Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Lil’ Chocolate Chippers



Wanna know something good? The Hillhurst Farmers Market is well on it's way to being super duper wonderful this year. It started in the beginning on June and runs straight through till October- every Wednesday from 3:30-7:30pm.  Want to know something even better? Jen Chic’s Little Chocolate Chippers available (of course) at the Hillhurst Farmers Market $5 for 6 of 'em. Yummy. Yummy Yum Yum Tummy tum yum! You can buy them freshly baked or raw. Raw if you want to bake them when you get home- instant air freshener- or for those die hard raw cookie dough eaters. And for those sustain-a-tarians, they are made in all their oooey gooey chocolaty goodness from 100% locally source organic ingredients.

That has to be the all around feel good cookie of the year.

So today is Wednesday, why don't you take off from work a little early and buy a dozen or two. Bet you can't eat just one!





Picture Credit to Jen Chic

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Ride to Conquer Cancer


Every year my lovely little Canadian city rallies together (with bikes in hand) for a weekend tour to raise funds and awareness for cancer. 220 km, 2 days and 1 night touring across some of the most stunning natural surrounds this country has to offer. This year was the second annual Ride to Conquer Cancer and I knew double the people participating in it. One friend related his experience in a touching email:

"The Ride started at Spruce Meadows on Saturday and ended at Chain Lakes Provincial Park later that day. In between, we made "pit stops" in Okotoks, High River and Nanton to refuel and share in moment with our fellow riders. By the end of Saturday, we had cycled 115 km, with the last 15-20 km being uphill. In my mind, the uphill "battle" we faced on our bikes was a perfect metaphor of the real uphill battle that many of those with cancer face on a daily basis. The sweat I spilled is nothing in comparison to the tears shed by those who have suffered or continue to suffer with this deadly disease. The pain I experienced going up that hill pales in comparison to the pain experienced by those who suffer with cancer. These people were my motivation for making it to the top of that hill and I hope that my actions can in turn provide them with motivation to do the same in the fight against cancer.

I continued The Ride early Sunday morning at around 7:30 a.m., again with "pit stops" in Longview and Turner Valley. I crossed the finish line at Spruce Meadows at about 12:30 p.m. I was a sore and tired, but full of hope that my efforts, and the efforts of the other 1,887 people who participated in The Ride, may help turn the tide in the fight against cancer. This experience will remain with me for a long time."

It took place over the weekend (July 26th-27th), I actually came across some of the participants on my way back from my families country house along highway 22. There were all kinds of people- fit people, not so fit people, men, women, young, old, some who had Cancer, some who survived Cancer and some who were doing it in the name of someone close to them who had done the delicate dance with Cancer.  I was so touched by their efforts that it was impossible to keep me in the car so I pulled over and greeted the people who were riding into one of the pit stops. Hugging and congratulating. Even at one of the last legs of the even people were still vibrating with energy and enthusiasm. It truly was special witnessing these people.

The event raised over $6.9 million dollars and will change a lot of peoples lives. Congrats to all those who participated, you have my admiration, respect and thanks.


Written insert credited to Mr. B.Shirvell
Image credited to the Enbrdige Ride to Conquer Cancer web site

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Urban Hike

A few months ago I went for a walk in my neighbourhood.
These are some of the things I found.


Walking Canvases


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back alley art



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Inner City Elegance- apparently.


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Spring brings color


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$2700.00 damage deposit needed to live here- on top of rent.


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Looking Up


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Feather on the wall

Wedding Bells

I get it now.

My lovely girlfriend, Rheann got married on Saturday and my goodness... what a fabulous day that was. Actually the whole weekend was fantastic.

Friday:
Took the day off, the other girls in the wedding party (plus bride) met at my place so we could walk over to Urban Venus to get our nails and toes done. Best toes and hands experience of my LIFE (no joke there, just the truth) Rheann got blue toes as her "something blue" (so cute!). 

Made our way over to the Church where we had the rehearsal (I bawled through the whole darn thing, so sweet). Talk about a stunning place to exchange your vows! This was the first time I met Rheann's father and it was so touching to see the closeness between the two of them.

After the rehearsal we went over the her parents place where "the uncle" was cooking up some crazy meat and everyone was having a good time. Sat down and met some of Rheann and Kyle’s family and friends- amazing! Everyone was so warm and inviting. The kind of place that anyone would feel at ease.

I had to leave early though I didn't really want to, I still had not found the right pair of shoes. I had been looking for a few weeks and could not come up with anything that that would work. My dress was a classic cocktail length black satin dress, I needed black shoes and I didn't have anything that would work for a wedding. Everything I had was too "corporate" and too heavy. So I rushed back to the city and ran into the closest mall. There was only one store in the city I had not tried yet and I knew there was one in that mall. 5 steps into the mall I ran through the shoe department of a store I never even though to look in. The Bay- well damn if the perfect pair of shoes weren't sitting there on a table.

1) they were black, strappy and perfect to go with my bridesmaid dress
2) the shoe that was on the table was with its mate and IN MY SIZE
3) they were 50% off
4) I put them on and instantly my feet sighed with relief. They were comfortable!

So I bought them- painless and perfect!

Then I ran around and got some other really important things taken care of- I was ready for the weekend.

Saturday:
Saturday morning, I was up by 6am and putting things together. I didn't have to worry about washing my hair or putting on make-up because all of that was being done for me later on in the day. I threw on my sweats and ran out the door. Met the ladies at the hair salon and we got our hair done while eating cookies and laughing it up. Rheann looked amazing, they placed her vale on and she could have gotten married right there she was so beautiful. Even without a stitch of makeup and her in sweats.

We all piled ito the car and went back to her parents place to get make up done and have some lunch. Rheann's close friend Michelle did our make-up and did a wonderful job. Apply false lashes with skills I'm sure only a few women in the world possess. All while keeping a 3 year old happy and content- Rheann's brother has a daughter who is the sweetest thing ever. She was all about doing girly things and was right in there with any make up brush she would find helping out Michelle.

By 2pm we were ready to go and started getting Rheann into her dress. The bodice had a heavily laced back on it which her mother and maid of honor tied her into. Dress on, shoes on and into the cars we go. on the way there I said to the other girls "why are we so nervous? We aren't the ones getting married!" Michelle responded" Because we are taking it away from Rheann". Truth to that!

The wedding happened- Rheann walked down the aisle towards Kyle a wave of overjoyed tears flushed through the guests. As she walked towards him you could tell that to them they were the only ones in that church. Tears, laughter, vows and kisses- it was done. Married. Then it started to rain- pour. We made it to the limo 95% dry, it was symbolism for new beginnings. Cracking open a bottle of champagne it was time to celebrate.

Pictures were taken, laughter shared and eventually we all made it to the reception were the night was danced away. It was time to take my shoes off by that point because they were just starting to bother me. Excellent purchase those little shoes were. Amazing night.

I've never really thought about marriage until this last year. Even then I kind of figured that it was an old fashion tradition that wasn't necessary. I still feel that way, it's not necessary but it's nice. It's nice to share moment like these with people who are close. One of these days I hope to have my own version of a wedding, I'm not really sure what that would entail but it will make sense to me when the moment comes.

I get it now.


OH! Remember how earlier I was concerned about crying at the wedding- well I didn't. Well, I did but it wasn't what I thought it was going to be. Yes, my eyes were glistening and I had to use a tissue a few times but over all I was all smiles. Though, I do have to admit that when I got home that night I had a big happy cry in my bed. and when ever I talk about it I get all choked up but it was good!

photo borrowed from Google Images

Thursday, June 17, 2010

The Day I Met Bruce Springsteen


There is something a little odd, a little special and even a little surreal about walking through a store only to come across one of the biggest names in Americana Rock- just sitting there. Waiting. like any other man waiting for his wife and daughter to finish trying on clothes. There he was, Bruce Springsteen. I caught him out of the corner of my eye over a rack of Rock and Republic skinny jeans. I didn't know what to do. Should I look again? I muttered under my breath to Jenn C. "I think that's Bruce Springsteen waiting over there in the boyfriend chairs". Slyly she took a peak and looked back at me "Are you sure? We should ask someone. He looks so young!" I looked again and I caught his eye- he smiled. I quickly looked away and pretended to be occupied by some dresses on the rack beside me.

It was him.

I could just tell by the vibrancy of the staff. It was as if head office had made a visit. Managers were on the sales floor ushering staff and clients around with exaggerated smiles and over extended courtesy all while keeping an eye on the man sitting in the black rain coat.

I wondered to my self, should I approach this man? Does he just want to be left alone? No one was fussing around him- all he was doing was waiting. Patiently.When will I ever get a chance like this again? To at least say hello to what some would call, a legend. However by the time I had made up my mind he was gone. My chance was gone or so I thought, until I made my way to the cosmetic department- determined to get my eyebrows waxed. There he sat, at the Nars counter- waiting. Again. I walked up to him without hesitation and said "Mr. Springsteen? My name is Blanche, it is a pleasure to meet you in person. May I shake your hand?" He reached out, again, with the warm smile that had been on his face when I first saw him. His grip was firm and I was the first to let go. I was taken back by how approachable and comfortable he was. Idle chit chat was made and we were on our way after a few short minutes. I'm really glad I didn't say anything strange like if his feet were starting to become webbed after all the rain we have been having this month.

After another good 3/4's of an hour we made our way back through the store and who was still sitting in the cosmetic department was The Boss himself- still, waiting. For his wife. I smiled, waved and gave him a little wink and he waved back. An acknowledgement of his patience.

Bruce Springsteen- I'm on Fire

"I can take you higher"

Today was just suppose to be just another day for me. Go to work, eat lunch, go shopping, get my eyebrows waxed and go to bed in good time to be rested for the next day of my life. Today was a little special, a little odd and even a little surreal- I met Bruce Springsteen. How many times in my life time will I ever get the chance to say that again?


 

Image borrowed from Last FM

Friday, June 11, 2010

BP Coffee Spill

Nothing fixes a coffee spill like hair and Kevin Costner:



Happy Friday, don't spill your coffee.






If you are having trouble viewing the video please see it HERE on You Tube. It's funny but also sad.



Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Slim Chips: An Evolution

When I was little I went through a paper eating phase and it was weird and wonderful. Well, I can retreat back to my old ways thanks to a joke gone concept gone real life.


Slim Chips
indigestible hardened pieces of flavoured, coloured paper!
Mmmm... sounds tasty. *urp*




Just look at it, nothing says tasty like a bag of spinach colored paper that tastes like... peppermint? Or worse- Sweet Potato! I least favorite food of ALL TIME. Just the though of it turns my tummy, gives me goose bumps and causes me to involuntary dry heave.

I was hoping for Roast Chicken, Dill Pickle or at the very least Ketchup.

I don't do low fat, I don't do paper (anymore-I quit when I was 8) I totally don't think I'm going to do this.
So are YOU going to eat them?


[hat tip to The Consumerist]

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Power To The Orange Wellies

They've done it again- they (who ever "they" are) have made fashion strange.

Introducing POWER WELLIES by ORANGE

My Wellies Are Sexy & Eco-Chic


You can dance all night (preferably 12 hours) and keep your phone charged for 1 hour all while looking oh so stylish in these hot and sexy rubber boots. It's the heat from your feet that gives them their power.

Don't get me wrong- I LOVE my rubber boots. I have a few pairs, one ever has a lovely little wedge heal on it (trust me to get high heel rain boots). These Power Wellies are just beastly looking- I'd wear them in the back country (to muck around in the swamp) and that is the last place I want to take my cell phone. Even if I could get reception.

To be honest though I guess these boots were designed to be worn while gallivanting around the mud at the famed Glastonbury Festival

Andrew Pearcey, Head of Sponsorship at Orange UK said: “Orange remain loyal to the green ethos of the Glastonbury Festival and are committed to researching exciting new energy sources that can be used on site to ensure people can stay in touch with their nearest and dearest. The Orange Power Wellies use clean and renewable energy to create valuable electricity ensuring festival goers can text and phone their mates for the duration of the weekend”.


Your Feet Are Hot- and charging my phone.

So all in all, I give them an A for creativity and even an A for effort but the chances that I would find any use for these are so slim I might just have to eat a sandwich.

Can you see a use for them in your life?




[Hat tip to Geeky Gadgets]

Friday, June 4, 2010

Today Is Awesome

Why?
Because the bank was giving away free Cotton Candy, that's why.


Life is gooood.

Happy Friday Everyone-





Images borrowed from Cheeky Kitchen

Up In The Air

Have you seen the movie Up In The Air with George Clooney, Vera Farmiga and Anna Kendrick? Well I am starting to feel like that might be my life. At least for about a month- by the way, I am not George Clooney (that part if played by a woman we'll call J. Fen), I am that gum shoe girl who kind of just seems like she is tagging along the whole way through.

*enter sarcastic tone here (don't stop till I tell you)*

Over the next little while I am going to be taking off on a jet setter life style as I travel for business (not firing people like in the movie) to all these happening places around the province. Highlights will be:

Red Deer, AB, Canada
Red Deer, home of the Donut Mill.

Strathmore, AB, Canada
Home of Canadian Tire, Marks Work Warehouse and Tim Hortons


Grandeprairie, AB, Canada
They aren't lying about the "Grand" prairie part. It goes on and on and on...


Lloydminster, AB, Canada
Home of the Saskatchewan/Alberta boarder markers

Nisku, AB, Canada
I don't know what this is home too other then many offices in the Oil Industry.

I'm sure a lucky girl, I know. I can hardly wait till June 21st- what better way to ring in the first day of summer then with a nice trip to one of these fabulous places.

*no more sarcastic tone, thank you*

What kinds of places have you traveled for your work?  



Images borrowed from Google Images. I purposely picked images of a more industrial theme- I'm sure these towns have their pretty spots just as some of the beautiful places in the world have their ugly spots.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Meet Chaarlee

My mum said she wasn't going to do it but she did. She brought home a puppy after a trip to see her favorite breeder in the United States. My parents haven't had a puppy in the house for 8 years so they kind of forgot what it's like. Lucky for them, Chaarlee (Yes, Charlie but spelt Chaarlee.) is a doll even though he is built like a tank and tough like one too.

Yes, my ear is a little green.
It's from my tattoo, I'm hard core that way.

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This stick is my biggest achievement yet!

With their wild enthusiasm and value for the small things in life, puppies have the ability to put a smile on almost any face. There is a lot that people can learn from animals most importantly the capability to enjoy the simple things in life and acceptance. Vital to any happy existence- I think.

Take a break from your life today and go hug a puppy!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Louise Bourgeois: spiderwoman


Louise Bourgeois has been regarded by some as one of the worlds most important artists although she never gained recognition until her 70's when New York's Museum of Modern Art put on a retrospective of Bourgeois' work.

It has been said that Bourgeois sculptures incorporate a sense of vulnerability and fragility. Her works are often viewed to have a sense of sexuality to them, which she believed is a large part of both vulnerability and fragility

Her most famous work is a gigantic spider made of stainless steel and marble which stands outside of the Tate Modern in London which she titled Mamam- after her mother. Her mother who was an industrious tapestry restorer, always spinning her own web. For Bourgeois, the spider was a symbol of strength and feminine independence and the perfect metaphor for how she viewed her mother.

And I believe it is the perfect metaphor for Louise Bourgeois, the "spiderwoman". Who outlived many men who shared homage in her industry, who excelled in what she did after the death of her husband and who lived a full life till May 31, 2010 when she passes away suddenly from a heart attack. She was 93.

There is no greater inspiration to me then that.


Louise Bourgeois
December 25, 1911- May 31, 2010