Showing posts with label mia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mia. Show all posts

May 11, 2010

"Why is this happening to me!?"

So I may become the next Youtube sensation, found under the search "girl craps her pants at major intersection of Yonge and Bloor". Backtrack; I'm having the root canal procedure (along with prep work and temporary crowning on two teeth. costing about $3500) on Friday morning. This means I'll be heavily sedated from Thursday night onwards to ease my anxiety—I'll even be wheelchaired home (I'm a dentophobe so we're going all out and sparing no expenses, as I've opted for the fancifully titled "conscious sedation". believe-you-me, I need this! I've experienced multiple wisdom teeth/root canal procedures gone wrong while fully alert. I clenched my fists, crossed my legs and toes, and had to control myself from shrieking or crying). Enter, potential Youtube fame. I've never been on mood altering medication before and fear the worst behaviour possible...Maybe I'll call the dogre by the name of an old flame, or maybe I'll crap my pants. Or, maybe I'll crap my pants and then ask the dogre, addressing him by the wrong name, to clean me up. Of course, he wouldn't be so cruel to post that up on the internet...But, we're definitely interested in videotaping the aftereffects, as we predict it'll be memorable (and also? we've only used our fancy camcorder three times and we're feeling guilty)! Onto happier things. Like, looking at a photo of the new place!
We had to wear hard hats and steel toed boots for the inspection. Unfortunately, I wore mocs that day and had to stick my bare feet into foreign boots...Disgusting.
The dogre's eldest sister, who was a shopaholic and worked at Aritzia (a dangerous combination), moved to Vancouver last year and returned for a week to attend a wedding. Why do you care? Because, mon friend, after she packed up to return, she then let finn and I raid her leftovers! I'm the happy owner of pre-loved Aritzia pieces (including beautifully gray $200+ jeans), belts, and jewelry. Le sigh. What else, what else...
We changed vets. Our previous vet was incompetent. Example: Rocky chews and licks his paws a lot, which can indicate allergies. We took him and paid $80 for them to do some allergy test but never received a followup. Later, we asked what the results were and the jerk claimed we had never done such a test! Our first impression of the new vet was all sorts of positive. All staff members were professional, friendly, and knowledgeable. They were straightforward with costs and concerns, addressing all of our questions and showing a genuine interest in Rocky. It was very apparent that they were animal lovers! We'll be taking Mia in for a checkup after the move. Oh, and Rocky is a healthy, healthy boy! Next, food.
Miga, a Korean BBQ house, is fairly new and on the pricier side (targeted towards non-Koreans, we think). But, the quality makes up for the the higher price! My belly sang a sweet, sweet love song to my tastebuds all night long. New recipe of the week:
My first attempt at a lemon poppy seed loaf. A success story, really! Recipe here.
For Mother's Day festivities, we had burgers with the cousins, sans the dogre's mom. We had Greek with my mom but it was less impressive so no photo proof here.
This is what happens when the dogre works an evening shift. Random, lonesome dinners consisting of leftovers straight out of the tupperware or a bowl of cubed apples and feta cheese, drizzled in balsamic vinegar and olive oil. In bed. In front of the laptop or book. Tasty, but sad.
As revenge, the dogre has been appointed the role of Box Hunter. Where there are poo-stinky cardboard boxes, there is the dogre! Seastar and Mr. L play x-rated Monopoly.
Looking forward to a mini road trip with my cousin. We'll be checking out antique shops in the countryside. Will post any good finds we score. Hopefully, will not post while medicated and write regrettable things. I've already asked the dogre to hide away phones and computers. Side note, Vampire Diaries is juicier than ever! Cannot wait for the season finale (this Thursday). No more shame! Just pure enjoyment.

I shall leave you with something that made the inner typography lover in me giggle, years before I had chosen such a path. The Font Conference:

Apr 24, 2010

Ha! Take that my fat metal friend!

a few years ago the dogre and I were at Ikea (he has bravely suffered through many Ikea trips; I was an addict. and it was my special mission to come up with reasons why I needed a lazy susan, extra duvet covers, cookie cutters, etc). we were in the parking lot when I saw an unattended dog in a car and the weather, let me tell you friend, wasn't good (to be honest, it's hazy to me now whether it was winter or summer...but never-you-mind)! I was furious. I'm one of those people whose heart dies a little everytime a WWF or WSPA bitty airs. moreso than when, say, ...no, I won't finish that sentence lest you non-animal lovers cruelly judge me. okay, back to the situation. I was so upset that I...left a warning note, of sorts. and guess what I wrote? 
next time,  I'll call the human society. 
yes, human! why, oh why, did I miss the e!? I only realized when it was too late...pathetic. but true. and that, mon friend, is one of very few stories that I'm "privileged" to share with you—a story of the brevity of the dogress and her never ending journey to seek justice and protection of all four-legged friends. actually, that would be the one and only story. 

on a related note, my highly academically acheived friend, jeudi, once said, and I quote,
fists of furry.
heehee, hilarious.

Apr 3, 2010

I don't beg, I don't borrow, I steal / Schwiiinn-tastic!

The dogre scoured Craigslist and got me a fancypants Schwinn cruiser! And just in time too because sunshine is just shooting out of the city's bunghole! Hoorah! Too many exclamation marks! Sorry! No I'm not! On a sadder note, Mia's staying at my brother's place for the next little while. I miss her so. And Rocky's depressed without her. The dogre—ehh. 
As a tribute to her, I decided to include her in the photo. What? No, it's not really because my eyelids were all droopy and I had double-chin action going on. Are you calling me vain?! EH? No, it's not because I'm a paranoid nut who goes through retarded measures to protect my "identity" on the internet... Moving along! 
Tomorrow will be yet another glorious day and I'm antsy to get back on Percy (that be the bike's name. why did I name it? well, finn asked what it was and at first, I was all, "whaat? beeches be loco!"—a candy for the person who can name that show—but then came up with one anyway. even still, naming bikes? pish. lamepants! laptops, sure, but bikes? really? my laptop is called jem, by the way. no wait, scout? atticus? what the crap, I forgot! another candy to the person who can name that novel). 
All this sunshine is making me think about what songs to bop to this summer. Wow, hey, why did I just write that. Bop isn't even in my vocabulary! Well, clearly it is...Okay, so, we've been listening to this  a lot in the last few months:


Ahh- seastar, your favourite girl in the whole wide world (next to me, of course)! Doesn't she look beautiful here? (but nothing compared to me, right?) Staying on the topic, here are some great summer soundtracks/albums to check out, seeing as how my readers (about a gajillion now) just adore me and eat up everything I write (I say "jump" and my readers say "how high? by the way your shoulders do not look broad and I'll jump right after I feed you this delicious burger and sweet potato fries. both covered in sharp cheddar cheese. and here's your cold glass of cola. you look amazing in that top, by the way. why would the dogre call it a pink muumuu?! thanks for being my friend and continuing this amazing blog. there's cotton candy for you after this meal.").

(500) DAYS OF SUMMER, across the universe, marie antoinette, the sea [corinne bailey rae], the fall [norah jones], volume 1 [she & him], break up [pete yorn & scarlett johansson]

A few songs...

comme des enfants [coeur de pirate], french navy man [camera obscura], bruises [chairlift], goodnight moon [said the whale], lisztomania [phoenix], empire state of mind [jay z]*, daylight [matt & kim], night rocker [the chalets], hallelujah [k.d. lang], secret [joe purdy], BROWN EYED GIRL [JAMES TAYLOR], creep [karen souza], gimme sympathy [metric], floating down a river [jason damato], we got the love [ryan shaw], lay lady lay [magnet], you look so good [owen brady], la la la [the birds and the bee]

And yes, yes...

feist, madeleine peyroux, norah jones, priscilla ahn, tearliner, corinne bailey rae, lenny kravitz, snow patrol, radiohead, michael buble, the cardigans, CASKER, clazziquai, coldplay, kanye west, rachael yamagata, ray lamontagne, florence and the machine, a fine frenzy

I like my summer tunes A) all lazy and dreamy—songs that make love to the heat and make me feel all drunk and superficially deep, like I'm starring in an indie Zach Braff film, before he got lame— and B) super rambunctious, like I'm drinking in a rock concert. What! Am I a poet? Or have I had too many painkillers? Excuse me for trying to survive my lady week! Seriously, I was telling the dogre that if someone offered to take away the pain in exchange for pushing a kid to the ground, I'd do it. Actually, I'd even do it for fifty buckaroos, so long as the kid didn't get hurt and no one was looking...

Oh, and CELINE DION! But of course! Taking chances? Because you loved me?! And the Bodyguard soundtrack! Celine and Whitney—all year round. Fantastical!
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*I KNOW, RIGHT? SO BADASS!

Mar 29, 2010

The Big Yawn - Chihuahua cavities galore. And then some.

Rocky's favourite activity, next to suckling on his feet and napping.
and in case Mia felt left out...(because, you know, she can surf the net and frequents my blog)