You have no idea how sickly in love I am with these guys. Especially Dave1 and all his sexy geekiness. I'd pay him in rape dollars, if you know what I mean.



I'm almost 100% positive that's an Argentine Tango the disembodied legs are doing too.

Favourite Song + Favourite Dance = $$$

Labels: awesome, chromeo, music

No Gordon Ramsey this weekend. I heard there was over 300 people who started lining up Saturday afternoon--An entire day BEFORE the actual signing. I can't say I'm not bummed that I didn't get to go but I still had an otherwise good weekend. Except for the horrible waiter we had on Sunday. Who clears your plates and then NEVER COMES BACK? Not even the other wait staff knew where he was. We waited over 45 minutes after finishing our only round of pints to pay and finally had to flag down another waitress to cash us out, who we ended up giving his tip to because we decided he sucked super hardcore and didn't deserve one. It didn't help that the pub itself was one of the worst I've ever been in. They charged 8 dollars for a veggie plate that consisted of five slices of cucumber, 4 sticks of celery, 4 RUBBERY carrots and a tiny paper cup of dip and the bathrooms were dripping smelly water from the ceiling to the point of having an inch deep puddle on the floor. So bad!

Luckily, we still made it to Yogen Fruz before it closed, whose new evil billboards have been taunting me all week. D had never even had Yogen Fruz before! Their frozen yogurt is now probiotic which means it is perfectly acceptable to eat all the time now. Chocolate yogurt + Cherries = Yum.

Labels: anger, boo, gross

Oh Lordy how I wish this was real. I seriously died when I saw the fish. Died.

Labels: awesome, ridiculous

Montreal was great! I didn't eat any poutine like I said I would, but I did eat fondue and french macarons and that counts for something! Friday was spent drinking sangria on the patio, wine in the hotel room and then vodka cranberries at the bar after the dance show. Saturday was spent shopping until my feet were bloody stumps, but oh my was it ever glorious! 7 hours was not enough time to cover all the shopping that is available there. We spent four hours in one store alone! I only managed to take four pictures because A. I hate feeling/looking like a tourist. B. My mother is a wannabe paparazzi and it embarrasses the crap out of me and C. Because we were really only there for a day and a half. This one is my favourite:


The only downside was that our hotel had a high school trip going on and all the kids were staying on our floor. And they all really liked to run up and down the hall yelling and slamming doors at ungodly hours. So I may or may not have stuck my head out the door at 3am and told them to 'Shut the Fuck Up.' The upside was the front desk had an unlimited supply of Chupa Chugs. Watermelon = Love.

Labels: anger, holidays, shopping

I'm taking off to Montreal for the weekend with my mama bird to go see my cousin dance and ya know...just to get the hell out of here in general. I am looking forward to all the awesome shopping I am going to do with my non-existent money and will be sure to take lots of pictures of things I wanted but could not afford. I will also try not to die when it is my turn to drive on the highway. Oh and poutine. I'm going to eat lots of poutine.

Labels: shopping

Gordon Ramsey is doing book signings in Burlington and Toronto at the Eaton Center April 27 & 28! I love that angry, angry man! Sadly I am not going to be able to go as it falls on a late Sunday afternoon/Monday evening and I will not be in Toronto then. Unless I missed my bus. And called in sick to work. Then there might be a possibility.

I picked up some incredibly cute fabric at Fabric Land this weekend. I'm not sure what I am going to make yet. Originally I was thinking aprons which would be cute, but I don't want to waste good potential either. I tend to collect fabric like I collect fancy paper. I blame it on my tactile nature. Pattern + Feel get me every single time. I think that second fabric screams home decor though, and I did just order 'Feather Your Nest' by Amy Butler. I am totally in love with the bed set on the cover. Except I asked D what he thought about it and this is how it went:



I can't win. Whatever, I'll sneak throw pillows in somehow.

Labels: crafty, shopping

What a horrendous ordeal. We had to kick through a wall and cut a giant hole in our deck to get the stupid water heater where it was supposed to go. And let me tell you, when you decide to commit to having lady-like lovely acrylic nails you should only participate in lady-like lovely things and not manual labour, ever. Specifically breaking drywall chunks in half with your bare hands because when you break a nail, which will most likely happen, it is nothing at all like 'Oh sugar, I need a nail file.' and exactly like 'Someone please shoot me dead before I barf everywhere from the pain!' Hard plastic glued to your human nail will just snap where ever the heck it feels like and take your real nail with it. Mine just so happened to crack straight across my nail bed resulting in a bloody mangled mess. I drove straight to the beauty salon and told them they needed to fix it before I puked from looking at it and then I made them wax my eyebrows to direct the pain elsewhere. Waxing your eyebrows for the record, takes a minimum of 3 hours to recover from where you are pasty skinned such as myself. Do not do it when you have places to go in an hour. Unless, of course, you like the weird oompa-loompa sunburn you get from having hot wax ripped off your face. I should have known better having waxed practically everything else I can get my hands on. I am a waxing freak, in case you wanted to know. I hear 'Waxing' and think 'Yay!' Nobody ever said I wasn't a total weirdo.

So after mangled fingers, crazy-brows, random holes all over my house and not being able to shower for four plus days I am finally cleeeeeeeeean!!!!! Squeaky fresh soapliciousily clean! So clean I am making up my own words! Hot water I love you!

Labels: gross, ridiculous

Our hot water heater is broken, which means no one can shower until tomorrow and not being able to shower only makes me need to shower more! Especially since I decided it was a good idea to douse myself in celebrity perfume at the drugstore earlier. Yuck!

But smelling bad doesn't matter when the mailman brings you lots of packages full of pretty things! I am actually writing this from beneath a mountain of bubble wrap. Bubble wrap and Pyrex! I really, really love Pyrex, especially when it comes in shades of turquoise and pink. Which I now own both of because I like to have my cake and eat it too. Life saving decision? Forget it. It would go like this:

"You need to decide between these pink or blue vintage bowls or you will DIE!"

"Blue! No Pink! No Blue! Pink? Blue? Pink is really cute but blue is really pretty. Do I want cute or do I want pretty? Can't I have cute and pretty? What if I pick one but then change my mind later? Then what do I do? You know what? I think I just pick both of them. Yea. Both. Both is good."

And then you would have to flip a coin and I would pick the opposite of what the coin decided. And then I would still want what I didn't end up with.

Labels: ridiculous

19 degrees! (That's Celsius for all my American friends) I practically had to be dragged in by my hair at the end of my breaks today. I'm pretty sure it was still snowing last week and now everyone is out in their flip flops. Love it.

Other things I love:

1. Mail. I ordered some mugs from The Curiosity Shoppe last week and they arrived today. I also have two packages to pick up tomorrow with my vintage pyrex. I'm crossing my fingers the post office didn't smash them to bits.

2. Mini 'Personal' Watermelons. Tiny grapefruit-sized watermelons! I think I want to turn it into a tiny vodka melon but I will probably end up eating it before the weekend rolls around.

3. Hump Day. It's tomorrow and that means only two more days of suffering to go!!!

Labels: lists, shopping

I'm back. The weekend was good but oh so short. We watched one of the worst movies I have ever seen in my life--'The Mist.' I even made sure to ask if it was a total piece of crap before we rented it, and was told it was 'Awesome' and would make us 'Lose all faith in humanity.' All it did was make me want that two hours of my life back. On the flip side we also watched a really great movie recommended to me by Cori -- 'Shoot 'Em Up.' It's just like 'Crank' only with a baby! I loved it! Complete and utter ridiculousness!

Saturday was our friend Amber's birthday party which involved a lot of mini bottles of liquor and ice cream cake! (And a very drunk and not feeling-so-good Dave.) One of those said mini bottles was of Limoncello that Dave picked up for me because he has been going on since Christmas about how much it tastes like lemon lollipops. For the record, it doesn't. It tastes like disgusting cough drops of death and I hate cough drops. Come to think of it, I hate most everything lemon--except lemonaid. Just like I hate peanuts but love peanut butter. And hate all melon except watermelon. There are exceptions to every rule. Also for the record, don't let your boyfriend mix drinking an entire bottle of El Burro wine with a four pack of Guinness and then cure it by drinking 3 glasses of water, another beer and a eating a piece of ice cream cake. I don't care if it worked, it's just wrong. Beer + Wine = No.

Labels: boo, parties

I really need to stop falling asleep at 8pm and waking up at 3am wide awake with work in 4 hours. It's seriously creating problems. I think my body hates me.

If anyone wants to see a good movie, rent Wristcutters: A Love Story. The plot is centered around three people who have all committed suicide, on a road trip in the afterlife. (Basically Limbo.) That sounds a little morbid but it was actually really good and pretty funny in a tongue-in-cheek sort of way, such as the main character's job is working at Kamikaze Pizza and that the afterlife is just like real life, only that no one ever smiles. I really enjoyed it and would watch it again, which really says a lot for me.

Labels: movies