today is the first friday in a long time that i haven't felt like lying down never to rise again. so that's nice. ya it's a positivity in my life. however that didn't stop me from having a two hour snooze on the couch after work. i enjoyed it actually. some snoozes just hit the spot, if you know what i mean, and i think you do.
today tania, vikTOR and i went to a brazilian barbeque. the tropican girls came up where we were and vicTOR took his opportunity. "hey girls!" he called waving his camera. they put a feathery hat on him and encompassed him round about. me and tania thought it was funny the way he said "hey girls!" and had a good laugh about it. the salad buffet there wasn't that good, except for the guacamole and the big meat chunks stew with black beans. then all these guys brought different meats on long swords and you say "yes" and they slice some off for you. meats i ate for the first time: osterich (i didn't know they had osterich in brazil, but i stand corrected) and buffalo (although i could have had this before but forgotten). my favourite meat was the lamb. it was real good. right good. after a while all the meat got to be too much. ugh meat. we got cornish hen and vicTOR didn't know what it was so i explained it to him and he said "poor leetle beard." and wouldn't eat it. i wanted to tell him that he said bird like beard, but i didn't.
after our meat glutton experience we shopped a little on robson. tania likes purses too, and she doesn't seem appalled by the big buck prices. i say something is a hundred and thirty (the purse i fell in love with at roots in feb or march that i was showing her) and she gives that "oh that's reasonable" look, and says that it will last at least five years. this all boils down to the fact that she is a dangerous person to shop with.
tania and vicTOR had to go to the washroom, so i said let's go to virgin. i'd been meaning to go there for a while, to get dad's father's day present, and to take a lookiloo at the goods. so that's what we did. i was in a buying mood and so that's what i did. i bought il divo (been wanting it since seeing them on op.), bob dylan and a little somethin somethin for daddy-oh. i was going to get the glen gould variations too, but steve talked me out of it. ya steve. imagine that. i saw him walking into the classical section as i was coming down the escalator. of course he would be. i should be surprised not to see him walking into the classical section. anyways he said that it would be cheaper somewhere else. i think it's been around 2 months since i've seen him and it was really awkward, and that was before his new girl (who's very nice, and actually i think they look good together in that part of my brain that is detached from all else) came up. it felt like strangers and i guess that's the way it's supposed to be. but still it's strange to be strangers. after that we bumped into them again while vicTOR and i were waiting for tania outside the washrooms. then we were walking to the car to go get a movie and saw some dancing at robosn square so we sat on the stairs and watched a while, but vicTOR was grumpy and tired because he just got back from trek, so we left.
we listened to il divo in the car. beautiful. and when we were listening to The Man You Love, i had this thought. are there really men out there who love like that? or do songs like that just come from a marketing strategy--giving women what they want to hear? i wonder. tania kept saying "oh laura jou got a good cd."
tania and i talked about a trip to spain together a year from september.
at blockbuster's i went up to the front to hand in a dvd without its case because one of my room mates (turns out to be heather) returned my dvds for me, but forgot the actual dvd. the guy couldn't find it and then he loked under my/karey's name and curses. "they also returned it to the wrong store." he seemed frusterated but i wanted to laugh. thanks for the help roomies. it became apparent at blockbusters number one, we all had different tastes in movies, and number two, that tania was also very tired. so i just got my swedish movie kitchen stories that i saw a couple of years ago with leif in cloverdale of all places and i drove them home.
yesterday barb and i did women on water in deep cove. there were sooo many women of all ages, but we were among the youngest that i saw. and we kayaked up the arm and back. at first i couldn't get the hang of it, but i finally got into a rythem. it was a beautiful night and we passed some gorgeous water front property. barb and i were near the back of the pack, until we turned around and then we were in front for a while. it was about a two hour paddle i think. lots of the women knew each other and there was a great comraderie. we were the newbies. after we got in and took off the pfds and wet skirts we gathered round for a draw of prizes. didn't win anything, but that's not my lot in life. karen is the one who always wins as i recall. and then a bunch of the ladies went to this restaurant in deep cove. it's their tradition and barb and i decided to join them. i was a little nervous, but they were all very nice. i had delicious tiger prawns served on a bed of greens with yellow beets cooked in a maple glaze and candied walnuts, and creamy aspargus shrimp soup. it was only the best soup ever. barb and i decided to go all the thursday nights that we can. it only costs 20 dollars. it's times like this that make me happy and fufilled. it's when you actually do things that you've always wanted to do. energizing and empowering. maybe that's why i had a better friday.
currently i cannot find my wallet.
today tania, vikTOR and i went to a brazilian barbeque. the tropican girls came up where we were and vicTOR took his opportunity. "hey girls!" he called waving his camera. they put a feathery hat on him and encompassed him round about. me and tania thought it was funny the way he said "hey girls!" and had a good laugh about it. the salad buffet there wasn't that good, except for the guacamole and the big meat chunks stew with black beans. then all these guys brought different meats on long swords and you say "yes" and they slice some off for you. meats i ate for the first time: osterich (i didn't know they had osterich in brazil, but i stand corrected) and buffalo (although i could have had this before but forgotten). my favourite meat was the lamb. it was real good. right good. after a while all the meat got to be too much. ugh meat. we got cornish hen and vicTOR didn't know what it was so i explained it to him and he said "poor leetle beard." and wouldn't eat it. i wanted to tell him that he said bird like beard, but i didn't.
after our meat glutton experience we shopped a little on robson. tania likes purses too, and she doesn't seem appalled by the big buck prices. i say something is a hundred and thirty (the purse i fell in love with at roots in feb or march that i was showing her) and she gives that "oh that's reasonable" look, and says that it will last at least five years. this all boils down to the fact that she is a dangerous person to shop with.
tania and vicTOR had to go to the washroom, so i said let's go to virgin. i'd been meaning to go there for a while, to get dad's father's day present, and to take a lookiloo at the goods. so that's what we did. i was in a buying mood and so that's what i did. i bought il divo (been wanting it since seeing them on op.), bob dylan and a little somethin somethin for daddy-oh. i was going to get the glen gould variations too, but steve talked me out of it. ya steve. imagine that. i saw him walking into the classical section as i was coming down the escalator. of course he would be. i should be surprised not to see him walking into the classical section. anyways he said that it would be cheaper somewhere else. i think it's been around 2 months since i've seen him and it was really awkward, and that was before his new girl (who's very nice, and actually i think they look good together in that part of my brain that is detached from all else) came up. it felt like strangers and i guess that's the way it's supposed to be. but still it's strange to be strangers. after that we bumped into them again while vicTOR and i were waiting for tania outside the washrooms. then we were walking to the car to go get a movie and saw some dancing at robosn square so we sat on the stairs and watched a while, but vicTOR was grumpy and tired because he just got back from trek, so we left.
we listened to il divo in the car. beautiful. and when we were listening to The Man You Love, i had this thought. are there really men out there who love like that? or do songs like that just come from a marketing strategy--giving women what they want to hear? i wonder. tania kept saying "oh laura jou got a good cd."
tania and i talked about a trip to spain together a year from september.
at blockbuster's i went up to the front to hand in a dvd without its case because one of my room mates (turns out to be heather) returned my dvds for me, but forgot the actual dvd. the guy couldn't find it and then he loked under my/karey's name and curses. "they also returned it to the wrong store." he seemed frusterated but i wanted to laugh. thanks for the help roomies. it became apparent at blockbusters number one, we all had different tastes in movies, and number two, that tania was also very tired. so i just got my swedish movie kitchen stories that i saw a couple of years ago with leif in cloverdale of all places and i drove them home.
yesterday barb and i did women on water in deep cove. there were sooo many women of all ages, but we were among the youngest that i saw. and we kayaked up the arm and back. at first i couldn't get the hang of it, but i finally got into a rythem. it was a beautiful night and we passed some gorgeous water front property. barb and i were near the back of the pack, until we turned around and then we were in front for a while. it was about a two hour paddle i think. lots of the women knew each other and there was a great comraderie. we were the newbies. after we got in and took off the pfds and wet skirts we gathered round for a draw of prizes. didn't win anything, but that's not my lot in life. karen is the one who always wins as i recall. and then a bunch of the ladies went to this restaurant in deep cove. it's their tradition and barb and i decided to join them. i was a little nervous, but they were all very nice. i had delicious tiger prawns served on a bed of greens with yellow beets cooked in a maple glaze and candied walnuts, and creamy aspargus shrimp soup. it was only the best soup ever. barb and i decided to go all the thursday nights that we can. it only costs 20 dollars. it's times like this that make me happy and fufilled. it's when you actually do things that you've always wanted to do. energizing and empowering. maybe that's why i had a better friday.
currently i cannot find my wallet.
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