(1) Why is it called "Dance Dance Revolution". Why not just "Dance Revolution". Are two 'dances' really necessary?
(2) Returning from my friend's 30th Surprise party yesterday, I wondered why surprise parties seem to be the standard on significant birthdays. 30th, 40th...etc. Part of the challenge seems to be really making it a surprise because everyone knows that right?
Why not other numbers? You never hear of a surprise 27th birthday party. You never see banners and balloons in stores boasting:
"Happy 34th Birthday!!"
Why is that?
Saturday, June 27, 2009
MJ, Farrah, Jon&Kate + a debate...
Was Michael Jackson a talented musician? Absolutely. Was he the King of Pop? Yes. But that's where it ends for me.
Call me an arse if you'd like - but I'm not all that upset that he died. Except for the fact that he has kids - that is sad and of course I feel for them. But have we forgotten how everyone thought he was a whack job? Have we forgotten he *allegedly* molested children? I am baffled at people outside his home and the hospital crying and losing their minds. Would these people react this way if their own family member died? Apparently sales of his albums are through the roof right now. Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble have sold out of CD's, DVD's and books. Barely 24 hours after his death, he was on already on cakes in a bakery!!?!!. **I just don't get it.
Frankly, I think MJ is stealing Farrah Fawcett's thunder right now. She was a cool chick and sadly, Jacko will take away from people reflecting and mourning her death. She was very open with her struggle with cancer and really opened the door as far as awareness goes. What good I see in this situation right now is that maybe the Gosselin family can have a little peace and quiet. Maybe now they won't be on the cover of every magazine. Did Jon cheat? Possibly. Is Kate controlling and bossy? Sure - but who are we to judge? Maybe that worked for them. Maybe Jon needed structure. Maybe he knew that when he married her. Has Kate become materialistic as of late? Yes - but what woman wouldn't if you knew you'd end up in every magazine out there? Everyone has their theory - but regardless, they aren't just a television show. They are a real family and this will really affect their children. What they are is genuine. They are opening up their hurt for the world to see. Of course I realize they have benefited beyond what we could imagine as far as finances go. That is no secret. But this is a give/take relationship here. They give us their family and allow the world to watch their children grow up. They take the money and provide for them. No matter what the ifs, ands or buts are - I hope they make time to talk, heal and regroup without cameras in their face. Parents separating and family's hurting are an every day reality for millions and if anything, this may send a message to other families that they are not alone. That those who are appear to be happy and have it all - don't necessarily do. I am sad for them - whatever it is that brought them to the place they are in now.
Changing subjects here - do you think there is a guy out there whose job it is to be the montage guy? You ever notice that when someone famous dies there is a montage of their life ten minutes later? It's impressive really.
Good job Montage Guy.
Favouri
te of the Day: Today I am going to my niece's birthday party. She is 7 years old. I remember the day she was born and going to the hospital to visit her for the first time. I greatly anticipated being there for her birth because I was was so disappointed to be out of town the day her sister was born four years prior. All of my nieces have vastly different personalities. This one is Miss Hollywood. She loves to be the boss. She is the story teller, who talks with her hands and has facial expressions that crack me up. She loves being in the spotlight and I love to be the audience. Happy Birthday my banana.
**Apologies to all super fan's I may have offended in this post*
Call me an arse if you'd like - but I'm not all that upset that he died. Except for the fact that he has kids - that is sad and of course I feel for them. But have we forgotten how everyone thought he was a whack job? Have we forgotten he *allegedly* molested children? I am baffled at people outside his home and the hospital crying and losing their minds. Would these people react this way if their own family member died? Apparently sales of his albums are through the roof right now. Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble have sold out of CD's, DVD's and books. Barely 24 hours after his death, he was on already on cakes in a bakery!!?!!. **I just don't get it.
Frankly, I think MJ is stealing Farrah Fawcett's thunder right now. She was a cool chick and sadly, Jacko will take away from people reflecting and mourning her death. She was very open with her struggle with cancer and really opened the door as far as awareness goes. What good I see in this situation right now is that maybe the Gosselin family can have a little peace and quiet. Maybe now they won't be on the cover of every magazine. Did Jon cheat? Possibly. Is Kate controlling and bossy? Sure - but who are we to judge? Maybe that worked for them. Maybe Jon needed structure. Maybe he knew that when he married her. Has Kate become materialistic as of late? Yes - but what woman wouldn't if you knew you'd end up in every magazine out there? Everyone has their theory - but regardless, they aren't just a television show. They are a real family and this will really affect their children. What they are is genuine. They are opening up their hurt for the world to see. Of course I realize they have benefited beyond what we could imagine as far as finances go. That is no secret. But this is a give/take relationship here. They give us their family and allow the world to watch their children grow up. They take the money and provide for them. No matter what the ifs, ands or buts are - I hope they make time to talk, heal and regroup without cameras in their face. Parents separating and family's hurting are an every day reality for millions and if anything, this may send a message to other families that they are not alone. That those who are appear to be happy and have it all - don't necessarily do. I am sad for them - whatever it is that brought them to the place they are in now.
Changing subjects here - do you think there is a guy out there whose job it is to be the montage guy? You ever notice that when someone famous dies there is a montage of their life ten minutes later? It's impressive really.
Good job Montage Guy.
Favouri
te of the Day: Today I am going to my niece's birthday party. She is 7 years old. I remember the day she was born and going to the hospital to visit her for the first time. I greatly anticipated being there for her birth because I was was so disappointed to be out of town the day her sister was born four years prior. All of my nieces have vastly different personalities. This one is Miss Hollywood. She loves to be the boss. She is the story teller, who talks with her hands and has facial expressions that crack me up. She loves being in the spotlight and I love to be the audience. Happy Birthday my banana.**Apologies to all super fan's I may have offended in this post*
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Lasting Impressions
Isn't it funny to think about what people think about when they think about you?
(I'll pause here, so you can re-read that sentence)
People who know you well have an abundance of things to remind them of you. You've created many memories together. But what about people you don't know all that well or don't see all that often? What was the lasting impression you left on them? What is it that crosses their mind when your name comes up?
This, I would like to know.
(I'll pause here, so you can re-read that sentence)
People who know you well have an abundance of things to remind them of you. You've created many memories together. But what about people you don't know all that well or don't see all that often? What was the lasting impression you left on them? What is it that crosses their mind when your name comes up?This, I would like to know.
I once ran into someone (I can't remember who right now) and they told me that whenever they think of me, they think of George from Seinfeld. This caught me off guard. Why? Apparently they once saw me awkwardly carrying a large picture through the mall. I guess it was Christmas and I had purchased a huge picture of George Costanza in his underwear sprawled across a couch. Anyone who loves Seinfeld knows the picture I am referring too. Anyway, my point is, I had LONG forgotten that I had ever bought this. (I had thought this was a funny gift for my sister.....actually I still think it's funny). So I carry on in life, not remembering George in his underwear, yet there is someone out there who correlates that with ME. How weird.
Another time I ran into this guy Darren, who I worked with at Blockbuster, years and years ago. We stopped to say hi to eachother and briefly catch up. Then he asked me "So, does your mom still have black banana's?" What? I had no idea what he was talking about. He said whenever he thinks of me, he remembers a time at my house, when I had opened the freezer door to get some ice and he saw a bunch of black bananas in our freezer. He said he had never seen that before and thought it was completely bizarre. Yet that to me, is completely normal. I can't think of a time, even now, that my mother WOULDN"T have black bananas in her freezer. It's just the way it has always been. (If you don't know, black bananas are the best kind to use for baking...and my mother is an avid baker)
Both of these things in my mind, have absolutely zero representation to who I am, yet it's what two people out there think. I can only imagine what some other people might say. Similarily, what would I say about people I've crossed paths with in my life? You know, they say you never get a second chance to make a first impression but I don't think that's true. It may not always be people's first impression that sticks most in their mind.
So, George Constanza and black banana's, eh? Who would have thought.
Another time I ran into this guy Darren, who I worked with at Blockbuster, years and years ago. We stopped to say hi to eachother and briefly catch up. Then he asked me "So, does your mom still have black banana's?" What? I had no idea what he was talking about. He said whenever he thinks of me, he remembers a time at my house, when I had opened the freezer door to get some ice and he saw a bunch of black bananas in our freezer. He said he had never seen that before and thought it was completely bizarre. Yet that to me, is completely normal. I can't think of a time, even now, that my mother WOULDN"T have black bananas in her freezer. It's just the way it has always been. (If you don't know, black bananas are the best kind to use for baking...and my mother is an avid baker)
Both of these things in my mind, have absolutely zero representation to who I am, yet it's what two people out there think. I can only imagine what some other people might say. Similarily, what would I say about people I've crossed paths with in my life? You know, they say you never get a second chance to make a first impression but I don't think that's true. It may not always be people's first impression that sticks most in their mind.
So, George Constanza and black banana's, eh? Who would have thought.
The Yahoo Crew
Cancer sucks. Plain and simple.That was the prevalent thought on my mind last night at the Relay for Life fundraiser. We've all been touched by cancer in one way or another. Everyone has a story.
For the past four years I've been participating in this event. Every year when I see the 'victory lap' I get a little choked up. It is the kick-off that starts the walk where survivors of cancer do their first lap. I watch them, along with their families, proudly walk together and I think of how they beat this disease. I think of the heartache and tears they have shared and the battles they have endured. But they've won. And it is truly amazing.
But you can't help but notice the hundreds of luminaries surrounding the track and think of those that have lost.
Ironically, the event this year lands on the weekend of Fathers Day. Every year that I walk, I think mainly of two close friends who I watched lose their fathers to cancer. Once when I was just 15, and then again at 26. At 15, I had only known Roger when he was sick and that is the only way I can remember him. I wish I had the chance to have known him during a better time. At 26 I watched Chuck, a healthy, happy, funny man become progressively sicker over time. Until the day came when I got the dreaded phone call that he had died. In both situations I will never forget that phone call. I could tell you exactly where I was standing and I will never forget the feeling that overcame me.
One of the survivors spoke last night. She is just 24 years old and told her story of victory. She spoke of being diagnosed at 19 and going through chemo and radiation. She spoke of her care-givers and how they experienced cancer just as much as she did. I imagine caring for someone who is sick to be a painful journey that requires nothing but pure strength. Sadly, most of us may face this at one point or another. I will encounter more of my friends and family losing loved ones to cancer.
The good news is that in Ontario alone 80,000 Relay For Life participants will help raise more than 19 million dollars to help with the cause. Not only for researching a cure, but also for preventing it from happening in the first place. There is hope and I have to believe that every year we are getting one step closer.
To this day, when I drive down Chuck's long driveway and see the silly road signs he's placed along the way, I have to remind myself he won't be there and I can't believe it. I expect him to be building a fire in the yard or working on the old car in the garage, a cold beer in hand.
Here is a picture of this year's team, "The Yahoo Crew" who walks for Chuck:
As Fathers Day rolls around tomorrow, I think of my friends who have lost their dads. I will be thankful for another year that passed that my family remains healthy and happy.
And I will hug my dad.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Across the World...
How awesome would it be if Roy were in China right now writing a blog about me?
I can't even imagine the stories he'd be telling.
It makes me laugh out loud just thinking about it.
This picture was taken on Christmas Eve. I decided to take Roy to my family dinner. (I was nice to him, see?) Roy didn't drink - ever. My dad was being polite and offered him a drink. So he drank a beer. My dad also told him to 'help himself' to anything he wanted. So Roy 'helped himself' to about 6 more beer. Until I stepped in and said 'whoa buddy, what's going on? You don't drink and you're about to be hammered. Simmer down'.
Then he stopped drinking beer.
Oooh. This just reminded me of our awkward Christmas morning gift exchange. I had to buy him placemats. Had to. But that's another story for another day....
Favourite of the Day: Today I went to my sister's. We were sitting around the dining room table dipping chocolate chip oatmeal cookies in milk when my niece Darienne said: "Auntie - I can see your boob crack". My niece Avery said "Darienne - it's called CLEAVAGE". Darienne said "Oh. Auntie Sara - I can see your cleavage".
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Roy and the Snow Blobs
I quickly learned that Roy had eating habits that were vastly different than mine. We enjoyed our meals separately and I didn't pay much attention to what he was cooking. Until I noticed that my cookie sheets were getting destroyed. I frequently noticed him scrubbing them profusely as they were charred and black. I finally asked what he was doing to them. He showed me how he was baking hamburger patties on them. I explained to him the ways to cook hamburger patties - none of which involved baking. However, he insisted on this method. I didn't want to put up a fight, so I offered him two solutions - either buy his own cookie sheets to ruin, or to line the sheets with foil first. Simple right? I guess he didn't think so because I caught him cooking burgers two more times after that conversation. Both times, he knew I was mad. I thought that was the end of it.
Then one morning, as I prepared to put the garbage on the curb I noticed the bag was heavy and oddly shaped. I opened the bag to find a black, burnt cookie sheet buried at the bottom. I was furious. Not only did he do it again, but he tried to hide it from me. I took the cookie sheet out and brought it inside. He was sitting on the couch watching cartoons. I confronted him:
Me: "Roy - you'll never guess what I found?"
Roy: "What?"
Me: "A burnt cookie sheet! and it was buried way in the bottom of the garbage!"
Roy, in a surprising tone replied: "Well, I wonder who put that there?"
This response infuriated me. I told him he was never to use any of my pots and pans again if he wasn't going to respect me. I demanded that he buy me another cookie sheet. He said he would. The following day I returned from work to find Roy had bought me a new cake pan, which he thought was a cookie pan, but he had tried so I didn't tell him otherwise. I could tell he was very excited and I didn't know why. Finally he said "You haven't said anything yet!" I asked him what he was referring to. He explained:
"I know you were upset that I had lied to you yesterday and I felt bad so I made you a present. I decided to make you a special snowman. I didn't really know what a snowman was or how to make it, but I looked it up online and made you one".
I immediately knew I was in for a treat.
He brought me to the big window in the living room and we peered outside. I was elated. He had gone out in the snow and did his best to create me a snowman to cheer me up. He told me he didn't know what he was supposed to use for the face and hat, so he went through the kitchen and found what he could. For the eyes, pieces of ginger. For the nose, a piece of garlic. For the mouth, a carrot. And last, but certainly not least.....are you ready for what he used for the hat?? A can of tuna. I loved it.
I told him I loved it and was very happy he made them for me. He was very proud of himself.
Then one morning, as I prepared to put the garbage on the curb I noticed the bag was heavy and oddly shaped. I opened the bag to find a black, burnt cookie sheet buried at the bottom. I was furious. Not only did he do it again, but he tried to hide it from me. I took the cookie sheet out and brought it inside. He was sitting on the couch watching cartoons. I confronted him:
Me: "Roy - you'll never guess what I found?"
Roy: "What?"
Me: "A burnt cookie sheet! and it was buried way in the bottom of the garbage!"
Roy, in a surprising tone replied: "Well, I wonder who put that there?"
This response infuriated me. I told him he was never to use any of my pots and pans again if he wasn't going to respect me. I demanded that he buy me another cookie sheet. He said he would. The following day I returned from work to find Roy had bought me a new cake pan, which he thought was a cookie pan, but he had tried so I didn't tell him otherwise. I could tell he was very excited and I didn't know why. Finally he said "You haven't said anything yet!" I asked him what he was referring to. He explained:
"I know you were upset that I had lied to you yesterday and I felt bad so I made you a present. I decided to make you a special snowman. I didn't really know what a snowman was or how to make it, but I looked it up online and made you one".
I immediately knew I was in for a treat.
He brought me to the big window in the living room and we peered outside. I was elated. He had gone out in the snow and did his best to create me a snowman to cheer me up. He told me he didn't know what he was supposed to use for the face and hat, so he went through the kitchen and found what he could. For the eyes, pieces of ginger. For the nose, a piece of garlic. For the mouth, a carrot. And last, but certainly not least.....are you ready for what he used for the hat?? A can of tuna. I loved it.
He also put a face on each side of the snowman. On the side facing the road and on the side facing the window - for everyone to enjoy. I thought it was the sweetest thing ever and I quickly got over my bitterness for the cookie sheet fiasco.
But then it got even better. He told me, in addition to that snowman in the front yard, he made me my very own special snowman in the back. You see, off of my bedroom I have a little deck and a patio. He had climbed through the backyard and made another snowman right in front of the window so "I could lie in bed and see it smiling at me every morning". So sweet!!
I told him I loved it and was very happy he made them for me. He was very proud of himself.
I was sure to take pictures of these masterpieces and I am happy to share them with you:
This is the one in the front yard. I love how the
body is just a blob. Look closely for the tuna hat.
This was my own snowman on the deck.
The hat is a little bucket he found under the barbeque.
Favourite of the Day: Today, after having an 8-1 lead in the 6th inning of our ball game, we actually LOST. Oh wait, silly me - that was my least favourite part of today. Well, maybe it's that it is 4:17am and I am still awake? No, no - that sucks too.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
50 Awesome Things
This marks my 50th blog post!!
In honour of this momentous occasion, I've decided to follow in the footsteps of some fellow bloggers. A guy named Neil writes a blog I love, where every weekday he celebrates something awesome. I highly recommend you read it here. My real life friends Natasha and Mirella also wrote similar blogs outlining things they love.
In the 10 months I've been doing this, I've discovered I like to write and I like to share my thoughts. In this special edition, I decided to outline 50 things I think are awesome. Keep coming back and keep your comments coming!! Thanks for sharing in this journey with me. I hope you enjoy! ~Sara
50 Awesome Things
(1) The bedsheets my mom got custom made for me. Someone who recently slept over said they make you feel like someone is hugging you all night long. Well said, my friend, well said.
(2) Learning how to make flowers out of icing. It's harder than it looks. Oh, Also the new popularity of cake shows. (Ace of Cakes and Cake Boss)
(3) Having my own lawn mower. Having a lawn a mower that is NOT electric. Having a brother-in-law who knows how to fix lawn mowers. Having a neighbour who will cut my grass if I ask him too.
(4) Library books are free. I took the t.v. out of my bedroom and I'm back on the reading train, after a short hiatus.
(5) Thanks to my friend John, I finally learned how to use iMovie.
(6) My parents 40th wedding anniversary is coming up. That is something worth celebrating. Spending 40 years of your life with one person is pretty amazing.
(7) Having a great friend, who grew up to be an awesome hairdresser. Score for me and my hair. Cheers to Jayme.
(8) Those rare occasions where you meet someone new, but you instantly feel a connection with them and it's like you've known them your entire life.
(9) Post Secret. Because hearing peoples inner most thoughts and fears is comforting and makes you realize you are not alone. And sometimes there are really funny ones too.
(10) Bug season hasn't kicked in yet. No mosquitoes!
(11) Optimum points at Shoppers Drug Mart. I used to have a card, then I lost it. I forgot about it (surprise). But then last week I called about it - turns out I have 65,000 points. So exciting.
(12) Presidents Choice has no fee banking.
(13) Thanks to a puzzle I bought a year ago, and sporcle.com I can finally (and quickly) label all 50 states on a United States map.
(14) Gas Stations in Michigan. The best ones are in remote towns.
(15) Rest Stops in Michigan. Conveniently located right along the highway. Zip in. Zip out. Genius.
(16) When old people hold hands.
(17) Old men who wear hats. or suspenders. or both.
(18) Spark Notes. I don't think I would have made it through University without them.
(19) Puppies & Kittens. So cliche, I know. Let's throw in babies while were at it.
(20) PVR
(21) Paying my parking tickets has been significantly cheaper than me actually paying for parking.
(22) Making lists. Reading Lists. And crossing things off of a list.
(23) Good toilet paper. It's worth the extra money.
(24) Knowing all the words to a song.
(25) Being right on Jeopardy
(26) After a roadtrip, finally sleeping in your own bed.
(27) Frosters from Macs. Except for pink ones.
(28) Putting on clothes, fresh out of the dryer. Toasty and warm.
(29) Getting your teeth cleaned at the dentist.
(30) Stanley Cup Playoffs! I hope it goes to Game 7.
(31) Deep fried pickles. Specifically from The Roadhouse. And I love it that the people who work there know to replace the ranch with marinara without me even having to ask.
(32) Having people in your life you may not talk to often, but when you do, it's like you never missed a day.
(33) A marshmallow, cooked over coals until it's golden brown, placed carefully between a piece of chocolate and two graham crackers.
(34) Waking up in a tent on a sunny morning. Not knowing what time it is. Not caring what time it is.
(35) Big Spoons ;) And the timing of a big spoon coming back into your life, and not realizing how important it would come to be.
(36) Going to a concert and discovering the music is even better in real life. True, raw talent.
(37) Driving in the car, singing at the top of your lungs.
(38) Having a sister I can make eye contact with and know exactly what she's thinking. And vice versa.
(39) Just having a sister in general. I don't know what I'd do without her.
(40) Having that good comeback -- right away. Not four hours later when the opportunity to use it has passed.
(41) Living in a country that recognizes and celebrates love. Where anyone can get married, regardless of their parts.
(42) Getting mail. Real snail mail.
(43) Having done enough stupid things in my life, to not get embarrassed that easily.
(44) My grandma, who at the age of 85, still has a great sense of humour. Most recently displayed to me when I went to her apartment to find she had hidden chocolate covered peanuts under a stuffed rabbit in her doorway.
(45) Knowing that spellcheck will always fix the way I spell definitely. Because I definitely get it wrong every time.
(46) Rollercoasters - especially the ones that have loops. And unlike in the 80's, being able to go on them without throwing up.
(47) Miracle Whip. Which is hands down, better than mayonnaise.
(48) The internet funny's. There are really, really funny people out there. Witty, smart, funny people.
(49) Not being allergic to anything (except Amoxicillan). I see people with allergies and I'm so thankful to not suffer through that.
(50) My brother. I'm feeling guilty that I gave my sister all the love. Not that he'll ever read this. But he's awesome too.
In honour of this momentous occasion, I've decided to follow in the footsteps of some fellow bloggers. A guy named Neil writes a blog I love, where every weekday he celebrates something awesome. I highly recommend you read it here. My real life friends Natasha and Mirella also wrote similar blogs outlining things they love.
In the 10 months I've been doing this, I've discovered I like to write and I like to share my thoughts. In this special edition, I decided to outline 50 things I think are awesome. Keep coming back and keep your comments coming!! Thanks for sharing in this journey with me. I hope you enjoy! ~Sara
50 Awesome Things
(1) The bedsheets my mom got custom made for me. Someone who recently slept over said they make you feel like someone is hugging you all night long. Well said, my friend, well said.
(2) Learning how to make flowers out of icing. It's harder than it looks. Oh, Also the new popularity of cake shows. (Ace of Cakes and Cake Boss)
(3) Having my own lawn mower. Having a lawn a mower that is NOT electric. Having a brother-in-law who knows how to fix lawn mowers. Having a neighbour who will cut my grass if I ask him too.
(4) Library books are free. I took the t.v. out of my bedroom and I'm back on the reading train, after a short hiatus.
(5) Thanks to my friend John, I finally learned how to use iMovie.
(6) My parents 40th wedding anniversary is coming up. That is something worth celebrating. Spending 40 years of your life with one person is pretty amazing.
(7) Having a great friend, who grew up to be an awesome hairdresser. Score for me and my hair. Cheers to Jayme.
(8) Those rare occasions where you meet someone new, but you instantly feel a connection with them and it's like you've known them your entire life.
(9) Post Secret. Because hearing peoples inner most thoughts and fears is comforting and makes you realize you are not alone. And sometimes there are really funny ones too.
(10) Bug season hasn't kicked in yet. No mosquitoes!
(11) Optimum points at Shoppers Drug Mart. I used to have a card, then I lost it. I forgot about it (surprise). But then last week I called about it - turns out I have 65,000 points. So exciting.
(12) Presidents Choice has no fee banking.
(13) Thanks to a puzzle I bought a year ago, and sporcle.com I can finally (and quickly) label all 50 states on a United States map.
(14) Gas Stations in Michigan. The best ones are in remote towns.
(15) Rest Stops in Michigan. Conveniently located right along the highway. Zip in. Zip out. Genius.
(16) When old people hold hands.
(17) Old men who wear hats. or suspenders. or both.
(18) Spark Notes. I don't think I would have made it through University without them.
(19) Puppies & Kittens. So cliche, I know. Let's throw in babies while were at it.
(20) PVR
(21) Paying my parking tickets has been significantly cheaper than me actually paying for parking.
(22) Making lists. Reading Lists. And crossing things off of a list.
(23) Good toilet paper. It's worth the extra money.
(24) Knowing all the words to a song.
(25) Being right on Jeopardy
(26) After a roadtrip, finally sleeping in your own bed.
(27) Frosters from Macs. Except for pink ones.
(28) Putting on clothes, fresh out of the dryer. Toasty and warm.
(29) Getting your teeth cleaned at the dentist.
(30) Stanley Cup Playoffs! I hope it goes to Game 7.
(31) Deep fried pickles. Specifically from The Roadhouse. And I love it that the people who work there know to replace the ranch with marinara without me even having to ask.
(32) Having people in your life you may not talk to often, but when you do, it's like you never missed a day.
(33) A marshmallow, cooked over coals until it's golden brown, placed carefully between a piece of chocolate and two graham crackers.
(34) Waking up in a tent on a sunny morning. Not knowing what time it is. Not caring what time it is.
(35) Big Spoons ;) And the timing of a big spoon coming back into your life, and not realizing how important it would come to be.
(36) Going to a concert and discovering the music is even better in real life. True, raw talent.
(37) Driving in the car, singing at the top of your lungs.
(38) Having a sister I can make eye contact with and know exactly what she's thinking. And vice versa.
(39) Just having a sister in general. I don't know what I'd do without her.
(40) Having that good comeback -- right away. Not four hours later when the opportunity to use it has passed.
(41) Living in a country that recognizes and celebrates love. Where anyone can get married, regardless of their parts.
(42) Getting mail. Real snail mail.
(43) Having done enough stupid things in my life, to not get embarrassed that easily.
(44) My grandma, who at the age of 85, still has a great sense of humour. Most recently displayed to me when I went to her apartment to find she had hidden chocolate covered peanuts under a stuffed rabbit in her doorway.
(45) Knowing that spellcheck will always fix the way I spell definitely. Because I definitely get it wrong every time.
(46) Rollercoasters - especially the ones that have loops. And unlike in the 80's, being able to go on them without throwing up.
(47) Miracle Whip. Which is hands down, better than mayonnaise.
(48) The internet funny's. There are really, really funny people out there. Witty, smart, funny people.
(49) Not being allergic to anything (except Amoxicillan). I see people with allergies and I'm so thankful to not suffer through that.
(50) My brother. I'm feeling guilty that I gave my sister all the love. Not that he'll ever read this. But he's awesome too.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Best Before?
Today I found this soup in my cupboard and I was really craving soup. Then I noticed it said "Best Before July 2007". Is that tricky wording? Does that mean I can still eat it, but it won't be at it's best? If that's not the case I feel it should be worded differently. Perhaps "Do not eat after July 2007" Or plain and simple: "Expired after July 2007". It's just soup right? How bad can it be?
I like thinking about Amy, who right now reading this, will want to throw up thinking I am even thinking about eating this. She won't even leave a pizza on the counter for more than an hour without worrying about it and putting it in the fridge. Meanwhile, I'd eat it the next morning - leaving it out all night, without a second thought. We are so opposite it's funny.
I really want to eat this soup.
Thoughts?
Thursday, June 4, 2009
In Your Face
I smirk a little when I see people walking their dog down the street with a bag of poop attached to the leash practically hanging in the dog's face.
Going for a walk, to most dogs, is the greatest joy on earth. (I really like when people actually spell the word out if the dog is in the room so as not to excite the dog).
So how is the w-a-l-k rewarded? Hey - if you decide to take a big dump on the walk...guess what's going to happen??? (said in a baby voice while scratching the dog's belly) That's right... I'm going to hang it in your face!!'
I like to imagine the thoughts running through the dogs mind.
Kudos to dog owners for picking it up in the first place. I know not all do. I am not slamming dog owners. I just think it's a little bit funny, that's all.
Favourite of the Day:
Today I told my friend Jane I made my first purchase on Etsy and I was excited. She didn't know what Etsy was. She thought I was referring to 'ecstasy' as in - the drug. She showed concern over my new found drug problem. I was laughing so hard I couldn't even talk.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Wouldn't Ellen love this guy?
I love this video. One guy, just having a good time. He doesn't care what anyone else is doing - he just wants to dance. I think he may be high - but whatever. I bet he didn't think he'd start a dance party.
The power of one. The power of people. It's awesome.
Favourite of the Day:
While I tend to stick to what I know and what I like, I ventured into trying a new brand of shampoo. Pantene and Herbal Essence; allow me to introduce you to your new friend, Tresemme. The even better news? It's cheaper.
The power of one. The power of people. It's awesome.
Favourite of the Day:
While I tend to stick to what I know and what I like, I ventured into trying a new brand of shampoo. Pantene and Herbal Essence; allow me to introduce you to your new friend, Tresemme. The even better news? It's cheaper.
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