tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-183919102011-04-21T15:52:06.962-04:00Here I am in all my glory...enjoy!!bag marlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06218348756917766437noreply@blogger.comBlogger2681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18391910.post-14752755834000844282009-01-29T06:37:00.002-05:002009-01-29T06:40:25.928-05:00

Someone just got taken into police custody in my parking lot. Good morning to you, sir!

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1) There's a medical transfer van sitting out front of my building which means that someone has a medical issue. I'm getting bored of sitting and waiting for the person to come out, but since I live here I figure I have the right to know what's going on--this is official loft business.2) To keep me from being too bored I'm being entertained by the fact that someone called by-law to report some

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It's a snowy day in the K-dub (that and my knees feel like they are one misstep away from an embarrassing walking incident ala April 2007), so I decided it would be a good morning to finally blog about my trip to California in November.My dad decided to celebrate his 60ith (wowza!) at my aunt and uncle's new property in LaQuinta (which will be known as Palm Springs from now on...there are way too

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Our first major touristy outing after my aunt and uncle left was to hit up the Living Desert Zoo & Gardens. It was a great way to spend a day... We saw all kinds of African and North American desert wildlife exhibits, got up close and personal with hummingbirds and butterflies (one of the hummingbirds tried to attacked me...and I liked it!), toured the wildlife hospital, went on a desert hike,

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I learned that palms that aren't tidied up are kind of ugly. But at least they provide good hiding spots for animals, birds, and insects.There were some pretty huge palms!

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The next day we headed out to Palm Springs to visit Tahquitz Canyon. We decided to get there as early as we could to try and beat the heat, but since it didn't open until 10 am, it didn't really work. Regardless, it was very beautiful and it was a great hike.

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Some much needed shade...The money shot! Tahquitz Falls is seasonal, so I'm very thankful that I got to experience it. It's about 60 feet high--amazing! I could have sat here all day and enjoyed the fabulousness...A mortar used by the Cahuilla Indians.After the hike we watched a video that explained how the canyon got its name:The canyon's name is rooted in Cahuilla lore. Tahquitz was a legendary

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The next day we decided to check out Palm Canyon:Fifteen miles long, Palm Canyon is one of the great beauty spots in Western North America. Its indigenous flora and fauna, which the Cahuilla peoples so expertly used, and its abundant Washingtonia filifera (California Fan palm trees), are breathtaking contrasts to the stark, rocky gorges and barren desert lands beyond. There

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Oh shade and water, how you make a hike on a hot day more bearable!How awesome to see palms in the middle of the desert--it was really breathtaking!

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We opted out of visiting the Andreas Canyon after Palm Canyon because it was just so darn hot. Silly unseasonably warm temperatures...it's like you wanted me to just sit by the pool reading all day!Anyway, we drove close-ish to the entrance, just to check it out a bit and this is what we saw......so lovely! And bonus points for more shade!!So the hikes were definitely the highlights of the trip.

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Best housewarming gift EVER!!!

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Chelle is getting married and has asked me to be in the wedding party. This is my first wedding party experience and I just have to say that I'm SOOOOO thankful that Chelle refuses to be ridiculous about her wedding.While I was home for Christmas we did some wedding and bridesmaid dress shopping. Terrible dresses were tried on by all (with some nice dresses in there for good measure). Wouldn't

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Here's the winner of the bridesmaid dress... Picture it in red (sans flowers) and a little shorter.

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A girl could get used to this... Who knew November weather could be so fabulous! Yay for fabulous sun!

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To know me is to know that I have a slight (or not-so-slight) obsession with Montreal. If Montreal were a person I would have a hopeless crush on it, even though I would know in my heart it was out of my league. It's just so dreamy!Luckily for me, Rach is living in Montreal, so I took the first opportunity for time off that I could get (I'm no longer working 2 jobs! yay!) and I hopped on the

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On Sunday we did what everyone who's anyone does--we went for brunch at L'Avenue! You're guaranteed to stand in a line, but it's sooo worth it (especially when there is a manequin to entertain you).I was a little sad that they didn't have my favourite (caramelized bananas with English cream crepes) on the menu anymore--maybe it's just a summer thing?--but the banana and nutella crepes I had were

bag marlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06218348756917766437noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18391910.post-15120752616942710142008-11-07T07:52:00.007-05:002008-11-07T08:50:33.882-05:00

I'm worried that these are coming back. I've seen way more than I'd like to admit in the past few months (although some of them are braided, not everyone is rocking such a perfect ringlet). KM, as if you don't want to start working on one of these!

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Monday evening we headed over to the botanical gardens to check out the Chinese lantern celebration. I have to say that I was pretty impressed! i had no idea lanterns could be so fabulous!

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We simply had to take a jumping photo. Of course, it took a few tries to capture us in all our glory.This is my interpretation of a lantern, as expressed through a jump. I apologize for the tummy. No one needs to see that.Yeah, this is the best we can do.

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Another interpretation of a lantern...stunning, I know.We wrapped up the evening by going to one of my new favourite places in Montreal, Rockaberry for dessert. It's so good it's dangerous. It's so good we went there twice in the 3 and a bit days I was in Montreal. So good!Finally, a sign for a restaurant I'll have to hit up next time I'm in town. Who doesn't love taste-free food?! Dear, sweet

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...but by the time I finally got the guts to try eating it, it was too late. I live a life of regret.

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I recently celebrated my champagne birthday (with actual champagne--aka bubbly--thanks 70s Snowsuit and Gids!). I thought it was going to go by pretty much unnoticed given that Chaz wasn't around and I'm not one to make too big a deal out of my birthday, but it actually turned out to be a very fabulous birthday (probably because all the sweet gestures were so unexpected). My supervisor brought me

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Well, Chaz has officially moved to Saskatoon. Life is a little less exciting around here now that he's gone, but I have to say everyone in the K-dub has really stepped up to ensure that I'm doing ok and that's I'm never bored. Thanks everyone!As a tribute to the lovely Chaz and how much I will (and do) miss him, please enjoy these photos that were taken while he was cleaning out the closest

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I'm sick. There's too much work to do to actually be sick, but here I am, feeling like crap anyway. I cleared my morning so I could stay home and sleep it off but because it's me, I was up extra early and haven't been able to fall back asleep. So, it seemed like the perfect time to make a triumphant (yeah, that's right, this is what triumphant looks like) return to blogging.What's really prompted

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Here's us trying to be all artsy with the big ferris wheel thingy that has an impressive name that I can't quite remember at the moment...Tee hee!We tried a few times to get this shot right, but it wasn't working. Also, I was in a skirt kneeling down on the ground and there was an older man (some might call him an adult 50+) who was watching us very intently whom I didn't want to flash. So, yeah,

bag marlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06218348756917766437noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18391910.post-18869094872907207132008-08-13T07:58:00.001-04:002008-08-13T08:59:20.031-04:00

So many photo ops, so little time...This is what fun looks like...didn't you know?This is me doing my best GSP (who is not with the WWE, I know, I know)...the belt will be mine!

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Cosmic mini-golf! It had been a while since our last game (the courses kind of suck in the K-dub) so I was a little rusty. Luckily Chaz really messed up one hole, so I didn't lose too badly.If you enlarge this you will see some interesting (unintentional) hand placement.

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The actual falls...

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The line up for the Maid of the Mist, a boat ride that takes you right up to the falls. I seriously can't believe how long the line-up was...this is the end of the line-up (near the walkway that you take to see all the Falls and get to all the Falls attractions). The line-up continued below us on the stairs all the way to the water. There must have been thousands in line and somehow the people

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Chaz likes to take any opportunity he can to let his inner kid out, so he and Mac got along swimmingly. They couldn't help but strike some mad poses and put on a cart-wheel show, among other things.

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I couldn't get over how many wax museums there were in Niagara Falls. And they all looked really awful. I don't get what the appeal is, but to each their own, I guess.We couldn't help but take more pictures with the dinos.Just like a bad amusement park, Niagara Falls has it all.This made me a little disgusted to be part of the human race. You pay $2 and you get to pretend to fry someone in an

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This is quite possibly the most terrible tourist attraction I have ever experienced--I feel like a chump for paying money for this. If you do go to Niagara Falls I beg you not to get suckered in by this one. The name makes it sound so cool, but the reality is that you walk through tunnels with two look-out points that let you see behind the falls. Awful, awful, awful.As least I'm not the only one

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And our Internet is hooked up again. Yay! How I've missed being online! And how I feel bad for leaving you all hanging after such a negative post.Thanks to everyone for your support and kind words over the past week! Chaz and I have been in The Madison (our loft has a name, didn't you know?) for a week now, and, now that we've moved in, I think we're both feeling a lot better. There's much more

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That's not what I wanted the title of this post to be, but that's what it is because that's how I feel. We just got back from seeing the loft for the first time. I feel pretty stupid, actually, because I'm not sure how we convinced ourselves that it was going to be big enough (I blame the show room and the floor plan for being very misleading, but I know it's totally our fault for being silly).

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...on either April 4th or April 9th (still under negotiation)! We just found out today! Wheee!!!

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If it weren't for the youth I work with, the workload and the hours (during peek times) might have killed me by now. But the youth keep things exciting and, to be honest, I miss them when I don't see them on a regular basis. They always remind me that fun comes first--which can be easy to forget when you get caught up in the crazy adult world--and for that I am so grateful. Case in point, check

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Sunday was a gong show. I feel that's the only way to adequately describe my experience trying to fly from Toronto to Saskatoon during the crazy storm that just happened. Let me start from the beginning...Even though I knew they were cancelling flights left and right, mine seemed to be the little flight that could, so we decided to give the drive a shot with the understanding that if it was

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The poodle-people!The crazy butt-shaking!The faces (sweet corn, the faces!!)!The English lesson!The offensive comments!The GOLD!

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...our loft is delayed again! Whoo! Yeah! Alright!Our new date is March 11, 2008. And I'm sure this will be the actual date...forget about it...you'll know we've actually moved once I've posted pictures of us living there.Stupid loft. That I can't help but still love. Even though it drives me crazy.

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Chaz and I found this little gem in our mailbox the other day. It took us some time to figure out what the note meant, but, after some discussion and decoding (thanks to living in Japan I think we have some semi-developed skills in this area) I think we got it. The problem, it seems, is that there's no apartment indicated in the mailing address and, since there are three mailboxes chez moi, the

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...and I know that doesn't seem like breaking news, but it really is! The last time I had a shower in my apartment was on November 5 and, even then, I shouldn't have been using the shower. But I'm defiant like that. Allow me to explain...You see, back when my parents were visiting for Thanksgiving* I started to notice a strange smell every time I stepped in and out of the shower. I didn't think

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I was fortunate enough to get to hang out with X-tina in Toronto a couple weeks ago. Good times were had by all, except maybe X-tina, as she was coming down with a cold. I had fun though, and, really, isn't that what it's all about?I'm very pleased with how well this one turned out...nice work with the photo-taking, X-tina!X-tina wanted to go to the top of the CN Tower because, well, she's

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I just spoke with the peeps upstairs and they have called a locksmith. In doing so they learned that apparently deadbolts like to wear out. What does that mean? Well, I think it's pretty safe to say it means the deadbolt lock in your apartment or house is pretty much a ticking time bomb, just waiting to wear out and thwart your attempts to go to the gym, work, or wherever it is you would like to

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You know when you have a friend who is so hot you're like, "Damn, Friend! You should be recognized by the CBC for your hotness?" Yeah, me too.Well, believe it or not, it actually happened! For real. My friend Maygen is up for a CBC Radio 3 Bucky Award in the Sexiest Canadian Musician category.So go to http://radio3.cbc.ca/ and vote for Maygen from the Bloodlines. I mean, why wouldn't you? She's

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Let it be known that I tried to go to the gym this morning. I really, honestly did. My bag was packed, my jacket and shoes were on--I even had my iPod going (James Morrison, how did I ever live without you?). I was SO READY.The problem? I couldn't get past the front door. Yes, that's right, I have no idea how to unlock the front door right now--the deadbolt is stuck in the "lock" position. And

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Chelle and Big Red came down not too long ago, and it was lovely to finally have them come out this way for a visit. It was a pretty low-key weekend because, well, work likes to suck the life out of me during the summer, but they pretended not to mind doing nothing all weekend and that's really all I needed. Thanks guys! *waves*On our way to one of the many great restaurants in downtown K-town,

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Well, it looks like we won't be moving in the fall after all...sigh.But Feb 12, 2008, that's not so bad, right?

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Chaz and I finally got to meet Fabia on Friday, and boy is he cute! I totally dig how he's all about having his mouth open all the time--so precious! Congrats to The Landlords! Every one's doing fine, but unfortunately they have to keep mom and baby in the hospital, probably until Monday, until they can see a specialist just to make sure Fabia's all good.Here I am with Fabia at the hospital last

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Well, I've done it. I've gone and joined Facebook.I think Rach said it best when she said about Facebook: "I didn't need a new Internet addiction, but lucky for me, I got one."But how could I not when I got this e-mail the other day:Hello my lovely,Can you join facebook please? It's a really good idea and not addictive at all, I promise ;)[...]Love ya, miss ya,MoSo, there you go, I blame Mo,

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I'm proud to say that my knees are arthritis free! Is it sad that I feel like this is a major accomplishment? Because I really do.You see, I've been told since I was, oh, let's say 16, that I would have arthritis by the time I was 30 (a randomly chosen age, sure, but still, I won't lie that it's been in the back of my mind, especially in the last few years). So to have the doctor look at my

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A while ago we went to The Landlords (not our landlords, but Mr. C and Other Me's ex-landlords) for a random BBQ. It was ever-so-fun! I was very impressed at their ability to just pull off a BBQ of such massive proportions with zero notice or thought. Thanks The Landlords! There was even a great game of BANG that broke out. And anyone who saw me in Saskatoon over the X-mas holidays knows how

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I think the birds might be out to get Jimmy this year, and I'm not sure why. We totally didn't have this problem last year. And, really, who could hate Jimmy? He's so cute and polite and sweet. Admit it, you all love him. Yeah, I thought so.So given that I just determined no one could be out to get Jimmy, that's clearly not what's going on here. It must be Karma. You see, I totally make fun of

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We're in the midst of our second smog advisory here and it's not even June yet. Gross.This whole air quality thing could be a real deal breaker for me. How much longer do I want to live in a place where the air is so awful?

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Well, you'll all be happy to know that I survived TV. It was actually a very enjoyable experience and I'm glad I went. I won't post it for you because, well, I don't have a copy, nor do I want to see a copy, nor would I even know how to post it if I did have a copy.I am dwelling on a few of the things I said, but I don't think anyone will call the mayor over anything that came out of my mouth, so

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So I went to see a doctor on Thursday and he was great, I really liked him. I was happy to hear him say that he would be totally shocked if I had re-torn my ACL by walking. Good news!He suggested it could have been super old scar tissue that broke, which is a pretty exciting idea that I had never considered...there's nothing wrong with that, unless, of course, it never works its way out of my

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...and I'm a little scared (even though it's just Rogers). Please hope that I don't make a fool of myself.The dude promised it would be painless (can I trust a TV host?) and that I would be talking about the good things young people do, the City's youth services, our recent youth awards, and youth engagement, which are all things I think I can handle, but still. Can I really represent the City on

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Wanna up your profile at the office? Wanna get on everyone’s radar? Wanna make sure everyone knows your name, takes an interest in your life, and has something to talk to you about? Well if you do, I’ve got just the thing for you…consider hurting yourself in a very dramatic way at work around a lot of your coworkers! It works like a charm, especially if you play your cards right. For example,

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Chaz and I really hit the jackpot a couple of weeks ago--we got three more parts of the calendar and a note explaining why it's been so long since we've received anything.Man, I love this calendar! Thanks whoever you are!Enjoy!

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Chaz and I decided to have a non-traditional Easter this year—there would be no turkey with all the trimmings anywhere in sight! On the Friday night we had Mr. C, Other Me, and Secret Weapon over for Easter quesadillas. It was the right thing to do. Our quesadilla maker sure makes mean quesadillas!On the Sunday Chaz and I decided to try making gnocchi for the first time, since we had some old,

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Chaz, the Master Potato Masher. Don’t mess with him when he’s mashing, trust me! Who knew that would end up being so delicious?! It really shouldn’t be that sticky…I don’t think…but I don’t really know because I’ve never made gnocchi before…but I’m pretty sure the cook book would have said something if it was supposed to be that sticky…or maybe not…it’s hard to know, really.

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Sure, it was only, like, 2 blocks (if that) and, yeah, it took me about 20 mins, and ok, a senior who wasn't walking very well herself totally passed me, and I'm not going to lie, my knee is pretty tired and sore, BUT I did it sans crutches, so go me! I really miss walking and feel pretty lazy driving to work, the gym, etc., so I’m happy to report I’m making progress on that front (even

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So this past week was insane. For those of you who don’t know, the first full week of May each year is National (or international? it’s hard to know, really) Youth Week. This means a week of sheer and utter madness when you’re a Youth Coordinator. Of course, it’s all fun and exciting and stuff, but it’s still pretty crazy, especially when your knee hates you. This week I planned and/or helped

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Other fun uses: Poking kilometres Tripping kilometres

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This weekend was a pretty sad one. No, not because I was stuck inside on the couch with a sore knee and sore hands (stupid crutches) when it finally decided to be beautiful and spring-like outside (although that was kind of sucky). No, instead the sadness was because Other Me, Mr. C, and Bru-dog, moved away to PEI on Saturday. I’m still in denial, I’m not going to lie, so it hasn’t quite hit me

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Dear Kilometres, Best of luck on your comps. I know you’re going to kick some serious ass! Please know that I’m thinking about you and sending positive comps-vibes your way. *hugs* bag marla

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I’ve found a lot of interesting ways to hurt myself in my day. I mean, how many people to you know who have thrown out their back while hiccupping, strained their neck while putting on a sports bra, and destroyed their knee (again) while playing a friendly game of kickball? Gooooooo me! I have to say, though, of all the stupid ways I’ve hurt myself, Tuesday’s injury takes the cake.

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...kind of. I've decided that since Bro-home gets called daddy, that makes me an auntie. So, like any proud auntie, I have to show off some pictures from my first meeting with Kix (so named because of her mad soccer skillz). I highly enjoyed my time with Kix, she's good times for sure.Check out the wicked nap hair--isn't it stunning? I might have to start sporting something similar.Kix loves

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Here's the latest random mail that Chaz and I received. I'm pretty happy with it, especially because now we finally know who Jack Wood is! I sure can't wait to see what the month of March brings our way!!

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To the kind soul(s) who sent Chaz and I this in the mail the other day...Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

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We have a closing date for our loft and it's October 18, 2007!!I couldn't be more excited...or more terrified.Yay loft!!!

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This weekend was one of the best I’ve had in a while. It had all the makings of a kickassawesome weekend right from the start. I mean, it was a 4 day weekend (for me), it was Chaz’s birthday weekend, and kilometres was coming in. How could that not equal an amazing time? The goodness began on Saturday morning when I made an ice cream cake (people just can’t get enough of my ice cream cake) and

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Chaz the Barbarian (sans barbarian wig)Wizard the Barbarian (check out those mad wizard handz)Princess the BarbarianCaveman the Barbarian (aka Barbarian Brain)Gypsy the Barbarian

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On Sunday we went for Chaz’s birthday all-you-can-eat sushi brunch and it was all kinds of delicious. We were very happy that Other Me and Mr. C joined us for the sushi madness (not only did we enjoy their company, but the more people you go with, the more things you can try!). As we were leaving the restaurant we somehow started talking about zombies and how Other Me and Mr. C were planning on

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Kilometres tried out a new look this weekend and I think it really worked for him. I’m hoping that he is inspired to grow his hair out now… Did it just get sexier in here?

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Watch out Saskatchewan, I’ll be home from December 17 to 31! Yay!I expect that there will be much candy eating and cookie decoration making (yeah, that’s right Chelle, I’m talking to you!). I also hope that there will be some gingerbread house making (Shoop?). And perhaps some postcard writing? Let the planning begin!That is all.

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These beauties came to me from Chelle and X-tina (except for the spoons…that one was from one of Mo’s friends…it was my first ever Engrish postcard). Thanks for thinking of me during your time in Japan you two! You’re the bestest!What’s best about these cards is that you really don’t have to say much about them…I like to just sit back and enjoy their random nonsensical goodness while pondering

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Kilometres writes: ... Anyway, then there was this card. Behold its glory! The Statue of Liberty has now been re-outfitted with a state of the art suit of armor to protect America from future terrorist attacks. Please also take note of the computer coloured green hand, not holding the Book of Justice, but a Sword of Vengence. Yep, times they are a changin' here in New York. As a final note,

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For those of you who don’t know, I have an ugly/entertaining postcard collection and I love it dearly. I’m not sure how it started, but I’m pretty sure that the idea was that it’s much more fun to go on a quest to find ugly/entertaining postcards than to just pick out any random “nice” card and send it. And so the tradition began. I’ve got a pretty decent collection going…my quick count revealed

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Thanks to Rach (and her Hubby) for remembering me on their recent honeymoon in PEI, the land of the potato (or so I'm led to believe based on this postcard, as I've never been there myself). To quote Rach: "Look out! Crossing potatoes! This might not be ugly so much as it is gold. Ahh, PEI potatoes!" I say: AS IF that's not ugly. I mean, really Rach! They took pictures of potatoes,

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This is a postcard that Kilometres and I wrote for someone else (for those of you who don’t know, KM and I like to write absurd postcards for people…it’s good times, you should try it), but I was so fond of it that he gave it back to me. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard writing a postcard in my life. Enjoy! Behold the fallen glory that was the juggernaut of children’s entertainment in

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So Kilometres and Jimmy Tree came down to the K-dub for one of Jimmy Tree’s many birthday celebrations. In honour of his visit, I decided to be a superstar and make him an ice cream cake. Being the slacker that I am, I didn’t start making the cake until a couple hours before they were expected to arrive, even though I knew it was supposed to freeze for about 4 hours before being served to achieve

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Given that I’m a terrible human being, I considered just scooping it up and pretending nothing had happened (say it with me now: classy!). But because it was Jimmy Tree’s birthday I decided it would be best to make another one. So I scrambled to make another cake, being very careful not to drop it on the floor. It actually turned out pretty well (although it could have been a bit more frozen), as

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...or at least I look good. Allow me to explain: So there’s this group of seniors who play cards at my centre a couple times a week. I don’t really ever talk to them, but every time I walk by I wave, say hello, and give them a big smile. They explode with happiness every time, and it’s great, it totally makes my day to know that just saying hi to them makes them so happy. So today I passed

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...or it was on Monday, anyway. Thanks to everyone who sent some love my way that day, whether intentional or not (kilometres, you know I luv ya!).I had a pretty great birthday, I must say. I took the day off from work and enjoyed a quiet day at home—so lovely. That night I had Secret Weapon and Other Me (seriously, people who know us get us confused…and I kind of like it) over for ice cream cake

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I realize I've been neglecting my blog...to anyone who still cares: sorry. To those of you who still actually check every once in a while, thanks, you're the best.So I don't have too much time for, well, anything, lately as work is keeping me pretty busy. I keep promising myself things will slow down, but it just never seems to happen, and even when a week seems like it's going to be slow, it

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I love when kilometres comes to visit—there’s never a dull moment. After we showed off our new loft (for those of you who don't know, Chaz and I bought a loft that has yet to be built...we're supposed to move in at the end of March next year...I can't wait!) we went to W-loo Park to see the animals. As I’m sure you can imagine, wackiness ensued. I wanted him to feed more animals, but

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This is Coco-jo…how cute is he? He liked when I chanted Co-co-jo.km almost got to feed him, but some girl had our grass beat with carrots…we didn’t stand a chance, really.The money shot. Thanks, Chaz.

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This picture makes me happy…dear, sweet crazy-eye. Rach, perhaps we can set this goat up with wonkey-eye! Watching goats eat celery is surprisingly entertaining, especially when they eat it all in one gulp…we have a great video, ask to see it.This little guy was so funny...he was was all about ramming the bigger goats to get food. I liked it a lot.

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Between finishing off the report for the CEYE and tackling Youth Week with the City, I’ve put in 46.5 hours so far this week, so I’m taking a well-deserved Friday off, especially considering I’m working at a conference all day Saturday. Good times! I am happy to say that I’ve finished my piece of the CEYE report. Yay! I never want to write another literature review again. And if anyone ever

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