• memories

    weekend away: upper canada village

    Well, it’s been a couple of weeks, but I finally managed to edit and upload the rest of the photos from our weekend away. In case you missed the first instalment, just click and you can relive it again. Whee! Have to warn you I didn’t take many photos, nor are they that interesting. I think had the weather been better I would have been a little more camera happy, but as it was it was freezing and raining and not very inspiring. One thing that really amused me were the plethora of Canadian geese all along the roads. I wanted to stop and take a picture, but it’s a little hard on the highway. Luckily we were greeted by a Fowl Gang when we pulled into the “parking lot road” (a really long and winding road thing) at Upper Canada Village. I couldn’t get a shot with all of them in, but we pulled over so I could try and take a photo and they all started to converge on us! Eep! I think they were waiting for food. We didn’t have any of course, so as soon as they got too close we drove away. HA! My favourite was this little guy: He reminds me of Daffy Duck à la Duck Dodgers. Not sure why. He just does. The first place we went was the, erm, wool mill (I think it was called). There was a lot of wool and wool spinning and weaving and blankets. But mostly……

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    weekend away: the inn

    We went to Ontario and all we got were these lousy colds. Seriously. Stupid Ontario and it’s germs. I was truly clinging to the hope that this was just allergies, but by mid-afternoon when I still hadn’t stopped coughing and sneezing, I had to admit defeat and call it a cold. Turns out Shawn (Welcome back to work, Shawn! You’ll be working a double shift today and staying here until midnight!) is sick too, from the email I just got from him. I am pretty sure these colds were one of the souvenieres we took back from Upper Canada Village on Saturday as it was cold and wet and dispite the fun we had, very good weather to bring on a cold. Don’t get me wrong, my misery tonight is not a indicator of how our weekend went. We had a marvelous time! Just wonderful! We needed that weekend away so badly after everything that has been going on. And it really made a difference! I am hoping that it won’t be another 2 years before we can go away together again! [you know, a honeymoon would be nice at some point, too!] The Inn we stayed at wasn’t as quaint and charming as we had thought it was going to be, but it was still lovely! It was actually a lot bigger than it sounded like it was going to be. And our room was stated to be non-smoking, and yet, we were in the smoking section of the…

  • memories,  the anomaly that is me

    chips and tea

    I’m sitting at my desk with a tiny, tiny bag of chips and a can of iced tea. I suddenly thought of when I was a kid and my mum would take me to the hospital (a lot, sadly) and we’d sit in the hallways waiting for tests and I would always get a bag of Lays Salt and Vinegar chips and a glass of iced tea from the little cafeteria. On hot summer days when we were there there was something calming about the bitter/sweet mix of salt and vinegar chips and iced tea that I would find comforting. I’d also always get a new fancy eraser from the gift shop. I loved looking at all the erasers they had. I had quite the collection. The chips I am eating are regular and Ruffles, but there is something in the air today that sparked that memory. As much as I hated going to the hospital, I really loved that time with my mummy.

  • memories,  the anomaly that is me,  year in review

    well, still pretty good year

    Now, I was going to write something long and deep and thought provoking but I ran out of time. I had a bunch of friends (read: 2) come over today that I haven’t seen since the wedding. And I wasn’t on the computer all day. So. I snagged this from Squonk. heh. 1. What did you do in 2005 that you’d never done before? Married Shawn. 2. Did you keep your New Year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I don’t make any resolutions, but I did try to set a few “before I turn 30” goals. I didn’t really accomplish most of them. I did get married, and I have my learner’s permit (not my license, like I wanted) and one other one that didn’t happen. 3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Yes. My Uncle had a baby boy at the end of the summer. I now have my first first cousin and my grandparents have their third grandchild. 4. Did anyone close to you die? No. Thank goodness. 5. What countries did you visit? This year I didn’t even leave my town. 6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005? A record deal. My driver’s licence. 7. What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? July 2, 2005 – got married. June 30/July 1st – met Cindy-Lou & Carissa. 8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? I am off all meds…

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    have yourself a merry little christmas

    It’s Christmas Eve and the presents have all been unwrapped… oops! The one thing Shawn and I have always had trouble with was waiting until the 25th to have our Christmas. The last couple of years we’ve had to travel all over town on Christmas day to visit both our families, so I guess it didn’t matter too much to us if we had Our Christmas early. This year we’re staying in one place – ours. We had Christmas with my family last weekend and then we’ll be having Christmas with Shawn’s family next weekend(ish). Both families will be away on Christmas Day. We were going to have this, our first married christmas, together on Christmas Day. We made it until early afternoon. Next thing we knew? There were presents under the tree! It wouldn’t be Christmas without a little something for the dogs – and this year we have TWO! And yes, we’re the kind of people who give stockings to the dogs. We didn’t actually wrap anything this year. Mostly out of laziness. Ha! But really, they wouldn’t have cared! Annie’s stocking is the little one shaped like a bone… Jinx’s stocking is really MY stocking! Shawn accidentally filled the wrong one with stuff for ME! Who was I to complain, right? I tried really hard to find a cute little stocking for Jinx, but I wasn’t able too. Annie’s stocking was actually Kewpie’s stocking when she was alive. It’s passed down through generations. Both dogs enjoyed seeing…

  • holiday fun,  memories

    trim up the tree in all it’s, um, something something

    It snowed yesterday. Big, fluffy, wonderful flakes. It came down all day. The city was blanketed with snow. Quiet and peaceful. I knew that we were getting our tree that night. Why? Because it always snows – a lot – on the day we get our tree. We generally get the tree this weekend anyhow, and it always seems to snow while we’re doing it. I also always seem to have a weekend-long migraine this weekend. Stupid girl-stuff. But that didn’t deter me from Tree Day! We got this little guy: My butt looks huge in this shot! It’s not really that bug, it’s just the way I am turned while trying to cuddle the tree. I like how Annie looks like Demon Dog in the background there. ha! She was a little concerned about the tree… Look at my totally awesome and pretty tree skirt! I got a new one this year… the old one was getting, well, old. And this one had snowmen AND sparkles on it (which don’t show up in this photo). I didn’t realize it was star-shaped until I put it down. I was soooooo happy. So pretty! Annie wasn’t so happy with this tree thing. Firstly her bed is supposed to be in that corner. How can we be so rude as to put up a prickly tree that she can’t sleep on! He bed was moved over next to the couch on the right of this photo, it was only randomly placed in…

  • memories,  the anomaly that is me

    three years ago today

    I had my appendix removed. I can’t believe that it was three years ago. I can’t believe that I had to wait from 4pm November 8, 2002 until 3pm November 9, 2002 for them to actually do the surgery. Fifteen of those hours were spent in a bed in the hallway of the ER. Gotta love Canadian Health Care, eh? Especially in Quebec. The build up to that weekend was intense, emotional, nerve wracking, stressful and just plain not fun. In August 2002 I started to get really sick. Sicker than I normally am, I mean. I have always had stomach troubles and I would have the yearly colonoscopy to check for crohn’s disease or colitis... but my intestines were the picture of perfect health, so I was told by my GI. In fact, if they wanted to show someone how perfect insides should look they could use me! So, why was I so sick? Why was I in such pain? Why was I only able to eat crackers and water, later to switch to just water and then after that… nothing. The irony of my appendectomy was that since I was twelve, I have been hospitalized numerous times for what was thought to be appendicitis. I would be tested and kept over night for observation only to be told – no. I was fine. It was chalked up to my ovaries and cysts and some such. This time? I had absolutely NO appendicitis symptoms at all. Everyone thought it…

  • memories,  my muse


    erin walker :: august 6, 1977 – october 23, 1994   when i close my eyes   she’s too young to be forgotten her world has only just begun her future is an empty slate waiting to be filled and i see her standing there when i close my eyes   dancing in the sky over moonbeams, around clouds starlight in her eyes angels in her hair and i see her when i close my eyes   child of the sunlight daughter of the day sleeping on bed of roses with flowers in her hair   the wind it softly kissed her cheek the raindrops fell like tears   and i see her when i close my eyes   a thousand white candles their flames dancing with the air as rocks play tag with ocean   she’s fast asleep never to be woken   and i see her when i close my eyes   © catherine healy October 23, 1994 She was 17. We had finally ended up in the same school after years of being in different ones. She has just started CEGEP. Her mother, Heather and my mother grew up together. Erin and I grew up together (although not always the best of friends). Our children were supposed to grow up together. Only that never happened. On this day eleven years ago, Erin and her mother were in a fatal car accident. Heather passed away immediately and Erin was diagnosed as brain dead passing away only the following…

  • life with dogs,  memories,  path to bliss

    rehearsal BBQ – canada day 2005

    friday, july 1 2005, shawn and i threw a little bbq for family and friends who were a part of our wedding. unfortunately shawn’s parents couldn’t make it, but mine were there as was everyone else except poor chelsea, who had a traumatic morning when someone tried to break into her apartment. knowing full well how she felt – since we were robbed the same weekend last year – it was totally understandable that she stayed home with friends and wasn’t at our little shindig. both chelsea and shawn’s parents were missed though. i just realized that i didn’t get ANY group shots. what the heck? luckily i had carissa, photographer extraordinare! to capture the event. i’ll see if i can steal a couple of photos from her when she lets me know they’re ready. ha! what i do have are random shots of the afternoon and then some from later that night when some of us headed to the Old Port in old montreal for the fireworks-that-never-were!   LOOK! proof that carissa was actually there! she’s a sneaky one and never gets in any photos. i guess that’s a perk of being a photographer, you can’t be IN the photos if you’re the one taking them! i also got to meet the infamous penn. although he didn’t seem to like me all that much, i have to admit the poor guy was sleepy and out of sorts from being away from home. i didn’t get a chance to really…

  • memories,  path to bliss

    canada day 2005 – con’t

    off we went to the Old Port of Montreal! little did we know it would start to pour and we’d never get to see the fireworks, but i think we had fun regardless! at the old port we went to a terrace bar and the nice security guard let us bring the dogs in as long as we stayed on the side. good thing we didn’t tell him that jinx was underage!   jinx loved all the people and attention he was getting. we didn’t let him have any beer though.   annie had some however. silly me doing that in front of linda. "did you just give annie some beer?" "um.. no? of course not.. she was just licking my finger because she loved me?" oops. ha! i just noticed that in these two photos dan is sniffing annie! hee! i guess he missed his sister!   this is cindy having an argument with me about how to prounouce "terrace". americans say it wrong. we say it the correct way. monica agrees with me.   she’s agreeing with me right now in this photo! shawn is looking on and in his mind he’s saying "cindy might be a MILF, but she can’t pronounce words for shit, yo!" next i seem to have caught ravi and shawn in an intimate moment. like i said before, i don’t think i want to know all the reasons ravi was shawn’s best man…   look at the look on shawn’s face! hahahaha! that’s…

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    Our Girlfriend, cindy-lou

    [wedding photos will be up soon. i just want to post all these in order so i don’t forget anything!] first let me start off by saying, we had an awesome weekend! shawn and i are so in love and so happy and we are so LOVED by everyone. this past weekend was such a blur that all we can remember is love! both carissa and cindy came from so far away just to share this occasion with us and we love them oodles and oodles for that! also my friend linda drove 22 hours from memphis for the wedding and to bring us jinx, she rocks, yo!   after picking up cindy at the airport on thursday night, we took her out to eat. we brought her to barbie’s bar & grill, which is our most favourite restaurant… they have these monte carlo potatoes… and just… YUM! cindy was amused by the popcorn they served us at the table before the meal. she wanted photos. you know we posted them, so did she. what a silly cindy she is! wow do i look white next to her. them californian’s come awfully tanned, yo! cindy was surprised to see that The Head came attached to a body. or maybe she was relieved, not sure. either way we took shawn’s photo to prove that nothing about him is disembodied! he’s not fond of the camera though. but we had to make sure he was well practiced for the upcoming weekend. photos…

  • life with dogs,  memories

    a legend in her own lunchtime

    september 9, 1992 – may 28, 2002 meet champion sugarok kewpie doll.  mainly known as kewpie-doo, kewpie-face, face and her lesser known corporate name, Kewpie T. Doo (where the T stands for "the" – it’s the name on all our installed program registrations). kewpie was my baby, the first dog i ever had after moving out on my own. although how we ended up together is another story, i was so happy to have this little social-phobic dog in my life for the four years that i did. kewpie’s main goal in life seemed to be to eat anything she could fit in her mouth. if she couldn’t fit it in… well… she chewed it until she could. and i really mean anything. she’s eaten electric bills, tv guides, a street hockey puck, you name it. her favourites were mud and paper. yummy, yum, yum! however, it was her love of mud that was her downfall. living next to a factory, our mud was apparently toxic. she got sick and within 6 weeks she went from healthy and fat to so sick and full of abscesses that she could hardly walk. making the decision to let her go was the hardest thing i have ever done. once she stopped eating though, i knew it was time. no matter what, kewpie would eat. i knew then what i had to do. the weekend before i phoned the vet i was sitting in the livingroom on the floor talking to kewpie-doo. i…

  • memories,  path to bliss

    i mega ? my friends

    i am home. i am beyond happy. i love my friends, i am so lucky and blessed. pictures to follow…. (monkey, i owe you an email… i’ll do it friday, i promise!!!)  ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

  • memories,  the anomaly that is me

    time to put things in perspective

    i am stealing this from kelly over at marmalade.ca. i think it’s pretty neat. 10 years ago: I was 19. I was living at home with my parents & sister & dog. I was working at Famous Players in my home town. I had my first boyfriend. I was tested for crohn’s disease. I was unhappy as all hell and suffering through school. 5 years ago: I was 24. I was dating a girl and we were living in a basement apartment with my dog. I was “acting assistant manager” at Coles bookstore. I was three years into being diagnosed as border line bi-polar. I was on a hell of a lot of meds. I was tested for crohn’s disease. I was unhappy and confused as to who i was really in love with. 3 years ago: I was 26. I started my job at McGill. I fell down the stairs at work and tore all the ligaments in my left ankle. I lost my dog and it crushed me. I was close to losing the one person i couldn’t ever live without. I had to close a chapter of my life and move on in order to keep myself alive. I was still on a hell of a lot of meds. I had gained 60lbs from those meds. I was tested for crohn’s disease. I had a tear in my appendix for three months before they figures out what it was. I had my appendix removed. I was living…

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    rainy days make me nostalgic sentimental

    [edited May 16, because i messed up carissa’s link!!!]  can you be nostalgic for things that aren’t even a year old? maybe i should say that rainy days make me feel sappy and mushy and all that other stuff. i have decided that the correct word is sentimental. it came to me in the wee hours of the monring. so there. i fixed it. (i also want to mention that if i didn’t name you in this post, please don’t feel left out! i was talking abot the first few blogs i started reading way back when. that’s all! i love each and every one of my blogging buds!)  i have the greatest pleasure of getting to meet some blogging folk who have become dear friends to me. and the closer the wedding gets the more i start to think about how these friendships evolved. i know for a fact that carissa is coming. in fact, she’s my photographer and for that i feel truly blessed. she is an amazing artist. an amazing writer and an amazing mother, from reading her blog. she is a beautiful soul. i was thinking this week about the posts on certain blogs that got me hooked… now for the life of me i can’t remember whose blog i clicked on and found carissa, maybe it was a lucky Next Blog find. all i know is that this is the post that had me mesmerized. i thought, wow, a true poet and artistic soul. and…