Dienstag, März 29, 2005

Questions 3, 4 & 5

3) If you could have any career right now (talent, money, education galore), what would you be?

I have a couple of ‘dream’ careers brewing in my head right now… Ideally, I’d like to combine them somehow, or be able to do them alternately/seasonally. I have been interested in health food/natural healing forever and I would love to get some kind of accreditation in that field. I also am interested in wine and wouldn’t mind going for a sommelier distinction. I spent a lot of years becoming fluent in French and German, so using my language skills would also have to be a part of what I do. Any ideas?

4) Beach or mountains? Or somewhere between?

I’d have to say somewhere in between- BC interior would be perfect. I absolutely love the mountains- there is something so awe inspiring and magical about them. I enjoyed every single day of the 10 months that I had the privilege of living at Emerald Lake, near Field, B.C. I was ‘healing’ from my divorce, and I swear it happened in warp speed! One of my most precious memories was getting to skate on the entire surface of the lake, as it froze and had not yet been covered by a snowfall. Absolutely breathtaking.

5) What's the last book you read?

And actually finished? The Alchemist. I have a bad habit of starting books and never finishing them. I’m still in the middle of The Life of Pi (after 3 months…), and my honey is in the middle of reading me a story about a magician’s apprentice. As for that enlightenment book, well, it kinda fell by the wayside.

Freitag, März 25, 2005

Question # 2

2) What is your earliest memory?

I can remember sitting on the stone steps of our farmhouse in Quebec, all by myself. I must have been 3 years old. I remember thinking “I’m going to think back to this moment when I’m older”. I visited the farm two years ago in September on my cross country trip with Louise. It was the first time I had been back since we left in 1980. How incredible to stand in that very same spot, more than 25 years later. I have remembered that moment, and the most vivid connection I made to it was when I was a teenager, taking a personal growth seminar. They also asked this question as part of an exercise we were doing. We were to visualize that little person, and then going up to them and giving them a big hug. I think it was the first time I realized that I have that little Sassy Girl living inside of me, and that I need to take extra special care of her!

Donnerstag, März 24, 2005

RIP, Tasha

My sister's dog died today. She has had Tasha since... forever, it seems like!
The weird thing is, she was scheduled to be put down at the vet today. This afternoon before they were about to leave, Tasha went into the living room, lay down on the carpet, and died.
She must have known, and wanted to save my 7 month pregnant sister with two little boys in tow the trouble of the trip.
You were a sweet, sweet doggie and we'll miss you.

Montag, März 21, 2005

Interview Questions from Mel (#1)

1) Describe yourself when you were fourteen.

It was 1988, the Olympics came to town. I was in Grade 8. We hosted a family from California, who gave us tickets for the Downhill events at Nakiska. I had my very first celebrity sighting at the airport, Jason Bateman. I became vegetarian that year, after reading a book about fasting of my moms that referred to meat as ‘flesh’ and that grossed me out. We had moved from the south to the north end of the city, and so I had to switch schools. I liked my new school much better, the kids were much friendlier (not rich snobs) and I made some friendships that I still have today. I remember being at a birthday party with about 10 girls, and I very spur of the moment decided I had the ability to read cards (normal playing cards). I started to read them for one of the girls, who I barely knew, and all of the sudden she reached out and slapped me! Turns out what I was saying was all ringing true for her. I don’t read cards very often anymore; although I’m sure I still could if I wanted.

Donnerstag, März 17, 2005

My Urban Family, part 1

I feel like a brand new adoptive parent- waiting, no longing, yearning for my family existence to begin. Soon enough…

My ‘urban’ family, that is. Much has been written about this phenomenon of our new age. Clusters of close knit friends who come together and form a family unit.
Well, it looks as though my family is coming together nicely, most probably by the end of this week. All together under one roof.

I am happy to be the first one, nesting and preparing for all of their various arrivals.
Let me provide you, dear reader, with a quick recap of events thus far:

June SG signs lease with now ex bf, having broken up on moving day
July Attempted roommate situation with the little sister I never wanted
Aug Gleeful alone living time
Sept Attempt #2 at having a roomie, found A, who was a nice enough guy, but was
a) late with rent 4 out of the 5 months he lived here
b) had a penchant for cooking copious amounts of red meat and watching violent movies

This peace-loving-semi-veghead-non-tv-watching gal had problems with this.

Feb Lose A
March Move to upstairs suite

To be continued…
The inhabitants of ‘Big Sister’ get introduced.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

My fortune last night was eerily seasonally accurate:

"You will be showered with good luck"

I was out for Banana Spring rolls and coconut ice cream with my new buddy (and one of the many brides-to-be in my life right now) and that was the cherry on top of my whipped cream on top of our delicious dessert. The talk was equally as delicious- sometimes there's nothing better than some good old girl talk. Thanks, Sweetie!

So, getting back to my fortune... there WAS a naked man in my shower this morning. If THAT'S not good luck, I don't know what is!

Happy green beer drinking, everyone.

Mittwoch, März 09, 2005

File under: Things I have never done before

I did it!
I got up and sang in front of a whole bar full of people!
And boy oh boy was it fun.
I was really not intending to take part in the Karaoke happening at the 'alternative' bar I went to with C to celebrate his bday last night. But a couple of cosmic occurences happened (a woman sat down next to me and introduced herself, and we figured out 10 minutes later that she was my neighbour, for one) and there I was, with my duet partner, T, belting it out.
We sang 'Picture', his Kid Rock to my Sheryl Crow. And it was awesome!
The crowd was very supportive, especially when they found out I was a Karaoke Virgin (hee hee) and I was terrified until about 10 seconds in... Now I can't wait to do it again!
Watch out, here I come!

Dienstag, März 08, 2005

Happy Birthday from your FH

My friend ValancyJane recently posted a list of the contents of her purse.

This prompted me to do the same, except what follows is a list of the contents of my friend Chad’s (man)purse. I thought it would be more fun, and seeing as it’s his birthday… this one’s for you, Boo!

The Bag: Silver/Gray Vichy Homme Cosmetic Bag

A business card for Infusion Contemporary Cuisine in Bragg Creek
1 red condom
1 purple condom
Old Spice Arctic Force Deodorant
1 blush with mirror
A pair of cufflinks – brushed silver with black onyx stones
Cap from a bottle of Corona
Estee Lauder Eyeshadow brush* (*gift from me!)
55 cents
Razor head
Drivers License (recently recovered – yay!)
An address written in red pen, no name
Ashley’s phone number
Debit card
Cute policeman’s (who helped recover license) business card
Set of keys with silver Mickey Mouse
Broken piece of Candy cane
Mini bottles of shampoo & conditioner
Mega wax
Ex’s phone number on a hot pink post-it (which we quickly set fire to)
Lip gloss
Nail clippers
Lip pencil
Perfume sample
Bottle of Foundation
Zipper end

Montag, März 07, 2005

Somewhere between Burgundy and Fuchsia

Somewhere where dreams are dreamt
And fantasies come true

Somewhere on this journey
Is where I’ll find you

Somewhere between midnight and dawn
Fairies and monsters and elves dwell

Somewhere between chaos and calm
Is the time to cast spells

Somewhere just beyond your imagination
Realizing the power to shock

Somewhere deep in my heart
Is where these secrets are locked

Somewhere out on a limb
Most times just out of view

Somewhere I release it all
And it all begins anew

Freitag, März 04, 2005

Chocolate IS the cure

I have been feeling completely wiped out lately- since the beginning of the week. I don’t know whether it was the move, the two six day weeks back to back, the two soccer games a couple of days apart, the beautiful weather outside and me tied to this desk…
It has been incredibly hard to get out of bed all week. I lie there, listening to the stupid radio, thinking, “I could be up doing yoga, or something useful”, but no, I continue to lie there until the very last possible minute and then rush rush rush to get to work. I have a headache. I’m too hot. I’m too cold. What is wrong with me?

Malaise, I think is the word that best describes it. Yes, that’s perfect, in fact.
<1. medicine a general feeling of illness or sickness without any specific diagnostic significance 2. a general feeling of worry, discontent, or dissatisfaction, often resulting in lethargy>

On the other hand, there is a gelato shop opening up down the street from here, and they’re giving it away for free all day…

Dienstag, März 01, 2005

I'm on a rampage

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Your saturation level is lower than average - You don't stress out over things and don't understand people who do. Finishing projects may sometimes be a challenge, but you schedule time as you see fit and the important things all happen in the end, even if not everyone sees your grand master plan.

Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.

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Coming Clean

One of those moments that is so defining that you want to capture every single detail of it happening.

Bear with me, folks. I seem to have found my voice and she is not only long winded but I don’t think she’s gonna shut up anytime soon!


I have exactly one Sass-sized glass of 2002 Casa Lapostolle Sauvignon Blanc left from the bottle Louise and I started yesterday. Wow. Was that just yesterday? Yes, precisely one night I have spent in my new abode. In my freshly made bed. In my brand spankin’ new (to me) and CLEAN main floor home.

It was, as predicted, the easiest move ever, up from the basement in one fowl swoop. It’s now past midnight, and finally I sit, able to write in my semi set up living room. At the very least I had to flip the couch into an upright position and put the pillows back on it. C & I had left it tipped in our haste as I rushed to leave for my soccer game earlier this evening.

First I cleared away the boxes, put the filing cabinet back together, and puttered around shifting things here and there until everything was satisfactory (temporarily). To my satisfaction, that is.

I have come to the realization that not everyone shares the same opinion or standards for things. Cleanliness, for example. But let’s not go there right now.

I feel that a transformation has taken place. A huge shift. I feel like I’m finally able to exhale. Emerging from the depths of the dungeon that was my domain. Finally surfacing after enduring a long, cooped up winter (of my discontent?) with not enough oxygen or nutrients to get me by.

The time has come, the time is now. To wake up, open those blinds, clear the cobwebs, and Let The Sun Shine In! Ahem. Sorry, got a little carried away there. However, I have made an important discovery. Basement Suites. No More.

It’s like a commencement into adulthood. I had a mini stove and fridge down below, and now my regular sized appliances seem giant to me. They have inspired a late night grocery spree and visions of recipe trying and dinner parties dance in my head.

In fact, that reminds me- now is the perfect time for my honey to start redeeming his Christmas present(s): at least one meal a month chosen from recipes out of a German cookbook I gave him. Which will enable us to a) expound a little more on the culinary vocabulary in my ‘father tongue’ and b) enjoy a healthy home cooked meal together. How romantic! Well, at least that’s my goal.

Anyhoo… (I did have a point here somewhere) the extra large –to me, having gotten used to the tiny European versions of fridges my whole time in Germany- space has inspired me to fill it with nutritious food. That, and the thought of fitting into the dress I want to wear to that wedding happening in 4 weeks…

Nearly $100 expended in groceries (yes, all put away, Ainsley!) and my sweaty soccer stuff hanging triumphantly downstairs in the laundry room, a yummy glass of vino and some antipasto and stoned wheat crackers in my belly, with only 3 or 4 (ok, maybe 5) boxes left to unpack my 2nd day in… I’m ready to call it a night. Goodnight!