Sunday, December 24, 2017

Did I ever tell you about the Sandman?

So this Christmas eve tradition started when I realized one Christmas morning that the kids' pyjamas were awful in every single photograph I took. Torn, stained, stretched out, too small, you name it. So the following year, and every year after, the Sandman would come on Xmas eve and leave a gift for the kids to open the night before. It always just so happened to be new pjs. It is the Sandman after all... The guy in charge of sleep.

Also, the Sandman is also low key pissed to leave his, I don't know... lair to have to only come to our house. He wraps badly, uses too much or too little paper and scribbles the names directly on the packages. This year he straight up forgot which box was for who and he only had 2 to keep track of. Oh you silly Sandman.

In case you can't read what he scrawled on the gifts, here it is:

"Ok. So here's the deal... I'm the Sandman not Santa I have no elves and I have no patience. You are lucky these are even wrapped. One of these is for the boys, one is for the girls. You figure it out. I forgot, frankly.

Whatever, enjoy, sleep well,
The Sandman"

I hope the kids do it too. Or start something new of their own. Christmas traditions have to start somewhere.

kxx

Friday, October 20, 2017

New schedule

In an effort to make it to the Dragonboat World Championships in Hungary next year, I've stepped up my workouts. Over the spring and summer I had been on the water up to 4 times a week, paddling my little heart out. Now that the season on the water is done, I have to keep up my fitness. The regimen I

hold it

I just read that back and two things... a) It sounds boring and 2) If I write any more about this, it'll get even more boring. Trust me.

Suffice it to say that my new schedule has me waking up at 6 to run before my demanding teaching job then going to the gym after that demanding job to lift weights.

Now was that so hard?

kxx
Jesus, I think that this dragonboat thing is making me boring. I used to do so many other things that brought me joy. Cosplay, ukulele, knitting, baking, movies... I was so well rounded. Now I'm only blasting my lats, constantly checking my heart rate, trying my best to complete a single pull-up, and comparing and contrasting protein drinks. Yup, boring.



Monday, October 2, 2017

Have you ever had a Brazilian

meal? What?

Anyway, over the Labour day weekend, My friends and I went to Toronto for a Depeche Mode concert. One of the nights we went to a Brazilian restaurant. For those of you who haven't experienced this, you pay a flat fee, get access to a small buffet of side dishes and then comes the meat. Waiters came around over and over with meats on long skewers that they slice off as needed. And oh man, is it needed. There was shrimp, chicken, salmon, lamb, beef pork, steak wrapped in bacon, steak flavoured in a million ways and did I mention steak? At the end of the meal, I was in a food coma akin to the one you get at Thanksgiving. It was insane. And speaking of insane, I forgot to mention the floor show with scantily clad dancers and acrobats on silks. In a restaurant. Where people are eating. I shit you not.




But all that food insanity gave me pause. What if you had the same concept but for desserts? You sit in your seats as dessert carts came by. Over and over and over. What's not to like? You'd have small, tasting sized portions of everything that is available that day. Everything from cake to pie, trifle to Eton mess. A great British Bake Off dream. The only thing off the table is the dancing girls. I mean really...

kxx


Saturday, September 9, 2017

My laptop is back

After a long summer dealing with a bloated and slow laptop, here I am back again. Did you miss me? I've had an amazing 50th summer. Among other things I had a surprise birthday party, saw Depeche Mode for the 6th time, visited the Maritimes for the first time, Went to the National Championships in the sport I love, had fun, and took many naps.

Now that it's over, I'm trying to gain some perspective on being 50. So far my philosophy is to start as I mean to go on. I guess that means more parties, more concerts, more travel more dragonboat, more fun, and of course, more naps.

I'm going to kill being 50.

kxx

My 1st selfie as a 50 year old. 

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

When Comic-con suddenly becomes worth every penny

Take a look at @alannealottawa's Tweet

Yup, I'm a star.

kxx



PS: I'm just testing again... don't mind me

Friday, July 7, 2017

Just testing

I'm sitting here at Starbucks wondering if I can post from my phone. Is it possible? Can this actually happen?

kxx 

*edited to add:

Clearly it can. Look forward to seeing more posts since I don't have to use my clunky and mostly useless laptop anymore! 

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Am I right to be miffed?

Again, I'm new at this dog stuff so maybe this is something that happens regularly but it left me cold.

I was at a dog cafe with Wesley and Audrey and having a nice time. Wesley was being super good and I thought I'd give him a treat. I bought him a pig's ear (something he normally loves) and handed it to him. He took it out of my hand but promptly dropped it on the floor... there was so much cool stuff to smell and see and do, he just wasn't interested in it. No problem. As I reached down to grab it, a dachshund took it, ran to its owner, and started gnawing on it. I looked over at the owner and she smiled at me, saying that "he never liked those before" and went on talking to her friends. I kinda thought she'd take it away from him and return it but fine. They're only $2.

But then as I was leaving, she was at the cash buying a bunch of them for her dog (looked like about 6). She turned to me and said "thanks for the ear!". And that was it.

Huh. I kinda thought she'd hand me one to replace mine. But maybe it's a dog treat thing I don't know about. Am I right to be miffed?

kxx

Trying to get the attention of the dachshund's mum

Look at that pig's earless face