Weed + Wine = Divine 

Happy weekend and Happy Saturday folks!! 

There is nothing better than having some weed and wine.  I am a very big wino and I know my wines.  I personally prefer red; a nice merlot or malbec.  I am not a fan of the sweeter wines like a Rosé but during a hot summer day, a nice chilled glass of Rosé is quite tasty.  Right now, I am currently enjoying the lovely Eco-Frog Merlot•Malbec and all its goodness.  The best part too is that it is an organic wine and it is absolutely divine.  

Mmm…weed, the taste, the smell, love it all.  I have been cannabis user for 15 years and fully support it.  **If you are reading this and judging me because I smoke weed, wait…, vape weed, 1) you better do some hardcore fucking research on cannabis and its health benefits as it has saved my life, 2) get the fuck outta here.**  

I like smoking weed but I really prefer to vape it as it is healthier and better for your lungs.  I find the high lasts longer.  Makes you feel really good. I smoke indica and vaping it does not make me sleepy or fatigued at all.  I feel super calm and very relaxed, and if anything hurts, it goes away. 

I finally had a moment to share something and simply simple does it.  Have a great weekend! Stay safe and have fun. 
Xoxo, 

Cheers,

CountryCatGal

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Oops, I Did it Again. 

And again, I has been two days since I wrote something.  It is not that I don’t or didn’t have the time…well wait, I guess it is because it has been so busy that I didn’t have time.  

We got a TON of snow over the last 36 hours.  I would say by now it is at a good 3 feet that we have accumulated.  I love snow and winter and all but this was way too much.  It is heavy and wet and I won’t be able to get my car through it. Plus I just had my winter tires changed over.  

It is not cold but if it is windy, it is not pleasant at all.  The geese came back a couple of weeks ago and they must be confused to all this but again, at least it is not cold.  

We went to Radek’s mums yesterday.  We haven’t seen her in about 8 months.   But it was a nice visit and she brought us back some wicked gifts aka clothes.  So, that was really nice of her.

Jody has developed a cough again.  She woke me up this morning at 5am complaining of her head hurting.  Poor kid.  Her first headache.  Turns out she has a head cold but she is taking it as a champ like always.  I always wish it was me instead.  

But I am off now to go do wife/mum duties.   Have a great weekend.

Xoxo,

Cheers,

CountryCatGal 

Two Days!!

I just realized it has been two days since my last post.  Everything is a little hectic at my house this week.  We are doing a lot of spring cleaning, both inside and outside the house.  Okay, I will admit, I am having a bit of writer’s block again.  I had a moment to sit down right now to write a little something.

Today, I finally got around to cleaning both of Jody’s rooms.  Spoiled much?  No.  She has a bedroom, a jack and jill bathroom which connects to her ‘living room’, as she calls it.  This way she has her own play area and a place to watch cartoons and Netflix.  We do not plan on having any more children so she is and will be an only child.  We are and have always taught her that she can’t have everything she wants and the world does not revolve around her.  She loves to share, so she is not a brat at all.

I also got around to organizing and tidying up the living room area, so that makes me feel so much better considering I am a bit of a neat freak.  I need an organized house at all times and it is a bit of a tougher trait to teach a 5-year-old.  Regardless, she is pretty tidy herself.

Radek’s mum and my uncle are coming back from Vancouver Island this week so I think we will be heading to visit them this weekend at some point.

I wanted to take Jody out for another walk today BUT it had to be windy as fuck outside and it’s not that it bothers me, what bothers me is that it is freaking cold.  Apparently the next couple of days, especially tomorrow, we will be getting about 10 mm of rain.  It will be nice to wash away leftover snow and bring some moisture.

I really don’t know what to else to say today but I promise I will brainstorm and have some good stuff come along the way here shortly.  I should run though, so have a good hump day!!!

Xoxo,

Cheers,

CountryCatGal

Story of My Life: Part Three

You know, all I actually remember from my childhood is the abuse.  The only good times I remember was either when I was in school away from home or at a friends place or when I first met my husband when I was about 7 or 8 years old.  Yes, for real, we met each other when we were kids.

Oh goodness, I still remember the day I met Radek as if it were yesterday.  He made me laugh a lot and still does till this day.  We grew up together; definitely lots of sleepovers, building of forts, playing Power Rangers, watching movies, etc.  We even went on vacation together to Vancouver Island.  That was by far the best vacation I had ever had.  My mum didn’t end up coming which for me was a nice change.  We ended up taking two vehicles.  Radek, his cousin’s Marta and Tomek, and his aunt and uncle in their van, and his mum with my uncle and aunt in their vehicle.

I believe the route we took was through Rycroft, AB turning right to head west in British Columbia and drove through a place called Dawson’s Creek (I do not think it was based on the TV show but it’s a real place), and from there on we headed south.  Another major stop on our trip was hitting up Hell’s Gate in the Fraser Valley.  It is completely spectacular and I swear anyone and everyone needs to go here at least once in their life.  Just breathtaking.  Once you hit Vancouver and area, to get to the island, you need to get on a ferry.  There are a few different ports to choose from depending where on the island you want to go and which port there is closer to your destination.  Our destination at the time was Victoria since my uncle owned a very lovely place there and big enough for all of us coming.

Taking BC Ferries is really cool too.  It is usually about a two hour ride.  Vehicles are left on the lower decks and you can go up to the upper decks where they have seating areas, both inside and outside.  They also have a souvenir shop, washrooms, and a cafeteria, and they even have a mini arcade on there now; I just don’t remember them having one back in the early to mid 90’s.  Regardless, really an amazing experience.  I remember seeing whales breaching during one of the rides.

Oh the Island life…  What I would do to move to Vancouver Island.  It is absolutely stunning and such a relaxed, calm environment.  Everyone is super friendly, and there is a TON to do everywhere.  I remember we went to this dock area and we got a chance to feed seals.  Also there is this other docking area for boats which is actually in front of the Empress Hotel in Victoria, where we went and had caricatures done of us, and we still have them; I need to get ours framed eventually here.

The amount of activities on the island are endless.  There is also the Butchart Gardens which is incredible and just beautiful.  It is a HUGE floral display of gardens that is a top tourist attraction and a national historical site.  You walk through different types of gardens filled with flowers and plants and trees that you would probably never see here.  There are shops and a restaurant but the walk through is by far the best part.

I also remember hitting up a museum, I just do not recall the name of it or what it was about.  Some things are pretty vague.  There was also a massive butterfly garden though and I remember that being really neat.  (I think it is in the same location or around the same location as the Butchart Gardens.) 

We had a ton of fun.  At the ages of 31 and 33, we still have fun.  I knew at a young age that I would marry Radek and I am so glad I did.  Don’t get ne wrong, there are times when I want to strangle and kill him but I love him more than anything and fall in love with him on a daily basis.  We don’t fight.  We don’t argue.  With us, everything is out on the table and there are no secrets.  We communicate a lot and I think that is what makes us work so well.  

Stay tuned, there is always more to come.  I am going to blog more sporadically on this series just to keep you all interested and for you to come back and keep on reading.  Have a good Monday evening. 

Xoxo, 

Cheers,

CountryCatGal 

Story of My Life: Part Two

Sunday, last day of the weekend, what a shame.  I ended up not writing yesterday because we ended up getting busy doing some yard work and all.  Back to the grind today.

We officially moved to Canada in 1992/93.  My mum and I moved in with her aunt and uncle up in the northwest of Alberta.  Being about 6 years old and seeing snow for the first time was absolutely fascinating.  I remember there was SO much snow that it was probably about 4-5 feet tall.  AMAZING!!!  I am not sure how long at this point that we had been living with them, but the government found out and gave my mum three choices, to take a citizenship test, marry a Canadian, or be deported back to Poland.  I personally think she chose the wrong choice and went with marrying a Canadian that her uncle had introduced her to that lived down the road from us and within a matter of a couples weeks or so they got married.

You could imagine as a kid, I was pissed.  Not enough there was tons of moving around, but then a divorce and not seeing my dad anymore and POOF!, then she gets remarried to someone she barely knows.  She says she did it for me, but she could have just as easily taken the test too.  But what do I know, right?  I was just a kid.  If it was me, I would have done things differently.  We eventually ended up moving in with him.

I think after all this, my life got twisted upside down.  I didn’t feel like I was part of anything anymore.  Before I go on, I should mention there will be some deep memories coming out.  Some pretty dark ones too.  Also, there might be some graphic (not too graphic) content also.

Before I go on, I should mention there will be some deep memories coming out.  Some pretty dark ones too.  Also, there might be some graphic (not too graphic) content also.

I grew up in an alcoholic and abusive environment.  My mum would physically and mentally abuse me.  This occurred mostly on a daily basis.  It got really bad at times.

**Memory – I remember once my aunt and uncle were gone somewhere and it was just me and her at the house.  She was off cleaning or doing something.  Does anyone recall a show called Rescue 911?  Good show.  I remember watching it as a kid and this one day I decided to call 911 just out of curiosity.  Now, don’t ask me why I would call 911 if there was no emergency but I just did.  I ended up telling the operator that I had made a mistake and everything was okay and hung up.  After a few minutes or so, my mum ended up coming in from outside and the phone had rung.  She answered and it was the operator calling back, asking her questions and making her well aware that I had ended up calling them.  I knew right away I was in major trouble.  She got off the phone and found me hiding.  Instead of being a loving angry parent, she became something that was not loving at all and demonic.  I remember her not only screaming at the top of her lungs but hitting me, and hitting me really hard.  Not on the butt for discipline but she would hit me so hard in the face, my head, and she would pinch so hard that it left bruises behind.  This seemed like it lasted an eternity, and she left me crying, bawling, on the floor.  That is the day I remember my nightmare of a childhood had begun.**

So we were living in this huge house but it needed a ton of work done in order to be completely finished.  The main floor needed a paint job, the ceilings, the upstairs was wall-less, etc….like this house would have been a beautiful home if more TLC was put into it to finish it.  The house had/has so much potential.  But it was a roof over our heads so I guess I couldn’t complain.  The driveway to this house was like a 1 km long or so, pain in the ass to walk to the bus in the winter when cold and the snow was drifting.  It was a nice property, a bit too far from town but still very lovely and quiet.  At this time of my life, I hate it, and everything else.

I have to cut off here as I have a bunch of stuff to get done before Jody’s friend’s birthday party but stay tuned.

Have a great Sunday!

Xoxo,

Cheers,

CountryCatGalPicsArt_07-22-10.28.07

Story of My Life.

Happy Friday!!

I think I have a bit of writer’s block today so I am starting a series story about myself.  With this, I plan to open up and reveal me.  So let’s get started.

My name is Agnieszka Klaudia Szawerdo and I was born on Saturday, January 4th, 1986 in Gorzow WLKP, Poland.  Both of my parents at the time were really young, my mum was 17 almost 18 and my dad was 19.  They were not married yet but ended up getting married later on in ’86.  From what I have been told was that we lived with my grandma (mum’s mum) and grandpa and their three-week-old new son.  You read that right, I had an uncle who was only three weeks older than myself.

We didn’t live in a house.  We lived in an apartment and I guess we made it work.  Eventually, my parents wanted a better and brighter future for us, or whatever their thought process was, and we ended up moving to Vienna, Austria.  I was about 2 or 3 years old when we moved.  I believe we lived in Vienna for about a year or so.  The crazy thing is I do have some scattered memories from Vienna.  I remember there was this street we went down, must have been a festival of a sort going on and there was a lot of people.  What I remember the most was there was this HUGE King Kong (fake of course but looked so real) behind this half cage and if I recall correctly, he freaking moved his arms and mouth and eyes and made sounds.  Scary as fuck, especially for a 3-year-old.

From my knowledge and what I have been told was that my dad wanted to move us to Australia but they rejected us and I think it had something to do with my dad though because Canada at the time rejected us also.  So, we ended up moving to Dallas, Texas, USA, The Lonestar State.  I have a lot more memories from living in the US than I did back home in Europe.

Funny thing is, I never knew and until this day, I still have no freaking idea what my dad does for work.  But regardless he worked somewhere.  My mum ended up working also and she worked at Ralph Lauren.  Living in Dallas was HOT.  When we first moved there, we lived in an apartment but it was a nice apartment.  We didn’t have much but as a kid, hell, as long as you have a roof over your head, food in your tummy, clothes on your back, a bed, and parents, you are golden.  But at the same time, I had no idea what was going on behind closed doors.

I think to a certain time and point in their relationship, they were in love with each other and were happy.  I do know though that my dad did cheat on my mum.  When it comes to cheating, I think there has to be a reason why someone cheats.  I  am not saying I approve of cheaters and cheating but you don’t just cheat for the fun of it unless you are a complete heartless asshole who does not give a shit about other peoples feelings.  Then again, okay, he is cheating so why stay with the guy?  She would always tell me “because I was so in love with him.”  I call bullshit.  I think she was completely dependent on him.  I also was made aware that he did hit her a few times.  Yes, I also think there has to be a reason to be hitting someone, again, unless you are a complete asshole and do shit like this for funzies.  In the end, as you may already know, this did not end well and they ended up divorcing.

Before the divorce, when my mum thought everything was fine, she found out that grandma (her mum) was up in Canada visiting her family we had there.  My dad ended up buying us plane tickets to Canada for us to go visit.  Little did my mum know at the time that he sent us off so he could figure out his plan and get divorce papers and what not.  All I know is before we headed back to Dallas from Canada, he ended up calling my mum saying that he wanted a divorce, he was seeing someone, and that he sold everything that was in the apartment, so meaning everything from beds to clothes, etc.  Now, mind you, I have heard only really one side of this entire story from my mum and personally, I think she over exaggerated a lot of it and I think she may have lied about certain things.

Anyways, we ended up coming back to the US and we moved in with one of my mum’s guy friends who was a genuine person but he was not my dad and definitely not my mum’s type.  I remember he was nice and he would have given us the world if my mum would have made a relationship work with him.  We ended up living with him for a good year until my mum’s and dad’s divorce was finalized.  After that, we ended up moving to Canada.

Okay, I am stopping here haha because I said I would make this into a series story, so if you want to know more I will be continuing tomorrow.  Enjoy the rest of your Friday.  Relax.  Have a glass of wine, beer, joint, whatever tickles your fancy.  As for me, I am going on to play Sims 3 for a bit and then hitting up the treadmill.  See you tomorrow.

Xoxo,

Cheers,

CountryCatGal

**PS.  I promise I will post a couple of pictures along with my entry tomorrow.**

For Hours…

Have you ever found an interest in something or a hobby that you could just do for hours?  I have many things I could do for hours.  I could clean, I could write, read, paint, colour, etc.  Just a whole variety of activities I really enjoy doing.  (Yes, I enjoy cleaning.  #neatfreak)

As of lately, I have been a bit addicted to playing Sims 3.  I think the most thing that I do enjoy from it is designing the home that I have purchased in the game.  From picking the wallpaper to how the kitchen will look, I could literally sit here for hours and do that.  Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy playing the actual game and making my Sim character a success and build relationships and all, but the whole designing and rearranging furniture really gives me such fun.

I will confess, I played this morning already…for over an hour.  Guilty.  Sometimes I think the reason why I enjoy going on Sims to design the house and all is because it gives me many ideas on how I want our house deisgned when we decide to build or have a house put on our land in the future.  I love the home we are in currently but I think we need a little more space and this gal NEEDS more kitchen and counter space.  It would definitely be nice to just much a bit more space every  where overall.  I am not entirely sure what the square footage is on our current home at the moment but I think its only like 1000 sq feet.  For three of us with two indoor cats is not bad but again, we definitely could use the extra space.

It is amazing how we make things work in here as it is.  Maybe with bigger space we would be lost but I doubt it.  I think it would be less crowded.

Which brings me to another thing…I have a problem.  This problem is nothing to worry about but I have this thing that I like to rearrange and feng shui, and let me tell you, I could do that for hours and almost on a daily basis haha.  We have rearranged our home so much that the drastic changes it has gone through over the years is pretty amazing.  It’s always like a different living area.  Its amazing though how simple rearranging of furniture can make huge difference in the flow and harmonization of your home.

When I find a series on Netflix that I really like, I can watch that for hours.  Currently, I am watching Bones and am totally inlove with it!  I watched a couple of episodes last night but I think I have to go back and rewatch the end of one episode and rewatch one entire episode since I was passing out haha.  We were watching and already on season 5 of House but stupid Netflix ended up taking it off without any warning, so that was a real piss off.  We started watching Schitts Creek and that sort of made up for it.

All and all, I am sure everyone has a handful of activities and hobbies they can do for hours.  I think it is good to keep busy and always have your brain going or your body moving.  Life would be too boring if there was nothing to do.  I always find something.  If you have anything to ever share like so, please do not hesitate to comment and share.  I should go and do mum stuff haha.  Have a great Thursday!

Xoxo,

Cheers,

CountryCatGal

 

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