Hey, turkey vultures

Not dead yet!!!

don't even worry about it

i'm going to be here in just over 24 hours:




i will sit in this tree:



marvel at this ocean:



pretend i am in a postcard:



eat some of this (guiltily and with thanks to poseidon):



sit in this grotto with a Presidente:



lounge in this poolside pod:



aaaand pretend i'm in a postcard some more:



jesus christ look at my pipes. does anyone need some anvils moved?

i wanna lie in the cracks of this lonely road

this is friday night dinner for one. eating clean (mostly). it is good.



i spent a wild friday night in with stella. first i showered and we hung out on the futon. OOH SEXY PEEKTURE. whatever you've seen me in less.



then we watched tv together.



then she lurked near this wall casting a shadow.





saturday i hung with layla (and her giraffe) and her lovely mom for a while. wine was had.



comparatively speaking, not that sad of a sad song



saturday marked the LRMC's official birthing into existence. i of course slapped on some lippy and some nails, threw my hair up and made my way there. there was some shaking of the booty and some wonderful catching up, including further advice about foam rollers and posture. this group is such a good idea. check it out and tell a friend. i'm going to do a workshop on beadlooming at some point, so get your needles ready. share your skills.

bathroom shot!



ok sunday involved a stroll to sarah b's house for a birthday brunch. much needed coffee was procured. note evidence of drunkenly applied nail polish, knocked against something.



the best part of brunch is licking your fingies



so many buddies



and a few very lively wee ones.



this is how you play mind games with a two year old. you pretend you're talking when you're not, then you pretend you can't hear her when she has headphones on.



best outfit



putting sunglasses on the dinosaur



and on buzz lightyear



excuse me but my godson is wearing a beatles shirt. with actual beatles crossing abbey road on it. i get to pick that little guy up today.

oh are you taking a picture? sidles into the frame.



almost. you've almost got it.



sunday night was laundry grocery time. the sky was amazing and i wouldn't have seen it if i didn't have annoying chores to do. please imagine me taking this while carrying three loads of laundry.



monday was sunday part II, and i saved my run for it. it was a good thing too, because it was SO beautiful.









stella got right in the way when i was stretching. just plops herself down right where she pleases.





run was followed by lunch with lauren at the drake (where i had lox for the second day in a row - so wrong but so right) and some time in the sun.

ah tuesday. you're like monday but slightly better.

something true and sincere

THIS DAY ON LIVEJOURNAL SIX YEARS AGO

my dad finally got a bed in k-wing (palliative care). now he doesn't have to be woken up every ten minutes by the batty 90 yr. old in the next bed who calls all the doctors "busy-bodies" and tells me i'm "smarter than the average bear" in a voice loud enough to wake the dead guy they took out of the room the day before.

ok i kind of like that guy and i'll miss him. but HE'S gonna be fine.

come on baby don't say maybe

this is what is in front of me at work.



the frida calendar was deemed "too weird" for use at home :/ so here reside my favourites. BE WEIRD. accept the parts inside you that make other people uncomfortable. alienate the cleaning staff. remember that you have two identities and that you are connected to the other and separated from her at the same time. hold her hand and accept her. be a hunted deer. suffer publicly. grow your mustache. you can't please everyone. the rest are a combination of photos from the rockies, florida, my cottage, and dominican.

speaking of dominican, i will be going in a week. i went to the eaton centre (hell) to go bikini shopping (hell). instead, this is what i ended up with:



WHOOPS. it's no secret that money is tight, but what the hell. i'm so careful with it usually and really it's not like i was shopping at Holts.

i was, however, also half successful in my bikini mission, with the top half of this one:



ugh i shouldn't even show this because this is NOT even close to how it looks on me haha. OH WELL. everyone needs some eye candy, right? there you go. enjoy. have a nice day.

stella was even more pleased with my haul. when i pulled it out to cut tags off she immediately sensed clothing that had never had a cat lay on it and got to work.



instant purrs. what a coincidence, that polkadot skirt is my favourite pick too. good taste tiny fur princess.

i'm the queen of nothing

what me? oh just makin a lace fence out of magnetic balls. what do you mean that's not in my job description? it CLEARLY states that i am to provide "necessary administrative support". if this isn't that, then i don't know what is.



ok there buddy try to relax a bit



this is almost an entire box of baby spinach. WHERE DOES IT GO? ps that's water, not oil. who wants to buy me a juicer? no one? okay. i guess i'll continue to just chew my food like a normal person.



stella wanting a scratch will do anything for it, unless it involves un-planting her back paws.

she just sat there purring and purring, my little valentine.

i am convalescing here. i've had this halfway-cold thing since the weekend which is now a sore throat. it's annoying because i'm well enough to walk around and go to work, but still feel a bit run down.

okay, last one.

happy valentines day to you and you and you (all three people reading). i'm embracing this holiday as a celebration of love, in whatever form you have it, and whether or not it involves cards or chocolate. be thankful for it.

together we may get away

in case you were wondering, the first solo in the album version of this song is exactly as long as the amount of time it takes to walk from Christie to Bathurst.

after so many words still nothing's heard

fuzzy face



such a proud and fluffy chest ruffle



OH and those little paws

it's been more than a bit chilly in my office. not even my dance breaks can keep me warm.



friday night dinner. throw some lentils in with your rice. why not? soak them first then add them and an equal amount of water to your already measured out rice & water. MORE PROTEIN.



watched this on friday.



it's been SO LONG since i saw a movie that i really liked. and this one, i really liked. not just because of THE GOS but also because the movie was actually good.

i've been wanting to watch blue valentine but am afraid of it breaking my heart, you know? it seems a little too real.

smashy smashy time for my very old laptop of yesteryear. this is the computer i wrote all my undergrad essays on, and saved to floppy disk. might as well throw those disks into space because i doubt i'll ever buy a disk reader and thus i'll never read them again. i have hard copies.

anyway i have to get the hard drive out for destruction purposes and even with unscrewing everything i still can't access it so i'll have to smash it with a sledgehammer, which i am not excited for because it doesn't sound fun at all. just kidding i am really excited.



this is what a sad hangover with a cold looks like:



cups and cups of coffee. some days i live on it. i'm sure my super sensitive digestive system loves when i do that.



not yesterday though. yesterday was a red river hot cereal with toasted pumpkin seeds, sunflower seeds, blueberries, almond milk, and Timber Bay maple syrup kind of day.



this is such a good outdoor sunshine walking song. put a smile on your face and get hazy.