Im taking after my mother.

I am taking after my mother. My mom has a blog in which she rants and complains. Although this is not the only for of expression on her blog it is a majority. Today, I work again. Again, I am totally fine with this. I like working where I work. I woke up, hearing hissing pipes. I thought someone had left the water running somewhere in the house but learned that wasnt the case. I went to have a shower, started having a shower, and once in the middle.. My sister yells, shut the shower off NOW. So I do, still having some shampoo & conditioner in my hair, and soap all over. I stand there, thinking this will only be for a short minute. 10 minutes later I realize that in our storage room, attached to the house a pipe had burst and was spraying water into the room, flooding it. Have I mentioned it is snowing in Coquitlam? My dad had turned off the water to stop the spraying water. This is all good and dandy, except the fact that I have to work today, and delaying me will only mean me missing my bus and being late for work. I brushed my teeth with a cup of water I still had from the night before, and had to rinse myself off with a towel. Making it in time for my bus, I sat and tried to warm up. My bus driver let me stay on the bus since he would be doing the route I needed for my second bus, which was very kind considering I have asked the same man before if I could stay on the bus. Once I got to work, I realized that no one was there. The doors were locked, and so I stood at the side of the building underneath a hedge. Larry came and we waited in Volvo, until we saw Jeff the lot boy. Then Darren and Mehran came and all was good. I am now at work, not necessarily working, because A. there is nothing to do and B. Im blogging silly. :) Another eventful morning of course.

Now, My mother. I really do take after her. Out of all her children, I look like her the most. We have the same voice, and almost the same height. Although she has blonde hair and I have Red. I love her alot, and Christmas wouldnt be Christmas without her. Its not a cliche saying, I mean it. She makes the food, does most of the wrapping of presents, and makes Christmas warm and fuzzy. There are only 3 more days until Christmas day :) Its so exciting :)

Cheers-mah-Leers.
Kylie