Friday, February 26, 2010

Chaos reigns supreme

The move is not going well, but much better than my last one. Most of the furniture was moved on Monday, but I am going to my old place tonight and will be spending all week-end packing the final items and cleaning. Ah well, it will all happen.

I do like living with the man though and eventually I have faith that the animals will all get along. Right now my older cat is living on top of my bookcase. She did the same thing when I got the Fur Snake. The dog is way, way too hyper as she adjusts to living with cats and me. Meanwhile, all this move nonsense continues to cut into my valuable Olympic viewing time.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Go Lindsey go!

I was out tonight but came home to the Canadian announcer almost having an orgasm over American Lindsey Vonn's ski run. He could not say enough good about it. Not only did she win the gold, but he said it's one of the greatest runs he's even seen (compared it to Franz Klammer's run in 1976). Then they showed the recap - very true. I admired the guts she had in attacking that run and heard her describing the pain in her shin the whole time. Great strength.

I'm glad too that Brian Williams was crediting a fantastic racer and didn't get hung up on nationality as every nation goes a bit overboard at times.

And back in my non-Olympic life where I consider 10 minutes on Wii Fit to be a workout, I have stalled in the packing process. My movers are arriving Monday morning so I'd better get back to it but ugh, I'd rather sleep.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Happy New Year!

It's the year of the Tiger. I'm not sure what that means except that I ate a heck of a lot of food and am discovering so many Chinese dishes. Growing up I thought that authentic Chinese food was the Pupu platter at the local Chinese/Canadian restaurant. Now I crave coconut bread and live for the fungus/tofu platter. I am not very adept with chopsticks, but I muddle my way through. My next challenge will be to learn basic mandarin. At least to say please/thank you/more food.

One snack that was new to me at my in-laws house were smoked watermelon seeds. The hell? I am used to just spitting them out from watermelon, but indeed there is a tiny nutcracker you can use to split the husks apart and get out the seeds. Coolest thing ever, but too much work for me. I'm more a pass-me-the-noodle-bowl-and-stand-back type of girl. However, my nieces (who were invited for New Year's along with my sis) LOVED the seeds. I had to sit and shell them endlessly for them. Until I got bored with that. Then my youngest niece figured out how to shell the seeds all by herself. I was quite impressed. That girl is like me - will learn anything for food.

Right now I am packing and watching the Olympics. I'm watching NBC as the Canadian channel is broadcasting the hockey game at present and I'm not in the mood for that. Too bad snowboarding is not on right now, but I'm getting a kick out of figure skating. I don't actually care much for it, but I do like the drama.

Am also having panic attacks about one person for life type thing. I love C., but I love cock too.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

What if...

What if in a relationship YOU were the asshole, the jerk, the one who fucked it up completely? I would love to look back and see that all the guys I dated were flawed in some way and didn't recognize my inherent greatness, but truly, I was so utterly and ultimately destroyed by my last break-up that I had to realize that maybe I was the problem in my relationships.

Did any other Canadians know this rhyme?

I remember in grade school how I would lock arms with a few girls and we would march around the playground chanting, "Hey! Hey! Get out of our way! We just came back from the U.S.A! Hey, hey, hey..."

Anyone in our path would be mowed down.


Sunday, February 07, 2010

They may just be friends

The bf's dog and my cats have been spending more time together. The Fur Snake now retreats to the bedroom windowsill when the dog is over and hisses from up high. If not on the windowsill, then she crawls under the bed and hisses and spits from down there. The dog goes nowhere near her (smart dog).

However, my older cat is now choosing to stay curled up on the cushions at the end of my bed. She used to run and hide behind my bed, but she now stays still, purring away even when the dog jumps up on the bed near her. Usually the dog is too intimidated to approach, but the last time, the dog reached out and tentatively licked Tasha's side. I'm sure Tasha was horrified as her cat tongue is barbed and dry - such a good grooming tool - as opposed to the slick tongue on the dog. Yet she didn't move right away. She only moved on when the dog in her exuberance whacked Tasha with her ever-wagging tail.

I'm cautiously optimistic that our blended species family will be okay. At least we are reaching a point where the merged home will not be a chaotic cat/dog battleground.

Friday, February 05, 2010

Not blank! Real words!

I'm not incredibly busy, but I'm constantly busy. Last night I slept a blissful 10 hours and still felt like never getting out of bed. Right now it is a Friday night and I so desperately want to go to bed before 10pm, but instead will clean as my landlady may be showing the apartment tomorrow and I need to clean.

But here's a list of what I've been up to...
1. Planning a wedding. As noted in the comments of the blank post, I'm getting married in May. Never mind that our guest list is small and family only. Never mind that we are low-key. These suckers take time and energy to plan. Still, all fun.

2. Threw a girl-drink drunk party for a friend's birthday. It was a small but drunken crowd. The bf and I served Purple Penises (sickly sweet shooter), lichee martinis, pina coladas, fuzzy navels, velvet hammers, and amarula paralyzers. And then I made everyone do shots of liquid cocaine. I made it to bed and then passed out cold. I can't believe I didn't throw up, especially on that number of sweet drinks. Walking the dog and picking up her poo the next morning at 6:30am was not easy. And then when I passed Starbucks and discovered that they didn't open until seven, I almost cried.

3. Discovering the joys of a slow cooker. Truly it is the most forgiving kitchen tool around. I made lamb shanks with beans and it was delicious [not that I ate it - but those that did loved it] - and so easy!

4. I am almost at the end of Season Three of the The Wire. Truly I love this show.