the basement means eventual bodily extremites of ice cold natures.
on thursday bruce asked me what my plans were for the weekend. "i don't have any." i told him. "oh..." he sounded concerned. "no plans last weekend or this weekend..." "just because i have no plans doesn't mean i won't do anything." i reassured him. "it just means nothing is planned." and he was content with that.
i worked friday night. i was assigned to the valentine's craft and baking night. i worked with maureen who i like. the thing is that maureen very readily informs one that she hates to cook/bake/do crafts. she is very forthcoming of this information. on the one hand this gives me freedom to choose what menu for the night i will, choose what craft i will and once again choose the baking activity that i will. on the other hand it means that i am the sole lead on all of these activities which makes one very busy. luckily maureen is also quite forthcoming in her back-up support and cleaning role which was very helpful. so from a martha stewart magazine i picked floating candles as our project. from a kraft (i believe) website i chose half chocolate dipped heart shaped sugar cookies (we also iced some of them. there were options. i like options) and from my repetoire of recipes i chose chicken enchilada casserole which is very good and generally a crowd pleaser, and very simple to make. maureen says while shaking her head in unbelief "you are so martha stewart." to me this doesn't sound like me at all. if only she knew the martha stewarts that i do. "no, i'm more on the kindergarten scale." i told her. i'm not sophisticated. i just love to make stuff. even the innocent simple stuff. like the kindergartners.
everything went pretty well despite blair becoming a little, shall we say freak-outish about his candle, several candles (including blair's) seeping out of their heart molds, (blair's so much so that a river of red wax with a vanilla flavour flowed off of the tinfoil, onto the counter and onto the floor. i tried to catch it in my hand but it was hot wax and that wasn't a good solution), blair reaching for many an inappropriate utensil/cloth/hotpad to manage the wax with, getting wax everywhere, roberta being overly concerned that blair's red wax would touch her purple wax, and everybody calling for me at the same time. other than that it was quite successful. the cookies and the meal were uneventful. i was so tired by the end of the evening. my head sagged against my chest and my eyelids were almost too heavy for me to manage them.
when i got home karey and heather were watching the opening ceremonies of the olympics. i had already watched them before work, but i watched again with them. my favourite parts were the 8 women carrying the olympic flag, the lighting of the torch and yoko ono and peter gabriel. i got a lump in my throat. the olympics can be very emotional for me. it's been that way since i cried watchign simon whitfield winning the gold in the triathalon, and fell in love with steve nash while watching men's basketball that same year.
i watched then there was you. i was so tired before i put the dvd in, but i did it anyways. i fell into bed shortly after it was over.
today i was all alone in the house. i told this to fatima on msn and we decided to 'do something together'. fatima needed a new support system for the girls, and she wanted to try out diane's so she came over and then we drove there together. parking at first was difficult and nobody put any effort into giving us signals and helps. we found people a tad untoward if you will. despite this we found parking by a park.
before we left fatima was chatting to linda on msn while i was finishing off my meagre prepreations to the loaf of hair that is currently residing on my person. "laura" said fatima from karey's room, "i'm so hungry! i'm going to die! do you think that could happen?" "it has been known to happen before." i told her. this was prelude to a sighting of shabusen while we were looking for parking. we both knew that after seeing shabusen there would be no more indecision on the choice of eatery.
we stood at the top of the stairs and waited for the host/hostess for minutes before he arrived, but when he did appear it was to take the people in front of us to their seat. it was sometime before he returned to fatima and i and when he did he spoke without moving his lips or changing his expression or actually looking either of us in the eye. it came out as *mumble mumble*. "what?" "pardon me?" was our simultaneous response to the man. we leaned in to hear what he would say and we discovered that he was in fact asking us if we would like to sit at the sushi bar. i asked if there was anything else and he went in search of a table. meanwhile a much more vocal, mover of the lips during speech man came to help the couple who had come up behind us. they opted for the sushi bar. poor slobs, i thought. it wasn't long before mumbles had seated us, and we soon had the opportunity to tell our chipper, let's get down to business waiter that we were there for all you can eat. i think positively about this waiter. he made an impression on me because he gave me a pitcher of water all to myself and he even refilled it for me. i drank a pitcher and a half. this waiter knew my needs.
fatima and i had a good gorging. it wasn't the same as the shabusen down town, the spicy tofu wsn't as crisp, and there was no seafood frid rice ( i know it's not really japanese but it's really good). i told fatima she had to bbq, but i ended up taking over because of practicality. i eat fast and she is typically slow except in rare circumstances that always take me by surprise. this was not one of those days. this was a typical fatima eating rate day and i took over to keep myself busy while she dithered at her food stuffs. i ended up eating most of the bbq beef because she had to spit out a too chewy piece and couldn't stomach any more. to tell you the truth i didn't mind the weight of the beef eating responsibility. each morsel was a tastiness to relish. by the end we had expanded so much with food we found it difficult to sqeeze out of the restaurant. the previous non-mumbler took our money and without asking split our change evenly and gave us each what was coming to us. we had left our tip on the table and i thought her might be wondering and i wanted to tell him so that he wouldn't worry (i really appreciated his non-mumble style and his quick thinking service style), but mention of tipping is a delicate matter and we let things lie. he would latter find relief when he found the two toonies on our table, if he was worried about it at all.
fatima and i waddled over to diane's. a lady asked us if we wanted help. "we're just browsing right now" said fatima. a few minutes later she admitted "what i really want is to be measured." "well just heave those babies onto the counter and tell them 'can i get these measured?'" i advised. i like to make her feel the uncomfy emotion at times. right after that another lady approached us and by then fatima was ready to admit to her needs. the lady took her in hand and i went out to wander south granville. in my travels i found a really cool jewelry store. i'm not sure how to describe it, but i knew almost as soon as i stepped inside that my life was going to change because of this place. sure enough i picked up a pamphlet that advertized small jewelry making classes. the possibility to create something new and wonderful was lighting me up on the inside. i did a thoughtful and thourough room sweep and then i headed back towards the lingerie store to collect fatima.
when we were reunited and i had viewd her purchases, i told her i wanted her to see a store and took her there. as i anticipated she liked it too. she even liked the unique three strand bracelet that i love and want to have for my very own. it has a blue and an orange strand and something else. it's very pretty and different. i don't know what i'd where it with. i'd have to buy something and that's no great tragedy is it? so fatima was down with the classes and i asked the lady about more info. she told us that you get to make two pendants, a bracelet or a necklace and two pairs of earrings! you get the stuff from there and your tools are included in the price of the class. the class is 200 dollars and is a one night thing. fatima and i are going to do it! i'm sooooooooooooooooooooooo excited. i can't even say. we're doing it for each other's birthdays and we're doing it in may so that i can save up for it. another avenue for the joy of creation.
after our plans were made about he jewels class we drove back to my pad and had a cup o herbal tea (amy's contribution of 'provence') and then we parted ways. i left to meet tania at metrotown and fatima to her neck of the woods to meet up with prissy and mowmow.
i met tania at chapters and we looked around for a card and a valentine's treat for my assigned guy. it's annonymous, so i felt free to be a little outrageous. i got a card that said burnining love and had heart matches on the front. inside it says something about i'm hot for you valentine. i also got him the word 'smooch' in chocolate. i was quite pleased with it. smooch. it's the perfect word. for some reason i think smooch is a word that sarah-lynn elizabeth would use in her everyday vocab. but she might add endings like "smoochie woochie woo" those are what she gives kyle. smoochie woochie woos.
i bought my face stuff at lush and she gave me a free goodie bag. with goodies in it! i gave the bath bomb to tania and the kids stuff too. i kept the other thing. it looks luscious. tania and i lingered and smelled everything. i think she tried every hand cream there was.
tania said she feels apathetic but to what and for why she didn't feel like explaining. before the movie we sat and talked (we had some time). she told me about her christmas at home and how that was and some other stuff. i listened. we saw nanny mcphee. it was pretty good.
i said good bye to tania at the entrance to the sky train and went to my car and drove the short distance to save-on and did my shopping. i told myself if you have to splurge, splurge in the produce section and srimp everywhere else. and i did and i think it worked well for me. i was quite pleased with my decisions.
when i got home all the girls were back. elicia showed me her purchases and i went in and showed karey mine and she had me read her blog account of her shoe incident which was quite amusing. and now i'm down here and my nose is cold. my only two regrets about today: a) didn't do any laundry and i'm desperately in need. no really. i dont' know why i have such a laundry block. why can't i just do it when it's my day? why do i have to wait until i'm desperate? why is desperation my only effective motivation tool? b) didn't watch any olympics. oh well.
i worked friday night. i was assigned to the valentine's craft and baking night. i worked with maureen who i like. the thing is that maureen very readily informs one that she hates to cook/bake/do crafts. she is very forthcoming of this information. on the one hand this gives me freedom to choose what menu for the night i will, choose what craft i will and once again choose the baking activity that i will. on the other hand it means that i am the sole lead on all of these activities which makes one very busy. luckily maureen is also quite forthcoming in her back-up support and cleaning role which was very helpful. so from a martha stewart magazine i picked floating candles as our project. from a kraft (i believe) website i chose half chocolate dipped heart shaped sugar cookies (we also iced some of them. there were options. i like options) and from my repetoire of recipes i chose chicken enchilada casserole which is very good and generally a crowd pleaser, and very simple to make. maureen says while shaking her head in unbelief "you are so martha stewart." to me this doesn't sound like me at all. if only she knew the martha stewarts that i do. "no, i'm more on the kindergarten scale." i told her. i'm not sophisticated. i just love to make stuff. even the innocent simple stuff. like the kindergartners.
everything went pretty well despite blair becoming a little, shall we say freak-outish about his candle, several candles (including blair's) seeping out of their heart molds, (blair's so much so that a river of red wax with a vanilla flavour flowed off of the tinfoil, onto the counter and onto the floor. i tried to catch it in my hand but it was hot wax and that wasn't a good solution), blair reaching for many an inappropriate utensil/cloth/hotpad to manage the wax with, getting wax everywhere, roberta being overly concerned that blair's red wax would touch her purple wax, and everybody calling for me at the same time. other than that it was quite successful. the cookies and the meal were uneventful. i was so tired by the end of the evening. my head sagged against my chest and my eyelids were almost too heavy for me to manage them.
when i got home karey and heather were watching the opening ceremonies of the olympics. i had already watched them before work, but i watched again with them. my favourite parts were the 8 women carrying the olympic flag, the lighting of the torch and yoko ono and peter gabriel. i got a lump in my throat. the olympics can be very emotional for me. it's been that way since i cried watchign simon whitfield winning the gold in the triathalon, and fell in love with steve nash while watching men's basketball that same year.
i watched then there was you. i was so tired before i put the dvd in, but i did it anyways. i fell into bed shortly after it was over.
today i was all alone in the house. i told this to fatima on msn and we decided to 'do something together'. fatima needed a new support system for the girls, and she wanted to try out diane's so she came over and then we drove there together. parking at first was difficult and nobody put any effort into giving us signals and helps. we found people a tad untoward if you will. despite this we found parking by a park.
before we left fatima was chatting to linda on msn while i was finishing off my meagre prepreations to the loaf of hair that is currently residing on my person. "laura" said fatima from karey's room, "i'm so hungry! i'm going to die! do you think that could happen?" "it has been known to happen before." i told her. this was prelude to a sighting of shabusen while we were looking for parking. we both knew that after seeing shabusen there would be no more indecision on the choice of eatery.
we stood at the top of the stairs and waited for the host/hostess for minutes before he arrived, but when he did appear it was to take the people in front of us to their seat. it was sometime before he returned to fatima and i and when he did he spoke without moving his lips or changing his expression or actually looking either of us in the eye. it came out as *mumble mumble*. "what?" "pardon me?" was our simultaneous response to the man. we leaned in to hear what he would say and we discovered that he was in fact asking us if we would like to sit at the sushi bar. i asked if there was anything else and he went in search of a table. meanwhile a much more vocal, mover of the lips during speech man came to help the couple who had come up behind us. they opted for the sushi bar. poor slobs, i thought. it wasn't long before mumbles had seated us, and we soon had the opportunity to tell our chipper, let's get down to business waiter that we were there for all you can eat. i think positively about this waiter. he made an impression on me because he gave me a pitcher of water all to myself and he even refilled it for me. i drank a pitcher and a half. this waiter knew my needs.
fatima and i had a good gorging. it wasn't the same as the shabusen down town, the spicy tofu wsn't as crisp, and there was no seafood frid rice ( i know it's not really japanese but it's really good). i told fatima she had to bbq, but i ended up taking over because of practicality. i eat fast and she is typically slow except in rare circumstances that always take me by surprise. this was not one of those days. this was a typical fatima eating rate day and i took over to keep myself busy while she dithered at her food stuffs. i ended up eating most of the bbq beef because she had to spit out a too chewy piece and couldn't stomach any more. to tell you the truth i didn't mind the weight of the beef eating responsibility. each morsel was a tastiness to relish. by the end we had expanded so much with food we found it difficult to sqeeze out of the restaurant. the previous non-mumbler took our money and without asking split our change evenly and gave us each what was coming to us. we had left our tip on the table and i thought her might be wondering and i wanted to tell him so that he wouldn't worry (i really appreciated his non-mumble style and his quick thinking service style), but mention of tipping is a delicate matter and we let things lie. he would latter find relief when he found the two toonies on our table, if he was worried about it at all.
fatima and i waddled over to diane's. a lady asked us if we wanted help. "we're just browsing right now" said fatima. a few minutes later she admitted "what i really want is to be measured." "well just heave those babies onto the counter and tell them 'can i get these measured?'" i advised. i like to make her feel the uncomfy emotion at times. right after that another lady approached us and by then fatima was ready to admit to her needs. the lady took her in hand and i went out to wander south granville. in my travels i found a really cool jewelry store. i'm not sure how to describe it, but i knew almost as soon as i stepped inside that my life was going to change because of this place. sure enough i picked up a pamphlet that advertized small jewelry making classes. the possibility to create something new and wonderful was lighting me up on the inside. i did a thoughtful and thourough room sweep and then i headed back towards the lingerie store to collect fatima.
when we were reunited and i had viewd her purchases, i told her i wanted her to see a store and took her there. as i anticipated she liked it too. she even liked the unique three strand bracelet that i love and want to have for my very own. it has a blue and an orange strand and something else. it's very pretty and different. i don't know what i'd where it with. i'd have to buy something and that's no great tragedy is it? so fatima was down with the classes and i asked the lady about more info. she told us that you get to make two pendants, a bracelet or a necklace and two pairs of earrings! you get the stuff from there and your tools are included in the price of the class. the class is 200 dollars and is a one night thing. fatima and i are going to do it! i'm sooooooooooooooooooooooo excited. i can't even say. we're doing it for each other's birthdays and we're doing it in may so that i can save up for it. another avenue for the joy of creation.
after our plans were made about he jewels class we drove back to my pad and had a cup o herbal tea (amy's contribution of 'provence') and then we parted ways. i left to meet tania at metrotown and fatima to her neck of the woods to meet up with prissy and mowmow.
i met tania at chapters and we looked around for a card and a valentine's treat for my assigned guy. it's annonymous, so i felt free to be a little outrageous. i got a card that said burnining love and had heart matches on the front. inside it says something about i'm hot for you valentine. i also got him the word 'smooch' in chocolate. i was quite pleased with it. smooch. it's the perfect word. for some reason i think smooch is a word that sarah-lynn elizabeth would use in her everyday vocab. but she might add endings like "smoochie woochie woo" those are what she gives kyle. smoochie woochie woos.
i bought my face stuff at lush and she gave me a free goodie bag. with goodies in it! i gave the bath bomb to tania and the kids stuff too. i kept the other thing. it looks luscious. tania and i lingered and smelled everything. i think she tried every hand cream there was.
tania said she feels apathetic but to what and for why she didn't feel like explaining. before the movie we sat and talked (we had some time). she told me about her christmas at home and how that was and some other stuff. i listened. we saw nanny mcphee. it was pretty good.
i said good bye to tania at the entrance to the sky train and went to my car and drove the short distance to save-on and did my shopping. i told myself if you have to splurge, splurge in the produce section and srimp everywhere else. and i did and i think it worked well for me. i was quite pleased with my decisions.
when i got home all the girls were back. elicia showed me her purchases and i went in and showed karey mine and she had me read her blog account of her shoe incident which was quite amusing. and now i'm down here and my nose is cold. my only two regrets about today: a) didn't do any laundry and i'm desperately in need. no really. i dont' know why i have such a laundry block. why can't i just do it when it's my day? why do i have to wait until i'm desperate? why is desperation my only effective motivation tool? b) didn't watch any olympics. oh well.
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