes out of the main hall screaming to his mother to get the fuck away from my wife, that she is a liar and not to speak to her.
My uncle happened to be in the same hallway with his two little girls. He was not impressed that the best man spoke this way to my wife and with such language in front of his little kids. My uncle followed the best man back into the main hall and confronted the best man. The pushing started and names were called (I was still outside at this point). I came back in to find my wife crying and she told me what had happened. I told my wife to go out to the car and that I would be right back. By the time I got into the hall all hell had broke loose. Everyone was pushing and yelling. I was awestruck. I literally couldn't move. This was my brother's reception. It felt like forever, but I am sure it was only a few seconds later, my bother passes in front of my field of view about 30 feet away from me. He continues to walk though my field of view all the while yelling, "You're not my fucking brother, get the fuck out of here".
At this point I snap out of my daze and begin trying to round up my family. My step father was being pushed by the father of the bride while my now furious mother screamed at the father to stop. My step father did quite well to hold his temper. My cousins with little kids were trying to make their way out of the hall and the remaining people were all pushing and yelling. One of my brother's new brothers in law cornered me and tried to talk me into going out into the parking lot with him so we could "talk". I looked at him like he was an idiot and told him that I was leaving.
Finally the father of the bride tells my whole family to leave, we are no longer welcome. I later found out that he tried to get my father to stay. Why my father was asked to stay even he doesn't know, but he leaves with the rest of my family.
My sister in law is due to deliver my parents first grandchild any day now. For all we know it may have already happened. My father told my brother to call when anything happens, but my Dad has been out of town for the last week on business. I talked to my Dad the other night (I am feeding his cat) and he made no mention of the birth and I didn't care to ask.
To this day my brother has not once spoken to anyone in our family with the exception of our father. My mother hasn't received even a phone call. She has called him on a couple of occasions and sent him a birthday card a few months ago with no response.
He is my only brother, my only sibling. I know that my wife and I haven't always been perfect. We should have called right away when his wife's grandfather died instead of waiting a couple of days. My wife should have never said what she did that day she was shopping with my brother's wife. I can understand why they would be upset with us... but why they are treating the rest of our family like this I will never know.
I am very sorry for the huge post... but for me it was cathartic.
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