Dear Blog

If you were a real diary/journal, I would write about things that are silly, so today, I am going to write about a fantasy of mine; winning the lottery. I used to give my diary a name. Once, it was named Travis. Sometimes I felt bad for Travis because I would write about stupid boys like Barrett Misiwich and other lame fantasies. Now that I am a bit older, my fantasies have changed slightly from having any boy I wanted, to having all the money I want. They say that money can't buy you happiness. Well I don't know who they are, but I would like to kick them in the shins. Money would certainly buy me happiness. Not that I'm not happy right now, because I am, just not happy enough. If I won the lottery, the first thing I would do is go house shopping. Actually, before that, I would pay off my small debts, pay my rent and bills for the next two months and go buy all the name brand groceries I want. THEN I would go house shopping. A nice bungalo with at least four bedrooms would be perfect. Preferably in Montgomery. Nice big backyard, no sidewalks, blocked off from the rest of Saskatoon by trees and a dog park. Delightful. Then, I would go furniture shopping. NOT at The Brick. I don't like them there. Leon's maybe, or take a trip up to Edmonton for the nearest Ikea. A nice off-white leather sofa set and recliner. Mmmm, with some red suede throw pillows. A nice dark cherry wood living room set and matching dining set with those tall chairs like Amanda has. I love your dining set Amanda! I don't think I've ever told you that. New stainless steel or black appliances. Those fancy washer and dryers that come in cool colours like red. Red! That's so awesome. Some shelves and bookcases too of course. A nice new bedroom set for each of the boys, whatever kind they want! My bed is perfect thank you Landon! But maybe some new dressers and night tables. A pool table too of course, just for fun. Then, once all the furniture is done, off to the art galleries. I'll be all Michael Jackson up in there, walking around saying, "I'll take that, that one too, that one, oh that one in the back..." I'll stand for a few minutes in front of a couple, to make it look like I actually care. Then, off to the Flying J to hit up they're Coke memorbelia. What I can't find there, I will shop for online of course. I'll need a whole room or basement for all my shit. It will be fantastic. Oh, and take Landon and the boys shopping for whatever the hell they want (within reason of course!) And buy some new clothes. I haven't bought new clothes in years.

I will pay off my brother's mortgage, then buy my sister a small house. Smallish anyway, no shacks. I will give my parents enough money to pay off any debts they have (their mortgage has been paid off for years, assholes) and then enough to pay for any reno's they want, and then more of course, for whatever the fuck they want. I would pay off my mother in laws mortgage, give my father in law some dough, and do something nice for April-Lee. I would need some advice from my parents for that one. I would buy Landon's sister a house too. I almost forgot about her! Then, once my family is taken care of, pay off Ricky's mortgage, buy Rhonda a house out here so she would have no choice but to live her...take THAT T-Bag! Buy Landon's cousin Kali a house too of course, just to be fair. He's a good guy. Then, make sure my two best friends are taken care of financially. Pay off their mortgages, buy them a house, whatever they need. It would be the least I can do for everything they've done for me over the years. One especially. I could never do enough for her.

Once my extended family is taken care of, work on the stragglers. Couple of Landon's friends, couple of my friends. The ones who really need it, with kids. No houses, but maybe some extra money, just to help out.

Put some in a savings account for my kids, buy an average SUV, and give the rest to a worthy cause; myself. Hahaha just kidding. Children's Hospital maybe.

That was fun.