Monday, December 31, 2007

Out with the old, in with the new. Farewell, 2007!

Well, it’s that time again. Time to reflect on the past year. I can’t believe it’s the last day of 2007! Where did the year go?

At this time last year I was really getting going thinking about wedding plans. I unfortunately lost all my journal entries from that time (Oct 2006-July 2007, to be exact) and can’t reflect back on those ever again…but I know it was a time of excitement and getting ready for our big day.

Obviously the biggest event of the year in my life was getting married in July. It seemed as though every thought and every action leading up to that point was wedding based. Deciding where to go for our honeymoon and booking it, fine tuning all the little details of how we wanted our ceremony and reception to go. And of course implementing it all! I was wedding focused all year. We didn’t do anything lavish but the little things do add up during the planning phase. It was a very exciting time. I was bursting with nerves and excitement in the weeks and days and hours (and minutes!) leading up to our magic moment. Aboard the yacht, sealing our eternal love and togetherness with a kiss and beginning a new chapter partying with our loved ones was so memorable. Flying to New York and cruising to Bermuda and the Virgin Islands wasn’t so bad either =) And visiting the east coast of Canada for the first time in my life. 2007 was filled with so many firsts.

I learned a thing or two this past year as well. Some of the most important things I learned were:

1. Always back up your computer because when it dies with a years worth of unsaved data, you can never get it back. I won’t make that mistake again, I swear.
2. Sometimes you just have to let go – it’s hard losing what’s important to you, but when something is out of your control, you have to just let be what is.
3. That as scary as it seems to bring everyone you love together in one place, it really can be an amazing thing.
4. Not to rush myself or give myself such a hard time. Go with the flow more, be myself, and give myself credit where credit is due. I can’t let other people’s views get so in the way of mine.
5. And I learned to stand up for myself in my place of work, not let people walk over me. I know how to stand my ground and I’m not afraid of it.

I feel pretty darn good about this past year. Even though I’m not particularly enthused by my current job, I did gain steady full time employment in the past year, which has led me to meet some genuinely great people. And I just found out today that I am very likely to be in the pool for the govt position I applied for, so I have somewhat of a chance at getting a job with the govt within the next 2 years…Not that that really means anything necessarily but I feel good starting the new year with possibilities already presenting themselves.

Ultimately 2007 will always be a memorable year for me because marrying James means sooooo much to me. He’s my best friend, lover, and husband and I wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world! We’re so happy together, and I look forward to what 2008 has in store for us.

We’ll be moving in the next 4 months because – Happy New Year – we got a notice this morning that our rent will be increasing by almost $40 per month to $1065/mo. as of April 1st. I won’t be an April fool – we’ve got to find a bigger place for less. Which means leaving the west end, which will be hard…but given how many complaints I have about our building and all its noise and craziness, I think this is probably the push I needed to gear myself up for leaving. I have no idea where we’ll end up, but we’re going to need 2 bedrooms – one for us and one for the baby we’re hoping to have in the next while – over a year from now but in less than 2 =)

These are exciting times for sure!!

I’m not going to get too caught up in the whole ‘New Year’s Resolutions’ thing this year. I do have some, but I don’t think I should be forcing unrealistic goals upon myself just because it’s a new year. Technically, I look at the ‘new year’ starting on my birthday, which comes up on February 5th. So I have a bit more time to slack off before then =P Kidding! I think it’s important not to slack but rather to live life to its fullest each day, to the best of my ability. I want to exercise more and get my body in better shape for the sake of the baby that I want to bear healthily and in good form. I want to have a more positive self image in terms of how I look at my body and why I look at it the way I do. I want to feel healthy and alive and work hard at maintaining my health. If I don’t take care of myself, I can’t take care of someone else, so that has to be at the top of my list of priorities.

Beyond that, finding a better job is high up on the list. And other than that, between moving, hopefully getting pregnant, and living day to day, well…I don’t want to put too much more pressure on myself than that!! Although I do have one thing I want to accomplish, and that is writing AT LEAST 30 complete (as in decently written/finished) pages of a novel. Hopefully more, but I do want to be realistic about it. I want to get myself in the mode of writing something really worth reading and something I can hopefully make something of, at least to some extent. I also want to do more creative projects and maybe learn a few more skills with Photoshop so I might have a chance at doing some interesting art projects in the future.

Beyond that, being happy and feeling content with who I am is really all I want. I have a ways to go in getting there, but as long as I’m working on myself, that’s really all I can do.

At the moment I feel happy and very grateful for everything I have and all those in my life who make each day that much brighter.

I wish everyone a Happy New Year. All the best in 2008 - with health and happiness and love in your heart =)

December Picture Post

In no particular order...

I thought I would do one last picture post for the year...

First up...Xmas Lights Galore!



This last one is from Ladysmith (my birth city!) The picture doesn't do it justice, the lights display on their main street is absolutely incredible.Second up is Frosty the Snowman, the little guy I made in the backyard on the 21st.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

Tessa, enjoying the splendour of the Christmas season :)Emma napping, a favourite holiday past time!

The completed Christmas puzzle, sans one edge piece...Oh Christmas tree! And that's before most of the gifts were under it...Up close tree, check out the little ornament I made of James and myself :) Awww!
Oooh a prezzie! (Don't mind the ridiculous shirt I like to wear as pajamas!)
Prezzies times a million!
And I know this isn't Christmas related BUT what better way to finish my last Picture Post of the year than with a gem from the wedding :)

The 2nd to last post of the year...

I've been writing this over the course of the past week...Finally got enough written down that I can make a post out of it...


We got to Nanaimo on the evening of Friday the 21st and had a family get together with my parents and aunt and uncle. On Saturday we woke up to about 3 inches of snow! It came as a shock since we’d gone to bed at nearly one in the morning and it was raining, yet at 9am we were encased in white. It really felt like Christmas, although it was still 3 days away.

I went outside and made a miniature snowman – which was all I could muster considering I didn’t have any gloves or snow gear with me. We spent the day lounging around, getting last minute things done before Christmas.

On Sunday, since it had rained, the snow was pretty much gone so we went out and did what we needed – went to the pet store, liquor store, and ran errands. It was so busy out, I was relieved knowing I’d finished all my Christmas shopping long ago. People were in that mad panic mode you get into in the days before Xmas when you haven’t finished shopping. Grabbing up whatever just for the sake of having a gift under the tree for someone. It’s actually quite ridiculous when you’re standing back watching it. Sad even.

On the night of the 23rd, we started working on a Christmas puzzle of Santa with an English Springer spaniel and her litter of pups. Given we have 2 spannies in the family, it was an especially cute puzzle to complete. We finished it on Christmas Eve only to find out that one piece was missing, and an edge piece at that. But what can you do…it was fun nonetheless.

We spent Christmas Eve getting gifts under the tree, sipping drinks, and just hanging around. It’s a family tradition to have fish and chips for Xmas Eve dinner, although I of course don’t partake given that I don’t eat fish. We called around to every restaurant in Nanaimo looking for a place to get take-away fish and chips and the very few places that were open weren’t doing take-away. So we ended up at White Spot, with 3 rounds of fish and chips and a veggie burger.

I started watching Polar Express before my brother and his girlfriend showed up later in the evening and we chatted away. I finished the movie so I could hear Josh Groban sing Believe, which I love, (and my dad watched it with me – no one else seemed interested but he and I liked it!) and then we hung around till it was time to watch A Christmas Carol - the Alistair Sims version. After the show it was time to get to bed so Santa wouldn’t pass by our house.

I zonked out right away but had set the alarm for just after 8am so I wouldn’t sleep the day away. Everyone was up by about 9am, so after James and I called his mom we gathered around in the living room and passed gifts around.

Everyone really seemed to like everything we got for them. It was fun finally seeing people’s reactions to what we got them, considering we’d had (almost) everything for over a month already.

And I felt really spoiled! I got all sorts of things. James got me a new pillow ‘for people who sleep on their sides,’ which is me…and White Musk perfume from The Body Shop, which I haven’t had since I was about 14 but mentioned about a month ago that I would love to smell again and he remembered. He also got me socks (more than the pair he gave me as a pre-Xmas gift), a new pair of fingerless gloves from Urban Outfitters (which he was upset about because they’re 2 right hands so we have to exchange them!) and this really cool air mist thing for making the room smell nice. It almost looks like a lava lamp sort of thing and changes to about 6 different colours. I had asked for something similar, and this one is even better than the one I’d seen.

We also got our first husband and wife cards for each other this year. It was so cute because it turns out we both got pop-up cards for each other! Great minds think alike!!

My brother and N had books made up of our wedding, which was really incredible. It’s like we’re published in a book now, it’s quite amazing! And we got dessert wine and chocolates and lots of games, including The Newlywed Game which is AWESOME (and James and I won the first game!) and the game Things and a miniature Etch-a-Sketch and I got earrings and lip gloss and some bath stuff and all sorts of other things. We got the cutest maple syrup ever, it’s in a glass jar that looks like a bear…and we got puzzles and a puzzle mat for rolling them up and a cute cat calendar and a book of hilarious crosswords and other games…Seriously spoiled, I wasn’t just saying that. I got lots of really great stuff. And won almost $20 on scratch tickets! Oh yeah and we did get some money as well…

I got James a gift certificate to get a massage at a nice spa nearby and lots of fun stocking type stuff, including a tetris cube game and a silly hatching egg thing and other goodies. For my mom we got the Best of the 70s of Coronation Street (the best 8 episodes from each year from 70-79), and we made my parents a scrapbook from the wedding. We gave my dad some chocolates and went in on a backpack vacuum cleaner with my mom – and he was THRILLED with this gift! The guy at the store we bought it from thought we were nuts to be getting someone a vacuum as an Xmas gift but we told him, if you knew him, you’d understand. For my brother and N we got a gift certificate to Urban Barn, some wine and other things…in fact for everyone we got other things too. For his mom we got a puzzle, scrabble crosswords, soap, chocolates etc, for his dad a nice Scotch, and on it goes…

But enough about the presents!!

We spent the day drinking and playing games and had a short visit with another uncle and 3 cousins. Soon enough it was time to start preparing dinner (the turkey was cooked previously so I wouldn’t have to spend the entire day smelling it – thanks, Ma!)…There were veggies and tofurky to prepare and it seemed like it wasn’t going to come together but it did. Granny came over and we opened presents with her and then had dinner (after singing some Christmas carols!). In my Christmas cracker I got a blue crown and a plastic bike I had to put together and my joke was, “What’s the biggest ant?” and the answer was, “An elephant!”

Dinner was soooo good but I ate way too much (typical Christmas dinner). I can’t do that anymore though, I always end up regretting it later! We played Urban Myth after dinner, a game my brother got and then over tea and Chocolate Dream Whip Pie (that Granny made) we played Things. Then it was time for Granny to leave and we broke out the Cranium. So much fun! James and my mom and I won against M&N =)

Then we watched National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. We watch it every single year and seem to laugh harder every time.

After the show, Christmas was over and it was time for bed. I can’t believe Christmas day is over now but it was a really great day. We had so many laughs and it was so much fun just spending time together enjoying the day.

Today (the 26th) we’re going to be visiting with Nana, and after my brother and N have to leave tonight since they unfortunately have to work tomorrow, we’re going to go out and look at Christmas lights and enjoy the splendour of the rest of the season.

And we did just that!


After visiting with Nana and eating snacks galore we played a few rounds of The Newlywed Game (which we will never tire of, I swear!) and then M&N had to leave. We went out looking at Xmas lights, well just me and my parents…while James stayed at the house and took a nap! He gets bored of lights and always sleeps in the car when we make our annual drive through the city looking for the best lights…so it made more sense for him to just stay behind and sleep in a comfy bed instead :P We enjoyed the lights but I started feeling really sick so we cut it a bit short and went home, where I ended up throwing up (I'm sure it was motion sickness, from being in the car and going along some winding roads). I hadn’t thrown up in MONTHS, probably 3-4 months, which for me is almost a record…But I couldn’t help it, I had to break it. I felt worlds better after that though, so after a few hours we made the dinner we had planned for that evening – a cheese fondue! But not just any cheese fondue, this one had Guiness in it! It was the BEST fondue I have ever tasted, I literally could have eaten the whole thing with a spoon as a soup! Yummers. I could go for some of that right now, in fact!

For dipping into the fondue we had Brussel sprouts (leftover from Xmas dinner), celery, carrots, tomato, and a few types of bread. I can’t get over how good it all was. We ended up eating the whole entire thing till I found myself scraping to get the last out of the dish. (In answer to your question Trista, I most definitely feel as though I gained 20 pounds over the holidays – but it was oh so worth it!!)

After fondue we watched some Coronation Street and then hit the hay. Later in the morning (on the 27th) it started snowing and we were a bit concerned we wouldn’t make it to Victoria to visit James’ dad but my parents drove us down anyway, despite that it meant drive home in somewhat treacherous conditions. We spent the next 3 days in Victoria with James’ dad & B and also visited his half sister E and had fun playing pool, which is something I’d actually like to do more often. We each won a game and it was a lot of fun.

On Friday night I developed a migraine unfortunately, and spent part of Saturday trying to sleep it off…My parents came and got us Saturday night and drove us back to Nanaimo (stopping in Duncan so we could have a bite at Romeo’s, which was quite nice actually) so that on Sunday we could travel back to Vancouver via Horseshoe Bay, which makes more sense for where we live than if we’d taken the ferry from Victoria. I had a great time visiting James’ dad but it was good to get back to Nanaimo, especially given that my head was still pounding. It finally subsided Sunday afternoon, only to return about 5 minutes after boarding the ferry home…Which was no fun, because I was sitting there grabbing at my temples the entire trip over, threatening to jump overboard if the pain didn’t go away. Luckily it seemed to get better over time and by the time we had to catch the bus, it was just about gone. It’s back again now but I’m going to do my best to sleep it off before I have to get to work…Yes, I have to work on New Year’s Eve. Ugh. But that’s ok, at least it’s still only a 4 day week with New Year’s Day to look forward to!

All in all, I had an amazingly wonderful Christmas holiday. I feel sad that all this family time has to end. Not that there won’t be many future visit opportunities, but who knows when we’ll have a chance to kick back like this for days on end.

Yes, Christmas was fantastic – we relaxed, talked, laughed, played LOTS of games, ate, drank. We made rather merry, I must say.

And I had a chance to reflect on the past year, which is something I will post about before the day is out, before 2008 sets in! Until then, it’s time to go try out my new side-sleeper pillow!...

PS...Pictures to come!!


<3!

Monday, December 24, 2007

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

It’s Christmas Eve and I am happy. I can’t believe tomorrow is the big day!! Wow, this month has just whizzed by. I am starting to feel like a little kid, getting all antsy for Santa’s arrival. I love this time of year.

James and I got to my parent’s house on Friday night, and my brother and his girlfriend are on their way over tonight. We’re going to watch Xmas movies and play Cranium and drink and be merry.

Good times.

Things are going pretty well, so much I could write about but I’m not in the mood for reflecting. At some point I’ll have to do a 2007 reflection type post and talk about my resolutions for the new year, which I swear 100% I am going to stick to this time.

But not right now. I have an hour of work left to do before I’m on holiday for the rest of the week. And then I have a Christmas puzzle to help finish. And other Xmas-y types of things to do.

Have a very Merry Christmas and all the best for a Happy, Healthy 2008! xo

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Monday, December 17, 2007

The way things are

I think the way to feel better is to say that you’re not going to let it get the better of you. Learn from what happens each day and turn it into something better for the next.


That’s what I’m working on right now.

I’ve had a pretty crummy night. I just feel so miserable. I started imagining myself just plummeting through the sky to my demise. Seriously. I didn’t sit there imagining hitting the pavement, but just floating into nothingness. I have been so beside myself, it has been hard to be here.

I’m not going to hurt myself, but I can see where people can get to that point. James was really helpful to me. There’s nothing he can do to change the way I feel ultimately, but he was good with me just the same. I was absolutely freezing and just sitting there sighing so he decided to give me an early Christmas present! They’re aromatherapy socks, with a eucalyptus scent. And they’re fuzzy and extra warm and a pretty light blue colour. I don’t know if they’ll still smell like eucalyptus after being washed but either way, I love them! And it was so sweet the way he gave them to me and smiled as I opened them. I know it’s just a pair of socks, but I love the thought he put into picking them out for me.

In an attempt to keep my mind off feeling low, I got a lot accomplished in terms of finishing up Xmas gift things. I’ve got my parents’ scrapbook completed, the binding just needs to be fixed. My Nana’s album is finished, I sized and printed pictures for two little frames and we’ve pretty well finished up my mom’s gift, which is amazing because I honestly didn’t see us finishing it up till the absolute last minute.

So I’m relieved about all of that. And tomorrow’s my last day at the office till the new year. Thank goodness. I still have to work, but at least its from home and I won’t have to deal with as much of the ‘office politics’ what with being somewhat removed from it all.

I know I’ll feel better, it’ll just take a little time. It’s been a rough day but it’s just one day right?

I have a few things to take care of tomorrow night that will keep me busy, and before I know it we'll be celebrating Christmas. I really just need to relax and put my mind at ease and learn to let things go.

I'm soooo sick and tired of the rigmarole

Today I am having a no good very bad day.

You know those days where nothing seems to go right and when things do go right you can’t notice them as much because you just feel so crummy? That’s where I’m at.

I hate it when things happen that way. How one event can throw off the whole entire day. Can we say downward spiral?

I have to try to shake it off. Lots to do to prepare for Xmas. I have to finish some projects, hopefully tonight. Maybe delving into something creative will get me out of this funk.

I can’t WAIT to have a break from work. Certain people are getting on my last good nerve and I’m so sick of the gossip, it’s soooo tiring to listen to. MSN is an evil tool at work. I hate MSN but the manager wants us using it for quick convos, work related of course. Well I don’t think I’ve had a single work related convo on there yet, unless it was to bitch and moan about the job. Today I had 3 people writing to me at a time about all sorts of gossip bullshit and it got slightly out of control and made me want to bash my head into my computer screen.


Time to leave work behind for the night, before I go completely insane.

I wish I could stay up all night and sleep in late tomorrow

Tonight we had another family Christmas get together, this time including my aunt and uncle. The eight of us went to Balthazar. I used to love that place, now I give it a 2 thumbs waaaaaaaaaaaay down. The place is dead to me, I will never go back. For one thing, they now have ostrich on the menu, which obviously doesn’t sit well with me. Second, there is even less vegetarian selection on the menu than there was before, which wasn’t all that much to begin with. Third, they got rid of the pistachio encrusted brie appetizer. Hello, why would you do that?! Four, the prices have skyrocketed and it wasn’t all that cheap before…Five, the waitress was a total dingbat and kept sticking her boobs out when she came to the table, as if any of us were impressed. She was so ditzy, I felt bad for her, for about 2 seconds. Six, the portions were small for how much they cost. I just flat out was completely unimpressed with the place. It’s really too bad. I used to enjoy going there. But I will never go again.

We had a great time though – I mean, at least the company was top notch! Afterwards we came back to our place where we had wine, tea, coffee and dessert, which consisted of some nice bakery items that we (me and my parents) picked up in Port Moody this afternoon when we were at Newport Village. And we also had some of the Maple Walnut Fudge I made. Yummers!

We had a great visit, I think that’s the first time we’ve had that many people over at once. We don’t really throw parties per se, just a few people over at a time usually. And for good reason, besides not necessarily wanting to host huge parties. We simply don’t have the room! As it was, we had to get creative with seating arrangements, but it worked out and we had lots of laughs. I love my family!

At dinner James, my bro and N got into a bit of a convo about life and what our lives mean after we die. They were saying how we’re nothing, really, and how a few generations down the line if not before, we’ll be completely forgotten, or at the very least, the version of us in existence won’t be anything like the actual us. I don’t know why exactly, but that thought really depressed me. It’s great to think that way sometimes in the sense that it helps you put your life into better perspective – no point sweating the small stuff since it’s all insignificant anyhow, that sort of thing…But on the other hand it can be very depressing to think about. It makes me wonder what this is all for and why we’re even here to begin with. Mind you, I like to be a bit more optimistic about things, as I hope that even if it’s a small difference, each one of us has the capacity to make the world a better place and contributing to that isn’t worthless. Even if I might not be recognized as an individual, I can still do good things. But still…the whole conversation really reinforced how badly I want to publish a book before I die. I really hope I’m able to do that. If not, well, I guess what can you do right, but it would be a real shame if it didn’t happen…

It’s pouring with rain and it’s late and I have to be up in less than 6 hours so it’s cuddle up to hubby and nighty nights time for now. I know my book can’t get written if I’m asleep, but unfortunately it’s going to have to take a back seat to sleep and work for the moment =P

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Celebrate the good times!

Two years ago today, James and I got engaged :) Time sure flies!! I remember it like it was yesterday. It was such a happy and exciting time, I remember I was on top of the world and felt like nothing could ever stop me. Sure, the high subsides to some degree, I mean you can't have a perma-grin and skip around like everything in the world is peachy forever without everyone else resenting you for it! LOL But the feeling hasn't completely vanished either. I still thank my lucky stars every day that I have James in my life.

The process of being engaged and then getting married was the most special time of my life so far. It was amazing. And being married now is the best ever, I love it and I love James and I love us as a couple for life and beyond!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas


Last night, my parents, brother and N, and James and I went on a Christmas Karaoke Trolley Tour. As we drove along to see the Festival of Lights (scroll down to see some pictures) at Van Dusen Gardens, we got to sing classic Christmas carols. Once there, we were amazed by all the lights. It was magical! Everywhere you looked and everywhere you turned there was something different to gawk at. They even did a lights show where lights flickered on and off to the tune of Christmas songs, which was quite incredible to see. Unfortunately it was raining for most of it, but those of us without umbrellas were wearing Christmas hats, so the rain wasn’t too bothersome.

After checking out that display, we all hopped back on the trolley and sang yet more carols as we made our way to Stanley Park, where they have the Bright Lights Christmas Train. The train was sold out for the night but we walked around and saw all sorts of cute Christmas lights displays. Then the train dropped us back off at Canada Place and we went to my brother’s place for a warm drink and visit before heading home.

It was a fun way to start our Christmas celebrations!

Pictures to come – I still have to load them onto my computer. I took LOTS though so hopefully I’ll be able to make a post of them =)

Saturday, December 15, 2007

I wish it didn't have to be this way

I’m feeling sort of…I don’t know…

I’m happy, don’t get me wrong. I’m looking forward to Christmas and all of that. I don’t have the winter season blues or anything.

But there are two issues that are nagging on me somewhat.

Here they are:

  1. The stuff that’s going on in the building we live in.

It’s insane here. And I’m past being tired of it.

Last Sunday, our poor manager put up with way more than anyone should ever have to. First, someone smashed a window by the front door in order to get into the building. Upon dealing with the person who broke in, she was attacked. The guy was so high on drugs that it took four police officers to subdue him and take him away. A few hours later, another guy got into the building who wasn’t supposed to be there, and when the manager confronted him, he dislocated her shoulder. I feel so bad for her. And nervous about all that’s going on in the apartment…

We had put in an order for making wine 6 weeks ago and this morning we went and bottled it. So on our way in, we stopped by the manager’s office and gave her and her husband a bottle as a sort of Xmas gift/Thank you for all you do here gift. We got to talking with them about the recent goings on, and it turns out that there’s a drug dealer living in the building. No idea what drugs they sell but it sounds to me like it’s not just marijuana…Apparently prostitute types and addicts of all sorts have been coming and going from that particular suite. So now I feel even more wrought up about this place than I was before.

Another woman who was in the manager’s office was mentioning crystal meth, and how if someone in the building is making that, she doesn’t want to live here. (Well, neither do I!) It’s apparently highly flammable and once a fire starts, it’s pretty hard to put out. Great. Oh yeah, did I mention the fire alarm went off (yet again) this morning???

Apparently they expect this to be an ongoing problem and that women should be careful because they’re going to be targets of abuse. And that one of these guys was going to random floors and knocking on the doors yelling things like, “You better let me the fuck in there.” Can you imagine?! I’d be terrified if someone knocked on our door yelling such things. And when they’re doing it, these people are high as kites, thinking nothing in the world can stop them. Drugs are scary, scary things.

Why do we live here again????? I should not have to be afraid in my own home.

And now for the other thing that’s eating me up inside…

  1. The issue of where we’re going to move to/live somewhat long term.

There’s no way I want to have a baby while living in this hell hole. I don’t even want to live in this area when we move. I love the west end for many reasons and will miss things about it terribly after we leave. But this is NOT where I want to raise my kids. Nor could we afford to even if we did want to.

So where are we supposed to go? Where can we live that has nice accommodations but also at a decent price??

I guess I always imagined raising my kids in more of a smaller city/town. When I was growing up in Nanaimo, it had more of a small town feel somehow. When you walked down the street, people were friendly, made eye contact, said hello. Even today, if I was walking along the seawall in Nanaimo, people would be happy and friendly and neighbourly you could say. Here, people avert their eyes, ignore, wouldn’t acknowledge you to save their own lives. I don’t want to raise my kids in that type of environment.

I want to live in a detached home, ultimately, although I honestly have my doubts that it will ever happen, unless we move far far into the boonies somewhere. It’s not realistic anywhere around here. Not unless you’re rich, which we’re far from.

A townhouse would be nice – enough bedrooms for all of us (once we have our 2 kids!) We could even have a dog hopefully and there’d be a communal yard with a play area for the chicklets. But is that even affordable? I’m honestly not quite sure…

We’re thinking of looking into places like Courtney and other smaller places on the island to see what it would cost to have a place there. Then we’d also be closer to our families, which, let’s face it, is going to be pretty important once we have kids. I want our parents to be able to be close to our children.

But what about work? For me, I don’t really care. I’ll work wherever – I honestly just want a job that’s a job – I want to be able to put in my hours and then leave work and have my family be what’s most important. But what about James? He’s in the computer industry and right now has a very well paying job…I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to do something he enjoys that pays as well on the island. I’m sure we could get away with earning less and still have more depending on what city we choose to live in, but still…I have concerns about this (and so does he, obviously). And while he’s been able to work from home here and there and did full time for the first 2 years at this job, he has to be in the office now (which they’ve opened one in Vancouver finally) because he’s in more of a management role and will have more people working under him as time goes on. Assuming he chooses to stay with this company.

So yeah. There are so many concerns.

And it’s something we need to figure out I would say within the next 6 months, because I want to move before we’re due for a baby! And I want to have the baby within the next year and a half, so it’d be nice to be settled somewhere before that.

I’m not saying we have to work towards owning something in that time frame though, I’m fine with renting somewhere till we know for sure it’s where we want to be. But I’d just like to have an inkling of what we’re going to be doing and where we’ll be. I hate how everything is up in the air.

I know one thing for sure: I want to move SOON. It’s just a matter of figuring out where and whether or not it’s affordable. I’m hoping we’ll be able to get something bigger for relatively the same price as our place is now…If we’re not living someplace central, we should be able to get a better deal. But prices everywhere seem to be skyrocketing, it’s almost becoming impossible to own anything. We might be able to afford a shed in someone’s backyard, but even that's iffy!

I wish times were simpler. I wish these things didn’t weigh so heavily on my conscience.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Guilty as sin

It’s Christmas time and I don’t much feel like going on about serial killers and the horrors of the world. But given the Criminologist in me, I feel compelled to mention that Robert William Pickton was convicted of 2nd degree murder on all 6 counts. He has to serve the entire 25 year sentence before he’s illegible for parole. And I’m 100% sure that if he’s still alive after 25 years in jail, he will not be granted parole, ever. He’ll be deemed a Dangerous Offender like Clifford Olson. It takes a lot to gain such status in Canada, but you mark my words, it will happen to Willie!

I understand the argument made by the other victims’ friends and family…That they want to have their loved ones acknowledged for the injustices they faced, and so they see it that another trial should ensue to account for the rest of the victims. I really do understand where these people are coming from…But I’m also very concerned about the idea of hundreds upon hundreds of millions of tax dollars supporting that when it’s clear what Pickton did, and it’s even more clear that he’ll never again see the light of day anyway. So why go through all of that? For what?

I personally think it would make far more sense to hold a ceremony for all those that wish to acknowledge all the women who went missing from the downtown east side. They could read out the names of all the women, have their loved ones say a few words about them – humanize them and bring to light the injustices they faced. In a perfect world…well in a perfect world there would be no need for this, but imagine if those hundreds of millions of dollars were instead spent on social services for women in need? Rather than having a trial that will only lead us to the same conclusion we already have, why not put the money toward a worthy cause?

I’ve become quite tired of hearing about the case, truthfully. I feel really bad for all the people affected by the goings on at Pickton’s farm, and I wish we could go back in time and have all the women back and instead have Willie accidentally fall into the chipper himself. Oops, did I say that out loud? But we can’t go back in time, and the trial is over now, he’s guilty, we all know what he did. And now I think it’s time to move on with our lives…

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Christmas is fast approaching...

Its been a while.

Let’s see…

On Sunday we had our family get together and all the baking was a big hit.

I drank tequila and kind of wish I hadn’t…I didn’t get sick but I wasn’t feeling well pretty much the whole rest of that night. I had a bad love affair (two one night stands, really) with tequila a few years back and vowed never to touch the stuff after getting so sick both times. But enough time had passed, I thought maybe this time would be different. Instead, I’ve firmly decided that another drop of tequila will never pass my lips. I can definitely live without it.

We’re really getting geared up for Christmas now – less than 2 weeks to go before the big day! I can hardly wait. I’m so excited to spend time with family and just kick back and relax. James and I both booked off the 27th and 28th so we’ll have just about a whole week off, which is going to be wonderful. I’m also looking forward to giving people their gifts. Given how long I’ve had everything from doing my shopping so early, I’m itching to give people their pressies!

I’m also just really grateful in general that I have the people in my life that I do. I was talking to one of our neighbours the other day and he was saying how his partner isn’t that big on Christmas. Asking why, he told me that he doesn’t have any family really, and that both his parents have passed away so he just isn’t that keen on the holidays. That made me feel so sad. I couldn’t imagine not having my parents and brother and of course James and other family members to share the holidays with. I’m so lucky to have the people in my life that I do, people who I look forward to spending time with. To me, that’s what the holidays are all about.

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Over-indulgence!

We’re having our first of many pre-Christmas family gatherings tomorrow. For the occasion, I made:

  • Perfect Maple Walnut Fudge (I’m not saying it’s perfect cuz I made it, that’s the name of the recipe!)
  • Snickerdoodles (Sugar cookies coated in a mixture of sugar and cinnamon, oh my god do they ever taste amazing!)
  • Coconut Macaroons (I added Mint Chocolate Chips to give them some Christmas oomph!)
  • A dozen Peanut Butter Cookies…and I currently have on the go
  • Cheesecake Cookie Cups (I hope they turn out…I have to wait for them to cool before adding a cherry topping and then refrigerate them…) Oh and there’s also
  • A dozen Chocolate Chip Cookies – because there was dough leftover from the cheesecake cups =)

Yum!! And WOW!! I can’t believe I’ve spent this much time in the kitchen. I enjoy baking, although there’s always a recipe I manage to screw up and feel bad about…This time it was the Macaroons, although I managed to salvage them enough that no one would know they’re not quite how they should be!

I don’t bake often because James won’t eat sweets much and I have a big sweet tooth, which is a bad combination when it comes time to zipping up my pants. But I make an exception at Christmas time, because, well, tis the season to indulge! Mainly, though, it’s because there are more people around to share it all with. I would not have made 12 Cheesecake Cookie Cups for the two of us, for example! I’m really looking forward to seeing everyone’s reactions tomorrow when they try my goodies. I hope everything is well received! It’s hard to go wrong with butter and sugar and different variations of cookie, so all should be well =)

I’m feeling a lot better than I was this morning…I’m doing my absolute best to shake off any amount of sick I might feel. I DO NOT have the patience to deal with a cold or a flu right before Christmas. I NEED to be healthy and so far I think I’m much better off than I thought I was going to be at this point…So I’m happy!

Time to clean house and prepare for tomorrow…

Cat Brains

I was planning on putting the girls' scratch post in our storage unit for the time being. We usually have it in the bedroom but they rarely use it and I thought it would be nice to free up the extra space. I brought it out of the bedroom and moved it over by the dining room while I got other things sorted for storage, and in seconds Moorka had claimed her new spot. Which of course couldn't last since I wasn't about to leave it sitting in the middle of the room...But suffice it to say, it has yet to make its way down to storage. (We compromised and it's up against the wall in the dining room - not its permanent location but I've given in for now!)

If you look behind this silly cat, you can see her very own kitty tent, provided by IKEA complete with her very own plush blanket. Which, I must say, she uses daily, so it's not like it's just sitting there collecting dust. But what is up with, instead of gravatating toward her cozy warm safe haven, settling in on a pile of wires?!
But we shouldn't question her. Just look at that face, Fifi obviously has a clear plan and she doesn't need any of us messing with it!
Gotta love the pets!

The Saturday Christmas Funnies

FIRST something that's NOT funny. I think I'm coming down with a cold/flu. Started last night and I thought it was something I could just sleep off and would feel better in the morning. But I'm feeling worse this morning, which indicates it's something more than I was hoping it was. I must have jinxed myself the other day while telling someone I've felt so healthy lately with regards to not getting a single sniffle this whole season. I'm reeeally hoping I can fend it off and all symptoms will magically disappear very soon because 1. I have Christmas baking to do for a get together tomorrow, 2. We're supposed to be going to P&H's today and I was really looking forward to holding baby L and 3. Our get together tomorrow with my family includes my grandma, who if I make sick will NEVER let me live it down...not to mention how horrible I'd feel if I gave it to anyone else...

BUT without further ado, some Christmas funnies. Since no one in my 'real' life knows about my blog, I'm not too concerned about people seeing their cards before Xmas! Here are some of the great ones:

This first one is for my parents. This summer I took a picture of them posing this way (as a joke). They have very serious looks on their faces and my dad is sitting with my mom standing beside him, the way portraits were often taken in the 'olden days.' I printed it in a sort of sepia colour that I played around with in Photoshop to make the picture look old, and I added it to the inside of the card. They'll get a kick out of it for sure!

This cat one is for my bro-in-law and his girlfriend, who's cat is always getting into mischief, including eating tinsel (which, honestly, they shouldn't have in the house given they have a cat, but that's just me!)
Most likely for my father-in-law and his significant other...
Soooo funny...this one is definitely for my Nana. She will LOVE it!!
For my brother and his girlfriend...I love it!For the mother-in-law and her hubby...
We don't usually buy cards, or if we do they're not usually funnies but serious nice ones. Since one of the gifts I'm doing up for my parents is a scrapbook of our wedding, I didn't have the extra time I normally would to do handmade cards. So this year we decided to go with cards that are bound to make people laugh. They were fun to pick out too, there are some dandies out there, let me tell you!!

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.

Guys whose every second word is fuckin’. I don’t understand them and I find them extremely unattractive. Not to mention obnoxious.

Couple that with the whiniest man voice EVER and you have our new next door neighbour.

He’s totally getting on my nerves.

I was going to go knock on his door and ask him politely to keep it down, just to let him know that the sound carries in case he didn’t realize it. But I don’t know how comfortable I feel with him knowing it’s me specifically that’s complaining about him.

I was going to put an anonymous note under his door, which is still an option. My concern is doing it when he might be home – he could open the door right away and see it’s me. Thing is, he lives in a bachelor suite so it’s small, and if something slides under his door suddenly, chances are he’s going to notice.

I’m considering talking to the manager of the building, although I hate being a snitch.

BUT…I also hate inconsiderate people.

In other news…

There are a bunch of topics I want to touch on but I just feel so damn tired lately. By the time it comes down to me sitting and writing things out, I don’t have the energy for it. It’s a sad reality for me right now.

  • I have a few picture posts I want to do, so stay tuned for those in the days to come…
  • I want to write about the Pickton case but I think I’ll just leave it at this: If they don’t find him guilty I am going to be SHOCKED.
  • I want to write about how I feel about this. Heartbroken doesn’t quite cover it, but yeah…Definitely some things there that I feel the need to vent about.
  • Christmas – I want to write about the holiday season and the pros and cons of certain aspects of it. And how sometimes we get so caught up in it that things we normally think of as ‘cons’ get thrown out the window…More on that to come.

I really hope I find the energy to go through all these topics. I’m hoping that by writing out a bit of a list, I will be inspired/given the kick in the pants that I need to get to it!

But right now, this blanket and pillow laying beside me are looking rather inviting…

=D

My pun titles are on hiatus...

I decided this morning, enough is enough. I need to get a pap test, considering its been about 2 years since my last one and I’m tired of having to go back to the drop-in clinic every couple of months to get more pills. Last time I went the doctor told me I needed a pap in order to get more, that soon they would stop writing me prescriptions for birth control.

So I called Options for Sexual Health to see if I could get in next week. Unfortunately, the clinic my file is at isn’t taking appointments till mid January. I don’t want to wait that long. So I called the drop-in I go to and told the receptionist I’m finding it really difficult to find someone who will do a pap, so what should I do?

She informed me that they have a gynaecologist now who does paps one day a week, but you have to go in to see a different doctor first to get a referral to see him. Oh, the rigmarole of drop-ins!

So I went in, and despite being told there was no wait time, I waited close to 45 minutes to see the doctor. When I told him why I needed a referral, he told me I could do it that way, or, if I wanted to get it over and done with right away, he would do it right then.

So I went for it. I thought I might as well just get it out of the way and not have to go back on Monday. So it worked out in that sense. Over. And. Done. With. !

But while I was there, I also needed to discuss another issue.

I’ve been getting this pain lately, a really sharp almost unbearable pain. I don’t know how to describe exactly where without just pointing but…it’s on my right side and I thought it might be in where my ovaries are (paranoia, perhaps?!) but it turns out from looking online that the ovaries are up waaay higher from where my pain is. The doctor said it sounds like my hip joint. But even though I told him it’s really painful, he didn’t seem all that concerned. Even though its been going on for months already, he said I should leave it a few months more and ‘go from there.’ Doctors at these walk-in clinics love to say that. Just sweep it under the rug and vacuum it up when you go to throw the rug out. In the meantime, I guess I’m supposed to forget about it.

No, this diagnosis (or lack thereof) is not acceptable, but I can pretty much guarantee you if I went to another doctor about it, they’d pretty much give me the same answer. That’s just the way of things it seems. I’m not happy with the state of our health care system at present. I appreciate what we have but I’m not impressed with all we’re lacking.

When he said it was the hip joint I said, ‘Oh, well maybe if I do more exercises or something it might help?’ and he sort of shrugged but for the most part had nothing to say to that. I’ve had numerous doctors shrug at the idea of exercise, when I thought it could do a world of good to be more fit and active?! You wouldn’t know it by what the doctors say…

So I’m taking matters into my own hands somewhat and I’ve decided I’m going to log each time that the pain happens, where I am, what I’m doing and what the pain feels like and where. That way I can see over the coming months if there’s a pattern with regards to when the pain happens and maybe I’ll be able to figure things out without further testing. Maybe it really is nothing. Although I’m curious as to why ‘nothing’ amounts to sharp pains that pretty much take my breath away. It goes as quickly as it comes and it’s not like it’s happening constantly, but when I’m experiencing it I’m literally wondering if it’s going to go up and attack my heart and kill me or what.

But yeah, that’s our medical system for you…At least the pap test is over and done with, and as long as it all comes back that I’m in the clear, I won’t have to go for another one for two years. Which I just realized isn’t true at all, because I hope to have a baby in that time frame, so there are going to be exams galore! I just wish I could find a proper family doctor first. I asked this doctor today about that and he said, “It takes work to find a regular doctor…ask your friends and family and see if they can help you find someone.” But pretty much all of my family lives on the island and I’ve asked people for referrals but everyone I know is pretty much in the same boat as me – walk-in clinic or no doctor at all is the way of it. I’m going to have to do some research on this, because I really don’t want some stranger delivering my child for me, for example! That would seem outrageous…

I’m considering going off the pill in a month or two. I asked this doctor if the length of time I’ve been on it is dangerous or should be of concern and he said no, so he’s the 4th doctor who has said the same thing, that it really shouldn’t be cause for concern being on it long term. So I was happy to hear that at least…But I do want to go off it soon and consider having a baby within the next year and a bit. It makes me nervous to think about, but it’s definitely something I want in the relatively near future. That’s why it’s so important to me that I work on being as healthy as possible in general, in order to optimize the health of our hypothetical baby!

Being a woman is hard work sometimes. I mean, men have to maintain their health too, of course, and have issues of their own. (I don't know how they walk around with those things!!) But being the one who has to carry the child is such a huge responsibility! It doesn’t seem fair somehow that everything has to be on the woman…Although I know that with a husband like James, I’ll have the greatest support throughout the whole thing. But I’m getting a bit ahead of myself…we’re not quite there yet!

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Santa's helpers are subordinate Clauses.

On Sunday James and I made a gingerbread house.

We had fun decorating it together...
And eating candy (...maybe a bit too much!!)
Now it smells like gingerbread in our apartment, very Christmasy :)

I love the holidays!!

And today is our 9 year anniversary of being together, so it's definitely a time to celebrate! <3!

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

He drove his expensive car into a tree and found out how the Mercedes bends.

I told myself I wasn’t going to go back to being a non-poster just because November was over but look at me, a few days goes by and I nearly forgot about the ol’ bloggy wog. Funny how that happens!

I wonder if our new neighbour just doesn’t realize how loud he’s being…or if he just doesn’t care. I’m so annoyed – and he’s only been living there for 4 days!!! Now there is noise on all sides. James says, “Well, that’s part of apartment living” and I know it’s true, but that doesn’t make it seem any better. I’m sick of apartment living then, how’s that?

I want to be able to lay on my couch and not have to hear someone saying ‘Fuck man…eff this eff that’ and so on and so forth. I should be able to sit on my own god damn couch without feeling like someone else is sitting right behind me chattering away…Someone I don’t even know. Blaring loud obnoxious music when I just get home from work and want to relax. I have to turn up MY music to drown him out, even though I don’t even want to be listening to music at all!

I’m tired of the noise. I literally have nowhere to go now for solitude, to relax! I’m looking forward to being in Nanaimo at Christmas time – my parents’ house is nice and quiet. I always feel more at ease there. And it’s great that it’s nice and quiet and enjoyable there, but it should be HERE too.

Oh now he’s raising his voice. Yes, I can foresee some words being shared in the near future. I just have to think up the best approach to dealing with this. Maybe a friendly (anonymous) note slipped under the door letting him know the walls aren’t quite as thick as he might think?!

Sunday, December 02, 2007

...

Well we definitely ended up with more snow yesterday! James and I went out to do a few last minute things for Christmas and while we were out it snowed an absolute blizzard. I rarely welcome the snow so James was enjoying my enthusiasm. There was just something sort of magical and fun about the whole thing.

It stopped snowing late last night but has since started up again. It’s still not much compared to, for example, Nanaimo, where they have about a foot now. But that’s ok…Truth be told, I like weekend snow but I don’t much care for it when I have to make my way to work in the morning, or go up a hill to my bus stop to come home when said hill is a sheet of ice…I don’t do all that well on ice, truth be told. I’m a bit of a wimp. But it’s mainly because none of my shoes seem to have any traction!

So I was thinking about a sort of a random thing yesterday about myself…I don’t like to say ‘Bye.’ I do SAY Bye to people at times but I feel uneasy about it being the last thing I’ve said.

This goes back to the very last time I saw my grandfather…

It was Halloween day, 1994. He was dying of cancer, and wilted away fairly quickly from the time he told us there was something wrong. He was at the point of no return, and it had basically become a waiting game. The thing is, not ever having had someone close to me die, I wasn’t entirely prepared for it. You never can be, really, even if it is staring you right in the face. This little thing called denial creeps up and won’t let you believe that it’s happening until far after the fact…

So we went over for a quick visit, I can’t remember why exactly, if we were there specifically to pop in to see my grandpa or if there was something we were dropping off or what. I don’t remember being there for long, and I only spent about 5 minutes with my grandpa. It was a bit of an awkward visit. He was lying in bed and we went into the bedroom to see him. That alone made me feel uneasy, because as a rule we’d never been allowed to go into Grandma and Grandpa’s room. My Grandma always had the bed made up all nice and I think she was concerned about kids getting in there and mussing it up. So the bedroom had just always been off limits and I’d been used to that, even once I was past the age where I would have created a mess in there anyway. Now here I was, standing inside it, my grandfather lying in bed like a child home sick from school and I didn’t know how to react.

At 14, I wasn’t equipped to handle something like this. So I just went with the first thing that came to my mind and I said, “Hi Grandpa, how are you?” He forced a smile and said, “Oh, I’m feeling just great!’ through his now raspy, barely recognizable voice. And although I was very good at hiding it (I never much liked people to see me cry), my eyes welled up with tears and I instantly regretting asking a sick and dying person the worst question they could probably be asked at such a time.

Then the focus became getting rid of a cob web for him, so my dad went over to the door frame where my grandpa saw it and started swinging his arm around trying to get it. It of course wasn’t there, but for my grandpa it never went away and it was driving him crazy. That’s what morphine will do to you.

We talked about the weather and I told him that we were on our way to Gram’s house to drop off Halloween candy for her to give out. I told him the different varieties of candy we had for her and other totally ridiculous tidbits of information that really didn’t matter. Soon enough it was time for us to go.

I wanted to run over to my grandpa and hug him and tell him I loved him and didn’t want him to die. But I resisted, because to do such a thing would make me start bawling and I wasn’t comfortable enough with my emotions to do that. I didn’t want to cause a scene or get people feeling upset. If anyone had taught anyone not to share their emotions, it was my grandparents. With that generation, you just don’t talk about negative things, let alone throw yourself at people with fear and regret. So I held back and we said our goodbyes and off we went, me and my dad, to drop Halloween candy off at Gram’s.

That night was the night my grandfather came to me in my dream. A dream I still recall as having actually happened, although I can’t quite explain how. The dream where he was sitting there in their vestibule, wearing a thick baby blue terry cloth robe, telling me he was going to die and that he loved me.

And while this would comfort me in the hard times to come, the feeling that he’d thought to visit me personally to let me know he cared but that it was his time…I still never quite got over the fact that we said ‘Bye’ so easily that last time I saw him in waking life…Said ‘Bye’ so casually, as if we’d be having another visit in a day or two, like it was no big deal to be parting ways because there would always be a next time.


Instead, the next morning I woke to my mom letting me know that Grandpa had been taken to hospital. I asked if he would be coming home – it wasn’t the first time he’d been whisked off in an ambulance in recent days. But this time my mom shook her head, in a weak voice said, “I don’t know.” I remember the way the light shone through the hallway into my room, casting a shadow over my mother’s face. I wanted to hide under the covers and slip back into another dream. A dream where my grandfather was healthy again and death was the farthest thing from our minds. But it was time to get up to get ready for school.

My grandfather spent that day in hospital. And the next morning, the morning of November 2nd, he died before I got to school. But because my brother and I both had tests that day, my dad didn’t let on when he came home from the hospital to take us to school. I asked how grandpa was doing and my dad replied, “The same.” It wasn’t till we got home that we were told the truth. Even though I didn’t want to believe it, I kind of had an inkling it was going to happen that day. In gym class, my first class of the day, we’d gone for a run. Where I’d usually do more of a walk-run thing, that day I was in full sprint mode. I gave it my all. And as I was coming down the hill heading back to the school, I saw the clouds lift and the soft hint of a rainbow off in the distance. I thought of my grandfather then, and as I ran I felt tears spring into my eyes. I let one fall down my cheek before wiping it away, and continued on, the crunch of gravel under my feet and the cold air filling my lungs.

I don’t much care for the whole ‘Bye, I’ll see ya later’ thing as a result of being misled by such words in the past. These are things everyone says…You have to say goodbye in some form or another when you part ways with someone. But the hope is that it’s not going to be the last time you get to say it. And being a bit of a superstitious person, it’s hard for me to use terms that concern me that I might be jinxing myself. I don’t much care for the uncertainty of goodbyes. But I know that they’re necessary. And who knows…despite my lack of belief in certain things, maybe they aren’t forever.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

Toboggan: Why we go to an auction.

We got our first little bit of snow last night, although despite not enjoying snow a whole lot (in terms of the ice and slush I have to deal with when I go out in it in my shoes that get water logged even in rain…) I hope it snows more so I can actually see it falling. There’s something far more magical about watching the snow fall and accumulate on the ground than waking up to slushy streets and a bit of snow left on the grassy bits and sidewalks.

Since writing that, it has started snowing again, but very, very faintly. We’ll see if it turns into a blizzard!

Back in the day I could sleep in till really late hours. I felt like I had a major sleep in today getting up just after 9am, having gone to bed around midnight! I didn’t set my alarm, just got up when I woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep. It’s refreshing to wake up whenever and discover it’s a day where work doesn’t exist!

This post is going to be somewhat random and all over the place…I have a few things I want to touch on but I don’t want to wait and do them in separate posts. So here goes.

For one thing, I’m going to be somewhat of a picture whore. Well not really but I’m going to post a few pictures of me in one of my favourite shirts =)

Now that I’ve got that out of my system...

I have to mention the movie Year of the Dog.

(Which relates to my veggie shirt, come to think of it!)

We’ve had it in our possession for a while but hadn’t got around to watching it yet. I had picked it out, thought it would be a good one, but I think James was worried it was going to be like a Molly Shannon SNL skit. (Which it was NOT).

But Trista said she and Kyle watched it the other night and enjoyed it…So I made the what-movie-are-we-going-to-watch decision last night and guess what? We both LOVED it!

We couldn’t stop laughing in parts. I was crying about 5 minutes into the movie and then I was laughing throughout the whole thing. I don’t usually get super emotional during movies, whether it be tears of sadness or howls of laughter…So this all meant good things.

I honestly LOVED the movie so much, it’s HILARIOUS and touching and did I mention FUNNY?!?!?!?! I got a real kick out of it.

My absolute favourite part was when Newt took Peggy to his favourite vegetarian restaurant.

“There are a couple of things that are really amazing...um…The seitan Sloppy Joe….uuh…the tempeh BLT is good…tofu chop…"

Oh my GOD that was funny…being a vegetarian, I found it extremely humourous. It’s true how a lot of people will be veggie but then the meals they’re making or ordering have all these simulated meat products involved. There’s nothing wrong with that per se, I partake in it as well from time to time. (Altho for the most part I don't tend to enjoy things that taste too close to animals)...But it just really struck a chord with me in this movie and made me laugh hysterically. Literally hysterically too, I had tears streaming down my face and I was practically laughing like a hyena. I know it wasn’t really THAT funny but I was in a crazy mood I guess. I went back and watched it THREE times and laughed just as hard if not harder each time.


Thing is, you’re going to watch it and be like, WTF was she on about?! But for some reason I just LOVE LOVE LOVED the movie. And her friend Layla – a regular RIOT! Sooooo good. Seriously one of my favourite movies right now.

Other than that…well I guess that’s all I’s got for this post. I’m going to do a Christmas post soon but for now, it’s time to go get some things done that I’ve been putting off…

Enjoy your Saturday =)



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