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| Monday, September 29th, 2008 | |
| 1:07 pm | New Blanket.  |
| Saturday, September 27th, 2008 | |
| 12:59 pm | My Grammie, on her 90th birthday.  |
| 12:48 am | The Elton John concert, AKA "The Largest Halifax Assembly of Caucasians Who Cannot Clap in Time to Music Since Billy Joel Came to Town", ruled so hard. He played for close to three hours without a break, and there wasn't a Disney song in the house. He was extremely gracious and never appeared to be dialing it in, which must he hard some nights after 40 years singing the same songs. My favourite moment was hearing Rocket Man, which I can't really hear without choking up even on the radio, so picture it. And also Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters, which is one of my favourite Elton John tunes. It was just fantastic. ( Here is the set list for you nerds out there, courtesy of Moxieholic. ) So many people I know wanted to go and didn't get tickets. I feel really lucky tonight. Speaking of lucky, here is a picture of Dodie and I on his birthday. I like to think my appearance is so pillowy because we had just indulged ourselves in sweet and sour ribs and carrot cake, but probably this is just the way I look.  |
| Friday, September 26th, 2008 | |
| 9:06 am | I am going to see Elton John tonight!!!  I know it's not going to be like the good ol' days, and I know I'm going to hear Can You Feel the Love Tonight against my will, but I am still really excited! |
| Monday, September 22nd, 2008 | |
| 5:59 pm | I just got back from my first physio appointment to deal with the pain I've been having in what I thought was just my neck but turns out to be every bloody place on my body. It's funny how you just learn to accomodate things that hurt. Every time she pushed on something and asked "Does that hurt?" I was like, "Well, yeah... but that's because of my plantar fasciitis", or "Well, yes, my thoracic spine hurts, but look at these jugs", or "A bit - but that's my quilting shoulder". Anyway, we determined that basically everything is wrong with me, but are going to work on my neck and shoulders since that is the only pain that's really been unmanageable lately. Kids, I was swaddled today. I was laid on a table, hooked up to vibrating electrodes, and swaddled head to thigh in HOT. It felt so terrific that I tittered uncontrollably for ten solid minutes. When the physiotherapist peeked in to ask me what was going on, all I could say in between snorts was, "I've just been waiting for this for SO LONG!" Christ, it is a joy to have a health plan. Also: my physiotherapist said my head was tiny like a cantaloupe. |
| Sunday, September 21st, 2008 | |
| 12:12 am | I used this tutorial as the inspiration to make this item today. It's a former cotton bed sheet with a tear in it that I decided to recycle into something more useful... a knitted bathmat! Bea Arthur checking it out:  Yep, he likes it... you can tell because of how he's going to knead the crap out of it:  Here it is all wrapped up pretty. ( ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} joanofarrgh gave me that lovely little print on the wall!) I just tore the bedsheet into thin strips, attached the strips together as described in the tutorial and went at it. It only took me four or five hours while chatting with a friend on my couch with margaritas. I wasn't sure how I felt about it at first as it was knitting up, but now it's so squishy, soft, and purposeful that I just love it. I've been pretty big into functional crafts recently, probably due to my apartment being the size of your apartment's bathroom closet. While tiny little crocheted sushi rolls or paper robots ARE cute, I think I would fly into immediate cardiac arrest if someone gave something like that to me as a gift. |
| Thursday, September 18th, 2008 | |
| 4:50 pm | Le Meme Take a picture of yourself right now. Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair...just take a picture. Post that picture with NO editing. Post these instructions with your picture.  |
| Monday, September 15th, 2008 | |
| 3:51 pm | Last night I dreamed that I went through the Dairy Queen drive-thru for a simple dipped cone, but in addition, I unexpectedly fell in love with the guy working in the pick-up window: Vanilla Ice. Vanilla and I were hanging out at my parents' house one night while they were gone away. I was in the kitchen, and Vanilla was in the backyard doing some gardening (natch). Out of the living room window, I saw two thugs get out of a white roadster and head towards the back. This is when the dream got legitimately scary. I knew Vanilla had been involved in some secret shady dealings (natch), and I called 911 while I watched the thugs beat the shit out of him. I saw them take off in the roadster, and went out back. Vanilla was lying in the garden unconscious... they had laid him out like he was in a coffin and had half-buried him in the soil. His hands were clasped against his chest, and when I moved them to check his pulse, six or seven of his bloody teeth fell out of his fist. I woke up feeling alarmed, but soon started snorting into my pillow when I realized I had dreamed about makin' it with Vanilla Ice. brantastic, I'm not sure how I know, but I'm pretty sure this is all your fault.In other news, this is the entirety of an e-mail from Sally that I just found in my inbox: I tried cunt and cock sucker. I only have one more try. Is it pussy? I'll be over at 10:30.... Har! |
| Sunday, September 14th, 2008 | |
| 11:10 pm | I have had this really, really ugly shade-less lamp for a few years which had a piece of very pretty green glass in it, but I never bothered to take the time to take the glass out. Today I took off all the ugly shiny brass and am now using the fun glass with the circle pattern as a hurricane lantern to keep Bea out of the candles.  I also begged some crab apples from the neighbours and bottled 14 jars of jelly tonight. Such sweaty, labour intensive work, and I must have accidentally put my thumb into the boiling water five times while moving the jars. I can't imagine having to do it with a hundred times the produce to actually feed your family, like my grandmother did. I'm feeling mentally inspired by some of the recent works of Olga on Craftster. I find furniture refinishing to be so intimidating. Also, if anyone had ever told me they had refinished a beautiful buffet in black, white, and yellow, I would have thought they were out of their tree, but look how pretty that first project is! I wish I had the vision to see a project like that in my mind before it was done, but I feel I'm destined to mimic rather than truly create. Since we're on a crafty theme, here is the shirt I stencilled for brantastic for her birthday. For reasons which I feel will be impossible to describe, we invented a fake band called Girl and the Orbisons, so I made a fake band t-shirt. It took forever to cut that stencil, but I was super happy with the way it turned out. ******************************** My dad today, gesturing at a new building going up near Penhorn Mall: "We should sell the house and buy one of those condos right there... look how close it is to Sears." (Pause) "We could WALK TO SEARS!" In other My Dad news, he spent an hour and a half on the phone the other night voting for his favourite Canadian Idol. When I found this utterly hilarious, his only comment was, "It's the finals! Where's your spirit?" He cajoled my visiting aunt into calling with her cell phone and voting for Mitch, as well. At 9:59, he shouted agitatedly at my mother and aunt, who were busy chatting and laughing. "Get READY! The lines are almost open!" The clock turned to 10:00, and Dad frantically dialed the phone number and listened for a ring tone. "I don't hear anything." (Shakes, then peers at the device in his hand.) "THIS ISN'T THE PHONE!" (Throws down remote control, grabs actual phone and starts dialing.) Seriously, that happened. My dad dialed the remote control. **********************************  Halifax Harbour at Dusk, August 2008 |
| Tuesday, September 9th, 2008 | |
| 12:01 am | So I listened to Summertime eight thousand times with pleasure. That doesn't mean I'm a New Kids on the Block fan, okay? I'm listening to their new album right now (JUST TO SEE), and I just heard the following lyric: Girl, it's almost ten Gotta know if you're mad at me Before Grey's Anatomy 'Cuz we could drag this out all night SO cured. |
| Saturday, September 6th, 2008 | |
| 11:27 am | Saturday Morning Sleep-In I don't set these things up. This is just how he rolls.  |
| Thursday, September 4th, 2008 | |
| 10:02 pm | I got a new fridge!!! I sort of can't describe how exciting this is to me.  (Bea included for scale) Anyone who knows me knows I like to freeze bloody EVERYTHING. I hate wasting food, and I hate not having food at the ready. I am the kind of person who will cook a giant pot of soup and freeze it in little batches and eat it for a month. With my shitty three-inches-of-frost-size-of-a-shoebox freezer, I couldn't even keep a loaf of bread in there. Even if I could fit it, it would come out coated in frost. And ice cream or anything else requiring super low temps? Forget it. I finally told my landlords I was tired of defrosting, and they got me a new (to me) one that seems to be working great! I am seriously SO thrilled about this. I'm sorry I'm incredibly boring! |
| Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008 | |
| 3:53 pm | Twenty-four hours later, the housefly continues to haunt Bea Arthur.  Shortly after this photo was taken, the housefly disappeared into B.Art's mouth, only to emerge unscathed seconds later when he moved his jaw to crunch down on it.  Maybe I don't NEED this much time off of work...? |
| Monday, September 1st, 2008 | |
| 9:40 pm | There is a fat, buzzy housefly in the apartment tonight. The fly makes me realize just how dependent Bea Arthur is upon me for everything, including his entertainment. He seems to hold me fully responsible for the fact that he can't catch it, meowing plaintively and staring at me to indicate that he would like me to bring it down closer to the floor, please. So far, he's broken a drinking glass and knocked over a potted plant chasing the fly around the house. The up side of the situation is that he hasn't gotten this much exercise since we became roommates, and he isn't pawing at his toy waiting for me to shake it around for two hours. I should have gotten a housefly a long time ago. |
| 6:53 pm | Saturday night, Sally, Dodie and I went down to the waterfront to watch Empire of the Ants at the AlFresco Film Festo: It was AMAZING. Seeing bitchy Joan Collins get possessed by a giant radioactive ant was the best thing in my life so far. Also, the line "My GOD - they're herding us like cattle!" is the comedic equivalent of a squirrel storing nuts away for the long winter, as I expect it will keep me sated, snort-wise, for months to come. Otherwise I have done nothing this weekend except sleep, eat, and IT. Much needed. Oh, and I DID go down to the market and make a small amount of DELICIOUS crabapple jelly. And I picked up these pretty dahlias for only $3!  |
| Thursday, August 28th, 2008 | |
| 9:29 pm | Poll #1249865 Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All If I was to make a quilt and have a raffle for charity, would you buy tickets on it?
View Answers HELLZ YES. Maybe. I'm not in a place where I can make concrete decisions in my life right now. Maybe, but it would depend on what the quilt looked like. Maybe, but it would depend on the charity. Probably not - I don't really have much use for a quilt. Probably not - I hate charity. I live overseas and too far away for you to mail my quilt should I win, thus making me ineligible. SAD DAY. If you answered HELLZ YES to the above question, would you ACTUALLY get an envelope and put some money in it and put a stamp on it and my address and send it to Canada? WOULD YOU?
View Answers HELLZ YES I SAY I would, but I can't be totally sure. Oh, let's face it - probably not. But would you REALLY. What do you think would be a reasonable price for said tickets?
View Answers Two bucks each, or three for $5 Five bucks each, or three for $10 EIGHT THOUSAND DOLLARS Is there anything else you need to say about this topic? |
| Wednesday, August 27th, 2008 | |
| 6:28 pm | Dear Barbequeing Neighbours: If you had any idea what that grilling steak smells like from inside my balcony-less apartment, you would not put me through this torture. For the love of Pete, STOP WITH THE NIGHTLY BARBEQUES. Sincerely, The One Upstairs With the Ham Sandwich |
| Saturday, August 23rd, 2008 | |
| 12:43 am | "I wonder what Sally did last night...?  |
| Friday, August 22nd, 2008 | |
| 6:46 pm | My favourite totally brain-free television (uh, besides Melrose Place) is Judge Judy. I qualify that statement with the following: Poll #1246660 Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All Is this as funny as I think it is? This woman needs her own comic strip. |
| 11:12 am | Spam Subject Line: Find that special someone even if you are over 30 What a world, what a world! |
| Thursday, August 21st, 2008 | |
| 10:36 pm | Dodie bought Bea Arthur a laser pointer. He chases this little red point of light all over the house. He also tries to pick it up with his paw, which is the dumbest and cutest thing in the world.  |
| Monday, August 18th, 2008 | |
| 12:17 am |  My Mom and Dad, before anyone called them Mom or Dad 15 July 1973 |
| Monday, August 11th, 2008 | |
| 11:41 pm | New Small Business Proposal Kittenmobile! Like a bookmobile, only obviously way better. The Kittenmobile travels around the city, filled with kittens and charging a small admission fee for people to come in and play with the kittens. The Kittenmobile comes by weekly, ensuring that those without easy access to kittens can always find a kitten experience for an affordable price. A yearly Kittenmobile membership is available, saving members 10% on all Kittenmobile visits. Pros: - Make lots of dough - Lots of kittens around me - Everyone who wants to see kittens gets to see kittens - Adoption program to find good homes for needy kittens! Cons: - None I would totally pay for access to the Kittenmobile. Sometimes I google "white kitten" and try to find pictures of kittens that look most like I imagine Bea Arthur did when he was a baby. This activity usually ends in tears, as I end up imagining him eating out of trash bags and having no one to love him for the first almost-year of his life. Then I go and give him a giant hug, which he squirms out of while purring loudly. Here are some photos that we will pretend are Bea Arthur from his kitten days:    |
| Sunday, August 10th, 2008 | |
| 1:07 pm |  Oh, Bea Arthur. This must be so embarrassing for you. |
| Monday, August 4th, 2008 | |
| 3:42 pm | I just went to the gym for the first time in months. YESSSSSS! I won't lie; it was rough. The Biggest Loser was on more than one television. I tried to just close my eyes and focus on my music, but then my mp3 player batteries conked out and I was left with screens full of people trying to run around a track while being tempted with giant platters of pancakes and french fries and I wanted to murder everyone. So I went over to the desk and asked the lady there to please switch the channel to anything that didn't bank on me hating my body. She was mystified. I finished up three little baby quilts this morning that I made from scraps leftover from Sally's quilt. They used all the scraps up perfectly!   I went to an old camp friend's wedding on Saturday. We had a fantastic time. Here I am with four of my best gals, enjoying the king sized bed in the executive suite:  Also, somehow I ended up with a shovelful of popcorn between my breasts and flashed my bra for a nearby camera. Pretty standard fare.   |
| 2:51 am | Thanks, rmjwellThis video makes me wants to do many joyous high kicks in such a way that haters will accidentally be knocked to the ground! Love it. |
| Thursday, July 31st, 2008 | |
| 6:21 pm | All that's left is trimming the stray threads, ironing out the wrinkles, handsewing on the tag, and wrapping her up.  I love this quilt so much. It's really hard to give this one away. |
| 10:25 am | Last night, Dodie and I stumbled out of bed buck naked after a heavy session of gettin' it on, only to find my apartment door WIDE OPEN for anyone in the hallway to see/hear the goings on. Bea Arthur, who spends a great deal of his time wondering how he could possibly get out of the apartment and into the hallway, was lying on the rug right outside my bedroom door as if it was some sort of test of his will and he had just passed. GOOD KITTY! I'm a little embarrassed at the possibility that someone came into the hallway downstairs while we were smooching it up... it must have been quite the clamour with the door flapping away in the breeze. Here is Bea five minutes ago, maxing & relaxing in the windowsill and wondering why he didn't escape while he had the chance. Awww.  I took a vacation day today to work on Roxanne's quilt, due to be finished for her wedding on Saturday. I'm working on the binding right now... almost there. My neck is totally ready for this to be over. |
| Wednesday, July 30th, 2008 | |
| 12:40 am | I think this is the last of them. Thanks for not defriending me. In Baddeck, Nova Scotia... taken at Bras d'Or Lake. We went to a quilt show!  tvor saw this photo on my Flickr and was inspired to paint this painting! Isn't that lovely? I was very flattered. I loved this weirdo lake weed:  Pretty, deadly lupins:   It was a perfectly grey day.  |
| Tuesday, July 29th, 2008 | |
| 4:49 pm | Scrabulous in the Sun Goodbye to you, my favourite game My Facebook page will never be the same You were the reason I logged in Thirty seven active games, and countless losses to my name Goodbye my friend, I'll miss you so I didn't think you'd really have to go You got too big for your britches And now Hasbro wants your riches; I guess they're right to feel litigious We had joy, we had fun I had a high score of four-fifty-one Which I surely would have missed Without your two-letter word list Here my Scrabble career ends I just don't have that many friends Who would travel any miles To play with a real board and tiles |
| Saturday, July 26th, 2008 | |
| 8:11 am | S.O.S, Paypal users! I just sold two items on eBay. Both of the buyers have paid me through Paypal. Buyer A's payment has not yet cleared, and Paypal tells me I am ineligible for Paypal's "Seller's Protection Policy" on that purchase. Buyer B's payment HAS cleared, and I AM eligible for the seller's protection. Does anyone know if the reason I'm not eligible for protection is simply because Buyer A's payment hasn't cleared yet? Will that status change once the payment goes through? I can't find an answer in the FAQ. |
| Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008 | |
| 4:28 pm | Picture It  This lady made me a lot of happy. |
| Thursday, July 17th, 2008 | |
| 7:24 pm | Joe's Scarecrow Village. It scared more than the crows.    ( More photos from Joe's Scarecrow Village, near Cheticamp, Nova Scotia ) |
| 7:14 am | Brandi and I were just about to begin our trip around the Cabot Trail when we happened upon this amazing display in Whycocomagh. The woman who lived here told us she had cut and painted the characters as a surprise gift for her son, who had just graduated from the Dalhousie law program. She said the only break he would ever take while studying was to watch The Simpsons. She had even made one of her son as a Simpsons character, complete with a graduation gown. AW!   ( More of The Siiiiimp-sonnnnnnns... ) I later Googlestalked the lucky graduate on Facebook with ladykutenay's help and wrote him a nice note telling him that his mom (biologically his aunt) was amazing and also sort of internet-famous thanks to Brandi's amazing photos. He wrote me a nice note back, too, and even assured me that I wasn't creepy or weird.Isn't that the most awesome thing? |
| Wednesday, July 16th, 2008 | |
| 9:28 pm | We stopped near Cheticamp to go swimming. This involved changing into a bathing suit that is six sizes too small in the back of a really hot Kia Spectra. It was worth it! It only took us a half hour to get in the water. The nausea and pain only lasted about 20 minutes.  This stone lives in my bathroom now:  This tiny photographer was taking a picture of me while I took a picture of him.  My sandy foot:    |
| Monday, July 14th, 2008 | |
| 9:37 pm | Q. What do I love more than old, abandoned buildings? A. NOTHING. In Cheticamp, we found these old garages by the roadside. We investigated, obvz.   Spider in a broken window:     Watchful eye:  Come into the office:  |
| Sunday, July 13th, 2008 | |
| 1:08 pm | I stopped the car so Brandi could take some pictures shortly after we had passed through Ingonish. While she was shooting, I wandered across the road and found this little shack:  A close-up of the sign above the door:  ( Want to go inside? You're in luck; the door was unlocked! ) |
| Saturday, July 12th, 2008 | |
| 3:26 pm | More from Cape Breton's Cabot Trail...  The Rusty Anchor EXISTS, making me the happiest lady alive. There was no sign of Blanche; however, we didn't check the mens room.  Ocean and sky forever:   Maison bleu au Cheticamp:  |
| 4:32 am | Brandi and I stayed overnight in Cape Breton in tiny Bay St. Lawrence. We arrived there after dark, and woke up the next morning to a misty view of mountains all over. It was so pretty. Our view from Burton's Sunset Oasis Motel:  We drove off the Cabot Trail the next morning to visit what is apparently the inbreeding capital of Nova Scotia, Meat Cove at the northernmost tip of the province. Although we didn't witness any, it's rumoured that many of the approximately 100 residents of the remote town have one giant, bulging eye. I wish we had known that beforehand! Birth defects aside, Meat Cove was gorgeous. The road to Meat Cove:   This house appeared to be faded where the sun hit one side:    Canada Day in Meat Cove, taken at the tip of Nova Scotia, where the road literally just ended:   |
| Friday, July 11th, 2008 | |
| 10:56 am | Some more of my favourite photos from our Cape Breton excursion! Ingonish:  Driftwood at Ingonish Beach, one of my favourite pics:  Lone beach watcher:  Lifeguard chair, off-duty:  Driftwood:  Poppies:  One of the many beautiful plates of seafood we ate while travelling:  Did I mention that we saw three meese close up while in Cape Breton, and a crapload of bald eagles? It was very exciting! |
| Wednesday, July 9th, 2008 | |
| 11:52 pm | It's Bea-n Too Long  |
| 9:24 pm | Brandi and I went to Cape Breton! It was gorgeous and so much fun. Here are a very few of my favourite pictures from the trip. I plan to post a few at a time, but there are more than anyone ever wants to see on my Flickr account. I don't really remember where this was, but it was super-beautiful!  This, either:  We stopped at a gorgeous rocky beach called Wreck Cove. The surf was so crazy that the waves were brown with all the stones they were were washing in, and the sound of the rocks being dragged back by the ocean was like nothing else I've ever heard.   I found this on the beach... I think it is a vertebra from some animal's spinal column. How cute is this, seriously?!?   |
| Tuesday, July 8th, 2008 | |
| 11:32 pm | Xocaibosh My least favourite new personal sales thing is the "healthy chocolate" parties that I am hearing about from acquaintances I haven't heard from since they tried to sell me some other overpriced product. The chocolate (which I think is called Xocai because that sounds exotic and people who go to chocolate parties want it to be exotic, goddamnit) is touted to be delicious and so healthy you'll live for fucking ever. My cousin, who invites me to chocolate parties every week, is convinced that I'll never need insulin again if only I get my hands on some of this magical chocolate. My diabetes will be cured by CHOCOLATE, y'all. FINALLY! I've never tasted it, or even seen the stuff, but it's sold with the same ferocity that the people who invited you to Candlelite parties four years ago had, and that's all I need to turn me off solidly. Check out these excerpts from someone at work who's trying to pawn it off onto her co-workers: This chocolate is it's purest form - no artificial flavour or preservatives. It's diabetic friendly, kosher & vegan friendly. One chocolate nugget equals 3 cups of blueberries or 1/2 pound of raw spinach or 1 pound of broccoli. What the CHRIST. One chocolate nugget "equals" a pound of broccoli?? That is the worst math I've ever seen. What does that even mean? Okay, get ready... here comes my favourite part: Rich dark Belgium chocolate....9 out of 10 people crave it. 50% of the population can't live without it. WHAT IN THE NAME OF GOD WOULD MAKE SOMEONE TYPE THOSE WORDS OUT. |
| 11:04 pm | I have so many photos to sort and post from my vacation with Brandi and am feeling mighty overwhelmed about where to begin. Therefore, I will instead post some photos from a walk that Dodie and I enjoyed (until we got lost and suffered heatstroke) yesterday, taken from Young Avenue and also in Point Pleasant Park.       |
| Saturday, July 5th, 2008 | |
| 7:59 pm | + brantastic was here!- brantastic is no longer here.+ we had so much fun together and laughed so hard. + we saw three moose and didn't get killed by any of them. + I have loads of photos to share in the future. - I have to go through all of my photos. + I ate one thousand ice cream cones on my vacation! - I ate one thousand ice cream cones on my vacation. + I have a hot date with Dodie tomorrow! - My non-vacation life is kind of boring except for that last thing. + Season 4 of Melrose Place is currently downloading. |
| Tuesday, July 1st, 2008 | |
| 11:46 pm | Bran + Canada = TLF  |
| Saturday, June 28th, 2008 | |
| 12:48 am | New Tatt Bea Arthur got a new tattoo.  He likes it so much.  |
| Friday, June 27th, 2008 | |
| 12:32 pm | brantastic and I have been having a lovely time on our vacation so far! Last night we went to see the amazing Jose Gonzales at St. Matthew's. It was a fantastic show... that guy is so incredibly We also spent some time in Lunenburg, where Brandi tried this hat on:  She didn't end up buying it. I'm not sure why. Here are some other photos I took in Lunenburg. As is customary in Grammardog's journal, I will post many, many photos without a cut.        |
| Tuesday, June 24th, 2008 | |
| 10:44 pm | Sink Patrol  |
| Sunday, June 22nd, 2008 | |
| 12:13 pm | brantastic is here! So far we have: - filled out an online poll about what it's like to be named Wout - adopted Vanilla Ice's Havin' A Roni as our theme song - laughed till we were almost sick She is just as awesome in person as I imagined she would be. |
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