Thursday, December 31, 2009

Things I love about 2000-2010

2000-2010 has been the first decade in my existence that I can remember from start to finish. So, a little self-reflection on my part and I came up with the following G’s Decade in Review!

2000 – Grade 10. Establish life-long friendships. Teenage angst. Fall in love with Justin Timberlake. Think the Thong Song was discriminatory. Visit Paris, France for the first time.


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2001- Grade 11. Get drivers license. Roll around town in my mom’s acura integra. Lose interest in school. Revolution against my English teacher, Mr. Todd. Earthquake. High school curling championships. George Bush become President of the United States, I cry. Visit Paris, France for the second time. September 11, 2001, I cry again because I know this guarantees a second term for Bush. Enron is bankrupt.



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2002 – Grade 12. Big year! Really lose interest in school. Tuesday night parties, featuring C-Money, K-Baby and Milky. Visit Cuba for the first time. Graduate from high school. Have no idea what to do with my life.


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2003 – 2005 – Get a job at a local hotel. Start school at Camosun. Visit Cuba for the second time. Attend school in Cuba. Fall in love with Cuba. George Bush elected again…my faith in the United States is basically non-existent.

2006 – Backpack through Europe with Katie, Mere and Jen. Love life. Love Italy. Visit Paris, France for the third time. Realize just how GD lucky I am. Start school at UVIC. Fall in love with Environmental Studies. Change major for umpteenth time.



2007 – The year of Africa. Travel throughout Ghana. Epiphany that my life will not involve ‘development studies’. Become inspired.

2008 – Work with the local health authority. Start self-esteem girls group with a kick-ass partner. Finish courses at UVIC. CHEER FOR BARACK OBAMA. Watch Barack Obama take the oath of presidency. Faith in Americans is restored. Lose faith in Canadians as Stephen Harper remains Prime Minister. Environmental Studies Course Union Prez. Rabbit debacle.



2009 – BC Youth voting revolution….yes?! no. Fall in love. Live life according to what makes me the most happy, and what is in my heart. Say unexpected goodbye to a lovely person. Continue self-esteem girls group. Sail to Pender Island with some great friends. Visit Vancouver (3 times!), Tofino, Parksville, Kiwi Grove Lodge with B2. Turn 25 and have the best birthday I have ever had. Feel completely fulfilled. Apply to law school. Anxiously await acceptance to law school. Happy.



What a decade it has been! I can say, without hesitation, I am living my best life.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

holiday yum-yums

newsflash!

i love food. i love food more when i am enjoying it with special people.
this holiday season, i was treated to some magnificent meals.

here are only a few of my holiday faves :)



homemade rustic nachos
(raincoast crisps, cherry tomato, strawberries and aged white cheddar cheese)


wild salmon skewers, part of the unlimited tapas at tigh-na-mara


fresh cod burger with yam fries, at shelter in tofino


more delicious food pictures to be posted soon!!
xo

Sunday, December 27, 2009

winter warm-up

currently i am tucked away...

in a little log cabin on vancouver island, with my love, b2.

we are sipping wine, and sharing a delicious appetizer.

the sun has just started to go down, after a beautiful day.

b2 is making me pesto and mushroom penne, and the fireplace is crackling.

what a wonderful life i live.

xo


Saturday, December 26, 2009

holiday wishes

now that the official holiday is past, i am reflecting on my holiday wishes.

i believe every wish i could ever dream came true this year.

i was surrounded by beautiful friends and family...

i visited with my amazing cousin who i haven't seen in over a year...

i ate delicious food...

and i was able to spend it all with my love...

 
i hope you had a lovely holiday as well :)

Monday, December 21, 2009

dogisms

Recently, I have grown unexpectedly attached to a little show named Dog: The Bounty Hunter.

Why? I really don't know! It's like a car accident for me...I know I shouldn't watch, and yet, I am strangely drawn to it.

So, I will embrace this new addiction with open arms! And now presenting to you....some of my favorite Dogisms!


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5. My grandfather told me years ago, "Watch your fantasies, because you're the kind of person who will live them."

4. When I look in the mirror, I'd rather be studly than sexy. Matt Lauer can be sexy. I'll be studly.

3. Anybody- everybody can make a mistake.

2. At the end of the criminal rainbow- there is no pot of gold.

1. When people ask me if I carry a gun I say "yes". That gun is my wife, Beth. Bam.

Happy Holiday Week!!!
xo

Thursday, December 17, 2009

this is what a feminist looks like



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The F word. You’ve heard it before. Perhaps in passing, or in an academic setting, or maybe just in general conversation.


Maybe you have heard it been used in a positive way, or maybe you’ve heard it with a negative connotation.

Whatever the case, feminism strikes a definitive chord with me. I am an active supporter of equal rights. I believe that a woman’s choice is exactly that, her choice.

I am strongly opposed to the anti-feminist voice in contemporary culture.

And when people tell me that feminism is no longer relevant because sexism is no longer a problem, my blood boils.


As a facilitator of a high school girls’ self-esteem group, my ultimate goal as a feminist is to eliminate sexual oppression and increase self-confidence and self-awareness.


In my role as high school facilitator, I see issues pertaining to sexual oppression affect the girls on a daily basis. Why? Because they are constantly inundated with images like this:



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Now let me be very clear – I am a fervent supporter of sexual liberation.

Some argue a blurry line exists between liberation, choice and exploitation. I don’t agree. To me, it is very clear that distinct differences exist between sexual liberation and sexual oppression and/or objectification. After looking at the ad above, you cannot tell me that women is empowered. That women is pinned on the ground, while not one but four men stare down at her. This ad – and all others like it, reinforce a patriarch paradigm, and the notion that women are to be controlled, dominated and used.


Think I read too much into this simple ‘sex sells’ ad for perfume? Consider this – a 13 year old girl named Hope in Florida took her own life when the topless photos of her, that she took and texted to the boy she liked, were distributed school wide. Or Srey Rath from Cambodia, who was just 15 when she was trafficked to a brothel, drugged and beaten and forced to sleep with men 15 hours a day, 7 days a week. Or the girls in my high school group – who just like me when I was their age – constantly question their appearance, their popularity and their self-worth.


We, the global community, can and will do better than this. We can do better than this with every thought and with every action we take. We can stand up, and fight the oppression (my favorite thing to do? I storm off the dance floor if a song comes on I find demeaning to women…I just, stop dancing. It is so easy!)

So, I challenge you to stand up as a feminist. Stand up for your rights, or your mother, or your brother, or someone you have never met. It feels pretty damn good.

And soon everyone will yell from the rooftops, this is what a feminist looks like.






(for more reading, check out the awesome book feminism is for everybody, by bell hookes…or visit http://www.halftheskymovement.org/get-involved)

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

me = homer simpson

I just had the most glorious insanely huge sandwich of my life. My boss took pity on me and my sole can of peaches, so we went to the Safeway deli where I proceeded to devour a 6-inch gourmet sub (and where I insisted on paying for my own sandwich of death).

Now I feel full and gross. Le blah.

And the first thing that comes to mind…is the infamous Homer Simpson sandwich.


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Curse you sandwiches of death, curse you.

a can of peaches

Lately, I have desperately been trying to pay off my credit card.


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I am not the type of person who ever gets in to debt. Even through university, I never took out a single student loan (thanks to living with my parents and their generous support, working a serving job and studying my ass off to get scholarships).

But a few months ago, I was unemployed. It lasted much longer than I thought it would – and it caused a major blow to both my ego and my bank account.

Since then, I have a job I love, and my confidence in being a ‘strong candidate’ for jobs is slowly coming back…although thinking of job searching again scares the crap out of me.

One of the reasons why I find being in debt so awful is because of the stigma associated with it.

I am embarrassed that I created this monster!

But that is ridiculous…life is full of ups and downs, and I will learn from my mistakes.
How?

Well, every pay cheque since I started my new job, I have put a small amount of money into savings, and a large amount of money on my credit card. This leaves a small amount for rent and spending.

So what gets cut? My food budget.

I am down to the last can of peaches in my house!



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It is so sad – but this can of peaches will be my breakfast and lunch today. Luckily I get paid on Thursday – and I am thrilled to announce that after this pay cheque, I will be one pay cheque away from getting out of debt!!



And then I will breathe a heavy sigh of relief, and stop stressing about something so insignificant.



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Thursday, December 10, 2009

smitten mitten

Cold hands, warm heart


This is the adage I have always been fond of.
Why? Because I constantly have cold hands. I have cold hands when curling, when sleeping, when driving, when walking…and I recently discovered my right hand (computer mouse hand) has been extremely cold in my office.

I always attack B2 with my cold hands. Not on purpose, it just seems unavoidable!

So, my complete admiration and obsession with mittens makes sense then. I adore mittens. They have potential to add pizzazz to any boring, “I don’t know what to wear so I won’t be bothered to look cute today” outfit.

Here are some of my favorites I found online:




Hi 5's all around!
from here



cute and indie style
from here




ridiculous
from here




Mittens the Kitty
from here

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

a blogger’s dilemma

Here’s the thing…



I like to write down my thoughts. I love having a record of what is going on in my life. I really love knowing that someday, I will look back at these entries and smile.

But…

Blogging feels like a chore. I dislike chores.
So how can I fall back in love with blogging?


Maybe by not putting so much pressure on myself to do it regularly

Maybe by not feeling guilty when I forget

Maybe by telling more people that I have a blog

But the main reason why I ‘forget’ to blog? Because I am so easily distracted – whenever I attempt to create an entry…I wonder what is happening on curls&coffee, or on le love, or on 4080records. And then, soon enough, minutes turn into hours, and I have run out of time to focus on my own work!


I figure, this is ok…roll with the punches, water off a duck’s back, don’t cry over spilled milk – whatever! As long as I am doing what is right for me, and for my life, I am ok with forgetting to blog.


So until next time – whenever that may be,

x to the o

g

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

GLEE!

Why do I love Glee?

Because it is hilarious.

Because it is a musical.

Because it is dark.

Because I watch it with B2.

Because I always feel happy at the end. Pure happy.

Because above all, it sends a message that it is OK to be different - and it is OK to follow your heart.

Glee to you, from me :)



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Monday, November 30, 2009

jon stewart correlated to lack of sleep

ah-ha! jon stewart = late nights.

late nights = drowsy mornings.

drowsy mornings = sleepy girl.

le sigh. i am destined to be le tired. thanks jon!



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Side note:

This photo collage is one of my faves to date. Love that little guy!

Sunday, November 29, 2009

bruschetta sunday!

recently, i have realized how much i love cooking for b2 and i.

last night we made a spicy peanut stir-fry. this morning we had onion, feta and aged cheddar omelets.

and... 

today i will make a delightful bruschetta!

it will be delicious :)

Monday, November 23, 2009

healthCARE

my new job, research assistant with primary health care and chronic disease management at the health authority, has really made my heart happy these past few weeks...

so when i stumbled across this editorial, i laughed, and it really resonated with me. not only because of mr. lewis' keen observations, but because i have always believed that any corporation that treats customers like they are a bother is a joke. relish in this air canada.


A WestJet Healthcare System?
Steven Lewis

I fly a lot - too much actually; I am chagrined by my carbon footprint. Most of my flights are on Air Canada (AC), indisputably an international class, full-service airline. You can go pretty much anywhere in the world on AC or its Star Alliance partners. You can pick your fare, frills, seat, and class. I've been an Elite AC member for about 15 years, so I get to wait for my flights in swanky lounges with free food, booze, newspapers, magazines, and business centres. I get free flights from the Aeroplan miles I accumulate and an annual stack of upgrade certificates. I get a special number to call if I need to change a reservation or seek help. Cool, eh?


But I fly WestJet (WJ) whenever I can, and would happily abandon AC altogether if WJ decided to go after the Saskatoon-to-wherever (especially Toronto) business traveler markets. Why? What would lead me to turn my back on the airline that gives me all this stuff, and what accounts for the almost giddy affection for the one that doesn't? Here's my hypothesis: it's because Canada's airlines are akin to the health system we have (AC) and the health system we need (WJ). Here's how.

What do I need? Business class to Kuala Lumpur? Single malt scotch in the lounge? Special meal? AC can do it. WJ? No can do. AC is pretty good at tertiary air care; WJ is the primary care airline. Most travel needs are primary: a reasonably priced ticket, leave on time, decent legroom, a modern aircraft. My own travel life is, well, pedestrian: Calgary, Vancouver, Toronto, Ottawa, Winnipeg (quit smirking - I like Winnipeg). WJ gives me a Boeing 737 with good overhead luggage capacity and a quiet ride - every time, all the time. AC gives me cramped Bombardiers that force passengers to compete for comically little carry-on baggage room. Advantage: WJ for the basic journeys; AC for the continental transplant operation.

What happens when there's a problem? Planes break down and weather mocks schedules. The test of an airline is not when things are ticky-boo; it's when misery descends. AC appears to believe that keeping the passengers in the dark about why the flight is delayed is reassuring, and that parcelling out the delays in two hour increments is comforting. "The 2 o'clock flight that was to leave at 4 is now departing at 6. We can't tell you which gate." WJ makes it a point to tell you what's happening. Call AC with a problem and you almost feel the blame-the-passenger vibes as the agent leafs through the policy manual to confirm your non-entitlements. WJ seems to want to help. AC has done some nice things for me, but WJ has performed truly heroic feasts of creative problem-solving and in one case was generous beyond the call of duty. Advantage: WJ on both comportment and delivery.

Surprise, it's a service industry. Aviation is incredibly safe. Planes of equal size are pretty much interchangeable. The highway up there is the same for everyone and an airport is an airport. WJ offers no business class, no hot meals, no fancy lounges, no air miles of its own. It pursues advantage by other means: the attitude of its people and their capacity to solve problems. Their entire ethos is built around the customer. I used to think the "AC attitude" was the inevitable result of an aging workforce fatigued by the wear and tear of a zillion flights and alienated by repeated labour strife and restructuring. Likewise I was sure that the happy-faced, fun-loving, energetic WJ honeymoon would end.


Well, WJ is a decade old and still no sign of passive aggression; not all their employees are fresh-faced kids. AC actually tries, but there is too much ennui and complexity . Their own agents can't figure out their absurd aeroplan mileage redemption rules and its website produces some legendarily idiotic itineraries. Small wonder they can't reliably produce quality service in the crunch. Pleasantness and can-do are hard-wired into WJ's DNA: I once bought a ticket from a WJ baggage service agent. WJ gives you more while giving you less. It has chosen the right quality indicators. Advantage: WJ.

Simple, reliable, effective, pleasant: whether from an airline or from healthcare, that's what we need most of the time. And where simple won't cut it, more than ever we need reliable, effective, and pleasant. AC is besotted with complexity and covets the overseas, long-haul market segment. You can tell it doesn't really care about most domestic routes outside the big cities. Though they try their best, it's clear the employees have no great love for the corporation they work for.

AC is to air travel what our acute care-obsessed, high-tech-envy healthcare system is to health. It's great that we can find the cystic fibrosis gene and separate Siamese twins but not so good that chronic disease management is a national catastrophe. The vast majority of people don't need glitzy miracles; we need sound, evidence-based, timely, respectful, and well-communicated primary healthcare from a team dedicated to getting it right.

In the end it's about culture, that maddeningly elusive notion that signals what an organization or system is about. The truly successful put the customers first and pay attention to the workforce and the workplace. They get the fundamentals right and understand where their bread is buttered. WJ has mastered primary air care; it makes money where AC bleeds red ink. Healthcare, take a lesson.



Friday, November 20, 2009

ener-G

when i am feeling low, and sleepy...

my first reaction is to reach for coffee.

then i feel dehydrated and thirsty...and still sleepy!

so, i am trying something new.

i will only have one cup of coffee per day, in the morning. only because i genuinely am addicted love the taste.

and after that, no more. green tea will be my salvation.



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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Monday, November 16, 2009

sleepy girl

b2 and i spent some time last night curled up watching the office from last week and mad men. the office this week was classic - michael scott with his unorthodox managerial skills, jim with his straight as an arrow approach and the 'wild-cards' (aka oscar, andy etc.). But I must say -- the past few weeks I have taken a special liking to creed. he is the epitome of punchline comedy. Plus, I love the new take on the 'salesman/receptionist' love story - but with erin and andy, the writers can push the quirkiness button ever harder - and it's working so far!

on another note..it's only 1030pm and i am completely exhausted. maybe it was waking up throughout the night last night because of my tummy ache (sad face)...or maybe it was my total confusion after trying desperately to understand 'what it means' for obama to drop the public option ...or maybe it was from the fire/evacuation in my work unit this afternoon...but i think most likely it is because of the rain.

so to conquer my sleepyness, i have had a wonderful night of girl talk with some of my besties - now it is time to hop on the train to dreamland...train's a comin'....

here's a little pictorial evidence to support the claims in my first paragraph...enjoy!


image from:  http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5c/CreedOffice.jpg

Sunday, November 15, 2009

there is nothing better...

there is nothing better, than being loved!

a big thank you to my very special b2, friends and family that made my birthday the best i have ever had!

Friday, November 13, 2009





Reasons why I LOVE my birthday!


1. Receiving wonderful messages from all my wonderful friends and family

2. Mandatory cake

3. The opportunity to have a Friday the 13th birthday!

4. Birthday kisses

5. Surprises

6. Alternate renditions of the ‘Happy Birthday’ song

7. Sharing the special day with my best friend

8. Looking forward to the year to come!

9. Belting out birthday sex?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Lessons learned over a quarter of a century…

My 25th birthday is here. Scary, right? But I have decided to honor the occasion by reflecting on ten lessons learned over the course of a quarter of a century…here we go!

1. No matter the occasion, it is never OK to drink an entire bottle of champagne. Trust me. The next day is killer, especially if you have committed to attending an Easter Ice Capades show with your Nana and Papa. Constantly explaining why you have to sprint out of the arena to vomit is bad enough - smelling like that vomit in front of children for the remainder of the show? Not cool man, not cool.

2. Backing up and saving multiple copies of your thesis or dissertation is basically saving yourself from jumping off a bridge. I will never forget losing 20 pages worth of work a week before I was to submit my paper to my supervisor – ouch.

3. Never be afraid to tell someone what you are really feeling. I have spent a significant amount of time throughout my life rephrasing or avoiding conversations I have deemed ‘uncomfortable’. It saves everyone involved a great deal of energy and time to just stop worrying what other people will think, and say what’s on your mind.

4. Nothing is better than a kiss to the forehead.

5. Always do what you love. You’ve heard it before, but life is short. Follow your heart, do what makes you most happy, and you can never go wrong.

6. Tickle fights are still ridiculously fun at 25.

7. Chanel never goes out of style.

8. Wear a GD helmet when you ride your bike.

9. You know your friends are your family when: 1. They yell ‘Go time’ in preparation of defending your honor, or your ass in a fight; 2. They stick their finger down your throat to help you throw up; 3. They tell you when your being an melodramatic fool; 4. They dance to spice girls with you; 5. They will do anything for you, at anytime.

10. Love is all you need.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

sicky-magoo

i am feeling a little under the weather, so to kick this cold's ass I am following the regimen recommended by b2! here it is:

1. cold-fx, STAT
2. vitamin C - STAT and OFTEN
3. juice/ginger ale/water - OFTEN and COPIOUS AMOUNTS
4. gargling with salt water - OFTEN
5. sleep - EXTRA
6. jon stewart/stephen colbert/carrie bradshaw - OFTEN
7. cuddles - ALWAYS

(ok, the last one was my addition...ok the last two!)

xo xo & wish me luck!
g

more than one million michael scott quotes


Monday, November 9, 2009

my favorite things, part deux

it's that time again! you ready for this?

everything and anything about 'such great heights'. the iron and wine cover is especially lovely.

heart.

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I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
heights
, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home

Friday, November 6, 2009

french cuisine

B2 and I went out for some delicious French food last night at a restaurant in Victoria named Matisse. It was, without question, one of the best meals I have ever had. Everything about it – the atmosphere, the music, the company and of course the food was completely romantic. I was loving life. We started with French Sauv Blanc, and two appy’s: a delicious medley of in-season mushrooms, baked in a casserole dish with goat cheese and a baked asparagus with the best sauce of my life. I think I blacked out when the main courses arrived, because I can barely remember the conversation or what our dishes were named, all I remember is feeling like I was in heaven. I love it when food is so great it does that to you. Every meal should be like that! Our dessert was insane – a giant crème brulee and a chocolate mousse with raspberry coulis and heated red wine chocolate sauce. Just thinking about it again makes me delirious.



It’s pretty cliché, and I know everyone and their dog is doing this right now because of Julie & Julia, but I think I might look into purchasing Julia Child’s cookbook, because the French know where it’s at!

Thursday, October 29, 2009

the little things

as a new feature, i have decided to do a weekly post called 'the little things'. this feature will highlight the little things in my life, piece by piece, that make me happy. i'm not talking just average happy. i'm talking the full body, pure joy, shivers down my back, giant perma-grin type of happy.

here is my first little thing:
Love You Forever by Robert Munsch

this book is enchanting. and there's something to be said about the genuine honesty and raw emotion that comes with the message - promising to love someone forever. every time, every single time, i tear up at the end.

all i can say is, i feel so incredibly fortunate to have numerous people in my life that i will love forever.
heart.


Wednesday, October 28, 2009

victory is mine!

hell to the ya, my personal statement for law school has been sent off to my first proof reader and i feel AWESOME. i feel as awesome as my personal heroes, shown below.

sending lots of good, good, good, good vibrations your way,
g


DEADlines

today is my 'get 'er done' day. i have a list of a bizillion things to accomplish, and the pressure is on. deadline after deadline is approaching, and i have left things to the last minute, as per usual. i can never understand why i repeatedly procrastinate? sometimes i like to convince myself that 'i work better under pressure'. this is bullshit. whenever there is pressure i find myself anxious, high on caffeine and generally irritable to anyone who crosses my path. so, here's a new life goal for me: start things early! finish things early! then eat chocolate. it's a win-win-win situation!

today i am finishing my law school applications - no exceptions! by the end of the day, i must have forwarded my personal statement to at least one proof-reader!

also by today - i will have found a key piece to my wicked awesome halloween costume that b2 thought up. it's gonna be killaaa - but must remain a secret - for now!
x to the o

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

bad little blogger

my first week of blogging and already i am behind! but to be fair, i have been tres busy. i hopped across the water to vancouver for a short visit with megara, some family time with my little cousins, and some ikea time with my madre.

ikea is so wonderful. it never shocks me to hear that people spend whole weeks days in there. i walk around and dream that i have thousands of dollars to spend in that place. fortunately for my credit card, i resisted the urge to purchase everything in sight just because it's cute. also wonderful? megara! we went on a rainy day adventure to try and re-claim a chair she left in her pre-marital apartment. we were unsuccessful. then we went to H&M for snazzy new outfits. we were very successful.

yesterday was crazy hectic - it was my mom's birthday (yay, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear momma, happy birthday to you!) and the car got a flat tire. after a journey across town, the tire was repaired. 2 hours later the battery died. i think the car is having a breakdown. that, or H1NI. too soon for H1N1 jokes? perhaps. then i had the most romantic dinner with b2 ever. he is the best - cooked me a full salmon dinner with wine and chocolate cake dessert. so wonderful.


the agenda for this week:
finish school applications
send honours thesis to CR-FAIR
plan the ultimate halloween party with katieb23
enjoy the ultimate halloween party with katieb23
repair my bike
spend some quality time with bailey building and loan
run four times
set up new kitchen table
bake something i have never tried before

till next time!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

my new favorite site

http://wishwishwish.net

bah-dorable. 

i wish i had this sense of style!

hurry hard

i love to curl. love it. it's my claim to being canadian - that and my love of great tasting beer. the cool air, the comradery, the competition and of course the post-game refreshments, beer and popcorn, add to my love of the game. but really, i am drawn to the game for two reasons: (1) the strategy behind the game and (2) the skill needed to be great, but the lack of skills needed to play and enjoy. i think the weakerthans captured the essence of curling better than anyone i know with their song tournament of hearts. it's definitely worth a listen (or five).

Now the lounge is full of farmers
for the 7:30 draw
The teammates all left before they had to buy a round
When they pull the 50/50, and I've lost again I'll go
Maybe have one more brown one for the snowy road
All the championship banners going yellow on the wall
And my name when it gets closer to last call

So Elvira brings my bottle
Hold it up and let it bend
Figures of two rinks battling an extra end
And i'm peeling off the label
As they peel a corner guard
Dance down the sheet to the tune of "Hurry, Hurry Hard"
 
the love of curling was passed on to me from an early age, since my dad and mom are all-star players and have curled for decades. my four-pack (mom, dad, my bro and myself) joined a competive mix league when i was ten and my brother was seven. we have played ever since. however, not always on the same team. currently i rock it out on tuesday nights with a different four-pack (katieb23, rocket rob, my dad and i), while my mom plays for a rival team. this leads to immeasurable tension, as you can imagine.

last night was of no exception. we were set to play each other at 645. i won the coin toss. with determination in our eyes, and a kind of focus that would put emergency room physicians to shame, we triumphantly took home the win. we were unstoppable - double take-outs, tap backs, draw behinds...there was nothing we couldn't do. the 8th and final end sealed the deal. that was it, we had defeated my mom's team, and subsequently had invoked a family feud.

game on?


Tuesday, October 20, 2009

bonjour et bienvenue

bonjour et bienvenue to my first blog! inspired by one of the beautiful people in my life, ms.megara, i have decided to document my daily adventures.

so, read if you want. i promise to be as hilarious as possible, dependent on caffeine and/or liquor intake. but really, this is just a space for me to write down all of the happenings in my life - because lately, those happenings have been fantastical.

heads up - i am 24 years old, an island girl to heart, and very much in love - with my friends, my family, my surroundings and of course my b2.

i am currently looking for a job, and overwhelmed with the decisions that face me regarding my future academic and career goals. but since those are the worst of my problems, i consider myself pretty lucky.

as always, looking forward to what's in store - and, it's going to be a lot of fun.
xo xo
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