Monday, March 26, 2007

Hello World!

Please allow me to introduce myself...

The name's Menerva. Is it my real name? No. My real name is shorter, doesn't have any M's in it, and is rather plain unless you look into its origin, but whatever. Menerva's fine. I answer to a number of different names - it all depends on what answer you're looking for.

I am the wife of a great guy, even if he has had a few marks on his past history to prove otherwise at times. And we'll call him Gunther, shall we? It's a nickname he was given by friends ages ago, and well, it stuck. His name, like mine, is shorter, doesn't have a G in it, and is kinda plain unless you go into its origin, but still, Gunther works.

I am a Mother to the world's sweetest, smartest, strongest and most handsome boy. You might say I'm biased, but then you haven't met my son :) We'll call him Gunther Jr. as he's a Daddy's Boy at the age of 3. He can be trying at times, and believe me, I'll bitch at great length about his misbehavings, but still, at the end of the day, he's the biggest cutie-pie. Plus, he gives the best hugs.

I am also the Mother of the most beautiful girl this world had the honor of seeing. Menerva Jr. She was born premature and lived 2 weeks. While many would think that someone who only lived 14 days would have a relatively small impact on the life of anyone else, I beg to differ. She changed me, for better and for worse, in the short time she was here. And regardless of the fact that she's gone, she still impacts my life on a daily basis. I was blessed to at least have had the chance to meet her.

Also, I am the soon to be Mother of another child. No nickname for this one just yet, as I have no clue what gender it is. But M Jr.'s short and tragic life has made me a lot more cautious this time around. Almost to a fault.

Aside from the family part, I'm a Canadian, born and raised in Northern Ontario yet currently living over 3000 km away in Northern Alberta. When you have to choose between living near your parents and extended family, or being able to feed your own, you choose the province with better job opportunities. I gave up the free babysitters and home cooked meals on weekends to live out here... Can't say it's the best trade off in the world, but thanks to the move, Gunther and I have managed to do many things that were mere dreams back home. Like own a house. Or for me to find full time employment that paid enough to live on. Who would have guessed that Northern Ontario is a horrible place for 20-something computer geek females to find work? Scratch that, all of Ontario, and regardless of gender. The market there was horribly saturated. It's better out here, even if only marginally. But still, I can afford to live, and can even plan on my escape from the technology market and go into my first love, which is architecture.

I'm an avid World of Warcraft player. It's my escape from the day. There's nothing better, or more legal, than to take out your daily stresses on poor, defenseless NPC's. Especially on those days when they all look like your boss, from the humans to the hellbors in the Outlands. However, since leaving my old job, I haven't had that many encounters with pigs I called Christina (and no, that's not a nickname). Although I try to stay away from my old office site around lunch time, as to prevent myself from being tempted to drive her flat into the pavement... Which is no easy task. 1) I work and live only 5 minutes away from where I used to be employed, and 2) I only drive a 4 cylinder, so it would take a fair amount of speed or repetition to flatten that lard ass. Is it apparent I hate my old boss? Eh, I have my reasons, but they're too long for this introduction. Besides, since moving to my new job, I don't have to worry about that twit anymore. Plus, I can play World of Warcraft at the office when I'm on break, so I can blow up NPC's when needed, and not let it gather up and fester until I get home.

As for the rest of this introduction, here it is in a nutshell. I enjoy scrapbooking, my favorite beverages are Pepsi and chocolate milk, I'm a sucker for spicy food or a Scottish acient, I do math in Base 2 for fun, I love Brittish television and movies because they usually have more wit and wisdom in their creation than American made productions, yes I have read Harry Potter (the books are good, the movies suck), I wear 8 hole Docs, I have VoIP cause I hate paying for the long distance I normally rack up, I hate Alberta's health care and government cause they do next to nothing for the price you pay for them, I am a disgruntled agnostic, and I'm opinionated as all hell.

Welcome to my blog.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

YAY! Math in base2 for fun? You are more warped than I thought!

Anonymous said...

BOOGA! BOOGA! BOOGA!

- Ashton

Anonymous said...

Good to see you still have a blog up!

Anonymous said...

Good to see you still have a blog up!

Anonymous said...

Hi M! Glad you've got a base of operations. Bitch away, dear, you've been missed!

You knew early on with M, Jr there were high risks - so far, is nature being kinder?

We will never minimalize her life and impact, and we can discuss it anytime it feels right. It is natural and good that as time passes, you focus on the light she brought, and left...giving less energy to the circumstances culminating in your having to make the only choice to let her go back to the angels...and prepare with every positive hope and dream for her brother or sister. This kid's gunna be way indulged. YAY YOU!!!
Love and light, Silver