Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
My recap of my day downtown during the Olympics this Saturday and then my night at the Men's Olympic Hockey game on Tuesday will just have to wait until I'm back in April.
Oh, I've set up a post to publish tomorrow for Wordless Wednesday. It's a link you have to click on and it has to do with the Olympics.
Go Canada, Go!!!
Monday, February 15, 2010
After the VanOc dude that he passed the torch to took off, the media swarmed Michael. Couldn't even see him for a bit.
Then he walked right in front of us and this is the picture I got:
Sheesh! See that blur of white in the middle of the picture. Yup, that's him. Awesome, hey? See, that's why I'm glad I took video of the run. Pics wouldn't have turned out. Oh well. I'm glad we went and saw what we saw. Still bummed I didn't get tickets to his concert, but am counting on him announcing a 2nd Vancouver show anytime. He can't announce a 2nd show in Calgary and Toronto but not in his hometown ... can he? No, he wouldn't do it ... and I WILL get tickets.
So, after that excitement was over, we stayed and watched a bit of the party at David Lam Park.
I loved all the patriotism hanging from people's balconies. Very fun.
Then we decided to just walk around and enjoy the feeling of downtown. As we were walking by the Bell party, we stopped to see what was going on. The girls outside told us that Steve Na.sh was inside and that Wayne Gre.tzky had left about 20 minutes ago. Shoot! They said he had walked right out and into a taxi (yes, a taxi). Wish we would've seen that. Oh well. We heard the loud music and they were playing Bare.nake.d Ladies. We started walking away and I saw this Alberta sign so I stopped to take a picture.
All of a sudden I thought, "That music sounds live!" I turned around and went close to the window and sure enough, this is what I saw...
The were right there!!!
We stood outside and watched for awhile and looked through the crowd to see Steve, but didn't see him anywhere.
Might've even tried to get in if the lady with the clipboard of "invite only" names hadn't looked so daunting.
Oh well, it was a great night anyway and I'm SO glad we went.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
So, I went for it. Cut off about 12 inches at the back and about 10 inches off the sides. Oh, and I went BRIGHT red! Of course when my hair dresser does it, it looks all nice and sleek and shiny. Here's the side view.
And the back view. I can't wait until it grows a bit because I think I'm going to go for even more of an angle from the back to front.
I had posted the before and after pics on Fac.ebook, but I think it was Kori who said I should add the brunette picture from a year ago in with it, so here they are:
This week on Fac.ebook it's been Doppleganger week. You're supposed to make your profile picture someone that looks like you. I couldn't think of anyone from before the haircut or after, but then, when I was straightening my hair the other day, it came to me ...
Friday, February 05, 2010
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Phil: I'm a cool dad, that's my thang. I'm hip, I surf the web, I text. LOL means laugh out loud, OMG: oh my god, WTF: why the face
Cameron: I got all medieval on the florists.
Mitchell: Cam, I heard you on the phone, you said you were displeased, but that's hardly going medieval.
Cameron: Excuse me, I said very displeased and I used my cowboy voice.
Phil: Cheerleading in my college was cool. The football players were so jealous they wouldn't even let me and my buddies, Trevor, Scotty and Ling go to their parties.
Gloria: Every culture has their own traditions. For example, in our culture, the Baby Jesus is the one that brings the presents, not the Santa Claus.
Jay: That doesn't make sense. How could a new born baby carry all those presents? They don't even know where their hands are.
Manny: At least a baby could fit through a chimney.
Jay: How could you sit on the Baby Jesus' lap? You'd squish him.
Phil: We raised our kids right. One of them will come forward, or the other two will rat them out.
Manny: In Colombia, they open presents at midnight and stay up til morning.
Jay: I'm sure they do, but if you notice from the absence of goats in the streets, we're not in Colombia.
Gloria: We can't get Luke a crossbow, he pokes himself in the eye every time he uses a straw.
Claire: Getting everybody out of the house in the morning can be really tough. Especially the first day of school.
Phil: From the moment we get up at seven until we drop them off at school it is: go go go.
Claire: I get up at six.
Phil [mocking]: I get up at five.
Claire: Seriously, I get up at six.
Phil: That's you? I thought we had a raccoon
Gloria: Jay, I'm home. Did Manny call?
Jay: No, because he's fine. It was a slumber party, not a gang fight.
Haley: Okay, mom just doesn't trust me and it's not fair.
Phil: She trusts you, it's just the weird stuff that happens at concerts. Boys get urges.
Haley: Eww! Dad! Is there something you want?
Phil: Yes, there is., to connect with this girl right here. Now come on, pretend I'm not your dad. We're just a couple of friends kickin' it in a juice bar.
Haley: What's a juice bar?
Phil: Okay a malt shop, whatever.
Haley: Dad, I don't...
Phil: No, who's dad, who's dad? I'm Marcus, from Biology. Hey Haley! How's it going with you and Dylan? Does he try anything inappropriate with you, girl?
Haley [answering her phone]: Hey. I don't know, nothing, just talking to some dork I met in a malt shop
Cameron: There's a fish in nature that swims around with its babies in its mouth. That fish would look at Mitchell's relationship with his mother and say, "That's messed up."
Cameron: I'm sort of like Costco. I'm big, I'm not fancy and I dare you to not like me.
Seriously, if you're in need of a laugh, you've gotta watch this show. HIL-ARIOUS!
Monday, February 01, 2010
When I was growing up, I was a voracious reader; I loved sitting in my house and jumping into new worlds. But more important, I loved meeting new people. Reading was a way to make friends or enemies, a way to discover how all these different people exist in the world and to rub shoulders with them. The ability to feel as if you've met someone, as if that person exists in flesh and blood and that you relate to them somehow, makes you feel a lot less lonely. And it also makes you feel very brave. When you read stories about triumph and about struggle and people coming to terms with how scary life is, you begin to think, "What could I take? What could I do? What would I do in that moment?"I've always loved reading as well. I remember when I was about 9 years old, my friend, Susie, and I would each have 10 books on the go. I would read a chapter from one book and then put it to the bottom of the pile and then she would read a chapter from her book. We had TWENTY books on the go at the same time! How did we ever keep all the stories straight? Crazy. Now I try to only have one fiction book and one self-help type book on the go at the same time, but I do still love reading ... which is a good thing as you'll see in a couple of weeks.