Friday, October 28, 2011

The Fool in Me

"I must learn to love the fool in me--the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. It alone protects me against that utterly self-controlled, masterful tyrant whom I also harbor and who would rob me of human aliveness, humility, and dignity but for my fool."
-- Theodore I. Rubin, MD

This is something to remember. To keep with you always and reflect on  at those times in which self doubt creeps in and tells you that you are too much-- because the people who matter most in your life, they won't think you are too much. And if they do, they will tell you gently and with love.

Things That Bug Me Today

Here is a list of the things that have annoyed me so far today:

bikes ridding on the side walk:
you are dressed like a high speed racer on your bike but you don't know how to ride your bike. When you are on your bike, you are a vehicle and belong on the road. When you are off your bike, you are considered a pedestrian. You aren't either-or OR worse a multi-changing-vehicle of death. What would you say if a car was driving down the sidewalk? Well.. it's the same thing. and don't wear black. You should know better. It's pitch black outside and wearing black without reflective tape is a bad idea. Especially if all of the sudden you decide that you are a car and want to be on the road. You are going to die. I don't want to see that happen. I'm going to send you a Halloween safety tip sheet to ensure that you are reminded of the safety that needs to be taken after the sun goes down.

Phone Calls:
Stop it. The more you call me asking where stuff is the more time I spend looking for it and in turn, the less time I have to actually send you the stuff you are calling about. PLUS, if I just talked to you 10 minutes ago and you call me back asking the same questions. I am going to be mad. I said I would call you when I had the answers. Thank you.

So, we all work in private offices. Yes, there is glass all around and you can see me. STOP LOOKING AT ME! You walk past and tilt your head higher or lower just to look at me as you walk past. It's creepy. Rule of thumb, if you can see me, I can see you. So either try to be more sly or don't do it at all unless you are going to wave, say "hi" or come in and talk to me. And another thing, if you walk past my office 80 million times a day and yell my name at me every time (or worse, whisper it), please stop. I hate that. I know who I am, you know who I am. Stop it. Also, don't talk to me in baby talk. Thank you.

My Mood:
I hate being in anything other than a happy, perky, mood. but.. we all have our moments, our mood swings, our hormone changes... That's me. Once a month... a week of whatever the heck mother nature feels like giving me. Either it's grouchy or sad. It's insane. I am insane for one week or if I'm (un)lucky... two. I doubt everything, I stress about things that usually don't bother me. I get mad at people who breath too loud, walk to loud.. do anything TO LOUD. All I want to do is make-out, sit on a beach, read and drink various things (water included) I need sun, I need laughter... I also need to be able to bitch about the stuff that is bothering me because that's the only way I can get it out of my system. As soon as I start talking about it, I can laugh about it. Sure, I am quick to cry.. it happens. My hormones are raging.. it's like being an angsty teenager once a week, every month. My sleep is disrupted, food upsets my tummy and my boobs don't fit in my bra (looks sexy but when it comes to touching them to enjoying them.. it hurt. Hence the term Booby Trap maybe?). I'm in love with the world but the world breaks my heart *sigh... and all I want to eat is peanut butter. Or cake.

We all get mood changes, nothing ever stays the same. I have to accept mine and  I am. Boys get them, girls get them.. we all get them. It's healthy. If a person is happy ALL the time, there is something wrong there. we have to have the sweet in order to experience the sour. Right? Right...

So, I sit with my crank for today. I plan to use it to maybe channel some laughs tonight. Or I'll just drink some wine and cry in the bathroom about how all the baby animals in the world needs to be hugged and brushed. Whatever happens, I'm sure it will be interesting. Now hopefully this blind date boy (the same one from a few months ago, I think I told you that things are going well?) can handle my high octane sex drive that occurs during this week as well...

and that is a fully honest, and authentic post. welcome to my head.

Read My Glitz

Check this weirdness out:

 That's right, lip foil... for your lips. To wear outside of the house, not on Halloween. This is a company called Glitzystick. I have a hard enough time putting on liquid foundation so something like this looks silly to me. And uncomfortable AND has me reaching for my chappy out of compulsion.

Granted, the red one doesn't look AS bad and wearing them out at the club might be fun but really.. I'm too old for this and really not that interested. Like I said, I have enough trouble putting on liquid foundation. I do. I tried this morning and ended up washing my whole face again and putting my powdery stuff on instead. Nice and safe.

What do you think? Could you see yourself using this product? I promise, I won't judge.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

The Need for Adventure

So today, I googled "I need an adventure". This was my first hit:
"There is something about jumping a horse over a fence, something that makes you feel good. Perhaps it's the risk, the gamble. In any event it's a thing I need." -- William Faulkner
"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all." -- Helen Keller
Associated with the Goal of Growth, the need for Adventure drives people to seek various forms of stimulation. The pursuit of exciting new experiences and an inherent craving for any form of adrenaline rush are common components of this need.  
People with a need for Adventure tend to be independent, optimistic, confident, and possess an exuberant zest for life. They love to take risks or meet challenges, and the sense of drama that normally accompanies such enterprises is enormously satisfying to them. In the negative pole, this flair for drama can be used inappropriately, leading to either the creation of crisis for effect, a reckless regard for life and limb, or a self-destructive pattern of compulsive disorders involving alcohol, drugs, sex, and excessive spending.  
A need for Adventure is occasionally chosen when souls have fallen asleep at the wheel too many times in previous past lives. The need pokes and prods people to stay awake or to seek a higher degree of presence in their lifetime. Those who have become too attached to security will often choose a need of adventure in order to add excitement to what normally might be a safe but boring life. There is a push with this need to meet the world head on, and to explore agreements, engage the life task, and complete karma.
The thrill of discovery is tantamount with this need and occasionally an intoxication can develop from the sheer exhilaration of it all. This can be both fulfilling and exhausting, especially when the hunger for new experience becomes insatiable. At some point regarding certain experiences, the realization must be made that the "tank is running on empty" and there's nothing to gain from endless repetition. 
Adventure can manifest in many different ways, from a love of traveling, to an entrepreneur starting a new company.  Roller coasters enthusiasts, recreational drug users, fans of Indiana Jones movies, or readers of horror/sci-fi novels might all have a need for Adventure in common, as well as people who seem driven to frequently change jobs, spouses, or the places where they live. Falling madly in love with someone is one of the more pleasant expressions of this need
How the 2nd Chakra Affects the Need of Adventure
This chakra focuses on the emotional self and is driven in the pursuit of pleasurable experiences, both sensual and sexual. In short, the main goal is to enjoy life. This makes for a nice partnership with the need for Adventure.
On the positive side, this chakra/need combination leads to creative and resourceful people who live life fully and with gusto. In the negative, hedonistic behavior can take root. There can be great suffering in life and difficulty in letting go of negative attitudes. Examining the root causes of emotional distress can be the first step towards healing. Finding something that is enjoyed and doing it passionately can also help in dissipating negative energy. Exploring the four pillars, especially True Play, can be of enormous assistance here.
Helpful affirmations are:
  • Life feels great.
  • I love myself and I am loved by others.
  • I am supremely happy with the way my life is unfolding.

7 Levels of Adventure
1) Destructive drama  2) Glamour/Addictions/Adrenaline rush  3) Excitement of senses (drugs/sex)  4) Stimulation of mind/learning  5) Self/Inner discovery  6) Essence contact  7) Enlightenment/Presence

Interesting article. Though, a little new age for me. I can see some interesting insight. I am always looking for Self/Inner Discovery as well as Stimulation for the mind/learning. This all comes from The Nine Needs of human existence. I am bring attention to this soley becasue I find it interesting.


This is wrong:

Pepto Pink itches my neck

This is wrong:

Dirty bird feathers and high heel suede hiking boots. Good Ideas.
 I love fashion. It makes no sense to me. I'd like to find a way that I can still have the comfort of summer dresses, but in the winter. I hate pants.

"we are so lost and so not dressed for this."

Some of Canada's Most Haunted Houses (OK, not really)


I've never been the type to shy away from a good ghost story. OR even the type to really believe in ghosts... but I like a good story and I also like to get my freak on so... here is a list of some of the interesting buildings across Canada that you can eat, sleep and shop at.

Calgary's Rouge Restaurant

Think your kitchen’s a nightmare? The staff members at this creepy resto have had to deal with frying pans moving by themselves, doors opening and closing on their own, and multiple ghost sightings, including the figures of former house residents Helen and Nellie Cross.

Rouge; 1240 8 Ave. S.E.; 403-531-2767;


Montreal's Notre-Dame-Des-Neiges Cemetery

Send a tingle down your spine exploring the biggest cemetery in Canada. Boasting over one million resting six feet under, this national historic site is crammed with enough mausoleums and headstones to spook you senseless.

Notre-Dame-Des-Neiges Cemetery;  


Ottawa's Jail Hostel

Before checking in to this hostel, you better muster up the courage to spend the night in a former cell. Originally the Carleton County Jail, the gruesome inmate mistreatment in this old stone building has resulted in frightful hauntings.

Ottawa Jail Hostel; 75 Nicholas St.; 613-235-2595;


Toronto's Keg Restaurant

Spot one of several resident ghosts lingering around this beautiful steakhouse. Listen for children’s footsteps running around on the creaky second floor or look above the main stairs for a popular ghostly hideout.

The Keg Manson; 515 Jarvis St.;


Vancouver's Gastown

Check out the city’s oldest ‘burb for some paranormal activity. Home to Blood Alley, named after the buckets of blood that landed on these ancient cobblestones by butchers who held business here in the 20th century, this pathway maintains a ghostly energy even today.



I know that there are spookier places in this young country of ours, but this was a pre-built list and I was feeling a little lazy today. PLUS, I was impressed with the Ottawa's Jailhouse Hostel. Looks fun! I'm not a big believer in ghosts (I'm too skeptical for that, I'm sorry. I do believe in Santa though. OK, not really) but, like I said above... I love a good story, I adore history and everyone once in a while I try and let my mind go blank and believe in things like spooky stories and magic.

Is there a spooky place in your area that gives you goose bumps every time you walk past?

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Caramel Corn

One of fastest ways to rot your teeth (but also one of the most delicious) is caramel corn. Here are all the deets on how to make it yourself. Butter, brown sugar melted and coated over perfectly snackable popcorn? I'll take it. Here’s the recipe in all its oozing glory.

I'm thinking about making this for a party on Friday. That is if I lose the ambition to make donuts. We will see.


Good Customer Service

Good deeds are supposed to be rewarded, but all too often they simply go unnoticed. When Reddit user zambuka42 had a good experience dealing with Amazon customer service, he decided to let his friends at the social news site know about it.

Now, half a million people have read what happened and the number continues to rise.

It all started with an order for some merchandise that was sent to his parents’ house. Amazon performed their part properly and the order was received. Getting the order to zambuka42 was a little more challenging as he is currently volunteering in Tanzania. When the USPS lost the items, zambuka42 reached out to Amazon to find out if there was an easy way to place the order again without doing it manually.

After hearing the story and taking a minute to check it out, the customer service agent on chat asked a question.
“In that case, can I proceed in creating a full refund for your order, Brian?” asked the service agent named Karthikeyan.

Brian was stunned. He reiterated that it was the USPS’ fault, not Amazon’s.

The service agent replied, “I understand. However we’ll take full responsibility for this issue, Brian.”

The entire conversation was captured in a screenshot and posted on Reddit. With over 1000 Reddit points and 1000 comments, the screenshot has half a million views.

The cost to Amazon of refunding the order even when it wasn’t their fault: $25.13. The value of good customer service “exposed” through social media: “Priceless” is so overused but it really does exemplify the value in this circumstance.

A representative at Amazon is looking into the story and trying to find the customer service representative. She was unable to leave a direct quote before the press office was notified, but said that if the story checks out, she’ll be using it as an example in training.

Here is a screenshot of the chat (click to enlarge):


Dream Halloween Costume

THIS is my dream costume for halloween:

I'm such a ham.

The Personal Trainer

Last night, I had my first meet and greet with my personal trainer, Geoff (which I happen to think of as a fetching 'dog name'). I told him my objective, he asked me questions. He watched how my body moved when I did push-ups, squats and other such various movements. He noticed a very obvious muscle imbalance on my lower back, on the right side. I was aware that I was a little crooked but, he said this might be a problem. He refereed me to someone to check it out.

I like being at the gym. I like that I've joined the YMCA. There are a lot of boys there but there is only one boy I have my eye on. Mr. NP, the blind date guy. He goes there too. AS does my BFF LB and her partner C. I originally looked at the YMCA because it was close, smaller and cheaper. I like it and I joined because it wasn't that busy, the people were nice and when I went to sign-up, I ran into 8 people I knew.

Geoff, my trainer, he has my same body type. Can eat whatever he wants but doesn't gain weight. It's nice to work with someone who understands and doesn't curse you for having a high metabolism. He marveled at my finishing skills left over from my days of gymnastics. Why my arms pop-up in the air, it's just natural for it to flow for me. I wasn't even aware that I did it. It's like continuous glitter hands, always making the things I do sparkle.

Silly times.

So, I'm going to see someone about my back and then in two weeks I get to meet with Geoff again. He'll have a routine for me and we'll go from there. Until then, I will keep doing the things he taught me and then get comfortable in the gym. I'm most excited about the running track, a nicesoft track that doesn't have hobo's wanting to jump out of bushes to scare me. Instead, just meat heads high on muscle milk.. I can deal with them.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

10 Tips for Surviving Sick Days at Home

I haven't been sick since June *knocks on wood* and so as we come into cold and flu season, it's granted that I'll get a least one cold. In which I'll stay home from work because that's just how I am. I don't want to get other people sick and when I am sick, I can't do anything but be sick. My mind doesn't work, my body doesn't work. It's pointless.

I came across this post today on Apartment Therapy about surviving sick days at home and I just had to re-post it.

I'll also paste it all below because that's all part of the fun.

Getting ill from time to time is inevitable, so you might as well be prepared. Tucking away a few essentials makes a lot more sense than standing in line at the store when your temperature is spiking. Here are a few of my must-haves for when — doctor's orders — it's you and the couch for a couple of days. Do you have any tips for surviving sick time at home?

• Electrical heating pads are efficient, but dozing off with one can cause burns or fires. A hot water bottle will soothe your upset belly or sore back and maybe even ease you into sleep. It's also a treat on a chilly night, especially if it's wrapped in a cashmere cozy.

• I spent three straight days wrapped in wool blankets. If you have the space, a stash of thick blankets will cocoon you in warmth when you're feeling chilled from fever or frosty temperature. The softer and cozier, the better. If you've got something contagious, be sure to clean them when you're recovered!

• It's unlikely you're going to launder your sheets midway through a short bout of the flu, but a fresh pillowcase feels like heaven after a night of sweaty tossing and turning. Even if you're a one-sheet-set person, keep an extra pillowcase or two in the closet. If you're feverish, chill a pillowcase in the freezer for an instant cool-down.

• My next household splurge will definitely be high-quality pillows. That's all I was wishing for as my budget pillow seemed to gradually lose its will to fluff. It was flatter than my unwashed hair, and just as unappealing.

• The last thing you want to do when you're feeling really crummy is run to the drugstore. Sometimes you need relief right now. I keep a plastic box neatly stuffed with over-the-counter meds and herbal remedies for everything from the common cold to heartburn. Every year or so, I throw out the way-past-expired drugs and restock as soon as possible.

• I love having a carafe by the bedside for middle-of-the-night thirst attacks, but it also comes in handy when you're camped out on the couch. A full carafe by day's end will chide you, too. Didn't your doc tell you to drink plenty of water?

• Whenever bathtubs come up on Apartment Therapy, readers seem to fall yay or nay on the relevance of the tub in modern home design. I don't care how outdated the humble fixture becomes (unlikely!), it will always be a high-ranking priority for me. Nothing — and I mean nothing — soothes an aching body like a good soak, especially with Epsom salts thrown into the mix. A hot shower feels pretty fine, too, though.

• Even if you're all about takeout, you should always have a little something in your pantry (cause trust me, chow mein is tough on a tummy in turmoil). Canned soup works in a pinch, but in an ideal world, you'd have a container of homemade stuff in the freezer at all times.

• Since we don't have a TV right now, my laptop helped me cling to sanity when I wasn't sleeping. I don't think I could've made it through without watching the entire first season of The Walking Dead on Netflix (amazingly, my stomach held steadfast through the goriest scenes). Once I was feeling on the mend enough to sit upright, I was insanely grateful for the many magazines piled near my front door.

• My last tip, and this one is totally optional, is to adopt a fluffy golden retriever. It turns out that my crazy pup Quatchi — who usually can't stay still for five minutes — is the best buddy ever, which I finally realized after he insisted on spending every moment curled by my side. Quatchi didn't used to be allowed on the bed. Now future hubby and I have an exception: If we're sick, the dog stays.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Your Cute for the Day

I'll be the big spoon, you can be the little spoon

Upward facing Panda

How cute! They are so cute I just can't stand it. I wanna eat thier little faces and paws.  Omnomnomnom...

Stolen Wedding Pictures: Help Find Peoples Memories

My friend Sam is a professional photographer and an all around amazing human being. He had his car broken into with both his laptop and his camera stolen. He is not concerned about the items, he can replace those. What he can't replace are the photos that were taken and stored on those items.

I know most of you are not even from Canada, but if you are and even better, if you are from Alberta, please pass this along. A month ago a friend of a friend had her dog stolen and through social networking she was able to find it. In another city, in the care of another person. It was her dog though, and it was found.



Monday, October 17, 2011

Halloween Costumes for Two

You can go with the traditional Sonny and Cher, Antony and Cleopatra, Sid and Nancy, Plug and Socket (this list goes on and on), but if you are a part of a twosome this Hallow’s Eve, why not go for something quirky and different? Here are ten great ideas to ensure you have couples everywhere slapping their heads in the proverbial “why didn’t I think of that” gesture.

1. Jay-Z and Pregnant Beyonce – Pick your favorite looks from the reigning King and Queen of music. Double points if you add the baby bump and wear anything from House of Dereon.

2. Boris and Natasha – From Rocky and Bullwinkle!

3. Go as each other – This idea only works when you attend a party with mutual friends who get the joke, but it just requires switching wardrobes and adopting your significant others’ charming mannerisms.

4. A pair of blue jeans - You both just need all blue attire and name tags that say “Gene” and “Jean” respectively. Inexpensive, clever and perfect for the guy who isn’t into costumes.

5. Lady Gaga and Jo Calderone - Great for the girl who wanted to do this look solo, great for the guy who just wants to dress like Danny Zuko.

6. Jake Ryan and Sam Baker – 16 Candles anyone? A letterman’s jacket and an awful 80′s bridesmaid’s dress is all you need to make this throwback costume golden!

7. Quailman and Patty Mayonnaise – Everyone’s favorite cartoon duo brought back to life! Pink polka dots for her and underwear on the outside of the khakis for him. For you third wheel friend, Skeeter Valentine is a great addition. Awwww.. love the show Doug.

8. Double Rainbow – The YouTube sensation comes to life when you construct two rainbow costumes. One smaller so one person can crouch down to make the perfect photo op.

9. Carmen Sandiego and a Globe (or map) – Won’t take a gumshoe to figure out that this idea is pretty great. Or she looks pretty good with Waldo too.

10. Jack and Sally – From Tim Burton’s most successful animated film, The Nightmare Before Christmas. This one is for real Halloween enthusiasts because it involves make-up and pretty specific attire.

You can also add “Zombie” in front of any and all couple costume ideas (much like adding “in bed” at the end of any cookie fortune) and it totally works. Zombie Ken and Barbie, Zombie Romeo and Juliet, Zom-bee’s (Zombie Bee’s) are just a few of the endless possibilities.

Affordable Adventure

Hotel Penang, in Malaysia

Who wants to go on an adventure with me?

(and you think I'm kidding... I'm not)


A slice of my Adventure Bucket List... it keeps getting bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger

My Summer Bucket List almost completed, next step... fall/winter

How to Order Italian without Sounding Sciocco

Here is the average Joe's go-to guide for ordering Italian and not sounding like a snob or a jerk.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Simply Put

It's the simple things that make me happiest:

-a good book
-tidy house
-natural beauty
-company of good friends and lovers
-walks that don't need to be rushes
-linking arms or even hand holding
-blankets and couch forts
-laughter and smiles
-good intention and good humor

When ever life gets too complicated; my relationships get complicated and everything around me, I am become unhappy. It's one thing to challenge and grow but to always be in an uncomfortable limbo of having the newest thing, the best thing. To never be happy with the things that you have, or to be oddly attached to our material items-- it's soul limiting. I'm happiest when I'm not concerned with my possessions. Where my worth is based on who I am, not what I look like or what I can do for you.

It always comes back to this. I have such an appreciation for life, my iPhone isn't life. My car isn't life. My $400 jeans and $1000 purse isn't life. They don't matter. They aren't who I am. I am the woman beneath it all and I may not always look beautiful to you, but I always feel beautiful to me.


For some reason, updating my iPhone yesterday brought this on. Funny, isn't it. Learning that people were lining up for hours all because of a new phone. It's silly. Does this really make them happy, like truly happy? It worries me that the state of worth this world has is based on being the first. I think we can only find happiness's when we realise that really.. we won't ever be truly first most of the time. We won't be the most beautiful, we won't be the smartest, the riches, the best, the worst. Not all the time. Maybe for a few minutes in a year we'll bathe is that golden light. There is always going to be someone better, there is always going to be someone not as good. We must stop competing with the world and just do what makes us happy. Do what brings us the most satisfaction. Do what will bring us comfort on our death beds many years from now. If knowing you have the newest phone on the market brings you happiness, then awesome. I can't relate as well as I could if you said that your happiness comes from your experiences, but I will appreciate that is where you find your happiness.

Yes, I am simple. I am rudimentary.. that doesn't make me less of a person. It doesn't make me less intelligent. It's just who I am, stripped down to the core.  

and that's my rant for the day.

Best Outdoor Gym Ever?

and that's that.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Salt and Pepper 'Bots

how do we not all have these?

Salt and Pepper 'bots = awesome sauce!

Spring Flowers in Australia

As the days get shorter, the nights get cooler and the leaves on the trees go from green to amber to dead; we in Canada get ready for winter (did I use the semi-colon right? I read this and think I understood it but I'm not 100% sure. Dino's party gorillas and other such wonderful things distract me). That's a different story on the other side of the world, in Australia, where my blogging friend Rolley lives, it's the (pun intended) polar opposite. He just posted this wonderful little diddy about the flowers in spring. Being a nature geek (or really, just a big ol' geek), I love it. Two years ago, we had an exceptionally rainy summer in Calgary which in turn, created lush, flora rich forests. I have never seen so many flowers as I did that year; I have also never seen so many mushrooms. I had the wonderful ambition to write about every species of plant I found but I never got around to writing the posts about them. It was time consuming and the last thing this girl wants to do in the summer is spend copious amounts of time in front of the glitter box computer.

One of my favorite parts of visiting Maui was learning about all the nature I had never in my life EVER experienced. It was an exceptional experience for me, it inspired me to want to move there, pretend I was 23 and study it all at the university. Looking at Rolley's post does a similar thing to me. Australia is so unique from the rest of the world that I am dying to explore, though I'm scared of the spiders. I would have commented on his post but for some reason my blogger profile won't let me. It keeps signing me out, so I thought I'd give him a little shout out and post openly about my feeling for his post.

Good post Rolley, I want to see more! I want to smell the sarsaparilla bottle brush flower too!

[picture credit]

Espresso Book Machine

sexy beast

Today I read an article about something called an Espresso Book Machine, an interesting addition to the physical book world. I worry about books, the pages and the paper. I worry that one day, there will be no more. I am resistant to getting an e-reader. My wonderful friend CW has been using and loving one for the last few years, I'm just far too stubborn right now. I held on tight to the typewriter and I'll hold on even tighter to my books. It's important though, that my much loved book stores stay a float and do whatever the heck they can to stay in business. So, if that means resorting to keeping less "go-to" books in stock and making them available for print on demand, then so be it. Good examples would be paperback versions of To Kill a Mocking Bird, The Grapes of Wrath or the Thesaurus, books that people don't just stumble upon but more or less go looking for.

What do you think of the Espresso Book Machine? Will it go by way of the mini-disk player or will it stand strong and come though with such force that it will change things forever?

Wednesday, October 12, 2011


Ever thought about writing a book? Sure, I think many of us have. In recent online adventures I came across this site, Issuu. It's a beautiful, self publishing site that will take you one step closer to your dream. I've always wanted to write books and have my own magazine. This site makes things that much easier.

What would you publish?

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Dream Cottage

Getting older doesn't mean you have to abandon your design and decor sensibilities and head for the nearest pastel-hued retirement community. Or so believes well-known Seattle architect Gordon Walker, who is now 72. Walker says most apartments designed for seniors are like "parking garages for old people." "I can't find anything in the senior realm that I'd consider dying in, let alone living in." So what did he do? He built the ultimate retirement cottage out on Orcas Island in Washington State. And it is magnificent.
The home, where he lives with his wife, is modular and prefabricated, based on a 16-foot grid small enough to fit on a flatbed truck. The house is made of stock materials: six-lam plywood for countertops, high-density fiberboard and vertical-grain fir doors. Contemporary and high-concept touches include a lot of glass, exposed steel beams and concrete floors.

Walker thought others of his generation would be equally inspired by his radical yet realistic model for retirement living. So drew up a plan to build a series of four small and inexpensive modular units that would comprise a condo group. But the plan never got any traction. "The baby boomers are coming of age, and I always imagined that they were more design-minded than they turned out to be," he told the Seattle Times.

Slow Down and Look Around

Today is Tuesday but it feels like Monday. I'm tired. Restless. A usual feeling that I get every 6 months or so. The "now what should I work on" feeling. My only goal for today is to make it through the day and drink lots of water. Also, I need to get my car insurance figured out. I called my supplier and I need to go home and check somethings over before I can get a discounted rate. So right now I have expensive rate. Very expensive rate. Oh well, it is what it is. I have a car right now and that's good. It's also insure and that's even better. I just want to drive it all the time because I feel so independent. My car. My life. Where can I go, what can I do? Who can I see.

I need something to work on. I'm winning at everything right now except for work. I've been working hard but my heart isn't in it. I've been applying for jobs but somethings just aren't what I'm looking for. I guess, I need to outline what it is that I am looking for and go with that. There was an intriguing job at a publishing company that sounds right up my alley but the thing is, I don't really like the hours. Yes, I know.. picky picky. But... it's my job and my life and it's not that interesting that I'd give up my weekends. We'll see. I might still apply for it. There is a lot of remote work that I can do, I just don't know how much "being stuck to the computer" there would be. Mind you, when I look on the website it says this:

Wednesday from noon - 4pm
Open First Thursdays from 4-9pm
other days by appointment

It's working with a well to do magazine publishing company. We will see, I will try... can't hurt, right? It's still downtown too.

I also would like a trip to plan, but I don't want to start doing that until January. It feel like there is a lot up in the air. I'm kind of waiting on this thing and that. Lots of things just slowly getting established and I don't want to disturb the balance.

I went for a run yesterday, my ankles and knees have been feeling better for a while. Today, I am sore. It feels good but bad. I feel like I worked out muscles I haven't worked out in months. In a way, I'm a little embarrassed with myself. It felt good to run and I don't know how many more running days there will be. I should be a little more disciplined and do yoga at home rather than spending the money on going to a studio. Just the studio keeps me active and motivated. When I go yoga at home I only do a half ass job and then I eat chocolate chips in between poses. Not the proper yogi way.

I hate to complain about this but I'm really dreading winter. I'm not sure why... I guess it just seems too long and dead. My life is going well, aside from work, and I'm happy. Summer was dreamy and so enjoyable. Everyone tends to hibernate in winter and I don't like that. I'm curious what I'm going to do this winter. Will I be as active as I have been in previous year? I like being around active people but it kind of feels like I'm running out of ideas. Yesterday I went to Tubby Dog and tried to play Ping ball and the game was gone. All they had was Ms. Pacman and Frogger. My skills were judged for sure. The hot dogs aren't the same there either, I'm pretty sure they'd kill me for saying this but... Ikea hot dogs are better. And cheaper.

I guess my game plan for this week is:
-clean out my closet and get rid of the stuff I don't wear
-do a little yoga
-figure out activities for the winter
-work on my resume
-Spend time with my lovelies
-figure out a game plan for the car

I've also been waking up at 3AM for a few hours and then falling back asleep. Not sure what's going on there but I'd like that to stop. I think I might also look for a black-out curtain or something. The building next to me changed their security light so it shines a bright, bright light into my bedroom. My curtains are light so it does a really good job of magnifying the light. I think I might have to use my creative brain for this one. Or just hang a blanket over it. I don't know...

I've also been mastering a huge crush this month. That's difficult. My last relationship was such a rush-into-things kind of thing that it's weird to be moving at a natural pace. We have just started peeling back the layers of our past over the last week. Little by little I am telling him who I am. He doesn't even blink. I think the thing that took him by surprise the most was telling him about my first relationship and how we were just the best of friends who held hands. 6 years of hand holding. Everything else doesn't phase him. I'm really enjoying how things are unfolding between us. Though I sometimes think I talk to much and ask too many questions.

So that's about it. Things are going well, this week. Aside from my man crush, all my favorite boys are out of town in various areas. *sigh. I am happy to have a few of my GF's to talk to. Even a few of them are away though, but they'll be coming back soon. This is my time to regroup and get things in order for the next wave of fun.

On Thursday I am jamming with the old "new band". I've learnt all my songs and am ready. I call it Peanut Butter Jam Time. It's been so long since I've made music with other people, I am stoked! I also can't wait to get my new guitar. I am sick of playing on guitar #2, the hand me down that I restrung over the summer. It sounds better than my first guitar but it's still not great. Next big purchase. I also need to get my Dad's birthday set up and also Christmas List happening.

The year is finishing off soon. Who knows what tomorrow brings!

Friday, October 7, 2011

Stuff My Dad Says: Little Bird

My dad just sent me this email at work:

"When I went to the apt today there was a small bird huddled by the back door. From his looks and behavior he was probably very young and lost. I took a small bun from your freezer, thawed it out and left it for him. He immediately went over and started to eat. When I returned an hour later he was gone. If humans only act in their selfish interests, why did I bother? Humans are also motivated by altruistic interests!"

Thursday, October 6, 2011


I find it so curious, the impact of Steve Job's death. A man, a visionary, dreamer and creator. Just another great mind in a sea of greatness. I find that I am sad, getting misty eyed as I look at the tributes, read the quotes and hear the opening essays on the CBC. The Internet is filled with pictures of iVigils. Simple statements of appreciation and respect.

Beside me, I have my own little piece of Mr. Jobs. My iPhone, full of finger prints and scratches. A much used extension of my life. How can I possibly live without it now?

The global reaction is interesting. It's as though we knew him, as though he was a distant brother or absent uncle in our lives. But he isn't (to most of us), so why do we feel this way? Why are we so touched by his passing?

Is it because he was so young, 56 is young to be passing away. In my mind, at 56, you still have lots of ideas churning out of your mind. 56 is technically too young to go.

Is it because we are resonating with others. The sadness and appreciation is contagious and we get caught up in the mob of regrets?

Is it because we are sentimental beings in the core and we want to express how our handheld devices shaped our lives, made us feel closer to people. Entertained us on transit, in line-ups and when taking a break at work?

What is it about Steve Jobs, I want to know.

I heard the speech he gave at Stanford a little while back when he announced that he had over come Pancreatic cancer. It was touching, vulnerable, and simple. Authentic, without smoke and mirrors. He spoke of the Nirvana of not caring, of having a vision and moving forward. He spoke, simply, of having guts. He spoke of death as being the greatest motivator; the best antidote to fear. That's something that I can appreciate and admire.

I'm not sure what I'm feeling or why. I'm not sure why the world is reacting the way it is. It's touching though, I can't deny that. It reminds me that ever though his life ended and mine will one day, too... life its self doesn't end. It keeps going, keeps changing and no one can stop that. Nothing is ever as big as we make it out to be, be nothing will ever really stop the flow of life and time.

Anyway, those are my muddled thoughts, I'm curious as to what you think. What was your reaction to the news of Steve Jobs life. What is your reaction to the out pour of admiration and tribute?

On Edit:
I realise, that he has made such a huge impact in the world of computers. I think, someone like me who has almost no idea, is vaguely aware of what he's done. I see that being a big part of it. The face of change. The face that was once thought of as the face of the future. Will or would the reaction be the same if Bill Gates were to pass away? I'm going to vote, probably not. They are different, I know.

I came on here to put a few extra thoughts, hoping to clarify my process here, but it doesn't seem to be happening.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Luckiest Girl in the World!

I must be one of the luckiest girls in the world because I just won $500 through Kool 101.5FM!

Oh crap, I just realized I've been saying "Energy 101.5FM" and not "Kool 101.5FM"

I am SUCH a lucky lady! Holy Moly! Who ever I am making happy out there, thank you so much for shinning all your good luck and love on me.


Planning my Best Friend's Wedding

As I mentioned before, my BFF in the whole wide world is getting married. I've appointed myself Maid of Honor (I'm so bossy) and have taken the task underhand. I don't know anything about weddings and that's OK. This is a small one. LB and CK's closest friends and relatives, coming together in celebration. I get all misty eyed just thinking about it.

  • On Friday we are heading out to my families country house to see if that would be a good location. It's free and it's in the mountains. Lots of space for dogs and people.

  • I will be making the wedding cake *eeek! Not sure why kind to make.. I have to start practicing now.

  • I will be taking Laura out to get fitted for her very special Wedding Jeans.

  • I also plan to arrange for my lovely and very talented friend Sam Livermore to do photography.

This is so exciting! It's like my baby sister is getting married but really, it's my best friend. Best of both worlds!



I don't think about weddings that much. When my good friend Rheann got married last year, that was the first time I really started thinking about it. In my mind, it shouldn't be that big of a deal. A perfect party for everyone to celebrate love. That's about it. One should not go into debt over it, one should not focus more attention on the wedding then on who you are marrying.

I want to get married, or have a union or something. I want to share my life with someone like minded. Someone who loves and lives the same as I do. I don't care if it's a destination wedding or a small thing at the country house or my parents backyard. I'd like the dress but I don't need it. I do want a good photographer. I want dancing, live music, an open bar and good food. I want just my family and closest friends there. I want the man of my dreams to be there, standing tall, without a hesitation in his heart. Proud to have me in his life just as I am proud to have him in mine. I want to see love and kindness in his eyes. I want only tears of job.

That's my dream wedding.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Supper Club

Tonight is the first instalment of the Monday Night Supper Club. I'm excited. We are trying Borgo, a snazzy new little place that opened up about a month ago.

There should be lots of laughs, lots of giggles, lots of eating and lots of wine. I'm excited. A much needed break from my already super busy week.

My guest tonight is Ms. Is.M.-- we have lots of boy stuff to talk about.

Santorini, Greece

One of the best places to stay: Enigma
or for something a little cheaper: Pension George

What to Do:Take the cable car down to the Old Port of Fira to catch a boat to Nea Kameni Volcano and hot springs.

See the stunning black sand Perissa Beach that provides the perfect setting for a lazy day of swimming and sunning.

Rent an ATV and explore
Find the seaside village of Perissa

Venturing down the Caldera to the old port is a must, and walking is a great way to explore the surroundings. While there is the option for a donkey ride, taking the cable car is your best bet.

Have you been?