Saturday, June 24, 2006


happy birthday to you
happy birthday to you
i'll cheers you with coffee
at a brunch someday soon.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006


nadine & i went to our very first ballet class ce soir. and i must say we did very well considering. it was a pre-beginner class. PRE-beginner. it was nutso hard, crazy hot in the room, and we did a lot of random arm waving, leg lifting, and general graceless flopping. a success! and as the rumour had it, ballet does make you feel bad about yourself. we both left a bit defeated -- feeling like talentless elephants. (cause we all know some elephants ARE talented. and this is not a slight on tessa, tash. she's great. but i know how she feels.)

anyway. tres exciting. also very proud of us for actually going. lots of grand ideas are tossed about but i don't always actually do 'em.

amie's shower went uber well & i think she was really touched & pleased & entertained. lots of jokes after about how her bachelorette party will have the theme "what amie doesn't like": all spice-girls karaoke, a dinner of cilantro-coated mushrooms, dessert of popsicles, to the bat cave (aka the dance cave), ... and on and on. won't she be surprised when it actually happens? yarharhar and a bottle of rum. (of which there are 2 in my kitchen from le mojitos at the shower.)

in work news, i now have two books for spring i get to work on. shadowing michael on a novel (!) and taking care of a non-fiction booky book myself. and just when it occurred to me that i should be planning my next two seasons -- what would i be doing?

barbara b's wedding on friday at casa loma. (not casa walsh.) will finally get to see maya b. and other assorted centennial kids.

i've been on a break from telly & from reading. don't know what's up next either. next book club book is dropped threads 3 ... yikes. i hope i am being a judgmental prick and that it is not what i think. more six feet under s.2. and of course, joy of all joys, in the rewatch with tash, we're in the final stretches of angel s.1 and buffy s.4.

we just saw the glorious episode where buffy & faith switch bodies. and faith(buffy) does it with b's boyfriend (who i hate. let's talk about wooden. he makes duncan from veronica mars look like a spaz.). anyway. enough ranting.

no. not enough. ALSO when i was all married to russ and planning a future that included him in a husband and father of my children sort of way, he had this family tradition of naming kids w/ the initials R.A.W. so my chosen names of Nicole and Christopher were challenged. and let's face it Ricole and Ristopher sound awful. the one name i DID like that started with an R was Riley. and despite the fact that russ & i are not going to procreate together, buffy's lame riley has ruined my imaginary child's name.

now that's enough.

also: happy belated birthday to sarah.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

oh time how you fly is being ass so here i am ready to post and can't get on the f'n site. that sucks.

you know what else sucks? allergies. not kablamo.

i read my last post and realized that i missed (hopefully) the only opportunity where i could have been swell AND swelling as opposed to as miss claire knows so well, swell but not swelling. rats mcphadden.

erin has reignited my love for nine-oh and next week we shall watch an ep in her new home.

listening to douglas coupland's souvenirs of canada playlist on itunes. starts strong with "suzanne," loses me with his choice for a Hip song ("ahead by a century" cmon doug), but picks back up, worry not. i have never read a douglas coupland book and wonder do i start now with jPod or do i go back to the beginning and start there? or...more likely i grab russ's copy of eleanor rigby and read that? the answer has presented itself.

i should be doing some crafty wedding shower related activities but think instead i'll have peanut butter toast and a cup of tea and maybe read the issue of taddle creek that i got from work since we magically received two. i think b/c there's an ecw ad in it (1st free copy) and an article on one of our author/poets (2nd free copy).

(i wonder why i decided that books and movies and music and magazines get to be bolded. that's just the tribune's house style, i guess.)

i'm currently reading, well not reading, my new book club book, you may have heard of it -- in cold blood. it's brillo so far but also rather on the upsetting side o' town and as i've been feeling kinda stressy i thought, let's keep the murder-mind out of my mind. no cross-pollination.

who thinks that the sketch of the 'behead PM' guy on the cover of today's Sun is actually Jesus? i concur. it is jesus. which just goes to show Harper that he doesn't have god in his corner after all. (the Sun does *not* get to be bold-face [though bold-face in other ways]. the actual sun can be bold if it wants.)

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